Longevity and cultivation, I evolved martial arts into immortality

At night, the cool breeze blows slowly.

The wine in the Hu family's mansion is fragrant.

During the dinner, Song Zhong talked about the division of warriors.

The classification of martial arts levels is similar to that of martial arts. There are also four levels: "unqualified", "third-rate", "second-rate", and "first-rate".

These warriors in the blood coagulation realm are all inferior.

In the world of martial arts, only those who have reached the realm of skin refining can be considered third-rate masters.

"The world is huge and there are very few warriors. Being worthy of being a 'third-rate master' is enough to go sideways in many places."

Speaking of the realm of skin refining, everyone present could not help but sigh.

There are only four skin refining realms in the entire county, which shows how difficult it is to enter this realm.

Luck, talent, resources, etc. are all indispensable.

"As a warrior, you must never lose your spirit. You have to fight for what you have to fight for, and do everything you can to fight for resources for yourself."

Song Zhong said to Chu Liang solemnly: "Then why is Wu Neng so shameless and insisting on robbing your tiger demon body? It's for resources!"

A tiger demon corpse can be exchanged for a lot of merit in the martial alliance.

Even if you don't exchange for merit, you can sell it for at least 1,500 taels of silver.

Warriors are all short of money!

This is not an isolated case.

You need to spend money to buy good exercises and martial arts skills, and you also need to pay for guidance when practicing. The "food tonic" and "medicinal tonic" materials needed to temper your qi and blood cost a lot of money.

The higher you go, the more resources and silver you spend.

If nothing else, let’s talk about Mr. Hu. He spent an unknown amount of silver to get to the point of coagulation. Now he is so poor that he only has dozens of silver left in his body.

Wu Neng and others have been warriors for many years, but they don't have much silver that they can directly take out, only two or three hundred at most.

"They have made a lot of money over the years, but they have all invested in martial arts."

Song Zhong said that he himself is the same.

When you have money, you must spend it on yourself as soon as possible to improve your strength as quickly as possible.

If you are not strong enough, you will not be able to keep it no matter how much money you have.

The road to martial arts is a bottomless pit. Some people intend to stop after gathering some energy and blood, and start enjoying the treatment of a master martial artist.

But they will soon discover that they are only at the bottom of the warriors, and they still need to see the faces of those warriors with two qi and blood, so... many people want to continue to climb up to the position of two qi and blood...

When they reach two streams of Qi and blood, they will want to climb to three streams of Qi and blood...

"Chu Liang, the same goes for you. Don't save money. Once you have money, improve yourself immediately." Song Zhong said solemnly.

"I see."

Chu Liang is not worried about this, he does not need to worry about money.

There are many ways for martial artists to make money, such as temporarily joining a bodyguard bureau as an escort, working as a nurse for a rich man, or entering a martial arts studio as a boxing and kicking master.

The fastest way is to go into the mountains to hunt monsters.

If they are lucky, a team of monster hunters can earn several thousand taels a month.

Of course, if you are unlucky... let alone money, whether you can save your life is a question.

Over the years, many demon-catching teams in the Martial Alliance have gone into the mountains. Some have returned with great achievements, while others have never come out again.

"It's not peaceful in the mountains lately, you should have noticed."

Song Zhong suddenly mentioned this matter.

It is indeed not peaceful in the mountains.

Before this tiger monster appeared, various villages, including Qingshi Village, had been attacked many times by wild beasts.

Qingshi Village was attacked by two wild bears, while other surrounding villages were attacked by wild wolves, leopards and the like.

Chu Liang awakened his past life memories after a wild bear attack.

"It's not just this tiger monster." Song Zhong said: "There are also several other monsters appearing in other directions in the county. They should all come out of the mountains."

"Master Song, what happened in the mountains?" Master Hu asked.

"I don't know."

Song Zhong shook his head and said: "The Martial Alliance has sent people to investigate. There is no news yet. They just warned us not to go into the mountains to hunt monsters recently."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu had a look of worry on his face.

If something big happened in the mountains, any disturbance might affect his small mountain village.

Apart from anything else, if a few more monsters emerge...

Mr. Hu was worried and didn't dare to think about it.

Chu Liang is going to the county town next to learn martial arts, but he is not worried about running into this problem. After all, there are many martial arts practitioners in the county town, and there are basically no monsters causing trouble in the county town.

But Mr. Hu plans to stay in the village and become a wealthy man, so he has to worry about the future.

"Oh, what a troubled time."

Mr. Hu sighed.

Soon, the dinner was over.

Song Zhong and others said goodbye, rejected Mr. Hu's offer to stay, got on their horses, and headed back under the moonlight.

Horse hooves flew and smoke flew everywhere.

"Chu Liang, come to the Martial Alliance as soon as possible!"

Song Zhong and others drifted away, and his last words floated in the wind.

Looking at the direction in which they disappeared, Mr. Hu's face was full of sorrow. Suddenly his face turned pale and he couldn't help coughing several times: "Cough...cough..."

With these coughs, he coughed up strands of blood.

Chu Liang glanced at him and asked, "Didn't you take those pills I gave you?"

"It's too precious to part with."

Mr. Hu carefully took out the small porcelain vase, holding it tightly in his hand as if it were a treasure.

One pill cost ten taels of silver, and he was really reluctant to take it.

"I can recover from this injury in a few months, so I can't waste it." He smiled awkwardly.

"I advise you to recover from your injuries as soon as possible."

Chu Liang casually said something, turned around and walked towards his own yard, saying as he walked: "The mountain is not peaceful, maybe there will be more monsters attacking, think about it yourself."

"That's right..."

Mr. Hu stood there, looking at the small porcelain bottle, feeling a little tangled.

After a while, he gritted his teeth, reluctantly poured out a pill and threw it into his mouth.

"Huh... magic medicine, it's really a magic medicine..."

Mr. Hu's face suddenly became rosy, and his body was much more relaxed. He walked towards the Hu family mansion with emotion.

He understood that this was a reward from Chu Liang, and Chu Liang needed him to protect his second uncle's family, so he advised him to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

In the future, as long as he performs well, there may be other rewards.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was like water.

The body of the tiger monster was lying quietly in Chu Liang's yard.

The three little dog monsters did not fight, but surrounded the tiger monster's body, staying close to it, doing their duty.

Chu Liang returned to the yard, but did not rest or practice martial arts, but sat quietly at the stone table.

Two little mice were lying on Chu Liang's shoulders.

One of them asked, "Master, it's getting late, aren't you going to rest?"

"Wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Maybe there will be guests."

Chu Liang looked leisurely, poured himself a cup of blood ginseng tea, and waited while drinking tea.

Today's battle with the tiger demon made him gain a lot.

The power of blood and qi flowed around him, like a big river, endless and rolling.

There was only one last step left to condense the third blood and qi, maybe tonight.

Chu Liang closed his eyes slightly, quietly feeling the power of blood and qi in his body.

About a quarter of an hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"The guests are here, and they are bad guests."

Chu Liang looked calm and looked at one side of the yard.

The next moment, a black shadow climbed over the wall.

"Chu Liang!"

The black shadow suddenly spoke, staring at Chu Liang with cold eyes, like a falcon staring at its prey.

He is the deputy captain of Wu Neng's monster-catching team, Wu Neng's cousin, named Wu Qian, who has the strength of two bloods.

Chu Liang smiled calmly and asked, "Master Wu, why are you visiting me so late at night?"

"Kill you!"