Looking away, Li Ye reported a book title:
"Miscellaneous Notes of Taiping Town"
Old Man Zhang put down the Chilong teapot and walked to the bookshelf. He quickly found a book with a new-looking cover. He bared his big yellow teeth and raised a skinny finger:
"A pig whip!"
Afraid that Li Ye would find it too expensive, he hurriedly said: "This "Taiping Town Miscellaneous Notes" was compiled by me recently after reading ancient books and manuscripts. It records many anecdotes in Taiping Town. Even our Taiping Town is suspected of having a sleeping holy weapon. I I also included it in it, hey hey hey, this is a very distant legend and secret, not many people know about it..."
He showed off with pride.
Li Ye shook his head when he heard this. Every time he came to the old man, he would promote and brag about his books like this.
He took out a pig whip from his arms and put it in front of him. Old man Zhang was overjoyed. He quickly picked it up and put it to the tip of his nose, smelled it, smacked his mouth for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up and said:
"This is a big treasure of 300 kilograms of pigs for slaughter. It only crawled across a sow. The taste is very pure. It is a rare high-quality product. Good stuff. I hope you have a conscience."
Old man Zhang's face was full of joy and he was obviously very satisfied.
At first, Zhiqiang's pig whip was of good quality, so Huang An was reluctant to burn it for Lao Wang and left it to make wine for himself. This was the reason why.
Li Ye collected "Miscellaneous Notes of Taiping Town" and was about to leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and turned around and said: "Do you have any discarded books to pack for disposal? Give me some to put in the pig pen."
Old Man Zhang waved his hand and said, "Go get those secret books in the corner over there yourself."
Li Ye walked to the corner of the study room, picked up two large bundles, containing dozens of martial arts secret books, and left with a satisfied expression.
Old man Zhang stood at the door of the bookstore, looking at Li Ye's back carrying the secret book in the rain, and suddenly sighed softly.
"Pity....."
"What's the pity?" In the rain outside the house, an old man in gray robe came over at some point.
He walked through the rain curtain with a cane, but there was no trace of rain on his body. He smiled and said: "A great martial saint can actually have such emotions."
He glanced at the back of Li Ye, who disappeared at the corner of the street, and said: "That little guy has a good character, but we are different from the green-blooded demon slayers. We are red-blooded humans. We can only practice ancient martial arts. The most important thing is Qi and blood." With root bones.”
"This boy's Qi and blood are weak. As for his bones, didn't you secretly touch his bones last time? It has long been determined that his bones are shallow and not suitable for martial arts training. He is also past the best age for martial arts training."
"Even if you want to accept him as your disciple, it's hard for him to become a great person. In fact, he can't even cross the threshold of martial arts, let alone enter the mortal realm."
The old man in gray robe shook his head and chuckled.
In martial arts practice, the emphasis is on qi and blood. The first thing is to nourish the blood. This is the threshold of martial arts.
After nourishing enough blood, you can attack the mortal realm, wind realm, spiritual realm, transformation realm, virtual realm... similar to the realm of the demon slayer.
Therefore, only red-blooded mortals who have entered the mortal realm can be considered true warriors.
Li Ye's energy and blood fluctuated very low, even weaker than ordinary people. The gray-robed old man had sensed it just now, so he spoke like this.
Old man Zhang sighed again when he heard this: "Maybe, this is life!"
He turned around and picked up a bundle of martial arts secrets from the corner of the bookshelf, and asked the old man in gray robe to sit down and talk as a stool. The old man in gray robe curiously browsed through them and found that they were all secrets of external martial arts.
No internal strength.
When I opened a few more secret books, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Is this a secret book compiled by your granddaughter?"
"Well...yeah, she was only seven years old back then. After reading the martial arts secret book, she actually said that the power was too low, so she made up and revised it one by one on a whim."
"For example, a very ordinary book called "Iron Shirt" originally only had nine levels, but she actually wrote ninety-nine levels in a imaginative way. There is also a book called "Mighty Vajrayana" that could only break a brick when it was completed, but she wrote it Can break the void with one palm,
"There is also "Flying on the Grass". It was originally a popular light skill, not as fast as a horse, but when this girl was writing the masterpiece, she could walk around in the void, like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, traveling thousands of miles in a day... Hahaha."
As Old Man Zhang spoke, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The old man in gray robe was also laughing so hard. No wonder this old guy sold the secret book by the pound. The real secret book was very precious, but he let people take it back to pad the pig pen.
These secrets about relationships are all “theories”!
Moreover, it was a figment of a little girl’s imagination.
If the power of ancient martial arts can really be so great, how come red-blooded humans can't even lift their heads when bullied by demon slayers?
Demon slayers use blood to cultivate their own bloodline. Warriors have sufficient energy and blood, and humanoid elixirs are a great tonic for them. Many demon slayers like to capture warriors for training.
Nowadays, most warriors can only survive in the depths of the southern wilderness, not daring to take a step out of the mountains.
"The world has changed, and vitality has been depleted. Especially after the catastrophe three years ago, vitality has almost disappeared. Our martial arts has come to an end." The gray-robed old man sighed.
"Green-blooded hybrids roam the earth, causing harm to the world and preying on warriors. Where is the future of red-blooded humans..."
The old man suddenly sighed and his face became desolate.
The old man in gray robe also suppressed his smile, the atmosphere became calm, and he collected his mind and said: "Southern Wasteland is the base camp of our warriors, and it is also the cradle of hope."
"This time the Immortal Seed is about to be born, and the whereabouts of the Divine Map are unknown. We must prepare early. If we can obtain the Immortal Seed, then our few martial arts seedlings in the Southern Wilderness can take a further step."
"Those little guys are all geniuses at level 7 or 8 of nourishing blood!"
"Well... no matter what, the fairy seeds must never be obtained by those demon slayers again..."
.....
rain.
It rained harder.
Li Ye walked quickly, holding the secret book in his arms for fear of getting wet.
On the streets of Taiping Town, there were only a few pedestrians holding umbrellas. Occasionally, some people ran across the street quickly and stood under the eaves of the street to take shelter from the rain.
"I found the old lame man, he is over there, chase him quickly!"
"He has half a divine map in his hand!"
Suddenly, a shout of surprise came from the rain curtain, and then, one by one, the demon slayers rushed out of the teahouse and restaurant and chased towards the depths of the alley.
There was a clanging sound of weapons and screams inside. The surrounding houses exploded and collapsed, and green swords and swords kept lighting up.
Apparently, the fight was extremely violent.
After a while, silence returned.
A staggering old figure ran out of the alley, limping as if he was injured. Seeing no one around, he lifted a dry manhole cover and got in.
Li Ye emerged from the street corner and stared at the figure for a long time. He recognized that this was the old cripple, the girl's master, who had poisoned him.
His eyes were cold, and he resisted the murderous intention and impulse and did not rush over.
So many demon slayers surrounded and killed the old lame man, but they were all killed by him. The cultivation level in the spiritual realm was indeed terrifying, and he was not sure that he could kill him with one strike.
"Little brother, have you seen a lame man?"
Behind him, a demon slayer was chasing him, but he couldn't find the old cripple. When he saw Li Ye, he asked.
Li Ye pointed to the dry well in the distance and said, "I just saw someone getting into there, limping. He was an old man. I don't know if he is the person you are looking for."
He added: "The old man looks very fierce. You'd better sprinkle some poison, poisonous insects, and poisonous snakes into the well first, pour hot oil on it, set it on fire, and set a trap at the mouth of the well to force him out. It won't be too late to catch him." .”
The demon slayer asked casually and relied on luck, but he didn't expect to find a clue.
Moreover, the mortal in front of him actually looked very scheming. His words made his eyes light up.
Talent!
"I am Liu Dalong, a disciple of the Demonic Heaven Clan in Golden Scale City. If my little brother can't survive in the future, come to me and I'll take you to eat and drink."
As he spoke, he casually took out a chiseled copper wooden plaque with the words "Liu Dalong" written on it. It was about the size of a palm and threw it to Li Ye.
Li Ye hurriedly took it, pretending to be happy and respectful.
In perception, this Liu Dalong is much stronger than the puppet and the girl that day. He is probably a demon slayer in the middle and late stages of the Wind Realm.
When he looked up again, Liu Dalong had already led a group of demon slayers around the dry well, and began to poison and use evil tricks. Only a roar could be heard from the well, and the old lame man came up to kill him.
After a fight, the ground beside the dry well was full of corpses.
Liu Dalong screamed, and a head shot up into the sky. Green blood splashed, corroding the ground with pits. The headless body staggered a few steps and fell into the muddy water.
At the street corner, Li Ye saw this scene and secretly cursed "trash"!
So many people used dirty tricks to besiege the old lame man, but they still killed him.
Beside the dry well.
The old cripple snorted coldly and spit out a mouthful of blood. The injury was even more serious, but he became even more terrifying, with disheveled hair like a beast that chooses people to devour, and quickly disappeared into the rain again.
The old lame man is definitely not in a simple spiritual realm, he is probably at the peak of the spiritual realm.
"I'm still too weak. After I go back, I'll first practice all these dozens of secret books to perfection!"
Li Ye was in crisis.
After looking into the distance, another demon slayer came through the rain. Maybe they found someone familiar dead here. They let out a roar of grief and anger, and then carried all the corpses into a yard.
Li Ye remembered the location of this courtyard.
Coming here to feed Zhiqiang in the evening will definitely make Zhiqiang feel full and maybe even level him up.
Just about to leave,
In the direction of the city gate of Taiping Town, there were sudden bursts of thunderous roars, the ground shook, and the roof tiles and windows on both sides of the street also trembled.
"what happened?"
Li Ye was surprised.
The demon slayers in the surrounding pavilions also stood up in shock, looking solemnly towards the entrance of the city gate.
