the first god

Chapter 61 Spiritual Power Heavenly Tribulation

In front of Ma Yunteng, several rows of mute prompts suddenly appeared very abruptly:
薅【Baba Xiaoyeko】Wool 100 points!
Total value: [8520630 points]

The progress bar of the primary task [Open the Realm of the Gods]:

[8520630/10000000]

The primary mission points have not been reached yet!

Congratulations to God - Roll up your sleeves and cheer!

Ma Yunteng didn't understand what was going on, and quickly jumped out a few rows of mute prompts:
薅【Baba Xiaoyeko】Wool 100 points!
Total value: [8520730 points]

The progress bar of the primary task [Open the Realm of the Gods]:

[8520730/10000000]

The primary mission points have not been reached yet!

Congratulations to God - Roll up your sleeves and cheer!

This 200 point value...is...

Ma Yunteng was stunned, is this the value of killing two people?
Killing a person is worth 100 points.

Killing two people is worth 200 points.

What kind of weird god system is this?
Is this really thorn wool?

Ma Yunteng couldn't help but think of Conan in his previous life, who was a fellow from the same country as Xiaoyeko Racecourse.

Where there is Conan, there must be a murder scene, and there must be a critical moment.

Now, if there is a place where Ma Yunteng haunts, there must be a murder scene, and there must be a critical moment?
As long as there is Conan, as long as there is the existence of the Q organization, the murder scene cannot be avoided, and it seems understandable that there is one more racecourse Sayoko.

He can't cast any spells now, and he's powerless to stop it.

The problem is, the current horse farm Xiaoyezi left after three days. When he encounters a crisis, he cannot cast any spells. How can he protect himself?

Could it be that it is necessary to learn all the unique skills of the horse farm Sayoko - the unique skills of killing in three days?
Especially the idea fly needle.

The power of the mind was originally the basis for cultivating the spiritual power. After the spiritual power has been cultivated to the extreme state, one can do whatever one wants.

Could it be that he came here to practice the technique of Flying Needle of Mind?

Or, it is to train the power of the mind.

The power of thought?

Ma Yunteng suddenly felt enlightened.

Perhaps, the 200 point value is not to witness the killing of two people, but that he has witnessed it with his own eyes and is unconsciously stealing the Flying Needle of Mind.

It was getting closer and closer to the remote alley where the homeless gathered. Probably just to be on the safe side, the old woman jumped up again, very fast and agile. He walked fast on the roof of the house, and his movements were extremely agile.

Finally returned to the dimly lit alley.

This small alley is extremely remote, deep and silent. There is not a single pedestrian on the road, but there are many homeless people resting here on the side of the road. The bunks made of old newspapers and cardboard boxes are well arranged.

A few bunks are surrounded by cardboard boxes, tarps, and wooden boards, like simple kennels, kennels without roofs...

Soon, on a very inconspicuous cardboard, there lay another very ordinary homeless old woman with sparse white hair, folds on her face, and unkempt appearance.

A very inconspicuous homeless old woman, covering her face with an old newspaper in one hand.

The dark hand holding the waste newspaper had a large palm, but it was extremely thin, full of spots, blue veins throbbing, and the nails were full of dirty black grime.

And all the homeless living here, no different.

The night here is very peaceful and quiet.

Ma Yunteng felt sleepy.

However, he couldn't sleep peacefully.

Because, he has started a new journey.

In other words, this spiritual catastrophe continues to consume his spiritual power.

More than a dozen broken bricks drew various irregular and beautiful arcs in the air. The rare rain of bricks, wrapped in strong wind, whistled, and its momentum was fierce, about to make a wild break. Brick stew rotten meat feast.

Ma Yunteng was still standing still, calm and calm, completely lacking the consciousness of being a rotten meat.

Seemingly casually and slowly, he stretched out his hands in front of his chest, then flipped them over at the same time, blowing kisses, and then extending them outward.

The colorful rain of broken bricks that was about to fly in front of him suddenly stopped in the air for 0.01 seconds, and then miraculously returned to the same path, forming a more powerful and splendid colorful rain of broken bricks.

This time, the speed of breaking bricks on the return journey skyrocketed, as if pressing the fast-forward button with a limit multiple.

Moreover, the hardness of each broken brick has been strengthened several times, the goal of each broken brick is more refined, and the travel route of each broken brick is more precise.

"Whoosh!" "Bang!" "Crack!" "Dang!" "Whoosh!" "Ouch!" "Ah!"...

In an instant, the entire Michuan Gang fell to the ground and wailed.

Ma Yunteng seems to have returned to his second life.

It turned out that his spiritual power was actually challenged by spiritual power in different time and space!

He suspects that the seven-layered thunder tribulations of the spiritual power catastrophe are not one after another, maybe two or three thunder tribulations struck at the same time, so, while accepting the challenge of the Tokyo wandering old woman's horse farm Xiaoyeko, he also returned to the same time. His second world accepted the challenge.

Away and home, at the same time, or alternately.

His mental power won't completely collapse, right?
Probably, probably, maybe, maybe not...

Even Deng Ai was not immune to the fate of breaking bricks and stewing meat.

"Boss! Are you all right?"

Li Kui, who was black, thin, delicate and petite, was extremely close to Deng Ai. He didn't care about his injury, so he quickly moved his hips, struggled to rub against the dusty ground, gritted his teeth to support his hands and legs, and miraculously made him tall and strong. Deng Ai, who was lying on the ground, sat up with support.

Li Kuihei's thin and slender figure obviously couldn't hold Deng Ai's rigid body. He grabbed a Shuchuan to help the migrant workers as the backrest to prevent Deng Ai from falling to the ground again.

The Mikawa tool man who was fortunate enough to be the boss's backrest felt no sense of honor at this time.

Because he was in so much pain.

At this time, in the sky and in his mind, only one word floated - it hurts me!
Oh, he can't even count...maybe it really is—it hurts!

Deng Ai spit out several mouthfuls of dirty blood mixed with mud and dust, gasped for a few breaths, and stared straight at Ma Yunteng who was getting closer and closer, his eyes sullen and slightly fearful.

Ma Yunteng walked less than half a meter to Deng Ai's side, stopped his steps, looked kind and pure, smiled and said, "I think what I said just now seems to make sense, boss, what do you think? ?"

At this moment, Deng Ai was embarrassed and angry. With something in his throat, he moved his fingers, but he couldn't speak.

Ma Yunteng completely ignored Deng Ai's vicious look that almost jumped up and killed him, smiled lightly, and continued: "I tell you seriously, Boss, you are not at all sensible! It's a big loss! And... the loss is in front of you!"

These remarks seemed very familiar to the migrant workers in the audience.

It's not exactly what Deng Ai said to Ma Yunteng before!
The migrant workers of the Shuchuan Gang drooped their heads when they heard the words.

Xiaoxiang migrant workers, who were still on the ground unable to move, were all arrogant.

Xiaoxiang migrant workers, who stood unscathed, felt honored when they heard this.

The smile in Ma Yunteng's eyes became a little more cordial.

The fierce light in Deng Ai's eyes gradually faded, and soon it was almost bleak.

He finally spit out a very small piece of broken brick residue in his mouth, and then looked around at the injuries of the migrant workers in Shuchuan, and had to nod his head.

At this moment, even if what Ma Yunteng said is completely unreasonable, it must be the truth!

What's more, what Ma Yunteng said really makes sense.

Deng Ai felt that he was particularly retrograde today!

With all the help, he was the most seriously injured!
It hit a broken brick on Li Kui's kneecap beside him. A very small brick slag was broken. It turned three turns by accident, flew into his mouth, and got stuck in his throat. .

The strange thing is that his mouth was actually closed at first, but the force of the bricks that hit his forehead and knees was too strong. With his martial arts level 4 resistance, it was painful. This tiny piece of brick slag took this opportunity and quickly got into his mouth.

What a jerk!

Ma Yunteng patted Deng Ai on the shoulder kindly, and said softly, "It's good that the boss is so smart, otherwise, the one that flew into your mouth would probably be half a broken brick." Deng Ai was shocked and recalled this person. With the skills shown just now, I have to believe that he can really do it.

Internal power master!

He was a little scared in retrospect!
This person is so young, and he is still a high school student who uses his summer job to earn money. Unexpectedly, he turns out to be a master of internal power above the 21st level of the Martial Realm!

Grass!This man is really a super perverted monster!

Talent metamorphosis!
Resource metamorphosis!
Psychopath!
With a martial level of level 21 or above, instead of going to Huahua World to have fun, he came to this dusty brick factory to pull bricks to find guilt...

In the world of an internal power master, he, an ordinary martial artist, can't really guess.

Deng Ai put the thumbs and little fingers of both hands facing each other, and the remaining six fingers were all facing down.

Even Li Kui, who had always been arrogant, did not refute at this time. He followed the six King Kong under Deng Ai's command and bowed his hands together, and performed the salute of the great warrior.

Millet River helped everyone, and naturally no one dared to make another moth.

In the world of martial arts, there is no one who cannot be conquered. If the other party refuses to accept it, it must be explained to the other party with fists, and the depth is not enough——

Well, not enough pain, not hard enough.

Ma Yunteng had just settled the Shuchuan Gang, and the "Nine-headed Birds" of the Beijiao Gang, that is, the nine Beijiao migrant workers, appeared in time.

The reason why the Northern Crocodile Gang was able to gain a firm foothold in the brick factory with the strength of nine people, in addition to the unity of the people, the high combat power, and the profit of the fisherman, was their magic weapon for their amazing victory.

These nine people were nicknamed "Nine-headed Birds" because they always acted as the oriole that appeared after the mantis caught cicadas.

Although the Shuchuan Gang has doubled the number of people and beat the Beijiao Gang, most of the time between them and the Beijiao Gang, the well water does not violate the river water. There is no necessary reason, and neither side is willing to fight hard .

At first, Ma Yunteng really thought that the "nine-headed bird" of the Northern Crocodile Gang was here to pick up salted fish after sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight.

Unexpectedly, the "Nine-headed Birds" of the Northern Crocodile Gang lined up and knelt down neatly.

Ha ha……

This is the ultimate state.

Leek also has Gou generation.

Ma Yunteng was amused.

This group of crocodiles are indeed thieves and thieves!
It's so ingenious!
No wonder the nine members of the Northern Crocodile Gang were able to mix well under the eyes of the Shuchuan Gang.

It's so time conscious!

As expected of the "nine-headed bird" Junjie!
Ma Yunteng naturally would not accept apprentices so easily.

"Master is on top! Please accept the apprentice's worship!"

While Ma Yunteng was hanging out with the nine people who were kneeling on the ground of the North Crocodile Gang, he suddenly heard a more familiar voice——

The voice of the break dance king Wan Xiaoer.

Before Wan Xiaoer performed breakdance, he took the initiative to chat with him a few times. He was a little impressed by Wan Xiaoer's unique girly childish voice.

A tall young man with a cold and suave face and a calm expression, but with a crisp girly childish voice, after hearing his voice, if you don't have the slightest impression, it's really hard to tell.

Seeing that Wan Xiaoer also took the initiative to kneel to apprentice, Ma Yunteng's inner activities were slightly complicated.

He took a few quick steps and helped Wan Xiaoer up.

Ma Yunteng secretly emptied more than 6 points of leeks, and stored the Qi of Wu in the Wu Qi field in his body.

Ordinary warriors from level 1 to 20 do not have a martial arts field, so they cannot store their martial arts. They can only absorb or squander their martial arts as soon as possible. Fortunately, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to obtain martial arts, and there is no martial arts that can be squandered.

When the Martial Realm reaches level 21 and becomes a Martial Master, a Martial Qi Field will be formed.

Ma Yunteng turned all the martial energy generated by 1 points of leeks into the healing energy and injected it into Wan Xiaoer's body.

Ma Yunteng used his internal strength to guide these healing qi to travel between the muscles, bones, blood, viscera and flesh in Wan Xiaoer's body.

"Master, I..."

Ma Yunteng interrupted Wan Xiaoer's unspoken words: "Don't talk, breathe evenly!"

"Huh? The meridians are completely blocked! You turned out to be a natural physique? If you can't clear the meridians, it is already the limit to train hard to level 3 of the Martial Realm!"

Wan Xiaoer opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but immediately closed his mouth again, focusing on breathing at a constant rate.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ma Yunteng stopped healing.

Wan Xiaoer moved his muscles and bones a bit and found that he was completely healed.

He walked a few steps, ran and jumped a few times, and punched a set of junior long punches with great excitement.

Not only was his body completely free, it seemed to be stronger and more vigorous.

"Master is on top! Please accept the apprentice's worship!"

Wan Xiaoer bowed respectfully and bowed to his teacher again.

Before Ma Yunteng could speak, he heard Deng Ai's voice so excited that he trembled:
"Wu Qi doctor!"

"You turned out to be... the rumored martial arts doctor who possesses the roots of martial arts!"

The leek value that Ma Yunteng had just emptied began to soar again.

Grass!The herb leek... It started to grow wildly and wildly again!
The leeks are not clean, they will regenerate after being cut.

Ma Yunteng's happy fake rant was not over yet, and then another voice of envy was heard from a distance.

"This martial arts technique requires at least a mid-level martial arts physician!"

For a moment, everyone except Ma Yunteng held their breath.

"Intermediate Martial Qi Physician!"

"Intermediate Martial Qi Doctor!??"

"Intermediate Martial Qi Doctor???"

The migrant workers looked at each other in dismay, as if they were hit by a meteorite from outside the sky, and their thoughts were still for more than ten seconds...

They were so shocked that most people couldn't believe it.

There is a reason why migrant workers have doubts.

Physicians, like warriors, are extremely common on the Lanwu planet.

However, martial qi physicians who can apply martial qi to medical techniques are extremely rare.

Because, first of all, you must be a martial artist with a martial arts field above the 21st level of the martial arts. This condition has wiped out most of the people who practice martial arts.

Secondly, one must have the medical roots of martial qi. This condition has wiped out [-]% of the martial masters who have the martial qi field.

On the list of martial arts physicians, there are only 16 people in Xiaoxiang Province, among them, eleven are junior martial arts physicians, and only five are intermediate martial arts physicians.

As for senior martial arts physicians, Xiaoxiang Province did not have them at all, and there were only four in the entire Great Feng Kingdom.

There are two junior martial arts doctors in Zhilan City, but there are no intermediate martial arts doctors. Suddenly, an unprecedented intermediate martial arts doctor appeared in a town-run brick factory, which was really intimidating.

The person who said that Ma Yunteng was a mid-level martial arts doctor and Huang Feihong, the security director of the brick factory, was also a famous person in Tongtianguan Town, where the brick factory was located.

Migrant workers in Tongtianguan Town Brick Factory had a big dispute. Generally speaking, the "Nine-headed Bird" of the Northern Crocodile Gang appeared at the finale, and the main axis was Huang Feihong, the security director of the 9th level of Wujing.

The entire brick factory security team actually consisted of three people.

Huang Feihong and his two apprentices at the ninth level of martial arts.

The third apprentice, Zhang Sanfeng, is a 5th-level martial artist.

The fourth apprentice, Li Siguang, is a fourth-level martial artist.

Huang Feihong has several jobs and usually does not stay in the brick factory. Only after a more serious fight occurs, the apprentices stationed in the brick factory all the year round will send him a message, and will he come to deal with it temporarily.

Today, he was on an impromptu intention to inspect the brick factory, so he came very quickly.

"The master is indeed among the people! The master is really hidden!"

Huang Feihong's kind and honest smile when he spoke in a warm voice made people feel a little closer involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)