I Alone Devour All Under Heaven

Chapter 8

In the early hours before dawn, in the deep of the night, the faint and distant sound of a rooster crowing could be heard.

At Yuanshun Escort Agency, the curtain of the dormitory for the errand disciples was lifted, and a figure walked out. This person had a square face and was thin, and his complexion was dark. It was Mo Qian who had just woken up.

Mo Qian washed his face with cold water, and deliberately picked a thicker branch from the firewood pile, preparing to practice a few routines first.

But as soon as Mo Qian started, he heard a sudden sound, and the branch broke.

Mo Qian was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that he had stood still for a whole day and slept for a night, and his strength had increased a lot, even these thicker branches could not withstand it.

Mo Qian threw away the half-broken branch in his hand and left the yard where the errand disciples lived.

Mo Qian was going to the yard where their errand disciples usually practiced. That yard was a little far from here, and it was quite remote. Usually, no one went there except for the practice time.

Mo Qian went around from the back of the servants' yard.

There were guards guarding the stable and the inner courtyard. At this time, if they bumped into him, they would inevitably be questioned. Mo Qian would rather take a detour.

Mo Qian walked into the remote courtyard where the firewood was piled. On the dark night sky, a shining star was hanging upside down. There was no one around and everything was quiet.

Mo Qian walked to the weapon rack, took out a waste knife and held it in his hand.

This was the first time Mo Qian held a knife in his hand after swallowing the weapon spirit. Although it was just a waste knife with a broken blade, the moment Mo Qian held the knife, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Mo Qian started from the opening move and performed the Five Tigers and Sheep Knife one by one.

And sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the more he fought, the more he felt it. Gradually, the pauses between the moves had a certain rhythm.

After Mo Qian finished the fight, his mind was as clear as a mirror.

His strength had increased significantly.

No wonder he broke the branch with a starting move.

He had a lot of delicious food at the restaurant yesterday, and his muscles were trained thoroughly with the Zhuang Gong.

His training yesterday was probably equivalent to ten days of training for others.

After all, he had the experience bonus of the entry-level Five Tigers and Sheep Knife. Once his physical fitness improved slightly, his strength would increase exponentially.

It was effective immediately.

Mo Qian performed the routine of the Five Tigers and Sheep Knife three times in a row.

After three times, Mo Qian stopped.

The muscles of his right arm and shoulder were slightly swollen and painful. His physical fitness was still weak, and the entry-level swordsmanship could not last long.

Mo Qian sighed. Improving physical fitness is a slow process, and there is no point in being anxious.

"If I can supplement with food and medicine, I guess I can improve faster." Mo Qian blinked and muttered to himself.

The delicious food at the restaurant yesterday was obviously effective, but with Mo Qian's financial resources, he would never eat and drink like that, and medicine supplements were even more unrealistic.

"It's easier to get things done if you have money. Money is a resource, and it's the same in every world. After passing the assessment, you have to find a way to make money first."

Mo Qian felt that his current state was like when he first joined the company in his previous life, with a lot of things to do and nothing to do.

Mo Qian took a short break, then put the waste knife back on the weapon rack and started to stand up.

Mo Qian continued to try the way of internal breath operation that he saw in his dream.

Until the sky was bright, Mo Qian breathed out a white breath, which shot out from his mouth like an arrow. This was the effect of holding the breath without revealing it.

However, he still didn't understand the internal power of the Five Tigers and Sheep Knife.

Mo Qian first left the escort agency from the corner door of the backyard, and ate a big bowl of mutton soup buns outside. He drank a full spoonful of chili oil, and his stomach was warm.

After eating, Mo Qian returned to the escort agency, went to the place where the food was stored, got two steamed buns, and walked towards the horse farm while biting the steamed buns.

Mo Qian worked in the horse stable for the whole day.

Old Man Sun had a back injury and couldn't do heavy work, so Mo Qian was basically the one doing the work, and Old Man Sun just helped out.

But with Old Man Sun here, Mo Qian couldn't practice standing meditation like he did yesterday.

If Old Man Sun saw his weird crab-like walking posture, he would probably think he was possessed by evil spirits.

Mo Qian's physical fitness and strength had not only improved, but his way of exerting strength was also different from before, so he didn't even breathe hard after a day's work.

Old Man Sun looked at Mo Qian, who didn't even sweat a drop, and his wrinkled old face suddenly smiled like a flower, saying: "After all, he is a young man, and he is not vague at all when doing work."

Old Man Sun was already thinking that if he could keep Mo Qian in the horse stable for a long time, he would be much more relaxed.

Mo Qian grinned. As soon as he saw Old Man Sun's expression, he knew what the old man was thinking.

Mo Qian sneered in his heart: I will be gone in a few more days, you can enjoy yourself. With your idiotic temper, I would rather do chores than work in this horse farm.

It was 6:00 pm, the time for these chores disciples to practice in the firewood house yard.

The horse farm where Mo Qian was located was the farthest from here. When he walked into the yard from the corner gate, he found that there were only seven people in the yard.

Except for Kong Bin, Zhang Zheng, and Li Chong in the first row, Mo Qian only knew the faces of the four people standing in the second row, but he couldn't even call out their names.

The original body was introverted and hardly communicated with other chores disciples. He had only been here for a few days, and he had all kinds of problems in his mind, so he couldn't take care of socializing with these chores disciples.

However, Mo Qian felt that this was not good. At least the news was blocked. If there was any news, no one would tell him.

Mo Qian thought that no matter which world you are in, communication skills are very important. If you can get along well with people, you will save a lot of trouble in many things.

Even if the original body is not dead, with his temperament, there is no possibility of turning over in this world.

However, since he has come here, he will live well for the original body, at least make a living.