From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Chapter 38: Chaos

The internal force emanates from the Dantian, flows through the limbs and bones, like a spring breeze and drizzle, moistening the muscles and bones, exploring every corner of the body.

As the qi and blood circulated, Shen Qing's body temperature gradually rose, and a flush appeared on his fair skin.

The internal force flows through the body surface, then flows back and seeps into the internal organs. The first organ to flow through is the kidneys.

Kidneys are the foundation of one's constitution. The kidney essence determines whether a person has vigorous energy and affects the state of the entire body. The limbs, bone growth, and even the brain all require nourishment from the kidney essence.

For warriors, kidney essence is even more important. If kidney essence is deficient, the circulation of Qi and blood will be sluggish, energy will be insufficient, thoughts will be in a mess, and when facing the enemy at a critical moment, the brain will be a mess, and it may even lead to premature decline of Qi and blood, and a loss of some courage.

On the contrary, if the kidney qi is sufficient, the ears and eyes will be clear, the appearance will be evergreen, the reaction will be as quick as lightning, and it can even enhance the memory to the point of remembering everything at a glance.

With the circulation of internal force, Shen Qing's already abundant kidney energy seemed to be completely activated. The kidneys were connected to the ear meridians, and in an instant, her hearing ability increased sharply. She could hear any slight movement dozens of feet away.

hiss--

Shen Qing opened his lips slightly and took a deep breath, like the breath of a whale. A gust of air rushed in from the brick cracks and wall holes on all directions, forming vortices in the ruined temple.

The internal force circulated through the five internal organs, and the sound of rushing qi and blood suddenly increased sharply, like the sound of a spring, as if a layer of membrane was torn open. Shen Qing's breathing suddenly became smooth, and the pores all over his body opened up, grabbing the essence invisible to the naked eye from between heaven and earth.

Shen Qing's body trembled slightly, and her bones crackled. The essence of heaven and earth merged into her kidneys, allowing her body to complete another development. Her bones were able to regrow and her tendons and bones were strengthened.

After entering the innate state, Shen Qing could vaguely sense the energy overflowing between heaven and earth, and his body seemed to be interacting with this world.

People who practice cultivation cannot be separated from heaven and earth. Only when they communicate with heaven and earth can they truly embark on the path of cultivation. Today, Shen Qing has truly stepped into the door of cultivation.

After entering the innate realm, Shen Qing was in a good mood. He rolled down from the altar, packed his luggage, and set out for the border of Qianzhou according to the map.

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After Yang Zongxi took control of the army, he quickly repelled the coalition forces of the Northern Territory countries, but the chaos in Qianzhou did not subside quickly. The scattered troops of the Northern Territory countries continued to wreak havoc in Qianzhou, looting supplies and people, and causing countless tragedies.

Shen Qing encountered many troubles on his way, including various soldiers and robbers. In the end, he could not even tell whether they were soldiers or bandits.

In a desolate forest, Shen Qing took out a map to compare and confirm his location.

In order to avoid trouble and travel as quickly as possible, she seldom fought with others and walked on desolate mountain roads where few people had ever been. Now she was less than fifty miles away from the location marked on the map.

After confirming his own position, Shen Qing set off in the night and continued on his journey.

They had walked less than thirty miles when they saw flames billowing in the sky ahead, and the sound of wailing mixed with the clanging of metal echoing in the sky.

Shen Qing frowned slightly, took out the map and looked at it for a few seconds. Instead of taking a detour, he went straight to the place of war.

This place is too close to the location on the map, and it is possible that some of the people fighting here may be related to her.

In just half a cup of tea, Shen Qing arrived at the place where the fire was burning.

The facts were completely different from what Shen Qing had imagined. It was not a battle between two armies, but a massacre and looting.

This village is not big and can be seen in its entirety at a glance. There are only about four or five hundred households. The figures walking through the village are wearing the armor of the Great Xia army.

The entrance to the village was filled with heads of people. At a glance, there were no less than a hundred of them, including some children aged three or five, with their eyes wide open, their pupils filled with lingering fear.

The rebel soldiers are more vicious than bandits, and wilder than tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves.

Hearing the sounds of women and children crying and begging for mercy, Shen Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to hold the long knife behind his waist, and strode into the village.

Some things can be avoided, but if you keep avoiding them, it is better to find a corner and lie down and wait for death like you did in your previous life.

God has given her the opportunity to walk the world again, but if she continues to choose to linger on, it would be like living in vain.

Her previous thoughts were ultimately biased. Human life is not a currency chip and cannot be put on the scale to be accurately measured.

The blazing fire between the tiles of the house dispelled the late spring cold and ignited Shen Qing's almost boiling blood.

As soon as he entered the village, several soldiers discovered Shen Qing's whereabouts and surrounded him with creepy smiles on their faces.

Shen Qing's expression was calm. He stopped, held down the hilt of the knife, and bent his body slightly like a dormant tiger. His eyes gradually turned cold.

Chi-

The knife flashed past, several heads flew up, and several headless corpses fell to the ground one after another, with blood gushing out like a fountain.

Raising his hand to shake off the blood stains on the long sword, Shen Qing's breathing gradually became heavier, and a shadow of a knife flashed in his eyes, with a sharp and terrifying murderous intent.

No matter how she practiced her swordsmanship before, Shen Qing always felt that something was missing. Every step in the swordsmanship was difficult, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking her way.

Now that the blade was stained with blood and her murderous intent was rising, she clearly felt the improvement in her swordsmanship, as if some kind of shackles had been removed.

The sword is a dangerous weapon. Without the murderous aura, even if you practice sword fighting behind closed doors all day long, you will never become a successful person.

The fastest and most powerful knife in the world is the one sharpened through blood and bones.

Another soldier not far away saw this scene, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped. He screamed in horror:

"Enemy attack!"

puff!

Before he finished his words, Shen Qing leaped up like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the long sword brought up a dazzling white rainbow, which passed across his neck.

As the sword shadows crossed, the head flew into the air, and blood rushed into the sky, dyeing Shen Qing's robe red.

That startled roar had already caused all the soldiers in the village to panic. In an instant, Shen Qing could hear the whistling sound of an arrow leaving the bow.

The whistling of the wind became more and more shrill. Shen Qing did not pause at all, and thrust forward into the depths of the village like a sharp blade, his murderous intent growing stronger and stronger.

The flying arrows posed no threat to a congenital martial artist. All the subtle movements within a radius of dozens of feet were heard by Shen Qing.

This group of chaotic soldiers totaled no more than a hundred people, and there was not a single innate martial artist among them. The strongest one was only at the fifth or sixth level of the acquired realm. They were no match for Shen Qingdao.

In just the time it takes to stick up an incense stick, Shen Qing had killed his way from one end of the village to the other. His green robe turned into blood, and his mouth and nose were filled with a sticky smell of blood.

After crossing the village, Shen Qing turned back again to catch and kill the fish that had escaped the net.

After confirming that there were no mistakes, Shen Qing sheathed his knife, exhaled, and walked towards the village entrance.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Shen Qing stopped and looked ahead. His expression changed slightly, his body gradually tensed up, and his palm tightly grasped the long sword that had just been sheathed.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 39 Entering the camp

At some point, a tall and strong man in a grey robe and a bamboo hat appeared at the entrance of the deserted village. His face could not be seen clearly, and he carried an unusually long unsheathed sword on his back. The sword was more than six feet long and four fingers wide, with the blade alone being nearly five feet long.

He lowered his head and looked at the rolling heads on the ground, silent.

Shen Qing also said nothing and held his breath. The palm holding the hilt of the knife oozed cold sweat mixed with blood, making it wet.

The reason why he was so nervous was because of his intuitive warning that the person in front of him was so powerful that it was terrifying, far beyond the scope of a master, and he must be a grand master without a doubt.

In the face of such an existence, she was afraid she wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

This is a land immortal who is powerful enough to defeat an entire country.

After entering the innate realm and communicating with heaven and earth, the warrior's spiritual perception will become more acute.

At this moment, Shen Qing felt as if there was an abyss that swallowed everything standing not far away, and all the energy in the surrounding heaven and earth was gathering towards him.

"How does it feel to kill someone?"

A slightly hoarse voice asked, and the man slowly raised his head. His face under the bamboo hat was covered by a black veil and could not be seen clearly, but judging from his voice, he should be over forty years old.

Shen Qing was slightly stunned, and then replied: "The knife is faster."

With the nourishment of murderous aura, her swordsmanship finally took a small step forward and broke through a bottleneck.

"Are you happy?" the man asked again.

Shen Qing shook her head. Killing these random soldiers did not bring her any spiritual pleasure. She was not a perverted murderer who could get pleasure from depriving others of their lives.

She killed people simply because she thought they deserved to die and her strength happened to be enough, that's all.

"You didn't hesitate when you swung your knife. In the future, your knife will be sharper than my sword."

The man looked up at the village surrounded by raging fire, stopped for a long time, and finally turned and left, slowly disappearing into the night.

Only after the man left did Shen Qing breathe a sigh of relief.

This was the first time she had seen a grandmaster-level expert in person, and the heavy pressure brought by the different levels of life made her feel a little breathless.

There were only about two hundred villagers left in the village, and most of them were women. They looked dishevelled and panic-stricken.

Only after making sure that all the rebel soldiers were dead did they run to the village entrance and look for their relatives among the heads on the ground. Their faces were covered with blood and tears, making them look like evil spirits. It was hard to tell whether they were in purgatory or the human world.

"Thank you, Heroine!"

"Thank you, Bodhisattva, for your kindness!"

Many villagers kowtowed to Shen Qing repeatedly, and they did not stop even when their heads were bleeding.

"If you are homeless or want revenge, you can follow me."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Qing narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Put your life on the line, maybe one day you will get what you want."

Although these villagers in front of her have little combat power at present, Shen Qing has some expectations for their future, thinking that perhaps someone will give her a surprise.

Shen Qing's words made all the villagers hesitate.

In the end, there were only more than seventy people willing to go on the journey with Shen Qing, and among them, there were less than twenty young and strong people.

Even though their family members were killed and their loved ones were humiliated, some people were still cowardly and did not dare to cause any more trouble. After burying their relatives, they began to flee inland.

They were just common people and had no courage to rebel against the Great Xia court or disobey the emperor.

Shen Qing had no comment on this. Not everyone was willing to gamble their life. In this world, it was already difficult to survive.

With more than seventy people, the journey was much slower. It was not until the sky was slightly bright that Shen Qing finally arrived at the location marked on the map.

This is a quiet mountain range with three large camps standing in a corner.

With Shen Qing's current eyesight, he quickly saw several familiar figures among the many tents.

After confirming that it was not an enemy camp, Shen Qing led more than 70 people down the mountain and headed towards a military camp in the middle.

whoosh-

Just as he was within a hundred steps of the military camp, a feathered arrow whistled over and shot into the area less than three feet in front of Shen Qing, followed by a shout: