Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 107 First Contact

It is very easy for Qi Lin to find a settlement with living people.

He only needs to open the Great Light Sword Realm, and all the wind and grass within a few miles will be reflected in his mind, which is more useful than radar.

"The only pity is that even Changhong Sword Master only has an idea of ​​the Great Light Sword Realm, and has never practiced it himself. Otherwise, maybe I can know more usages!"

Qi Lin muttered in a low voice, worrying about how to transform this new realm into specific uses.

Each of the Seven Swords sword techniques has a long history of spreading, and has a lot of experience that can be directly used for reference.

Qi Lin transformed the Changhong True Qi into a strong divine power like thunder and fire, and transformed the Ice Soul True Qi into the spiral Qi of the Way of Tranquility...

Of course, there are his own whimsical ideas, but if there is no predecessor's experience to pave the way, that whimsical idea can only be a flash of inspiration and become an idea that can never be realized.

This is the case with the Great Bright Sword Realm. This thing is very powerful and has great potential, but Qi Lin just doesn't know how to develop it.

After all, the Great Bright Sword Realm is a realm of cultivation, not a specific move. It doesn't mean that once you create it, you know how to use it.

With such melancholy in mind, Qi Lin used his lightness kung fu to look for traces of living people at the foot of the western foot of Daxue Mountain.

Qi Lin did not run around aimlessly, but looked for the traces of the river. Whether people here are grazing or farming, they cannot do without the source of water, that is, the river.

He opened the Great Bright Sword Realm to receive voices from all directions. After walking for half an hour, he finally heard a lot of cows barking.

After searching for the sound for a while, I finally saw some herdsmen grazing.

"Huh, it's better to live in the world!"

Qi Lin was in a good mood when he saw a living person, "If I was still in the snow field, if I dared to use the Great Bright Sword Realm like this, the coldness of thousands of years would have been assimilated into ice cubes!"

Thinking of such a picture, Qi Lin couldn't help feeling a little terrified, then shook his head to get rid of these messy feelings, and fell towards the herd of cattle.

……

Tsering Gonpo was a serf.

In his life, there are only two major events,

One is to graze and cultivate land for his master in exchange for his family's survival,
One is to offer offerings to the Buddhas in the temple in order to accumulate merits and virtues in exchange for being freed from being a serf in the next life.

If there were no accidents, his life would probably go on like this, in the midst of endless torture, with such unrealistic hopes, he was heading towards death.

But life is full of surprises!

During the grazing that day, Tsering Gonpo was taking good care of the yaks, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

The wind was clear and the sun was bright, and then suddenly someone flew down from the sky.

A person who can fly?
Tsering Gonpo stared blankly at the man flying from the sky, the cows were frightened and fled in all directions. After a while, he knelt down on the ground, folded his hands, and chanted the prayers he said when he paid tribute to the Buddhas.

And Qi Lin felt a headache when he saw the person kneeling in front of him, kowtowing non-stop.

He couldn't understand the language spoken by the other party, and he didn't like the other party's constant kowtow to him, as if he was a clay sculpture in a temple.

Maybe many people like this feeling of being a master, but Qi Lin just finds it disgusting.

"stand up!"

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Lin thought of his Xintong that Wuxin had told him, and there were strands of golden light in his eyes.

He only studies Buddhism. Of course, he can't know other people's thoughts with just one thought, but it is still possible to transmit his thoughts to other people's minds without using words.

"Great god, please calm down!"

When Tsering Gonpo heard a voice suddenly sounding in his mind, he further believed that the person who fell from the sky in front of him was a god.

"I am willing to sacrifice my life to dispel your anger, please don't condemn my family and eliminate their merits!"

Since Qi Lin can send his thoughts to the other party, he can naturally hear the other party's thoughts.

It was just this answer that gave him even more headaches.

"I'm not a god, I'm just an ordinary person like you, and I won't hurt your family!"

After Qi Lin finished speaking, he grabbed the herdsman who kept kowtowing, and dragged him up from the ground.

"Stand up for me!"

Tsering Gonpo felt uneasy and wanted to kowtow to make amends, but he didn't dare to disobey the order of the god in front of him, so he was at a loss for a while.

Qi Lin continued to convey his thoughts and asked, "What's your name? What is this place?"

"The villain's name is Tsering Gonpo, and this is the world of Wangbu Chieftain!"

After Tsering Gonpo answered these words, he began to recite the scriptures again.

It took a lot of effort for Qi Lin to barely understand the logic contained in his sentence and the social rules behind it, and he aligned himself with the rules of the Central Plains people one by one.

As for the scriptures, he is not very unfamiliar. Maybe the core is different from the ones spread in the Western Regions, but the text is the same.

Looking at the herdsman in front of him who was still reciting scriptures, although Qi Lin had never seen the tribal country west of the Daxue Mountain with his own eyes, he could guess what it looked like based on his previous life memory.

Qi Lin no longer corrected his identity to him, but instead asked: "All the cows have run away. If you don't go after them to get them back, and are still here facing my scriptures, aren't you afraid that your master will punish you?"

Tsering Gonpo first stopped chanting, and then his body began to tremble. He thought of the tragic situation of his serf brothers being punished by their masters.

In the eyes of the masters, yaks are more precious than the lives of serfs. After all, serfs are everywhere, and they just need to be caught after they die. The cubs of yaks are not easy to feed.

He looked around, only to see an empty grass field without any yaks.

The fear of the master's whip and instruments of torture instantly overwhelmed the awe of the gods, and he sat slumped on the grass with a look of despair on his face.

If Tsering Gonpo was a loner, he wouldn't be afraid, and even wanted to die a little bit. After all, the world is so chaotic, and death is better than life.

But the chieftain always likes to punish the serfs for a long time. If he can't find the cattle, the whole family will be tortured.

Tsering Gonpo was desperate and had no choice.

His grandfather died on the way to work for the chieftain, and the body was picked up by wild wolves.

His father borrowed 50 grams of grain from the monastery and worked hard for ten years in exchange for the interest. The debt did not decrease but rose to [-] grams. He committed suicide in despair.

Landlords and monks not only did not cancel their debts, but instead added [-] grams of grain debts to Tsering Gonpo as a punishment.

Now it was finally Tsering Gonpo's turn.

In desperation, he thought, why didn't the chieftains die, and why did he and his family suffer?
But at the next moment, Tsering Gonpo was shocked by the ideas he had cultivated in his 20 years of life. How could he have such rebellious thoughts?

At this time, Qi Lin's voice sounded again: "Do you need my help?"

"Kill those chieftains?" Tsering Gonpo replied subconsciously, and then immediately shut up, for fear that such words would spread.

Qi Lin smiled slightly and said: "Of course not, I just help you find those missing cows!"

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(End of this chapter)