Chapter 90 Martial arts paths and rituals! The results of thousands of years of human research!

Gobi, eight hundred miles away.

The former great witch Zhu's avatar, Wu Shan, rode a ghostly ghost horse and quickly trampled across the gravel. The direction he was running towards was the "green cow horse, hooves facing west" team.

But at this time.

Wu Shan suddenly twitched all over and felt the life force in his body draining rapidly. He couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Ahhhhhh!"

Behind him, there were two ghosts, one large and one small, eating the flesh and blood from Wu Shan's back.

Turning around suddenly.

Wu Shan was shocked and said:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How can two or three Qingzhou fighters kill you?"

The two ghosts behind him were Suona Ghost and Xu Ying. After their souls were broken, they turned into soul seeds and ate away at the source of life of the host.

The female ghost with embroidered shoes needs one year of life before she can be resurrected;

Suona ghost needs to devour fifty years of life;

The rarer and more powerful mouthless hungry ghosts require hundreds of years of life before they can be reborn.

In other words.

Jiang Chen had killed three ghosts before, which cost Wu Shan a full 151 years of his life.

"Little beast——"

There was a trace of hatred in Wu Shan's eyes, and his hair gradually turned gray.

Even for a general-level expert, the maximum lifespan is only three hundred years. Losing half of his lifespan at once is almost equivalent to wasting half his life.

…………

Feng Lebin took out the dog skin plaster he had reserved and applied it to the wound on the arm of Ruan Tiehan, who had lost half his life.

Although the name of this product is very tacky, the effect is quite good. It has a slight cooling breath and is soothing, and the injury on the arm is immediately stopped.

Ruan Tiehan woke up leisurely and said with a silly smile:

"I knew that with Brother Jiang's ability, it would be easy to deal with one or two ghosts."

Jiang Chen waved his hand and said modestly:

"Abin cut off its palm, and you sprayed a large amount of blood on it regardless of your life. In fact, when I took action, the mouthless hungry ghost's real combat power was only 50 to 60% at most."

"This also has to take into account the will of the fierce tiger and the naming charm. All kinds of factors were added together, and I was lucky enough to beat it by one point."

Feng Lebin teased and said:

"You only beat it by one point, and you can kill it with three strikes. If you beat it by ten points, it won't be a problem to kill a ghost within three strikes, right?"

Ruan Tiehan laughed loudly:

"There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames!"

"In my opinion, Brother Jiang's nickname should be changed. Let's just call him Three Swords and Hundred Generals."

Between laughter.

The injury on his arm was faintly touching, and the pain made Ruan Tiehan tremble.

Feng Lebin frowned and said:

"It will take at least an hour for the dog-skin plaster to be fully effective. During this time, General Ruan probably shouldn't move."

at this time,

It's daybreak.

The three of them were extremely exhausted. If they hurried, they would get half the result with half the effort. Only by relaxing could they accumulate enough physical energy to face the next battle. Jiang Chen and Feng Lebin wandered around the Gobi, catching a whole nest of black-feathered pheasants, and even hunted for them.

With five or six wild eggs, it can be said that the whole family is in order.

Although Jiang Chen was a topic writer in a small town in his previous life, he also did a lot of farm work. He more or less followed his father's skills such as cooking sheep, slaughtering cattle, and killing chickens. He was very efficient at removing hair, bleeding, disemboweling and removing internal organs, and his movements were very skillful.

, even comparable to a butcher.

then.

Feng Lebin built a stone stove and lit a bonfire inside for barbecue.

Four or five pheasants were quickly roasted. Although they only had the simplest salt and more than twenty shallots found in the wild, it was a rare delicacy and relaxation for the three people who had experienced a big battle.

Feng Lebin first cut off a large, fattest chicken leg and handed it to Ruan Tiehan. He laughed and said: "After eating, get on your way early."

Ruan Tiehan: "..."

He wanted to refuse, but the chicken legs were so fragrant that before he could react, he reached out and took the chicken legs.

After the three of them had eaten and drank enough, the team of "Green Cows and Horses, Hoofs Facing West" set off on the road again. What was surprising was that they had traveled for dozens of miles without encountering any ghosts.

The day ended peacefully.

"Green Oxen Horse, Hooves Facing West" The team traveled until evening. The sun set in the west and the sky darkened. However, the entire Gobi desert emitted an even more dazzling light. Countless rays of light were shining towards the east of the mainland of David, like a dream.

Neon flows like water.

Extremely beautiful.

Jiang Chen was very surprised, seeing such a strange scene for the first time.

"What happened?"

Feng Lebin admired it for a moment, then said seriously:

"This is a unique ritual in Qingzhou: the soul returns to its hometown."

"Qingzhou was reborn and died, but they were away on an expedition and there was simply not enough transportation capacity to return the corpses to Qingzhou. Ten years ago, an old Taoist named Zhang Kurong developed a novel ritual called: Returning the Soul to its Hometown.

All wandering souls can, under the guidance of this ceremony, collectively support each other and return to Qingzhou together, including those civilians..."

Jiang Chen's heart moved and he said in surprise:

"New ritual? Oh, by the way, the ritual: riding a green bull backwards is also a newly developed ritual. I thought that martial arts practice would be more ancient."

He grew up reading online articles since he was a child, and subconsciously believed that practicing Kung Fu relied entirely on excavation of ruins and ancient inheritance.

But now it seems that is not the case.

Feng Lebin thought secretly for a few seconds, and gradually came to the conclusion that Jiang Chen had extraordinary potential, so there was no harm in telling some common sense that only the Feng family in Qingzhou knew, and he said:

"The present is better than the past, and future generations are better than today's people. This is the normal state of martial arts practice. Except for some ancient geniuses, most rituals, martial arts, and secret techniques are advancing with the times."

"I heard from my father that there was once a Caotou King named Qingtang of the Song Dynasty, nicknamed the Taizu of a certain dynasty. He believed that the martial arts path was not a true immortal method, so he searched everywhere for the cultivation methods of ancient Qi practitioners.

For this reason, he even gave up the opportunity of the collapse of the new dynasty and the struggle for the dragon in the world. He searched everywhere for the tombs of ancient Qi masters. After decades of work, he finally found some clues, dug up an ancient tomb, and obtained the secrets buried deep in many tomb passages.

Untold secrets within the agency.

There are only the simplest lines above:

[Refining Qi to transform, refining Qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to void, refining void to combine with Tao]

Haha, this is an ancient cultivation theory that even young children of the Feng family have heard about in story books, and have been eliminated by martial arts.

These Qi refining techniques can also be practiced, but they are only valuable in some desolate places with extremely low spiritual energy content.

As long as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is slightly richer, these primitive Qi refining theories will not be able to digest the mountains and seas of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It may take a hundred years of hard work, but it is not as good as one month of martial arts."

Jiang Chen understood clearly, and his understanding of this world became even deeper.

The other side…

The technology tree is a completely different world!

Martial arts paths and rituals are the fruitful results achieved through thousands of years of attempts, thinking, understanding, research, evolution, and inheritance by the human race with great wisdom.

Feng Lebin continued with a hint of respect in his tone:

"However, although those Qi Refiners were relatively primitive, they sacrificed their lives to be benevolent, beheaded their heads, and poured out their blood to help our human race gain a foothold in ancient times, and successfully survived until the rise of the Kyushu Army."

Jiang Chen praised:

"They are all heroes of the human race."

While the two were chatting, the three green oxen continued to move their hooves towards the west. Not long after, the team of "green oxen and horses, hooves facing west" were only seventy or eighty miles away from the Western Expedition Army camp, and continued to move towards.

You can reach it by driving for an hour or two.

All the hard work will finally pay off!
Chapter completed!