nyslfriends Chapter 160 Transforming the Barbarians into Our Own
Chapter 160 Transforming the Barbarians into Our Own
The attendees at the treasure appreciation event were all young talents from the provincial government, representing various industries.
One of them was the head of the river's main shipyard, known as the "Shipping King." It was said that he had so many ships that they were lined up along the river, making it impossible to see the beginning and end of them.
His family's boats travel north and south, east and west, covering almost every place accessible by waterway.
He brought a message.
In the southern Guangwai Province of Shun Kingdom, some rebel armies have formally declared themselves kings and established their own regimes, calling themselves the Ming King.
It is said that he captured the provincial capital, controlled most of the provincial capital, opened the imperial examination system, established a military system, and even built a harem.
These are nothing compared to the fact that it has gained the recognition and cooperation of several major families in the province.
Direct descendants of powerful families have already joined their army with their troops, causing their strength to surge.
That's terrifying.
In fact, Shun State already had several famous rebel kings, bandits, and rebel armies. No matter how fiercely they caused trouble or even if they occupied a province, they could not turn into sitting bandits and could not join forces with the aristocratic families. So this was just a sudden storm that looked fierce, but actually had little staying power.
But for someone like King Ming, who merged with aristocratic families, established a kingdom, and opened up civil service examinations for both military and civil subjects, the significance was different.
Even if it only encompassed a few counties, it was still a complete small regime with extremely negative influence.
Although it has not yet affected Jiangdong Province, Shun Kingdom is in turmoil, and the chaos of the late dynasty is becoming increasingly apparent.
"Grandma, don't you think it's a waste that I have such a good mount, good armor, and a good spear, if I don't practice my spear skills?"
"After I became a martial arts graduate, I still had the opportunity to choose a martial arts technique that I hadn't used yet."
"Since you're so knowledgeable, do you have any recommendations for more aggressive shooting techniques?"
"The more powerful the better, even if there are some hidden dangers, I don't care. Please help me choose one!"
Last time in the secret realm.
Huang Shouren, whose cultivation was said to be "mediocre" among the eldest sons of aristocratic families, rode a winged horse, both of them clad in armor. He wielded a large spear and used a secret technique to combine the power of himself and his horse, unleashing a spear with imposing force and astonishing power.
Even Pei Shiliang, who is known as the number one martial artist among the younger generation and is wearing the Tengque Armor while wielding a serrated Guan Dao, is no match for him.
There were four people and one demon besieging Grandma She, but it was Huang Shouren who pierced through the body of this great demon, Grandma She, with a single spear thrust, forcing her to throw out the fake Yellow Jade Fruit to shift the blame onto the old camel, while she herself fled in a sorry state.
Without Huang Shouren's spear, Yang Silang probably wouldn't have been able to seriously injure the old demon in the end.
The signs of chaos are becoming increasingly apparent.
In addition to diligent training, one should not shy away from using external aids to enhance combat power.
This combined human and demon spear technique seemed to suit Yang Silang's taste perfectly, and he also met all the requirements.
Daqing is a fine mount, and he also has a one-piece suit of armor, combining human and demon into one. He has the ability to transform barbarians into his own, and recently he has figured out some tricks of the trade, and seems to have some clues. He also has a good spear.
He dared not even imagine a standard Taoist master like Huang Shouren.
He still wanted to try making a monkey version of the Steel Dirty Martial Arts Master.
After counting them, it's clear that one powerful and fierce spear technique is missing.
Although the elders all say that it is best to choose to cultivate a martial art after one's cultivation has reached the Grandmaster level, otherwise it is easy to become mixed and not proficient.
However, Yang Silang's own inscription system can be verified permanently, and he doesn't think he will end up practicing a mixed bag or becoming a hybrid.
If it's really not a good fit, you can just let it go.
Facing the problem of Yang Silang.
The round stone shimmered for a moment.
"The fourteenth day of the Jiaxu year".
Yang Silang waited patiently for a moment, then the light began to flicker again.
"Ji Chou, fifth day".
He waited a moment longer, and the round stone stirred again.
"The nineteenth day of the Dingyou year".
Yang Silang waited some more, but there was no more movement on the round stone. He knew that his grandmother must have finished making her recommendations.
After all, they used to speak in two-word phrases at a time, and suddenly they had to challenge themselves with four words. It's only natural that the elderly person would be exhausted.
"Grandma, I'm leaving now. I'll come to see you again in three days..." Yang Silang stood up, bowed, and took his leave, turning to leave the Martial Arts Tower.
They took the large blue horse from the stable, which was reluctant to part with the foal.
Yang Silang patted the donkey's head.
"You will be in charge of feeding your aunt these next few nights."
"She Nu and I need to study some martial arts techniques."
Da Qing looked up and smiled obsequiously.
"Master, rest assured, leave it to me. Daqing will definitely take good care of my little aunt."
He was internally complaining.
That old hag She Nu is shameless! She must have used her beauty to bewitch the master in order to be lazy.
What kind of exercise technique is it that requires studying all night?
How can I warn the master to be vigilant and deal with the honey trap?
Daqing racked his brains the whole way, only to find that he had no wariness of the beautiful little mare at all. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Master, it's not that Daqing doesn't want to help you."
The honey trap is just too effective; even Da Qing couldn't resist it.
They dismounted the donkey back in the courtyard.
There were visitors inside.
A burly man saw Yang Silang and called out "Brother Yang!" His tiger-like eyes filled with tears, and he was about to kneel down!
Startled, Yang Silang quickly reached out and helped him up, preventing him from actually kneeling on the ground.
"Brother Bai Sui, it's just a pill, a trivial matter, why bother?"
"Da Niu's learning at the martial arts school also relies on your and Master Tong's dedicated teaching."
"Given our relationship, this is too formal."
The person who came was Tong Baisui, the young master of the Hanshan Martial Arts School, whom we hadn't seen for more than three months.
Because of the siege against Hong Tatian and Chai Qing, Tong Baisui was unexpectedly tricked by the two demonesses Ruyan and Susu, who overdid the extraction of his essence and blood, and even destroyed the dantian qi that he had painstakingly cultivated in his dantian.
His cultivation level was originally slightly inferior to Yang Silang's, but now it has degenerated into an Iron Bone Martial Master.
"Brother Bai Sui, it looks like you've cultivated true energy?" He asked Wang Daniu to help Tong Bai Sui sit down in a chair.
Tong Baisui nodded excitedly.
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"Yes, you see..."
He stood up and punched the table, stopping an inch away from it. His skin pores burst open, and the force of his punch landed on the table, leaving behind a dense trail of tiny wet marks.
It did not penetrate through the hole.
Judging from Yang Silang's skill level, his internal energy was pitifully weak.
He could punch the window frame from several steps away, leaving a hole in the wood, but considering that Tong Baisui's true energy was completely destroyed before, that would be extraordinary. It would be a natural thing to restore him to the Steel-Dirty Grand Martial Master level, without having to waste several more years.
In martial arts training, if you're slow at one step, you'll be slow at every step. In a few years, when you're old and need to break through to a higher realm, you might only be a few years behind.
Yang Silang obtained some pills from Granny She's snake cave in the secret realm and put them in the grid. Among them was a strange pill called the Essence-Storing Pill. He had inquired about it with Ji Jinliang and was told that it was for people who had been over-extracted from the body to replenish their qi, blood, essence, and depleted true qi.
I don't know why this item appeared in the supply team. Could it be that some unlucky guy encountered a tough character like Grandma She and managed to escape by chance, so he needs to replenish his true energy?
Upon hearing the words "cultivation and replenishment," Yang Silang immediately thought of Tong Baisui and, as soon as he left the secret realm, instructed Wang Daniu to quickly deliver the medicine to him.
He had been taking the medicine for some time, and the medicine didn't work immediately, but changed every day. Now, in less than half a month, Tong Baisui had actually managed to replenish his true energy.
"Congratulations on your centenarian brother..." Yang Silang was also very happy.
The two chatted about martial arts for a while, and Tong Baisui had to take his leave as it was getting late.
"Well? Did Grandpa Tong not say anything?" Yang Silang asked Wang Daniu beside him with a smile.
Wang Daniu couldn't stop smiling.
Why wasn't there any response?
"The old man said he couldn't thank you because your cultivation level has increased too quickly."
"I guess I'll just have to train my page well; after all, I'm just running errands for you."
"I can learn the secrets of the Mountain-Shaking Fist if I want; moreover, he guarantees I'll learn it until I become a Steel-Dirty Grand Martial Master, and I don't have to worry about any expenses in between."
"You don't know, right now at the Hanshan Martial Arts School, Tong Renyuan is the old master, and Tong Baisui is the young master. They all call me the third master."
"Even my grandfather's nephew, Zhu Tong, isn't as favored as I am."
Tong Renyuan himself is a Steel-Dirty Grand Martial Master, so he can only promise to reach the Grand Martial Master realm.
Yang Silang laughed heartily, patted Wang Daniu on the shoulder and said that it was all his own fate.
The two then talked to the aunt about their experiences in raising daughters before Yang Silang returned to his own room.
"She Nu..." he called out in his heart.
The beautiful cook, who was busy in the kitchen, suddenly appeared through the wall and knelt down to greet him, calling him "Master".
"She Nu, tonight, I still need your help in my cultivation..." Yang Silang said solemnly.
She Nu looked troubled.
"Sir, why don't you take a rest?"
"I've recently turned over a new leaf and feel like I'm about to become a good person... no, a good snake."
"Your cultivation is too risky. It almost unleashed my ferocity and turned me back into the cruel and bloodthirsty Granny She."
"It would be undesirable if it harmed its master."
Yang Silang smiled and shook his head, saying it was nothing.
Seeing this, She Nu had no choice but to agree.
The two sat facing each other on the couch.
Grandma She first waved her hand to set up a barrier, separating the inside and outside of the house.
Yang Silang's soul left his body, and he sat upright on his physical body as a Vajra Warrior; opposite him, She Nu also sat upright with her five hearts facing the sky, but she was just sitting there blankly, and there was no need for her at the moment.
The Vajra Warrior absorbed the moon's essence, making his body even more radiant. After practicing this technique for several cycles,
The form of the deity has changed again, and it has now transformed back into the original form of the Wish-Fulfilling Heavenly Venerable.
The slave opposite her was roused, knowing it was his turn to go on stage. He immediately knelt down, bowed and worshipped, and chanted the name of the Heavenly Venerable Ruyi.
She was quite devout.
She Nu regarded her master as the reincarnation of a great being. Her life and the master were one, and her soul and life depended on the master's will. It could be said that her master was her only true god.
Now that the master tells me to worship the gods, I'll do it. Anyway, the Ruyi Tianzun looks just like the master, so I don't have any psychological barriers.
However, she couldn't quite understand the master's next stage of cultivation; well, it seemed extremely dangerous...
As She Nu knelt in worship, a black aura suppressed beneath the lotus platform of the Ruyi Heavenly Venerable soared into the sky, revealing its ferocious nature. It was covered with countless miniature snakes entwined with wronged souls, and its eyes were filled with tears.
The little snake soared into the air, and the closer it got to the Celestial Venerable's true form, the more black energy rose from its body, and the more the vengeful spirits dissipated. However, it was also tormented, causing its scales to fall off, its skin to be peeled off, and its bones to be torn apart, leaving it almost unrecognizable as a snake. Fortunately, the light behind the Celestial Venerable shone and nourished it, sustaining its life.
As it continued to soar into the air, golden light reshaped its form, transforming it into a crystal-clear snake body. It was reborn and flew into the halo behind the Heavenly Venerable's head, becoming one of the many prayers.
outside world.
She Nu was deeply moved, her eyes filled with tears.
Is the master implying that if I follow him diligently, I too can attain enlightenment in the future?
However, the most dangerous step is yet to come.
Her heart skipped a beat.
A snake deity appeared in the halo behind the head of the Ruyi Tianzun.
at this time.
Yang Silang's divine soul moved and landed on the Serpent Venerable's body.
next moment.
The soul dissipated, the true form of the Ruyi Tianzun vanished, and the luminous body reassembled, slowly revealing a compassionate serpent deity, who resembled Yang Silang, with a flat chest, clearly a male.
"It's coming...it's almost here..."
She Nu's eyes widened, and she became nervous.
The Serpent Lord was absorbing the moonlight when suddenly his body twisted.
Yang Silang's facial features crumbled like pieces of a dried and peeling portrait, revealing new features.
He had his hair piled high in a bun, with willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a pale face, and slightly long eyebrows. His eyes were painted with red shadow, and his lips were scarlet. Even his flat chest began to slowly swell, showing signs of size.
A small bump is rising slightly at the hairline on my forehead, and it's slowly growing.
She Nu recognized that face all too well; it was none other than her former self, the old lady She who had been killed by the combined forces of several princes!