When Huagou asked Zhang Yan to put down the spear in his hand, Zhang Yan came back to his senses from the highly tense state.
"Return?"
"Well, we fought back!"
With a plop, Zhang Yan slid to the ground against the wall. The spear in his hand fell beside him. The fingers of his hands were stiff, as if it was temporarily difficult to straighten them because he had clenched them too hard for a long time.
"Haha, madman, you adapted very quickly. When you went up to the city wall on the first day, you were so scared that you pissed your shit and turned pale. You even fell to the ground and twitched, looking like you were scared to death. This is only the fifth day, right? You've already seen it.
He looks like a frontier soldier."
Zhang Yan wanted to laugh, but he knew in his heart that Hua Gou was right. His previous body was indeed frightened to death, but now this body just had a different owner.
During the break, the city walls were not idle either. The auxiliary soldiers began to carry buckets and ran up with hooks and ropes. They were farmers recruited from the surrounding areas and were not allowed to join the killing formation, but they could help with some auxiliary tasks, such as
He said that he would come up to deliver water, collect corpses, and clean up the bloodstains and debris on the city walls during every break between attacks and defenses.
"Let's go, there's going to be a demon cramp over there, go take a look, you should be able to get some."
As soon as he took a few breaths and became less panting, the flower dog called Zhang Yan to stand up, and pulled him twice. Together, they wielded their spears and walked to the edge a few feet away. Just now, Zhang Yan stabbed and killed the demon soldier who had jumped up the city wall.
Next to the corpse.
"One level C demon soldier, the demon tendon is divided into seven sections, three sections are for pension, and the fourth section is for nourishment. Li Changgui... Zhou Shi... Zhang Yan..."
The person wearing two layers of leather armor and an iron helmet with red tassels on his head is the clerk. There is one on each section of the city wall. Generally, there is no need to fight or clean. He is responsible for recording the actions of each person on the wall with a notebook.
Select the key points and write them down, as evidence of the performance of the soldiers in battle, and also as a direct criterion for examining meritorious service.
I saw the clerk holding a strange-shaped dagger with a forked tip. He flexibly used the characteristics of the tip to open the back of the demon soldier's corpse on the ground. Then he reached in and stabbed it twice quickly, and then moved out.
The forked back of the knife hooked onto a green rib as thick as a little finger like a hook, and then peeled it off bit by bit, and finally pulled it out completely, with a total length of nearly three feet.
The secretary kept his hands, and after peeling off the demon tendon, he began to divide it into sections. The seven sections were exactly the same, and each section was equal. Three of the sections were collected to comfort the fallen, and the remaining four sections were distributed to the four people who were just named.
as a reward.
Zhang Yan was also assigned a section.
Hua Gou said with envy: "Not bad, madman. It's only the fifth day of battle and the demon tendon has made money, tsk tsk."
"Brother, what can this thing do? Or is it just a reward?" Zhang Yan took a small piece of demon tendon and weighed it. It weighed about two ounces, and the surface was stained with blood.
It's slimy and has a delicate smell.
"You don't know?" Hua Gou curled his lips and asked: "You have always heard of Jingu Powder, right? The main medicine in it is Yao Jin."
"Ah?" Zhang Yan was slightly surprised, and then a not-so-clear memory came to his mind. He was asked to "remember" what the so-called Jingu Powder was, and at the same time, he also remembered a large piece of special information about the Wild Sky Territory.
The situation was pulled out and became clear in Zhang Yan's mind again.
The huge message appeared, which made Zhang Yan feel a little dazed for a moment. He walked to the edge and sat down against the wall again, his eyes losing focus.
"Tsk, you said he's not a lunatic. This kid's brain is definitely not normal." Hua Gou called Zhang Yan a few words. When Zhang Yan ignored him, he didn't get angry. He smiled and shook his head. A lunatic can kill the enemy.
Even if normal is good, what else do you want from him?
Zhang Yan had no intention of paying attention to Hua Gou's banter. The memories that appeared in his mind made him eager to digest them.
When he saw the demon soldier for the first time, he knew that the world he traveled to was very different from the original world, and seemed very mysterious. But how mysterious it was, his memory was vague.
Now that it was clear again, Zhang Yan had a coherent understanding.
Let’s start with the demon tendon in the hand. To put it bluntly, this thing is a kind of medicinal material. As Huagou said, it is the main medicine used to refine "jingu powder". And the tendon powder is a very precious buff in martial arts.
Drug-like drugs can allow warriors to strengthen their muscles, bones and strength more quickly and deeply during practice. This is especially important for warriors in the early stages of martial arts.
There are too many things involved in martial arts and warriors, which is why Zhang Yan's mind was blocked and temporarily dizzy.
Martial arts was founded by the martial sage "Xu Fengyang". An article called "The Essence of Martial Arts" has allowed countless warriors to discover their own talents and embark on the path of martial arts.
Tens of thousands of years passed by, and as time passed, martial arts gradually formed schools, and gradually developed detailed and precise divisions into realms.
The first realm of martial arts is: body tempering, which is divided into three smaller realm stages: initial, middle and last.
After that, the second realm is: Kaiyuan, which is also subdivided into three smaller realms.
The third realm is called: Tongqiao.
After that, there was no record in Zhang Yan's memory. But it is certain that martial arts has many great realms after the "Tongqiao Realm", but the predecessor of Zhang Yan's body was not a warrior, and the warriors he came into contact with around him
Or among some of the anecdotes I heard, the highest level is the "realm of enlightenment".
Corresponding to the realm of warriors is the strength of the demon clan. These memories are even less, only a little bit rough. For example, the demon soldiers are divided into three levels, A, B, and C. The following are miscellaneous soldiers, and there are no demons even if they are killed.
Cramps. Going up, there are demon generals, red pupils, white pupils, etc. These are mostly heard from Zhang Yan’s predecessor. The specific details have yet to be verified.
"Cultivation of martial arts... there is no cultivation of martial arts, and there is no cultivation of the divine way?" Zhang Yan finally digested the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he realized something that surprised him.
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Because in the legendary era of the earth, there was martial arts, as well as martial arts and Shinto. It can be said that a hundred flowers bloomed to compete for beauty. Later, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth failed, and "Tao" quickly declined. Then "technology" rose, and it embarked on a completely different path.
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But the world in front of us is different from the legendary era of the earth. It seems that there is only martial arts and no other types of cultivation.
"So, I might be the only person here who practices Shudo and Shinto?!"
Zhang Yan blinked his eyes a few times, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that he had continued to pick up the skills he had learned on earth to make a living. This was very exciting!
First of all, Zhang Yan's current body is the inheritance of his predecessor, who was judged by the Jiangwu Academy as having "no talent for martial arts" when he was young. He belongs to the group of people who cannot become martial artists and can only
Practice some physical defense techniques to strengthen your body.
But in Zhang Yan's eyes, although this body left over from his predecessor does not have the talent for martial arts, it has good talent for martial arts and Shinto. It is not only his feelings, but also practical manifestations. For example, several times before, he
Reciting the Taoist mantra has an immediate and direct effect, and the effect is becoming more and more obvious, which shows that his body is extremely talented in magic and Shinto.
"In that case, can I reopen the door in this world?" Zhang Yan suddenly felt inexplicably more motivated.
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