"What is the great immortal cultivation system? This name sounds like a bad one..."

Xu Xing muttered subconsciously, and when he was halfway through, he suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly, surprised: "System?" As soon as his mind moved, some information came to Xu Xing's mind.

【Xu Xing: Acquired Realm (not entering the current state)】

【Experience: 1100】

【Technique: None】

"Ding, I detected that the host used a hatchet to kill a beggar, and he could understand a knife technique from this. Does it take 1 experience to comprehend it?"

Xu Xing felt a little happy and said to himself: "You can still comprehend the martial arts, this system seems to be OK!"

Without any hesitation, Xu Xing chose "Yes".

Xu Xing is now just a twelve-year-old skinny beggar. He has to eat and wear something without food. In this cold and cold weather, he faces the risk of being frozen to death to death at any time. Understanding a skill can obviously improve his survivability.

A feeling of fatigue suddenly came, and the 1 experience point I just obtained was zero, and Xu Xing felt that he seemed to know something.

"Ding, I have successfully understood it! Congratulations on your inability to learn the first way of "Chaishan Eighteen Roads": 'Flat Cut'."

Xu Xing stared at the panel, unable to believe his eyes. After a long time, he was extremely angry: "The system of cheating is a way to understand the magic trick! Isn't this so-called "Chaishan Eighteen Road" a garbage basic knife technique in a certain game? Even the first road moves are exactly the same!"

Although he felt disgusted, Xu Xing still picked up the hatchet and planned to try the power of this so-called "flat cut".

He stood up, pondered for a moment, Xu Xing waved the hatchet in his hand and chopped it out.

Table Tennis!

The hatchet was chopped on the earth platform, and Xu Xing felt a shock in his hand, which made him weak in his hand. He couldn't hold the hatchet tightly, so he let the hatchet escape.

At the same time, the fine dust that was flying with hatchet burst out on Xu Xing's face, almost confusing his eyes, and some soil was in his mouth.

But Xu Xing didn't care about this. When the hatchet took off his hand, he was startled and quickly retreated and dodged, fearing that the hatchet took off his hand would hurt him by accident.

With a "choking" sound, the hatchet fell to the ground and did not hurt himself. Then Xu Xing quickly "pop" a few times and spit out the dust in his mouth.

Xu Xing picked up the hatchet again and looked at the place he had just cut down. He saw a shallow mark on the earth platform, which was ordinary.

This made Xu Xing think "It's true" and he couldn't help but feel disappointed: "It's indeed a poor martial art. If you continue like this, you may not even be hurt by those who don't understand martial arts! It's really a lucky thing to be able to kill the sloppy beggar with one knife before!"

At this time, Xu Xing found that there was an extra message in his mind: "The first road of Chaishan Eighteen Road" is 1 proficiency level! The current level is [Beginner's first practice], and the proficiency level is [1100]."

This discovery made Xu Xingxin feel slightly happy: "You can upgrade by swinging a knife for a hundred times? This upgrade does not seem to be difficult. I wonder if the power will increase after upgrading?"

When he thought of it, he tried it. Xu Xing came to the open area in front of the mud statue platform and slashed it out with a knife.

After practicing for a while, Xu Xing found that if you want to increase your proficiency, you cannot just swing your knife casually. You must also concentrate your energy and concentrate during practice. Otherwise, if you don’t take any attention when swinging your knife, you will not increase your proficiency.

In this way, it was not as easy as he thought. Xu Xing waved more than thirty strokes, and his arms were a little sore, but his proficiency was only increased by 22 points. Because he was not focused enough when he swung more than ten strokes, he did not increase his proficiency.

Although he was a little tired of practicing, Xu Xing didn't feel cold at all at this moment. He rubbed his sore arms, rested for a while, and then started practicing again.

About half an hour later, when Xu Xing watched the proficiency finally reach 100,100, the expected upgrade information finally came.

"Ding, thanks to your hard work, the first road of "Chaishan Eighteen Road" "Flat Cutting" [Beginner's First Practice] has been completed and has been upgraded to [First Picking of the Door]. The current proficiency is [0500]."

With the emergence of this message, Xu Xing felt a force surge throughout his body, and the previous fatigue and soreness on his arms disappeared without a trace. He seemed to have understood more of the skills of using the "flat cut" sword technique in his mind.

Xu Xing wanted to try the power of the "flat cut" upgrade, and came to the earth platform and slashed out with a simple knife again.

"Bang!"

The dust was stirring, and Xu Xing was prepared this time, but he was not affected by the stirring dust.

The hatchet was chopped on the earth platform, and Xu Xing felt the hatchet in his hand tremble, but fortunately this time the hatchet did not take off his hand.

Xu Xing put away his knife and looked at the cut marks, which were indeed a little deeper than before.

At the same time, another message appeared in Xu Xing's mind: "Due to your careful practice, the effect of "inspiration suddenly appears, and blessings come to the heart". "The First Road of Chaishan Eighteen Road" is 'Flat Cutting' Proficiency 3!"

This "Proficiency Level 3" surprised Xu Xing a little and said to himself: "It seems that this second level [First Picking the Way] can be upgraded without practicing 500 times!" He firmly decided to continue practicing this knife technique.

After practicing for a while, Xu Xing found that only when he swung the knife was focused enough can he trigger the effect of "a sudden appearance of inspiration, and blessings and spiritual hearts".

The triggering probability of this effect is about every three to five blows, and each time it increases the proficiency of 2 or 3 points.

But if you are a little distracted during practice, you can only get the effect of proficiency level 1.

That's right, after reaching the [First Picking of the Door], every time you swing a knife in Xu Xing will increase your proficiency. It's nothing more when you concentrate, and less when you don't concentrate. There will be no longer any wave of the knife without increasing proficiency.

Xu Xing practiced hard. Although there was only one move, it was very boring to practice, Xu Xing still patiently persisted and practiced over and over again.

After practicing hard for about two hours, Xu Xing had already practiced so hard that his whole body was steaming and sweating. He finally waited for the expected upgrade information: "Ding, thanks to your hard work, the first road of "Chaishan Eighteen Road" "First Picking the Gate" [First Picking the Gate] has been completed, and has been upgraded to [Job Proficient in Driving]. Currently, his proficiency is [01000]."

Another force surged throughout the body and dispelled the fatigue of the body. Xu Xing's understanding of "flat cut" seemed to deepen a little.

However, although his body was no longer tired, Xu Xing felt a little hungry. There was no food in this dilapidated temple. Moreover, it was late at night, so it was not convenient to go outside to find food.

So Xu Xing decided to stop first, rest for one night, and talk about it tomorrow.

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The next day, when Xu Xing was awakened by the cold, the sky had not yet fully lit up.

The fire next to him had already been extinguished. Xu Xing rubbed his cold palms and took the firewood next to him and placed it on the ashes. When he wanted to make a fire, he remembered that he didn't seem to have a tool to make a fire!

Xu Xing remembered the sloppy beggar's clothes and dressing again. He traveled through a world that seemed to be an ancient Chinese world. There were no lighters or matches for him in such a world.

Xu Xing had only seen a great man demonstrating the legendary skill of drilling wood to make fire in his previous life, and he had never tried it himself. He really had no confidence in whether he could learn this skill at once.

Xu Xing used the glimmer of light to explore and search the ground halfway through the light of the sky. After searching for a long time, he only found a stone and a rough object similar to a sickle-shaped head.

At first, Xu Xing didn't know it. When he was holding these two things and accidentally rubbing a string of Mars, he realized that this was the fire-driven tool he was looking for: flint and flint.

Xu Xing tried to use flint and flint to ignite the fire. After trying it dozens of times, he was depressed to find that using this thing to ignite fire may be more difficult for him than drilling wood to make fire. Without certain skills, he would not light the fire at all, and at most he would draw some sparks!

Finally, as the sky gradually became brighter, Xu Xing still failed to catch a fire, so he had to give up this effort.

After rubbing his empty stomach, Xu Xing stood up, stomped his feet on the spot, rubbed his hands, slightly dispelled the coldness on his body, pinned the rusty hatchet on his belt, left the ruined temple, grabbed a handful of snow, replaced water with snow, rubbed his hands and face, and then went to Suning City.

The snow had already stopped, the sky was covered with green blue and red clouds in the east.

After walking for more than an hour, when the sun was fully raised, I finally arrived at Suning City.

Suning City is a county town, so the city wall is not too high, less than two feet long. The city wall is dilapidated and mottled, and no one has repaired it for a long time. Some places have cracked a gap that is wide.

At the gate of the city were four lazy city soldiers, wearing dirty pawn jackets, holding hands, holding spears in their arms, two of them leaning against the city wall, talking dirty words to each other.

There were not many people entering the city, and they were sparse, in groups of three or three, Xu Xing followed the people through the city gate, and the city soldiers would not even look at him.

The city of Suning is not prosperous, and there are not many people coming out to set up stalls and sell things in the early morning. When Xu Xing passed by an inn, he stopped for a while. He had worked as a chef for several years in his previous life. He was hesitating whether to go in and use the cooking skills of his previous life to change food. The waiter in the inn ran out and waved his hand in disgust and said, "Gongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongkongk

With the other party's attitude, Xu Xing naturally would not make things boring, so he left the inn.

After walking a few more steps forward, a simple tent not far ahead was steaming, and you could smell the sweet aroma of steamed buns from afar.

Smelling the fragrance, Xu Xing couldn't help but move forward a few steps, looking at it with some eyes, and secretly wondering what he should use to exchange for some steamed buns to eat.

The one selling steamed buns was a half-old woman, about fifty years old, with a coarse cloth and a frosty face. She was busy greeting customers and getting steamed buns for them.

When several customers bought steamed buns and left, the woman selling steamed buns looked up in a busy manner. She occasionally saw Xu Xing, was slightly stunned, and waved to Xu Xing, "Child, come, come quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xing walked closer. Before he could speak, the woman had already taken out two big white steamed buns from the steamer, wrapped them in lotus leaves, handed them to Xu Xing, and said kindly with a smile: "Come on, let me eat it quickly!"

Xu Xing hesitated for a moment and did not go to pick him up immediately.

The woman urged, "Don't be shy, hold it!" Without waiting for Xu Xing to speak, she grabbed his hand and stuffed the steamed buns into his hand.

Xu Xing held the steaming steamed buns in both hands, bowed seriously to the woman, and said, "Thank you!"

The woman waved her hand and smiled, "Hey, what are you thanking me, just two steamed buns!" After that, she started to entertain other guests again.

After Xu Xing finished eating steamed buns not far away, he saw that there were no guests in front of the old woman, so he walked over again.

When the woman saw Xu Xing come back, she took the initiative to speak, "Child, what's wrong? Are you not full? Come on, I'll give you another one!" As she said that, she was about to bring Xu Xing steamed buns.

Xu Xing waved his hand quickly and said, "No, no, I'm full!"

When the woman heard this, she stopped and asked Xu Xing: "Then are you doing something?"

Xu Xing hesitated and said, "I...I just thought about seeing if there is any place I can help..."

The woman smiled and said, "You little child, who is weak, can you help? Go and play!"

Xu Xing saw that there were still many undivided firewood beside the stove in the low tent. He moved his heart and said, "I can help chop firewood!"

The woman waved her hand and said, "Oh, that's not OK. You have to use a chopping knife to chop firewood. That's the work of adults. If you are a child, it would be bad if you hurt yourself!"

Xu Xing said, "I can do it! Auntie, I have a hatchet too!" As he said that, he pulled out the hatchet on his waist.

The hatchet was lighter than shoveling snow last night, and the remaining blood on it had long disappeared, only rust left.

When the woman saw the hatchet in Xu Xing's hand that was rusty so that there was almost no blade, she couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, if you really want to help, then use your hatchet to chop firewood. Be careful and don't hurt yourself!"

Seeing that the woman agreed, Xu Xing walked to the pile of firewood, raised a log as thick as an arm, held the hatchet tightly in both hands, and slashed it hard.

"Du!"

The hatchet slashed on the log and bounced slightly, and a shallow mark appeared on one end of the log.

Seeing this, the woman laughed a little, thinking that after Xu Xing could not slash, she would give up, so she stopped looking at her and turned around to greet the new guests.

Xu Xing took a deep breath, accumulated a lot of strength, and slashed it again.

This time, the hatchet was stuck on the log.

Xu Xing lifted up the hatchet, brought up the log, and knocked it on the ground seven or eight times before he split the log into two halves.
Chapter completed!