My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 276 Blood Book

"You have mastered the intermediate level of plum blossom pile."

"Your gait agility and lower limb strength have greatly improved, and your reaction speed has also increased slightly."

At dusk, a text message came from the game, indicating that the plum blossom pile had reached the advanced stage.

This news also made Jiang Xinghuo breathe a sigh of relief. In his expectation, the gap between the two stages of plum blossom piles should not be too big.

In addition, I have double the training efficiency, so even if the difficulty is greatly increased, two or three hours is enough to master it successfully.

Unexpectedly, this training took a whole day, from morning to evening, and it cost him nearly 10000 incense points to complete the progress of the intermediate plum blossom pile.

However, the effect is relatively obvious.

Jiang Xinghuo could clearly feel that the muscles in his legs were sore, swollen, and numb, and it felt almost like he had just climbed Mount Tai.

And my body felt a little tired, as if I had really been exercising on the plum blossom pile for a whole day.

Jiang Xinghuo rubbed his sore thighs and continued to look down at his phone. After passing the elementary and intermediate levels, the next step should be the advanced training class, right?
As he was thinking about it, new text popped up.

"Do you want to open the advanced plum blossom pile training room?"

"Please note that you should allocate your exercise and rest time reasonably, otherwise you may get half the result with twice the effort, and it is easy to cause irreversible damage and trauma to your body. More haste makes waste."

"Are you still determined to practice the advanced plum blossom pile?"

Jiang Xinghuo hesitated for a moment. Considering his current condition, what he needed was probably not to continue practicing, but to recover the consumed energy and let the effect of the exercise be reflected on his body.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo decided not to continue exercising and chose to rest instead.

"You chose to leave the practice room temporarily."

"You walked out of Henglian Temple."

"You have lit up the shrine of the inn."

"The post station is not far from Henglian Temple, but it has been abandoned for many years in the chaos of the ghost and god division, and there are few people. Do you plan to go in and have a good sleep?"

"You chose to enter the post station. I saw blood everywhere, as well as many broken bones and weapons. I wonder what happened here."

"You planned to rest in this inn for one night and practice again tomorrow, but unfortunately, you never woke up."

"You are dead."

Jiang Xinghuo put down his phone speechlessly, thinking that he deserved it. He had to find a place to rest nearby, otherwise this would not have happened.

"Do you want to use the dog food to revive at the shrine?"

Jiang Xinghuo chose no. He didn't know if it was because of the plum blossom pile, but he felt unprecedented fatigue and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

He went upstairs, took a quick shower, then threw himself on the bed. He covered himself with the quilt and soon began to snore.

Shortly after Jiang Xinghuo fell asleep, his legs began to undergo inexplicable changes.

The muscles under the fascia twisted and squirmed rapidly, and the muscle fibers were twisted and bound together like steel wires, containing strong explosive power. This change gradually disappeared until the early morning.

Jiang Xinghuo was snoring loudly, sleeping soundly with his pillow in his arms, and was completely unaware of the changes in his legs.

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Xinghuo woke up from his sleep, feeling refreshed, his breathing became strong and powerful, and his internal organs seemed to have restarted.

I turned on my phone and saw a video file Lin Tianshou sent me in the middle of the night.

Judging from the background, it should be at the seaside. It is a dark night and the sea is shrouded in fog. A large black ship with flapping sails is looming behind the thick fog.

Jiang Xinghuo frowned slightly and flipped through the text records. If he remembered correctly, he should have seen this ship once.

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“The Hero King’s Expedition Ship (Rare Vehicle). There was once a great inventor in Sumer who used the black iron of the abyss to forge a huge warship.”

"Gilgamesh, the tyrant of the land of two rivers, once conquered the seven seas with this warship and achieved his great achievements. Any civilization that stands in the way of this warship will be destroyed by the violence of the hero king."

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"Hero King (legendary relic), the tyrant who once conquered the Seven Seas Kingdom, and the hero king that everyone is willing to follow. Special talent: He can transform ghosts into his own army of the undead."

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Jiang Xinghuo frowned, Zhuang Zhou realized that the shared live broadcast had something to do with that Celtic?
He was a very tough enemy. Although he had only seen him once and had never fought him head-on, it did not hinder Jiang Xinghuo's understanding of him.

Anyone who can watch his companions die in his hands and remain indifferent is not someone to be trifled with, no matter what the reason.

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a moment, saved the video, then cleared the chat history and pretended he knew nothing.

He also didn't call or send a message to Lin Tianshou to ask what happened last night.

He is just an ordinary shop owner, and he is not willing to get involved unless it is absolutely necessary.

Jiang Xinghuo opened the game while thinking. He still had one day of free time today. The goods from Xiangxi should arrive tomorrow, so he should be busy during the day.

There are quite a few customers coming in these two days, and some even made reservations in advance, which can be said to be very lucky.

"You open your eyes, and the warm sunlight shines on the corpse. The beautiful earth of the world welcomes another rich and fulfilling day."

"After a night's rest, the fatigue in your body has faded away. What are you going to do now?"

"Would you like to continue training at Henglian Temple? Or would you like to explore this post station first?"

"Based on the traces left in the post station, a large-scale fight must have taken place here many years ago. The battle between the two sides was very tragic, and ended with one side being completely wiped out."

Seeing this, Jiang Xinghuo did not rush to Henglian Temple for training, but chose to explore the post station first.

"You chose to explore the inn, gained something, and discovered something."

"You have found a broken letter written in blood."

"The Broken Blood Letter. You read this blood letter written on the rag and learned the cause and effect of the incident."

"That was at the beginning of the Geju War. King Taiping and Lord Wu fought a great battle here to fight for the ownership of Longmen. Countless people were killed and wounded on both sides."

"King Taiping's brother led a lone army deep into the city, hoping to coordinate internal and external forces and seize the city during the chaos, but he was discovered by the disciples of the martial master and ended up being killed without a complete body."

"This blood letter was left behind before it died. It contains the last bit of its blood and flesh."

"If you can return this blood letter to King Taiping, I believe you will be rewarded handsomely."

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