nyslfriends Chapter 104 Divide into 1 mouth
Chapter 104 Divide into 1 mouth
Chapter 104 Dividing a Piece
The two entered a large pharmacy and selected some precious pills that replenish qi and blood.
Tong Baisui was overly drained of his vital energy by the demoness, and he desperately needs these things to replenish his blood and energy and strengthen his foundation. Buying these is exactly what he needs.
"Two hundred and thirty-four taels of silver—" the doctor said with a grin from behind the counter.
You have to be nicer to big customers.
Yang Silang lowered his hands, his sleeves covering most of the contents. With a flick of his wrist, several silver notes appeared out of thin air. He handed them over, and the person opposite him took the notes and gave him change. Yang Silang took the change, but with another flick of his wrist, the silver notes were gone.
The doctor behind the counter couldn't see it, but Wang Daniu, who was standing next to him, saw it all.
The two left the pharmacy.
Wang Daniu pestered Yang Silang.
"Fourth Brother, can you teach me?"
"How come the money appears and disappears as soon as you open and flip your hand?"
"That technique is too overbearing. Next time I'll learn it and make the chicken leg disappear in front of Hei Zi, so he can taste what it feels like to gain something and then lose it again."
Yang Silang laughed.
"You want to conjure silver and also learn this technique?"
Wang Daniu was very sincere.
"I want both!"
"But turning it into silver is nothing special. We've earned quite a bit of extra money by guarding the martial arts hall, so we're not short of silver."
"This is the technique I want to learn."
Yang Silang shook his head and made up some excuse.
"Then you must practice. When you become a Steel-Dirty Grandmaster, make merits, and enter the Martial Arts Tower, you will naturally be able to learn this technique."
"As you know, the rules of the Martial Arts Tower strictly prohibit the transmission of what has been learned to outsiders."
"Don't force me to make a mistake."
He couldn't teach it, nor could he teach it, because this was a new feature that the inscription system had opened up after he had mastered the Five Elements Force.
In short, it's an empty space where you can store items.
It seems rather useless at the moment. It can only hold about the size of a pillow. It has no fixed shape and can be round, square, or flat. It must contain inanimate objects, and you can retrieve them at will. However, if you put some food in it, it can keep it fresh and prevent it from spoiling.
Yang Silang could just use it as a portable freezer.
As for where this empty space is, he can't describe it. It's like a magic wand, existing in his mind, and he can use it whenever he wants.
He once experimented with releasing small insects and mice. He could catch them, but they would die instantly without any visible injuries, as if their lives had been taken away by some mysterious force.
Yang Silang thought that since his inscription system was like an essential feature for mobile games, it was normal for it to have a slot, right?
Besides, the place is small and cramped now, but who knows what it will be like in the future? In any case, we are full of expectations.
Wang Daniu was still not giving up and asked what kind of secret technique it was.
Helpless, Yang Silang could only make up a story about a hidden universe in a sleeve to fool the ghost. Da Niu probably wouldn't become a Steel-Dirty Martial Master so quickly, right? Probably not.
The two chatted and laughed as they passed through the inner city gate.
Looking up, the smiles on the two faces vanished, replaced by serious expressions.
More than a dozen dried heads hung on the city wall, placed in wooden cages, each with a ferocious expression staring down below. Some of the cages still had dried bloodstains underneath.
The two darkest heads belonged to Hong Tatian and Jia Chaiqing.
The other heads belonged to various notorious bandits and thugs who were wiped out by Jiangdong Province this year. The fact that they were hung on the city wall to dry alongside Hong Tatian shows how deep the government's resentment was towards these people, each of whom was a ruthless man who dared to raise a flag of rebellion.
In recent years, the weather has been abnormal, and Shun Kingdom and its neighboring kingdoms have been fighting repeatedly on the border. The collection of taxes is urgent and large, and the people are living in hardship. Therefore, there is always trouble in Jiangdong Province.
Although the bandits rise and fall in an instant, it is still a bad sign.
At least Jiangdong Province is bordered by the Yangtze River, which can guarantee basic harvests. I heard that in the neighboring province, due to drought, large areas of land have been abandoned, and the government has been in arrears with wages for years. Even the garrison soldiers have deserted and joined the bandits, who have already begun to conquer cities and seize territory.
Furthermore, cults are widely spreading rumors that following the old dragon will destroy the new one, and that peaceful times are gone forever, and the world is becoming increasingly chaotic.
Yang Silang suppressed his unease and, along with Wang Daniu, lowered their heads and entered the city gate. After turning through several alleys, they entered the Hanshan Martial Arts School.
Inside the martial arts school, screams filled the air.
The courtyard outside was crowded with disciples, just like planting crops. The space was only enough for practicing stances, jumping, punching and kicking, and nothing else.
The saying "when times are turbulent, martial arts schools flourish" illustrates this point.
A tall, upright figure, dressed in casual clothes, stood in the courtyard instructing his disciples in martial arts practice.
With a square face, thick eyebrows, a slightly pale complexion, and somewhat dark skin, his eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp light before dimming again. He was none other than the young master of the academy, Tong Baisui.
At this point, more than half a year had passed since he stayed overnight at Tianxiang Tower.
Tong Baisui seemed to have recovered quite a bit. Although his blood and qi were still deficient, his muscles were full again and his complexion was no longer that of a dead man.
The main thing is that he has regained his spirits and is at least able to stand up and teach the new disciples, which shows that he has adjusted his mindset.
"Brother Centenarian—" Yang Silang and Wang Daniu bowed forward.
"Brother, you look much better. How's your martial arts recovery going?"
"You've come—" Tong Baisui said with a look of surprise, then complained that the two of them hadn't come to see him in a long time.
"I've managed to regain my copper skin and iron bones, but unfortunately, that nascent true energy, which I nurtured for so long, has vanished in an instant. I estimate it will take me several more years to develop it."
"Those two vixens have really done me a disservice!"
Six months have passed since the incident. Tong Baisui regained his senses and fainted from shame. However, time has healed all wounds, and he is now able to face things calmly.
Yang Silang was unwilling to bring up the past. Tong Baisui could bring it up himself, but if he did, it would be like rubbing salt into someone's wounds.
He pointed to the disciples in the courtyard.
"Brother Bai Sui, with so many disciples, can you manage to teach them all?"
Tong Baisui laughed heartily.
"Brother, as you know, the world is in turmoil these days, so there are more people practicing martial arts."
"There are too many people to teach, so we'll charge less money and teach some simple martial arts."
"Most people just want to improve their health and be able to do a few moves."
"Who knows when I'll be forcibly drafted?"
As they walked and talked, they entered the main hall, but Tong Renyuan was nowhere to be seen.
Wang Daniu asked curiously, "Where is the old man?"
His copper-skinned martial arts skills were practically taught by the old man himself; he was more like a disciple than a student.
Tong Baisui smiled bitterly.
"My father is now running errands for Master Fa Shang to repay a favor he owed me —"
It turns out that back then, Tong Renyuan had asked Abbot Fashang of Hufa Temple to remove the controlling magic from his son, and thus owed the abbot a favor. Now, he was accompanying the abbot on a tour of Jiangdong Province, saying that he wanted to find some young novices with wisdom who could practice the Dharma.
Yang and Wang were filled with respect upon hearing this.
That senior monk is truly accomplished, but I wonder how he determines whether someone has the aptitude for practicing magic?
After chatting for a few more minutes, Yang and Wang got up to say goodbye.
After leaving the Hanshan Martial Arts School, Yang and Wang turned around and went to Pei Xiaqi's residence.
Ever since Yang Silang confined himself to the martial arts hall, Pei Xiaqi had invited him to dinner several times, but he had never dared to attend. However, the two of them could meet outside the Martial Arts Tower every time, and Pei Xiaqi never missed a single meeting, and their interactions remained warm and friendly.
Yang Silang thought it would be a good day to host a banquet for Brother Pei, but when he arrived at the door, he found that Pei was not there. He heard that Pei had gone sightseeing with Jin Xiangyu of the Liujin Chamber of Commerce, General Yan Nanxing, and several fellow Jinshi graduates.
That was a different circle. Yang Silang could only nod and say a few words. He could only leave a letter and arrange a time later.
Since they hadn't been shopping in a long time, the two decided to take a good stroll around the streets, and Yang Silang bought a lot of things that women rarely wanted.
Wang Daniu's mother is ill, and the martial arts academy is not recruiting students recently. Wang Daniu will be going home in a few days, so he can take some gifts with him.
This day.
Wang Daniu had left, leaving Yang Silang alone. The courtyards of the surrounding instructors were mostly empty; everyone could go home or go out for drinks and entertainment.
Yang Silang also went out, carrying several jars of fine wine and a large amount of meat, and headed straight for the Martial Arts Pagoda.
As usual, two grandmasters stood guard at the entrance.
They are rapidly trained martial arts masters, cultivated by the martial arts hall using secret methods. Their advantage is speed; an ordinary martial artist can be transformed into a master in just five years. Their disadvantage is the enormous cost and the loss of their future martial arts career.
They were trained to guard the tower. They were divided into two groups of four: one group guarded the gate outside, and the other group patrolled the tower inside. In short, it was a very tedious job.
"Brother Kong, Brother Meng, I've come to see you—" Yang Silang greeted them with a smile, offering them wine and meat.
It's been almost half a year now. At first, he came four times a month, but later he came more frequently and became quite familiar with the two sets of doorkeepers.
The two door gods didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the wine and meat, savoring the aroma.
"Brother Yang, you're always so sensible. You never try to fool me. This is the true taste of Immortal's Drunkenness."
"Hurry up and come in, come in—"
Others could enter the Wujing Pagoda once a month; Yang Silang, being in a prime location, initially entered four times a month.
Later, the four gatekeepers became familiar with each other, and Kong and Meng secretly told him that the Mercury Blood Master in the building had been in seclusion on the top floor for many years, intending to break through to the Golden Marrow Realm, and had nothing to do with anything else.
The so-called Inspector Heavenly Crystal Demon has not reported anything for many years, and it is unknown whether he is dead or has made some mistake.
Over the years, the two gatekeepers have been responsible for supervising the entire process of outsiders entering the tower. In short, as long as the two gatekeepers do not stop them, anyone can enter the Martial Scripture Tower, as long as they do not cause trouble.
After learning the truth, Yang Silang thought to himself, "What a shoddy operation!"
It's ironic that I actually treated that secluded Mercury Blood Grandmaster as a lifeline. It seems that it's best for me to quickly become a Grandmaster myself.
Yang Silang brought wine and meat into the tower. He hadn't even had dinner yet, intending to finish his business and then eat it. Kong and Meng pretended not to see it, completely disregarding the rule that weapons, fire, wine, and meat were not allowed to be brought into the tower.
This time, he went straight to another room on the second floor.
He still skillfully waved his hand, splattered blood, burped as the scroll rolled, and the faceless man manifested his face, then performed a set of Five Elements Fist in a completely naked and transparent version on the scroll with great power.
Compared to the Five Elements Force, this fist is not too difficult. In essence, it is just an upgraded version of the Great Five Combinations Fist, with complicated and exquisite moves, but that's all.
Use your elbows and knees frequently, because once you become a master, you can unleash powerful energy from your entire body to injure people.
However, there is a subtle point: once one becomes a grandmaster, one's true energy becomes vast and powerful, allowing one to use the true energy of the five elements to injure others. For example, the fire element metal true energy is the most domineering, the earth element true energy can be similar to hard energy to protect the body, and the water and wood element true energy can accelerate recovery and has a miraculous healing effect.
The words written on the scroll were cryptic, suggesting that the five elements could only be truly useful once one reached the Golden Marrow Realm.
Yang Silang has now mastered the Five Elements Strength and is making steady progress every day, which is why he has time to prepare to learn the Five Elements Fist.
He dripped his blood three times, and only after midnight did he memorize all the moves of the Five Elements Fist.
I was feeling hungry, so I took out some wine and meat and prepared to enjoy them.
Suddenly, a sharp, aged voice rang out from above.
"It smells so good! It smells so good!"
"You little brat, may I have a taste?"
Yang Silang was startled and looked up to see the Heavenly Crystal Stone embedded in the roof transform into a huge, drooling mouth, which was quite terrifying.
"A monster?" He jumped up, his fist clenched, his blood surging.
Immediately, two hands appeared from the round stone, waving frantically.
"Child, don't wrongly accuse a good demon!"
"It's true we're demons, but we're domesticated!"
"He's even more loyal than you are to Da Shun!"
"If I hadn't seen you the most in the past six months, and we weren't practically acquaintances, I wouldn't have shown up today!"
"By the way, could you share a bite of that wine and meat with the old demon?"
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