River Tuluo Xian

Before leaving this world, Jiangling went to Yucun again.

I went alone.

The total population of the real people is about five hundred.The number of those killed by Jiangling before reached more than 400.The remaining dozens of people are almost all women.

Because whenever the real people were dispatched, men, young and old, would join the battle, and women would also join the battle if they had the strength to fight. Therefore, in the massacre of extinction, there was not a single man left.

The rest of the women are basically old women and young girls who have not left the court. They each live in the bases of the Four Meridians, and their bases are either floating islands or a perpetual planet.

The patrolling giants also died last time.

The number of patrol officers is also controlled by the real people, so that the number of their races has been kept at about twenty.

In the last battle, the patrol officer, as a follower, was affected by the light of that bead, and was killed before the confrontation.

For the remaining population of the real people, Jiangling asked Gao Lengnv to try to manage them.

And after he separated from their sisters, he came to the entrance of Yucun Village.

Regarding Yucun's disposal, he hasn't decided yet.

Will the people in this village let go or stay the same?

It would certainly be good for the people in the village to let go, but if they are all geniuses in cultivation like Bai Xue and the supreme creation clan, then letting go of them may not be a good thing for the outside world.

The main reason is that they have been suppressed in the village for too long. Once they are released, even if they are kind in nature, they may become evil.

The whole village is busy all year round.Usually busy with farming, they are the same as the farmers in the human world, and all the food and clothing are provided by themselves.After the farming season, they will go up the mountain to pick jade fruits to prepare for wine making.

Jiang Ling quietly entered the village, quietly observed the daily life of the people in the village, and suddenly felt that it was not bad for them to keep going like this.

'The premise is that there is no need to oppress them in the future, and they can count as much as they can brew, and don't punish them at every turn. '

The patrol officer is gone now, but someone still needs to take care of this place after all.

However, during his secret observation, he accidentally discovered that there was a faint aura of cultivation fluctuating in a certain dwelling in Yu Village.

It should be noted that at this time, all the young and old are working outside, and most of the people staying at home are the old, weak, women and children.Among these old and weak women and children, is there someone who knows how to practice?

Out of curiosity, he searched for the dwelling.The folk houses here are all piled up with earthen embryos, with a square shape, and most of them have two bedrooms on one floor.But just when he was about to approach the door of that house, suddenly a javelin clanged inside, pierced the door panel, and came straight through.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Ling raised his finger, and easily grasped the javelin in his hand.

This strength is very strong, about three bulls' strength, among ordinary martial arts practitioners, it can be regarded as a top-notch master.

It's just that this power has brute strength, but it doesn't have spirituality. It can be seen that even if the people in this dwelling have a foundation in cultivation, it is not deep.

"Unexpectedly, I was hidden like this, but you discovered it." An old voice came from the room.

Jiang Ling pushed open the door and saw an old man with white beard and hair lying on a wooden carved bed in the dim room.Beside his bed, there was also a strong man holding a harpoon, making a defensive appearance.

Seeing him coming in, the middle-aged man threw the harpoon at Jiangling's torso.

This time, Jiangling didn't even block it, the stellar qi on his body spread automatically, and the harpoon was immediately shaken away with a bang.

The old man stared at Jiang Ling with his old and withered eyes, and said to the man with a sigh: "I told you to go, but you didn't listen. Now, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

A middle-aged man: "Don't worry, uncle, even if I try my best to die, I won't make him feel better."

After finishing speaking, the man stepped forward and rushed forward, using a set of simple and ugly fists with clumsy movements.

In Jiang Ling's eyes, that move was like a child's boxing, it was just child's play.

He slapped casually, trying to block the fists and feet, but he suddenly saw the fists and feet of the mature man going left and right, up and down.Obviously looking clumsy, but suddenly became agile when touched.

Mingming punches you to the left, but when you pay attention, the punch suddenly comes from the right.

Without checking, Jiang Ling was punched in the left shoulder.

It was also because of the shallowness of the man's morality, although Jiang Ling received a punch, it didn't hurt or itch.But he also began to be amazed by this set of boxing skills.

Suddenly he took the initiative to attack the man, but the man still used that ugly boxing technique, after three moves, Jiang Ling was hit in the body again by him.

'This boxing method is a bit interesting. '

One must know that the difference in strength between the two is as big as heaven and earth, but even so, this man can still hit Jiangling, so it has to be said that this boxing technique is ingenious.

After thirty moves, Jiangling was hit seven times one after another.

He was hit a total of nine times before and after.

It was neither painful nor itchy. On the other hand, every time the man hit him, he would be shocked by the aura on the surface of his body, and his hand was almost dislocated.

After thirty strokes, Jiang Ling had a little grasp of his punching routines, and he was never hit again. Instead, he focused on his weaknesses and restrained him. In the No.30 seven strokes, he punched the middle-aged man into the corner of the wall.

The middle-aged man was punched and couldn't get up again.

"What kind of boxing technique is this?" Jiang Ling asked.

The middle-aged man struggled to stand up, but after struggling several times, he still couldn't get up.

The old man on the bed snorted coldly: "Momo asked, even if I asked, I wouldn't say anything. If you want to kill the real people, kill us all if you have the ability. Otherwise, our family will be strong again sooner or later." got up."

"Do you recognize the real people?" Jiang Ling was a little surprised.

The real people in this village generally don't set foot in person, and the patrol officers have been in charge of it for so many years.Therefore, it stands to reason that the villagers here should not know that there is a real race.

"Do you really think that our family doesn't remember the past? When our family was prosperous, your real people were just barbarians from outside. You coveted our family's power, plotted behind your back, and made our family fall to this point. Hmph, this is a blood feud, My family will definitely remember."

Seeing that the old man was so agitated, Jiang Ling didn't ask any more questions, and came to the bedside and directly put his hand on the old man's head, reading his memory.

After a while, he found what he wanted from the old man's memory.Suddenly came over.

It turned out that the old man knew that the past was not passed down from generation to generation.

But on a certain day, he suddenly enlightened, and some fragments of pictures suddenly emerged from his blood.

It was from these fragments that he slowly learned about the past of the Creator Clan.Including that he knows how to cultivate, he also got it from those memories.

But a situation like his is relatively rare. In the whole village, so far, he is the only one who has awakened this ability.

The man in his prime was his son, and he taught all martial arts in person.

His son's boxing technique is called "Chuangshi Sanshou", and it is one of the oldest boxing techniques of their clan.

These things had been lost a long time ago, but they never thought that they could reappear from the old man's blood memory.But this boxing method is not complete, there are only three moves before and after, and each move is divided into ten moves.

It is precisely because of this that the middle-aged men are powerless after dozens of moves.

"you misunderstood."

Jiang Ling let go of his palm and said to the old man, "I'm not a member of the Zhenren race, but a human being from 33 days away."