Qian Dehua murmured: "It's useless! My natural fantasy beast cannot sleep, so what can you do no matter how brilliant your cultivation method is?"
The Fantasy Continent has been based on the supernatural beasts since ancient times. No matter what the cultivation method is, the core is to increase the power of the fantasy beasts.
Therefore, in Qian Dehua's mind, the martial arts training method mentioned by Yan Ling is just one of thousands of ways to increase the power of fantasy beasts.
"hehe!"
Yan Ling chuckled softly and did not explain immediately. Instead, a fierce momentum emerged, and his solid consciousness tightly pressed Qian Dehua's skinny body, making him bend down unconsciously.
Yan Ling then said: "Please feel it carefully. Is this the power of a fantasy beast?"
Qian Dehua closed his eyes and concentrated on his remaining mental energy, which was slightly stronger than ordinary people's. He carefully understood the strong pressure coming from Yan Ling's body.
After a long time, Qian Dehua suddenly widened his eyes and said, "What kind of power is this? Why can't I feel the power of any phantom beast?"
Qian Dehua's eyes looked at Yan Ling with strong curiosity and a touch of deep desire.
He was curious about Yan Ling's so-called martial arts training method, but it didn't contain any power of phantom beasts. He also longed for himself to have such powerful power. By then, he would be able to take revenge, complain, and be free and happy!
"This is the power of martial arts, absorbing the power of heaven and earth with the human body, sublimating the origin with vast power, and gaining endless power!"
Yan Ling's eyes flashed, he stretched out his palm, spread out his five fingers, and exuded extremely sharp sword energy that kept beating on it, attracting people's attention.
"As long as you practice martial arts to a high level, it will be easy to compete with the Phantom Beast Master. You may even have the opportunity to transcend the shackles of the Phantom Beast and gather boundless power in one body!"
There was a hint of confusion in Yan Ling's tone. He moved slightly and said calmly: "How about it? Are you interested in practicing martial arts with me?"
“What will it cost me?”
Qian Dehua is not like those young girls before who were easily disturbed by Yan Ling's words. He is an old man in the world, so he naturally understands the truth that there is no free lunch in the world!
"It's very simple. You just need to recruit a few more disciples after you become successful in practice and pass on the martial arts I taught you. This is the best reward you can give me!" Yan Ling reached out and flicked the sword in his hand.
The air shot into the sky, turning into light spots and disappearing.
Then, Yan Ling put his hands behind his back and asked in a low voice: "Do you have any doubts? If not, then have a good rest. Tomorrow I will officially teach you the martial arts training method. I hope you will not be pulled away by those teenagers.
Otherwise, it will be you who will be embarrassed!" Yan Ling knew that Qian Dehua was proud, so he deliberately stimulated him.
"Don't worry, I still have the confidence to defeat these little brats!" Qian Dehua also replied calmly.
Although he still doubted that Yan Ling's conditions were too simple, his desire for power suppressed this doubt and made Qian Dehua agree, becoming another martial arts seed for Yan Ling.
"That's good!"
Yan Ling nodded with satisfaction, then called a maid and asked her to take Qian Dehua to freshen up.
Qian Dehua has been a slave for much longer than those boys and girls, and is naturally much dirtier than them. Yan Ling is now closer, and he can even smell the odor on Qian Dehua!
Qian Dehua himself noticed this and couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He had no hope before, so he naturally wouldn't pay attention to these things, but now that Yan Ling has given him a chance to escape from the sea of suffering, he naturally pays attention to things like appearance again.
stand up.
"Peng'er, why do you suddenly think of buying a slave?"
After Yan Ling finished handling these matters, Li Yun suddenly came to his yard without a trace, frowned and asked: "Are you not used to calling the maids and servants in the house? Tell mother, mother will do it
Change a group of people!"
Yan Ling bought eleven high-level slaves, and among them was a skinny old man worth two thousand gold coins. This matter spread throughout the Lin Mansion not long after Qingfeng Trading Company came to visit.
Li Yun, who was always paying attention to her precious son's actions, naturally got the news immediately. However, seeing that Yan Ling was dealing with these slaves, she did not come over immediately.
Now that Yan Ling was free, Li Yun naturally couldn't control her curiosity and looked for it from her small courtyard.
Facing this mother who cared so much about him, Yan Ling couldn't help crying or laughing. He could only wave his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, mother, you don't have to worry about me!"
"I didn't buy these slaves to make them servants of the Lin Mansion. I bought them to teach them cultivation methods so that when they become stronger, they can protect my mother!"
After thinking about it, Yan Ling finally said some of his thoughts true or false. Anyway, once Qian Dehua and the ten boys and girls started practicing, they would not be able to hide it from the people in the Lin family.
Instead of explaining it then, it is better to explain it to Li Yun now, lest she think something happened to her again.
"It turns out that Peng'er also knows how to cultivate direct descendants! He has really grown up!"
However, when Li Yun heard what Yan Ling said, a strange color suddenly flashed in her eyes, which was obviously a misunderstanding.
However, Yan Ling didn't intend to explain. Anyway, they would understand his intentions when the time came. Telling him now was just to get vaccinated in advance.
"However, Peng'er, even if you want to cultivate your own strength, you don't have to go to the slave market to buy slaves, right?" Li Yun suddenly said: "There are so many people in the house, are you afraid that you can't find the right person?"
"Mom, what I need are people who voluntarily practice martial arts. Most of these people in the house are too old or practice the way of fantasy beasts. They are destined to be unable to go further in martial arts."
Faced with Li Yun's question, Yan Ling had no choice but to explain again: "Martial arts practice is completely different from the practice of the Phantom Beast Master. They rely on their own strength and achieve their own great power!"
"In the early stage, martial arts practitioners are destined to be weaker than beast phantom masters. For those who have already seen the power of beast phantom masters, it will be difficult for them to work hard to practice martial arts!"
Yan Ling is very clear about human nature. There are two cultivation paths in front of him. One is extremely easy and more powerful in the early stage, and the other is extremely difficult and has no effect in the early stage. In this case, he will still choose people who practice martial arts, or
What a fool, or someone with extraordinary vision.
But no matter how brilliant your vision is, you still need to understand the broad prospects of martial arts before you can make up your mind. And Yan Ling is not a monkey trick, so he can't just show off the power of martial arts without recruiting a martial arts seed, right?
Thinking about it this way, the slaves he bought today are more suitable as the seeds of martial arts at the beginning. As long as these people grow up and others see the power of martial arts, they will naturally become their disciples. Yan Ling does not have to do this.
I have been looking hard for martial arts seeds everywhere!
"What kind of martial arts practice is the inheritance you obtained in the fantasy world?" After hearing what Yan Ling said, Li Yun's doubts were cleared, but new doubts arose.
"That's right!" Yan Ling nodded and said, "The decoction I wrote to you actually exists to assist the practice of martial arts!"
Anyway, the origin of martial arts can’t be explained clearly, so I’ll let others figure it out! (To be continued)