People were still talking about the splendor of the new executioner's killings, but Yang Chen was feeling the heat in his body. Yi Laomo's technique was correct, at least it had not gone wrong until now, but he didn't know how effective it would be.
Back in his small courtyard, Yang Chen pulled out a multicolored stone from under the millstone. Even if someone could see it, they would not be able to recognize what it was. Only Yang Chen knew that this multicolored stone was originally one of those immortal sects in later generations.
It is used to test the disciple’s acquired spiritual roots. The innate spiritual roots are already determined, and the only thing that can be changed is the acquired spiritual roots.
Putting his hands on it, there is almost no change in the colorful stone. However, if you look closely, there is a trace of red light that is so weak that you can hardly detect it. This also means that the acquired spiritual root has really undergone an extremely slight change. After all,
It's a bit too childish to want to drastically change the spiritual root after just killing one person. However, at least it proves that this technique is indeed effective.
Based on Yang Chen's tens of thousands of years of practice experience, he has not found any damage to the body when the exercise is circulated, let alone any hidden dangers. In other words, for the time being, this exercise really has no
What's the problem? The most amazing thing is that this technique does not increase spiritual power or temper the soul. Even if you practice it, you will still be an ordinary person and will not violate the taboos of heaven. You will still have enough strength to enter the Immortal Killing Platform.
Chance.
Starting from the second half of the year, bandits were infested in various places and it was impossible to catch them. The imperial court was so annoyed that it directly gave strong orders to various places to catch the bandits and kill them! Under the unprecedented toughness, almost every day, various places were able to
A lot of gangsters were caught. At first it was just a few, then it became more than ten or twenty, and within a few days, forty or fifty people started to be arrested.
In the county, apart from the old executioner who complained of illness, there is currently only one executioner, Yang Chen. Yang Chen is responsible for cutting off dozens of heads every day. At first, people were interested in going to the execution ground to watch the execution, but later, no one showed up.
There is such a sense of leisure and relaxation.
"The grievances have their heads, and the debts have their owners. I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges recently. I am responsible for my duty, and I acted as ordered. I was offended!" Yang Chen would say something like this before every execution. The words were clear and clear.
, only cause and effect will get involved. After only talking for a few days, Yang Chen was already extremely familiar with what he said.
Click, Yang Chen cut off a human head with a knife, and blood spurted out directly from the headless neck cavity, but Yang Chen did not get a drop of it. This was the result of his careful training. He had mastered hundreds of heads.
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Hiss, Yang Chen took a long breath. It seemed that the life essence contained in the corpse was also sucked into Yang Chen's body with this long breath. The technique that had been used for hundreds of times was immediately circulated again.
He stood up and quickly brought this essence to his limbs and bones, nourishing Yang Chen's body and changing Yang Chen's spiritual roots.
Without any hesitation, Yang Chen walked to the second prisoner like a skilled worker on the assembly line, beheaded him, inhaled, and performed the exercises, followed by the third and fourth...
There were actually forty-five gangsters who wanted to behead that day. After Yang Chen beheaded the last one, his body was already full of strength. After carefully feeling the changes in his body, Yang Chen still shook his head slightly. The essence of mortal life, even if
No matter how much it is absorbed, it seems to be of little use. Unless tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands are killed, there may be no obvious effect.
However, Yang Chen thought it was useless, but in the eyes of others, it was completely different. Maybe it was because of the technique, but every time he killed someone, Yang Chen would be covered in a thick smell of blood.
, will not dissipate for a long time. The whole person is like crawling out of the sea of blood, full of fierceness. Not to mention ordinary people, even the soldiers around the execution ground are unconscious when they see Yang Chen.
Turn your head and look away from him.
Walking on the street, the residents in the city didn't even dare to look at Yang Chen, for fear of avoiding him. Whenever Yang Chen appeared, the streets would be almost deserted. This saved Yang Chen a lot of trouble, at least.
No one dared to come here to bring trouble on Yang Chen. Even if they despised Yang Chen, they would not dare to say an inappropriate word to his face.
Resting in the morning, beheading at noon, and practicing boxing in the afternoon. After a month of regular days, Yang Chen had really absorbed the life essence of a lot of death row prisoners. Although he failed to achieve the goal he wanted to achieve most, his body's vitality was still good.
The benefits gained have already made his boxing skills reach a higher level.
On this day, Yang Chen finished his execution from the execution ground and was walking home when he saw the sky full of red clouds. It was very strange today. Just after noon, the sunset appeared, and the sunset actually filled the entire sky.
The color is also red like blood.
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen finally showed a smile on his face. He had been waiting for such a long time for this day. The sky was full of blood. Only when Yang Chen ascended into the fairy world in his previous life did he know that this day corresponds to
It's a dramatic change in heaven.
After dinner, Yang Chen fell asleep early. Strangely enough, no matter what he was doing, he fell asleep early that night. Even if he was somewhere else, not on the bed, he would suddenly feel tired.
Attacked, randomly looking for a place, and all entered the dreamland.
"Yang Chen, are you the executioner?" In his sleep, Yang Chen suddenly heard a shout.
"Exactly, sir!" After hearing this question, Yang Chen quickly got up from the bed and answered into the void. Only then did Yang Chen realize that he was no longer in the original room.
"Do you dare to kill anyone on death row? Can you kill them all?" The voice asked another question.
"As long as they are on death row, I dare to kill them and I can kill them!" Yang Chen replied proudly without hesitation.
"Follow me!" The owner of the voice did not show up at all, but a majestic voice came over: "Go to the execution ground and kill the criminal!" The voice was filled with the domineering aura of a superior person, which made it impossible for people to have any thoughts.
The thought of rejection.
"Yes, sir!" Yang Chen agreed without thinking, and strode up a road that suddenly appeared in front of him. After a while, he saw a execution ground surrounded by many people.
I don't know when, Yang Chen's clothes had been changed into the executioner's clothes he wore on the execution ground. A soldier whose face could not be seen clearly held a blood-red ghost-head knife in his hands and sent it to Yang Chen.
In front of Chen Chen, Yang Chen stretched out his hand to grab it. He raised the blade of the knife out of habit and ran his fingers along the blade. Before beheading, he should at least check whether the knife was sharp enough.
"Brother, please take a step to speak!" As soon as he tested the sharpness of the blade, his belt was gently pulled, and a very flattering voice came from the same time.
Yang Chen turned his head, only to find a fat man with big head and big ears, wearing silk and satin. One hand was gently pulling his belt, but the other hand quietly reached to Yang Chen's hand.
, with a fat hand, an ingot of at least ten taels of gold ingots appears in the palm of the hand.