Chapter 203: A Master of the World

When a martial artist no longer relies on his own tempering year after year, day after day to improve his cultivation, but hopes to take shortcuts, then his achievements in life are destined to have a limit, and it will be difficult to cross the peak in his life!

Although the disciples of the Taiyin Sect vigorously denied it, in fact, their so-called cultivation was not obtained by their own efforts at all, but shamelessly stole the essence of other people's lives. In order to get the Ding Furnace, male cultivators searched for healthy girls everywhere, ruined the innocence of many young girls, and improved their cultivation at the cost of the happiness of other people's lives or even their lives. With the improvement of strength, their status in the Taiyin Sect will continue to improve, they are proud of it, and they will be even more crazy to scourge those innocent girls, what conscience, morality, to hell with it!

The female cultivators threw their self-esteem and self-love away without a trace, and they didn't feel enough to describe them as if they were as good as they could, and they no longer had the word shame in their hearts! The biggest difference between them and the women in the Qinglou is that others want money, they want Yuanyang, and they suck men's lives!

However, in this world where more and more people only look at strength and become more and more self-centered, the Taiyin Sect's cultivation method of improving strength quickly and soaring in martial rank has been recognized by many people who are looking for shortcuts, and thus become disciples of the Taiyin Sect.

However, everything has its positive and negative sides, and the strength of the disciples in the Taiyin Sect has improved too quickly, and after reaching a certain height, it will stagnate. Therefore, the proportion of middle-level martial artists is extremely high, but there are very few top masters. Even the top masters are not majoring in the art of replenishment, but they don't tell their disciples about this secret.

Lan Jiayue was able to grow up in such an environment as the Taiyin Sect, and become a leader among the younger generation with her own hard cultivation, which was really commendable. Therefore, she likes to call herself the Snow Wolf, which is a kind of Northland wolf king who lives in the ice and snow all the year round, haunts like a ghost, is arrogant and tenacious, but is destined to be lonely and lonely. Therefore, when Wu Qin was about to give up Lan Jiayue, the old woman nicknamed Black Rose had to confirm with him.

The old woman took the snow wolf away from the Taiyin Sect's residence and into a dark and dirty alley. The alley is very deep, and since there is no sunlight all year round, it is very humid inside, and the walls are covered with a thick layer of moss. In front of a dilapidated courtyard, the old woman stopped, her pupils were pale yellow, she looked back at the snow wolf, a weird smile pulled out of the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Come in with me!"

After speaking, the old woman pushed open the broken wooden door, which should have not been touched for a long time, and made a "creaking" sound, which sounded sour. The door opened, as if opening the door to hell, engulfing the figures of the old woman and the snow wolf.

The wooden door was quickly closed, and through the crack in the door, you could see that the courtyard was ruined, overgrown with weeds, and full of devastation! The houses in the courtyard had collapsed, and the dilapidated wooden tables had fallen from the broken statues of the gods, apparently this was a place that had been abandoned for a long time, what did the old woman bring the snow wolf here?

Ye Heng, who was cultivating, suddenly felt a faint uneasiness, unable to continue, he had already touched the threshold of the advanced martial arts rank, but he had to stop there.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Sanmen Jun had been by Ye Heng's side, seeing that his complexion suddenly changed greatly, he opened his eyes to reveal a look of unease, afraid that he would make a mistake in his practice, and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Ye Heng replied, stood up and held Sanmen Jun's slender hand, and explained, "Just now I suddenly felt a little uneasy in my heart, as if something bad was about to happen, so I couldn't concentrate. ”

"It's good that you're okay!" said Sanmen Jun with a long sigh of relief, "Don't worry too much, or we'll get out of here right away, and don't bring disaster to this quiet little village." "Sanmen Jun knows that the Murong family's pursuit will not stop, is it difficult that they are about to chase here?

Before Ye Heng could reply, the old farmer saw Ye Heng stand up, walked over from a distance, and said, "Young man, you have done us a great favor! I know you have to hurry up, but no matter how anxious you are, you have to eat before leaving!"

Only then did Ye Heng realize that the time had reached noon, and he had spent nearly two hours cultivating this time. The old farmer was the only one left in the farmland, and it seemed that he was deliberately waiting for himself, and he was even more unhappy in his heart.

"Uncle, let's not hide it, our husband and wife are being hunted down, and if we delay in the village, we are afraid that everyone will be affected. We appreciate your kindness, I hope you are not strange!" Ye Heng said sincerely.

The old farmer hesitated for a moment and said, "Otherwise, you wait here, and I'll come when I go." After speaking, without waiting for Ye Heng to reply, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Ye Heng didn't know what the old farmer was going to do, so he waited with Sanmen Jun in the harvested valley. Ye Heng shared his experience this time with Sanmen Jun, Sanmen Jun listened very seriously, this kind of understanding about the realm of martial arts is not easy to obtain, and it is of great help to people who practice martial arts. Don't look at Sanmenjun's real martial arts rank above Ye Heng, but when it comes to comprehension and understanding of the martial arts realm, she is far inferior to Ye Heng. It is no exaggeration to say that Sanmenjun is at most at the level of God and Dao, not that the comprehension of the martial arts realm is high, these are two different concepts.

The higher the martial rank, the deeper the understanding of the martial arts realm, but it is not that the deeper the comprehension of the martial arts realm, the higher the martial rank, and the improvement of the martial rank must have a gradual process. However, judging from the final achievements, the higher the understanding of martial arts, the higher the level of martial arts that one will eventually achieve. This statement is similar to human talent, people with high talent may not be better than ordinary people, but those who are the best must be people with good talent.

Sanmenjun was like a student who humbly sought advice, and firmly remembered every sentence Ye Heng said, and immediately realized what he could understand, and remembered what he couldn't understand first, and turned back and pondered slowly.

It didn't take long for the old farmer to run back with the iron pillar. Tie Zhu's face was only a little red, but the old farmer was out of breath.

"Young man, this is some food prepared for you by the villagers, take it and eat it on the road!" The old farmer asked Tie Zhu to hand a large package to Ye Heng and said, "Don't dislike it, there are no good things, they are all made of grain grown in their own fields, this is a little bit of the villagers' heart, you must accept it!"

Ye Heng didn't refuse, thanked him and took the package.

"Young man, this harvest of grain may not be a big deal for you, but it is really a great deal for us in a village where there are only a few young and strong laborers left! When the peasants have grain, they are not panicked, and when they see that the grain is ripe and cannot be returned to the warehouse, do you say that they are not in a hurry? These days, it is going to rain, and we are worried, you have helped us finish the work for two or three days this morning, and you have helped us save not only the grain, but also the lives of dozens of people in the village!" The old farmer said excitedly.

"Uncle, you don't have to pay too much attention to it!" Ye Heng said, "By the way, uncle, why is there so little labor in your village?"

"Alas, this has to start from the end of last year, I don't know why, the empire suddenly increased the intensity of conscription, and more than half of the young and middle-aged people of appropriate age were forcibly requisitioned at once! Our village has a small population, and as a result, there are only eight young and middle-aged people left in the whole village, even if the old and young women and children go into battle together, this year's farm work will still not be completed!" The old peasant explained the reason with emotion.

"Then do you know why the empire suddenly recruited soldiers?" Ye Heng asked curiously.

"Where can we know this, we don't dare to ask. But the court has an important person, can you not release someone?" said the old farmer helplessly.

"I see. There's a chance since then, me

Our husbands and wives will definitely come to visit again, and it will inevitably bother you for a few days, so you have to receive us!" Ye Heng smiled, "Go back, let's go,"

"Well said, be careful on the road!" replied the old farmer.

"Uncle, if someone really finds the village, once they find you the whereabouts of our husband and wife, you don't have to hide it for us, tell them the truth, and we will leave from the river. Before leaving, Ye Heng told the old farmer, after all, there are obvious traces here to prove that he and Sanmen Jun have been here, if the villagers don't tell the truth, Ye Heng is afraid that they will anger the Murong family and invite death, so let them tell the truth, and it doesn't matter if their whereabouts are exposed.

"But aren't you in danger in that case?" said the old farmer, worried.

"Hahahaha, don't worry, if they really dare to catch up, it's them who are in danger!" Ye Heng laughed heroically, with a momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers. Ye Heng is now full of confidence, even if Murong Shen catches up, Ye Heng has a way to kill him!

"Uncle, don't leave it here!" After speaking, Ye Heng looked at Sanmenjun, and the two jumped across the river and flew towards the outside of the valley.

Seeing the two leave, the old farmer straightened his chest and back, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly, Yue Zhiyuan, which was admirable!

"Master, what do you think?" Tie Zhu's eyes were like torches, and his sturdy body instantly stood like a gun, and he had a kind of arrogant bearing to look at all things, and asked out loud, and the sound of the bell sounded.

"These two are just passing by, don't care. The young man's eyes were clear, his heartbeat was steady, and he didn't panic. Although she has been in the rivers and lakes, she still retains a pure heart, and her future achievements are limitless; that woman is charming but not delicate, beautiful but not arrogant, and has a degree of advance and retreat, and these few points alone are enough to overwhelm the crowd! It is even more rare to be restrained in the divine light, her eyes are sinking like water, don't look at her age, her heart is strong, and she is very comparable!" The old farmer commented.

"So what are we going to do, do we help them?" Iron Pillar asked.

"We've lived in seclusion here for more than 30 years, and we don't have to risk exposing our tracks. According to the young man's words, if someone really hunts them down, tell them the truth. Didn't you notice that these two people are not very old, and their cultivation is not low? If you really want to do it, I guess you are not the opponent of the two of them. The old farmer laughed.

"I felt it, and although the woman was putting more pressure on me, my intuition told me that the lad was more dangerous. Tiezhu replied truthfully.

"Yes, so we're just going to do business as usual. By the way, you go and gather the leather children to come over and let them see the cut grain. Don't look at that young man's martial arts level, but his sword skills have reached the grandmaster level, it will be good for them to see more. In addition, they were warned to carefully observe the footprints left in the ground, which is the most practical footwork with the knife. Give them an hour to study, and when the time comes, wipe out these traces immediately!" the old peasant confessed to the iron pillar, his eyes blazing, radiating the light of wisdom.

Tiezhu promised to leave immediately, leaving the old farmer alone in the field. The old farmer stared at the grain field that Ye Heng had cut, and said to himself: "Qiankun Wuji Knife, I didn't expect that there are still young people who practice this most basic knife technique so persistently;

"Talent, a natural swordsman! Diligent, playing with the knife practice!" The old farmer himself gave the answer and continued, "There are so many talented young people in this world, but how many people are willing to work hard to practice the basics? The so-called genius is nothing but seven points of hard work, two points of talent, and one point of life. If there is fate, the old man is waiting to see you next time!"