Cultivation of immortality in the troubled times of demons and martial arts

Black Rock City.

South city gate.

"Please."

"can not be like this!"

A group of people were crying. Judging from the silk and satin on their bodies, they probably belonged to the former homes of rich people and officials.

But at this time, their eyes were filled with unspeakable despair as they looked at the bags of food that had been snatched away.

When a demonic disaster broke out before, they were lucky enough to escape the first wave of impact and followed Yuanhe Mountain to escape near the south city gate.

As a result, today, these warriors from Yuanhe Mountain openly robbed their food!

"My father is the aide of Dingzhou Zhoumu!"

A handsome-looking scholar said loudly: "My uncle serves in the Dingzhou Army, and they will not let you go."

He looked at the bags of grain and bacon... and felt as if his life had been taken away.

"Oh?" Qiao Wuyang touched his chubby belly. After being trapped in Black Rock City, not only did he not lose weight, but he became even fatter.

At this time, he stepped forward with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Xu, I'm really offended!"

While speaking, he suddenly made a circle with his right hand and slapped him fiercely.

Snapped!

Mr. Xu flew backwards, his cheeks were dented, and he was obviously dead.

"Hmph! You don't know how to live or die, I've been putting up with you for a long time."

Qiao Wuyan shook off the blood on his hands and looked at the remaining dignitaries with a ferocious smile on his face.

Today's rules have long since changed, and these gentlemen in the city are no different than lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

On that day, Linghu Yang had no hope of breaking through, so he could only wait for changes.

Then, instead of dispersing, the warriors of the entire Yuanhe Mountain branch became even more restrictive.

When order breaks down, a group of people who master violence come together to reveal even more cruel discipline.

Because doomsday natural disasters will inspire the bestiality in people!

Soon, Yuanheshan occupied the entire south gate and collected supplies.

The ones who were most unlucky were the originally wealthy families.

Because Xiaomin has nothing to grab!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Looking at these big shots who were originally aloof, now like quails, Qiao Wuyang couldn't help laughing, and grabbed a woman with a head full of emerald hairpins. She seemed to be the concubine of Lord Tongpan, but she didn't care at this time. Regardless, he put it on his shoulders and prepared to take it back to the room to enjoy it.

not far away.

Linghu Yang stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at this scene coldly.

Chunyu Li stood beside Linghu Yang, with a look of unbearable expression on his face: "Qiao Wu has gone too far, do you want to stop him?"

"No need." Linghu Yang waved his hand and said in an extremely cold tone: "They are all going to die anyway, so there is no need to care about the background... Let Wu Yang do the work, it will be more effective!"

Chunyu felt a slight chill in her heart. She had not yet recovered from her previous peace of mind, but the outside world had already been turned upside down.

"Master Chunyu's niece..." Seeing this, Linghu Yang's lips curved with a strange arc, and he said coldly: "The demon realm has been established. Unless the demon spirit retreats on its own initiative, if it wants to get out... maybe only the superior master can have a chance. , most of us will die here..."

"But my martial arts will never be broken here!"

"As long as the devil doesn't come to your door, my uncle will live and do whatever it takes to survive!"

"Even in the end, when food and water are exhausted, Uncle Master will resort to all means...even eating people..."

"This is... Uncle Master's martial arts heart!"

Linghu Yang's eyes were firm: "I must climb to the pinnacle of martial arts and reach the realm of a master, even if I do whatever it takes!"

"The heart of martial arts?" Chunyu looked shocked.

…

The same tragedy is constantly happening in Black Rock City.

However, none of this could stop the demon tree in the center of the city from growing stronger day by day.

The huge tree crown first covered the entire government office area, then spread throughout the inner city, and then continued to spread to the outer city.

Under the canopy of trees, there are many monsters, and no humans or animals are left behind.

This scene, which is like a death foreshadowing, makes the survivors even more desperate, and then they do all kinds of things that break the bottom line.

…

Time flies by like water, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

West Gate.

Fang Xi walked into a market wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat.

It is said to be a market, but more like a place for survivors to communicate.

He frowned, avoiding the filth on the ground, and looked at the sallow and thin women leaning against the door frame.

Seeing the arrival of a man, many women forced a smile, and their beauty from that time was faintly visible between their brows.

'It is said that many official ladies are among them. Just a small bag of grain can bring a spring breeze...'

Fang Xi was not interested in this at all and quickly walked through the area and came to the stall area.

All kinds of treasures and antiques, precious medicinal materials, and swords and swords can be seen everywhere like garbage, sold at low prices.

The seller doesn’t want gold or silver at all, just food!

"This guest, come and see this dragon-slaying sword inherited from my family. It has short hair and only costs fifty pounds of grain!"

An old man was holding a sword. He was afraid that others would not believe him, so he took out the sword blade, put his hair on it and blew it gently.

puff!

The hair broke at the sound, and it was indeed a sharp tool for blowing and breaking hair!

If you put it on the treasure guild of the past, it can be overtaken by warriors and wealthy people.

But today, an inedible sword is no different from scrap metal.

"Peerless treasure... nine white jade rings!"

"Jade Guanyin!"

"Selling the secret book... the secret book of the Red Rust Sword, with divine intention, all it takes is one hundred kilograms of grain!"

…

Ignoring the shouts of various yellow-faced and skinny people, Fang Xi walked into a room alone.

Inside the house is a slightly shriveled mountain of meat.

"You're here!"

Fatty Han's feeble voice sounded.

Next to the meat mountain, there are still bloody... rats?

This is a rare meat stall that sells rat meat.

"Fatty Han, you have lost weight again."

Fang Xi said hello.

When Black Rock City suffers, the people in the black market will not be spared either.

However, while wandering around the market in the west city, Fang Xi discovered an old friend, which was a real surprise.

At the end of the world, Fatty Han still had the means to obtain a certain amount of rat meat for sale.

Much better than other stalls selling dog meat.

In the entire market, they are almost unique.

Of course, Fang Xi didn't come here to buy rat meat.

On the contrary, when Fatty Han saw him, he felt like he was seeing a relative, and complained: "Isn't it true? The price of food has skyrocketed recently... The Tai Sui he raised was almost starving to death, so he had no choice but to cut down his rations and eat instead one day. Eight meals, I'm starving to death..."

As he spoke, Fatty Han stared at his smaller belly, his tone infinitely sad.

Fang Xi was speechless, but it was said that this person had to eat ten meals a day.

In this season, when you look at the people outside who are so hungry that their eyes turn green, it becomes even more... showing off!

"The 'Iron Arm Fist' book you sold me last month was really mediocre. If it's the same thing this time, I won't buy the secret book. I'll just buy it."

Fang Xi said lightly.

When he saw Fatty Han in the market that day, he was overjoyed.

The source of demon meat can continue to be maintained.

Moreover, the other party also has a lot of secrets!

They were probably purchased from warriors at a low price using food.

After Fang Xi saw it, she immediately wanted to cooperate.

Let Fatty Han buy the secret book and then sell it to him at a higher price, settling in food.

Anyway, as long as it is not spiritual rice, purchasing grain from ordinary farmers at the foot of Qingzhu Mountain is nothing more than a matter of gold and silver.

"With my own efforts, I don't even know how many people I have supported. The merits are immeasurable, the merits are immeasurable..."

Fang Xi thought to herself.

Fatty Han turned over: "The Iron Arm Fist last time was the original version of the Tie family's true legacy. The old man of the Tie family used a pair of iron fists to conquer almost half of the martial arts world... If his little grandson hadn't been so hungry that he was about to die. You won’t sell it to me cheaply... Forget it, let’s not talk about it, you still don’t have the real strength secret book you want! Yuanhe Mountain is very interested, do you want me to connect you and let you talk about it? "

"It's better to avoid it. I will find them myself."

Fang Xi rubbed her fingers.

Now, he is not very confident against Linghu Yang, who is at the second level of body refining: "Take out whatever you have in your hand!"

"This is my best secret."

Fatty Han took out a book and threw it to Fang Xi.

Fang Xi took it and took a look, with a hint of joy in her eyes: "Iron Clothes Kung Fu?"

This skill is an external hard skill that specifically exercises the defense of the trunk and limbs.

I have to say that it matches his white cloud palm and red snake legs, at least it won't conflict too much.

Of course, you won’t know until you practice whether the real conflict is serious or not.

"There is also God's Intention. It is definitely a small masterpiece. It's not bad. How much is the price?" He asked casually.

"One thousand catties of grain! I spent a lot of effort to get this..." Fatty Han said firmly.

"Five hundred kilograms, give me ten kilograms of Tai Sui meat!" Fang Xi frowned and haggled the price in half.

"No such thing!" Fatty Han actually blinked pitifully: "Is it easy for me to save some food? Isn't it just to raise Tai Sui and provide you with Tai Sui meat?"

Seeing this, Fang Xi couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

A child or a beautiful woman with this kind of aggrieved look would be cute if she made it, but if a fat man who weighs 1,000 kilograms or weighs hundreds of kilograms does it, it would be a bit off...

"That's all. Seeing that you are as aggrieved as a big kid weighing several hundred pounds, I will give you one more step and give you six hundred pounds." Fang Xi waved her hand.

"No! It's at least eight hundred pounds."

After another round of bargaining, the two parties settled on a bottom line of seven hundred kilograms of grain. Fang Xi took the secret book and left first.

As for the grain and Tai Sui meat, they will naturally be delivered later.

If you were doing such a big business in the market, you would have been robbed by someone else!

People who are crazy about hunger can do anything!

"This person……"

Fatty Han looked at Fang Xi's leaving figure and touched his chin thoughtfully: "Hehe... Could it be that he robbed several grain stores? There is really enough food on hand... It's a pity, it's a pity that it's not easy to mess with, I hope Those guys in the market could be smarter..."

"Huh? No, it's more to my liking if they are stupid. Once they're all dead, I can take advantage of the situation and rob their shops and food!"