"It's rare for a person to succeed in revenge before he dies."
The death of the demon corpse was worth it. Killing the enemy with your own hands is better than dying unjustly.
It's a pity that he has a five-year-old child who has no one to take care of him. He has never been out of the house for fear of being recognized by others.
Once he dies, the child will either starve to death or be so hungry that he cannot stand it anymore and go to the streets to find food.
It's better to wear clothes and trousers, otherwise those two rhinoceros legs will definitely attract the demon squad and you will die.
Ma Liu finished dismembering the demon corpse, and Lei Peng just came to collect the materials.
Captain Lei was shocked when he saw that there were no traces of fighting in the stone room.
Lao Liu is going to turn the world upside down!
The demon at the peak of Dao Realm died unwillingly. In front of him, he didn't even have the courage to take action. In other words, he was suppressed before he could take action.
No matter which one, Ma Liu's cultivation level is extraordinary.
"This kid is getting more and more fierce."
Fast forward more than ten years, Lei Peng's impression of Ma Liu was still that sick and consumptive ghost who kept coughing and coughing. He might not be able to cough up a breath and lie down and die.
I could still sense Lao Liu's aura before, knowing that he was weak on the outside and strong on the inside, so he deliberately acted like a coward.
When he came back this time, the aura of his early days in the Taoist realm was fully revealed, but Lei Peng would not believe that this was all his cultivation.
"This kid cannot be measured by common sense. We need to pay more attention to him in the future."
Thinking secretly in his heart, Lei Peng asked:
"Sixth Son, the pickpocket No. 9 just died. How about I promote you to No. 9?"
"How did you die?"
"The fox demon transformed into a corpse, taking the form of a man and a woman, and became a stunningly beautiful woman without any clothes. No. 9 failed to control his lust and was drained of his energy and died."
Lei Peng said:
"But his death was not in vain. His face was full of joy. Being a romantic ghost under the flowers is better than dying of illness."
"..."
The corner of Ma Liu's mouth twitched. He had seen many demons, and this was the first time he heard about a pickpocket who was sucked to death by a male demon.
"I can move to No. 9, sir. It's up to you."
There is a big difference in treatment between No. 9 and No. 10 in the steakhouse. No. 10 eats ordinary meat, which is good enough to maintain his strength.
And No. 9 drinks spiritual springs and eats spiritual pills, which can make strong people in the Dao realm brave and diligent.
Some pickpockets with deep background will take the initiative to mention promotion without Lei Peng's arrangement.
"Then you move to Grill No. 9 tonight."
Lieutenant Lei pushed the materials away, thinking to himself that this guy would look upon him with admiration after only three days of separation.
Ma Liu immediately packed up his belongings and moved next door.
As soon as he entered the door, the terrifying Yin Qi pressed into his pores, and his whole body seemed to be stung by needles, giving him the illusion that his pores were bleeding.
"Give me the town!"
Silently reciting the Heart Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata, a warmth flows through the whole body, instantly driving away the chill.
Close the stone door tightly and go to the bedroom. There is a large water tank in the corner to store the spiritual spring.
No matter how much you drink, the black-armored warrior will fill it up the next day, but there is only one elixir a day, which has been eaten by the original pickpocket No. 9.
Ma Liu plunged his head into the water tank and sucked hard, like a cow swallowing the sea. The water level in Lingquan dropped visibly to the naked eye until it bottomed out.
"call--"
He raised his head and took a long breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, his spirit sank, and the spiritual spring in his belly slowly stirred, and the rich energy flowed to his limbs and bones, constantly nourishing his body.
After traveling for so long, he has never practiced any other internal skills except the Great Sun Tathagata Technique. At most, he has supplemented it with heretical techniques.
Cultivation does not lie in having many exercises, but in being precise.
Only when one is unparalleled in the world and can condense Qi to penetrate mountains, and a ray of Qi can penetrate like a needle through the immortal body of a strong person in the Four Realms, can he enter the palace.
In this life, a person's energy is limited. Regardless of whether he is a cultivator or a walk of life, as long as he makes a choice in his heart, he has to work hard towards the goal of small success in five years and great success in ten years.
"My Great Sun Tathagata Technique should be completed soon."
Using the ten-style boxing technique to guide the inner energy, Ma Liu's skin turned into a dark golden color, as bright as cast bronze, and his body looked domineering and majestic, as if he could crush the air.
"call!"
He activated his internal organs, and a stream of breath suddenly spurted out from his throat. The terrifying airflow like the roar of dragons and tigers washed against the surrounding walls, causing the Yin God engravings on them to be baptized by golden light. In an instant, the lead was gone, and the evil was gone.
After one punch, the yin energy could no longer be felt in the stone chamber.
"Tomorrow, Lei Peng will be surprised again."
Ma Liu calculated his own strength, and he didn't reveal much tonight.
When all the true energy is converted into mana, relying on the strong and invincible energy and blood, he should be able to defeat Lei Peng a few times.
If you include the powerful talent obtained from the Overlord Ant, which can explode a hundred times in strength, as well as the recovery ability, speed talent obtained from other monsters, etc...
Ma Liu thought for a while.
I thought I'd better forget it.
Stop it.
Otherwise, Captain Lei would be hurt and he would not be able to stay in the Piping Department any longer.
…
This day.
Skin-picking Secretary Xiu Mu.
Ma Liu calculated with his fingers that it would be a good time to go out today.
How Zhang Aotian did in this county examination was not only concerned about him, but also Fourth Master Xiao.
"Fourth Master, would you like to go out for a walk together?"
"good."
Fourth Master Xiao put on his big black cloak to cover his face, which was very similar to Emperor Yong'an, so as not to be recognized and cause trouble.
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he has mysteriously disappeared for many years and is no different from a dead person.
There are rumors among the people that when the late emperor was dying, the person who passed the throne was not Emperor Yong'an at all, but someone else.
In order for this man to succeed to the throne smoothly, Emperor Yong'an was even given a cup of poisonous wine to avoid future troubles forever.
Later, how did Emperor Yong'an come to power, and how did Fourth Master Xiao come to pick up skins alone? Ma Liu vaguely guessed some of the truth.
Imperial power is a good thing, but not everyone in this world wants to be an emperor.
At least Ma Liu didn't want to.
I sat down on the dragon chair and looked down at the ministers. They all looked respectful on the surface, but in fact they were no different from demons and monsters.
The hearts of some ministers are filthier than those of cannibals, but the emperor still has to use them, reward them, and stabilize them until a suitable candidate is found to replace him before he can kill people. Otherwise, who will govern the county and bring peace to the people?
The butt determines the height. If you really become an emperor, you will definitely have to practice the art of emperors and balance. You will rack your brains all day long, but in the end you will not be able to escape the name of a foolish king. How can you hide in the skin-picking department and enjoy yourself?
Fourth Master Xiao's situation should be more complicated than this, but if he didn't have a firm heart that he didn't want to be the emperor, he would never have been able to become Emperor Yong'an.
The two of them walked out of Jiyao Yamen together. Ma Liu cupped his fists and said:
"I've been away for the past two years. Aotian is grateful to you, Fourth Master, for taking care of me."
"I just think he is more well-behaved."
Fourth Master Xiao waved his hand and said:
"Your top priority is to help him find a protector. You and I are both in the business of stealing, so we usually don't care about him. The world is chaotic, and it is inevitable that there will be people with ulterior motives who will harm people, so we need to take precautions before they happen."
"Protector?"
Ma Liu stroked his chin and nodded:
"There really must be such a person, otherwise the flowers will not grow up and someone will chop them with a knife. Then wouldn't my hard work all these years have been in vain?"
