Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 754: The Backbone of the Human Race in the Spiritual Rain (Two in One)

For the next period of time, Song Ciwan practiced and traveled, leisurely and relaxed for several days.

After such a period of settling down, her skills became more and more perfect, and the quality of her true essence became more pure and rich day by day. Although she did not use the training space to increase her training time, her progress in cultivation was rapid.

It turns out that real-life practice and travel are more useful than decades or even hundreds of years of hard practice in a cultivation space.

Of course, Song Ciwan later thought about it carefully and felt that this comparison should not be made.

Traveling and relaxing are certainly helpful, but if Song Ciwan had not practiced hard for hundreds or even thousands of years, it would not have been possible for him to improve his cultivation by traveling alone.

This is actually a manifestation of accumulation of strength. When you practice hard, your cultivation seems to increase slowly, but in fact the energy is being accumulated.

As long as your mind enters the sea of ​​stars and sees the world, it will flourish in one day, like the rising sun in the east, and the bright sun will burst out!

Song Ciwan likes his current situation very much, and also likes to observe the changes in customs in various parts of Kyushu while traveling.

Through her travels, she could see that the Immortal Martial Alliance had begun to infiltrate every aspect of the world of Jiuzhou, building the Enlightenment School, the Martial Arts Academy, the Immortal Cultivation Palace, and other institutions, as well as the Wanyan Book Desk, the Criminal Law Hall, and the Law Enforcement Hall.

However, the political system of the Zhou Dynasty did not completely collapse. Some of the remaining officials were still governing the local areas, and the same was true for the City God.

However, the object to which they reported their governance results gradually changed from the original Great Zhou court to the Jiuzhou Xianwu Alliance.

This is a relatively smooth transition. Of course, there are various conflicts and contradictions in the middle, but generally speaking, the result of the conflicts is still to move towards harmony.

After all, Song Ciwan's reputation is at its peak. With her as the leader of the Jiuzhou Xianwu Alliance, it is unlikely that any major unrest will break out at the grassroots level in the near future.

From top to bottom, everyone was on high alert. Even the street thugs kept their tails between their legs and were three points more depressed than before.

When Song Ciwan was walking through a small town with the big white goose, he saw a gangster in the city knocking on a widow's door in the early morning. The widow usually didn't dare to say anything when someone knocked on her door. Not only did she not dare to say anything, she was even frightened and panicked because of the knock on her door.

The ruffian would become even more proud when he saw the widow panicking.

Sometimes he would touch people's hands and faces to take advantage of them, and sometimes he would say some nonsense and even ask for some money and property, which would make people angry and panic, but there was nothing they could do. He was so happy that he felt like he was the best master in the world.

But on this day, the situation changed.

Song Ciwan was standing on the street corner at the time. He saw the door of the widow's house suddenly opened, and the widow picked up a wooden basin and poured a basin of boiling water on the ruffian.

The thug was unable to dodge and was splashed all over his head and face.

He had practiced some rudimentary martial arts, so his skin was tougher than that of ordinary people, but even so, his face was still burned red and he screamed in pain.

"Bitch, how dare you do such a wicked thing, throwing boiling water on people. Well, I'll drag you to the pond and drown you today!" The thug cursed, and at the same time, he went to catch her with great pain.

Unexpectedly, the widow cursed even more fiercely: "Sink your uncle's pond! Who are you to dare to say that you want to sink me? You have a donkey face, but you think you are really a donkey. Are you so stupid that you can't even think? Pah!"

While cursing, she picked up a five-foot-long door-bolt stick and started beating the thug. When the stick fell, there was a sound of breaking wind. The widow's strength was unexpectedly great.

Even though the thug had practiced some rudimentary martial arts, he was no match for the widow who had never practiced martial arts.

"Impossible!" The thug screamed in pain, "What's wrong with you, woman? Did you eat some treasure? Where do you get so much strength? Ouch, ouch... Let me go! Evil woman! If you hit me again, I will call my brothers from the government office over!"

The widow was not afraid at all. She shouted, "Go ahead and yell. Do you really think that this government office belongs to your family? If you dare to yell today, I will go to the Criminal Law Hall of the Xianwu Alliance and beat the drum to complain! I will also go to the Ten Thousand Words Office and write a petition to sue you to death! You bastard, you are a worthless bastard. It's unlucky to see you!"

Then she said, "Do you think I ate some treasure? Stupid, there was a spiritual rain the day before yesterday, and I ate the spiritual rain and grew an extra spine. It is said that only those who are truly energetic can grow this spine, so you, a coward, forget it forever!"

Then, she started to curse him in a flowery way: "Spineless, unlucky, a coward with no brain in his chest, a bad luck thing that deserves to be cut into pieces, ugly people are always mischievous... Bah! What else can you use your nose for except to make it runny?"

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My goodness, there was scolding and beating, accompanied by the thug's continuous cries of pain, which made the neighbors who were called up to watch the fun laugh.

The small streets were suddenly filled with all kinds of laughter, anger and scolding.

Song Ciwan watched the show and also laughed.

She thought to herself: If you want to learn how to curse, you really have to watch the people in the market. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have known that there are so many different kinds of curse words in the world.

When he turned his head again, he saw the big white goose next to him, with its wings spread and neck stretched out, its eyes wide open, staring at the widow who was beating and scolding people in a trance and admiration!

Song Ciwan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that the big white goose had found a good role model?

"Dabai, does it look good?" Song Ciwan asked.

Big white goose: "Ang ang ang! Kang kang kang! Bang bang bang! Ga ga ga ga..."

It’s so beautiful, Wanwan, this is it, I want to learn this!
Song Ciwan:...

I don’t know why, the big white goose is just calling out “I want to learn” in a serious manner, but Song Ciwan feels that the goose’s call is a bit dirty.

Song Ciwan sighed suddenly, then smiled.

Meanwhile, the widow had already won a great victory. She dragged the wilted thug to the branch of the Xianwu Alliance in the city like a victorious general.

Interestingly, the branch of the Xianwu Alliance was established next to the county government office in this small town.

It also includes the Criminal Law Hall and the Ten Thousand Words Desk.

As for the Law Enforcement Hall, it is said to be built next to the City God Temple. Every day, it faces the clay statues of evil gods in the City God Temple from across the hall, and no one knows who is looking at whom.

Song Ciwan watched a show and saw the result that a gangster was fined twenty strokes of the cane and made to pay ten taels of silver to the widow, so he left the town satisfied.

Before leaving, she quietly implanted a seed of Dharma into the widow's body.

Now, Song Ciwan's teaching skills have reached the realm of perfection. The reason why she has not reached the highest level of perfection is mainly because the practice of teaching skills is somewhat special. This method cannot be improved by hard practice alone. The key lies in how much she has taught and to whom she has taught.

Prior to this, Song Ciwan had preached at Zhelong Mountain and taught the "Ren" character secret to all the masters present, and only then did he practice the art of preaching to perfection.

If it weren't for that match, her skill in passing on the Dharma would have been just average.

Fortunately, the art of passing on the Dharma has reached the level of perfection and has begun to show magical powers, and can condense the seeds of passing on the Dharma with ease.

Through this seed of Dharma transmission, Song Ciwan can inject his own preset various methods of cultivation into it, and then spread the seed out to achieve the purpose of transmitting the Dharma through the air.

Another benefit of passing on the Dharma Seed is that it can release the Dharma slowly and rhythmically without having to cramming.

With Song Ciwan's current level of cultivation, the seeds of Dharma transmission that she casually scattered could maintain the effect of Dharma transmission in the human body for a year, and only after a year would the seeds dissipate on their own.

The seeds that Song Ciwan taught the widow contained a set of basic martial arts training methods, which was the Mountain-Breaking Fist.

With this Mountain-Breaking Fist, if the widow is determined, she may be able to join the martial arts academy built by the Xianwu Alliance in the local area, and her life may change dramatically in the future.

But if she didn't intend to join a martial arts academy, then by learning the Mountain-Breaking Fist, she would at least be able to protect herself.

After verification, Song Ciwan found that the spiritual rain that fell after the death of the Angry Immortal was the most interesting.

After bathing in this spiritual rain, some people will develop an invisible anger bone growing down their spine.

If a person who possesses this anger bone is extremely angry or has a righteous and indignant heart, he can suddenly burst out with nearly twice his usual strength at a certain moment.

Although one will fall into a period of weakness after the outbreak, the existence of the Angry Bone still seems extremely magical and makes many people yearn for it.

Not long after, Song Ciwan saw another example of using anger to fight back.

He was an old man selling flowers. He carried a load on his shoulders and brought his grandson from a nearby village to the city to sell flowers. At first, business was good and he earned dozens of copper coins. But later, he attracted the attention of a group of idle men in the morning market.

After the old man had sold all the flowers, he was returning home with his load on his shoulder when he was blocked by idlers in a narrow alley. They ordered him to hand over his copper coins and forced his young and energetic grandson to crawl under their crotches.

In short, it was all kinds of bullying and insults. Obviously, the idlers not only wanted to rob money, but also enjoyed bullying the weak.

The old man, who was forced into a corner and could no longer bear it, exploded at the moment when his grandson was about to bang his head against the wall.

He roared and raged, and suddenly his back straightened as he whipped the pole. A huge force ran through his body from bottom to top. Bang! He hit the idler's leg with the pole!
What followed was a violent outburst. The old man usually did farm work, so he was actually quite strong. After a double outburst, he instantly possessed the strength of a leather-refining warrior, and beat several idle guys into a pulp.

Of course, the old man was inevitably injured in the process, but there is no need to elaborate on that.

In short, the old man successfully resisted the bully with that invisible anger bone, saved his grandson, and successfully protected his property.

Although he inevitably fell into weakness afterwards, it was good that he succeeded in resisting at that time.

It is also very interesting that the spiritual rain brought down by the angry immortal who was scheming and aiming to disrupt the world after his death brought such wonderful changes to the world.

One sip, one peck, perhaps this is karma.

Later, Song Ciwan also gave the old man a seed containing the Breaking Mountain Fist technique, and treated him silently.

After leaving this small town, she found a quiet place in the mountains and released the Hanguan Liuliju, then called out the scale of heaven and earth and sold the death energy of the angry immortal.

[You sold the death energy, the demonized death energy of the pseudo-harmony-level golden immortal, ten pounds and nine ounces, and gained the magical power of Taoism, and the common man was furious. ]

An Ordinary Man's Rage: A magical power-level Taoist method, an ordinary man's anger will cause blood to splatter three feet. When you cultivate this magical power, when your anger fills your bones and blood, your combat power can be increased by three to five times.

Note: This magical power can be practiced and upgraded.

Very good, what a magical power!
Song Ciwan immediately learned this magical power, and through trading it, he gained a hundred years of practice time, and practiced it to the level of mastery.

On July 15th, Song Ciwan met Du Xingheng from Ling Wu Sect and Fang Yingxia, the Chihua Fairy from Qionghua Pavilion.

The two old friends were brought to the headquarters of the Beijing Xianwu Alliance by their elders and met Song Ciwan who had returned early. This was an agreement made ten days ago. Song Ciwan had agreed to treat the two on July 15th.

The injuries of the two were quite similar. Both of them had swallowed insect pills and had to destroy their dantian in order to get rid of the control of the insect pills.

Oh, that’s not right. Du Xingheng’s Dantian was dug out by herself.

Also, because she was a warrior who practiced the Zhoutian acupoints as her main method of cultivation, even though her Dantian was destroyed and her power was greatly reduced, her original foundation for martial arts training was still there.

In the past, Du Xingheng was one of the top ten geniuses on the Wanling Prodigy List. After his dantian was destroyed, he dropped to the top fifty, but he was still on the Prodigy List.

Fang Yingxia was much more miserable.

She was an immortal cultivator, and all her cultivation depended on the true energy in her dantian. After her dantian was destroyed, her body seemed to have turned into a funnel. She lost a lot of her essence, vitality, and spirit. In just a few months, she went from a beautiful young girl of twenties to someone who was nearly fifty years old, and looked indescribably old and haggard.

When Song Ciwan first saw Fang Yingxia, he was shocked by her old appearance.

You have to know that Fang Yingxia was only in her thirties, so she was considered a very young cultivator. Even if a person in his thirties didn't practice cultivation, he shouldn't look this old.

Qionghua Pavilion is not a very poor sect. As the direct descendant of Beichen Sword Immortal, Fang Yingxia should be able to obtain a large amount of elixirs to repair his body even if his dantian is destroyed and his cultivation is lost. It is unreasonable for him to age like this.

For example, Du Xingheng still looked the same as before. At most, her face was a little paler, and her temperament was less sharp and arrogant, and more melancholy and steady.

When she saw Song Ciwan, Du Xingheng was a little reserved at first. Obviously, the former genius of her generation suddenly became an unfathomable leader of the True Immortal Alliance. This really made her a little overwhelmed and she didn't know how to face it.

Song Ciwan didn't care about the change in her expression, but instead used the fetal breathing method to repair her Dantian in the most direct way.

The process was very magical and very fast. Song Ciwan completed the treatment for Du Xingheng in no time.

At the end, Du Xingheng let out a long sigh, as if he had just woken up from a dream: "I thought that this injury would be difficult to heal in this lifetime, but under the divine power of Song...Song Alliance Leader, it turns out that it can be healed as easily as the scorching sun melting snow!"