Martial Arts Have Mastery

"All skills have proficiency ()"

Bringing the four little 'divine beasts', Shen Ling returned to the gravel mountain.

After a trip, he found nothing, which was not beyond Shen Ling's expectations...

If something in the legend is easy to find, it shouldn't be called a legend.

It's just that several years have passed.

There is still no news about Pangu Axe.

Shen Ling was a little anxious now.

It's okay to not find the Pangu ax for a while, it's okay to not find the Pangu ax for a year, it's still okay to not find the Pangu ax for ten years.

But if he hasn't found the Pangu ax in a hundred years, how can he wait so calmly?

Even if it lasts for a hundred years, what if it lasts for a thousand years?

Shen Ling calculated carefully.

If calculated according to his current cultivation speed, as long as the Longevity Kungfu is raised to the Ninth Level of Condensation Domain, it will not be a big problem to live for a thousand years.

But if you need to endure a thousand years of loneliness, experience a thousand years of wind and rain.

Then what will he look like?

Can the original intention be maintained?

All these questions made Shen Ling feel extremely troubled.

Although he is not irritable now, his anxious eyebrows have begun to burn...

In desperation, Shen Ling began to find other things to distract himself.

Among them, teaching the ancient people to practice martial arts, and making the four small animals he raised stronger, became the main things Shen Ling did.

Time passed day by day, this time, Shen Ling traveled again.

In a place like a gourd valley, he found traces of a group of people...

A group of ancient people.

"Who?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the ancient man who was on guard picked up the wooden spear in an instant.

Seeing his appearance, several ancient people nearby got up at the same time, staring intently at the place where the footsteps came from.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person."

Soon, Shen Ling's figure appeared from the other side of the stone, still speaking relaxed words.

"What tribe are you from?"

After carefully looking at Shen Ling's old or new clothes, the leader of the ancient people asked cautiously.

"I'm from the Dijiang tribe."

Looking around, Shen Ling smiled and said, "I want to meet your leader, can I?"

"Meet the leader?"

The leading ancient man thought for a while, then nodded to an ancient man next to him.

The ancient man walked towards the inside of Calabash Valley in an instant, and Shen Ling stood there quietly waiting for a while.

Soon, a man who was not much different from the leader of the Dijiang tribe came over.

There are also colorful lines on the face.

"People from the Dijiang tribe?"

Seeing Shen Ling, this strong man first looked at Shen Ling from top to bottom, and then asked in a low tone.

"Yes."

Shen Ling nodded.

Although he is not supposed to belong to the Dijiang Tribe, it can be said that the Dijiang Tribe is very familiar with him, and the Dijiang Tribe won't mind if he borrows his identity.

"Do you know who I am?"

Looking at Shen Ling, the strong man asked again.

Shen Ling shook his head lightly.

To be honest, he didn't know which tribe this strong man and the surrounding ancient people belonged to. He just wanted to come here and look for clues...

It would be great if there was news about Pangu Axe.

If not, it is only reasonable.

Just wasting a little time.

"do not know."

Seeing Shen Ling nodding, the strong man said slowly, "I am the leader of the Jumang tribe, tell me why you are here."

Shen Ling was not invited in, but he did not attack Shen Ling either.

Shen Ling reckoned that the relationship between the Jumang tribe and the Dijiang tribe should be unfamiliar, that is, neither close nor hostile.

"Is the Jumang tribe..."

Shen Ling looked at the leader of the Jumang tribe, and said, "I want to use a seed that can produce food, and you can do me a favor.

"

"Food? What is food?"

The leader of the Jumang tribe asked suspiciously.

Shen Ling said softly: "Food is something that can fill one's stomach and keep people from starving."

The leader of the Jumang tribe nodded: "You want to use this thing, and let me do you a favor?"

Shen Ling responded, "Yes."

"What's busy?"

Although there were still some doubts about Shen Ling's words, the leader of the Jumang tribe did not directly refuse.

Judging from the flickering stars in the eyes of the leader of the Jumang tribe, this leader's character should be inclined to that kind of wisdom.

There is a clear difference between the leader of the Dijiang tribe and the leader of the Gonggong tribe.

However, he can become the leader of the tribe.

Who is really stupid?

Shen Ling said with a smile: "I just need you to tell me the news when you get the news about the Pangu Axe."

"Pangu Ax? That thing that appeared in the legend?"

The leader of the Jumang tribe squinted his eyes, looked at Shen Ling and asked, "What are you looking for for that thing?"

"I have my reasons." Shen Ling smiled, "Of course, it's not harmful to you."

After some hesitation.

The leader of the Jumang tribe said softly, "If that's all, then I can promise you, but how can you prove that the seeds you brought can be eaten?"

"Simple." Shen Ling smiled confidently.

He took out the wheat seeds from his pocket and dug a hole in the ground with his feet.

He then sprinkled the seed into the pit and buried it with his feet.

Finally, the power of immortality was injected into it.

A stalk of wheat begins to grow.

"This……"

Looking at the wheat growing to maturity in front of his eyes, the leader of the Jumang tribe was shocked.

"Are you Lord Jumang?"

Lord Jumang?

Hearing this sentence, Shen Ling was taken aback for a moment.

He thought about the information about Jumang carefully, but there was no memory in his mind at all.

In addition to knowing that Gou Mang is one of the twelve ancestor witches.

What does Jumang look like, what ability...

Shen Ling didn't know anything about it.

But he was sure that Jumang had a profound meaning to the Jumang tribe.

After all, the name of this tribe is named after Jumang.

After thinking for a few seconds, Shen Ling shook his head and said, "I am not your Lord Jumang, my name is Shen Ling."

Hearing Shen Ling's denial, the leader of the Jumang tribe's eyes dimmed a bit...

He rearranged his mentality, then picked up the ears of wheat, put them in his mouth and chewed them for a while.

"It's really edible."

Looking at Shen Ling, the leader of the Jumang tribe nodded.

Although Shen Ling is not Lord Jumang, the ability to make plants grow instantly with this hand is very similar to the ability of Lord Jumang in the legend.

"These are seeds."

Wheat seeds are planted in soil, then grow, and then produce seeds.

Repeatedly, Shen Ling gave a large amount of seeds to the leader of the Jumang tribe, and the agreement between the two began from this moment.

"Jumang."

When leaving the Jumang tribe, Shen Ling saw a totem engraved with the Jumang tribe.

It was a green body with a human face, a bird body, and two dragons on its feet.

But judging from this color.

really.

If Jumang among the legendary Twelve Ancestral Witches can control the power of wood, then his current state should be Jumang who has been weakened to the extreme.

He can't master the power of wood, he can make plants grow quickly.

It's still far from Jumang.

When leaving the Jumang tribe, a question suddenly flashed in Shen Ling's mind.

This world is very small, and when he obtained the source of the world ten thousand years later, he had already seen the whole picture of this world.

But there are legends about Pangu opening the sky in this world.

Thousands of years ago, there was a tribe of twelve ancestral witches.

How did all this come about?

It cannot always be created out of thin air.

Thinking of the fairy tales and novels he had read, Shen Ling always felt that there should be some connection between them.

Perhaps the Pangu here is also a time traveler...

Thinking of this, Shen Ling suddenly smiled.

Back at the Broken Stone Mountain, Shen Ling told the leaders of the other three tribes about meeting the Jumang tribe.

The leaders of the other three tribes did not express any opinions on this matter, and after the explanation from the leader of the Dijiang tribe, Shen Ling also knew the reason.

The Jumang tribe is not big and there are not many people.

Their purpose is to live away from other tribes, and they prefer to find an uncontested area quietly, and then live a life uncontested there.

This caused the Jumang tribe to have no enmity with any tribe.

Not even cared about.

was forgotten.

Another half a year passed, and the leader of the Gonggong Tribe knelt in front of Shen Ling and respectfully said, "Thank you, Lord God, I have become stronger."

"Um."

Shen Ling nodded calmly.

yes.

The leader of the Gonggong tribe has become stronger, even himself has become stronger.

If you don't practice, you don't know. Once you practice, you will be shocked.

The aura in this world is unexpectedly uneven. There seems to be a natural formation on the side of the gravel mountain, which can make the aura twenty times stronger than normal.

This is stronger than the aura provided by the Martial Realm...

Shen Ling was also surprised.

Now, the domain of hatred that swallowed the domain of arrogance is still the third level of the coagulation domain.

Shen Ling didn't have the skills to cultivate this thing, and he didn't have the chance to find so many resentful emotions for this domain to swallow.

What he can do is to keep practicing such exercises as longevity exercises.

The current Longevity Kung Fu has reached the fourth level of Condensation Domain.

Even the other exercises are moving towards the realm of Ningyu little by little, and Shen Ling's most frequently used Mountain Knife Technique has now reached the level of a master of the Nine Realms.

Still close to the door!

can break through.

The strength is getting stronger and stronger, and even the ancient people with the three tribes are getting stronger and stronger.

But something that surprised Shen Ling happened...

That was the Zhujiuyin tribe, with the people of the Shebishi tribe, they launched an attack towards the gravel mountain.

When I saw the ancient people all over the mountains and plains staring at this place one by one.

There was a strange expression on the corner of Shen Ling's mouth.

Although I learned from the Dijiang tribe that the leader and the ancient people of the Shebishi tribe are the most powerful group in this area, but...

After so long of practice, the three tribes at the foot of the gravel mountain have reunited.

Totally different!

"Who are you going?"

Looking back at the leaders of the three tribes, Shen Ling's voice had a hint of a chuckle.

"I come."

The leader of the Dijiang tribe squeezed his wrist.

Fighting with the leader of the Gonggong tribe all the time is actually quite boring.

It might be a good thing for someone to call now.

"I go."

Almost only half a second behind, the leader of the gangster tribe also spoke.

As for the female leader of the Houtu tribe over there, her face is calm. She is not the kind of character who is good at force. Shutting up is the best choice at this time.

"Why don't you two fight first?"

Looking at the two people who didn't want to give in, Shen Ling frowned slightly.

"Don't dare."

The leaders of the Dijiang tribe and the Gonggong tribe retreated at the same time.

To use force in front of Shen Ling is a disrespectful act in their eyes.

"Go ahead."

After hesitating for a moment, the leader of the Gonggong tribe took another step back.

"Row."

Not giving in, the leader of the Dijiang tribe moved forward slowly.

"It's you."

Seeing the leader of the Dijiang tribe, the leader of the Shebishi tribe showed a smile on his face.

"It's me." The leader of the Dijiang tribe held a wooden spear, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Stop talking nonsense, come up and die."

The leader of the Sabishi tribe took a step forward.

The stone hammer in his hand rested on the ground.

Very imposing.

"Death?"

Listening to the indulgent words of the leader of the Dijiang Tribe, the leader of the Shebishi Tribe moved forward quickly, then swung his right arm vigorously, and smashed the stone hammer at the leader of the Dijiang Tribe.

The stone hammer followed suit, but it was too heavy.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe, who had been specially guided by Shen Ling, already understood that the battle should not be like it used to be.

He took a few steps back, dodging the sledgehammer of the leader of the Sabi corpse tribe.

Then the wooden spear stabbed at the leader of the Sabishi tribe.

"Just relying on this thing, you want to hurt me?"

The leader of the Shebishi tribe dodged slightly, and then pinched the spear of the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

Just when he was confident, his abdomen was suddenly attacked.

"Boom!"

No words, no answers.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe punched the leader of the Shebishi tribe with one punch after another.

The leader of the Shebishi tribe wanted to fight back, but the stone hammer was too heavy. Before he could raise the stone hammer, he was punched several times by the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

Fist to flesh attack.

The already powerful body of the leader of the Dijiang Tribe was combined with the wide-opening and closing moves of Shang regret mountain fist.

In the end, the leader of the Shebishi tribe had no choice but to give up the stone hammer in his hand and ran back in embarrassment.

"help me!"

At this moment, the leader of the Shebishi tribe let go of his dignity.

Ask for help from the leader of the nearby Zhujiuyin tribe.

"boom……!"

Over there, the leader of the Zhujiuyin tribe threw several stones at the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

These stones hit the ground around the leader of the Dijiang tribe with tremendous force.

There was a series of loud noises.

"interesting."

Looking at the leader of the Zhujiuyin tribe over there, Shen Ling's eyes showed a hint of amusement.

Although the battle on the scene looks like a child's play, everyone in it is no less powerful than a tiger.

"I'll deal with him."

At this time, the leader of the Gonggong tribe slowly asked Shen Ling for instructions.

"Um."

Shen Ling nodded.

He actually doesn't care about the outcome of the battle, because he stands here, this battle cannot be lost...

Shen Ling is extremely confident.