wicked immortal

[ps: hit the list!Break the list!Even if you die in battle, you have to fight until the last moment.Summon and collect red tickets, kill them!kill! 】

"...That's right, just drink it." Zhao Yuan laughed dumbfounded.

"Come on, let's compete to see who can chop wood faster, and whoever wins will drink."

"it is good!"

Without saying a word, the two of them shook off the frantic splitter.

"Stop!" Guo Futou glanced at the firewood on Zhao Yuan's chest and said, "I won, but I allow you to drink with me."

"it is good!"

The two drank wildly, and when they were tired, they would split the wood, and when they were tired, they would drink. In the weather of more than ten degrees below zero, the two big men vented their pressure in the yard with their upper bodies naked.

Zhao Yuan was drunk.

Guo Futou was also drunk.

Neither of them knew how to climb into their own beds, and when they got up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

No one bothered Zhao Yuan and Guo Futou. Obviously, someone knew that he was drinking late at night. When the two woke up, thousands of people from the Wan family were busy.Some people repaired the damaged courtyard walls and some infrastructure of Wanjia, and carried some grain back to the granary that was used as the city wall.

Most of the people are helping the people of Xujiaqiao Town to repair the destroyed houses, or bury the bodies of those victims.

The benevolence and righteousness of the Wan family have won unanimous praise from the residents of Xujiaqiao.

Two days later, that is, the day before the Chinese New Year, Xujiaqiao returned to its former prosperity, and commercial activities gradually became more frequent. Some nearby tenants who bought New Year's goods rushed to Xujiaqiao, and Xujiaqiao became full of vitality again.

Unlike the shops, the east courtyard has become idle. Except for the occasional people from the shops to replenish the goods, the east courtyard has nothing to do most of the time.

The workers have all gone home for the New Year, even the couple Chef Luo and Chef Lei went home for the New Year.

The east courtyard became more and more deserted.

In the east courtyard, apart from the porter on duty, there were only three bachelors, Zhao Yuan, Guo Futou and Jia Deaf.The meal was brought over by the West Courtyard, but Guo Futou refused.

Guo Futou has been working in Wanjia since he was a child. He has been working in the kitchen for seven or eight years, and his skills are not bad.

Finally, in the deserted, East Hospital ushered in the New Year's Eve.

Guo Futou lit a fire in the kitchen, and hung a bunch of dried chili peppers by the door, indicating that the coming year will be prosperous.

After the three of them had dinner, they gathered around the fire to drink. Jia Deaf was too old to drink. After drinking a few cups, he went back to his room to sleep.

The two big men were relatively speechless, drinking dull wine, thinking about each other.

"Zhao Yuan...wait a minute...Master and Madam will come over." Guo Futou said suddenly while drinking.At this time, Guo Futou was a little drunk and hazy.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback.

"Red envelopes."

"Oh."

Zhao Yuan immediately understood that usually, in some big families, a red envelope would be given to the person on duty in the early morning to make a good fortune.

The two sat blankly by the fire and waited for the master and madam to come to distribute red envelopes, chatting with each other.

"Zhao Yuan, will you stay in the Wan family?"

"will not."

"I...I...know...you won't stay here...I have something to say...you are...you are a dragon...a dragon..." Guo Fudou took a sip of his wine and ended stammered.

"dragon……"

Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled wryly. If he was a dragon, he would also be a dragon trapped in the stinking ditch.When Zhao Yuan was very young, he was very conceited, but only after experiencing the Miemen incident did he realize how weak he was. In the eyes of many people, he was like an ant.

It is precisely because he knows his own weakness that Zhao Yuan no longer has the arrogance and conceit of his youth, and walks on thin ice every step he takes.

"Zhao...Zhao Yuan...you are amazing...I admire you...I really admire you..."

"Axe, do you have any dreams?" Zhao Yuan asked, not wanting to talk about himself.

"There is... there is..."

"What is it, let's hear it."

"Marry a wife, give birth to... many children..."

"This doesn't count, is there any more?"

"This... this... When I was very young... think... I wanted to be a general, the kind of general who rides a horse..." Guo Futou suddenly picked up the iron ax under his feet, and rolled up a beautiful ax flower in the air .

"Well, this is a dream, so have you ever thought about becoming a general?"

"Some people say...say...to be a general, you need not only strength...but also culture, what is it called Yunce...what is it?"

"Strategy, win thousands of miles. It refers to tactics."

"That's right, that's right, strategizing and winning thousands of miles... I don't know how to read... I don't know what tactics are... By the way, you command us to fight against the victims... Is it tactics?"

"Yes."

"Zhao Yuan...you are good...you are amazing..."

"I can teach you how to read, and I can also teach you the art of war."

"Really, that... that's great... I want to be a general... I want to be that kind... a general who has slaughtered 900 million people... a general... haha... I'm afraid that there will be no women if I become a general... Huh call……"

Guo Futou tilted his head and fell asleep leaning on the chair.

"..."

Zhao Yuan looked at Guo Futou, who was snoring like thunder, and was speechless.

At this moment, there was a burst of firecrackers outside.

New Year's Eve.

Another year has passed.

Zhao Yuan stared blankly at the blazing fire, a stern look appeared on his dull face.

It has been more than two years, but his path of self-cultivation has not made any progress.

When will I have that old-fashioned power!

Inexplicably, Zhao Yuan thought of the cultivation secrets of "The Enemy of Thousands of People".At present, there is nothing wrong with Zhao Yuan, who has practiced the cultivation secrets of "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemies", but the two indistinct auras are still soft and have not increased at all. However, Zhao Yuan feels that the flexibility of his body has increased A lot, the actions that Gauss said violated the physics of the human body can also be easily completed.

According to "The Enemy of Thousands of People", the realm of "posture" in "The Realm of Brute Force" has been reached, and the next step is to start practicing the second stage of "quietness". It is meditation, to feel the changes in the body with the heart, so that the human body is in a state of tranquility on the outside and fluffy on the inside.

Currently, Zhao Yuan doesn't have any experience in self-cultivation, and he doesn't even know how long it takes to cultivate the first stage "Brute Force Realm", and his concept of "posture" is also very vague. Groping in the middle, making judgments based on the feeling of the body.

According to Wan Linger, "The Enemy of Thousands of People" has seven realms, which are divided into "the realm of brute force", "the realm of clear eyesight", "the realm of wisdom mind", "the realm of mountains and rivers", "the realm of great secrets" and "the realm of origin". "" "The Realm of Chaos" and among them, every step up is very difficult. Even if it is calculated based on the cultivation speed of the "posture" in the first stage of "The Realm of Brute Force", it will take seven years to cultivate to the "Realm of Chaos". time of year.

Of course, Zhao Yuan is not naive enough to think that he can cultivate to the highest level of "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemies" in seven years. Even if he is not a cultivator, he is also very clear that any cultivation method should be easy before Disaster.

If it really only takes seven years to cultivate to the highest level, then people in the cultivation world will not only cultivate the first level.

Revenge is nowhere in sight.

Distraught, Zhao Yuan gradually entered a "quiet" state. He didn't want himself to have too many negative emotions. He had to keep himself positive and optimistic.In this world, no one pities him, and no one will help him, he can only rely on himself.

One year is not enough for ten years, ten years is not enough for a hundred years!

The lifespan of a cultivator far exceeds that of ordinary people. Zhao Yuan believes that as long as he practices diligently, his lifespan will definitely exceed that of ordinary people, and the lifespan of "Huatoutuo" will only be longer. As long as he perseveres, he will have the hope of revenge.

Soon, Zhao Yuan's brain abandoned the complicated worldly emotions and became extremely clear. He felt the quiet night with his thoughts, the cold air with his skin, and the slight winter wind with his pores...

The fire was gradually extinguished, and Zhao Yuan was practicing like a machine that didn't know how to get tired.

Zhao Yuan didn't know, Wan Ling'er didn't tell him that many early-stage cultivators could not complete the cultivation of "posture" after spending a lifetime, and Zhao Yuan entered the second level of "quietness" cultivation in just over a month .

In fact, Wan Ling'er didn't know how difficult the first level of cultivation in "The Enemy of Thousands of People" was.

In the realm of self-cultivation, cultivating the "posture" of the first stage of "Brute Force Realm" in "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemy" is only the preliminary work of foundation building, and it does not necessarily have to reach the realm described in "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemy", because a cultivator Once the body has cultivated the aura, the brute strength of "The Enemy" will become tasteless.