Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 27 The Way (For Collection)

miles away.

Fang Xi pulled out the Qinghe sword from the heart of an old warrior, splashing a pool of blood.

"The old guy doesn't talk about martial arts, but fortunately, I'm used to it."

Ever since he made a big purchase in the market a few months ago, he has always been robbed when he comes out.

Fortunately, being reduced to the highest level of robbery, which is the level of a real warrior, can be easily settled, but there is no big gain from touching the corpse, which makes Fang Xi feel a little regretful.

He walked into a private house that had long been deserted, and started to travel.

'The so-called best way to avoid tracking is to disappear completely! '

"I'll stay in the world of cultivating immortals for a while, and come back after practicing martial arts..."

……

Black Rock City.

The sky was always dark, and a strange light fell through the layers of black fog.

The edge of the inner city and the outer city.

A big house.

A few sporadic 'cursers' are wandering around.

According to the experience of the rapidly developing scavengers, once they enter the area covered by the tree canopy, they will inevitably be attacked by aerial roots, and there will be a large number of 'wooden men' and 'cursed men' besieged, almost dead!

The wooden man's strength surpassed that of ordinary martial arts masters.

Even if he cursed someone, it would be very troublesome for a warrior with three changes in energy and blood.

But now that supplies are gradually depleted, for the sake of their lives, there are still many people who are not afraid of death try to cruise on the edge of danger and look for opportunities.

The door of the wooden house was gently opened, and two children emerged from it.

They don't know where the wandering orphans are, and they form a team together, and they are adventurously searching for supplies.

"Hurry up, the monster is coming!"

A girl with pigtails lowered her voice.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyun, Brother Gou is always fast!" Running out of the inner house was a half-grown boy, dressed in ragged clothes, with bulging arms.

At this time, their footsteps that they thought were very careful still attracted the attention of a cursed man.

"No, Xiaoyun, you go first!"

Brother Gou stuffed the package in his arms to Xiaoyun, and pushed the little girl away.

The cursing person turned his head, the cursing person looked like a woman, most of his face was covered with pitch-black runes, and his absent-minded eyes were staring at the two living people.

Suddenly, she sped up and came running at a very fast speed.

"go!"

Brother Gou grabbed a rock, threw it at the curse woman, and ran in the opposite direction: "Come on, come and catch me!"

"Dog brother!"

Xiaoyun cried while running to the outer city.

If the food is not brought back, the children younger than them will starve to death in the small broken house.

boom!
Unfortunately, she was too sad, she didn't pay attention when she was running, and fell hard.

The little girl didn't cry out for pain, but just tightly grasped the package in her arms.

However, a few pieces of bacon still rolled out.

Snapped!
A piece of bacon rolled a few times on the ground and stopped beside a shoe.

Xiao Yun raised his head, the first thing he saw were feet like iron pillars, and then a man like an iron tower.

A look of horror suddenly appeared on her face.

Children who are still alive now know to stay away from anyone who is stronger than them, because strangers may have malicious intentions!
"Give...to you!"

Xiaoyun said timidly, his voice was full of tears: "But can you save some for me?"

The big man picked up the bacon, put it in the hands of the little girl, and said with a smile: "I, Zhang Junming, never take ill-gotten gains!"

While speaking, the big man dodged and killed the curse woman.

When he was in action, the muscles in his whole body squirmed like flowing water, and he was clearly a master who had entered the realm of martial arts master.

boom!
The curse woman let out a scream and was sent flying.

With a child in one hand, Zhang Junming quickly escaped from the danger zone, and did not put them down until the edge of the outer city.

"Thank you for this hero!"

The young dog brother hastily squeezed out a smile, and glanced at him with flexible eyes.

"Haha, don't worry, a certain family won't have any wrong thoughts, but your cleverness, a certain family likes it very much. If it was before, they would have to accept an apprentice, alas..."

Zhang Junming sighed: "It's a pity that my disciples are almost dead..."

"Big brother, give it to you!"

The corners of Xiaoyun's eyes curled up in laughter, and he handed a piece of bacon to the big man.

Zhang Junming was stunned, then burst out laughing, picked up this piece of dirty bacon that he had absolutely dismissed a few months ago, and took a bite: "It's delicious, it's really delicious..."

……

"good to eat!"

On Green Bamboo Mountain.

Fang Xi made a roast chicken without using a pot. She plucked the hair, removed the internal organs, stuffed them with bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms, added various seasonings, and then paste it with mud to make a beggar's chicken.

At this time, when I bite the chicken wings, my eyebrows will fall off.

"Haha, Brother Fang's name is Huaji, it's truly a masterpiece."

Sitting next to him, Chen Ping quickly tore at a chicken leg. The chicken leg was fragrant, and with just a light shake, the meat and bones would naturally separate.

Surrounding the fire, there were two casual cultivators, who looked much more downcast than Fairy Yunmeng and others, and their cultivation bases were in the early stage of Qi refining.

When Chen Ping came back from Mingqing Pavilion, he felt a little sorry.

Then re-introduced two fellow Taoists to Fang Xi.

This time, he learned his lesson and chose circles of almost the same level.

The location was also chosen on the edge of the shanty town, and a wild barbecue came directly.

"Hehe... Fang Daoyou's culinary skills are definitely considered a master chef in the world. I don't know if you are willing to develop into a spiritual chef?"

An old Taoist who looks quite fairy-like is quickly gnawing on a chicken butt, and there are two clean chicken feet next to him. Seeing him eating and licking his fingers, he seems to be enjoying some peerless delicacy generally.

This person calls himself 'Jiuxuan Master', and he is not bad in terms of sales. In fact, he is only at the second level of Qi Refining. At the bottom of the class, the knowledge is indeed not bad, especially knowing a lot about the mundane.

"How can there be meat without wine?"

Beside Jiuxuan was a young prince wearing a blue shirt, similar to the secular costume of a chivalrous man.

He looks like he is in his 20s, but his cultivation has already reached the peak of the third level of Qi Refining.

This person's name is 'Di Qi', and he is a member of a small Qi refining family near Qingzhu Mountain, ranking seventh.

Although the spiritual root aptitude is not good, but among the people present, wealth is definitely the first.

At this time, he directly took out a bottle of gourd spirit wine and shared it with everyone.

"You Daoyou Di are generous!"

Chen Ping quickly took out a cup, looked at it and threw it away, replaced it with a broken bowl, and said with a smile: "This gourd spirit wine can be sold for at least one spirit stone in Fangshi!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... I always think that it is a pleasure to have a few friends to cultivate immortals and discuss Taoism together!"

Di Qi said with a smile.

In fact, he still cares about his identity quite a bit.

After all, family monks, even if they are Qi-refining family monks who are similar to casual cultivators, are one level higher than casual cultivators!
However, Chen Ping could be regarded as a future talisman maker, so he still had to give him some face.

The four of them drank and ate meat together, enjoying themselves.

After he was full of wine and food, Master Jiuxuan began to talk about the world. He traveled all over his life and had rich and extraordinary experiences.

Even Fang Xi listened with gusto.

At the beginning, he wanted to join various circles, just to broaden his knowledge and network.

At this time, when I heard old man Jiuxuan bragging about how he had taken several great masters in the mundane martial arts as his servants, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "No matter how strong a mundane martial artist is, he can't compare to a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining!" who?"

"Although it is so, it is still very good to use it as a handyman, or for those heroines to warm the bed."

Master Jiuxuan had an aftertaste look on his face, and his smile was very rippling.

"It's not necessarily... If the secular fighters are well prepared, cooperate with the terrain and equipment... If I run out of mana in the early stage of Qi refining, it is really possible to capsize." Di Qi said.

As a family cultivator, he was specially warned by his elders.

"Actually...the way of ordinary warriors' body training is somewhat similar to physical training." Fang Xi secretly led the topic.

"No, no, no..." Master Jiuxuan shook his head, "Even if Qin Tian, ​​the famous 'body armor' among the thirteen armors of the Yue Kingdom, who claimed to practice the top ten hard kung fu by himself, was fierce. In the end, Wei Gaishi was a little bit worse than a cultivator in the first level of body training, and...he died suddenly within a few years."

"There is a high probability that this person will die due to internal conflicts. If we are monks and use our spiritual knowledge to reconcile, there may not be a way out, and even a higher achievement!" Fang Xi's eyes flashed.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult... If the worldly martial art is comparable to the secret method of body cultivation, I would have learned it a long time ago." Chen Ping shook his head and said authentically.

"Actually, there may be no way."

When Di Qi heard the words, he pretended to be profound.

"Oh? I still need to ask Fellow Daoist Di for advice." Fang Xi's heart moved, secretly thinking that the jokes had finally come.

Di Qi took a sip of the spirit wine from the gourd, as if closing his eyes to savor it, he shook his head and said: "The spiritual consciousness of a cultivator can only temporarily suppress the internal conflicts. If you want to eradicate hidden dangers, you might as well buy a pill from the Danding Pavilion." Breath Adjusting Pill', this pill is best at reconciling the internal breath of different species, my family recruited a peerless martial artist who is rare in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years as a servant, and this is the reward!"

Fang Xi's eyes brightened upon hearing this.

It's not sure that Qiqi Pill can solve his problem.

It is a problem that is difficult to break through due to the heterogeneous qi and blood in martial arts, and it may be a shackle in Great Liang.

But in the eyes of the Foundation Establishment Overhaul of the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm, it might be a joke!
'After all, the Breath Adjusting Pill only solves the internal breath problem of the warriors of the Yue Kingdom, and it is completely different from Qi and blood. '

'But in the Danding Pavilion, there may not be no pills to reconcile martial arts qi and blood! '

'Even, as long as the elixir that increases the upper limit of qi and blood is wanted, alchemists may not be unable to make it! '

Fang Xi was overjoyed.

The resources and experience of the two worlds learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses, and there is hope for one's own path, and hope for longevity!
(End of this chapter)