Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

Although it was still a temporary building yesterday, after confirming the era I am in and making sure I cannot go back in the short term, living here as a base is a good choice.

"Eh? This is actually big enough."

Fujiwara no Mokou looked towards the log cabin.

To be honest, even if it is a temporary residence, the wooden house built by the gods and generals is quite huge.

This is mainly because the trees of this era are very tall.

Even after it was divided, not counting the part that was driven underground, the part exposed on the surface is still 4 or 5 meters high.

The length and width are between 8 and 10 meters, and the actual indoor area is nearly square meters according to modern calculations, which is more than enough for two people to live in.

The only flaw that can be considered is that the walls are made entirely of solid wood, the ceiling is also made of solid wood, and the color is very monotonous.

Another reason is that the plate is sealed directly with solid wood and there is no design such as ventilation or windows.

The only source of light is the main entrance which is not enclosed

Although it is the same at night, the house will inevitably appear a little dim during the day.

But this is nothing. After all, with the agility of the God General, he doesn't even need light to see things.

But considering Fujiwara no Mokou, he still felt that he needed to find something that could glow to serve as a light source.

During the Heian period when monsters were rampant, there must have been a lot of luminous objects.

If he really can't find it, he has a final backup plan.

That is to find some glowing ghosts and hang them in the middle of the house to act as a light source.

While that might cool the room down a bit, it's also an easy and practical way to provide some light.

"If there's nothing, it might be enough, but if you want to live here for a long time, you need to store a lot of things, so it won't be enough... Oh, that's not right. If you can't see inside from the outside, maybe going down is a better choice?"

All the generals and ministers had previously thought of building a few more wooden houses on the side, or using logs to surround the small house, making it into an inner and outer layer of circles.

But he thought of the blood sea hell he had visited before.

It was an independent space completely underground.

Considering that this era is so barbaric, there is a greater chance of being noticed if you put important things in the open.

It might be a more reasonable option to go directly down along the log cabin and dig out a huge underground space.

"If we use wood to reinforce it, maybe it will work... No, in that case, we still need to build a big house. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with the excavated debris. It seems that we also need to consider the stability of the underground space."

All the generals and ministers had this thought and started thinking about it immediately.

He remembered that the most important thing about excavating underground space was to consider the problem of landslides. Without sufficient structural support, the underground world would easily collapse.

"Oh, no, before I can think about these things...I need to make you stronger first."

When he was thinking halfway, Kaishin Shōchen saw Fujiwara no Mokou observing the decoration from the side.

A thought flashed through my mind, and I suddenly realized that these things should be postponed to later.

The reason why Fujiwara no Moko has been wandering around in a daze until now, apart from the times itself, is also related to the fact that she has no power.

Although she has not yet explained her immortality to the gods and generals, her other special abilities are not hidden.

Fujiwara no Mokou during this period was truly immortal, and other than that she was just an ordinary human being. Her ability to endure pain was far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Make me stronger?"

Because she was mentioned, Fujiwara no Mokou shifted her attention away from the decoration and said with some confusion that she felt it was a bit sudden.

"That's right. If you had the power to fight back, at least the situation before wouldn't have happened."

"But I am......"

"I know you want to die... But, your desire to die does not conflict with your power. Just like before, once you regret your decision and want to live, you must have enough power to resist."

"Even if you say so, I don't know what to do."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

All the gods and generals thought about the training methods that normal humans could accept, and gradually formed some ideas in their minds.

Chapter 92 Bloody Soil

“1、2、1、2、1、2………………我说将臣，这样锻炼真的有用吗？”

"The basics are the most important. In short, just practice. There's nothing else to do anyway."

"That being said, it just feels so ordinary."

After several days, the generals and ministers of the gods built a larger wooden house not far from the log cabin.

However, this building has fewer walls than the one next to it. There are entrances on all four sides, and only the roof is tightly covered.

Perhaps it can't be called a house, it can only be called a platform.

After all, it is used to dig underground passages.

Therefore, all the gods and generals thought it would be more convenient to make the four sides, except the top, easier to pass through.

In front of the platform, Fujiwara no Mokou stood there obediently, punching left and right continuously under the guidance of Kaishin Shōomi.

However, this overly simple and even boring action made the previously quite obedient Fujiwara no Mokou couldn't help but complain.

There was no way, she really couldn't see how punching like that had anything to do with becoming stronger.

"I can't help it. I don't know any magic or anything like that. You can't learn the way I become stronger. This is the only way. The key is to keep swinging with the same motion."

"But this is too ordinary, it's just a punch, you didn't even say how to punch... It's too perfunctory to say just do whatever I want."

"I can't help it. I really don't know."

Faced with Fujiwara no Momoko's questioning, Kaishin Shōchen really had no way to refute.

When he punches and attacks every day, he basically only focuses on one point: great force can create miracles.

He never learned any techniques or correct ways, he just used his instincts to do what he thought was possible.

"But why punch? There are many other ways to practice."

"Hmm... Because I heard that there was once a man who prayed sincerely every day and then punched, doing it ten thousand times a day. He repeated this and became the strongest person who could punch out the Guanyin Fist with his fist."

"Huh? What is the Fist of Guanyin? I've never heard of such a thing... Hmm, is he a very powerful person in the past?"

Although Kaishin Shōchen spoke in a sloppy manner, the new and novel things she had never heard of still attracted some interest from Fujiwara no Moko.

But she couldn't figure out what this so-called Guanyin Fist was.

"It's the kind of punch where you clearly strike first, but the opponent who strikes later hits you before being touched. It's a very strange move..."

"Strike first after being struck? It sounds like the ability of some great practitioner... But do you really think I can do it?"

Kaishin Shoshin spoke very seriously. Fujiwara no Momoko had no doubts about what he told her, but she didn't think she could do the same thing.

This is just like when you listen to stories about extraordinary people, you marvel at their abilities, but you don't think you can do it yourself.

“Even if you can’t do it, as long as you persevere and do the same thing every day, after a long time, you will find that it all makes sense.”

"If you say so..."

After this conversation, although Fujiwara no Mokou still had some doubts, she no longer had any doubts about throwing the punch.

"But it will take a long time to learn it well... I'll go see if I can find some spells for you to learn later."

As Fujiwara no Mokou waved his fist, Kaishin Shoin was ready to start today's homework.

After all, the platform has been built and we can try to dig down.

Because this is an excavation operation, Cong Yuwan is not suitable for this kind of operation.

All the generals and ministers of the gods directly accelerated their blood flow by about five times, maintaining this state and using their bodies as mining tools.

【Shua】

I saw the general of all gods thrust his arm, and his palm pierced into the ground like piercing cheese, and then cut vertically to the side.

"Hmm... This is more energy than I thought. I should probably increase the speed by 10 times."

It's not that he can't cut through the ground even with the blood accelerated 5 times, but the solidity of the ground was a little beyond his expectations.

From top to bottom, it is quite easy with the bonus of speed, but without any assistance, the power of the gods is a little insufficient for cutting horizontally.

This accelerated his blood flow tenfold, causing the blood in his body to flow slowly.

"The bleeding rate is about 2 ml per second, right? In my condition, it can continue for about 25 hours. For safety reasons, I can only work for 8 hours a day at most."

All the generals of the gods estimated their own lifespans. Without counting the self-recovery, the continuous state of micro-bleeding at ten times the speed could last for more than a day. Taking the self-recovery into account, maybe they could even live forever.

But to be on the safe side, he did not calculate his recovery, but only estimated how long his current state could last.

"Although I've heard that Tengu will bring blood and gore, I didn't expect it to be a literal blood and gore."

Fujiwara no Mei's red eyes unconsciously drifted towards Kaishin Shōomi as she threw a punch at the side.

In fact, she still had some doubts about the true forms of all the gods and generals.

After all, it's rare to see a monster that bleeds all over the ground once the state comes, especially one that seems to be full of energy and shows no signs of weakness.

But since the general of the gods called himself Tengu, she just assumed it was him. If it weren't for the bleeding state, he did look quite similar. Perhaps it was a subspecies.

"Hey, the speed increase is one thing, but the ground seems easier to dig after it's stained with blood."

On the side, without caring what Fujiwara no Momoko thought, Kaishin General Chen cut the ground into a square piece of soil with his arms.

And he noticed that the originally hard soil became easier to cut after it came into contact with his blood.

For some reason, the cut pieces of soil became more condensed, and some blood-red stuff was surging in them.

But when he reached out and touched it, he found that the cut soil was still easy to cut, perhaps there was no change.

"wrong!"

Considering that blood becomes easy to cut after contact with soil, it is not objective for him to touch it with blood on his own.

So the general stopped the acceleration of his blood, picked up an ordinary stone from the side, and gently tapped the blood-colored soil.

【Dang】【Dang】

The collision of the stone and the bloody soil made a rather strange sound.

"In this case, perhaps..."

When the generals of all gods heard the wrong sound, their eyes lit up and they used more strength to try to press it into the blood-colored soil through the stone.

Although it was very difficult, he managed to push it in a little bit, but the solidity of the soil was far beyond what it should be.

Chapter 93 Thunder

Pierce, stroke, cut, and remove.

All the gods and generals continued to perform this repetitive action, and blood-colored soil was continuously carried out from underground and piled up in the pavilion.

"Sure enough, if I use the soil stained with my blood as a support, it will still be strong even if I dig deeper."

Every time the generals dug one square down, they dug two squares forward, then dug one square down, and repeated this cycle. They dug 3 to 40 meters deep, and then started digging underground caves forward.

Originally, he also had to consider things like load-bearing capacity and soil collapse on top.

But since he discovered that the piece of soil stained with his blood was unusually solid.

Every time they dug a certain distance, the generals and ministers of the gods would turn back and smear the soil on the ceiling with blood, so that the soil on the top would all become a blood-colored block.

In this way, as long as the layer of blood-colored soil is not dug up, the soil separated by the blood-colored soil blocks will not be able to collapse downwards.

However, for safety reasons, he still piled some blood-colored soil blocks on the ceiling in every corner of this excavated space as support pillars.

As long as this is done at regular intervals, and there is no external destruction or any crustal movement, the underground caves here should continue to exist.

The only problem was that things were progressing faster than General Jie Shen had expected. He actually hadn't figured out what to do with this underground cave. It couldn't possibly be used to store food or something. There was no need for that at all.

However, this kind of infrastructure work is very similar to the old simulation management games. As they dig, the generals and ministers recalled the time when they played this kind of game in the past.

He could obviously stop digging and do it next time, but he just couldn't stop. When he looked back, he saw a large cave several dozen meters long and wide appearing under the log cabin he had built.

"Hey, Jiang Chen, I caught a pheasant today!"