Chapter 121: Martial Arts Even a Fool Can Practice

After the questioning, Xu Xi took Wu Yingxue away without killing the tax collector directly.

The final fate of the tax collector.

He was dragged away by a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

The tax collector looked at his face with great fear, while others who also had a grudge against the tax collector tacitly agreed that the tax collector was dragged away by the middle-aged man.

Wu Yingxue learned the story of the middle-aged man from Xu Xi.

That was long before Xu Xi arrived in Qingniu Town.

The tragic fate that happened.

The middle-aged man's surname was Li. He was once a wealthy businessman in the mainland. Because he offended the county magistrate, his whole family was exiled to the border.

Misfortunes always come one after another.

Not long after arriving in Qingniu Town, the middle-aged man's sister was targeted by the tax collector, and since then, the girl has disappeared from the world forever.

"What can you do to me?"

It is said that the tax collector at that time was as arrogant as today, stepping on the man's head and cutting a knife on his face.

The man has been enduring for a long, long time.

Until today, he finally had the opportunity to avenge his sister.

He howled and dragged the tax collector home. His miserable and hoarse cry formed a sharp contrast with the tax collector's terrified begging for mercy.

"Killing him a hundred times is not enough!!"

The girl finished listening to the story.

She was silent for a long time, and finally said viciously.

Her palms danced, and her fingertips subconsciously groped for the spear. She couldn't help but want to do it, but after staring at the man surnamed Li for a long time, she decided to let the person involved solve it.

The dead sister can no longer be resurrected.

This is the only way for a man to comfort his sister's spirit in heaven.

Wu Yingxue didn't want to rob.

The tax collector's matter was turned over, and Qingniu Town returned to its previous peace and rhythm of life.

Xu Xi and Wu Yingxue either practiced martial arts at home or went to the Ten Thousand Mountains to harvest a lot of demon meat while fighting.

The people used scarce materials to strive to welcome the cold winter.

Everything seemed to be unchanged.

But Ah Niu knew, and all the townspeople of Qingniu Town knew that something invisible quietly appeared in everyone's heart.

The world in front of him became brighter.

…

After returning home.

Xu Xi quickly walked into the inner room, picked up the original copy of "Yang Yuan Gong", quickly opened the first page, and reviewed it word by word.

"Yang Yuan, warm and nourish the vital energy."

"If you want to improve it, so that people can easily get started and have both qi and blood martial arts cultivation..."

Xu Xi fell into deep thought, and inspirations jumped out of his mind one after another.

[There is no martial arts that ignore aptitude]

[There is no martial arts that ignore physique]

[Everything will have two results, good and bad]

[There is a martial arts genius who can master it at a touch, and there is a corresponding foolish mind]

[Brothers and sisters in the same family are different, let alone people who are not related by blood. It is unrealistic to want to make everyone a martial artist with a martial arts method]

[But today]

[After witnessing the scene of the people of Qingniu Town beating the tax collector]

[You realize that even people who are about to starve to death, even people who have nothing, they are not inferior to ordinary people, and even Something better]

[That is the unquenchable desire to survive]

[That is as tenacious as grass]

[The people of Qingniu Town do not know how to practice martial arts, let alone the circulation of qi and blood, but they know——]

[Eating]

"Sir, is there any connection between eating and martial arts?"

"There is a connection, but there is no connection."

"You said that you can become stronger by eating, is that true?"

"It's not that eating can make you stronger, but that the only way for them to become stronger is eating."

[You and Wu Yingxue jointly deduced and created a four-in-one. It is not a traditional martial arts method and there is no fixed route for practicing qi and blood]

[People who farm use it, and they will Practice Qi while farming]

[People who carry loads use it and practice Qi while walking]

[The route of Qi and blood circulation is extremely simple, so simple that even if practitioners do not understand the principles of martial arts, they will unconsciously circulate in daily actions]

[And its root is eating]

[Not eating in the ordinary sense]

[But with the will to survive, the unwilling struggle, eat these invisible and intangible but real Qi and spirit, and stimulate the body's inner essence]

[You are a little silent about such a result]

[On the one hand, you are happy with the successful improvement of "Yang Yuan Gong" and truly see the future where even ordinary people can practice]

[On the other hand, you feel a little bit reluctant about the side effects of "Yang Yuan Gong"]

[The improved Yang Yuan Gong can give back usable Qi and blood cultivation as long as the practitioner's will is strong enough]

[But that is empty and fragile like a castle in the air]

[If you replenish nutrition in time, the body can still maintain normal, but if there is nothing, autophagy will occur at the end of cultivation]

[That is, you eat yourself]

[Burning blood, burning life, burning everything]

"Can such a skill really be used..."

"No, there is no need to think at all. For people who are dying, this is a really useful thing."

After the martial arts performance.

Xu Xi stood up slowly.

He walked out of the room, in the extremely quiet atmosphere, looked up at the cold sun, exhaling fog and breathing air.

Winter is coming, and this demon tide is more dangerous than ever before.

Xu Xi had recently explored the Shiwan Mountains frequently. He was sure that there would be a great demon in the innate realm in this demon wave.

In front of such an existence.

Mortals would not even have a chance to escape.

As slow as an ant, it was difficult to escape.

If you practice "Yang Yuan Gong", even if the final outcome is self-phagia, it is much better than being swallowed by demons.

"If you dare not even take this step, how can you let everyone survive?" Xu Xi took a deep breath, felt the cold air entering his lungs, and spit it out in a circle.

In fact.

The time left for Xu Xi and Qingniu Town is really too little.

It is not certain that there will be warriors in Qingniu Town if you start practicing now.

"Sir, does this skill need to be renamed?"

Wu Yingxue asked standing beside him.

Whether it is content or function, "Yang Yuan Gong" is far from the initial version. If it continues to be called "Yang Yuan Gong", it is obviously not good.

"A martial art that even a fool can practice."

"What?"

"That's its name."

The girl was stunned, but she felt it was particularly appropriate.

The birth of this martial art was originally a fool, for another group of fools who couldn't survive.

"I always feel that after staying with you for a long time, I have become a fool."

The girl laughed at herself.

[The Fool's Kung Fu was born]

[The name is simple, but the content is enough to shock the Thirteen States of Dagan. It is a martial art that can shake Dagan and even shake the blockade of the Ten Thousand Mountains]

[You made the existence of the martial art public, and Aniu became the first practitioner. This was his voluntary request]