Chapter 471: Accidentally became the devil [Midwinner!]
"Hiss! It hurts! Senior brother, please slow down!"
In the attic, Wu Wan, who had a bruised nose and face, was sitting in front of the dressing table, while Dong Peng was massaging his red and swollen arms to reduce the swelling.
Somehow, Dong Peng feels relieved now.
I have really been ‘bullied’ by this little junior brother for the past six months!
Forget about his amazing physique, his understanding is more perverted than his physique. He chases the couple every day to ask those incomprehensible questions. Dong Peng wants to ask this little junior brother - these questions of yours will not be understood by yourself until you become a Martial Emperor.
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You have to stimulate them, you have to stimulate them!
"Hiss—senior brother, it hurts! I'll do it myself!"
"Bear it!"
Dong Peng said sternly: "How can a man, a man who is destined to turn his back to all living beings, complain of pain just because of this little flesh wound?"
Wu Wan gave an ugly smile.
Mainly because it hurts when you press it!
In the next room, Chun Luan took out her left hand from her sleeve, and Qiu Li was helping her rub the bruises on it carefully, her expression full of depression.
"Where did Master get this precious disciple?"
Chun Luan muttered:
"When I fought with him, before I released the suppression of my own power, I felt that my hands were tied. Every move and every move seemed to have been predicted by him."
Qiuli smiled and said: "This is our junior brother's understanding. Do you know how he got here in the past six months?"
"How did you get here?"
Chunluan was a little curious.
"This is due to my father's pressure. I cannot practice martial arts before noon every day. I can only practice hard and absorb spiritual energy. Only after noon can I study and deduce martial arts."
Qiuli sighed: "My junior brother and I learned all the martial arts skills in half a month. Fortunately, my father saved a lot of martial arts manuals in his early years, otherwise I wouldn't know what to teach him.
Junior brother learned by analogy, drew inferences from one example, and started to create his own martial arts, especially the use of strength, which made my father admire him in every possible way."
Qiuli lowered her voice and whispered: "My father even said such inappropriate things - it is not an exaggeration for our junior brother to say that he is the reincarnation of Lord Martial God."
Chun Luan wondered: "Teacher, do you think so highly of your junior brother?"
"That's more precious than my own daughter!" Qiuli complained depressedly.
Chun Luan was waiting to ask more about Junior Brother Qingshan, when Mr. Qiu's voice suddenly came from outside the door:
"Chun Luan, please come to my master's room."
"Yes, Master!"
Chun Luan jumped up quickly, picked up the cloth belt that bound her chest, put on cloth armor on herself, and rushed out the door.
Qiu Li just wanted to remind Chun Luan, but she also thought that Chun Luan was the senior sister among them, the most loved by her father, and she was already a master in the martial arts realm, so her father probably wouldn't scold her too badly... right?
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After a while, Qiuli heard her own father's roar coming from the attic:
"Have you become more capable? Have you grown up? Now that you have become a general, your division will no longer recognize you, right?
The cultivation level of the martial spirit realm is competing with your junior brother who has just entered the martial arts realm, and you are so harsh! Why, do you think you are unbalanced in finding a young apprentice for your master?
Why don't you care about it?
Let people spread the word that when a talented person just started practicing, he was secretly injured by his senior sister, and then got stuck in front of the threshold of the Martial Soul Realm, and got stuck in front of the natural chasm of the Martial Spirit Realm. It sounds good, right?
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How many years do you have to live as a teacher? How many more words can I scold you as a teacher? You are still aggrieved. Why are you aggrieved?
If you fight a martial artist with all your strength, are you worthy of being proud if you win?"
"Master...I was wrong..."
"You still know you were wrong? Why didn't you know you felt sorry for your little junior brother when you did it?"
Qiuli pursed her lips and shook her head, packing up the bottles and jars beside her. When she thought of the aggrieved look on her always strong and brave senior sister, she couldn't help but chuckle.
Fortunately, the room where Wu Wan was given the medicine was far away, so he didn't hear such curses at this moment.
Otherwise, he would most likely feel guilty and think about how to make it up to the senior sister, and it would be very easy to stimulate the maternal nature of the senior sister in the future, resulting in a period of ambiguity that would be cumbersome for Wu Wan.
Wu Wan should avoid this kind of thing if he can now.
Only children want them all.
Only adults know...it's not easy to win against just two people.
The teacher is having a banquet here tonight and will teach some special skills tomorrow. After some thought, Wu Wan went to ask the teacher to let Jin Wei come and stay for one night.
He actually wanted Jin Wei to become a disciple, but he was worried that Jin Wei's qualifications were too outstanding and would be inappropriate.
It doesn't matter whether Jin Wei is strong or weak, she is just the incarnation of Jingwei, a wisp of soul, and has no benefit to the little MSG itself.
——This is equivalent to that at this moment, Xiao MSG's body is trapped, but his soul is out of the body; when the two are unified, Xiao Jinwei will become a memory and life experience of Jingwei.
Wu Wan asked his avatar to stay by Jin Wei's side, firstly because he was worried that Jingwei would be wronged, and secondly, because he was afraid that little Jinwei would fall in love with other men when he grew up, which would cause a great sense of tearing apart for Jingwei.
Just do it yourself.
At dusk, after Wu Wang asked for orders and received Qiu Lao's permission, he hurried out and jogged all the way back to his home.
He brought Aunt Shan Shuqing a lotus leaf Zhuzhu, two kilograms of braised pork, and a few large cakes. This was what he had mentioned in the morning, so that Aunt Shan Shuqing, who had been tired for a long time, would not start the fire again.
In the past six months, Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing have not been idle. They actually opened a shop, but instead of selling leather, they did carpentry work.
There were no specialized carpenters in the town, but Uncle Shan was taught the art by Wu Wan, and there were carpenters.
Their carpentry shop was prosperous, but they couldn't find a bed to sleep on.
Aunt Qing was interested, but she felt that she was not worthy of Uncle Shan, and was worried that "Ke Fu" would happen to him again.
Uncle Shan is interested, but he is afraid that if he is too impatient, he will offend Aunt Qing.
Anyway, they are still young. They have just passed one fifth or sixth of the lifespan of the Tianwai human race, so they still have a long time to live.
Wu Wan has already made arrangements for Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan. Now they just need to be safe and sound. When he kills Di Kuang and Zhu Long, and the way of heaven extends into this world, the two of them will be heroes of the way of heaven, and they will go to heaven to raise tens of thousands.
Old age is not a problem either.
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Passing by the alley and approaching the gate, Wu Wan found a corner and stopped. He raised his hand and touched his face, and the scars on his face disappeared.
A pure and abundant spiritual energy flowed through Wu Huan's body, and then disappeared into nothingness.
Wu Wang actually hid his realm.
He had no choice but to cross the initial threshold of martial arts practice. Having had one practice experience, he directly learned from the relatively more mature human realm practice method.
In the past six months, every time he broke through three realms, he would hide a small realm.
Everyone from his master to his senior brothers and sisters thought that he was now at the first level of the martial arts master realm. In fact, Wu Wan was already at the fifth level of the martial arts master realm, and there were no decent bottlenecks on his way to breakthrough.
But Wu Wan has begun to slow down the speed of absorbing spiritual power.
Without him, within the past six months, Wu Wan had already felt the benefits of being down-to-earth and returning to the path of spiritual practice.
His understanding of heaven and earth, living beings, and the great road was more detailed and nuanced than before. When he was weak, he could feel the pressure of heaven and earth on living beings. He also gradually understood why the old gods were so afraid of the will of heaven and earth.
If heaven and earth generate will, then all living beings, whether powerful or not, are just lice on the body of heaven and earth.
"My understanding of heaven and earth is actually far from enough. I haven't figured out the path I'm walking on, so why bother looking at the mist in the distance."
Wu Wan murmured, hope rising in his heart.
The way to survive the catastrophe may be hidden behind these minutiae.
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As soon as it got dark, Wu Wan led Jin Wei to his teacher's home, where he would stay overnight.
Although Jin Wei has grown taller, she still looks like a teenage girl now. But her dress tonight is much more "mature". She put on a long dress bought at a tailor shop and wore a dress made by Wu Wan himself.
wooden hairpin.
Although she was quite polite when meeting people, calling her "teacher, brother, sister" sweetly, her big, smart eyes always revealed a bit of childlike naughtiness.
Two square tables were put together to form a long table. Qiu Lao sat in the front seat, Chun Luan, Qiu Li, and Dong Peng sat on the right side, Wu Wang and Jin Wei sat on the left side, and the two youngest nephews Fu'er
, Mo Feng sat at the bottom.
Four adults drank wine and four teenagers drank tea.
Although Wu Wan was a little greedy for wine, the teacher's rules were very strict and he was not allowed to drink even a drop of wine before he was twenty years old.
Fortunately, the dinner was very sumptuous. Senior Sister Qiuli, who was not short of money, directly invited the best cook in the town to her home and cooked a vegetarian-friendly dinner.
In the soft light illuminated by luminescent fluorite, three generations of a family were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
Chun Luan looked at Wu Wan, her eyes full of emotion. She took off her battle armor, untied her corset, and put on a long skirt. At this moment, her whole body exuded a woman's... wild feeling.
His mind is not only broad, but also a bit majestic.
With Chun Luan's figure appearing in front of Lin Suqing, the old aunt could already directly 'report to the police of heaven'.
She picked up a glass of wine and said: "Little junior brother, senior sister has been very aggressive today. Don't take it personally. Senior sister promised you a weapon. When you go to look for me later, I will take you to find the most powerful person in Liuli Realm."
Good blacksmith!"
"Thank you, senior sister."
Wu Wan smiled and responded: "I didn't expect that Senior Sister is already in the Martial Spirit Realm."
"It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning," Chun Luan waved her hands, but her face was full of smile, "If you practice hard in the future, your achievements will definitely be higher than those of your senior sister."
Qiuli smiled and said, "Senior sister, it's like this even if you don't tell me."
Chun Luan put down the bowl, knocked Qiu Li on the head, and said angrily: "Why, I can't even encourage my junior brother?"
Qiuli, who had always shown a mature and intellectual side in front of Wu Wan, was actually smiling like a little daughter at this moment, as if she had someone to rely on in her heart.
The atmosphere among these senior sisters and brothers is really good.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, where has summer gone?
Naturally, Wu Wan would not ask directly and rudely. The hidden injuries on the bodies of the senior sisters and brothers were enough to show that they had experienced some kind of change back then, and 'Xia' might have disappeared.
"Xiao Luan," Qiu Lao said after eating a few chopsticks, he had trouble swallowing. This is due to his old age and lack of appetite.
He said: "Tell your junior brother about the great competition between the twelve realms that happens every fifty years, and the conflicts between our twelve realms of Martial God and other realms."
"is teacher."
Chun Luan bowed with his hands raised, his face solemn.
She said: "Junior brother, senior sister will first tell you about the Twelve Worlds Competition. This is related to all aspects of our Twelve Worlds of Martial Gods. Do you know what the Twelve Worlds of Martial Gods are?"
Wu Wan said seriously: "Lord Martial God has twelve followers of the gods, and the twelve followers have opened up the twelve realms."
"Yes," Chun Luan said, "Master Wu Shen is one of the most powerful gods among the gods. The twelve master gods opened up the divine world in order to cultivate warriors.
There is a land outside the world, and there are many extraterrestrial demons in it. They may invade our world at any time, seize our land, and leave us with no place to stay.
The extraterrestrial demons are extremely ferocious, and their appearance is almost the same as ours.
If we can accumulate enough strength, we will have the opportunity to regain another level of heaven and earth occupied by extraterrestrial demons and solve the current predicament. This is the fundamental purpose of our hard work."
Wu Wang responded with a solemn expression.
Good guy, he, the Emperor of Heaven, has become the Demon King?
The God of War and other gods outside the sky do a good job of controlling the thoughts of living beings.
Wu Wang asked: "What is the dilemma?"
"The biggest dilemma is the ground beneath our feet."
Chun Luan sighed:
"According to rumors, this world was only temporarily created by the Supreme God Zhulong, and our original world was occupied by extraterrestrial demons.
Many things were missing from the temporarily created world. Even if the gods gave the living beings the greatest freedom, allowed the wind to be warm and gentle, and allowed the rain to fully moisten everywhere, most of the land could not be cultivated.
You see many villages scattered in the mountains and forests, that's because they can only survive through hunting.
And as long as the villages are too densely distributed, the insects, fish and beasts will quickly become extinct, and all the villages will quickly collapse."
Wu Wang nodded slightly when he heard the words and fell into thought.
This problem is actually easy to solve, as long as the way of heaven complements the rules of the outer world.
Wu Wang asked: "Does this have anything to do with the Twelve Worlds Competition that happens every fifty years?"
Chun Luan said seriously:
"Many neighboring divine realms, even if no direct war breaks out, have been plundering each other for many years, and they only maintain the most basic peace, because Lord God said that we must fight against the extraterrestrial demons with all our strength.
But who doesn’t want their family to survive?
After meeting the basic needs of survival, who doesn’t want to live a better life?”
Qiu Lao sighed: "Selfish desires will eventually devour everything."
"For example," Chun Luan continued, "we can enjoy such delicious food here, even if we can't finish it, we don't have to think about the next meal. This is because apart from the food we can get, we, the twelve worlds of the Martial Gods, are relatively strong and have always been
There are other gods paying tribute to us."
Wu Wan could not help but remain silent.
Chun Luan continued:
"In order for the Twelve Realms to continue to prosper, Lord Martial God used his supreme divine power to create a small world. In that small world, a large amount of food and ore are produced every year and transported to the Twelve Realms.
How to distribute these things depends on this twelve-realm competition.
In each competition, the gods with higher rankings get more, and the gods with lower rankings get less.
Lord Martial God uses this to inspire us, the creatures of the twelve realms, to maintain an upward spirit and not be content with the status quo.
We in Liulijie have been ranked at the bottom of three competitions in a row.
According to what I understand, once the stored grain is used up, it will inevitably cause a large-scale famine.
Therefore, Liuli Realm has begun to control the population..."
Little Jinwei couldn't help but say: "Isn't God omnipotent? Can't God create enough food?"
Wu Wan sighed secretly in his heart, for the gods, the meaning of the existence of these divine realms is to raise soldiers.
Qiu Lao whispered: "If sufficient food is given, how can the warriors have the energy to fight? They will gradually become corrupted, which is not what the Martial God expected."
The expressions of the three senior sisters and brothers opposite Wu Wang changed somewhat.
What the teacher said was a bit against the rules, but luckily he said it at their master's family banquet.
Mo Feng, the youngest one, was thoughtful and nodded subconsciously.
Fu'er: 'When my junior brother chews, his jawline is so good.'
Chun Luan sighed: "This is probably the situation. Junior brother, you should be able to imagine that before every competition of the Twelve Realms, there are countless open battles and secret battles."
Dong Peng whispered: "Your senior sister and I were ruined by the schemes of other gods."
Wu Wan frowned and said, "Brother, who is the enemy?"
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became quiet.
Qiuli's pretty face was pale, while Dongpeng just picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Qiu Lao sighed: "I lacked the ability to recognize people, so I actually lured the wolf into the house, taught a good apprentice, and ruined dozens of talents in our Liuli Realm forty-two years ago."
Mo Feng asked: "Master, are you talking about the time before the competition forty-two years ago, when the warriors selected from the Liuli Realm were ambushed..."
"Mo Feng."
Chun Luan whispered something, and Mo Feng was silent for a moment.
"It doesn't hurt to tell the juniors about these things," Mr. Qiu said with a bit of moisture in the corners of his eyes.
Chun Luan said: "Every time you participate in the Twelve Realm Competition, it is like going to the gate of hell. The Liuli Realm will also send people to assassinate young heroes from other realms. Everyone laughs at each other at fifty steps and a hundred steps."
Forty-two years ago, Liuli Realm sent out twelve batches of real and fake warriors. Among them, only three batches of warriors hid young people who went to the competition. Among them, there were even two good young men who were less than eighty years old and already at the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm.
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That’s how they were targeted.”
Qiuli said: "The condition for participating in the competition is to be under eighty years old."
Dong Peng answered and said calmly:
"At that time, Senior Sister Qiuli and I, under the orders of Master, acted as fake warriors to confuse the enemy. Our qualifications were only average.
There is also a senior brother traveling with us, his name is Xia Da, he is a chess piece planted by other gods, and he was ambushed halfway.
The most ridiculous thing is that we were the real ones and we were successfully poisoned by him."
Qiuli sighed:
"After leaving the Liuli Realm, six strong men from the Martial Emperor Realm attacked our group, and there seemed to be a confrontation between the Lord God and the Lord behind us.
The result is that, except for Junior Brother Dong and I, one had his arm disabled, the other had his leg disabled... the others, including a genius of the third level of martial arts, all died."
"In the last competition, our Liuli God Realm could have reached the top five."
"But now, we have to make preparations," Chun Luan whispered, "abandoning several foreign tribes on the border and driving them out of the border."
Wu Wan lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is Senior Brother Xia still alive?"
Several people nodded slightly.
Qiuli said: "He is very talented, just like you. He will be rewarded heavily for his great achievements, and he might even appear in the competition eight years later."
"I will bring him to my senior brothers and sisters and let him know that if he does something wrong, he will pay the price."
Wu Wan whispered something, then lowered his head to pick up the vegetables, as if he hadn't said anything just now.
Dong Peng raised his hand and knocked Wu Wan on the forehead, laughing and scolding: "You can practice with peace of mind first! Why are you anxious about the competition in eight years? What you have to consider is the next competition!"
The teacher whispered: "Qingshan."
"The disciple is here."
"And Mo Feng and Fu'er."
"The disciple is here!"
"I let Xiaoluan tell you this to remind you that the twelve realms are fighting openly and secretly, and powerful enemies outside the realm are eyeing you."
Qiu Lao said warmly:
"You don't have to be afraid. The next competition happens to be held in our Liuli God Realm, and there is still a lot of time left for you.
Even if we fail in the competition eight years later, it will only cause some embarrassment.
In the great competition fifty-eight years later, it would be great if one or two of you could represent the Liuli Realm and make a splash.
Work hard, I'm old, my qualifications are limited, and my achievements in my life can't be more than this, but the future of you three is limitless.
And move forward!
I’ll give you a toast!”
"teacher."
"Master!"
Wu Wan and Mo Feng stood up quickly, but Fu'er was half a beat too slow.
Qiu Lao drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. His eyes were filled with sadness, confusion, a touch of sadness, and a sense of regret that couldn't be resolved.
Wu Wan stood quietly for a while, ordered a glass of wine, and drank it.
During this trip to practice outside, I suddenly felt a little more motivated.
It's quiet at night.
Because there were not enough rooms in the small building, Wu Wan and Mo Feng lay on the floor, and the drunk senior brother Dong Peng slept on the bed.
The two teenagers couldn't sleep, so they began to whisper and discuss the matter of spiritual practice, but unexpectedly they got angry at each other.
In the house next door, Fu'er was wearing a tulle skirt and was about to put the same tulle skirt on little Jinwei. Little Jinwei was frightened and she ran around, making Qiuli giggle.
Roof of small building.
Chun Luan, who was wearing a long skirt, sat there quietly, holding a wine bottle in her hand, raising her head and staring blankly at the full moon.
The spout of the wine pot has long since become cold, without the warmth brought by the lips.