Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 665: Shenxu

Wansheng Shenxu.

The land is dark blue and has a strange landform. At a glance, it looks like thousands of giant pythons crawling on the ground.

"Buzz, buzz..."

A dull buzzing sound came from the horizon.

Lu Tong looked up and saw a burst of "green bamboo" blowing in the distance.

The wind in the sacred ruins also looks like roots, some of which are particularly thick, and the front ends vaguely resemble human facial features.

"Jusui, what do you think of this place?"

Ji Shu squatted down, stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful without grabbing the soil on the surface, then took out a sword and struck it hard.

There are also slender earth snakes inside the python-like earth shell.

Ji Mu twisted up some broken soil, put it into his mouth, tasted it, spit it out, and said: "There is evil in the soil. You can't cultivate it, and you definitely can't drink the water."

"Yeah."

The wind blows nearby.

Ji Shu took out the magic weapon of the ruler, turned his hand over and swept out a blurry shadow of the ruler.

With the sound of "crackling", most of the green bamboos in the wind were scattered, and the remaining thick bamboos were swept away by the residual wind, quickly becoming thicker and the faces of the people became clearer.

Ji Shu frowned and was about to use the "Sparrow Chaser Sword" which was not very proficient.

A thunder dragon flew out from the side and crushed all the remaining green bamboos into pieces.

Ji Shu shook his head and said: "Master, the environment is harsh, and a gust of wind has the strength to establish the foundation. If you want to take root for a long time, you must have a great monk to take care of you."

"More than that."

Lu Tong looked into the depths of the Shenxu and said: "There is a human-faced feathered snake in the depths that is comparable to the Nascent Soul realm, and it will kill them endlessly before its divinity is exhausted."

"This is a more dangerous wasteland. The king plans to multiply the population here and try out the 'Changshu'?"

"Not bad, is it feasible?"

"This is a fight against the sky. It must be expensive, but the benefits are also not small. A bad place raises strong soldiers, and the monks who grew up here must be good at fighting. It's just..."

Ji Shu looked up at Lu Tong and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. In such a desperate situation, who can lead people to find a way out?"

"Me."

Lu Tong's feet dug into the soil, as if he was connected to the entire Shenxu.

Ju Mao instantly relaxed and said: "The king has personally come forward and the matter has been decided. Now there is only a shortage of people to enter the ruins. The environment here is difficult and requires some powerful methods."

"No need, I've already given the order."

……

Three months later, groups of captives, slaves, prisoners, etc. bought from various countries, totaling more than a thousand people, entered the Shenxu together.

Outskirts of Shenxu.

Ji Mao was dressed in a dirty gray cloth robe, holding a ruler in his hand, standing on a mound, and said: "No matter where you come from or why you come, no matter what happened in the past, you will all be good monsters in the future. The people of Zhengguo’s Shenxu.”

"Who are you?"

"That's right, I told you on the way, what kind of scriptures and techniques will be taught when you come here?"

"Haha, neither human nor demon, this name suits me just right."

There is a group of people in the crowd who are very unruly.

Ju Mao glanced at it, and then looked at a burly and honest young man, and said: "I am Ju Ma, a doctor of the Sutra Hall of the Liangyao Zhengguo and Master of Qizhishan, and now I have another appointment." "Xu Dafu'."

"Is the doctor a high official?"

Jimao didn't pay attention and said: "No matter how big or small, there are three levels of state officials. The official is below the palace master and above the envoy."

"Only third class?"

"It's over. I'm a small country. I don't know when I will be captured and taken as a prisoner again."

While talking, the crowd began to divide into three teams.

One team is composed of unruly people who often interrupt, and the other team is composed of lifeless defeated soldiers and slaves. The last group of people seemed to be more honest and closest to ordinary people.

"What about the exercises? When will they be taught?"

"I'm hungry, I need to eat now."

"Where to rest in the wilderness?"

Ji Mu watched quietly, staring at the person who spoke one by one.

Soon, the voices fell one by one.

Ji Mao said: "The rules of Shenxu are to open up wasteland together every morning, morning, afternoon and night. Open ten acres of land to teach the "Neither Human nor Demon Sutra", open a hundred acres of land to teach the secret method 'Four-clawed Crow' , opened a thousand acres of farmland and was promoted to centurion."

After speaking, he looked at everyone and waited for others to ask questions.

"Where to open the wasteland?"

Jushou pointed at his feet and said: "The depth is no shallower than one foot and seven, and the grain of soil is no larger than a punch."

"What is the four-clawed crow?"

"A strange beast with the bloodline of Qilin. If you practice martial arts and skills, you can transform into this beast and easily rival a tiger and leopard."

The crowd became restless.

"Where's the centurion?"

"Attache, under the leader of the market, they are the commander of ten thousand, the commander of thousands, and the commander of hundreds."

At this time, someone had already begun to scratch the ground.

"Damn, the ground is as hard as a rock, what can I do to open it?"

"Teach the skills first, and then we can cultivate them after we have mastered them!"

"Is there a guy?"

The actor waved his hand.

The envoys who entered the Shenxu together came forward and poured out a large number of hoes, iron awls, axes, hammers, etc., then held a ruler in one hand and a whip in the other, and gathered everyone in the middle.

Ji Mao said: "Within one stick of incense, each person digs a hole in the ground."

"I'm hungry, I want to eat."

"Bang!"

A messenger next to him swung his whip, the long whip shot through the air, and the robe of the person speaking was torn with one whip.

Ji Mao seemed not to have seen it and said: "Who has any questions?"

"Ah..."

While moaning in pain, no one spoke.

The honest young man in the crowd was the first to step forward, picked up a big axe, walked far away and started swinging it towards the ground.

"Bah! Bah..."

The ax blade penetrated into the soil, making a rough, cold friction sound, and raised lumps of soil as big as a palm.

"This little brother, this young master?"

Lu Tong stopped his axe.

Sheep need a leader, and wolves also need a leader. The same goes for people. The leader of the crowd can change the habits of the entire group.

He mixed into the crowd, intending to become the leader and personally change the group of people, but he didn't expect that he would get ideas so quickly.

A middle-aged man with a sallow face said: "Sir, I am injured, can you help me? I will help you after I recover."

After speaking, he opened his short shirt, revealing the crimson strip of cloth on his left rib.

Lu Tong ignored him, picked up the ax again, and dug a hole by himself.

Three inches, one foot, three feet, five feet...

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Tong dug a pit three feet wide and four feet deep, then walked to the side and said: "Get out of here."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and grinded for a while, only digging out a depth of half a foot.

Lu Tong still didn't respond, he picked up the axe, and started to drop it again and again.

The second hole is dug.

There is still some tea time left before the end.

Lu Tong returned to his pit, looked at the people huddled in the pit, and said, "Get out of here."

"Here."

The man in the pit pursed his lips, gestured to the left and forward, and said: "That one belongs to you, go dig it quickly."

"Start."

Lu Tong repeated it again.

The people in the pit ignored him and simply closed their eyes.

Lu Tong looked around.

Some people watched the show with interest, some looked away, and some seemed sympathetic. The middle-aged man who had just helped him turned his back to Lu Tong, as if he had no idea what was going on here.

"Start."

Lu Tong said again, his voice even duller than before.

The people in the pit were motionless.

Lu Tong raised his ax expressionlessly and dropped it hard.

"Ah!"

A few screams rang out around them, and then a large handful of blood splashed.

"Kill someone!"

"Drama Doctor! Someone killed someone!"

Ju Shu stood in the distance, looked at everyone coldly, and said: "Whoever offends first will be innocent of murder!"

Lu Tong picked up the body, carried it dozens of feet away and threw it on the ground. Then he returned to the pit and picked up the ax again to clean up the blood-stained soil in the pit.

In the weird atmosphere, a stick of incense passed by.

Several large pots were set up around it.

The heat was rising, and the white mist floated several feet up, turning into straight columns of smoke.

"Starting from tomorrow, those who open a field of one centimeter a day will have one meal. Those who open a field of five cents will eat two meals. Those who open a field of one centimeter a day will enjoy three meals and be given a blood pill. Eat and rest early after eating. ."

Lu Tong walked over first.

Pick up a large bowl and fill it with a stew of green vegetables, dried mushrooms, chili peppers, crushed cakes, dried meat, blood essence, medicinal residue, etc.

After eating, he walked to the open space to practice boxing.

"Li Xianquan" also incorporates spear techniques, sword techniques, four-legged fighting techniques, etc. It can be fast or slow. When it is slow, it moves like an old turtle, which is suitable for digestion after meals.

Of the more than 1,000 people, nearly 30% were prisoners of war, and there were many discerning people among them.

As soon as he had done three or five moves, someone started to follow him openly. Some people dare not learn it blatantly, but only dare to peek at it from the corner of their eyes and memorize it carefully in their hearts.

The fight continued for a while, and after realizing that Lu Tong had no intention of blocking him, more and more people followed him to learn boxing. By the time he stopped punching, there were already more than a hundred people.

"This brother!"

A group of people walked up to Lu Tong, and the leader, a man with a thick waist and a straight belly, said: "What do you call brothers?"

Lu Tong glanced at them and immediately identified the identities of several people.

The four people are all around thirty years old. Although they look haggard, there is still a hint of ferocity in their eyes, like the eyes of a wolf.

This is a group of prisoners.

Lu Tong did not speak.

The leader smiled and said: "My name is Niu Leng, I am from Diyang country, and my brothers are all called Daniu."

Lu Tong nodded, turned around and walked towards the pit.

Niu Leng suppressed his smile, and the three people around him looked at each other and said loudly: "Brother's boxing skills are good, let's have some time to compete."

It was cold and hard inside the pit.

At nightfall, Jushu brought a pile of tattered quilts, ragged blankets, broken animal skins, and a pile of burnt black boards.

"Each person has a quilt and a cover. Don't take too many. It's dark and you won't be able to sleep. Cover the cover when you sleep."

"Why don't you live well?"

Ju Mao did not respond and continued: "We will meet at the foot of the hill a mile away at six o'clock tomorrow morning. You are not allowed to be late."

Leave immediately after speaking.

Lu Tong picked up a quilt, threw it into the pit, curled up and put the cover over the entrance of the hole.

The night is getting darker.

The wind gradually subsided, and patches of red clouds appeared in the sky and in the distance. The clouds were arranged neatly, like layers of red fish scales.

"What?"

"The sky is on fire."

It was impossible to stretch out in the pit, and many people slept directly outside the cave.

"Bah! Bah..."

Not long after, there was a rough grinding sound of soil breaking from all directions.

"Ah!"

"Be careful, the cloud is coming, and there is a knife hidden inside!"

"Fire!"

Inside the cave.

Lu Tong sat cross-legged on the quilt, looking up at the red clouds outside through the cracks in the wooden boards.

In Shenxu, the will of the gods remains. Now the will has not completely dissipated. In addition to naturally condensing the human-faced feathered serpent, it can also blow wind, gather earth, ignite fire, and turn into scales...

Blow the wind during the day and light the fire at night.

The fire is like scales, and there is evil energy hidden in it. Blowing it over the body can peel off a layer of skin.

Especially a month ago, he dispersed the human-faced feathered snake deep in the Shenxu, causing the evil spirit that permeated everywhere to become even stronger.

After nearly a stick of incense, the sounds outside stopped.

Lu Tong withdrew his eyes and began to practice with his eyes closed, muttering to himself.

"Seventeen died."

Later in the middle of the night, there was another burst of shouting.

"The ground is shaking, come out quickly!"

"The hole is about to collapse!"

"There is an earth dragon in the soil..."

In the Divine Ruins, all the ground began to undulate slightly, as if countless giant pythons were swimming underground.

Lu Tong sat still in the cross-legged position, clearly aware that the soil was being squeezed in bit by bit, but at a very slow speed.

Time passes bit by bit.

"Winter!"

With the sound of the gong, Lu Tong opened his eyes. The "earth snakes" with thick fingers had climbed up his shoulders, legs, back, etc., seeming to drag him into the ground.

He opened the wooden board, stood up suddenly, broke away from the earth snakes, and jumped out of the cave.

A few people were lying in groups outside.

A dozen corpses were scattered everywhere among the crowd.

It was still dark, and a blazing bonfire was lit a mile away.

Lu Tong picked up the ax he had used to dig the hole yesterday and walked towards the bonfire.

A small mound ten feet high.

Ji Shu stood on the mound, with a bunch of flames lit below and a group of messengers scattered around.

"Name."

"Lao Lu."

A messenger sat behind the table~IndoMTL.com~ wrote down his name in the book and said: "Use the stone spear as the boundary, and every time you open a centimeter of the field, hang a wooden sign with the name on the spear. Dissatisfaction One centimeter is omitted and does not count."

"Yeah."

Beside the table was a pile of inch-long wooden signs, as well as a pile of various tools.

Lu Tong grabbed a wooden sign, picked out a short knife, and walked towards the wasteland not far away that was filled with four-foot stone spears.

It took a long time to carve the name "Lao Lu" on all the wooden signs.

He threw the wooden sign to his feet, picked up the axe, and smashed it down hard.

"Bah!"

Almost at the same time, there was a sound of whips and screams from behind.

A group of messengers waved their long whips and drove the crowd under the mounds and then into the wasteland.

"Bah! Bah..."

When the ax fell, the cold and hard earth turned into large clods of soil. The clods were smashed again, and then the broken clods of soil continued to be crushed into particles.

After swinging dozens of axes, we finally reached a depth of one foot seven.

Lu Tong took a step forward and looked at the endless wasteland, feeling suddenly filled with depression.

The road ahead is bleak.

The same is true for swinging an axe, and the same is true for spiritual practice.

Practice Qi, build foundation, golden elixir, and Yuan Ying. It’s a hard journey, but you can’t see the end, let alone when you will reach the end.

He was silent for a few breaths, shook off distracting thoughts, and continued to swing the axe.

One step, two steps...

Unconsciously, the sun rose completely, and the shadow of a stone spear appeared beside my feet.

Lu Tong looked back.

There was an extra centimeter of field behind him. The soil was loose and finely grained. It was only a few feet long, but it made him feel inexplicably relieved.

You can’t see the end, but you can see the path you took when you came here, and you can also see the harvest.

The hard work you put in is never in vain.

Every step you take is one step closer to the end.

"We came to the right place this time."