Longevity starts with eating monsters

Chapter 17 A Grand Funeral

Returning to Fengyun Martial Arts School, Lu Chen saw Lin Yunying practicing martial arts as soon as he entered the door.

But it was a little different from what he imagined.

I saw the little girl holding a dagger in her left hand and a handful of lime in her right hand.

"Hey!"

As the lime was sprinkled, the dagger stabbed out like lightning. Judging from the speed and strength, the little girl might have only practiced this one move from yesterday until now.

"Brother Lu!"

Seeing Lu Chen coming in, Lin Yunying immediately put away her dagger and ran over with a smile on her face.

Lu Chen was somewhat helpless: "First you threw lime, then you launched a sneak attack. You are playing such a dirty trick, girl. I don't remember training you to be like this."

“You won’t get far this way.”

Facing Lu Chen's sermon, the little girl pouted: "But it's faster to walk this way."

At the same time, Yun Wanrong also walked in and said with a smile: "It's not entirely her fault. It's because I didn't teach her martial arts that she can only practice this."

"Why not teach?" Lu Chen looked unfriendly.

He paid for it!
"She has a special physique, so we can't just teach her some techniques casually."

Yun Wanrong explained: "Ordinary martial arts cultivate internal strength. And internal strength needs years to accumulate. It would be a waste of her talent to cultivate it for her."

"For a genius like her, the best way to train her is to send her back to the sect and practice the techniques of the Zhenwu level. That way, she will have a chance to cross the threshold of Huajin and become a martial saint at the Baodan level. She may even have a chance to become a human immortal who can break through the void and see the gods."

"Zhenwu Method?" Lu Chen grasped the key point in Yun Wanrong's mouth: "Is there any difference from ordinary martial arts?"

"The difference is huge."

Yun Wanrong smiled proudly: "The most obvious difference is that ordinary martial arts develop internal strength, while the Zhenwu method develops true energy!"

"And the true qi is the stepping stone to becoming a martial saint!"

“If you don’t have the Zhenwu method, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, it will be useless. You can’t return to your roots, hold the elixir and concentrate your mind. The best you can do in your lifetime is to transform your energy.”

At this point, Yun Wanrong's face flashed with regret again: "It's a pity that the practice of Zhenwu method is too difficult. Only those with special physiques can practice it. Even if you have a special physique, you can only practice the Zhenwu method that suits it. And you have to start practicing from a young age."

"Once you practice ordinary techniques, your constitution will be polluted."

“By then, unless you abandon your martial arts and start over, you will still have no chance of attaining the elixir.”

"But these have nothing to do with us. After all, mortals like us have no chance of holding the elixir, so there is no need to worry too much about these things."

After saying that, Yun Wanrong looked at Lu Chen again and found that he looked indifferent. Even though he knew that the road ahead was blocked, he did not look dejected at all. She could not help but nod secretly.

He is a man of strong character.

When I first knew about this, I almost gave up the idea of ​​practicing martial arts. Lu Chen has this kind of character, so he might be able to achieve the state of transformation in the future.

Yun Wanrong secretly admired him in her heart.

Little did she know that Lu Chen actually didn't take her words seriously at all. After all, he, Lu, could only have achieved his current level of cultivation thanks to the loyalty of his demon friends.

Without their support, he, Lu, would not be where he is today.

In other words, as long as there are demons willing to help him, he doesn't have to worry about his realm.

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Thinking of this, Lu Chen asked the little girl to go into the house to rest first, then walked to the corner of the yard, drew out the long knife from his waist, picked up a whetstone and began to sharpen it carefully.

"Why? Are you upset?"

Seeing this, Yun Wanrong also came over and sighed, "Are you still struggling with the matter in Xiayuan County? Think about it more positively. The waters here are too deep and you can't control it."

Lu Chen shook his head: "I think you guys are wrong."

“Of course I know!” Yun Wanrong gritted her teeth and said, “Why don’t you understand? The current situation in the county is the best result we can achieve!”

"If we kill the demon, the whole city will starve to death."

"We have to make compromises so that only a few victims die."

"We have tried our best to save as many people as possible. If we want to break the impasse, we have to wait for the relief grain from the imperial court to be distributed. There is no other way."

Lu Chen was surprised when he heard this: "Who said anything about the disaster victims?"

".What?" "I'm talking about our own safety."

At this point, Lu Chen counted on his fingers and said, "To demons, warriors like us are definitely tastier than mortals."

"They can eat mortals, so they will think of eating us."

Lu Chen analyzed in an orderly manner: "The reason why they don't take action now is that they are afraid of the Prison Warden and Fengyun Sword Pavilion, but in fact, they are not absolutely sure of taking you down. If it has enough strength to prevent you from escaping and can destroy your body, why would they not dare to take action?"

"Then how do demons increase their strength?"

“.” Yun Wanrong did not answer.

"Eat people." Lu Chen gave the answer: "The more people the demons eat, the stronger they become, so allowing the demons to eat the victims is equivalent to chronic suicide."

"Raising a tiger is a disaster. This is where you are wrong."

"Then what can be done!"

Yun Wanrong could no longer maintain her previous attitude, and couldn't help but raise her voice: "There are so many people in the city to feed, why don't you tell me what to do?"

"Could it be that the divine meat was made by a group of demons?"

"Well, that's not the case."

"In that case." Lu Chen finished sharpening his knife and stood up. "As long as we keep the demon that makes the divine meat, it doesn't matter if we kill the rest, right?"

As they were talking, the sun was setting and it was time to encounter the devil.

A layer of frost had formed on the streets in the south of the city at some point, and an eerie white mist was spreading, with only vague figures visible in the white mist.

"Whoosh-"

The white mist gradually became thicker, but the figures in the white mist became clearer and clearer. They were vivid paper figures, holding up funeral banners in their hands, playing suona and scattering paper money, with a huge coffin in the middle, as if they had really walked out of the underworld.

The ghost soldiers are borrowing the road, the King of Hell is traveling!
All you can see are paper money, paper carts, paper cows, and paper horses scattered in the sky like snowflakes, as if a grand funeral is about to take place in this city.

In the vast southern part of the city, all the houses were closed and the streets were empty. The victims looked out the windows at the huge team of paper people in horror, covering their mouths and not daring to make a sound, and even held their breath unconsciously.

"The adults from the underworld are here."

In one of the houses, a woman trembled as she picked up a basin of money.

"I have to burn more so that the head of the family can enjoy happiness in the underworld."

The woman muttered to herself as she tried to light the coins in the basin, but she failed to do so after several attempts. Her hands also trembled uncontrollably.

"Enjoy life and be the master of the house."

With a bang, the wooden basin fell to the ground, and the French money spilled all over the floor.

The woman threw herself on the unconscious man, her mouth opened and closed, tears welled up in her red and swollen eyes again, but she could no longer utter a word.

In fact, who doesn’t know?

There is no such thing as ghosts from the underworld demanding lives in other places, but why is there such a thing here? What about taking away the soul on the first day and the body on the second day, and not even burying it?

Everyone knows it, but they just don't dare to say it, so it becomes an inexplicable taboo.

There are three taboos in the city: avoid night travel.

The woman turned around to look at the child who had fallen asleep, gritted her teeth, swallowed the sweetness in her mouth, and let out a desperate and weak whimper.

"woooooo"

"boom!!!"

A loud bang broke everything.

The broken wooden door flew out and blocked the paper man's path steadily, sounding as piercingly as a bell in the silent street.

Then, a shoe stepped out of the house, breaking the taboo, and stepped firmly on the empty street.

Inside the martial arts hall, Yun Wanrong slightly opened her cherry lips and tried to raise her hand but stopped.

Outside the martial arts hall, Lu Chen took a step forward with a knife in hand and walked towards the demons without looking back.

Alone and yet never stopping.

(End of this chapter)