The Lord who use immortals as food

Zhenqi surged up to the injured area and stimulated blood circulation. Pei Ye led the horse and left the casino, heading towards the inn pointed out by passers-by again.

This time he finally found the right place. Looking at the shiny pillars in front of the door, the somewhat loose door, and the dusty old wood on the windows, Pei Ye squinted his eyes with satisfaction - this was what was in his mind Inn.

"Boy, lead the horse!" Pei Ye shouted.

"Hey - wait a minute -" a long and loud response came from the room. Pei Ye stood outside the threshold and waited for a while before the waiter trotted out wiping his sweat - this kind of slight is not short or long. Teach Pei Ye quite familiar with it.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay?" The waiter took the reins.

"Yes, how much does it cost per night?"

"Tongpu is thirty cents! There is only one room left in the herringbone shop. One hundred cents, please stay here! Hot water is prepared every night for two hundred cents for the ground type and four hundred cents for the sky. There is soup in the morning and evening and herbal tea in the afternoon. But if you have orders, you will be on call. I'll be there soon!" The waiter finished his message clearly and said, leading the horse, "Our horses are so handsome, can't we be aggrieved?"

"The horse needs the best care." Pei Ye said, "Then I want the rest of the herringbone room."

"You already have two hundred coins, so why don't I give you a discount? Two hundred and fifty coins are still the best, and I'll give you a different font size."

"No, that's it."

"Okay." The waiter led the horse back, "Please go to the shopkeeper's place and write down the book."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of this sentence - he had only stayed in the inn twice.

Just when Pei Ye was about to ask, he saw that the waiter had already led the horse to the backyard, so he simply stepped in through the door.

When he came to the counter, the shopkeeper was lying on the table with a candle burning, flipping through an account book. Pei Ye knocked on the table lightly: "Shopkeeper, I am a resident, and the waiter said he wanted to take notes in the book."

The shopkeeper raised his head and glanced at him, pushed the account book away, and picked up another book with a black cover from the side. Turning to an empty page, he dipped his pen in ink, lowered his head and prepared to write.

Pei Ye looked at him seriously.

It was quiet for two breaths.

The shopkeeper raised his head and frowned: "Go ahead."

"What did you say?" Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, "Oh, um, I live in a herringbone apartment."

"Who cares where you live and your registration information."

"what's the message?"

"If you don't tell me clearly who your name is, where you live, why you came and where you came from, who would dare to take you in? You haven't stayed in a hotel before?"

"I stayed in a town outside for two nights and nothing like this happened."

"It's outside, so hurry up and say it." The first line was soaked with ink, so the shopkeeper added another line.

Pei Ye told the truth, and the shopkeeper wrote them down one by one. After he stopped writing, he looked up at Pei Ye and said, "My little brother is a martial arts contestant. I wish you great success in martial arts."

"Thank you."

The shopkeeper took out a key from under the counter and tied it with a small wooden sign with the room number written on it.

Pei Ye took it, and at this moment a strong man with big shoulders and round waist came from behind and put a dark iron sign on the counter. He said in a rough voice: "Di Zi Hao."

The shopkeeper picked up the sign, looked at it, handed it back, took out another key from underneath and handed it to him.

The strong man went upstairs with a bang. Pei Ye stood there and watched him go up. He looked at the shopkeeper and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper, why doesn't he need to register?"

The shopkeeper had already opened the account books again, but after hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him twice, frowning: "Are you really here for a martial arts competition?"

"yes."

"Bring the paperwork to me."

Pei Ye took out the document, the shopkeeper read it carefully under the candle, and said to himself: "It's true."

He handed it back to him: "You've already been in a martial arts competition, why don't you know anything? It's like someone who came out of the mountain."

"." Pei Ye put away the paperwork, "What was that brand just now?"

"Cultivator's ultimatum, iron fish talisman."

"Oh!" Pei Ye really knew this.

I remember that Master Huang always wanted to get one, and Master Zheng had one, but he had never shown it to them.

This is a certificate for a warrior to settle down and live his life.

Since a martial artist practices martial arts, he must use his martial arts, but the "employer" who uses martial arts must also weigh the cultivator's strength. This was a troublesome matter before the cultivator's ultimatum appeared, and the cultivator's ultimatum issued by the Immortal Platform is Helped everyone complete the "evaluation" step.

The "evaluation" of the Immortal Platform includes many aspects such as cultivation, martial arts, actual combat, etc., and finally a general level is synthesized, and the ultimatum is issued according to this level.

Because the Immortal Platform is powerful and rigorous enough, this small ultimatum is authoritative enough. Today, more than 30 years after the implementation of this policy, such an ultimatum has basically represented what the public perceives as "getting into the palace" or even "success and fame".

Many martial arts practitioners with average talent end up with this iron fish talisman after ten or twenty years of struggle. Some well-known escort agencies and martial arts schools often use this as the first threshold when recruiting escort masters.

The epithet given to the fish talisman by Xianrentai is "Wandering through rivers and lakes, arranging shrimps and leeches." With this talisman, one can travel without hindering the Tang Dynasty, take charge of military affairs first, and can pledge ten taels of silver at any government-run bank at any time.

Further up are the bronze bird talisman and the silver falcon talisman. When you cross the realm of eight lives and reach the jade steps of Xuanmen, this kind of evaluation is dispensable - how weak can the weakest master be? ?

So at this time, he can almost directly get the "Xuan Jade Crane Talisman" - when Shen Yanping talked about Jing Ziwang's strength before, he said that he was "Xuan Crane Hanging Clothes", which is an elegant way of saying that he has entered the realm of Xuanmen.

"Every martial arts competition will reissue chivalrous certificates to the top sixteen. The little brother can come to the martial arts competition at such an age. He is also young and promising. Sooner or later, an iron roe will definitely not be able to escape." The shopkeeper encouraged, "Little brother, now What kind of cultivation is it?"

"lifetime."

"Oh, then, be safe."

Pei Ye went upstairs and walked into the room, lit the candle, and put all his luggage away one by one.

The bed is indeed a bit narrow, but fortunately, Pei Ye only has one person and one cat, and to be honest, this bed is better than the one at home. At least it is very stable when you lie on it, and it does not sway at all.

Pei Ye stretched his body, sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out two old items again - the sword box and the cicada sword technique.

"Cicada Sword" has only the last two moves left to dismantle thoroughly. After reading it tonight, you can start practicing in earnest tomorrow; the blue color in the heart-cutting glass has finally faded away visibly to the naked eye, and your own meridians Under its support, the tree will also enter the next stage.

Only Pei Ye raised the kitten, which had been relatively listless for the past two days.

A pair of green eyes looked at him indifferently. Under this look, he was too embarrassed to ask when Chi Xue could come again.

"What do you want to eat? We want some food."

The black cat raised his head slightly and thought for a moment: "Candy bag."

One person and one cat ate the food, washed inside and outside to remove the dust from the past few days, and then Pei Ye continued to stay in bed and study.

As the night progressed, Pei Ye closed the last page and saw that the Cicada Sword had been disassembled.

But the progress of the other hand did not match perfectly - there was still more than half an hour of absorption before the breakthrough of two lives.

Seeing that the night was getting dark, Pei Ye didn't miss it anymore and blew out the oil lamp and lay down.

I need to be full of energy tomorrow morning.

If it were in the past, he would never be so calm. He remembers the days before he became angry. Due to the sensation in his Dantian, he was almost so excited that he practiced day and night. Every day when he opened his eyes, he would feel the abdomen first. status.

But now he is able to restrain himself in the face of a breakthrough that is within reach.

A person's changes always happen subtly, and a young man will not notice his own growth until he suddenly looks back.

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When the sky dawned the next day, Pei Ye opened his eyes in high spirits. Feeling refreshed and refreshed, and with the cool autumn air outside, Pei Ye packed up her clothes, carried her sword and walked onto the street, heading towards the martial arts gym.

Before arriving at the red-painted door again, Pei Ye was about to knock again. When he saw that the side door next to him was already open, he simply stepped in.

This martial arts gym is quite big, but the martial arts field is not difficult to find. Yesterday, the man told him that the training place is "just downstairs." When he entered the door and looked up, the three-story building stood across a few walls. Front.

Pei Ye walked straight forward, and stopped when he passed a courtyard on the west side - there was a faint sound of swords swinging inside. Just as he was hesitating whether this was the place, the noise in front became clearer. Through a half-open door, a corner of the wide square was revealed.

Pei Ye walked straight through the door and had a wide view.

In the huge circular martial arts field, there were weapon racks on the left side and a wide variety of instruments on the right side. Pei Ye couldn't recognize the purpose of most of them. In front of the martial arts field, a three-story building stood across the wall.

More than 20 people wearing military uniforms gathered in front of the martial arts field and walked around in confusion. They were of different ages, heights, fat and thin. From time to time, some people would withdraw from the crowd in twos and threes, carrying porridge and steamed buns in their hands.

It's time for dinner.

Pei Ye walked forward briskly. This cultivation atmosphere where many people shared meals and practiced together made him regain some familiarity.

Zhang Junxue's tall back was quite eye-catching. Pei Ye walked over from behind and patted her shoulder gently. The woman turned around, holding a bowl of porridge and eight fist-sized buns in her hands.

Pei Ye curled up the corners of his mouth - he had such an amazing appetite. Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a "puff" laugh coming from the side. The man said without hiding his voice: "What a pig."

Pei Ye frowned and turned around, seeing a thin young man with short hair tied just above his neck, a long face and narrow eyes, glancing at Zhang Junxue.

Zhang Junxue acted as if she didn't know anything, nodded dullly to Pei Ye, and walked out of the team.

"Hey, do you know me?" The slender-eyed young man looked at Pei Ye up and down in surprise. Several people nearby also looked over curiously, "I haven't seen you a few days ago. Who are you?"

Pei Ye glanced at him, said nothing, filled the porridge, took a few steamed buns, and left the team.

A voice came from behind: "Hey, the mutes gather together."

A few roars of laughter.

Pei Ye walked out of the crowd, looked around, and saw Zhang Junxue squatting in a far corner. He walked over and squatted down too.

The woman was still eating the steamed buns without saying anything, and one of them was already eaten in two bites.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

"You, please don't get too familiar with me."

Pei Ye smiled: "Why, are you so ostracized by others?"

"." Zhang Junxue swallowed a bun in one gulp this time.

"Who are they?"

"Zhengshou County."

"Oh, is there a festival?"

".have no idea."

"." Pei Ye turned around and saw the seven or eight people squatting in one place.

Xu Gu is a strong county and Zheng Shou is a rich county. The quotas in the two counties are the same, but sending all the people who can earn three lives to the Longmen class has nothing to do with being "strong". Only the "rich" can do it. A perfect handiwork.

Zhang Junxue's so-called "unknown" holiday is probably the battle for quotas.

In a small county like Fenghuai, no matter how hard it is squeezed, two or three places will always be given. If Xu Gu and Zheng Shou want to get more places, the other party's meat is the fattest.

After dinner, everyone lined up in the martial arts field. Zhang Junxue was at the end, and Pei Ye was standing next to her.

A tall, muscular middle-aged man with thick beard and hair stood in front and coughed twice.

The team fell silent.

"Let me talk about something important first." The man's voice was slow and majestic. "The courtyard on the west side has always been forbidden to enter. Yesterday, people lived in it. From now on, no unauthorized entry is allowed. Just a reminder, there are no martial arts inside. People in the hotel will bear the consequences if they are abrupt."

"Then let's talk about today's arrangements as usual."

"I'll continue with the explanation of Baizhu Pavilion in a moment, and that's the end for today. Then there will be an hour of training as usual, and then there will be an hour of sparring. That's all for the morning."

"Afternoon. Practice your own martial arts for an hour. The masters will patrol around to give guidance. Those who don't want to be exposed can still go to the east side practice room."

"Then there will be our three-day martial arts competition. The rewards for the top three in this period are still one ginseng pill, two taels of silver, and one tael of silver."

"In the evening, there is still an hour of personal free promotion. You can ask the master any questions and gains. For some people, the master has already helped draw up a plan. Just follow it and practice."

"Finally, today the Yamen released the reward details for the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition." The man glanced at the students who suddenly stretched their necks, "It was supposed to be announced in three days. We will try our best to get a copy for everyone today. If not, we will I’ll let everyone see it tomorrow night.”

"good!"

"Okay, sit down and let Master Wang continue to tell everyone how to play Baizhu Pavilion."

Pei Ye sat down curiously and watched as an old man with white hair and beard walked up holding a short sword.

For more than half an hour, the old man introduced a swordsmanship in Baizhu Pavilion along with the drill.

Of course, this couldn't be the true form of that swordsmanship, and it was impossible for the old man to tell them where the flaws of each move were - let alone that he didn't know, even if he knew, he would never dare to tell them.

The old man only allowed these young people who had never been exposed to the three major sects to have an understanding of the three major sects of martial arts, showed them their styles, and taught them the overall approach to dealing with them.

For example, after talking about this swordsmanship, the old man concluded: The style of martial arts in Baizhu Pavilion is standard "fighting the slow with the fast, the last attack first". They are good at using short weapons, their bodies are agile, and they rely on their "short" skills. "Quickly", after you make a move, they are used to observing half of the move first, and then directly attacking the flaw.

The martial arts of Baizhu Pavilion are not as advanced as those of the other two sects, but their disciples have excellent eyesight, clean and neat attacks, and often win or lose very quickly. In the realm of three, four, and five lives, such a simple and clean method is more effective.

After the explanation, people stood up and dispersed to start basic exercises. At the same time, the old man came to them one by one with a dagger and fought, letting them feel the style of Baizhu Pavilion firsthand.