"Okay, sit down and rest."
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, and the spear in his hand fell beside him. The fingers of his hands were stiff, as if it was temporarily difficult to straighten due to clenching 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 yourself 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? Already watched 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.
The city wall was not idle during the rest, and the auxiliary soldiers began to carry buckets and ran up with hooks and ropes. They were farmers recruited from the surrounding area. They were not allowed to join the killing array, but they could help with some auxiliary tasks, such as delivering water, collecting corpses, and cleaning up blood stains and debris on the city walls during every attack and defense break.
"Come on, 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, Hua Gou greeted 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 the demon soldier who jumped up the city wall. Next to the body.
"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 secretary. 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 city wall with a notebook. Pick 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 their merits.
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. He then 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 off bit by bit, and finally pulled it out completely, with a total length of nearly three feet.
The clerk kept his hands on it, 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 pay for the fallen, and the remaining four sections were distributed to the four people named just now as rewards.
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 really 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 sticky and slippery, and the smell actually carries a delicate fragrance.
"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. It asked him to "remember" what the so-called Jingu Powder was, and at the same time, it pulled out a lot of special circumstances about the Wild Sky Territory, and made them clear to Zhang Yan's mind again.
The huge message appeared, making 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 wasn't angry either. He smiled and shook his head. As a madman, it would be nice if he could be normal when killing enemies. 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 anxious to digest them.
When he saw the demon soldier for the first time, he knew that the world he had traveled through was very different from the original world and seemed very mysterious. But the exact details are mysterious, and the memory is 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". Jingu Powder is a very precious enhancement drug in martial arts, which allows warriors to strengthen their muscles, bones and strength faster and more deeply during practice. This is especially important for warriors who are 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 at this time.
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 of 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 what is certain is that martial arts has many great realms after the "Tongqiao Realm". However, the predecessor of Zhang Yan's body was not a warrior. Among the warriors he came into contact with or some anecdotes he heard, it was the highest. It's just "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. Further down are the miscellaneous soldiers, who can be killed without any pain. Going up, there are demon generals, red pupils, white pupils, etc. Most of these were heard from Zhang Yan's predecessor. How exactly that will happen remains to be verified.
"Cultivation of martial arts... there is no cultivation of martial arts, and there is no spiritual cultivation?" Zhang Yan finally digested the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he realized something that surprised him. .
Because in the legendary era of the earth, there was also martial arts, as well as martial arts and Shinto. It can be said that a hundred flowers bloomed and competed for beauty. Later, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth declined, and "Tao" quickly declined. Then "technology" rose and embarked on a completely different path.
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, maybe I'm the only one here who practices Jutsu 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 had no martial arts talent, it was quite talented in martial arts and Shinto. Not only his feelings, but also actual manifestations. For example, the few times he recited the Taoist mantra had an immediate and direct effect, and the effect became 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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