Due to the fusion of memories, he accepted everything about this body without any abruptness.
"Don't worry, I will definitely help you... no, help us find our sister."
Ding Hao clenched his fist and swore in his heart.
As soon as the vows were made, the sadness and longing in my heart finally slowly dissipated.
The last traces of the subconscious mind of the former owner of this body disappeared.
From then on, there was only one Ding Hao who came through time in this world.
After making a random dinner to fill his stomach, Ding Hao began to make the next plan.
If he wants to get his sister Ding Keer back, he must improve his strength.
In this world, casual cultivators have no future. Only by joining the Wenjian Sect can they systematically practice Xuan Gong and martial arts with the help of the sect's resources and experience. The main problem at present is to pass the test and officially join the Wenjian Sect. , is to solve the shortcomings of this body's weak physical strength.
Therefore, he needs to go to a very dangerous place.
Gather a very rare herb.
He found some strong ropes in the house, then rolled up a few sheets, twisted them into ropes and connected them. He felt that the length was almost the same. Ding Hao nodded, coiled all the ropes, slung them over his left shoulder, and connected the rusty handle. With the stained iron sword slung behind his back, he pushed open the door and strode out.
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At this time, the night was already dark.
In the sky, the crescent moon and stars cast a silver gauze on the ground, revealing a cold beauty in the loneliness.
Ding Hao found his direction and ran towards the edge of the garbage cliff at top speed.
In the blink of an eye, under the hazy moonlight, the abrupt stone forest and the miasma-covered cliffs were already faintly visible.
Today there are less than fifteen days left before the entrance examination of Wenjian Sect.
For Ding Hao, every minute is extremely precious.
He must seize the time to strengthen his strength.
However, someone happened to disturb him at this time -
"Hey, isn't this Ding Hao, who has the reputation of [The Pig Who Asks the Sword]? What? Are you in such a hurry and going to dig out pig food in the garbage?"
A harsh and mocking voice sounded.
Under the clear moonlight, four or five teenagers aged 13 or 14 walked out of the thorny stone forest with evil expressions and blocked Ding Hao's way.
The old Ding Hao was too stupid and stubborn and often did stupid things, so he was given a mocking nickname by some good people. It was called "The Pig of Wenjian", which means the number one stupid person on Wenjian Mountain. pig.
These four or five teenagers spend their days doing nothing, making trouble in the slums, and often enjoy bullying Ding Hao.
Especially the leading black young man.
His name is Zhao Xingcheng, he is thirteen years old and he is also a member of this slum.
Unlike Ding Hao, Zhao Xingcheng's parents are still alive and he doesn't have to work hard to support himself. He is quite qualified in martial arts. He took the entrance examination of Wenjian Sect last year and almost passed it. Now after a year of hard training, with his Judging from the current situation, it should not be a problem to join Wenjian Sect this year.
Moreover, it is said that he was lucky enough to get acquainted with a registered disciple of the Wenjian Sect recently, and obtained a set of exercises. He is very successful in practicing, and he is even more arrogant. He is cruel and ruthless at a young age, running rampant in the slums of the back mountain, provoking troubles and causing trouble. Dare to provoke anyone.
In the past, when Ding Hao saw these people, he would definitely stay away from them. If he didn't, he would have to consider himself unlucky. He would definitely stop obediently and not dare to fight back despite being beaten or scolded.
But at this time, the same body is no longer the same soul.
Ding Hao regarded these people as nothing but nothing, without even looking at them.
Ding Hao accelerated his pace, ran with all his strength, bypassed the five people, and continued to run towards the garbage cliff at high speed.
Zhao Xingcheng was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and a hint of evil flashed across his face.
He considered himself the leader of the teenagers in the slums and was used to being domineering. However, he did not expect that this fool who was usually so frightened that he could not even speak clearly when he saw him would become so bold today. He didn't give himself any face at all. Not only did he not dare to kneel down to apologize, but he ignored himself nakedly. It was really unforgivable.
Zhao Xingcheng winked.
The two teenagers beside him rushed out with grinning faces and grabbed Ding Hao from behind.
One of the young men, who was dark and muscular, kicked Ding Hao hard from behind with bad intentions, and hit the crook of Ding Hao's leg.
"roll!"
Ding Hao's face turned cold, his feet were rooted and his shoulders were shaking.
This is exactly the body shape of the basic swordsmanship "Liu Yun" style.
Ding Hao used it almost subconsciously.
"Ouch!"
"Oh my god..."
The expected scene of kicking Ding Hao to the ground did not appear. The two teenagers, who were much stronger than Ding Hao, screamed. Before they understood what happened, they only felt a huge force coming from their arms. It hurt, and I fell out like a gourd rolling on the ground.
Especially the boy with black feet fell even worse. He lay on the ground like a dead pig and couldn't get up.
This unexpected scene made everyone dumbfounded.
"You little bastard, you're fucking looking for death, and you still dare to hit someone?" Zhao Xingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he felt extremely embarrassed and screamed in anger.
With a sullen face, he stamped his feet on the ground, and with a roar, his figure rushed out like a cheetah. He pulled out the long sword from his waist with his backhand, shook his hand, and turned into a cold light, aiming towards Ding Hao's face. Arm stabbed away.
His sword was a move he learned from a disciple of the Wenjian Sect he had recently met, called [Venomous Snake Spit].
The moves are extremely vicious. The long sword is like a poisonous snake spraying venom to hunt for prey.
He actually made up his mind, regardless of life or death, to stab a bloody hole in Ding Hao's body to give him a good breath.
Anyway, Ding Hao was just an orphan who had no one to care for him, so he deserved to die.
To do this just because of a disagreement is really cruel.
When the other teenagers saw Zhao Xingcheng take action, they all cheered loudly.
This sword indeed has some power, which makes people feel cold.
Everyone seems to have seen the scene of Ding Hao rolling on the ground begging for mercy...
but-
Ding ding ding! ! !
Ding Hao did not turn around, but three streaks of red light burst out from his hand, and then the sound of long swords clashing was heard.
Zhao Xingcheng didn't understand what happened. He only felt his eyes blurred, and then there was a burning sensation in his palm. The sword hilt was connected with a huge earthquake. His fingers were sore. He could no longer hold the sword and flew out.
The next moment, a rusty iron sword was pressed against Zhao Xingcheng's throat.
The cold touch was like the tentacles of death, strangling his heart, making his body sweat, like a nightmare.
The hilt of the rusty sword was held in Ding Hao's hand.
"If you mess with me again, I'll kill you." Ding Hao said word for word.
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