Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 337 Native

It should be said that Jiang Shu helped Pei Xia.

After all, if a cenotaph hadn't been built here early on, the rocks and soil might have been even more compact, and Pei Xia might not have been able to climb out.

"Pooh!"

Spitting out two ounces of dirt, Pei Xia struggled to pull her lower body out of the soil, then sat down panting beside the wooden monument.

Jiang Shu, who was standing to the side, did not step forward at all. He held the magic weapon dagger in his hand and stared at Pei Xia warily.

The second senior brother was stewed by Feng Laoqi's family. His grave only contained some old clothes; there was no corpse at all.

What's more, the one that's popped out now isn't the second senior brother at all!

Covered in mud from head to toe, Pei Xia breathed heavily, waiting for her body to recover, while also examining her own body.

With his final sword strike, Liancheng Fire Vein severed the head of the calamity-wielding beast with the Fire Virtue Body and threw it into the Bone Suppression Chamber.

But what happened after that was a very vague memory for him.

The shattered images flashed continuously amidst the bones, flames, and waves. Finally, the field of vision began to slide rapidly again, as if falling into some bottomless abyss.

After that, there was only an impenetrable darkness.

Shaking her head, Pei Xia came to her senses and was stunned when she saw her own hands.

He remembered that before he regained his Water Virtue body, his hands had been burned to the bone, but now flesh had grown back.

Not only that, but he also has clear vision in both eyes, and although his legs are weak, he can move them freely... and those missing parts seem to have grown back.

And what about the face?

Pei Xia reached out and touched her face. She could probably not feel her eyes or nose, but she definitely couldn't feel her buck teeth.

So, the reality fabricated by the calamity-ridden creature disappeared again? And I turned back into a normal person?

Huh? But wasn't my previous body already decapitated and fell into the Bone-Suppressing Chamber?

"Hey!"

A sudden, wary question snapped Pei Xia back to reality.

He looked up and saw a boy with bandages wrapped around his body staring at him warily: "Are you human?"

In Jiang Shu's view, this guy had both hands and feet, and was like a human being.

But his constant strange behavior and indistinct mutterings seemed to be revealing some unspeakable secret.

are you human?

In an instant, Pei Xia deciphered the infinitely complex depth of this question.

He even felt a habitual phantom pain in his head.

But in the end, he raised his head and said firmly, "I am."

In Qinzhou, it's not customary to discuss good or bad people. The standard used to judge whether someone is dangerous is usually whether they are strong or not, and whether they are hungry or not.

Jiang Shugang had just killed Feng Laoqi's entire family, and the entire Feng residence was now his. For the time being, he would still have enough food.

Therefore, he can still maintain a little bit of goodwill towards strangers for the time being.

The main reason is that Pei Xia does seem quite harmless.

He was physically weak, had no cultivation, and no weapon. To Jiang Shu, who was holding a magic weapon and was a mid-grade copper-skinned cultivator, he was no threat at all.

Walking up to Pei Xia, Jiang Shu held the dagger to his neck and coldly asked, "Who exactly are you? How did you get out of my senior brother's grave?"

Pei Xia completely ignored the dagger at his neck, instead turning to look at the wooden monument behind him that he had knocked askew: "Brother Han Mi... Ah, little brother! Actually, I am your beloved..."

"This is a cenotaph." "...Oh."

Pei Xia scratched his head: "My surname is Pei, Pei Xia. I am a cultivator from the Changjing Sect. I went through a great battle before, and I don't know how I ended up here."

Pei Xia, unusually, didn't spout nonsense; he spoke the truth.

Jiang Shu pondered for a moment, then reached out and stroked the soil in front of the tomb for a while.

He had never heard of the Changjing Sect, but since they were cultivators, there were only two possibilities in Qinzhou: either they were cultivators or military strategists.

But neither the alchemists nor the military strategists could conjure themselves into the ground out of thin air. Jiang Shu dug his senior brother's cenotaph himself, and until Pei Xia emerged from the ground, he never noticed anything unusual about anyone else digging it.

Just in case, Jiang Shu reached out and pinched Pei Xia's arm.

Hmm, the skin and flesh are fairly firm, but there's no copper-like appearance. If it's a head-refining technique, then it's not even at the beginner level. Just like I judged earlier, it's not a threat.

Knowing that he would soon be leaving Tianbao Mountain, he decided it was best to avoid trouble at this time.

He sheathed his dagger, stood up, and looked down at Pei Xia: "Get lost."

To his surprise, Pei Xia not only refused to leave, but also grabbed his leg and said, "I'm not leaving!"

The two men locked eyes, and Jiang Shu slowly began to narrow his eyes.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Shu returned to the Feng family courtyard, drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

Pei Xia, with a bruised and swollen face, followed behind.

You know what, this guy surnamed Pei, although he's not in the business, I don't know how he trained his body, he's incredibly resilient. I originally wanted to beat him up and get rid of him, but I ended up getting tired of beating him up by Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu looked at him with annoyance.

Pei Xia was also having some doubts.

That's not right. When he was in the Fire Vein, he did indeed deplete his inner cauldron, so it's normal for him to be empty of spiritual energy.

But in just the short time it took him to crawl out of the ground, he should have recovered somewhat.

But there was nothing there. What surprised him even more was that he couldn't sense any spiritual energy at all on this mountain, so his inner cauldron was unable to recover even a trace of spiritual power.

In addition, although Pei Xia's physique was affected by the depletion of spiritual energy and was not as good as before, it was still far stronger than that of ordinary people overall.

But this young man in front of me, I don’t know what kind of technique he practiced, his whole body was like bronze when he started fighting, and the two punches really hurt!

Grinning and rubbing her bruise, Pei Xia saw Jiang Shu pulling two baked sweet potatoes out of the stove and immediately stretched her neck: "Give me one too."

Jiang Shu looked at this strange, native-born man and sneered, "Heh, this is fine grain."

"What kind of refined grain is sweet potato?"

Pei Xia grabbed the tattered robe of the Changjing Sect elder and shook off the dirt: "Alright, I won't take advantage of you for nothing. I'll teach you some martial arts."

Pei Xia had already noticed this when he was being beaten earlier. Although the kid was physically fit, his attacks lacked any method and were just random punches.

Jiang Shu was taken aback upon hearing this, raising his eyebrows as he looked at Pei Xia: "You have martial arts skills?"

In Qinzhou, it's a blessing to have enough to eat. Even for cultivators, these precious nutrients are used to refine their physical bodies and expend extra energy on martial arts training. Most people don't have that luxury.

In particular, complete sets of martial arts skills need to be taught and passed down. People in Qinzhou live a precarious life, and even if there are some master masters, it is difficult to pass on their skills smoothly. Over time, most of them are lost.

Feng Laoqi was an elder of Tianbao Mountain, but he only knew some simple offensive and defensive techniques. He never showed his disciples the few exquisite moves passed down in the sect.

Jiang Shu currently possesses a magical short sword, and combined with his mid-grade copper-skin cultivation, his combat strength is quite good. However, if he could also acquire some martial arts skills...

He tossed a sweet potato to Pei Xia: "You can't lie to me."

(End of this chapter)