My Hardwork Isn't a Cheat

Chapter 6

It was also a rest day for the hunting team and went to the drill ground. Wei long also took a cold bath. The young man's blood was too strong and needed to be pressed.

However, compared with just coming to this world for more than ten days, the mood has changed completely.

Those vegetation and rocks seem to be vivid, and the singing of flowers, plants and insects is particularly interesting.

There are more and more people in the drill ground. Each mother-in-law and her children urge them to practice, and they also practice. The wilderness is terrible. Although they don't ask women to fight with them, there is no harm in practice.

"The whole village is coming."

Wei long observed with ease and found that almost all the people in the village came, a total of 500 or 600 people and more than 100 families.

There are bachelors in rags and powerful soldiers. There are two or three women and a pile of children. With strong strength, they can get more food, more people can feed and more women.

Some members of the hunting team get together to discuss tactics. There is also a small group of retired villagers. In fact, the soldiers of the hunting team rarely quit. Generally speaking, they have physical problems, internal injuries or disabilities.

These people are generally experienced and hold the posts of patrolling and guarding the village.

The village will provide for the soldiers who died for the village. Of course, the food distributed is not as much as before, and those who have more women are more troublesome. If they can't afford it, they can only be raised by others.

However, they also form small groups. Sometimes they hunt near the village. However, if they want to hunt powerful wild animals, it is often impossible to improve their cultivation by using good enough blood food. It is a good thing to keep their cultivation from falling.

"No old man."

Wei long observed very clearly that there were almost no old people on the drill ground. It was not those old people who didn't come to the drill ground to rest at home, but in the village, few people died of natural aging.

Some died of illness, starvation and were killed by wild animals, but few died of natural aging.

If you don't officially step into the door of cultivation, your life will not increase significantly. Each step of moving blood, Shenxi and life fire can increase more than ten years at most.

Practitioners who ignite life fire can live to be 140 or 150 years old if they are well maintained.

However, if you don't step into the life cycle formally, after your prime of life, that is, after you are about 50 years old, your qi and blood will decline. Shenxi and life fire may be delayed, but sooner or later they will become weaker and weaker.

"To live to fifty is to live long."

Wei Long's heart is heavy, "many people become a drag as soon as they get old, and sometimes give priority to supporting newborns for the sake of blood reproduction."

As for the results of the elderly, it is very realistic.

Wei Shengjun soon arrived. His muscles were like steel plates. He looked at the villagers under the high platform. The number was almost the same. All went well with the hunting team and the village for more than ten days. There was one more newborn, but no one died.

Wei Shengjun nodded with satisfaction. As usual, he explained his common sense of cultivation first.

This time, Wei long heard a lot of different tastes and gained a lot.

Different strength, different levels, different feelings.

Guiding the children to practice, Wei Shengjun explained to them the horror of wild animals. Finally, take the lead in fighting the prison fist of Bahuang town.

Members of the hunting team also get up early on rest days, and this is why many villagers gather.

Wei Shengjun, as a strong man in the life circle, has a better understanding of "eight wasteland prison boxing" than everyone, far more than others.

Wei Shengjun is usually very busy. He leads the hunting team and handles many village affairs. He also has to practice life. He is very busy. It is difficult for ordinary villagers to contact him. He often has only one chance in more than ten days.

Wei Shengjun also knew what the villagers wanted to see. He slowly put out the starting position of the prison fist of Bahuang town. Each fist can be retracted and released freely. Yuan zhuanruyi can move with the fist technique, and there is a virtual shadow of wilderness around his body.

It's the true meaning of boxing.

Wei long held his breath. At the moment, Wei Shengjun's fist has the momentum of holding the eight wastelands. It's very terrible!

Wei long secretly compared himself and felt that every move was a flaw. Want to correct, but there is a feeling that there is no way to start.

Easier said than done, mostly so.

"Eight wastelands have great meaning. If I can grasp the charm of eight wastelands, I may be able to find out the true meaning of 'eight wastelands prison boxing'." Wei long can not only see the form, but also the true meaning from Wei Shengjun's Boxing at the moment.

Truth is the essence of a martial art.

The fist technique has true meaning and the skill method also has true meaning. If you can show the true meaning, it means that the martial arts has at least reached the level of being proficient and better than the blue.

"Eight wasteland prison fist" understood a certain level, and even directly transformed the true meaning into form. At that time, it was not the true meaning and virtual shadow, but the real form of boxing.

Wei Shengjun once said it casually. At that time, the village head's tone was very sorry.

"The form of true meaning is too far away from me, and even the virtual shadow of true meaning is beyond my reach."

Wei long returned to his senses and found that Wei Shengjun had finished boxing. "We'd better focus on promoting the 'eight wasteland prison boxing' to the next level."

Like many villagers, Wei long still has more meaning. It is a rare opportunity to see the village head show his true intention of martial arts without reservation.

Wei Shengjun nodded when he saw that many people had something to gain.

It's worthwhile to gain. He has always insisted on teaching. Although the king of Dayan stipulated that the village head has the obligation to teach the villagers, the specific implementation still depends on the village head's own sense of responsibility.

The town waste division only inspects once every five years, and it is already on the edge of the great waste. It is far away from civilized cities. Some village heads who break cans don't care about punishment at all.

As long as the village is still there and not merged, they don't care.

"Today afternoon, we will make a deal with Damu village, Huangshi village and Qinghe Village. If you want to participate, you can go with us." Wei Shengjun finished his business and announced a news.

When Wei long saw that the village head had handled the matter, he got up. At this time, Wei Shengjun just looked at him. They were stunned at the same time.

Wei long took the initiative to come forward and said his request: "Lord village head, I want to join the hunting team!"

"If you don't say I want to talk to you. Before the fortune teller left, he asked me to take good care of you." Wei Shengjun smiled, looked deep and whispered, "I'll say hello, assign you to the Tianhu Reserve Combat Team and let him take care of you."

"Thank you, village head." Wei long didn't expect that there were arrangements for raising his fortune teller, so he had to thank him first.

The identity of fortune teller has always been very special. It is rumored that the village was not here in shuize more than 20 years ago. It was the intentional migration of fortune teller, and then there was the village. Now it is growing step by step.

As for Wei Shengjun's arrangement for Wei Tianhu to take care of him, Wei Long's strength now doesn't look up to him.

Seeing that Wei Shengjun had to speak, Wei long said first, "Lord village head, I moved blood successfully yesterday. I have some doubts and want to ask you."

Wei long can guess that Wei Shengjun probably wants to call Wei Tianhu to explain some things, so he can't let Wei Shengjun make such arrangements, otherwise he will owe a favor in vain.

And Wei long thought clearly before coming. As the village head appointed by the Department of the great Yan Dynasty, Wei Tianhu has the responsibility to teach the villagers.

He accumulated a lot of confusion, especially whether the lack of concentration is related to the low level of "eight wasteland prison boxing", and whether the blood can be continuously refined after the blood is successfully removed. These problems are related to the key to later cultivation. If you don't grasp them well, something will happen.

Even if there is some talent, but someone can ask, why do you want to build a car behind closed doors?

Besides.

Wei long also thought carefully. Adding some talent is very abnormal, but it's too arrogant to say invincible.

In his previous life, in the information society, some people with sensitive information or great talent may not be able to predict future information, but how many people are really successful when it comes to implementation and consistency.

Besides.

Moving blood perfectly can't hide until the battle. Instead of hiding it, it may cause some trouble. For example, Wei Shengjun obviously wants his son Wei Tianhu to take care of Wei long.

But Wei Long's strength is stronger than Wei Tianhu. Wei Shengjun arranged it. What did Wei long say? If you tell the truth, will it embarrass Wei Shengjun, the village head? If you don't tell it, it will be more troublesome.

Strength will always be revealed. What do you think of Wei Shengjun if you don't say you owe a favor? You have the strength not to say, thanks to my kindness, play with me.

Moreover, Wei Tianhu will be embarrassed. The people he takes care of are better than himself. Will he have a pimple in his heart and offend the village head and his son at one time? Good things will become bad things.

So Wei long doesn't hide at all!

But Wei Shengjun's reaction was beyond Wei Long's expectation. He was stunned and looked at Wei long: "what did you say?"

"My lord village head, I have completed my blood transfer. I want to ask you about some things in cultivation." Wei long can only repeat it once and bowed his head: "I have no elders to ask, so I can only come to you."

"You... The blood transfer is complete." Wei Shengjun finally reacted. His eyes looking at Wei long were very complex. It seemed that he thought of something and set off a terrible wave in his heart.

"Show me your strength. I'll look good." Wei Shengjun thought for a moment, looked a little serious, and added: "that's how I can guide you."

"Good." Wei long doesn't doubt him. After all, he didn't have a strong sense of existence before.

His steps moved gently to show the level of blood transfer perfection, which was very simple, because the sign of blood transfer perfection was refining and integrating Qi and blood. As soon as Wei long waved his fist, his whole body was shrouded in a piece of Qi and blood, and then he received it in a flash, showing his strong control.

At the moment, the change of the high platform has also attracted the attention of some others.

Although Wei Long's Qi and blood recovered quickly, they had many accomplishments and saw it clearly. Wei Shengjun was the focus of the crowd. When Wei long revealed his accomplishments at the moment, he told the whole village.

"Hiss! It's impossible!" an uncle took a breath.

Thinking of being around him for more than ten days, Wei long was practicing boxing. At that time, Wei long and now are more than two different people!

"Is this genius?" uncle thought.

"This boy is really terrible!" so are the people around uncle.

"You don't understand!" the uncle shook his head at his friends and said, "if you know his level ten days ago, you will be even more shocked."

"Do you understand again?" the friend rolled his eyes.

Uncle sneered and stopped talking.

Even if he said it, I'm afraid his friends wouldn't believe it, and he didn't want to say it. It's too shocking. It's a kind of protection for Wei long. After all, it's Wei Bu's son and a poor child.

Seeing that uncle didn't speak, the man smiled: "it's better to move blood successfully than Wei Tianhu's baby! Contemporary young people are the first! Today's young people are really amazing!"

Uncle shook his head and smiled. He didn't care much. What young people are the first? I don't know who to learn from!

Wei Tianhu has long been used to being the focus of attention, but now he feels that people look at him a little dazzling.

He seemed to hear the snickering laughter of the crowd. The source of all this was in front of his father. The thin figure, who he had never paid attention to, turned out to be——

"The blood transfer is complete!" Wei Tianhu clenched his fingers. He was only a little away from the blood transfer!

He couldn't bear the sight from his friends. He was the first among the young people. In the future, he will become the focus of the adult ceremony jointly held by the four villages, not like now.

In fact, not many people laughed at him.

Those people are not so boring, not even many people pay attention to him. Everyone has his own thoughts. Even if he is a genius, what is important?

Only Wei Tianhu felt uncomfortable!

Wei Shengjun came down from the high platform, touched his chin, wriggled at the corners of his mouth, looked at Wei long standing aloof, and finally smiled and shook his head, "OK, just ask if you have any questions."