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Chapter 036 The Secret of Cultivation

At the middle of the sun, the sun began to vent His vigorous heat again.

The villagers of Kaiyuan Village stood in the shade, hooked the bodies of crows and wolf bees with long iron hooks, and then laid them up layer by layer.

Everyone yawned. Last night, every household was dealing with animal meat, but the heat was not turned off until now. The smoked ones should be smoked, the steamed ones should be steamed, and even the blood of the sword-haired pig was not spared.

The villagers were so scared of poverty and hungry that they wanted to store everything they could eat, so they burst out with enthusiasm last night.

It was nothing to sleep all night, but after experiencing a big battle in the morning, I was so tired that everyone was a little tired now.

Ma Lao Er reminded his third brother: "Three, remember, wait until the sun is west, and immediately load the crows and wolf bees into the car to send them to the village chief. I will go to the village wall to take over."

"Second brother, I'm so surprised. What do the village chief want to do for these things? The crow doesn't have a few taels of meat on his body, and he can't even get out of his mouth when he encounters a grain shortage. The wolf bee is still poisonous, so just burn it with a fire?"

"Hey, where did you come from so much nonsense? The village chief would send it to the village chief. The bandits raised by these bitches are uneasy. I heard from the fourth elder that even the Wujiabao in Lantian Village was slaughtered by them. I don't know how many big girls and wives have harmed them. It was half a month ago. So when the village was broken, we will all be ruined. The village chief and the elders have seen the world and know what to do. You can't be lazy."

"I know! Second brother, please go to work with peace of mind!" Ma Laosan replied casually, thinking that it was nothing big, wasn't it just a bandit? He licked his face and called himself a demon thief. The formation he created was beaten back by everyone? And it was a waste of money in the village.

Kaiyuan Village is no longer the same as before. If you get the weapons buried by your ancestors, it would be fine if you don’t bully others. What a thief is nothing?

I have to say that the two victories last night and this morning allowed the villagers to see the benefits of excellent weapons, and they began to be blindly optimistic...

Zhou Lie took a good night's sleep at home and slept very sweetly. He was not resurrected until three o'clock in the afternoon.

I just opened my eyes and was startled.

"Uncle Guo, what are you... touching me?"

Guo Xingyan said coldly: "Be honest, I haven't finished touching it yet."

The Iron Eagle Sharpman started to work and nodded continuously: "Yes, this body is stretched out. I heard your sister say that you often practice yoga, which should be the fitness method of the old era. What is commendable is that it is relatively comprehensive and barely touches the boundaries of the ninth-grade exercises. However, there are many problems here. After all, the physical potential of today's people and ancient people is completely different, so after practicing this set of exercises, you often fall into deep sleep to relieve consumption and accumulate strength. But it's easy to say that it's dangerous when you go out to act."

"Uncle, is there a way to curb this snooze symptoms?"

Zhou Lie suddenly felt energetic. Although he had twelve timelines to make prompts, he had very few opportunities to communicate face to face with Guo Xingyan.

The notes said that it was not until they fell into a desperate situation that Tang Qiqi took out the eighth-grade Ganoderma lucidum, and the Iron Eagle Sharp was able to recover, so now is a new beginning.

"Tell me to think about it..." Guo Xingyan patted his bare head. His head was now a ball of flesh, no eyebrows, no hair, and his cheeks were covered with crisscrossing blood scabs. It would take several days to fully recover.

The time was not long, and he suddenly said, "I have it, you can try it. During lunch today, I saw your mother and sister dealing with a half-monster beast, saying that it was sent by the elders of your village yesterday."

Seeing Zhou Lie's face of confusion, Guo Xingyan explained carefully: "Monster beasts have incredible power, and usually measure the grade according to the expansion range of monster energy. Wild beasts that only show some strange phenomena and cannot release monster energy can only be considered half-monster beasts. As long as they flow with red blood, they can strengthen their bodies by eating them."

"I understand. Uncle Guo wants me to eat half of the monster's meat to supplement and consume, right?" Zhou Lie looked excited. Who doesn't like eating meat?

Guo Xingyan raised his hand, bounced his head to Zhou Lie's forehead, and said, "You can eat meat as much as you want. I promise that after eating half of the monster's meat, you will sleep more heavily than usual. You won't even move when you thunder in your ear."

"Ah? I have to avoid eating any meat from a monster, so I must not eat half of the meat of a monster?"

"You can eat, but you can only eat half of the brain of a monster. This is the essence. You don't need to spend so much time digesting, and can directly convert it into physical energy and enhance brain development. Or you can eat the brain of a ninth-grade monster with a higher level, sleep for a night without any movement, and maintain strong energy for the next two months or longer."

When Zhou Lie thought of his brain-filled look, he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart and said to himself: "This is too heavy, right? If it's not too rush, sleeping is actually a pleasure for me."

Guo Xingyan sat down cross-legged and was about to close his eyes to rest, but he heard Zhou Lie's question: "Uncle Guo, can you tell me the specific content of the level of a monk? I only know the ninth-grade divine thoughts, the eighth-grade spiritual cultivation, the seventh-grade possession, and the sixth-grade side by side, but I don't know what they mean. In addition, there should be a level of level upwards?"

"It's no secret, you'll get in touch sooner or later."

Guo Xingyan explained with his eyes closed.

"In fact, there are many ways to open up the bloodline in the world. Getting the Copper Bird Order to the Beacon Tower is just the lowest way. Even so, it is enough for many people to look up to it. The root cause is that the resources are scarce and cannot satisfy so many people's promotion."

"Think about how much you eat in a pot. Can you share it with others if you want to eat enough? The facts are much more complicated and cruel than this pot."

"Opening the bloodline is actually tracing the ancestral genes and obtaining their outstanding abilities and memories in one aspect. And this is just the beginning, you want to give Him the spirit."

"For example, my ancestor was Guo Ziyi, a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. He not only had strong personal force, but also had military talents, so he was very suitable to lead the team and charge. The will of his ancestors will never be extinguished. As long as I still have a tone, the enemy who stands in front of him will eventually suffer from hatred."

The breath in the room suddenly changed, like falling into storm waves, with light and shadow intertwined, as if a figure was walking from a distance with a helmet and armor.

After a while, this breath stopped. Guo Xingyan pondered: "The Nine-grade Divine Thought Period is the foundation. When a newcomer opens his bloodline, even if he knows what kind of person he has ever appeared in his ancestors, after thousands of years of precipitation, you cannot guarantee that this bloodline is the person in your mind. You must also sink your mind into the sea of ​​consciousness to sense and communicate until you awaken the memories that are buried deep in the genes and lock in the specific origin of the ancestral spirit."
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