"Hu Niu, don't think too hard, practice with the immortals, and you won't have to endure hardship in the future!"
Jiang Ping'an saw Huniu showing her temper and quickly shouted to comfort her.
I heard that immortals can live forever, that immortals can live forever, that immortals can avoid starvation, and that immortals can avoid being bullied by officers and soldiers.
This is an opportunity, an opportunity to change Huniu's life.
Huniu was still young and didn't understand what this meant, but Jiang Ping'an knew.
Although he knew that he was disappointed by being looked down upon by the other party, it didn't matter. He had a cornucopia of money and he could have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.
"No! I want Brother Ping'an!" Li Yueyue cried while waving the candied haws.
The woman smiled and said, "If you don't practice cultivation, your brother Ping An may be killed by bandits in the future. Do you want your brother Ping An to die?"
"I don't want to!" Li Yueyue was so frightened that she quickly shouted.
Jiang Ping'an is her last relative and she doesn't want to lose him.
"Then you have to practice."
"But……"
"For the future happiness of your brother Ping An, you must practice cultivation. I am taking you away now just so that you can meet again."
The woman threw down a useless breathing method and three spiritual stones.
"I gave you Brother Ping'an the method and resources to practice so that he won't be bullied."
Li Yueyue wanted to say something else, but the woman blew on her, and Li Yueyue suddenly passed out.
When this girl starts practicing and grows older, she will forget about this so-called Brother Ping An.
Several women turned into a stream of light and disappeared without saying anything or paying attention to Jiang Ping'an.
Seeing Huniu being taken away, Jiang Pingan felt empty.
It felt like he was the only one left in the world, and from then on, his life had no destination.
However, he was also happy for Hu Niu, who could become an immortal and live happily forever.
Jiang Ping'an took a deep breath to calm down his complicated mood.
Go to the book dropped by the fairy and the three crystal clear stones.
The other party said that this was a method of cultivation and a resource for cultivation, and it seemed very precious.
Could it be that if you learn how to do it, you can become an immortal?
Why don't you take yourself away if you can become an immortal?
Jiang Pingan put the things back into the room and ignored them for the time being, but instead buried the villagers' bodies.
Although the villagers were generally unkind, they all helped him to some extent.
Now that everyone is being killed, we cannot let the villagers rot outside and be eaten by wild dogs.
It took a day to carry the villagers to a pit and bury them.
Li Min buried him alone in a place and went back to get an inscription. After Huniu became a fairy, she might come back to worship him, so she could not find her father.
At night, Jiang Ping'an was sitting in front of his thatched house. The village was empty. There were no dogs barking, only the sound of mosquitoes. A feeling of loneliness came to his heart.
His parents died, the villagers died, Huniu left, and he was the only one left.
Looking at the book in his hand, Jiang Pingan touched it gently.
"I swear, if I can practice cultivation, I will kill all the officers and soldiers who oppress the people!"
"I swear, if I can practice cultivation, I will kill all the bandits I meet!"
"I swear, if I can practice cultivation, I will do my best to protect everyone I deserve to protect!"
The stars were twinkling, the night sky was blue, the young man's body was frail, but his eyes were extremely bright.
He lit the remaining oil lamps left by the villagers and opened the book called "Detailed Explanation of the Breathing and Inhalation Method of Thick Soil".
Fortunately, his father often taught him how to read and he was able to understand what was written on it.
It said above that you can use your mind to control your breathing rhythm, allowing your body to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and open up the meridians in your body.
This book also says that if you can open up the ten meridians, you will be able to use it to build the foundation.
What is foundation building?
Jiang Ping'an couldn't understand.
But you don’t need to understand it, just follow the instructions above.
He also found that when he practiced with a strange white stone, his practice would speed up and his body would feel very comfortable.
After one night, Jiang Ping'an was shocked to find that he was not sleepy at all!
Not only that, but the spirit is unprecedented!
This made him very happy, maybe he could become an immortal in the future!
I simply made some rice and continued to practice as above.
Soon, the two spiritual stones in his hand were broken.
There is one piece left.
"I don't know where to get this kind of stone."
He recognized that the stone was valuable, but that its quantity was limited.
Two-tenths of the first meridian has been developed. With eight more spirit stones, the first meridian mentioned in the book may be opened.
Jiang Ping'an was about to use the last spiritual stone when he suddenly thought of something and stopped suddenly.
When the bronze basin was able to replicate resources, he tentatively put the white stone in it.
Yes, he wanted to replicate the stone.
But I don’t know if it will work, I’m just trying.
As the cornucopia flashed with light, Jiang Ping'an suddenly looked into the basin, with ecstasy behind him.
A lot of spiritual stones appeared in the cornucopia!
It turns out that the cornucopia can not only replicate copper coins, but also spiritual stones!
No, maybe Cornucopia can copy anything!
Jiang Ping'an's breathing accelerated. For a young man, this was a very happy thing.
He kissed the cornucopia hard, picked up a white stone and continued practicing.
After about a day, all eight spiritual stones were consumed.
"Click~"
The first meridian in Jiang Ping'an's body opened, and a breaking sound came from his body.
According to what the book says, we have officially entered the first level of Qi training.
At this moment, the thin Jiang Ping'an grew slightly taller, and his skin was no longer so dark.
The most important thing is that he feels that his strength has increased significantly, as if he has endless power.
There is a strange energy in the body that wanders back and forth along the meridians that he has opened up.
The book says that this power is called spiritual energy.
"Da da da~"
"Where have all the people died?"
There was a sound of horse hooves, followed by curses.
Jiang Ping'an's expression suddenly changed and he quickly put away the cornucopia.
The tax collectors are here!
He prepared ten copper coins, opened the door and walked out. He said to the only soldier: "I want to report to the official. All the villagers were killed by bandits."
"Killed by bandits again?"
Yang Yuan's face darkened. This was already the third village to be massacred, and three villages had received less money.
"Why aren't you dead?" Yang Yuan jumped off his horse and asked.
"I was lucky enough to go out and escape. When will the officers and soldiers go to encircle and suppress the bandits and restore peace to the people?"
Jiang Ping'an hates bandits very much. He steals money and kills people. He is a complete bastard.
If officers and soldiers fight with bandits, it will be dog eat dog.
"Mad, you are worthy of questioning me! Since everyone in your village is dead, there is no point in living for you, so go die."
Because he didn't receive much money and couldn't get much kickbacks, Yang Yuan was angry and needed to vent his emotions.
Seeing that this kid dared to question him, he drew his knife and walked over.
Jiang Ping'an's expression changed drastically and he kept retreating, "You are an officer and soldier, how can you kill people indiscriminately!"
"Who knows if I kill you?" Yang Yuan looked ferocious and slashed with his knife.
At this moment, many images flashed through Jiang Ping'an's mind, including his mother who died of exhaustion in the field, his father who was chewed to pieces by a tiger, and himself who was beaten...
At this moment, Jiang Ping'an exploded, gathering all the power in his body and pouring it into his fist, roaring angrily.
"We will die together!"
