Village Building Order Frenzy

The next morning, Zhang Yang woke up from hunger. He ate all the goose meat left over from yesterday, so now he has no food at all.

Luckily, Li Village is giving out porridge in the morning and evening. Each person has a bowl of porridge, which is so clear that he can count the grains of rice.

"Two dogs."

He had just fed his cheap grandfather a bowl of porridge, when someone called him outside the door. He was a somewhat stout man, quite different from those old, weak, sick and disabled people he saw yesterday, with a hard bow on his back and a With a long knife and a murderous look, he should be a warrior, but that's all.

This person, of course, is Zhang Yang's cheap brother-in-law, who joined the Li village patrol team three months ago.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Zhang Yang asked, in Wang Ergou's memory, this guy named Dahei treated him pretty well.

"Do you still want to be a monk apprentice?"

The uncle asked with a stern expression. This should not be the first time he asked this question.

"I did meritorious service yesterday, so I was just promoted to the team leader. If you come to the patrol team, you can come to my team. I will take care of you."

"But I still want to give it a try." Zhang Yang smiled.

"With your physique that can collapse when the wind blows, you can only die if you go." The uncle looked very angry.

"I know." Zhang Yang nodded. Even without Wang Ergou's memory, he could guess the truth. I don't know what's going on in this world now. Anyway, the mortals with a huge base have undergone internal distortions. People are still people, but everything has changed. It is not suitable for cultivating immortals, this is destroying the foundation of cultivating immortals, so it is okay to want to become a monk and apprentice, but first you need to correct the distortion in the meridians, this process is absolutely fatal.

But Zhang Yang really couldn't wish for this. He just repaired the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin last night. This should be his last luck. In the future, the chance of him encountering another Earthbound Spirit is infinitely equal to zero.

Therefore, the recruitment of monks and apprentices in the village was his only chance.

"snort!"

The uncle was very angry and left in a huff!

Zhang Yang closed the door of the hut calmly, and went to the center of the village without looking back.

There is an immortal in the center of Li Village. The immortal in the villagers' cognition is an immortal cultivator in the foundation establishment period. He lives in a big house with a garden of more than ten acres, but the garden is actually planted with various kinds of flowers. Planting medicinal herbs and guarding them with a spirit-gathering formation, they look very gorgeous and immortal in the eyes of the villagers.

But, it's really shabby.

A dignified immortal cultivator in the foundation-building period actually ran to a village to hide and seek. The elixir garden was only a dozen acres, so he dared not go to the vast world.

In Zhang Yang's words, it's a lost dog!

Tall immortal cultivators would never cooperate with mortals, let alone have close contact with mortals. Now that they do so, it is enough to show that the problem has become so serious that there is nothing to say.

When Zhang Yang came here, he saw the elders of the village, the patrol captain, these upper-level figures in the village were respectfully receiving paper talismans and elixirs from a pale young man, which were used for daily consumption of guarding the village .

Then, a full twenty sallow-faced and emaciated migrant boys and girls were brought up, and they would be selected. Those who passed would become monk apprentices, and those who failed—turned into a corpse or a monster.

Therefore, in Li Village, anyone who has a way to survive, anyone who can have a chance of survival, is unwilling to become a monk and apprentice.

Because in the past three years, only two people succeeded, and there are almost a thousand people who died.

If it hadn't been for this cultivator who had indeed solved several disasters in the village, and if it hadn't been for the refugees from other nearby villages who kept coming, Li Village would have rebelled long ago.

Now, Zhang Yang is the first person to ask to become a monk's apprentice in the past two years.

"Come with me, Master is waiting for you."

That pale young man is the only one who has passed the selection in the past three years, but his strength is still the same.

Zhang Yang walked in with other equally numb teenagers expressionless.

The house inside is huge and full of aura. It seems that this cultivator has not gone bankrupt, which is good news.

"Take off your clothes, men go to the left, women go to the right, wash up and come see me again."

A tired man's voice came from inside the big house.

Zhang Yang and the ten teenagers went to a strange-looking room on the left. There was a pool in the room. The water in the pool was clear, and a layer of dense white mist rose faintly.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang suddenly understood.

In fact, the selection has already begun. The water in the pool is by no means clear water, but a relatively high concentration of psychic liquid. If it was in the past, any ordinary mortal could soak in this psychic liquid, which would be a great fortune. Let alone prolong life by fifty years.

But now, all mortals have been deformed due to unknown reasons, and the meridians in the body have long been unable to practice. If they forcibly absorb the spiritual energy, the consequences will be death or turning into some unknown monster.

In fact, before the ten teenagers got close to the pool, they all felt extremely uncomfortable, their faces flushed, and their veins burst out. This was a strong resistance from the distorted meridians in their bodies.

At this time, Zhang Yang directly pulled them away, strode over, and quickly sealed the three distorted acupoints of the Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin with three sewing needles in his hands, and poured them violently.

This is spiritual liquid!

The reason why the immortal cultivator let them take a bath was because he was worried that they would not be able to withstand the impact of spiritual energy, not because he had to take a bath.

Zhang Yang poured about four or five catties in one breath, and it was only about the amount of a unit of ordinary-level spiritual energy.

At this moment, his whole body was like being stabbed by a knife, his skin was like a hot red prawn, blood vessels burst out one by one, and in some areas, the capillaries exploded one after another.

Death is imminent!

But Zhang Yang's mind is extremely stable at the moment. He chose the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin at the beginning, and the Heart Meridian of Hand Taiyin not randomly, because these two meridians basically cover most of the fragile internal organs.

In particular, the lung meridian of hand Taiyin, which has been repaired, has already played an important role at this moment, like a lake, which constantly receives roaring peaks from other parts of the body, so that Zhang Yang's body will not break through the collapse warning value.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also let go of the isolation of the soul a little, on the one hand to suppress the distorted acupoints on the head, and on the other hand to repair the distorted acupoints of the Taiyin Heart Meridian of the hand.

For three full minutes, the three deformed acupoints were repaired. Zhang Yang endured the dizziness and pulled out three sewing needles. In an instant, the flood peak in his body seemed to find a flood outlet.

In other words, even if the distorted acupoints in other meridians have not been repaired, Zhang Yang's body can already withstand the direct infusion of a small amount of spiritual energy.

But he didn't continue, the restoration of the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and Hand Taiyin Heart Meridian was enough for him to pass the test, and he also needed to cover up the secret of his soul's reverse travel

Therefore, too much is too late.