In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

Come out of the mountains.

Walk all the way to the mountain pass.

Chen Lin saw many people gathering in the small village from a distance.

It instantly reminded him of the previous situation when everyone was looking for Lao Chai's body.

He hurried back.

As expected, the hunters standing in the middle all looked familiar. They were the hunters who had previously offered to go into the mountains to look for corpses.

Uncle Ping, who just came back last night, and the male owner of the herb collecting family were also present.

Everyone in the field was staring at the ground in front of them. There was a piece of cloth covering the snow, and they could vaguely see the shape of a human being.

"Here, Lao Chai found it?"

Chen Lin walked over, and the others raised their heads when they heard the voice and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I found it." A middle-aged hunter sighed, with some tears and sadness in his eyes.

He pointed.

You can also see a few black fingers faintly exposed from the edge of the cover.

"Lao Chai was bitten by the Ghost Tooth Pig and was poisoned to death after being injured. He wanted to go out of the mountain at that time, but he couldn't get out. He fell down halfway and couldn't get up, and he was soon buried in the snow. "

"It must have been a long time ago. At that time, Mr. Shi probably didn't hit that little ghost-toothed pig..."

Everyone was talking to each other, and they quickly determined that Lao Chai should be the first person to encounter Ghost Tooth Pig, but he was not lucky enough to accept this fate, and instead ruined his own life.

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there was a ghost-toothed pig here.

He sighed and puffed up a puff of white mist.

Although he has little contact with Lao Chai, he is also a lonely and miserable man.

Uncle Ping stood up at this time, hesitated and took out twenty copper coins from his arms and handed them to the middle-aged hunter: "I just looked at Lao Chai's belongings, and there is nothing to sell. Give him this little money." Buy a mat and wrap it up."

The coffin was certainly unaffordable.

Even a thin-skinned coffin costs one tael of silver.

It's worth a roe deer.

Chen Lin also went back to the house and took slightly more than Uncle Ping. The bag contained about a hundred copper coins. He usually didn't keep much money after selling snakes, so he exchanged it for various daily necessities.

"Let's use this money to buy some other things to make Lao Chai more decent."

The middle-aged Orion took it with a heavy expression.

He used to have a good relationship with Lao Chai's two sons, and he even risked encountering a tiger by going into the mountains with Lao Chai to help pick up the bodies of his two sons.

In the blink of an eye, the black-haired man was sent away, and the white-haired man was sent away.

…

Lao Chai's body was parked in his own house.

The middle-aged hunter took the money and went to the county town. One of his friends stayed outside while the others dug holes first.

Uncle Ping, who had dark skin, sighed, glanced at the gray sky, and tightened his tight clothes.

Then he said to Chen Lin:

"It's not peaceful recently. We lost the battle outside and the price of food in the city has risen again."

"By the way, do you remember Ah Lin, the son of that bad gambler Asheng?"

Chen Lin's ears twitched and his face remained calm, already guessing what Uncle Ping was going to say.

He nodded:

"Remember, what happened?"

"I entered the city this morning. I heard in the mountain market that Asheng came home from gambling this morning and saw his son lying on the ground and dead!"

"There was such a big commotion, and even people from the martial arts school came. Some people said it was a brain disease, and some people said it was caused by force..."

"What happened in the end?" Chen Lin asked.

Uncle Ping said: "Anyway, we can't find anyone. The people in the martial arts school said they wanted to track down the murderer, and the people in the government said he was ill. Everyone has their own opinions."

"Then what did Uncle Sheng say?"

"A Sheng? Ha! He is a heartless person. I guess he is already thinking about organizing funerals and recruiting relatives!"

"Alin, remember, if Asheng comes to find trouble for this matter, just give him some money, but not more."

"Otherwise, that person will use it to gamble!"

"This man is hopeless, follow, follow... Oh!"

Uncle Ping was quite excited and almost said the remaining half of his words, "Just like your father."

Halfway through speaking, the door behind Uncle Ping suddenly opened halfway, and Auntie pressed the little carrot that was curious to look outside, and leaned out:

"The food is ready."

"Alin, come and have something with your Uncle Ping!"

"good!"

…

After lunch, the middle-aged hunter also came back with something.

In addition to the money given by Chen Lin and Uncle Heping, there were also many familiar hunters in the county who chipped in some.

Still not enough money for the coffin.

But the money for Lao Chai's family's tombstone is enough. The tombstone carved from Yin wood can last ten years and will be delivered in a few days.

"Ten years is actually enough. I don't know how many people will still remember Lao Chai's family by then."

The middle-aged Orion sighed and burned some paper money incense candles.

Without the energy to do anything else, everyone hastily buried the old firewood in the pit, filled it with soil, and then piled it into the shape of a grave. This was the end of their lives.

Dispersed.

Chen Lin also returned to his home.

The strange stone brought back from the ice cave was still sitting quietly in the clay pot, and he took it out with a layer of mana wrapped in his hand.

But in his heart, he was thinking about the news that Uncle Ping had just brought.

"The martial arts school where Chen Xiangyuan became a disciple wants to track down the murderer."

"It's just that they thought it was a powerful warrior who killed someone, but they didn't know that it was actually caused by a talisman..."

This is normal.

This is the world of martial arts, and martial arts masters have no concept of spells at all.

No matter how outrageous the cause of death was, it would only be about martial arts. Who would have thought that there would be a young monk cultivating immortality behind it?

"According to last night's test, the talisman still works on powerful warriors, but those people are too fast and may be avoided, and the effect does not take long..."

Chen Lin held the blue stone in his hand and was considering it carefully.

If I were to make a sneak attack now, I would definitely have no problem against the last powerful warrior.

If you are well prepared, it won't be a problem to sneak attack several of them.

But if it comes out in the open, it’s hard to say.

His most lethal method now is the initial Qi refining spell "Gengjin Little Sword Jue", which is suitable for the first to third levels of Qi refining, and is used by him daily to cut meat, stones, and various things...

"It's still not safe!"

"Keep hiding!"

"It's better to put on another layer of disguise..."

With this in mind, Chen Lin put the stone back into the pot and took out last night's harvest from under the bed.

"Essentials of the Flying Bear Boxing Sutra", "Eight Gates Pigua", "Tiger and Crane Double Shape", "Qingyun Wandering Dragon Body".

There are three boxing techniques and one body technique.

Among them, Flying Bear Boxing was practiced by Chen Xiangyuan.

Chen Lin opened the book first, and when he saw the practice requirements, Chen Xiangyuan's figure immediately appeared in his mind.

"Tall people with strong hands and feet are better suited to this practice."

"No wonder, the man who blocked me in the mountains before was also tall."

Compare the difference in stature between myself and Chen Xiangyuan.

Although he is not short, he is even quite tall for the surrounding area.

In his previous life, he could have been 1.78 meters tall, but he was still far from Chen Xiangyuan's height of nearly 2 meters.

He definitely can't practice this boxing technique.

"But it should be fine for martial arts literacy..."