Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 144 Martial arts master's last wish!
Li Yu knew a little about martial arts.

The true meaning of martial arts condensed by a martial arts master is the integration of the skills he has learned. After thousands of tempers, the spiritual will and the soul are transformed, and then combined with the blood, and finally a mysterious and mysterious power is born!

This kind of power is extremely domineering, and the group of demons is easy to change, and its lethality is extremely terrifying. It can cause strong suppression and restraint on the spiritual will of others, and even evil spirits!

It is precisely because of the true meaning of martial arts that martial arts masters can compete with Daoist monks who fly to the sky and escape from the ground, cutting rivers and breaking mountains!

And at the level of martial arts master, the will of martial arts will be further sublimated, possessing all kinds of inconceivable mysterious powers.

This martial art form is the quintessence of a master-level martial artist based on his own martial arts true meaning, smelting essence and blood energy!
In other words, this is a manifestation of the materialization of one's own martial arts true meaning!
In this way, warriors can use this to fight against practitioners of other systems at the same level!
It is worth mentioning that not all masters can condense the martial arts because of the martial arts practiced by the warriors.

But Li Yu's current image of the undead Pluto has no consciousness at all, only a trace of pure instinct or spirituality.

As long as the soul consciousness settles in it, you can control this Dharma image!
To some extent, this is a body, an unconscious martial arts master, similar to the mechs in sci-fi movies of Li Yu's previous life, which needs someone to control it to exert its great power!

As long as Li Yu can manipulate this Dharma image, it means that he also possesses the combat power of a martial arts master!

"Wonderful! With this statue, I can pretend to be a martial arts master from now on!"

Li Yu figured out the details of this undead Pluto, clapping his hands and praising him endlessly.

His current avatar is between distraction and avatar. Strictly speaking, it is not a living creature of flesh and blood, but something similar to a soul, so it can be used to seize the body and occupy some flesh and blood bodies.

Coincidentally, this dharma figure has no consciousness, only instinct, so as long as he enters it now, he can control this dharma figure.

What this means, Li Yu knows very well!

A master of martial arts, whose status is equivalent to that of a great cultivator of the Golden Core of the Immortal Dao, is definitely a rare existence in the entire Fengzhou, with a transcendent status.

So from now on, when he does something, he doesn't have to be timid, because Li Yu already has enough power to protect himself.

At this time, a spot of light flew out from the corpse in front of him and merged into the center of Li Yu's eyebrows, but it was Wu Xingkong's last wish!
Then, a series of pictures unfolded in Li Yu's mind one after another.

Wu Xingkong was not originally called Wu Xingkong, his full name was Wugou.

This is the name given by his father to an old boy in the village who spent half a catty of pork and three catties of brown rice.

As the saying goes, a cheap name is easy to support. Over time, the name gradually changed, and was called a dog by the friends and parents in the village.

When Wu Gou'er was 12 years old, a heavy snowfall in winter collapsed the dilapidated thatched house of his family, and also caused hundreds of thousands of victims.

Wu Gou'er's parents happened to be crushed to death by the house.

Since then, in order to be able to survive, Wu Gou'er has followed the fellow countrymen to find a way out and started a life of ups and downs.

For a hard pancake that could be used to hit people, he competed with two other victims. Two ribs were broken and he was dying.

In order not to be bullied by other victims, he bit the neck of a gangster who didn't like him, and smashed the gangster's head with a stone.

In order to fill his hungry stomach, Wu Gou'er sneaked over the wall and entered the yard of a rich family, knocked the dog unconscious, picked up the dog bowl, and licked up the vegetable soup and leftovers inside.

In order to sneak into the city and find a way out, he did not hesitate to hide in a wooden barrel transporting night incense. His body was covered with filth and stench, and he did not leave for several days.

In the end, Wu Gou'er entered the city, found a place to beg along the street, and barely survived.

But the good times didn't last long. What he did violated the interests of a group of beggars on the street. After being beaten severely, Wugou'er was covered with bruises.

Later, in order not to be beaten to death, Wu Gou'er had to bow his head to the beggar leader, begging for mercy on his knees, and even willing to be insulted, to lick the other's stinky feet and eat other people's vomit.

After this incident, Wu Gou'er became a member of the street beggars as a matter of course.

On the streets in winter, the cold wind howls, and the ice edges under the eaves are crystal clear, vertically falling, as sharp as a sword.

In this kind of weather, even if there were houses to shelter from the wind and snow, many people were still frozen to death, and the frail Wu Gouer finally collapsed due to lack of food and clothing for a long time.

He was extremely weak and dying. He was only covered with a thin and rough piece of clothing, with balls of straw stuffed inside. It looked bulging, but it was useless. His body smelled bad. He was lying in a corner, no one paid attention to him. .

At this time, Wu Gouer woke up like a dream, and seemed to see his dead parents in a trance. The old father was curled up and sitting under the eaves, thinking about where to go to work tomorrow in exchange for some food.The old mother was cooking a pot of bland rice porridge in front of the stove, which contained some brown rice and some dried wild vegetables.

Although the house is simple and the food is simple, it is quite warm and makes him feel at ease.

Just when he was in a daze, a voice woke him up.

"Ah! Why are you lying here in such a cold day? If you catch a cold, you will die."

Then, a warm, fragrant soft hand was placed on his forehead, and he retracted suddenly, with an urgent voice: "It's so hot, it turns out that you have a febrile disease, if you continue like this, you will die !"

Another voice came from the side: "Miss, men and women can't kiss each other, you must not touch him. Besides, you are a rich man, this kind of beggar is dirty and smelly, and you don't know what disease you have. It's better to stay away from him."

"Xiaoqing, my mother told me since I was a child that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. He is just sick. Why do you despise him? Besides, don't you think he is pitiful?"

"But if the master finds out about this, he will definitely be angry."

"Oh, don't talk about it, this person must be infected with the cold. Now, you go and ask someone to cook some medicine for him to dispel the cold, take a cotton padded coat by the way, and buy some meat buns for him. Hurry, hurry !"

"Miss, this...isn't it appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? Hmph, you don't even listen to me, Xiaoqing, are you itchy?"

"Hey, miss, don't blame me, just do it as a servant."

(End of this chapter)