"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. Dong Peng was massaging his red and swollen arm 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 just wants to ask this little junior brother - you can't understand these questions by yourself until you become a Martial Emperor. ?
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, Chunluan took out her left hand from her sleeve, and Qiuli 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.
The junior brother learned by analogy and drew inferences from one instance to another, and had already begun to create his own martial arts, especially the use of force, 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, are you so optimistic about 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 suddenly Qiu Lao's voice 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 their senior sister, 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? .
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 disciples will no longer recognize you, right?
The cultivation of the martial spirit realm is competing with your junior brother who has just entered the martial arts realm, and you still deal with such a heavy hand! Why, do you think you are unbalanced by finding a young apprentice for your master?
Why don't you care about it?
Let it be spread that a talented person was secretly injured by his senior sister when he first started practicing, 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? !
How many years do you have left to live as a teacher? How many more words can I scold you as a teacher? You are still aggrieved. Why are you aggrieved?
Fight a martial artist with all your strength. If you win, are you still worthy of being proud? "
"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 the always strong and brave senior sister, she couldn't help but chuckle.
Fortunately, Wu Wan was far away from the room where the medicine was given, 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 could avoid this kind of thing now if he could.
Only children want them all.
Only adults know...it's not easy to win against 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.
In fact, he also wanted Jin Wei to become a disciple, but he was worried that Jin Wei's qualifications were too outstanding, which would make it 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 Xiao 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, he was worried that Jingwei would be wronged, and secondly, he was afraid that Jinwei would fall in love with other men when he grew up, which would cause a great sense of tearing towards Jingwei.
It's better to do it yourself.
At dusk, after Wu Wang asked for his orders and received Qiu Lao's permission, he hurried out and jogged all the way back to his home.
He brought a lotus leaf Zhuzhu, two kilograms of braised pork, and a few flatbreads to Aunt Shan Shuqing. 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 got the skills from Wu Wan, and there were carpenters.
Their carpentry shop was prosperous, but they couldn't find a bed to sleep on.
Aunt Qing is interested, but feels that she is not good enough for Uncle Shan, and is worried that "Kefu" will 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, and the days are still long.
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 become heroes of the way of heaven. They will go to heaven to raise tens of thousands. Old age is no problem either.
Of course, the premise is that you find a way to survive the catastrophe.
Passing by the alley and approaching the gate, Wu Huan 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 Wan'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 was no decent bottleneck 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 Wang had already felt the benefits of being down-to-earth and returning to the path of spiritual practice.
His understanding of heaven and earth, creatures, and the great road was more detailed and nuanced than before. When he was weak, he could feel the oppression of heaven and earth on creatures, and he gradually understood why the old gods were so afraid of the will of heaven and earth.
If heaven and earth generate will, then the 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 yet, 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.
…
As soon as it got dark, Wu Wan led Jin Wei to his teacher's house, 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, and 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 back home to cook 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. The senior sister, who had taken off her armor, untied her corset, and put on a long skirt, now exuded a woman's... wild feeling.
His mind is not only broad, but also a bit majestic.
With a figure like Chun Luan appearing in front of Lin Suqing, the old aunt could already directly 'report to the police' of the law 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 promises 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, "Sister, it's like this even if you don't tell me."
Chun Luan put down the bowl, knocked Qiuli 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 his senior sisters and brothers were enough to show that they had experienced some kind of change that year, and 'Xia' might be gone.
"Xiao Luan," Qiu Lao said after eating a few chopsticks, he had trouble swallowing. This was 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 the twelve realms of our God of War 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 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 a chance to take back another world occupied by extraterrestrial demons and solve the current predicament. ——This is the fundamental purpose of our efforts in practice. "
Wu Wan nodded solemnly.
Good guy, he, the Emperor of Heaven, has become the Demon King?
The God of War and other gods outside the world 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 adequately moisturize 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 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 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 without thinking about the next meal, it's because our twelve realms of Martial Gods are relatively strong, and there are always other gods paying tribute to us. .”
Wu Wang couldn't 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 will be produced every year and transported to the Twelve Realms.
How to distribute these things depends on this twelve-realm competition.
In every competition, the gods with higher rankings get more, and the gods with lower rankings get less.
Lord Martial God uses this to encourage us creatures in the twelve realms to maintain an upward spirit and not be content with the status quo.
Our Liuli Realm has been ranked at the bottom of the competition three times 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 recover from illness.
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 Juan 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 Twelve Realm Competition, 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 fell silent.
"It doesn't hurt to tell the juniors about these things," Qiu Lao 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's 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, the 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. .
They were also targeted. "
Qiuli said: "The requirement 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 attracted an ambush along the way.
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 in the Martial Emperor Realm attacked our group, and there seemed to be a confrontation with Lord God behind us.
The result was that, except for Junior Brother Dong and me, one had his arm crippled, the other had his leg crippled... 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, similar to 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."
"There are also Mo Feng and Fu'er."
"The disciple is here!"
"I asked Xiaoluan to tell you this to remind you that the twelve realms are fighting openly and secretly, and powerful enemies outside the realm are watching eagerly."
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 they fail in the big competition eight years later, it will only cause some difficulties.
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 am old, my qualifications are limited, and my achievements in my life can only be 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 despair, confusion, a touch of sadness, and some indescribable regret.
Wu Wan stood quietly for a while, ordered a glass of wine, and drank it.
During this trip to Tianwai, I suddenly felt a little more energetic.
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 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.
Small building roof.
Chun Luan, who was wearing a long skirt, sat there quietly, holding a wine bottle in her hand, looking up at the full moon.
The spout of the hip flask had already become cold, lacking the warmth brought by the lips.
