Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

Inside the inn, those who have experienced demonic disasters in the past can withstand such excitement.

The demonic aura permeating the air, coupled with the ferocious faces of the monsters, has already made many people tremble with fear.

Even the dead monsters are piled up in such large numbers.

It also made those loose immortals couldn't help but frown, and couldn't help but say in their hearts: "What a murderous thing!"

But they never thought that if they hadn't cleaned up like this, what lay here might not be the corpses of these monsters, but the common people of the entire Yangjia Village.

Oh, maybe not even the corpses will be left behind.

Some are naturally just white bones.

They naturally understand this truth, but the long years of practicing in isolation have erased bits and pieces of the humanity in their hearts.

It is simply ridiculous to not be vigilant but to be happy and think that you have thoroughly understood the so-called ruthlessness of heaven.

Shaking his head, not bothering to pay attention to these unscrupulous cultivators, Li Tong glanced at the Black Emperor who had returned triumphantly and seemed to be provoking Duan De, who was standing aside with a dark face.

He pointed to the hundreds of monster corpses piled on the road outside the inn, and slowly said to Yang Jiao and the others:

"In my martial arts, practicing the martial arts is the most damaging to qi and blood. If ordinary people don't know how to take supplements and only practice hard, not only will they not be able to improve their cultivation, but they will lose their qi and blood and die."

"Later, you two will take charge of dividing these monsters into those who are willing to practice martial arts."

"These monsters have become monsters after swallowing the moonlight that fell from the star god's death. They cannot be digested completely in a short period of time, and there is still power left in the body. When you eat it, it will be able to replenish your energy and blood.

Full of life.”

Yang Jiao nodded thoughtfully. He had already faintly noticed this during the practice just now.

But his family is wealthy and has a good foundation, so he is not in trouble at this time.

Lin Bei, on the other hand, looked a little pale at this time. Only after listening to Li Tong's explanation did he understand where the joints were.

Wen Zhong, who had been listening carefully on the side, had a look of understanding on his face at this time, and thought to himself:

"If this is the case, then it may not be possible to promote it on a large scale!"

The casual cultivators' expressions changed as they finally found the flaw in Li Tong's words and felt somewhat satisfied in their hearts.

"Didn't you say that martial arts can be practiced by everyone?"

"Why are there such restrictions now? If a person is thin and weak, and his energy and blood are depleted, he will not be able to practice this martial arts!"

"It seems difficult at the beginning. I guess there may be more difficulties and obstacles later."

Although they said this, they had already become inexplicably vigilant without even realizing it.

Without it, compared to pursuing the Tao without any means and practicing the difficult Qi training method, the threshold for practicing this martial arts is simply too low.

Even though the achievement may not be too high, if it is allowed to spread without restrictions, the people's desire to seek immortality and inquire after thousands of years will inevitably weaken to the extreme.

By that time, martial arts were flourishing, but there was no soil for Qi refiners like them to survive.

Anxiety arose in my heart, and someone had already set up the escape light and left, preparing to report back to the division commander and discuss countermeasures.

There are also those powerful people who are still watching here. Through the two body-building methods practiced by Yang Jiao and the two, they have a glimpse of the huge Tao and principles that have not been revealed since then.

With their brows furrowed, they all counted on their fingers, but couldn't get anything.

Then, in a state of shock and confusion, I had to believe it.

Through these two so-called martial arts techniques that seemed to them to be novel in concept but still quite crude, one could see that this was another kind of martial art that was like the one the Great Emperor passed down to the world.

The great way is different from the prehistoric practice!

And the story Li Tong told is obviously an unknown world outside of chaos.

At the same time, the question that had been lingering in their minds for a long time that had made them puzzled and curious emerged again.

"Who is this kid?"

Faintly, there was a sense of fear and speculation about his true identity.

When I was spying, I didn't dare to be so presumptuous.

You must know that the only people who can travel far and wide without fear of the endless chaotic storms in the chaos outside the sky are probably only those who have achieved the holy path.

But at this time, the catastrophe is approaching, how can such a person have the leisure to come here and do such a thing?

What's more, the aura lingering around the person in front of him has nothing to do with those people.

Instead of guessing this, they preferred to believe that he was an inexplicable puppet who was pushed to the stage.

And who is that being?

Coincidentally, all the great gods raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Not to mention the random speculations of many immortals and gods in distant places, at this time in the inn, Yang Jiao and Lin Bei received orders from Li Tong.

Bendang went out first and without fear began to drag the corpses of the monster beasts to a butcher's house in the village and began to clean them up.

After a while, some brave people among the villagers who came out came forward to help. The two of them did not refuse anyone who came. With everyone's concerted efforts, they were able to clean up hundreds of monsters in less than two hours.

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All kinds of large pieces of meat cut into pieces piled up in mountains, exuding a strong smell of blood.

After that, they selected more than a hundred young people who were young, strong, and full of energy, pulled them to a vacant place, and began to teach them the Bull Demon Powerful Fist by Lin Bei.

It’s just three moves, but it’s magical.

He also found the feeling through constant repetition, and the practice became more and more proficient.

At the same time, I felt that my fascia and skin began to emit heat, and seemed to slowly become stronger.

Yang Jiao, on the other hand, greeted the women and started stewing meat in a large pot.

His bone training method was far more consuming than Lin Bei's, and his stomach was already rumbling non-stop at this time.

If I don't fill it up, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice today.

As time passed slowly, a strong fragrance gradually wafted out and spread into the inn along the crack in the door.

"Bliss!"

The Black Emperor sucked back the dripping saliva, and when he saw Li Tong talking to the old man, he quietly slipped out.

But he didn't notice for a moment that there were two cunning figures following behind him.

"This...Mr. Li."

Wen Zhong didn't know how to call the young man in front of him for a while, but he quickly followed his example and called him according to the names of those people.

Then he heard: "Mr. Li, I wonder if your martial arts skills can be passed on to outsiders?"

When he said this, even Wen Zhong was a little embarrassed.

After all, I was in a hurry when I went out, and I didn't bring anything to exchange for this item, and it was difficult for the sect's skills to be spread.

It really made him feel a little ashamed to just talk so empty-handed about wanting someone else's method.

But such things were of great use to him in the Shang Dynasty and must be mentioned or mentioned.

"oh?"

Li Tong glanced at him in surprise, wondering if Master Wen was a little old and deaf. He had already spoken so clearly, so why did he keep asking questions?

In the midst of doubts, he returned with a smile: "I heard that the Grand Master was worried too much. I spread this method so that no one can learn it."

"On the contrary, the more people learn from it, the happier I will be."

"Then, is it okay if I spread it elsewhere?"

Wen Zhong looked at Li Tong's face, which didn't look fake, and asked carefully.

"It's okay to think it's okay."

"call!"

Wen Zhong took a long breath, saluted him sincerely, and said:

"Sir, you are a great virtuous man. Wen Zhong would like to thank you for your service on behalf of thousands of soldiers."

Li Tong waved his hands, indicating that he didn't care about this.

I saw him turning around and leaving, preparing to go out to learn such martial arts skills, when he turned around again and said:

"Sir, when I came here, I saw stars appearing during the day, and meteors passing by. It seemed that there was a star king in the sky coming down from the realm, and the direction was exactly towards the mouth of the Guanjiang River."

After that, he left without looking back.

"well!"

Li Tong sighed softly and looked up at the blue sky.

He said helplessly: "I just want to tell stories quietly, why bother!"

Then he called softly: "Black Emperor, tell me..."

"Black King?"