Regenerate into soil, master life and death at the beginning

"My lord, please listen to me slowly." Middle-aged.

"Get up first!" He Tiezhu said.

"My lord, please sit down first!" Middle-aged.

"..." He Tiezhu.

……

As time passed, the middle-aged man who had been whispering all night looked out the window and said in a low voice, "My lord, it's almost dawn."

No matter how big the turmoil is, time will slowly dissipate, and the surging heart has long since calmed down. He Tiezhu, who sat opposite him on the same bed all night, just said helplessly: "Don't call me the lord, I'm just the gun you chose , you call it like that, I only find it harsh."

Middle-aged: "Master... Brother He, please believe that time will prove my will!"

After saying this, his eyes were extremely firm.

He Tiezhu took the initiative to look away, turned over on the bed, and walked out.

He strode to the door, but his footsteps still stopped: "What's your name?"

The middle-aged man kneeling on the couch showed his face and said, "Liu Shanchang."

"Then I'll call you Uncle Liu. We'll get along better in the future. Our small settlement is not as big as a village. You make it look like a monarch and his subjects are right. I feel ashamed."

After leaving these words, He Tiezhu didn't stay any longer and left in a hurry.

Chapter 32 Top Ten Masters

this day.

The first floor of the enclosure, the meeting hall.

As usual, there will be a general meeting today, and each household will have a representative. Some young and old people who got married not long ago, are very interested in this matter, and are at the age of lethargy also entered the meeting hall with a yawn.

In the beginning, they were a little slack about this, and even complained in their hearts, thinking that it took up their personal rest time-the labor was already very tiring, and others would come here to listen to people talking about the scriptures when they were resting, and they didn't just lie down on the table Going to sleep is to give face to the leader, and it is normal for a few people to be absent at each meeting.

But soon everyone gradually came to the realization that not a single one was absent, even late.

Especially for those single young adults, because of Tong Ziyi's special request, they found their other half in the second batch of immigrants and solved their personal problems. Without exception, they must come to every game, even if they never output any constructive opinions. Just to be a spectator who agrees.

Usually they are the first batch to arrive, but today they were all taken aback when they entered the meeting room, because sitting in a very eye-catching position in the center of the front row of the meeting room was a kid who was beyond everyone's expectations.

They were all surprised and asked, "Zhuzi, why are you here?"

He Tiezhu asked doubtfully, "Can't I come?"

His words blocked all the doubts of these people, and the situation was the most similar to that of He Tiezhu—they came here alone, with no relatives or old friends. The only difference was that they were a few years older than him. To this question, they always answered firmly: "Of course you can come!"

They looked at each other, and they all secretly made up their minds. If someone later questioned the appearance of the pillar, they must stand up for him and defend the rights that should belong to him.

Otherwise, if you can use this reason to question the pillars today, it will be equally reasonable to use this reason to fall on them tomorrow.

So, they should have been sitting silently in the corner, thinking of themselves as a "little transparent" sitting around He Tiezhu, one of them saw He Tiezhu looking at him, and explained, "This is the first time you have a meeting like this." Participating, there are many rules that I may not understand, I have to help you take care of it."

He Tiezhu expressed his thanks, but thought in his heart, that guy guessed everything right.

Then came in one after another were the representatives of the "Tongjia" and the core members who closely surrounded Guo Zhen. When they first came in, they saw the "marginal group" sitting in the most conspicuous area. They were very surprised. The fart boy He Tiezhu was even more surprised, but their emotions were just that, and then they found a place to sit down.

When everyone arrived, two old men, Tong Ziyi and Guo Zhen, walked in almost in no particular order.

As usual, their eyes swept across the audience, and soon, today's seating arrangement, which was too unconventional, caught their attention, and then they naturally saw He Tiezhu, who was sitting majestically among the crowd, almost the focus of the conference hall.

The eyes of the two old men fell on He Tiezhu, and Tong Ziyi asked directly: "He Tiezhu, why did you come here... What's wrong with you?"

Of course, he is no stranger to He Tiezhu. He once wanted to adopt him as a foster son, but it failed in the end. His current name was also changed by him. , he also automatically substituted the attitude of the elders towards the younger generation, even a faint warning of "this is not a place to play around, don't mess around" implied in it.

He Tiezhu respectfully said: "There are some things to report to everyone, but I am not in a hurry. I will not talk to you after the official discussion is over."

"..." Everyone.

Tong Ziyi stared at him a few times, as if warning him not to mess around, so he ignored it and formally entered the discussion session.

Gradually, other people's attention was also attracted by the contents of the discussions that were closely related to themselves, and they gradually stopped paying attention to He Tiezhu.

Seeing that He Tiezhu showed little interest in the specific content of the discussion, some smart people thought that they had seen through the plan of this little brat, and probably wanted to make everyone familiar with his existence and gradually accept him through this method.

He is really a clever ghost, but it is not too strange. In the peaceful rear far away from the wilderness, there are not a few people at his age who get married and have children. Coupled with his helpless orphan background, he thinks more and matures earlier. It is also easy to understand.

"...Okay, do you have anything else to add? If not, I will announce the end of this meeting."

Tong Ziyi glanced around the meeting hall, but he deliberately ignored He Tiezhu's previous words. He thought, what big things can a child say, and he thought it would be frivolous to discuss big things here, so , just ask privately after a while.

Seeing being ignored, He Tiezhu took the initiative to stand up, ignoring Tong Ziyi's sudden turn of gaze, and looked at the people in the hall, "Last night, I cultivated blessings to the soul, and my cultivation level broke through to the level of [Refining Viscera]. I just want to do something for everyone .”

With his words, everyone in the hall was speechless, and almost lost their eyes.

He Tiezhu continued: "I also thought about continuing to be a child who stretches out his clothes to eat and opens his mouth, but I also think about our current situation. If I continue to act like this, I will not dare to be so selfish."

Speaking of this, he looked at Tong Ziyi as if to prove it, and asked: "Uncle Tong, if I remember correctly, you and Uncle Guo have quasi-first-rate strength with the power of Lingtao? Like me, I am firmly in the second-rate? Counting there are only eight people?"

Although the two old men are more than enough to be his grandfather, Liu Shanchang still told him that he must not call himself a grandson, and letting them be one generation is the limit.

He Tiezhu agreed without much thought, but his thinking was not as complicated as Liu Shanchang's. He just felt that he would be happy if he had the opportunity to be a happy elder.

After such a "reminder" from him, feeling the majestic qi and blood that he deliberately emitted, waves of energy spreading outwards like waves with his body as the core, everyone suddenly realized that because this time A breakthrough that was completely unexpected by everyone, He Tiezhu, a kid under 15 years old, is already one of the "Ten Masters" among their more than 800 people!

What happened to the other "nine out of ten masters"?

The most "young and promising" are also in their 30s, which is the result of taking many spirit peaches, which shows how much moisture this "young and promising" has.

As for why these people who were specially selected by the immortal elders are so mediocre in martial arts, the reason is very simple, because this is the result of careful screening by the immortal elders, and this is their target group.

Chapter 33 Super Engineering

Although the two immortal elders never clearly revealed their criteria for selecting mortals, everyone can deduce it from the results.

First of all, one must be in good health, with strong bones and muscles. At least, when awake and working during the day, one can rely on one's own blood to resist the invasion of the miasma and filth. Warriors are the best choice. Otherwise, if a group of weak scholars come, In less than half a year, everything will have to be buried in the soil.

Secondly, the mind should not be too wild. Not only must it take root in one place for a long time, but it must also put down the sword, pick up hoes, hatchets, shovels and other tools, and be mentally prepared to engage in productive farming for a long time. This requirement is contrary to the nature of warriors. The stronger the strength and the better the talent, the more this is the case. Even if they really signed up for various reasons, they will be kicked out.

The warriors who can be selected to move here basically meet one or more of the following characteristics: honesty, mediocre talents, and weak hearts. The crude method of the three-legged cat has never been mixed into the circle of real warriors...

Therefore, the number of warriors here seems to be a lot, but when they moved here, there were second-rate fighters, only Tong Ziyi and Guo Zhen, both of whom were very old and had exhausted their potential.

Most of the others are low-level and end-of-the-line fighters, with only a few third-rate strengths. With their natural talents, it is destiny to make breakthroughs once or twice in the rest of their lives.

In the past few years, Tong and Guo have been able to reach the quasi-first-rate level, another seven third-rates have broken through to become second-rates, and a large number of low-rates have become low-rates, and the last-rates have become third-rates. The overall strength is stronger than when they first moved. More than a few times, most of it is due to the spirit peach, and the water and soil here nourish people, the beasts are full of blood, and the crops grown in the ground are also very nourishing, and long-term consumption will greatly increase the blood of the warrior.

But the gain brought by this foreign object has basically reached the limit.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone's eyes on He Tiezhu are very complicated.

There is a sense of déjà vu that a wolf mastiff cub suddenly appeared in the pack of dogs.

In the eyes of the Immortal Elder, ordinary people may be similar, but from the perspective of ordinary people, the connotation is very rich, ordinary people, warriors, poor people, rich people, pariahs, powerful...

Martial artists are very sensitive to the strength of individual strength.

Age, seniority, rich and poor, high and low, all of these have to be relied on in front of strength, if the difference in strength is large enough, all of these are completely worthless.

Strength equals reason, equals right to speak, equals status.

Whoever is stronger is justified.

Just a moment ago, everyone had enough psychological advantage in front of He Tiezhu, treating him like a brat with no hair yet.

Any words he said could be dismissed as lies.

But now, although many people are aware that this little boy is "not a good person", but under his bright eyes, no one dares to jump out to disrupt the situation.

Even the other seven second-rate martial artists who were comparable in cultivation to him, but who were old enough to be his father, also sat like wooden stakes, indifferent to all kinds of hinting glances around them.

A joke, is a second-rate martial artist who is less than 15 years old and has not yet fully grown up, and a second-rate martial artist who is 40 years old and has basically exhausted his potential?

"I want to do something for everyone within my capacity", which is clearly reaching out to demand power. If they jump out at this time, what else can they do besides being hated? !

Tong Ziyi felt that more and more eyes were on him, he coughed lightly, and asked in an approachable way: "Zhuzi, what do you want to do?...Everyone is here now, so you might as well tell us about it."

Feeling the change in the atmosphere in the hall, no one dared to treat him as a little kid, but a big man who needed to be taken seriously, He Tiezhu secretly sighed in his heart, he was not happy, he didn't want to be like this, he didn't like this kind of getting along, But Liu Shanchang seemed to warn him:

"Don't expect to convince them with reason, no matter how reasonable your words are, they will just think you are farting.

You have to show your strength first, and then reason with them! "

Now is the time for everyone to listen to my reasoning.

He shook his head and said, "The key is not what I want to do, but where I am most needed to do something!"

No need!

Tong Ziyi thought so in his heart, but his face was gentle to the end: "Is there something that makes you feel inadequate?"

He Tiezhu nodded: "There are many deficiencies, but I'm not here to find fault today, so I'll just talk about the most important aspects."

……

Liu Shanchang: "Don't save face for them. The first time you appear on the stage, it will have the greatest impact on them, and it is also the time when they have the most scruples. If you don't seize the opportunity and just say something irrelevant, then you will think about it the second time. Say something, do something, and the effect will be at least doubled!"

……

You are really out of breath!

Tong Ziyi was dissatisfied in his heart. From old to young, no one was worry-free, and his smile became perfunctory: "Then I want to listen."

He Tiezhu had already walked out of the crowd, stood in front of the conference hall, facing the crowd, and regarded the conference hall as his special speech session.

"As long as you are not blind or stupid, I believe everyone knows what kind of shit situation we are facing since the two immortal elders left."

His first sentence made everyone's face change dramatically.

Of course everyone knew it well, but it was the first time that it was said so openly on this occasion.

The smirk on Tong Ziyi's face froze, and Guo Zhen stared at He Tiezhu with dark and sharp eyes. Others had different thoughts, but they were all horrified by his "stunned" performance.

"...I'm not interested in those intrigues and intrigues, and I don't want to get involved."

Everyone: "..."

The audience was silent and silent.

I really dare to say it, I really have no scruples at all, tearing up all the cover-ups, some people resent the child for not knowing the rules and not knowing the seriousness, and some people suddenly bring some unspoken things to the table for him , everyone can no longer pretend to be blind and stupid, and are worried about the situation that is likely to get out of control, but some people gloat and feel very happy about this situation.

He Tiezhu ignored these and continued to output his own reasons.