Just at that moment, a ray of golden sunrise light penetrated the distant mountains and twilight and shone on Ding Hao's body, revealing his streamlined muscles, upright figure, and heroic aura, and a handsome face with sharp angles, as if it was a perfect statue work carved by the finest patriarchs.

　　"Phew ......"

　　Ding Hao opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, only to feel relieved.

　　He also did not expect that his comprehension was perverted to such an extent that he could imitate the sword technique performed by Song Jiannan with just a slight glance, and after three times, he could master the divine rhythm and essence of this simple sword technique.

　　Ding Hao guessed that, in addition to the strange encounter in the crypt cliff stone cave produced some kind of strange change in his body, there was also because Song Jiannan's strength was too low and his sword technique was not high, so he could be imitated by himself.

　　In the future, if you encounter a real expert, it will not be so easy to imitate and steal.

　　What made Ding Hao happy was that besides that inferior basic sword technique, he had finally mastered a complete set of sword techniques, so he would be more certain when he took the entrance test of the Sword Asking Sect in half a month.

　　Zhao Xingcheng a few people, has been scared silly.

　　Several people's faces pale, know that something is not good, make a wink to each other, regardless of the dead dog like lying on the ground Song Jiannan, turned around and crept sneakily to escape.

　　"If you want to run now, it's too late!" Ding Hao smiled coldly.

　　The previous bullying and beating this body has suffered, just today all at once with interest to recover.

　　Zhao Xingcheng heard the words, as if struck by lightning, like being cast a fixation, frozen in place.

　　He slowly turned around, poofed on his knees, crying, fawning and begging: "Ding ...... Ding ...... Ding Hao, Brother Ding ...... Master Ding ...... I ...... I'm wrong ...... I'm not human, I ...... spare me! "

　　"You are, indeed, not human." Ding Hao backhanded a slap out.

　　Zhao Xingcheng simply did not dare to dodge, nor was it too late to dodge, only to feel like being hit by a hammer, screaming, the whole person once again like a wooden Zhuangzi flew out, the other half of the face bright red, the remaining half of the teeth in the mouth burst out, blood and water, fainted.

　　"Ding Hao, Grandpa Ding, spare us ......"

　　"Don't ah, we never dare again, from now on we hang out with you, you are the boss ......"

　　The remaining few dog-legged men saw the situation and all knelt on the ground crying out in pain and begging for mercy.

　　Pop, pop, pop, pop!

　　Ding Hao was not moved at all and did not let up. A dozen slaps in a row sent everyone flying straight out of the small fenced courtyard.

　　"Where the hell did you ...... you learn the [Cross Fast Sword] sword technique from?" Song Jiannan asked reluctantly with sinister poison flipping in his eyes.

　　"None of your business."

　　Ding Hao is very dry, and threw a slap, without any regard for the identity of the other party, a big slap will just get up Song Jiannan also smoked out.

　　Ding Hao's strength, after the cave encounter and climbing the cliff exercise, has been incomparably huge, the group received a slap, as if hit by a hammer, grunting not even a grunt, were drawn faint.

　　After standing in the courtyard and thinking, Ding Hao carried the rusty sword outside and fumbledaround with a few unlucky people who had fainted.

　　From Zhao Xingcheng several people touched a few hundred taels of silver, but that Song Jiannan body, carrying a lot of silver tickets and gold tickets of huge denominations, Ding Hao thought about it, only took the fractional silver and gold leaves on Song Jiannan, did not take the silver tickets and gold tickets.

　　After this is done, throw the fainted guys far away into the garbage so as not to be an eyesore.

　　Only then did Ding Hao return to his thatched hut.

　　He didn't kill anyone.

　　Although there is a memory fusion, but to be honest, from a legalistic society crossed he still did not really adapt to this world where the sword is drawn at every turn and blood spilled, not ready to kill.

　　Maybe he'll get used to it later.

　　The walls of the hut were smashed and leaking inward, and the ground was a mess.

　　Ding Hao sighed and spent some time cleaning and repairing the place again.

　　At least for the ten days before entering the Sword Asking Sect, he must still live here.

　　Since his body had been transformed after the strange encounter in the cave, Ding Hao was not in a hurry to make use of the six [Dragon Heart Xuan Cao], but kept the $s around for the time being, which might be of greater use in the future.

　　After doing all this, look up and see that the time is about right, and it's time for the daily duty cleaning of the mountain gate.

　　Ding Hao came outside the house and closed the door, turned around and went out of the fenced courtyard.

　　At this time, Zhao Xingcheng and others who were thrown in the far garbage pile, apparently have awakened, not daring to squeal, long ago sneaked away, leaving a few streaks of blood on the ground.

　　Ding Hao smiled, knowing that these people were scared out of their wits and did not dare to come back for trouble, not only attentively.

　　......

　　The sun rises higher and higher in the east, and the warm light shines on the earth.

　　A new day has begun.

　　Ding Hao, as usual, had a kind smile on his face as he walked along, greeting people in the commoners' slums and leaving the dirty slums along the way.

　　Entering the magnificent, clean and beautiful front mountain gate of the Sword Asking Sect, ignoring the hustle and bustle of the crowds coming and going, Ding Hao followed the path down the mountain and arrived at the [Sword Washing Pond] at the foot of the mountain.

　　[Sword Washing Pond] is an unusually beautiful small lake under the mountain gate of the Sword Asking Sect.

　　It is rumored that more than a thousand years ago, the founding ancestor of the Sword Asking Sect used to wash his sword here, hence the name.

　　Before that Ding Hao, the main daily duty, is to clean a large lawn around the [Sword Washing Pond], the work is very easy, only two or three hours to complete thoroughly, and then born time, can be at their own disposal, can receive a pathetic one or two silver per month from the Sword Asking Sect, to maintain their own living expenses.

　　It was a nice sunny day with a nice breeze.

　　Ding Hao did not rush to clean, first jumped into the lake to take a good bath, washed off the dirt, refreshing, before climbing on the shore, pick up the broom and start cleaning.

　　Nimble movements due to improved physique.

　　It took less than an hour to complete the entire task today.

　　Then, Ding Hao began to practice his sword by the lake.

　　The song does not leave the mouth, the fist does not leave the hand, cultivation is like sailing against the current, no progress is regression.

　　The Basic Sword Technique and [Cross Quick Sword] were the only two sword techniques he had mastered so far, and they were also his greatest reliance for passing the entrance test of the Sword Asking Sect, so he naturally could not relax for a moment.

　　In addition to the sword martial arts skills, internal energy techniques are also more important.

　　According to the memories fused in the mind, the human martial artists in this world, to cultivate meridians and acupuncture points and master supernatural power.