Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

After entering the room, Song Xuan began to rummage around. Soon, he found hidden weapons, daggers, poisons, knockout smoke, and detoxification pills.

"Brother, we're just going to kill a few minions. Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?"

"You know nothing!" Song Xuan rolled his eyes at him. "The world is treacherous. How many heroes have capsized and died at the hands of these minions!

Compared to those veterans, we are just rookies, so it never hurts to be more prepared to save our lives!"

As he spoke, he picked up a breastplate and was about to hand it to his sister.

Victoria Song was a little disgusted and patted her rather large chest, "This thing is so tight on me, can I not wear it?"

"Either you bring it yourself, or I'll stuff it in for you. Your choice!"

Victoria Song hummed twice, took the breastplate and stuffed it into her clothes, then looked down at the bottles and jars that her brother was fiddling with.

She casually pointed to a bottle and asked, "Brother, what medicine is this?"

"Hehuan Powder!"

"Ah? Aphrodisiac!"

"Keep your voice down!" Song Xuan glanced outside the door and said in a low voice, "You know quite a lot!"

Victoria Song smiled awkwardly, "It's all thanks to you, brother!"

Seeing that her brother ignored her and stuffed a bunch of bottles into his arms, Victoria Song asked nervously, "Brother, what are you doing with that Hehuan Powder? Can't the girls in the brothel satisfy you?

Could it be you, the flower thief who appeared outside the city recently?

If you really have this hobby, take me with you when you come back. I'll keep watch for you outside the door!"

The corners of Song Xuan's mouth twitched twice, "You are really my good sister!"

As he spoke, he patted the bottle in his arms and whispered, "Poison is useless against powerful masters, but Hehuan Powder is not poison. If used at the right time, even a congenital master can be knocked down!"

Victoria Song was a little unconvinced, "If it's not poison, then what is it?"

Song Xuan considered his words for a moment and said seriously, "A health supplement for aphrodisiac use!"

Chapter 3 Song Xuan's Strength

After packing up their things, the brother and sister left the imperial capital and rode on the blue-maned horses, the standard mounts of the Xuanyi Guards, and headed towards the Langlang Mountain area.

On the way, Song Xuan's mind moved, and a transparent module similar to the game player's attribute panel appeared in front of him.

"Name: Song Xuan."

Age: 20

Position: Xuanyiwei Third-class Guard

Realm: (cultivating the three elements of essence, energy and spirit) the ninth level of the acquired realm

Jianghu Reputation: Newcomer

Pet: Black Guard Blue Mane Horse

Internal Kung Fu: "Pure Yang Wuji Tongzi Kung Fu" (Heavenly-level Kung Fu), Family Heirloom Xuanbing Jin (Innate-level Kung Fu)

Martial arts: Xuanyiwei basic boxing and kicking, basic knife skills, basic sword skills.

Elementary hidden weapon throwing technique, elementary iron vest, elementary light skill flying on the grass

Equipment: Xuanyiwei standard soft armor, standard long sword, dagger, hidden weapons, stones, poison

Mission: Suppress Bandits (mission in progress)

...

After closing the property panel, Song Xuan pondered for a moment.

This is the result of his seventeen years of practice since he traveled through time, and his academic bias is a bit serious.

His internal strength training was at a high level, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the innate realm, but his martial arts skills were extremely poor.

Simply put, he is now a mobile turret with deep internal strength, surging blood and energy in his body, and mental strength reaching the limit of the acquired realm, but he lacks powerful output skills.

There is no other way. If you want to get powerful martial arts, you either have to join a sect or become a high-ranking member of the Xuanyi Guard, but both of these are not easy to achieve.

Song Xuan is not the kind of person who likes to make trouble. He knows very well that the basis for his survival in this world is the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu.

Instead of taking the risk of going out to learn martial arts, it is better to stay in the imperial capital and practice hard behind closed doors. As long as the internal strength is high enough and the cultivation is strong enough, even if the martial arts skills are poor, even if it is just basic swordsmanship, you can still stab someone to death!

After all, it is a celestial-level martial art, and its power is far beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts. Theoretically speaking, as long as he lives long enough, there is a high probability that he can become the legendary celestial-level existence.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was founded on military force, martial arts were prevalent, and many martial arts masters emerged.

The levels of warriors are mainly divided into five major realms - mortal, acquired, innate, master, and grand master.

Song Xuan has always suspected that he might have traveled to the martial arts world game developed in his previous life, or to a world similar to it, because the background and martial arts level divisions of this world are almost the same.

The three realms of the ordinary level: training the skin, training the tendons, and training the flesh.

The ninth level of acquired cultivation: The internal force reaches the five internal organs and tempers the limbs. The internal force is endless, one will not drown in water, and every move has the power of ten thousand pounds.

The three innate flowers: the strength of the physical body condenses into the flower of essence, the innate true qi condenses into the flower of qi, and the spiritual power condenses into the flower of spirit.

Grandmaster: The three flowers gather at the top of the head and merge into one, which can be transformed into the spirit of martial arts. His understanding of martial arts is unique, and one person can form an army.

Grandmaster: Evolved the realm of martial arts, with the power of heaven and earth blessing him with a wave of his hand, thousands of armies were frightened away, and he could control an entire country by himself!

And above the Grand Master, there is a nearly mythical level, the Celestial Level!

However, no one has ever reached this level since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty three hundred years ago. When Song Xuan was planning in his previous life, he only used this level as a background.

However, games are just games. The world Song Xuan is in now is a living world with flesh and blood. Many things cannot be simply understood according to the games in his previous life.

For example, if in the game, Song Xuan accepted the bandit suppression mission of the Xuanyiwei, he only needed to arrive at the designated location and then rush into the mountain stronghold to kill people.

But at this moment, in a village a hundred miles away from Langlang Mountain, Song Xuan and Song Qian encountered the Langlang Mountain bandits who had just come down the mountain to rob!

More than a dozen bandits were eating and drinking in the village. Among them, several bandits were holding village women in their arms. While drinking and eating meat, they kept touching the women's bodies, looking very happy.

A village of hundreds of people was bullied by a dozen horse thieves, but no one dared to stand up. Of course, it's not that no one stood up, but those who did were already lying in a pool of blood and became souls under the knife.

"It's better to be a thief! I used to work as a guard, doing tiring work. I couldn't even afford to marry a wife.

It’s different now. I can eat meat whenever I want and play with women whenever I want. I feel as happy as a god!

After a few drinks, one of the bandits sighed in a daze, "This life has not been lived in vain!"

"Brother Wang is right. Having food to eat, drinks to drink, and girls to sleep with—isn't that what people want in life to be happy?"

As he spoke, the horse thief began to tear the clothes of the village woman in his arms. After eating and drinking to his heart's content, his sexual desire was aroused, and he was about to start doing it in public.

However, just as he was about to untie his belt, he found two young people coming from a distance. The woman in particular was very pretty and extremely adorable.

In an instant, he felt that the village woman under him was no longer attractive!

Pushing the village woman away casually, the horse thief stood up swiftly, drew the long knife from his waist, and grinned at Song Qian, "I was just in high spirits, and this young lady came to me on her own. Come here quickly and let us have some fun!"

Song Qian was furious and drew her sword to attack, but was stopped by Song Xuan.

"You stay behind and hold the line. I'll test their strength first!"

It was his first time killing someone, so Song Xuan did not dare to be careless. He used all his strength to activate the pure internal force of the Chunyang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu, and then performed the basic light skill of flying on the grass.

With a whoosh sound, Song Xuan's figure left a shadow and appeared in front of the horse thief in an instant.

Before the man could react, Song Xuan threw a simple straight punch at the man's chest.

Bang!

Blood and flesh splattered, bones shattered, and Song Xuan's fist, powered by his internal strength, was like a cannonball hitting tofu, and with one punch, it pierced his chest!

"Grass!"

Cursing inwardly, Song Xuan pulled out his bloody fist and pushed the horse thief to the ground with some disgust. He really didn't expect that this guy was so weak.

"It's a master, run away!"

Among the horse thieves, someone cried out in surprise. The leader reacted the fastest and jumped on his horse to escape.

But before he could urge his horse to flee, he suddenly heard a clanging sound of sword. The next moment, a bright sword light flashed, and his huge head flew up.

At the same time, the horse under him was also chopped off. Half of its body was broken, and blood splattered, staining a large area of ​​mud red.

Song Xuan looked at the sword in his hand and was a little surprised. How could the basic sword technique be so powerful when it was fully exerted?

But then he realized that it was not his basic swordsmanship that was so powerful, but his pure Yang internal force that was extremely strong.

After all, it is the internal force cultivated by the heavenly-level skills. Even the most basic boxing and swordsmanship, with the blessing of pure yang internal force, can also burst out with the powerful power of breaking monuments and splitting rocks!

Chapter 4: Kill a few monsters and get a skill book?

Outside the village, there is a hillside of medium size.

On the hillside, two men wearing conical hats were looking into the distance. One of them was dressed in black, holding a pen in one hand and a small notebook in the other, seemingly recording something.

If you look closely, you can see the word "excellent" faintly recorded on it, and below the word "excellent", there is also a separate comment "brutal".

"Song Yuanshan's children are quite impressive!"

Closing the small notebook, the man who was responsible for keeping records looked at the bodies lying on the ground outside the village and exclaimed, "I've always heard that the children of the Song family are not very ambitious and only want to live a carefree life. I didn't expect them to be so cruel when they really get into trouble!"

The other person also nodded and smiled, "It's indeed a bit beyond my expectation. He punched through the chest with one punch. This Song Xuan's family-inherited ice energy must have been cultivated to a high level. In the acquired realm, there are really few who dare to say that their internal energy is stronger than his!

This martial art...”

The man hesitated for a moment. "These bandits are too weak. They can basically kill one with one sword. It's hard to tell how skilled they are. But judging by the speed at which the Song Xuan brothers and sisters draw their swords, their swordsmanship should be pretty good."

The man holding the small notebook smiled with satisfaction and said, "These two are born to be Xuanyiwei... Let's go, it's time to go back and report.

Oh, and inform the brothers down below that the Langlang Mountain bandits are no longer useful. Tell them to clean them up immediately. It's disgusting to see these scum live even one more day!"

The other man nodded, but still muttered, "Clearing out the bandits is the responsibility of the local government, but we, the Xuanyi Guard, have to clean up the mess. It seems that the government offices here are really rotten."

The man in black sighed and said, "Let's go. That's the business of the masters above, not ours."

As soon as they finished speaking, they tapped the ground with their toes and shot out like sharp arrows, disappearing into the woods in a flash.

......

At the entrance of the village at the foot of the mountain.

Song Qian pulled the long sword out from the neck of the last bandit, casually swung the sword in a flower shape to shake off the blood on the tip of the sword, and looked at Song Xuan with some pride.

"Brother, killing people is much easier than I thought. You prepared so many bottles and jars, but you won't use them at all!"

"It's best if I don't have to use it! I hope I never have to use it in my lifetime."

Song Xuan let out a sigh of relief. It was his first time killing someone, and he felt a little uncomfortable. On the other hand, Song Qian, the little girl, was smiling and not afraid at all.

This kind of character really makes him a natural killer!

"The mission is accomplished, so can I take out this breastplate of mine? It's so hard and not comfortable at all." As she said that, Victoria Song was about to reach into her arms.

Song Xuan glared at her and said, "Remember this, there are countless masters in this world. Don't think you are invincible just because you killed a few petty thieves!"

"Got it!" Victoria shrugged, and under her brother's gaze, she didn't dare to take off her breastplate. "Be cautious, be cautious. I understand. You've been saying this for more than ten years."

It was the first time for Song Qian to go out with her brother to kill someone, and she was in a very good mood.

She had dreamed of becoming a swordsman since she was a child, but unfortunately, her brother was too prudent and always forbade her to leave the capital at will, which made her dream of becoming a swordsman unable to be realized.

God bless her, when she was eighteen years old, her dream of punishing the strong and helping the weak in the martial arts world finally began!

After sheathing her sword, Victoria Song turned around and looked at the villagers. In an instant, her beautiful mood suddenly became not so beautiful.

Because she didn't see any look of gratitude and admiration that she expected, but instead saw fear and panic in the eyes of the villagers.

What do you mean?

This lady has solved the bandit problem for you, and it would be fine if you weren't grateful, but you looked at us as if you were avoiding snakes and scorpions. Do I look really ferocious?

Song Xuan, on the other hand, seemed to understand something. He hung his sword around his waist and took out a token from his arms. His voice was loud and majestic.

"The Xuanyi Guards are investigating the case and have been ordered to eliminate the banditry in Langlang Mountain. Those who are not involved should return home immediately!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the attitudes of the villagers, who were originally in a panic, suddenly changed drastically. The old man who looked like the village chief was so happy that he was supported by others and walked out, and kowtowed to Song Xuan.

"My Lord, you are finally here!"

A villager bravely stepped forward and asked, "Sir, is what you said true? Are the Xuanyi Guards really going to suppress the bandits?"