Starting from the daily settlement, there will be a left-behind fairy king.

[The following content is a scrapped draft.]

Feel sorry. 】

Especially after seeing his own lifespan, Wen Jiu became even more confident.

30/100.

There are still seventy years left.

"As expected, everyone in the world says that cultivating immortals is good. There is a reason for that. The longevity alone is enough for mortals to envy."

According to memory, most mortals in this world will die in their fifties or sixties, and the rich can only live ten to eight years longer.

Wen Jiu was not surprised by this. After all, the mortals in this world were still in the ancient society, with underdeveloped medical conditions and even worse sanitary conditions. It was considered good enough to live to the age of fifty or sixty before dying.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jiu's gaze fell on the settlement panel.

Although the eight-hour work of killing demons was exhausting, it also increased his demon-killing sword skills by eight experience points.

Eight points of experience is not much.

But hard work pays off.

And clearly visible.

This is what makes Wen Jiu happiest.

Right now, the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique has reached the lower realm with 77 experience points. If I gain another experience points, I should be able to make the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique reach the middle realm.

In this world, whether it is magic or other methods, they are divided into three realms - lower realm, middle realm and upper realm.

Different realm.

Proficiency and lethality also vary.

If the sword technique for exorcising demons could be upgraded to the intermediate level, the efficiency of exorcising demons would be improved, and the efficiency of making money would also be improved.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiu showed a faint smile and glanced at the experience value of Changmo Gong.

At this moment, he has more expectations for his future life.

But it's just expectation.

At the age of thirty, he is no longer full of passion.

Now he is neither happy with things nor sad with himself.

But when Wen Jiu was about to make a fire to cook, he opened his storage bag and found three spiritual sands in it.

One is the leftover from previous rent payment.

One is the reward for releasing the monster.

The other one...

"Fuck!"

"Double salary!"

……

The night passed quietly.

Just like before, Wen Jiu lay down to practice for three hours until dawn.

Early in the morning, Wen Jiu came to the backyard of the butcher shop again, but he didn't expect that he didn't come early enough.

There were already quite a few people standing on the twenty or thirty chopping blocks in the backyard, and the sounds of cutting meat and chopping bones could be heard constantly.

With no one paying attention to him, Wen Jiu found an empty desk and used the whetstone beside him to sharpen the Demon-Slaying Knife.

What was to be dissected today was not a black magic tiger, but a giant fire demon python, ten feet long and three feet wide. Its skin was extremely hard and full of pits, like cooled magma. It took the Demon-Slaying Knife three strokes to penetrate only three-tenths of it.

The Fire Demon Python is not like the Black Demon Tiger and is non-venomous, but it is much tougher than the Black Demon Tiger, so it requires more strength to handle.

of course.

Dissecting a demon is like butchering an ox, both require skills.

The Balrog also has its own unique decomposition techniques.

First open the back and remove the hard shell on the back to reveal the soft part, and only that part can be cut.

After opening the back, the next step is to cut the skin. The entire skin must be cut at one time without stopping, otherwise this python skin will be worthless.

After breaking the skin, comes the simplest yet most difficult part, which is chopping bones and cutting meat. This process is quite physically demanding.

Another eight hours passed.

Wen Jiucai finally completed decomposing the Flame Demon Python.

I don't even want to say I'm tired.

But when the settlement came after midnight, most of the fatigue was instantly swept away.

[Today's Settlement (Lv1——23/10000)]

[Complete eight hours of work as a butcher to kill demons, settlement panel experience +8, spiritual sand +1, demon-killing sword experience +8. ]

[After three hours of Qi training, the settlement panel experience +3, Changmo Gong experience +3. ]

【Wen Jiu】

【Lifespan: 30/100】

[Realm: Qi Training Level 59 (100/)]

[Kung Fu: Changmo Kung Fu, first level (59/100)]

[Skill: Demon-killing Sword Technique (Lower Level 85/100)]

Watching the experience rise.

And double the income.

Wen Jiu smiled with satisfaction again.

But fatigue and sleepiness came over him like a wave, and Wen Jiu could only close the settlement panel, lie down and start to recuperate.

Just like yesterday.

I'm hungry, but I don't want to move.

As soon as I lay down, a feeling of comfort came over me, and the pain in my calves, arms and waist became less painful.

The bed was just too hard.

Terrified.

……

into the night.

A burst of noise startled Wen Jiu from his practice.

Although I was inside the house, as long as I got close to the window, I could clearly hear the discussions of the cultivators on both sides.

On the left is Li Fu.

On the right was a casual Qi training level 1 cultivator who was similar to the original body, but he was a little older.

But they had to run around for three meals a day, so they hardly ever saw each other. When they met, they just nodded and said hello. In the original body's memory, the middle-aged cultivator had a wife and children.

But his children were too young and lacked spiritual roots, so they were not able to practice cultivation and were poisoned to death during a demon invasion.

His wife was heartbroken and died soon after. After that, the middle-aged monk never spoke again.

But today, he seemed to grit his teeth and said, "Since it's already like this, why not rush out and give it a try, maybe I can turn things around. As long as I'm fast enough, I can definitely pick up that top-grade spirit stone and hang a new evil-repelling talisman!"

Judging from what he said, it was obvious that he had rented another talisman to ward off evil spirits.

Wen Jiu was not surprised by this, because in his impression, some people would do this.

Although you will pay more rent, if you encounter this situation when renting, you may be able to make a fortune from it.

Looking out through the gap in the window, Wen Jiu saw the huge spirit stone right in front of the middle-aged monk’s door.

It is the size of a fist and has abundant spiritual energy. It can be sensed from several feet away. It is definitely of low-grade, not even comparable to mid-grade spirit stones.

Nine times out of ten, it is a top-grade spirit stone.

Why do I say nine out of ten times more likely? Because no one has ever seen a top-grade spirit stone.

But they all knew the value of top-grade spirit stones - one top-grade spirit stone was worth one thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"Fight!"

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly opened the door and rushed towards the huge high-quality spirit stone with the speed of a tiger or leopard.

In an instant, the top-grade spirit stone was in his hands.

Through the gap in the window, Wen Jiu could see the smile of relief on the corner of his mouth. However, just as he turned around and was about to run, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and landed beside the middle-aged cultivator at lightning speed.

When the black shadow stopped and revealed its human form, the middle-aged cultivator had his neck bitten off by it, but he still held the top-grade spirit stone tightly in his hand.

Seems unwilling.

Seems to regret.

Whatever it was, the middle-aged cultivator soon stopped making any movement.

Then he was ripped open by the evil man like an animal and enjoyed a delicious meal.

The blood that flowed all over the ground dyed the street red, and also dyed the top-grade spirit stone that attracted everyone's attention red. Seeing this scene, Wen Jiu shuddered.

Just as he was about to look away, the evil man actually grinned at the window where he was with his bloody mouth.

Wen Jiu felt his hair stand on end. He quickly withdrew his gaze and retreated to the wall, his uneasy heart unable to calm down for a long time.

this moment.

He has a deeper understanding of the evil in this world.

It turns out that they not only seduce with words and pretend to be beautiful women, but also use treasures to attack the greedy weakness of human nature.

In the original body's memory, he had only heard of such things but had never seen them, but he saw it with his own eyes today.

"Does this world still allow people to survive?"

This evil is not only powerful.

He actually has a smart brain.

Damn it!

After calming down for a while, Wen Jiu turned around and started washing rice and cooking, although he forced himself not to think about what he had just seen.

But that sinister, weird smile lingered in his mind.

Like a nightmare.

It was at this moment that a thought came to my mind.

Are there any evil spirits that the talisman cannot ward off?
Once there is such an evil spirit.

Wouldn’t that mean your life is in danger?

Who knows how many evil spirits there are in the dark night? Once he loses the protection of the evil-repelling talisman, a low-level cultivator like him will surely die.

Although this situation had never occurred in the original body's memory, after seeing the scene just now, Wen Jiu didn't dare to believe that the original body's memory was 100% accurate. After all, this was all the things he could come into contact with.

"But given my current situation, all I can do now is pray and hope that this evil won't appear."

Wen Jiu sighed, didn't think any more about it, and continued to wash rice and cook.

But just like before, even if I try not to think about it, all kinds of thoughts will still keep popping up in my mind.

It would be great if we could find a sect to join.

The sect must be much safer than Blackwater Town.

"But...why would the sect accept a mediocre person like me who is still at the first level of Qi training at the age of thirty?"

After a sigh.

The helpless situation made Wen Jiu completely lose his mind and he began to concentrate on making fire and cooking.

Looking at the red flames burning in the earthen stove, Wen Jiu was distracted for a moment. At this moment, he seemed to see Lan Xing as a child. It was also an earthen stove, and it was also watching the fire, but the fire at that time could make him feel truly warm.

But the fire of this world didn't even have the ability to calm him down.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before the aroma of the magical rice wafted out of the pot and swirled around the house, making people feel even hungrier.

I don’t know if it’s because of the tragedy he witnessed tonight or because he’s hungrier than yesterday, but Wen Jiu just feels that the rice tastes better today.

When the water and spiritual rice in the pot became sticky, Wen Jiu quickly turned off the fire and turned the fire in the earthen stove to a low flame.

But it was not completely removed.

But let it stay that way.

He likes to eat rice crust, so he wants to cook it as long as possible.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Jiu removed the cloth strip beside the pot lid and opened it. Immediately, a fragrance of rice accompanied by a large amount of white mist came to his face. With a rumbling stomach, this fragrance instantly swept away all his uneasiness.

No matter what.

There is something to eat.

There is a place to live.

He is still alive now.

This is enough.

After pouring a pound of rice from the pot into a basin, Wen Jiu started cooking.

Fortunately, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are not expensive in this world. The caravans from Blackwater Town can bring back a lot every time they go to the mortal world. At the same time, evil spirits and monsters will not destroy the farms, so they can grow some vegetables to eat.

The original body planted a lot of vegetables. Maybe it was because it was in the world of immortal cultivation, the vegetables grew very quickly. After I picked them today, they might grow again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

After a plate of fried green grass with oil on it was finished, Wen Jiu sat down and began to eat quietly. A mouthful of spiritual rice entered his mouth, and the fragrance of the rice filled his mouth, and his hunger instantly reached its maximum. After a mouthful of spiritual rice went down his stomach, his hunger was instantly swept away.

Even if he was eating with grass, Wen Jiu still ate it with great relish, not only because he was hungry, but also because the spiritual rice and vegetables were delicious.

He didn't like vegetables much before.

The reason is that it doesn’t taste very good.

No meaty aroma.

But in this world, a bite of green vegetables and a mouthful of delicious rice are really addictive.

This is just inferior spiritual rice. I wonder how delicious it would taste if it were low-grade spiritual rice or medium-grade spiritual rice.

And that demon meat.

I don’t know what it tastes like.

But now he can only think about it, he can't afford either of them now.

Soon, after eating a pound of spiritual rice and a plate of green grass, Wen Jiu touched his round belly and couldn't help but smile happily.

It feels so good to be full.

A full meal can make you forget your worries.

……

After eating.

Wen Jiu began to practice.

He continued to lie down and absorb the spiritual energy. The spiritual energy transformed from the inferior spiritual rice was constantly flowing in his body, slowly improving the progress of this Changmo Gong.

But this change is very slight.

However, Wen Jiu was not in a hurry at all, not only because of the existence of the daily settlement panel, but also because he had become accustomed to it.

Because in Blue Star, hard work does not necessarily lead to success, and struggle does not necessarily lead to success. The four words "work is rewarded" have long become empty words. Not only that, the leaders and those capitalists will also PUA you.

Your failure is because you don't work hard enough. You think this thing is expensive because you don't work hard.

After trying to work hard and inward-looking, Wen Jiu recognized himself, recognized his ordinariness and mediocrity, and stopped reading those chicken soup articles.

Some things really can't be obtained by hard work.

There is no guarantee that your efforts will be rewarded.

So he could totally accept the slow pace of practice.

No matter how slow.

As long as you're making progress, that's fine.

It's better than working like a machine on Blue Star.

Don't even talk about progress.

There is no hope at all.

You can only wait to be eliminated by the next generation many years later.

……

In the days to come.

Wen Jiu goes back and forth between two places. He works as a demon killer to earn money during the day and practices at home at night.

No waves.

Fortunately, it is peaceful.

For Wen Jiu, this is the best life.

Simplicity is the truth.

And the Demon-Exorcising Sword Technique also quickly broke through to the intermediate level.

After the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique entered the middle stage, Wen Jiu's efficiency in decomposing demon corpses increased by 30%, and his strength and speed also increased. In the past, it took eight hours to decompose a demon, but now it only takes less than six hours.

This way, there are two more hours of time for practice.

But cultivation is not as smooth as improving the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique. After the experience value reaches 100, it can no longer be improved. The reason is that Wen Jiu has not yet successfully cultivated the second level of Changmo Gong, so he can only wait for the second level to be successfully cultivated.

However, this process is bound to be slow.

Since he had only reached the first level of Qi training at the age of thirty, it proved not only that his aptitude was poor, but also that his comprehension was naturally quite poor.

Fortunately, there is also a practice progress bar for the second level of Changmo Gong. You can gain experience through practice, and when it reaches 200, the practice is successful.

Once the practice is successful, it is time to step into the second level of Qi training.

Wen Jiu was not anxious about this. (End of this chapter)