In peaceful times, people do nothing and live a contented life with meager wages. In turbulent times, people reward themselves with food and a stable life, and never think about those wars. After the earth mutates, ordinary people are willing to
For a stable environment, give up the dignity you deserve.
In every period, the essence of what everyone pursues is the same.
Yang Huang sat quietly at the entrance of the village, looking at a group of children playing in front of him. They seemed to live so happily every day.
Having lived in Chencun for two days, his injuries have basically healed, and he has become familiar with the neighbors in Chencun, especially Chen Min.
Everyone knew that he was an ordinary person and didn't look like a bad guy, so they let him stay in the village. The villagers also knew that this young man kept talking about robbing Longhu Mountain's treasures every day, but few people would take him seriously.
thing.
He often went to the village gate to smoke dry cigarettes and talk about life with the old man who was the gatekeeper. The two of them sat at the village entrance for a whole morning and an afternoon. The two days passed very quickly.
"Yang Huang, come over for dinner." Chen Min called him from a distance.
Chen Min was an orphan. She was thrown into Chen Village when she was born. Her parents were missing. She was raised by an old Taoist priest on Longhu Mountain. Later, the old Taoist priest also left, but Chen Min had already gotten used to living in Chen Village.
Yes, I will stay here.
Life in Chencun is calm and plain, without disputes or rule. This is the kind of life Yang Huang likes.
His lifelong pursuit is ordinary.
Yang Huang stood up and left the village entrance, waved to Chen Min, and the two returned to their residence together.
Chen Min's home has two bedrooms and one living room. She lives in one bedroom, and there is just one guest room left for Yang Huang to stay in.
People in Chencun are not ordinary people, so they don’t eat simple food. Today’s lunch meal is a big pot of wild boar meat.
This wild boar is a mutant, nearly six meters long and three meters high. Yesterday, for some reason, it came to the entrance of Chencun and howled, and was punched to death by the old man guarding the gate. This old man usually took good care of Chen Min, and with these two
Ri and Yang Huang also got along well, so he gave her a whole pig leg.
Yang Huang was not polite. He picked up a large piece of pork leg meat with a large spoon and put it directly into his mouth. The pork was sweet, tender and easy to swallow. More importantly, these mutated beast meats contained a lot of nutrients. These two things made him
After eating these ingredients for Japanese food, I even feel a little stronger than before.
There is also a trace of energy composed of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the pork. After being eaten by Yang Huang, it quickly moves through the body, condenses into a tiny trace of true energy, and then blends into the courtyard of his mind.
After the breakthrough of refining Qi, the innate Qi has completed its transformation and been completely transformed into another type of energy, called True Qi.
The practice of refining and transforming qi is to allow the body to continuously absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then convert it into innate qi. Finally, the body is the container to refine it, and it becomes true qi and then blended into the courtyard of the mind. Once the accumulation of true qi reaches a critical point,
It can affect the soul and transform it into a new energy body called Yuanshen.
Since the mutation of this world, the aura of heaven and earth has become extremely rich. Although the atmosphere is full of danger after the mutation, for those who practice Taoism, such an environment is extremely suitable for cultivation.
After the meal, Yang Huang patted his belly with satisfaction. He seemed to have discovered the great value of the mutated beast and decided to study it carefully in the future.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, as if something exploded near Chencun.
This loud noise shocked many people in Chencun. Many of them were having lunch and ran out of the house one after another. Some of them still had oil stains on their mouths that had not been wiped clean, but after cursing a few words, they went back to their rooms as if nothing had happened.
At the entrance of the village, a ten-meter-high behemoth was suspended in the air. It was a mecha with a metal shell and a fiery red body. The mecha held a long sword in its hand, and the blade shone with a cold light.
Extremely sharp.
The mecha is human-shaped, but it has a pair of mechanical wings on its back. The feathers on the wings are like countless sharp blades, which are extremely sharp.
There is a depression on the shoulder of the mecha, with thick smoke billowing from it and sparks lingering. Behind it, an eight-meter-long small fighter jet hangs quietly in the air, as if it is in opposition to the mecha.
In addition to the mechas and fighter planes in the sky, there are also some people on the ground. The first is a bald man and a young girl. The two of them are obviously in the same group. Opposite them, there are three teenagers holding swords, who look like nothing more.
They are all sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing white clothes and having long hair, a bit like the ancients.
"Yang Xiaoyan, I, the elder of Shushan, will arrive soon. If you don't leave Longhu Mountain, you will be annihilated!" A tall young man holding a sword raised his eyebrows and counted down with fierce momentum.
"Haha, the Shushan Sword Sect is too overbearing! Everyone knows that there is a divine object born in Longhu Mountain, and anyone with a destiny in the world can get it. Why can you come from Shushan, but we can't come?" The young girl looked up.
The head laughs, and there is a lot of smoke above the arms.
"Hmph, what was born in Longhu Mountain this time is a Taoist magic weapon. You and other mortals are not qualified to fight for it." Another young man holding a sword spoke first, with a tone of inviolable domineering tone.
"It's a joke, in this world the strong are respected. Who said that you, a Taoist, are superior to others?" The young girl was Yang Huang's sister Yang Xiaoyan. She was so angry that she laughed and blurted out this sentence. After saying it,
After pondering for a moment, she remembered that her brother had said similar words before.
That was before the earth mutated, and her father angrily accused Yang Huang of not living up to expectations and willing to degenerate into a subordinate. Yang Huang laughed angrily and said: "Everyone in this world is created equal. Who said that you, an evolved person, will
Are you superior to others?"
"Yang Xiaoyan, since the world mutated, everyone thinks that the evolvers are the strongest in the world. But I want to tell you, we cultivators cultivate the way of heaven to become immortals. How can we be short-sighted people like you who respect strength?
Nothing can be compared!" It was still the tall sword-wielding young man. After he finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense and silently recited the formula. The long sword in his hand suddenly lit up with a strong golden light.
If they don't agree with each other, they will become tense.
"Aren't they just a few swordsmen! I'll tear you apart!" The bald man who had been silent could no longer hold back at this moment.
He rushed towards the three sword-wielding youths ahead of Yang Xiaoyan, and soon reached one meter in front of them.
call!
Seeing that the two sides were about to confront each other, an old man appeared at an inappropriate time. His body was like an illusion, appearing out of thin air between the bald man and the sword-wielding boy. There was no energy fluctuation in his body, but his shots were extremely fast.
He first struck the bald man in the chest with his palm and pushed his overly strong body five or six meters away. At the same time, his other hand grabbed the sword in the hand of the tall sword-wielding boy and returned it with one blow.
snatched away by the long sword that shone with golden light.
His hand was grasping the blade of the long sword, but the sharp sword could not cut through his skin. Instead, the light dimmed and the edge was no longer there.
The three young men holding swords were all shocked, especially the tall young man who lost his long sword. You must know that they are sword cultivators, and the so-called sword cultivators are monks who enter the Tao with swords and take swords as their life. Where the sword is, the person is.
The sword destroys people and kills them.
The fact that the personal sword was so easily taken away means that the life connected to the sword is also easily in the hands of others.
But what they saw in front of them was clearly a seventy-year-old man without even a trace of energy fluctuation!
"Old man, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. I, the elder of Shushan, will be here in a while. If you know what's going on, get out of my way!" Although the old man took the sword away from his hand with a move, the tall man still couldn't bear it.
The young man didn't think that the other person was more capable than him, and he didn't have any respect at all. He was still arrogant and domineering.
"Young man, it doesn't matter if you are passionate and fierce, but Chencun is a peaceful place. If you want to make trouble... go elsewhere!" The old man threw the long sword aside like scrap metal and said slowly with his hands behind his back.
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"Are your ears broken? Can't you understand people's words? Okay, let me tell you again. There is a rare treasure here. I, the elder of Shushan, must get it and will come here in person! This Chencun you are talking about
, it will no longer be a peaceful place from today on." The tall young man glanced at the entrance of Chencun and said disdainfully.
In his opinion, this is a run-down village, and 80% of the people living in it are ordinary people struggling to survive. In this world full of crises, it is a joke that there are still people talking to him about a peaceful place.
The old man listened to the young man's words and did not refute or take action. He just shook his head. He was nearly seventy years old and had lived almost a lifetime. He had never seen such a person. A teenage child, even if he pointed at him
Calling him a dog will not stir up any turmoil in his heart.
"I still say the same thing, if you want to make trouble... go make trouble somewhere else!"