Douluo Heavens Upgrade

Time flies, three years pass by

Chen Xiaoming's journey to become a mortal medical saint was not smooth. On the contrary, it can be said to be quite difficult. Due to his personality, his understanding of cause and effect has been slow to progress, but Chen Xiaoming no longer insists on this.

Traveling all the way west, treating illnesses and rescuing people, Chen Xiaoming has saved hundreds of people in three years. Of course, there are also some gangsters who come to make trouble, but for Chen Xiaoming, just solving them casually can be regarded as justice for God.

If Chen Xiaoming got into trouble with him, they could only say that they didn't read the almanac when they went out.

In the past three years, in addition to curing diseases and rescuing people, and understanding the ways of mortals, Chen Xiaoming was once again on the road to understanding the origin of time and blood.

In the first ten years, because I deliberately followed Wang Lin's path, I neglected my original understanding, but now I have regained my grasp on it.

After all, his cultivation was obtained by cheating, and his bloodline origin and origin were the foundation.

For Chen Xiaoming, the avenue of cause and effect is nothing more than a matter of luck when I get it and fate when I lose it. Everything depends on fate.

Anyway, I am just struggling. It only takes a hundred years, but it passes in an instant. I don't have to practice hard, so I naturally have plenty of time to try it.

It was windy and snowy, in the deep winter, in the bitter cold northwest of the Level Cultivation Country. Chen Xiaoming was wrapped in a white fur coat. Although his face was deliberately changed with magic, he still couldn't conceal his delicacy.

"Huh, it should be here soon."

Taking out a map from his pocket, Chen Xiaoming looked at it carefully, confirmed his location, then chose a direction and walked over.

The wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and Chen Xiaoming's figure gradually moved away, disappearing in the wind and snow.

half an hour later

In the wind and snow, Chen Xiaoming's eyes were blocked by the wind and snow, but his cultivation was still clearly visible even though he was thousands of meters away.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the outline of a huge city is vaguely visible. On the outer walls of the city, there are thick layers of ice, echoing the snowy sky.

"arrive."

With a soft whisper in his mouth, he slowly took steps towards the city in the snow.

Hancha City is the northwest border city of the fourth-level cultivation country Yun Kaiguo. It is located under the Yunluo Snow Mountain. A mountain away from it is the Luoxia Kingdom, which is also a fourth-level cultivation country. The two countries are separated by the Yunluo Snow Mountain. As a boundary, Hancha City exists at the foot of the snow mountain.

Stepping into the city gate, Chen Xiaoming glanced at the surrounding streets. In this bitter cold place, even the street shops looked a bit lonely. There were not many pedestrians on the streets, and they were all wrapped in thick masks. Coat, in a hurry.

On the road, except for the main road in the middle, there were soldiers in twos and threes clearing the snow. The rest of the road was also covered with snow.

After selecting a restaurant, Chen Xiaoming walked straight over and entered the restaurant in just a moment.

There were not many people in the restaurant. The owner of the restaurant was missing, and the young waiter was lying listlessly on the table taking a nap. He didn't even wake up when the guests came in.

Chen Xiaoming's steps slowed down, and he couldn't help but frown. He was about to change to another restaurant, but when his consciousness swept away, he paused again.

There is only one restaurant in this large Hancha city!

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xiaoming stayed, chose a seat by the window, and put the baggage behind him aside.

"Little Er, drink up!"

The crisp sound rang out and reached the ears of the young waiter who was taking a nap not far away. Even the waiter's body trembled, and then he woke up suddenly. He raised his head and looked around. Even Chen Xiaoming was staring at him intently.

"Waiter, bring me a jug of good wine and a few dishes of side dishes."

With a soft command from his mouth, Chen Xiaoming turned around without saying a word and looked out the window. Snowflakes were dancing in the air. Chen Xiaoming's eyes were shining brightly and he was staring at it deeply.

"boom."

A loud noise came from the second floor, interrupting Chen Xiaoming's thoughts. When he looked up, he saw a thin middle-aged man hitting the door, breaking it open, and falling from the second floor.

"Ok?"

Chen Xiaoming frowned. The place where the other party fell happened to be exactly where he was.

"go."

Without moving lazily, Chen Xiaoming flicked his fingers, and an invisible wave shot out, hitting the man's back. Immediately, the man's direction changed and he turned slightly to the side.

"Boom."

The man hit the ground hard, his face turned red, his blood surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"call out."

At the stairs on the second floor, a figure descended floatingly, looking down at all living beings, with a somewhat hypocritical smile on his face.

"I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Ouyang would be hiding here."

The man in the air looked like he was only in his twenties, but his whole body exuded a unique aura.

"Interesting, there are actually practitioners."

Sitting on his seat, unmoved, Chen Xiaoming glanced at the young man. His cultivation level can be seen through at a glance.

The ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage is not very high, it is the lowest level of immortal cultivator.

However, such cultivation is difficult for ordinary people to resist.

His eyes swept over the thin middle-aged man who fell down. Although there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy in the man's body, he was seriously injured and his cultivation was ruined. He was no different from a mortal.

"I'm already a cripple, are the sect still unwilling to let me go?"

The thin man seemed not to be surprised at the arrival of this moment, but there was deep regret in his eyes.

He used to be the genius of the sect, but he took a wrong step and ended up in such a state that the sect was not willing to let him go even if he became a useless person.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, I don't need to say more about the sect."

The young man shook his head. The sect had strict rules. He understood the experience of the thin man, but he would not show mercy.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you."

Lowering his head as if accepting his fate, the thin man became lifeless for a moment.

Seeing that the other party was so understanding, the young man nodded and without hesitation, he grabbed the man with one hand.

"call out."

At this moment, a fireball shot out not far away and headed straight for the young man.

"Huh? There's someone else!"

With a look of shock in his eyes, the sword behind the young man automatically flew out, slashed out with a sword, and a sword light flew past, splitting the fireball into two.

The young man looked intently and saw a girl of twelve or thirteen years old standing on top of the thin man. She exuded a cultivation level of about the fourth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.

"Not prepared to hurt my father."

The girl stood resolutely in front of the thin man, her clear voice echoing in the field.

The young man's face couldn't help but darken. Thinking that he was forced to retreat by a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, his anger burned for a moment.

"Okay, Senior Brother Ouyang, I really didn't expect you to hand over your skills to her, so don't blame me."

The aura around the young man's body moved, and the spiritual energy in his body moved, and the sword energy exploded in all directions, shredding all the nearby tables and chairs.

As for Chen Xiaoming's position, it happened to be not far away from him. Naturally, he couldn't escape the brilliance.

Slowly retreating back, Chen Xiaoming looked at the young man who wanted to attack a girl and couldn't help but shake his head. .

Just when the young man was about to take action, his body suddenly stagnated, and a cold voice came from behind.

"You broke my table, are you ready to forget about it?"

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