The Martial Saint who slays demons starts with refining insects

On the second day after returning from Shanjifang City, Old Man Zheng Zheng walked from the entrance of the village to the end of the village with drums and drums.

As soon as the gong sounded, the old man shouted: "Tomorrow, the households in the town will collect summer taxes. All households should not go out first. They should prepare silver to make a name for themselves. Pay the summer taxes, so don't miss the time."

After Mr. Zheng’s notification, the villagers in the village simply did not go out, which was the most popular in the village.

When Su Yan heard this, he stopped rushing to the mountains.

I took a wisp of insect element condensed by the Yin Water Centipede today, and then stood up the Golden Ape Stud Practice in my yard.

If Su Yan had made his fortune so quickly in the past, he would have gained something from rushing mountains and hunting, and would have been closely watched by many people.

But now, no one dares to bother him, and even more afraid of him.

The young man carried the tiger through the market.

This posture is not only majestic, but also powerful.

The reason why he is so arrogant is that he wants to deal with tiger meat as soon as possible, and he also wants to establish his authority.

Tell these people from all corners that Su Yan is not easy to mess with, so don’t bother him.

In this way, Su Yan's reputation spread and no one dared to disturb him.

The Golden Ape Stance Technique rises and falls with its body, and a trace of worm element power transforms into the muscles of the skin all over the body.

He breathed for a long time, penetrated his lungs and pushed the qi and blood in his body to surging like a tide.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, his mind was pure, and he seemed to be integrated into his bones.

He stepped out in one step, and a small pit appeared on the ground, and then his body changed and moved like a monkey.

A set of monkey fist, eight full styles, multiple changes, the qi and blood fluctuate, and the body's skin and flesh are red.

However, with this action, Su Yan's skill is still in his body, constantly tempering his qi and blood.

Su Yan practiced over and over again, from the sunrise to the noon, the scorching sun was like a stove.

Sweat wet the short clothes, tightly touching the body to reveal the clear edges and corners of the muscles.

‘Ordinary people need to wait for a glimmer of inspiration, and there is no need to make mistakes. But it's different from me'

Su Yan kept wielding his fists, and in his consciousness, the eight monkey fists poses were like marquee lanterns, constantly changing, and gradually became consistent with the Golden Ape Stance Practice.

‘Right is right, wrong is wrong. I can see clearly how to change every move and move. It is even more meticulous than a famous teacher. In this way, the stance method can be achieved! ’

He punched hard, his spine, arms, muscles and bones whirlwind, and his strength was three points higher than usual.

This combination of martial arts and boxing techniques can actually enhance the power of moves.

[Golden Ape Stubble Practice: 41/200 (small achievement)]

【Monkey Fist 12/200 (small result)】

Su Yan calmed his breath and went into the house to drink the boiled ginseng soup to provide more energy for the body.

Practicing martial arts with moderate tension not only requires a little rest to recover from the tempered body, but also replenish the energy in the body.

Since Su Yan wants to make faster progress, he has to make up for it.

Only by replenishing the energy needed by insects, treasure medicine, and wild beast meat can we continuously practice and improve our own strength.

I rested until the afternoon and stood for a while for a while. This time I didn’t practice boxing, but walking, walking as usual, and acting as usual.

This way of practicing is even more difficult.

After several interruptions in the stance work, I had to find the feeling again.

After practicing the stance exercise, I directly found an open space in the village, took a bow and shot arrows, and only then did I really rest until the moon was above my head.

After carrying the tiger through the market, his reputation for practicing martial arts has spread, so naturally there is no need to cover up the practice of this bow technique.

On the second day, Old Man Zheng Zheng gathered the households in the village early and was at the location of the sansan gravel farm in the village.

He nodded first, and then let everyone wait together.

After waiting for about an hour from the sun, noisy sound came from outside the village.

I saw the old man Li Zheng greeting the group with a smile, and his hunched body bent a little more.

"Sir, the households in Yunqian Village are waiting in the gravel drying ground."

"Yes, there is nothing else messy about your Yunqian Village."

The house was a middle-aged man with white face and beard, with long blue and black clothes, about forty years old, followed by two minor officials, each holding a book and seven or eight servants.

Aside him, there were three or four yamen runners wearing indigo martial arts uniforms and a simple sword around their waists.

The leader is a headmaster, tall, eyes like eagles, high temples, cold faces, and a training boy.

"Captain Xu, I have to take care of the order here."

Fang Xueyun bowed to the captain Xu Guan, very polite.

In terms of positions in the yamen, they are at the same level, but warriors are respected, let alone the captains really have real power.

"Don't worry about the square house."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

After everyone stood up, Xu Guan's eyes had already swept over the people in Yunqian Village, as if he had stayed on Su Yan for a moment.

Then the old man Zheng Zheng stood up: "The Lord of the House and the Headmaster have come, they are quieter. After a while, they will come up to pay the bank if they call the name. The summer tax is eight coins, and the fire is two coins, which is one or two coins. Silver, if you are only 10 years old, it is not considered a human being."

The head tax of the Dali Dynasty was collected in summer and winter, while the miscellaneous taxes for other names were a little less.

It is not because the court is kind, but because there are many warriors, and local tyrants and sects are in control.

The layers of exploitation require a share of profit. If the Dali Dynasty allows taxes to be collected, then ordinary people have been drained. Wouldn’t everyone have to eat?

Therefore, there were mountain fees for entering the mountains, water fees for going down the river, and so on, which were distributed to each family.

Some powerful clans could even dominate the affairs of a county or a prefecture, and even the court could not interfere.

This is the martial arts for the heaven, and they rule the world together.

The clerk beside Fang Xueyun stepped forward, expressionless: "Those who hear the name come up to pay the money. If you don't have silver, you can use grain to pay."

"Zheng Daqing"

The head of the village stepped forward and handed in the silver. The family and the son counted as two heads.

The clerk weighed the silver, looked at the quality, put it in the box he brought, and ticked the list.

The clerk called out the names one by one, and the people of Yunqian Village came forward one after another to pay the tax silver.

Xie Yuzhu also lined up to pay the tax. His Xie Bao was just a half-grown boy, only nine years old, and he didn't have to pay taxes, otherwise it would not be easy.

"Su Dahe, Su Yan"

"Sir, Su Dahe unfortunately fell off a cliff a few months ago."

The old man in the village changed his expression slightly, and whispered to the clerk about the situation.

The clerk raised his eyes slightly, nodded and crossed out Su Dahe's name. It was normal for someone to die in the mountains.

It was expected that the locals would not help people fake their deaths, otherwise it would be a serious crime.

Someone carefully looked at Su Yan's expression, only to see that he looked normal, and stepped forward to put the tax silver into the wooden box.

Suddenly, a big hand stopped in front of him: "Don't worry, I heard that the little brother carried a tiger to the market a few days ago and killed a tiger?"

Xu Guan's eyes were full of curiosity. Su Yan looked at him and nodded, saying: "It was a fluke. I wonder what instructions Xu the captain has?"

"Da Li law, warriors do not pay taxes. If you have achieved a small success in skin refining, you are a warrior. Are you one?"

Xu Guan's eyes were full of curiosity, and Su Yan's eyes flashed with strange colors.

"I don't know what Xu Guan is up to, but I'm afraid it's not easy to avoid him. I didn't do anything about Niu Han, and I'm not afraid of him. Let's see what he's going to do."