This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Li Daoxuan stopped, and his previously tightly closed pores instantly opened.

Sweat soaked through his clothes in an instant.

His face also turned somewhat pale.

But a strong light shone from his deep eyes.

Feeling the flow of qi and blood within his body, and the soreness in his flesh and bones, Li Daoxuan finally felt less powerless.

He can also practice martial arts.

I can't remember a single word of the Taoist methods from the past, but the martial arts I've seen and heard during my travels in the Xuanhuang Great World over the years are still vivid in my mind.

Moreover, although his primordial spirit cultivation had also fallen to the mortal realm, his insight and understanding of martial arts remained.

It's like a max-level player starting over from scratch.

The state of cultivation is simply the most perfect and flawless.

Even on his first attempt at practicing the introductory body-tempering fist technique, Li Daoxuan was able to precisely control his muscles and pores, circulating qi and blood to nourish his body.

Unfortunately, the body's foundation was simply too poor.

Just one trip to move him almost depleted his energy and nutrients, forcing him to stop and rest.

Li Daoxuan clenched his hands and slowly exhaled.

"Fortunately, there's still a way out."

"It's a pity that I've completely forgotten the Taiyi Pure Yuan Gong that I created back then. Otherwise, if I combined the internal cultivation method of the Taiyi Pure Yuan Gong with external body tempering martial arts, I could have made even faster progress."

Li Daoxuan gathered his thoughts and began to start a fire to cook.

After practicing a set of boxing techniques, he was already starving.

The meal was ready, and looking at the meager amount of taro and rice in the bowl, Li Daoxuan sighed helplessly.

The saying goes, "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts." If martial arts training is not nourished by external factors, it will not only fail to improve one's cultivation and strengthen one's physique, but may even lead to a deficiency of qi and blood, thus shortening one's lifespan.

But this is all the food we have right now.

"It seems I still need to go out and see if there are any medicinal herbs to be found in this world."

Li Daoxuan pondered as he ate his rice.

After finishing my meal, I glanced at the sky and realized it was already noon.

Li Daoxuan abandoned his idea of ​​going out and decided to go the next day.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Li Daoxuan became wary, picked up the sharp knife and hid it behind his back, walked to the door and asked:

"Who?"

Those outside were visibly startled upon hearing Li Daoxuan's voice, then asked in surprise:

"Is it Zhang Jia Dalang?"

Li Daoxuan learned from his memory that the family's surname was Zhang, and he was the eldest son of the couple, so the villagers called him Dalang.

"it's me."

Li Daoxuan also recognized the voice outside; it seemed to be that of a neighbor, a widow living alone.

I opened the door, and sure enough, it was her.

A woman in her thirties, with a sagging face, dark skin, and a large pregnant belly.

Li Daoxuan glanced at her large belly, and memories of this woman involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

In the original owner's memory, this woman had given birth to at least seven or eight children.

But she is still alone.

As for how she became pregnant, that remains unknown.

As for where her children went, that's something I can't even begin to ponder.

Li Daoxuan, with a wary expression, asked:

"What are you doing here?"

The widow didn't speak, but craned her neck to look into the house. When she found that the original owner's parents were not there, a look of surprise was clearly visible in her eyes.

"Where...where are your parents?"

"The widow asked."

"Dead..."

Li Daoxuan replied calmly.

Upon hearing this, the widow suddenly grinned and chuckled:

"Hey, it's good to be dead...it's good to be dead..."

"Sacrificing your own children, they deserve to die. I just take turns..."

Li Daoxuan frowned and asked again:

"What are you doing here?"

The widow suddenly looked shy, touched her belly, and said:

"I've been feeling really hungry lately, so I was thinking of borrowing a leg from your parents..."

At this point, the widow paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she asked:

"By the way, what about your parents' bodies? Could you share some with me?"

Li Daoxuan felt a wave of nausea.

The widow originally came to borrow a leg, and it was obvious whose leg she wanted to borrow.

Now they're even directly asking him for food...

Even though Li Daoxuan had a mild temper, he couldn't help but feel a strong killing intent rising in his heart at this moment.

He suppressed his urge to kill, slammed the door shut, bolted it, and cursed:

"roll..."

The widow, still unwilling to give up, kept banging on the door.

"Brother, please share some with me, you can't finish it all by yourself..."

"Da Lang..."

Li Daoxuan gripped the dagger tightly and said sternly:

"If you don't leave, I'll cut your head off..."

Upon hearing this, the widow indeed quieted down.

He muttered a few curses and then left.

Li Daoxuan let out a long sigh, a hint of despair creeping into his eyes.

This world... is beyond saving.

The people here can no longer be considered human.

Faced with such a world, the only way is to become self-reliant and use absolute strength to break through this world; perhaps then there will be a chance to turn things around.

After calming down, Li Daoxuan continued practicing his boxing in the courtyard.

At night, the light emanating from the bead on the temple roof sheltered the small courtyard.

Perhaps because several souls had been sacrificed before, the light emanating from this bead is still quite intense.

At least for now, there is no risk of being swallowed up by the undercurrent.

The next morning, Li Daoxuan went out after having breakfast.

As soon as I stepped out of the door and walked through the village, I encountered very few people along the way.

Everyone looked at him with strange eyes, as if they all knew that he was supposed to be sacrificed.

But now he is walking alive in the village, while his parents are nowhere to be seen.

It's obvious that the couple was killed by their child.

The villagers were not surprised by this result.

Many people couldn't help but feel contempt, thinking that the couple was really too stupid to wait until the piglets were so big before taking action.

It won't be easy to deal with him now.

Li Daoxuan ignored the indifferent and numb gazes and walked straight out of the village.

To his surprise, the area outside the village was not desolate at all.

The undercurrent seemed to be interested only in humans; each time it descended, the mountains and fields outside the village remained undamaged.

Li Daoxuan even saw a wild rabbit peeking its head out of the grass, eating wild grass without any precautions.

"Only targeting humans... How strange is that?"

Li Daoxuan was puzzled, but he didn't think much of it.

They continued deeper into the mountains, striving to find spiritual objects that could be of use.

Li Daoxuan carefully estimated the time it would take to get back, proceeding cautiously with each step.

Because he had no idea what dangers lurked in the wilderness.

Time was ticking away, and we were almost at our limit.

All I saw along the way were some common herbs, which were usable, but unlikely to change one's constitution.

After turning through a thicket, Li Daoxuan thought to himself:

"Never mind, let's leave it at that... I'll see tomorrow..."

Just as he was about to return, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strangely colored plant hidden in the weeds.