But there is one thing that Dian Wei doesn't understand.

After the young man in white killed the middle-aged man who stole the secret book, since everyone was killed, why didn't he search for the secret book on the spot and destroy the secret book on the spot, but left for a while and then turned back?

What the!

If the young man in white destroyed the secret book on the spot, Song Jincheng would naturally not have a chance to see the secret secret, and he would not be concerned about touching the corpse, so naturally this tragedy would not have happened.

"You guys come here......"

Old man Zheng beckoned people and commanded several escort workers to dig three pits in the artemisia grass on the side of the road.

Bury Song Jincheng and another nameless male corpse, and the horse that Dian Wei sat on.

Horse meat, in fact, is also eaten by people.

But for these escort workers, they don't know how to eat horses, horses are coolies, horses can know the way, horses are their silent partners, accompanying them in the wind and rain, this emotional bond is too deep, even beyond people and pet dogs.

Song Jincheng has a family, all of which are in Cangtong Town.

Everyone took off all the relics on Song Jincheng's body, made them into a bag, and returned them to his family after taking them back.

But his corpse is obviously impossible to bring back, and there is no condition to bring it back, it is estimated that it will rot halfway, so he can only be hastily buried on the spot, and simply build a monument with a wooden plank.

Everyone knows this.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed.

It is common for people who walk in the rivers and lakes to die in other places, and the corpses are generally buried on the spot, and at most they will set up a clothed mound after returning to their hometowns.

The long knife in good condition, Dian Wei took it himself.

"The knife is good, but it's a pity that it's too light."

Dian Wei played twice, and found that this long knife weighed only about ten catties, which was obviously not suitable for his use, so keep it for others or sell it.

As for the eight thousand taels of silver tickets, the young man in white did not take them away, and he seemed to look down on them.

Old man Zheng thought about it, gave Dian Wei 2,000, took 2,000 for himself, and prepared the remaining 4,000 taels for Song Jincheng's family.

"Alas, people die for money, birds die for food, if Lao Song is not greedy, there will be no such thing."

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and the old man Zheng felt it in his heart, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

That being said, the truth is also true.

But if Song Jincheng didn't touch the corpse just now, I'm afraid Dian Wei and Old Man Zheng would also touch the corpse.

"Xiao Wei, you ride Lao Song's horse, let's hurry up. The ones in the back are all keeping up! ”

Old man Zheng was in a little depressed mood and waved his hand to urge everyone.

The escort line began to march.

However, the crowd walked less than four miles, and had to stop, and there were people on the road who stood up corpses, or three, and the death was quite miserable, either the waist was broken, or the head was moved.

The blood has not dried up, and the person must have just died.

But this time!

Old man Zheng learned his lesson, did not dismount, and directly ordered a few escorts to move the body to the side of the road, but other than that, nothing else moved, and then continued to move forward.

I walked about five miles.

The escort queue stopped again!

There was no way, on the road and in the grass beside the road, corpses were lying in pools of blood.

"So many people died......

Old man Zheng swept his eyes, counted them, and gathered a total of twenty-eight corpses, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

Dian Wei also swept his eyes, suddenly!

His gaze fell on a corpse.

On the chest of the deceased, there was a bright and beautiful peach blossom, and the flower bloomed in the wind.

See this scene.

Dian Wei suddenly realized.

It seems that there is more than one person who stole the secrets of the Shangyang family, and the young man in white is chasing them.

After the young man in white killed the middle-aged man, he immediately went to hunt down the others, and after solving them, he turned back to deal with the secrets.

But unfortunately, in that moment, Song Jincheng, who touched the corpse, discovered the secret and opened it to take a look, so he also suffered this disaster. ”

This is unlucky!

Song Jincheng's death is so unjust! What is the difference of a thought, isn't it?!

Dian Wei thought for a moment and asked Old Man Zheng: "That white-clothed master, is it the Bone Forging Realm?" ”

Old man Zheng was slightly silent: "It shouldn't be, that young man should be a disciple of the Shangyang family, cultivating to a high-level 'floating slaughter'!" ”

Dian Wei raised his eyebrows: "Futu? ”

Old man Zheng: "After the martial artist breaks through the Yi Jin Realm and the blood strength is further sublimated, the next practice is not only to strengthen the blood, but also to strengthen the fascia. ”

Old man Zheng lifted his sleeves and touched the midline of his arm, revealing three spiral lines, shaped like a pagoda.

"This fascia, like the string of a bow, bursts out with a powerful 'tendon'!"

Old man Zheng nodded a little spiral.

"After the fascia is strengthened for the first time, spiral lines will form on the surface of the body. The appearance of this spiral pattern also represents the completion of a strengthening by the warrior. In the stage of the Yi Muscle Realm, the fascia can be strengthened a total of nine times, so a maximum of nine spiral patterns will appear, combined together, like a nine-story pagoda. ”

"Because of this, we have divided the Yijin Realm into nine levels, commonly known as the 'Nine Levels Floating Slaughter'!"

Dian Wei's eyes lit up: "Then Zheng Lao, you are a third-level floating slaughter." ”

Old man Zheng bowed his head and sighed: "Yes, my cultivation is at the lower third level, and that Shangyang family disciple should be at the upper third level." Therefore, from the moment he decided to kill Lao Song, Lao Song categorically had no possibility of escaping, and he would definitely die. ”

Only then did Dian Wei understand how big the difference in strength between the two was, and the young man in white completely crushed Song Jincheng just in the realm.

As he spoke, several escorts removed the body and cleared the way.

The escort dragon clicked away.

However, corpses are encountered intermittently on the road at intervals of distance.

Dian Wei couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that these people all died because of that "Shangyang Qiankun Gong"? ”

Old man Zheng: "Shangyang Qiankun Gong" is the mastery of the Shangyang family, and there are two major reasons why the Shangyang family can dominate one side. First, the Shangyang family has a 'bloodline', and the second is the powerful "Shangyang Qiankun Gong". ”

Dian Wei's heart moved, "Bloodline doesn't mean?" ”

Old man Zheng sighed: "The martial artist integrates the essence and blood of the alien beast into the body to strengthen himself, and if he continues to strengthen it in this way, when he reaches the highest realm, the bloodline in his body is stable, and it is possible to pass it on to the second generation, the third generation, and even ten thousand generations."

The offspring warriors born of the strong are born with foreign blood, and can grow and become stronger at an astonishing rate, and the risk of losing control is extremely low.

This kind of person, we call it a 'bloodline warrior', and his family is a 'family'! ”

Dian Wei gasped: "Bloodline martial artists are blessed, isn't that everyone like a dragon!" ”

Old man Zheng: "But it's not, as long as the children of the family have blood, practice ancestral exercises, and practice quickly, they are simply riding the wind and waves, it may be several times ours, dozens of times, or even a hundred times a thousand times!" ”

Dian Wei came to his senses, no wonder the masters of this world are families, the Shangyang family, the Helian family, and other families, all of them are bloodline warriors!

He couldn't help asking, "Do we have any hope of establishing a bloodline family?" ”

Old man Zheng: "It stands to reason that everyone has a chance. However, this kind of thing also varies from person to person, and not all strong people have the opportunity.

The bodies of many strong people, after being strengthened again and again, have long changed greatly, and they can no longer give birth to heirs.

Only some strong people have such a chance, not only to become stronger, but also to have children.

Some people speculate that the reason why these strong people can succeed may be because their bodies are highly matched with the exercises they are cultivating.

The Shangyang family's mastery "Shangyang Qiankun Gong" belongs to such a typical example. ”