The stone wall is nearly three meters high, with passages made of giant logs, and arrow towers and lookout posts every two hundred meters.

There is a trench under the stone wall, and sharp wooden spears are densely placed inside, so you can imagine what it feels like to fall.

But for some reason, Zhang Yang was a little familiar after seeing such a village style, not from Wang Ergou's memory, but more like some villages he had encountered in that Xianxia True Realm.

"Stop, Wang Er, go over there. ”

A group of village patrols armed with spears and shields guarded Zhang Yang to the second floor of the village entrance, where there was a small urn city.

In the center of the urn city, there is a huge incense burner, and behind the incense burner, there is a statue of a blue-faced fang.

This is the protector of the village, but how to protect it, Wang Ergou does not have it in his memory.

The patrol escorted Zhang Yang here, and there was an old man with skin and bones, who casually grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the incense burner and turned them into a bowl of red water.

"Drink!"

There is no doubt that Zhang Yang has no choice but to pinch his nose and drink this strange bowl of water.

Then, I didn't feel anything, it seemed that I had passed the test.

After a few minutes, the patrolmen breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them, a very strong man, laughed and patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, and the strength was so great that he almost let him fly out.

"That's right, Wang Er, you really escaped from the pursuit of the iron-backed gray-billed goose, but even so, you can't choose a monk apprentice, so it's better to join the patrol early. ”

Zhang Yang pretended to smile awkwardly, but didn't speak, in Wang Ergou's memory, he was so silent on weekdays, and there was only one lame grandfather in the family, so he didn't have to worry about being seen.

When passing through that small urn city, Zhang Yang glanced at the wall, and what he saw was some lines of Dao Law Forbidden Law that needed to be activated by the aura of heaven and earth, it would not be wrong, in this Li Village, there would be at least one immortal cultivator in the foundation building period, and it must be Jindan Dao.

In the urn city, there is the real Li Village, the area is quite large, there are almost thousands of households, houses are connected to houses, courtyards are courtyards after courtyards, high and low are scattered, but there are few trees to see.

Except for one street in the middle, the rest are small alleys where only two people can walk side by side.

Such a scene is really a bit of Li Village's rice expensive.

Zhang Yang walked back slowly according to Wang Ergou's memory, and what he saw was one after another simple small houses, and there were several people crowded into the houses, most of them were old people, children, and women.

At the moment, the weather was just right, and in some spacious places, you could see a group of ragged, scrawny old men huddled there to bask in the sun and catch lice, and even the most angry children were quiet because they were hungry.

When Zhang Yang walked by, the green eyes of a group of people really made him creepy, and he felt that this was even more fierce than the Earth Bound Spirits outside the village.

After a quick walk, bypassing seven or eight labyrinth-like alleys, Zhang Yang came to Wang Ergou's house, where the situation was slightly better, as if Wang Ergou's family was a local household, not a refugee.

Because these are two thatched huts of about 40 square meters, plus a small courtyard of 30 square meters, after seeing those narrow and simple shacks, Zhang Yang almost thought that this was a mansion.

"Brother Ergou, you're back!"

A very surprised, crisp voice startled Zhang Yang, and then he saw a young girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, with some freckles on her face, and also thin, coming out of a thatched hut, and her eyes were so bright.

Well, it seems that this is his daughter-in-law, who fled from another village three months ago, and then became Wang Ergou's wife, on the condition that the whole family will live in another hut.

"Little, little cui. ”

Zhang Yang opened his mouth, and finally took a firewood knife and divided a goose head, which was more or less meat.

"Ahem, ahem!"

In another thatched hut, an old man's violent coughing sounded, Zhang Yang hurriedly took the opportunity to enter the house, the thatched hut was very dim, there was no furniture, not even a clay kang, an old man who was thin like a ghoul panted like a bellows, and his eyes were spirited.

"Grandpa. ”

Zhang Yang said hello, helped the old man up, and began to chop up the remaining goose meat, and he also wanted to cook some porridge, but when he opened the rice bowl, there was only one mouse in it that had been starved into a dried corpse.

"Brother Ergou, the village is going to put porridge, and if you go late, there will be no more. Outside, Cui was shouting.

"Is the situation already so bad?" Zhang Yang had a slight doubt in his heart, judging from the formation prohibition carved on the wall of Li Village, there was at least one immortal cultivator in the foundation building period who practiced the Jindan Dao, with such strength, with a population of almost 10,000 or 20,000 in Li Village, even if he went to cultivate some fields, it would not be like this.

"I'm not going today. ”

Zhang Yang replied that he had a small half of the goose meat in his hand, and it was impossible to get porridge if he went, but if he put the goose meat at home, would the old man be able to watch it? Don't let it hurt your life.

But not only did there be no rice at home, but there was no firewood, and finally I went to my cheap mother-in-law's house to get some, and I vaguely remembered that he still had a cheap brother-in-law, but he was not at home.

I was busy, I burned two bowls of porridge, fed half a bowl to the old man, drank one bowl myself, and sent the remaining half bowl to the cheap mother-in-law, this old woman was also sick, really pitiful, of course, everyone was pitiful.

After tossing, Zhang Yang sat in front of the old man's bed, counting on what amazing things this cheap grandfather could say, such as a good grandson, and our family still has an ancestral jade pendant and the like.

But the old man really didn't have the strength to speak, just gasped for breath, looked at Zhang Yang, and his eyes were full of pity.

Zhang Yang couldn't resist several times and wanted to use up the unit of ordinary-level aura obtained by killing the Earth Binding Spirit to the old man, but then he still held back.

He had to survive first, and he had to figure out what was going on, why did a world of immortal cultivation become so miserable?

It stands to reason that as long as the aura is not exhausted and enters the era of the end of the law, immortal cultivators should always be invincible.

Soon, the old man fell asleep, and Zhang Yang sat down in the corner of the room lightly, and after some preparations, he began to try to practice the exercises.

He has no shortage of basic exercises, but Wang Ergou's body is so poor that he feels that the meridians of his whole body are distorted, and the potential of his body is like a balloon with hundreds of holes pierced, and he can't blow it up.

In addition, if calculated from Shouyuan, Wang Ergou's body can live for 30 years at most.

"It seems that the human DNA of this world has been cracked by someone, and then deliberately distorted, or it is like being contaminated by nuclear weapons, so that immortal cultivators don't want to progress, and mortals' bodies can't get better. ”

"Therefore, if I want to live, my primary purpose is not to practice, but to repair this distorted and distorted body. ”

Zhang Yang no longer hesitated, let go of the soul isolation slightly, expanded the inner vision in the shortest time, and re-isolated the soul after a second, just like this, the body couldn't bear it, and the blood came out of the nostrils without money.

Zhang Yang didn't care about this at this time, but thought about it quickly.

"Sword cultivation has nine heavenly veins sword pills, and Jindan Dao has the saying of seven mansions and thirteen scriptures, because Jindan Dao cultivators cultivate immortal longevity, so they compare the body to a ladder to the sky, not only can not be easily destroyed, but also need to be carefully cared for, and it is indispensable. ”

"From this point of view, Wang Ergou's body may have a chance of cultivating the sword and cultivating the sword, but if he cultivates the Jindan Dao, he doesn't even have a chance of one in a hundred million. ”

"But it's good that I have my own plug-in, and if I fix it, maybe I have some chances, no, I have to get enough of them. ”

"Then, considering my current situation, the Seven Mansions are difficult to repair, so we can retreat to the next best thing, starting with the restoration of the Thirteen Scriptures. ”

The so-called Thirteen Sutras refer to the acupuncture points of various parts of the human body, which are familiar even to many ordinary samurai healers, of course, only the first 12 Sutras.

Jindan Dao practitioners use the knots of each part of the thirteen sutras to accumulate and operate the aura of heaven and earth, and finally build the foundation of Jindan.

Zhang Yang also understands this, after all, he has come back from the dead several times, and the Soul Vein Sword Pill and Spirit Vein Sword Pill in the Nine Heavenly Veins of Sword Cultivation are very similar to Jindan Dao.

Zhang Yang carefully calculated for a while, and then determined the repair target, one of the three Yin meridians of the hand, the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, the reason why this is so is that he found that Wang Ergou has a slight asthma, but there are no pollutants in this world, the air is obviously very fresh, and the aura of heaven and earth is not too scarce.

Especially the most important thing is that after he ingested the three suspected spirit fruits during the day today, the trace of heat that represented the spiritual energy dispersed the fastest when it passed through the heart and lungs.

All the way back to Li Village before, those refugees, men, women and children, seemed to have mild or severe coughs.

Therefore, it is very important to take the lead in repairing the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, at least so that he will not lose his combat effectiveness due to poor breathing in battle.

As for how to repair it, of course, it is to use the aura of heaven and earth.

Zhang Yang took out the beads obtained from killing the Earth Binding Spirit today, and pierced three sewing needles borrowed from Xiao Cui into several key points, and then pinched the beads and swallowed all the ordinary level heaven and earth spiritual energy.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also let go of his soul control, and tried his best to suppress these spiritual qi to gather on the three key points, and in just three seconds, he was like being struck by lightning, and he vomited out three mouthfuls of black blood in a row, and passed out because of brain failure.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang woke up slowly, and first felt that his head was wooden, as if it had become an elm pimple, which was normal, his soul was unlocked too many times, and it didn't hurt to rest for a few days.

The second thing that makes him very concerned is the repair of the hand Taiyin and lung meridians, the effect is naturally very good, no need to look inside, just the refreshing feeling brought by gentle breathing, as if a mountain has been removed.

"It's done!"

There are a total of 22 acupoints in the Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra, but the most seriously distorted are those three acupoints, which are repaired at this time, and it is really no less than a complete recovery of tuberculosis ghosts.

However, this is still far from being able to practice the exercises, so Zhang Yang is not in a hurry, and he cleans up and falls asleep.