Changsheng: I will win my life with martial arts, and I will defeat the demons in this chaotic world

"Go on, deduce the Zhenshan Fist!"

There are only so many martial arts that he can get in touch with at the moment. It is useless to keep the demon's lifespan, so it is better to use it all up.

The difficulty of Zhenshan Fist is relatively low.

Lu Ren invested 120 years and successfully reached the state of perfection.

As for archery, he actually felt that there was no need to consume his lifespan to deduce it. After all, it is not very useful. But he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Other martial arts are perfect at the first level.

It is just that this archery is still at the entry stage of ordinary martial arts.

Every time Lu Ren opened the panel and saw this scene, he felt uncomfortable all over, as if there were countless ants crawling in his heart.

Archery is the most basic martial arts. Anyone can get started with a little practice. It is the lowest threshold among the three martial arts he has mastered.

The consumption of the demon's lifespan also proves this point.

It only took Lu Ren fifteen years to go all the way to perfection in archery.

However, when he wanted to go further, he found that the difficulty began to increase explosively.

【In the 30th year, within a hundred paces, your arrow can accurately shoot a fly in flight without missing.】

【But you find that this seems to be the limit you can reach.】

【You can't help but start to wonder if archery can really be upgraded to a first-level martial art.】

【In your sixtieth year, you continue to practice archery amidst constant self-doubt, trying to break through that illusory bottleneck.】

【In the seventy-second year, while you were breathing in the air of heaven and earth, you suddenly thought of a possibility.】

【You have already achieved the ultimate in arrow accuracy. Can you increase the range and lethality of the arrows through the blessing of spiritual energy?】

【After many attempts and improvements, you finally managed to gather a ray of spiritual energy in your body onto the arrow.】

【Once, your limit was to shoot an arrow through a willow leaf at a hundred paces, but now, shooting through gold and splitting rocks at a thousand paces is commonplace.】

【Archery has made a qualitative leap, you named it - Soul Gathering Arrow】

【Demon lifespan: 223 years】

【Current Martial Arts:】

【Xuanling Baolu (First Level Perfection)】

【Hidden Blade Zanpakutsu (First Level Perfection)】

【Mountain-shaking Fist (First-order perfection)】

【Soul Gathering Arrow (First Level Entry)】

"Let's do this for now, leaving some of the demon's lifespan for emergencies."

Lu Ren ran to the room where the sundries were piled up, searched for a long time, and finally found the hunting bow that his father had used in a corner.

The bow body is made of oak, and the bowstring is a very strong cow tendon with good elasticity and durability.

There are five arrows left, which have been dusty for many years and the arrowheads are a bit blunt.

Lu Ren spent an afternoon sitting in the yard carefully polishing the arrowheads to restore their former sharpness and sharpness.

His father Lu Chuan used only this ordinary hunting bow to fight against the extremely powerful demons for many years in order to protect the people in the town, until the tragedy of annihilation of the whole family happened........

Lu Ren held the bow and arrow in his hand, sighing for a moment.

"Since I came to this world and occupied this body, I should take on the responsibility of revenge for my parents."

However, it has been so long that the original body's impression of the incident is very vague, and there is still no clue to the identity of the real murderer.

"If we really can't find it, we won't look for it anymore. When we become stronger in the future, we will directly wipe out all the demons within a hundred miles!"

It's better to kill by mistake than to let go!........

Night falls.

Yangliu Town is unusually lively.

At this time of day, almost every household stays indoors, and even dares not light a few more oil lamps, for fear of being spotted by demons lurking in the dark night.

But today, lanterns are hung high in the streets, children are playing wantonly, and neighbors gather together to talk and laugh.

People's faces are all filled with joyful smiles.

The whole town is immersed in a peaceful and festive atmosphere for the first time in a long time, which is more lively than the New Year and other festivals.

There are more than a hundred tables densely packed on the two long streets that run through the east, west, south and north.

The townspeople gathered here and brought out their own fine wines and delicacies for everyone to share.

Soon after, the cook Kong Anfu brought a group of people who came to help and brought pots of steaming rabbit meat to the table.

At first, everyone was a little scared, looking at each other and not daring to be the first to try.

Until a girl about the same age as Yuanbao bravely picked up a small piece and fed it into her mouth.

She closed her eyes, savored it carefully, and showed a satisfied expression.

"It's delicious, Dad, Mom, Uncle, Aunt, please start eating, or I'll eat it all by myself!"

Seeing this, everyone was unwilling to be looked down upon by a little girl, and they all started eating.

"It’s so tender! It turns out that the meat of a demon tastes so delicious!"

"It's all thanks to Master Lu, otherwise we mortals would never have the chance to taste such delicious food in this lifetime."

"You are right, Master Lu eliminated the evil threat at Wuxianpo and is a great hero of our Yangliu Town!"

"If anyone dares to say bad things about Master Lu behind his back, I will be the first to disagree!"

A smart young man suggested:"How about we build a temple for Master Lu?"

"Nonsense!" An old scholar at the banquet shouted,"How can there be any rule to build a temple for a living person?"

"That's true, Master Lu is still young! He may achieve great success in the future. When Master Lu returns to his hometown, we will build a temple for him in a grand manner for future generations to worship."

"Haha, you're talking as if we can live till then."

Everyone couldn't help but feel sad when they heard this.

"That's right, Master Lu is now a martial artist, and his life span is much longer than us mortals."

"Hey! It's a happy day, why are you talking about all this nonsense? Come on, drink!"

"Drink! I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!"

After three rounds of drinking, Constable Zhang Quan stood up unsteadily with the wine glass in his hand.

He looked around and asked the people at the surrounding tables:"Have you seen Mr. Lu?"

"did not see it"

"It seems that Master Lu didn't come."

"Zhang Quan, do you have something to ask Master Lu?"

Zhang Quan shook his head:"Nothing, I just want to toast Master Lu a glass of wine, since he didn't come, forget it."

"No, why don't you go and invite him, and we can all toast to Master Lu together then."

Encouraged by everyone, Zhang Quan staggered towards Lu Ren's house under the influence of alcohol.

As all the people in the town gathered together for the banquet, the lights on the way back were dim, and the surroundings were silent, with a faint gloomy atmosphere.

Although Zhang Quan was a little scared, he thought that Master Lu had just killed four demons in a row today, which should have played a significant deterrent role.

In addition, he was drunk and bolder, so he continued to move forward.

On the way, when he passed by Shen Deshou's house, he found that the door was open and it was pitch black inside.

Zhang Quan didn't doubt it at first, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that not only Master Lu didn't show up tonight, but Old Shen also didn't go.

Everyone thought at first that Old Shen and Master Lu didn't get along and couldn't save face.

But......Zhang Quan felt something was odd.

He stepped back to the door and poked his head inside.

It wasn't too late yet, could Mr. Shen have already fallen asleep?

Zhang Quan tried to shout,"Mr. Shen, are you home?"

No one responded.

Zhang Quan was suspicious, could it be that Mr. Shen had also gone to the banquet, but he just didn't notice?

Just as he was about to leave, a cough was heard in the dark room.

""Mr. Shen, is that you?"

The other party did not respond, but the coughing became louder and louder, sounding a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Quan took a deep breath, then mustered up the courage to walk in.

"With a"bang", the door was slammed shut.