Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

The groom was driving when he suddenly felt a jolt in the car, as if a gust of wind whizzed by.

At the same time, he felt that his whole body was floating with the car.

In the blink of an eye, the rut and the horse's hooves left the ground, completely turning into a speeding car.

The horse let out a frightened neighing sound in an instant, and was controlled by the experienced coachman again.

In the coachman's perception, it seems that there are countless invisible arms that are dragging the carriage forward.

After a while, he glanced at the carriage behind him in fear, guessing that it might be the son who did it.

Yes, Ji Que felt the mystery of the so-called seven-point return to vitality at the moment when his comprehension was injected into the cheat book.

Qifen refers to seven different martial arts, which originally restrained each other, but because they are integrated into one, they also show the direction of mutual growth and flow endlessly.

Among them, he saw the incomparably fierce boxing technique, the palm technique of opening and closing, and the hammer technique of breaking mountains and cracking ground.

The seven martial arts are integrated into one, and in an instant, it seems that a seven-armed god and Buddha emerged from the carriage, dragging the carriage forward in the air.

Similarly, Ji Que could feel the magical effect of the seven martial arts when attacking together.

With a bang, one of the transparent vigor arms threw a punch, the air twisted and deformed, and then another arm threw a slamming hammer.

With a bang, the coachman only felt a thunderous sound, and a huge hole appeared in the forest below, and gravel splashed like rain.

Yes, there are many combinations of the seven martial arts, and the most direct effect of combining them is to "increase crit".

The so-called "seven points are destined, three points depend on hard work." This is what it means.

The effect of this critical strike is far greater than the power of martial arts itself. If it is stacked again and again, it will be an extremely terrifying killing move.

But it's a test of luck, every time a critical strike goes straight to the sky, but without a critical strike, it doesn't affect the normal damage.

In short, it is all earned.

But Ji Que is so lucky

It took a long time for a stick of incense to float in the air before the carriage landed again.

If the male coachman with this face hadn't been facially paralyzed, he would have shown the same panic expression as these horses.

Thinking of the fairy-like trick just now, the coachman couldn't help being more in awe of the passengers in the carriage, and at the same time full of sense of security.

It is a long way to go to the mountains of Shudi, maybe you will encounter some bandits and wild beasts.

Ordinary bandits and beasts are fine, but if he encounters someone with a tricky idea, his second-level ability may not be able to protect the guests well.

Now there is no such worry, the guest himself is a big boss.

Along the way, Ji Que saw the driver's superb driving skills.

Sometimes when passing a narrow section of road with a cliff on one side and a mountain wall on the other, the driver can turn with one wheel.

Yes, we must know that horses are alive and will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. To achieve this level, the horse and man must be united.

After using up my savvy, there was nothing unexpected except that I met a group of bandits who should be peasants who had just fallen into the grass along the way.

The main reason is that those mountain thieves look too good, and they all suffer like skinny bones. The weapons in their hands are either hoes or rolling pins, and their equipment is extremely poor.

The coachman had practiced before, and after some counter-beating, those bandits were beaten to tears.

Weeping loudly, looking miserable, making Ji Que and the others seem like villains.

On the way, Ji Que and the coachman exchanged their driving skills, and the other party said modestly: "Young master, I am stupid, and I am only familiar with my hands."

After ten and a half days of traveling, Ji Que and the coachman arrived at the edge of Bashu.

Arriving here, the cliffs are indeed overwhelming, and the difficulty of the Shu Road is also vividly reflected.

Sometimes, the carriage travels along the winding mountain road between the cliffs, with cliffs on one side and an endless sea of ​​clouds on the other.

The horse-drawn carriage running here sometimes looks like flying in the sea of ​​clouds.

When we got here, the so-called "Flower Car Workshops exist wherever there are people" has disappeared.

Yes, the coachman line is in a field that the car workshop has not touched.

Ji Que saw that the road ahead was dangerous, so he got out of the car, paid the driver a hundred taels of silver, and said, "Brother, this is it."

The honest-faced coachman said gratefully: "Thank you, guest."

After that, the rest of the road is Ji Que walking alone.

He walked among the high mountains, feeling the danger and beauty of this landscape.

There are many mountains and mountains, and green waves haunt and haunt. Ji Que walks inside alone, feeling endless loneliness and desolation.

Sometimes I don’t meet a single person for ten days and a half months, and the only thing to accompany him is the chirping of apes, the singing of birds, the fallen leaves that have rotted for an unknown number of years, and the hanging coffins that seem to grow on the cliffs that I meet by chance.

People walking among them seem to be swallowed up by this desolation at any time.

Sometimes I can't help but feel flustered, and Ji Que can only rely on the Qianji Sword to relieve his fatigue, and pry open a few hanging coffins to see if he can hit a ghost.

Occasionally, he came across one or two villages and towns. He was very happy to go there, but when he entered, he found that they were all deserted.

There is no one in the village or town, and weeds grow wantonly on the roof and walls, like mildew on a corpse.

During this period of time, Ji Que felt like he didn't know the age.

Until this day, he walked through an air full of fragrance, and felt that he had come to a certain piece of pure land.

As a result, in the next moment, the true energy in his body circulated automatically, forcing out the breathed air, and only then did he know that the fragrant air was poison.

But after passing through this fragrant and poisonous miasma, the outlines of some small towns appeared vaguely.

Seeing a living person after so many days, Ji Que was naturally happy, feeling like returning to the human world.

Outside the small town is a patch of farmland and tea gardens cultivated along gentle hillsides, and busy figures can be vaguely seen in the fields.

But while walking, Ji Que still found something wrong.

That is, it seems that most of the people working in the field are women, and occasionally one or two men who come to deliver food can be seen.

How to put it, some women on the road always looked at him with squinting eyes.

Ji Que thought that he hadn't eaten hot and cooked food for a long time, so he entered the small town.

Don't say that this small town is quite lively, with many street vendors.

But Ji Que always felt weird, because on this road, he had already seen many big men with chest hair sitting at the door embroidering.

Suddenly, he walked into a street, and was greeted by noisy voices.

"Miss, come in quickly."

"People are waiting for you."

"Listen to the music on the hook bar, beautiful men sing naked."

Immediately afterwards, Ji Que saw countless men in light gauze outfits, some with burly chests and hairy chests, or some with fair faces and delicate appearances.

They all stood on or under the attic, holding scarves in their hands, twisting their thick waists and swinging their hips, seducing women to play.

At this moment, Ji Que only felt that his scalp was numb and his eyes were going to be blind.

What the hell is this a duck street?