After the Báb handed over the scriptures he had obtained from the mountains to the patriarchs, his life gradually became more and more prosperous. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info don't have to worry about making a living every day, and at this time, Babu is holding his cigarette in his mouth, leisurely watching the apocalypse practice hard.

After that night's discussion, the copy of "Burning the Sky" was left to Apocalypse. The other one was taken away by the patriarch and the elders, and considering the body of the Apocalypse, Papa Babu did not allow the Apocalypse to practice the introductory exercises of the other book "Divine Decision".

Climbing the mountain and meditating, and running in sandbags has become a compulsory homework for the apocalypse every day. In the past six months, Apocalypse's body has almost lost weight, but the muscles have become extremely tight, the skin is dark and shining with a bronze luster, and from a distance it looks like it is made of pure gold....... These ordinary moves seemed to have spirit in the hands of the Apocalypse, every jump and turn was extremely flexible, and every force could stimulate a burst of air, but I didn't expect that it would be such a gratifying result not long after practicing this set of methods. Who would have thought that this young man would once commit suicide because of illness.

It is said that many young people in the clan have been very effective in practicing the "Divine Technique". Not to mention the strong physique, even the telekinesis has been trained. Apocalypse's companion Xiaoman is one of them. Even deep in the forest, he can use his telekinesis to control the behavior of wild beasts. It is said that there is a clansman in the clan who can control dozens of breaths of the roaring ox with his own mental power.

This kind of thing is simply an idol-like existence in Xiaoman's eyes. Usually, he and several of Murakami's partners combined can barely control a wild boar. However, people can control the roaring cow alone.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the roaring cow is already an extremely domineering beast. Although the roaring ox is not a carnivore, it has a violent temperament, and ordinary people are afraid that they will faint if they can't withstand its roar, and the real savage collision also comes from it. It is said that his strength is so strong that in a fit of rage it can even smash a slightly thinner rock to pieces, which shows that he is not so easy to deal with.

The young people in the village were led by a cultivation frenzy, and they abandoned the fun of going down to the river to fish and go up the mountain to pick birds. I entered a boring cultivation life, and I was full of energy to make achievements whether it was physical training or qi training.

Even Xiao Yi can control some small animals with telekinesis. From butterflies and ants to rabbits and wild dogs, as long as Xiao Yi sees it, he will never escape the fate of being ravaged. Teasing a wild dog with a rabbit or a grizzly bear with a wild dog is Ed's specialty.

Xiao Yi always controls Dumb to make some strange movements when he is cultivating in the Apocalypse, such as shaking his hands, sticking out his tongue, jumping backwards, and even controlling the dog to make some simple grimaces.

At first, Apocalypse was also startled, thinking that Dumb had rabies. I didn't expect it to be Xiao Yi who made the ghost, and there was nothing to be done about this kind of prank apocalypse.

Heaven inspired to cultivate vigorously.

He was afraid of the monster inside him, and since he woke up last time he knew there really was a monster inside him. Only he knew about this, and he didn't tell Babu's father, Babu was already so old, and he couldn't bear to let the old man run around for himself anymore, since he had this practice of refining the body, why not work hard to cultivate, at least he could strengthen his body.

Apocalypse doesn't know his limit, he only feels that his body is full of strength, and even he feels that he can even kill an adult roaring bull with one punch, this is not blind self-confidence, but self-confidence obtained from long-term practice!

On the small dirt slope in front of the door, the movements of the apocalypse are masculine and mysterious, like some kind of dance. The setting sun shone on the sweaty bodies, the river rippled in the distance, and the low shrubs danced happily in the wind with a gust of wind. A fish leaps up from the surface of the water, and then plunges into the water, like the legendary carp jumping over the dragon gate.

Who knows, since there are immortals in this world, why can't there be carp jumping over the dragon gate, at least carp can also cultivate!

Sunset, the apocalypse is done for the day's homework. After harvesting, I plunged into the creek all at once, and the clear water was so gentle and cool, washing away the filth of the whole day and taking away the fatigue. With this Xiaohe Apocalypse, I feel refreshed and comfortable to rest at night.

The days passed quickly.

Seeing that the coming-of-age ceremony of the clan is about to be held.

This year, there must be a lot of talents in the family, and the lively scene must be more popular than in previous years, so you have to prepare in advance. Good wine, rewards are indispensable.

The more grand the festival, the better and more delicious the wine. Hundreds of jars of fine wine, thirty or forty fine weapons, armor, and so on. The objects can be described as dazzling, and a few young students followed the carriage to talk and laugh, and the passers-by who knew it already knew it. This group of young people is from the Trifurds. Every year, Dabi procurement is so inspiring. People who don't know are also speculating that this can't be the grocery store.

Hundreds of jars of fine wine were thrown into the car by the teenager without much effort, and the action was quick, and there was no collision, much more than the guys in the store.

Among them, there was a young man covered in fine meat, one carrying two altars on his shoulder, and the people watching were stunned.

Originally, I wanted to buy a few more items, but after meeting that person in the weapon shop, Uncle Li hurriedly gathered everyone to hurry back to the village.

No one knows why.

Uncle Li said that this city is not as peaceful as imagined. For example, you don't know where a nobleman's carriage will pop up and go on a rampage, or some down-and-out nobles will run rampant in the streets, or you will encounter some slave traders. They are not honest like the rural people, they are treacherous and cunning, and they do anything for profit.

In fact, there has always been a dirty slave trade on the mainland. Whether it's an orc with infinite strength or a good-looking elf, as long as there is an equivalent exchange, they can get it, from ordinary stalkers and hunters to behind-the-scenes bosses, and even palace nobles are also involved. This chain of transactions has long been entrenched, like a thousand-year-old tree intertwined.

Uncle Li still knows some slave traders in this tidal flat city, with such a group of lively teenagers, he is always worried, he didn't want to take them out, but when he saw the children's eager eyes, he softened, and he was afraid that something would happen when he took them out.

That's why he asked the children to leave in a hurry, so as not to be targeted.

Slaves have no human rights, those beautiful female slaves will become men's playthings, and if they are lucky, they will be pulled by the nobles to be servants, but they still can't change their fate, and the death of one or two slaves is sometimes more common than the death of one or two domestic animals, and some of the male slaves will be pulled to be bitter slaves, and they will be pulled to be cannon fodder during war, or they will enter the Colosseum for gambling, which they call the arena in the name of the arena. The arena is even more of a dark existence, how many fresh lives are buried there, and even the water that flows out of the arena every day has a strong smell of blood.

The galloping horse was a little flustered, and the driver kept beating the horse's back with a leather whip, hoping to reach the destination quickly.