At this time, Lanling City was peaceful and prosperous as usual, without any murderous intent in the old fox’s mouth, as if it were exhausted.

There was a missing dog butcher in the city, but the pigs and dogs still couldn't escape death, and even the stubborn donkey and horse could not escape a knife from the crotch.

Lanterns in Osmanthus Lane hang high every day, and old teahouse guests are filled with guests every night. Half a year ago, Lao Bai's jokes were added with fresh jokes about the god-slaughtered dog family, which can make the tea lover smile happily. This is the only evidence that the dog butcher once existed.

The Lanling Prince's Mansion that was extra in the city, unfortunately, no one has seen the majestic Red Tiger Chariot except the day they entered the city.

Only occasionally did the old general Yan talk about the teenager madness, pulling Huang on the left and Qing Cang on the right, loading with wild animals shot in the mountains, and passing by the city by iron cavalry, people suddenly remember that the Lanling Prefect and the Lanling County Army Commander were no longer the most authoritative figures in the city.

Speaking of the prefect and the governor, many people only realized it after the Lanling King entered the city. On that day, the city welcomed the king's carriage. Although there were also red-clad soldiers guarding the road, there were no powerful people.

Not to mention the thirty miles of suburbs, the king of Lanling entered the Xicheng Gate, passed through half of the city, and finally entered the newly built royal palace in the center of the city, which finally welcomed his master. The powerful and powerful people were never seen, simply ignoring the royal dignity and court etiquette.

What is even more intriguing is that the Red Tiger Chariot, which has come all the way west, did not choose the nearest east gate, but deliberately bypassed half of the city and took the crowded west city where ordinary people lived, avoiding the East City where the powerful people gathered.

The strange clouds and sword shadows that live in a corner are far away from the court. In addition to the confusion and surprise when he first heard that His Majesty loved his youngest son, he took the initiative to ask for the small place of Lanling, the ordinary people don’t understand and don’t bother to guess the deep meaning of it. It is not easy to earn three meals and food for the whole family all day long, so how can the government and the army rush in.

As for the young handsome guard next to the old general Yan who was dressed in an unspecified temperament, except for the girl in Huaichun and the young woman in love, few people would look at him more than a look.

As before, the old general had more than a hundred silver-armored white horses and iron cavalry out hunting. As soon as he left the city, he rode his horse and drove a gust of smoke and dust to stir up the boss. When he went deep into the mountains, the young and handsome guard had been surrounded by more than a hundred iron cavalry guards in the center.

Obviously, the only young man in Lanling City who can be so protected by the royal guards is the Lanling King who is talked about by the people all over the city but only heard his name but did not see his true appearance.

This young prince, who looks like a match from outsiders, looks like a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. He has a slender figure and his hands holding the reins are steady and powerful.

His eyebrows are like swords, and his eyes and lips also have deep contours as sharp as a knife. Although his facial features are not suitable for beauty, they are better than bright edges and corners, and they appear to be firm and decisive.

It is said that His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was born with a fearsome appearance. The King of Lanling obviously inherited his father's tough lines, but he did not have the slightest and domineering temperament.

He rode his horse onto a hill, tied the reins, turned around and looked at Yan Tieyi who was behind a horse's head guard. As his name was, the general broke the iron clothes for hundreds of battles. Although he was old, his temperament was still as strong and fierce as he was when he was riding alone in the formation.

"The old general is full of martial spirit and does not go to the battlefield to find a title of marquis, but is wasted in this wilderness forest. This is the fault of Xiao Wang."

Yan Tieyi, who was not wearing armor and wearing black uniform, hurriedly bowed and said, "What is your highness saying? If it weren't for the grandfather of His Highness, the general of Mo would have already had a dry bone in the tomb. The empress and His Highness had a great gratitude. Now the general of Mo would ride a strong horse and drive a hard bow. He is hungry and flesh, thirsty and wine, and what else is there to be dissatisfied! It's just a pity that Your Highness..."

The Lanling King shook his head, and Yan Tieyi was silent. Although the prince was young, he was an independent person and he didn't need a martial artist who could only bend his bow and wave his sword to point fingers. If it weren't for this, the Lanling Prefect, who was sick and refused to come to see him, would have let him clean up long ago.

Although Yan Tieyi was barely called the general's general's title, and he still had a hopeless step in this life from the realm of a great master, it would not take much effort to kill the highest commander of the small county guard who was seriously lacking in combat power.

In the distance, the strong wind urges the black clouds, and the shadows block the vast forests and the mountains, and the world is filled with the restless vitality of wind and thunder. The cold and bleak mountain wind swept across the hills with misty water vapor, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Heavy rain is coming.

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The sun is already west, and the sun is not dazzling at all, and it feels warm and comfortable when shining on your body.

Liu Tugou was walking on the mountain road, and the butcher knife in his hand was faintly scattered with cold air, so weak that it was almost impossible to detect. This was a sign of the gradual emergence of spirituality.

Lao Yan and Lao Fox were one by one, and one by one, and one by one, which allowed the former dog butcher to be reborn. One was an unparalleled army general, and the other was a deceitful and unpredictable Zen wild fox. They seemed to be two completely different people and were out of place in terms of concepts.

However, Liu Tugou has the characteristics of embracing all rivers. Although the old fox was not light or heavy, he criticized the saying that he emphasized the art of slightness and Tao, but he did not have to correct him. In the final analysis, the so-called Tao, who can say that he is right?

After practicing the technique to the extreme, it was like the Dragon Slayer, and the Tao was naturally under your feet.

Liu Tugou walked on a mountain road where he was only his own, thinking about his tiger-skin coat. With a goal, he didn't like to think about things around him. Whether he was confused or innocent, he could do his own way, this was the enlightenment he had when he was ten years old when he picked up his knife and faced the fat pig that was rushing towards him crazy.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, the vines and weeds are unscrupulous, and snakes, insects, rats and ants are in danger of being able to guard against. We must be careful and overcome all obstacles. Only literati who taste it briefly or even want to look out from afar can see the poetic and picturesque meaning.

Fortunately, the wolf-skin pants were thick and tough enough, blocking the scratching and itchy little trouble, which also made Liu Tugou, who was still naked on his upper body, even more urgent. As for whether the white-headed tiger was willing to give him fur obediently, he had never considered it at all.

Finally, when it was dark, he arrived at the ground. It was a hill that was not outstanding in height or scenery. Without even bothering to find it, the head of the main owner was lying on a large smooth bluestone in the open side of the mountain, watching him climb up from the foot of the mountain lazy.

Liu Tugou climbed up and used his picky eyes that he had learned since childhood and was the same as when facing the fat pork on the chopping board. He looked up and down and was a little disappointed.

The tiger is not big, far from the four red beasts who pulled the cart for King Lanling. The fur is white but shiny, sick and listless, and ignores him, the murderous man holding the knife.

Sighing, Liu Tugou turned his head down the mountain.

He secretly took a warning and walked nearly a hundred steps, without any movement behind him.

Just as I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, I heard a joking voice behind me, "You kid are so blind. Why don't you look down on the old man's fur?"

Liu Tugou's hair stood upside down, stopped, turned around, and completed the knife in one go. Seeing the sick tiger squatting on the bluestone, looking at him in a leisurely manner, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Grandma, I hate someone who is talking behind the scenes the most!"

Needless to say, this is the shadow left by the old fox on him. In the fantasy, the old fox said a few times behind him, and his head rolled on the ground for many times, which was really unforgettable.

"Oh, I'm not very capable and have a big temper. Didn't the old wild fox tell you to be respectful when I see me? And 'My master'? Why don't the uncle remember that you are an idiot brother like you?"

Liu Tugou was stunned and suddenly remembered the demon clan that the old fox mentioned lightly once, and blurted out: "You, are you a monster in the inspiration realm?!"

The tiger's body shook, raised his chin with a proud pride, revealing his chest that was so thin that he could see the ribs, and said proudly: "Hmph, it's true that the tiger stone in the family is sick!"

The old fox himself made the evil spirit of Zen meditation, and it was even more messy to teach his disciples. He taught Liu Tugo how to enter the world by quenching his sword and killing people. When talking about the realm, he did not use the martial artists' skin, flesh, periosteum, and obscure Zen methods that made new beginners confused. Instead, he quoted Taoist sayings.

In his words, there are thousands of methods and thousands of Taos. No standard can be applied to all practitioners. Compared with the various schools, the bulls who practice the misty heavenly path rarely become plain and permissible.

Building foundation, practicing qi, inspiration, supernatural powers, and celestial beings.

Taoism calls it the five realms of the human world.

Foundation building means building a foundation, and there are many ways, such as meditation, body sturbation, pill swallowing, and weapon refining... There are many methods, and the final path is the same, so that the body can accommodate spiritual energy and set the foundation for seeking Tao from then on.

When practicing Qi, taking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use, there are many techniques and different effects.

Inspiration and spiritual energy accumulation finally change greatly, and a response is generated in the dark. If you don’t reach this state, you will not know the mystery.

Supernatural powers, inspiration to the world, return to the source, and various methods give birth to great supernatural powers. It is also easy to turn the world and the real enemy of thousands of people.

In the words of the old fox, if you can become a celestial being, you can completely rampant in the Zhoutian and kill whoever you want.

When building the foundation, the demon clan usually has no intelligence and is still a wild beast, so those who can become monsters are mostly beasts with natural strong bodies.

After ignorant foundation building, the world may be favored by chance or the predecessors may be sympathetic, and by chance, they will be able to communicate with others by chance. From then on, they will enter the realm of Qi refining and can actively absorb essence and practice by themselves. They are called a little demon.

The lame old wolf is already a beast in the foundation-building realm. After a hundred years of age, the hair is completely black, and only a strand of white hair representing wisdom remains on the center of his eyebrows, which has gradually become spiritual.

Unfortunately, he was not lucky enough to go further. In the end, he was old and weak, and was injured, so he taught Liu Tugo to get a bargain and died with his eyes closed.

When you have difficulty practicing to reach the realm of inspiration, you can be called a great demon, and speaking words is the ability that you have at the realm of inspiration.

Inspiration, if you are in the martial arts world, you will be a master, which is enough to establish a sect; if you are in the army, you will be the commander of a county and an army, with tens of thousands of soldiers under your command.

In other words, this sick tiger is a tough existence comparable to Yan Tieyi. Facing Liu Tugo who had just stepped into the foundation-building gate, he could easily suppress it by raising his claws.

So, Liu Tugou smiled brilliantly at the sick tiger Ishihara who was full of kingly aura and said, "I was shocked. It turned out that he was just a second-rate person!"
Chapter completed!