Scholars who have studied 'superpower' in modern human beings have divided the transcendent into two categories through research, and have continued to use the ancient name to refer to the transcendent who is strengthened by the body as 'samurai' and the transcendent who is strengthened by the divine soul as 'monk'.

In addition, they also refer to the perception of supernatural powers by other intelligent beings, and divide supernatural powers into 20 levels and 4 levels.

The first 9 levels of transcendence are the 'regular' rank;

Transcendents from level 10 to 15 are the 'Legendary' rank;

After level 16, it is the 'mythical' level, which means that it has entered the level of the ancient acquired gods;

Transcendents above level 20 are known as 'great powers', and because they have exceeded the limits of their power that humans can understand, they cannot be further subdivided.

Not to mention power, even if the transcendents of the mythical or legendary rank are very rare, 99.99% of the ordinary people face are transcendents of the regular rank.

Therefore, in order to distinguish the strength and weakness more conveniently, the scholars of transcendental studies have listed the conventional transcendents according to the span of strength, and listed them separately as 3 grades:

The 1st and 2nd level samurai are called 'enemy hundreds', and the monks are called 'psychic';

Levels 3, 4, 5, and 6 are called 'reaching thousands', and monks are called 'Zhixuan';

Rank 7, 8, and 9 samurai are called 'Pojun', and monks are called 'Gozhen'.

The above knowledge is what Zhang Jiao learned in the 'general education class' of junior high school.

But after watching the cultivation video of 'Military Force', he found that the military's name for the transcendent level is completely different from that of the people, and it is named according to the evolution process of the most widely used high-end weapons in the army from ancient times to the present:

Level 1 transcendent is called 'Stone Axe', level 2 is called 'Bronze Halberd', level 3 is called 'Iron Sword', levels 4 to 9 are, in order, steel knives, muskets, cannons, chariots, mechas, motherships, and level 10 is called 'Nuclear Weapons', which happens to enter the legend.

The practice method of military martial arts is also relatively unique, there are not only methods for cultivating qi and blood, but also exercises for cultivating the soul, which can be selected separately or go hand in hand.

Among them, the operation of the exercises for cultivating qi and blood is extremely clear, it is completely a simple physical attack, and the cultivation intensity is extremely high, and many links must rely on thousands of hard practices to form 'muscle memory' to master.

And the law of refining the divine soul is purely with the help of a weapon called 'Waidan', which casts a pure spell attack, which is varied and dazzling.

Zhang Jiao watched the video all night without blinking his eyes, and memorized the key points of the two exercises in his heart one by one.

In the next few days, he did nothing in the mourning hall, except for eating and taking a short nap, which was to review the cultivation method of 'military martial arts'.

I decided to imprint every link in my mind, deleted the encrypted files, took out the hard drive of the laptop, smashed it with a stone, and threw it into the sewer while I was shopping.

After returning to the mourning hall to lean against the wall and take a nap for a while, Zhang Jiao finally burned some paper money and ingots, burned all the remaining incense and candles, and wrapped Zhang Xiandao out of the coffin with a brocade quilt.

With great difficulty, the body was sent to the incineration room.

The stoker who was in charge of the cremation were two stout middle-aged men, and the two were chatting when Zhang Jiao entered the room.

I heard the richer stoker frown and said, "Hey, do you know, Zhao Niang, who fell on a bicycle a few days ago in our hall, woke up."

However, it is said that she hurt her brain, and she became confused, and she couldn't even count to 10, and she said that someone harmed her and knocked her down.

But I didn't report the case at the time, and now I report it again, and the police say that there is no 'scene', and the reporter is also delirious, so he won't accept it at all.

Hmph, what a retribution, retribution in this world. ”

"Don't say that," the thin stoker said with some sympathy, "we are all colleagues."

Sister Zhao is just a bad mouth, but she is still a good person. ”

The fat stoker said disdainfully: "You are a good person."

What kind of virtue is Zhao Niang, who in our hall doesn't know, as long as she can manage it, flies fly in front of her, and she has to break her legs.

In charge of the hygiene of several public welfare mourning halls, he treated the mourners as fat pork and fried them to death.

Let's just say that last year, the little girl's parents died, and she mourned her father, and she still insisted on stirring up.

After the mourning, the little girl couldn't think about it, so she jumped directly into the South River, which was not enough to lose her conscience. ”

The thin stoker said unconvinced: "Sister Zhao didn't expect that the matter would be so serious."

Later, when the little girl was mourned, she went to take a gift.

In fact, the main reason is that the psychological tolerance of young people is too poor..."

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Zhang Jiao put Zhang Xiandao's body on the stretcher cart at the door and silently exited the incineration room.

Outside, the winter sun is bleak and the wind is biting.

After waiting for a while, someone in the house shouted loudly: "Zhang Xiandao, where are Zhang Xiandao's family members, come and get the ashes." ”

Zhang Jiao wiped his nose and hurriedly entered the house, the thin stoker glanced at him, pointed to a jar of coarse porcelain ashes on the wooden table and said, "What are you doing on a cold day, your grandfather can't stay in the house because of the fire."

The ashes are here, you are a public welfare household, the ashes altar is issued by the state, if you want to change it, you can buy it yourself, is there a need?"

Zhang Jiao shook his head and said, "No, no, it's good for me to look at this columbarium." He stepped forward and hugged the columbarium altar and thanked him, "Trouble the two masters." He turned around and was about to leave.

Before going out, he suddenly looked back at the thin stoker and said, "Master, I didn't stay when I went out just now, but I was afraid that there would be thunder in winter, so I would take me with me when I split you." Then he walked away.

This is actually Zhang Jiao's real character, and there is an uninhibited playful factor hidden in the deep disguise.

The thin stoker was stunned for a long time before he pondered the meaning of Zhang Jiao's words, and stomped his feet angrily and scolded.

The fat stoker on the side leaned back with a smile, pointed to his colleagues and applauded, and said, "Hahahaha... Lao Yang, Lao Yang, let you always pretend to be a good person, talk a little soup, and pretend to be struck by lightning.

This kid is kind of funny, kind of funny. ”......

The staircase that extends down the Jingshan County Railway Station is long, and although the ground is clean, there is still a faint stench in the air.

The reason for this is that, for the sake of safety, Lu Yangguo's train tracks were built 55 meters underground.

Each station and the underground tunnel opened to traffic are all isolated by a ceramic alloy mixture containing a high-voltage protective power grid, which is inevitably difficult to ventilate.

As the sun set, after dealing with the funeral, Zhang Jiao, who planned to go to the big city, bought a train ticket with all his savings and staggered into the underground station.

After relying on the dim light on the ceiling of the station to find the gate of the train he was taking, he casually found an empty seat and sat down, and fell asleep groggyly.

After a few days of almost sleepless exertion, Zhang Jiao's energy was exhausted, coupled with the rain and wind, the wind and cold entered the body, and this relaxation caused the body to launch a high fever.

The position to the left of the corner is an empty seat.

On the right seat sat a burly, tall, muscular man a few years older than him, with a dark complexion.

looks full of masculinity, but her speech and demeanor are very sissy, and she is pinching her orchid finger and talking nonsense to her travelers: "This Jingshan is really the right one."

It's a small county, but there are a lot of cultural relics and historic sites, how about we come again next year?"

was talking about the excitement, he inadvertently turned his head and saw Zhang Jiao's face like a spicy crayfish after entering the pot, he was startled, turned around and patted Zhang Jiao's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, man, are you cooking, it's okay."

Hey, hey, hey, and still conscious,"

Seeing that he couldn't scream, the muscular man tentatively poked Zhang Jiao's face with his fingers again, "I'm checking the meter, open your eyes, open your eyes." ”