Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 556 "Have you heard that the Grand Cabinet Secretary kept a man?"

"Are you unable to use any means in this world?"

"Yes, there are only some crude martial arts methods to defend yourself. It's not just me, but other ascendants should be the same."

"Then you have ascended to become cows and horses, haven't you?" Chu Junhui said bluntly.

Even with a body as small as Yanshan Sanren, Master Wu would have been in a fight for his life.

Oh no, Master Wu is now in the Mountain Realm. He can't even defeat Master Wu.

Yanshan Sanren: "..."

It's not like he likes to be a bully. There are so many fellows from Guyuan Continent, but none of the Three Immortals and Kings stand out.

Within three days, the spiritual energy will be dissipated, and the end is approaching. Who cares how many tricks this person has?
He was lucky and accidentally entered the Paradise of Cave Heaven before his spiritual energy dissipated. Only then was he able to survive and avoid the laws of heaven in the outside world.

Unless someone can break through to the Mahayana stage within a hundred years and then ascend smoothly, then he may still have some time to do something.

That would be difficult, because spiritual energy and internal strength are mutually exclusive. This person is destined not to reach a high level of martial arts. Without strong strength, he will not be able to survive here at all.

After seven hundred years of hiding in the Paradise of Cave Heaven, Yanshan Sanren's youthful arrogance has been completely wiped away. When he heard Chu Jun's reply, he was not too excited. Instead, he felt as if a jar had been broken.

"I'm not afraid of the general's jokes. I have lived here for seven hundred years. The Taoism in this world doesn't value me much. If I hadn't had some friendship with the ancestors of the owner of this cave heaven and blessed land hundreds of years ago, I would have been there by now. Being kicked out."

"The impact of people like me on this world is minimal. I'm afraid I'm not as good as a pawn under the general's command. You don't have to expect to get any magic or soul skills from me."

"It's all useless."

Yanshan Sanren saw that the general was very interested in everything he told, so he had to make his words clear in advance.

Hundreds of years ago, several Taoist priests were also deeply attracted by the Guyuan continent constructed in his words.

For them, this world is like a muddy pond. It is extremely difficult to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, let alone look at it for a long time and look down on the past, present and future.

They are very yearning for the immortal arts and soul arts described by Yanshan Sanren, and they dream of learning one from him, and after learning it, they will be able to defeat invincible opponents in the world.

The Yanshan Sanren did not hide their secrets, and passed on their most powerful magical skills to those little Taoist priests.

What's ridiculous is that it took these Taoist priests most of their lives to get started. After getting started, they found that this magical technique was useless. It could not escape the world, nor could it make them invincible. At most, it allowed them to take a step forward in their mental state. .

These Taoist priests looked at their pale hair and loose skin, and finally realized the cruelty of the immortal way. Every immortal method takes decades or hundreds of years to perfect, and mortals simply cannot practice it.

And... without aura, it's useless even if you practice it.

Those Taoist priests later always talked about their regrets, and when they were angry, they would always vent their anger on Yanshan Sanren.

Yanshan Sanren was beaten up by these Taoist priests with a bruised nose and face, but he was laughing wildly in his heart at that time... "You also know how to regret, and you also know the despair caused by the life limit?"

"Decades of hard work in vain can break your heart. How should you feel if three thousand years of hard work have been wasted?"

From then on, Yanshan Sanren no longer talked about immortal arts. The only things in him that could be valued by Taoists in this world were the classics he had read and the Taoism of that world about the way of heaven. some insights.

After seven hundred years, his value has been almost drained. Life and death can only depend on other people's thoughts. Yanshan Sanren has to consider whether the general in front of him may become his new meal ticket.

He needs to show his worth.

"General, you said before that you are on the opposite side of Taoism, right? I have lived in the Cave Heaven Paradise for seven hundred years, and I still know a lot of the secrets of Taoism. As long as you spare my life, I am willing to do your best."

……

Chu Junhui left a group of soldiers to take care of the Yanshan Sanren in this blessed land.

This "ancestor" in the Mahayana period has now reached the point where he can no longer take care of himself. The group of Taoist priests in Cave Heaven Paradise did not leave him any food before they left. He later relied on digging out bird eggs and picking up wild fruits to satisfy his hunger.

There was money in the Taoist priest's hut, but he could not leave the Cave Heaven Paradise, and he could not take the money to buy things in the nearby market. The team of soldiers that Chu Junhui arranged for him really meant more to take care of than to monitor... It wasn't that he really valued his understanding of Taoism. If anything, Chu Junhui valued Yanshan Sanren more as a cultivator. value of the person.

Blue Star has been infiltrated by immortal cultivators. If you want to know yourself and the enemy, Yanshan Sanren is a good channel.

If that kid Hu Qiuyang plays games and collects the worldview of Guyuan Continent, he will have to wait until the year of the monkey... When he sees anyone in the foundation building stage, he calls him ancestor, and when he sees a golden elixir, he treats him like a follower, and he doesn't dare to ask questions.

Yanshan Sanren, a Taoist cultivator with seven hundred years of experience, training Jindan monks in Guyuan Continent is probably the same as training a son. It’s a treasure, it’s a treasure indeed!

Later, Chu Junhui led a team to search the entire Wu Kingdom's thirty-six cave heaven paradises, but could not find any other immortal cultivators.

He approached Yanshan Sanren again with his own questions.

"How often do you ascend?"

"Not necessarily. Under normal circumstances, it's quite normal for someone to ascend in a few hundred years."

"Hundreds of years..." Chu Jun replied suddenly.

No wonder I couldn't find another Miao Miao. It turns out that not everyone can be a cow or horse.

"You are a top-notch cow and horse that comes once in a century!"

Yanshan Sanren: "..."

Don't be angry, don't be angry, send it... send it to someone else.

"However, the speed of time in the immortal world is not consistent with that in Guyuan Continent. It is very likely that one day in the sky and one year underground. According to my secret investigation, Taoism has actually come into contact with many people in Guyuan Continent."

"They never asked me a second time about a lot of the information I told them. Obviously they had other channels to verify what I said."

Chu Jun asked back: "Are you saying that Daoist priests may have protected your other fellow villagers? Then why didn't I find them in other cave heaven paradises?"

"It's normal." Yanshan Sanren replied, "Those who can survive the heavenly tribulation and ascend to heaven all started in the Mahayana period. In one day, they fell from the lord of the world who controls wind and rain to a mere mortal. This is a huge gap. Not everyone can accept it.”

"If it were you, General, if you were imprisoned by the king, exiled and sent to a place where you would never be able to turn over, what would you choose?"

Well said, but I am not a general, I am the leader of the country... Chu Junhui understood what Yanshan Sanren meant.

Those in the Mahayana stage who have ascended to the realm of immortality, even if they are not tortured to death by the end of heaven, but are saved by Taoism, will not choose to live an ignoble existence.

Maybe after a hundred or two hundred years, I won’t be able to think about it anymore and won’t want to live anymore.

Only he, a Sanren in Yanshan, is really capable of surviving. After seven hundred years of surviving, he still wants to continue living in exchange for a meal ticket.

"How are the San people doing recently?" As a financial backer, Lao Chu also pretended to be concerned about the quality of life of the Yanshan San people.

"It's far better than before. Thank you so much, General." Yanshan Sanren bowed respectfully.

Needless to say, people who are influenced by the red dust are easier to get along with than those Taoist priests.

He has gotten to this point and has no hope of success. The Taoist priests still tell him to be pure and have few desires. He really can't stand it anymore.

Fortunately, the group of soldiers who took care of him knew better than him what enjoyment was. They took the huge sum of money allocated by the chief minister and everyone spent it together.

Just the honey-sauce pig head as big as a water tank, Yanshan Sanren has been showing off seven or eight of them recently, and his face is obviously much rosier.

Those Taoist priests should really learn the etiquette of hospitality!

Even Yanshan Sanren himself didn't realize that he, a great cultivator and powerful person in the Mahayana period, would now be tempted by such a small favor.

(End of this chapter)