The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

"Many times, people always like to remember everything in their past."

Standing on the top of a small hill, Wei He looked at the Tai Chi picture of the tall royal tomb in the distance.

He thought about going in and taking a look at the last one or two, but unfortunately... he still couldn't do it.

For more than thirty years.

No matter what the result is, he is in his heart and wants to keep some thoughts for himself.

"Void...I will think of a solution sooner or later to solve the practice!" Wei He had a decision already in his heart.

The road to martial arts is over. In these years, he has no way to do anything except use martial arts techniques and brush his blood.

True energy and true blood all need true qi and true beasts.

Even if he is not a real person, he still needs to consume a large amount of high-energy exotic animal flesh and blood in order to improve step by step.

But the alien beast was originally derived from the blood of the real beast, and now the alien beast has also disappeared.

Only ordinary beasts.

Wei He tried, the same set of true powers of the Heaven Seal Nine Slashes.

You can't get up at the basic stage, and you can't get up at the second level.

The Zhenjin system collapsed, and the true blood was even more ruined.

Because true blood is entirely dependent on blood in the body.

On the contrary, Serakra's warrior system only tempered his body to the limit. Fighting power is somewhat useful.

But this kind of exercise has reached its limit, and because there is no true energy, real beasts, alien beasts and other nourishment, it is impossible to produce knight aura. Unable to prolong life and recover oneself.

So Wei He tested the Serakla Warrior System. It was very exciting to practice, that is, the more you practice, the faster you die...

He tried all three ways, but unfortunately...none of them can work.

Come down from the top of the mountain.

Wei He walked slowly away from the tomb.

The worry is gone, and now he still has three hundred years of life, so he spends this time looking at the world and looking at the big changes, where the only chance to break the game is going on.

Over the years, he carefully investigated and found that Yuanduzi Master Sister, most likely, did not return to the mausoleum and did not die in the open space.

Even the feathers she dropped in front of the mausoleum could last so long before they collapsed.

The master sister Yuan Duzi has such a cultivation level, it is even more impossible to not even see a little debris.

Moreover, there is another key that caused Wei He to leave to look for clues.

That is, when he was out on an outing a few years ago, he came across some tourists who came to see Tai Chi pictures.

He learned from these tourists.

In the hometown of two of the tourists, there was a legend of a giant black bird flying across the sky.

The description of the black bird resembled the appearance of the master sister Heiyin Kunpeng.

After receiving the news, Wei He couldn't sit still.

But at that time, both Wan Qingqing and Hanquan needed to take care of them by themselves, and their illnesses were difficult to cure. If he hadn't forcibly dispensed medicines and hanged them, I am afraid that the two women would not have survived a hundred days.

Being able to hang for so long is already the limit.

If he left at that time, I am afraid the two women would not survive for three months.

So for the sake of his family, he forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart.

After inquiring carefully one after another, Wei He discovered that the world after Zhen Qi disappeared seemed to be not as simple as he thought.

Biological weapons have indeed been withdrawn.

Ordinary basic gunpowder weapons appeared.

Thirty years of innovation has allowed the once-great-moon ground to develop into a state similar to the previous period of the Republic of China.

The firearms and artillery have been improved again, although their power is not as exaggerated as when they were made with exotic animals and real beasts.

But it's quite enough to deal with ordinary people.

The most important thing is that there are no warriors, ordinary people and careerists, who have begun to master the right to speak.

One by one, the warlords occupied all the territories of the Great Moon in various ways. Divide this once ancient empire into many pieces.

Many people, many guns, and many artillery are powerful!

This is the theme of this era.

But these alone are not enough to make Wei He whose burst speed can easily reach more than twice the speed of sound.

What he really shakes is what he heard from the outside population, about the vaguely erupting strange things in various places.

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"Sell rock sugar sweet-scented osmanthus soup! Sweet osmanthus soup is not delicious, don’t need money! A bowl of five cents!"

The hawker, carrying a burden, swayed, and walked along the side of the street, stepping on the slightly moist moss stone road, all the way, all the way yelling.

The pole is on his shoulders, bending and straightening as he walks.

It's seven o'clock in the morning.

Occasionally, several patrolling soldiers in dark blue uniforms can be seen, shaking their heads and carrying guns, and walking lazily and yawning.

In the early morning, the city of Ningzhou was still wafting with a faint white mist.

The hawker walked away for a while and called for a while, but there was still no business, so he simply planned to put down his burden and rest on the side of the steps in front of a medicine shop.

The medicinal material shop hasn't opened yet, but the sound of people packing things can be heard faintly inside.

"Good sugar water, rock sugar osmanthus soup! Five cents for a bowl, no money if it doesn't taste good!" The hawker screamed again.

"Bring me a bowl." A low male voice sounded from behind the vendor.

The hawker's eyes lit up, and finally a business opened.

He quickly turned around, but saw a two-meter-tall man standing in front of him, wearing a thick gray-black cloak like an iron tower.

The brawny man has a chin and beard, his head is covered in a cape, and he is wearing a strange black short-sleeved bodysuit.

The close-fitting clothes were very thin and looked weird, like a short shirt worn by those coolies who walked the streets, but the material was obviously not a bargain.

The hawker felt strange and strange, but judging from the quality of his clothes, he was definitely not a poor man.

At least it should be the grade where the family has spare money.

After all, these years, without a family background, you can't grow so big.

He hurriedly said nothing, unfastened the thick warm cloth, opened the lid, and skillfully scooped a bowl of rock sugar osmanthus soup with the wooden spoon hung in it, and handed it to the other party.

The burly man took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket, counted five words from it, handed it back, and took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus soup.

It is at least five thousand miles away from Dayue Royal Tomb.

Five thousand miles, for ordinary people, there is no doubt that it will take dozens of days to arrive when everything goes smoothly.

But for Wei He, it was only two hours away.

This speed is faster than the aircraft in the previous life, at least the aircraft needs to include the security check time, he does not need the security check.

Wei He held the sweet-scented osmanthus soup and drank it while looking around the newly arrived city.

The name of Ningzhou City did not seem to be called this before, but after the warlord's melee, this ancient city was looted twenty years ago.

After that, the remaining people mixed with the new arrivals and rebuilt their homes, and the entire city was renamed Ningzhou.

It means wishing for peace.

"Only those who have experienced war will know the value of peace."

Wei He sighed softly.

"What you said... literate!" The hawker smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Although the accent of the other party is a bit weird, he still understands the basic meaning.

After thirty years of evolution, the Wei family has not severed contact with the outside world, and has naturally been affected by changes outside.

Since Wei He decided to look for clues, he had already made various preparations.

Accent, money, and maps are all part of it.

And the reason why he came here, this Ningzhou city, was naturally because of the legend of the giant bird that he had heard of.

Converging his mind, Wei He wandered around, scanning the street, the increasing number of pedestrians.

These people are all yellow and thin, skinny and malnourished.

Most of the people who came out at this time were coolies and dudes.

Occasionally, a rickshaw and a car drove slowly, and there were faintly visible rich people in long gowns and jackets. And the passers-by outside are completely two races.

Wei He couldn't help but think of the great famine in previous years.

After the collapse of the Great Moon, a large number of meat fields were necrotic, and there was not a large number of meat fields cultivated with plants and Chi Qi to supply meat.

The food supply system of the entire Dayue collapsed in an instant.

I don’t know how many tens of thousands of people died of starvation in that famine.

After that, when flooding happened, many crops rotted in the water, and the country's grain production plummeted.

At that time, it was really not just talking about changing children and eating.

"Brother, inquire about something." Wei He said. "I used to be out of town. I heard that in this city of Ningzhou, a huge black bird flew by. I also stopped here to rest. I don't know if this legend is true?"

"Huge black bird? Oh, are you talking about the legend of the Crow King?" The peddler had some criticisms about himself being called the little brother. After all, Wei He didn't seem to be as big as him.

But now the other party asked a question, his eyes lit up and he saw a few extra coins suddenly appeared in the other's hand.

The corner of his mouth smiled. Accepting the copper coin in a calm manner, he quickly replied.

"The crow king is said to have stayed on the nearby Yuewu Mountain. But the stay is not long. Soon, it took off again and left for a distance."

"Now on the side of Mount Yuewu, there is also the place where the Crow King called Dengxiantai once stopped. You can go there and have a look."

"Climb to Sendai?" Wei He thoughtfully.

After drinking the sweet-scented osmanthus soup, Wei He returned the wooden bowl to the other party.

"By the way, I would like to ask if there is anything suitable for martial arts in Ningzhou City."

"Martial arts?" The hawker was taken aback.

Immediately he noticed that the reason why the strong man in front of him was so strong was probably because of his involvement in martial arts training.

"The place to practice martial arts ~www.readwn.com~ is in the northern suburbs of the city. There is a gym. But last year I heard that there was a big fire there and the house was burned. Now I don't know where I went." The vendor shook his head.

What is the use of martial arts these years? Before he was on the street and saw a man who practiced martial arts. He couldn't understand that the soldiers on patrol would not pay for the fruit, so he attacked the injustice.

Unfortunately, he was shot and killed on the spot.

"Forget it." Wei He said lightly, although he had guesses in his mind before coming.

Infuriating severance, martial arts can not adapt, most of the martial arts cheats have become waste paper.

Only the most basic part is useful.

But with such a basic level, there is only one blood level at most, it is impossible to beat the current firearm.

Saying goodbye to the hawkers, Wei He looked at the streets that had gradually become lively. He was in a daze, and he felt like he was returning to the old city in the past.

But soon he cleared up his mood and hurried away from the city with strides.