Chapter 22: Iron-Blooded High Pressure

The matter of the alliance between the Medicine Pavilion and the herdsmen seemed to have a deep relationship, but under the crusting of the two of them, it was quickly completed.

The whole process, simple and outrageous.

The two of them just clapped their hands at random!

What about the vows that were promised?

What about the good contract?

What about a good testimony?

Nothing!

The faces of the onlookers were extremely strange.

Everyone thought that they would be able to witness a rare ceremony, but no one expected that it would be like this!

This is the alliance of two behemoths in Mountain Fish City, which is enough to break the balance of hundreds of years, and even change the direction of the entire Mountain Fish City, is it so simple?

"Old man, it's time for you to fulfill your obligations!"

"First bring me a thousand marrow cleansing pills, then a thousand bone refining pills, and a thousand spirit elixirs"

"The grade should not be too high, the second-grade will do!"

The easy opening of the mouth of the pastoral world is a bomb.

Washing the marrow pill, the second grade elixir.

Its grade is not high, but the effect is very obvious, it can be used to baptize the flesh and blood, and purify the impurities in the body.

Bone refining pill, second-grade spirit pill.

It can be used to nourish blood and qi, temper and polish bone marrow.

Turning elixir, second-grade elixir.

It can be used to conceive spirituality and increase sensitivity to aura.

For cultivators who had just stepped into the Foundation Laying Realm, this was the only elixir that could be used.

Of course, their prices are generally not high.

However, I can't stand a large amount!

1,000 marrow cleansing pills are 20,000 second-grade spirit stones, 1,000 bone refining pills are 30,000 second-grade spirit stones, and the spirit pill is slightly more expensive, 50,000 second-grade spirit stones!

Calculate a little, a total of 100,000 second-grade spirit stones!

My God, just these spirit stones are piled up, and they are enough to fill the entire hall!

100,000, that's a whole 100,000 spirit stones!

To be able to stand in this hall, these people are obviously the stewards of various industries of the herdsmen, and some of them are even hundreds of years old, which can be said to be well-informed! However, in the face of such an order, no one can keep their composure!

If it weren't for the fact that the pastoral world had just shown great strength, if it weren't for the 'unequal treaty' that had just been signed with the Medicine Pavilion!

They definitely pointed at the nose of the pastoral world and scolded him for being a loser!

There is no such loser!

In comparison, those gentlemen and disciples in Shanyu City are simply good citizens!

"Oh. I'll bring it to you in a moment."

Feng Ling was obviously still immersed in the alliance just now, and he didn't know if he was frightened by the so-called obligations of the pastoral world or what, he looked like he was in a trance. With a slight wave of his hand, he swayed and turned away.

"Pastoral Realm"

It was only at this point that the pastoral force came to his senses.

Although he is the real ruler of the herdsmen, he did not play a role in the scene just now.

It's like an ornament!

However, when he came back to his senses, there was no trace of dissatisfaction in his heart.

After all, he is old, and he has long lost the vigor and ambition he once had. His biggest dream is to be able to make the herdsman's inheritance continue, worthy of his ancestors.

However, in the pastoral world in front of him, he is different!

He's still young!

He has an immeasurable future!

Looking at his performance just now, he easily smashed a cultivator of the Condensation Realm to death, but it was like stepping on a rat to death, without the slightest joy and pride. This is a clear proof that he has a strong sense of self-confidence!

And standing opposite to the main Fengling of the Medicine Pavilion, not only did he not have the slightest stage fright, but also grasped all the initiative in his hands, and even prompted the two families to form an alliance and sign a series of 'unequal treaties'!

That's right, unequal treaties!

In the eyes of the whole herdsman, it is an unequal treaty!

The herdsmen don't even have to pay anything, and they get a powerful ally!

What is it?

That's ability!

In the eyes of Muli, the pastoral world is simply the embodiment of perfection.

He's strong, he's confident.

He has ambition, and in the same way, he has the ability to do so!

Muli firmly believes that the herdsmen will rise!

Unstoppable rise!

"Patriarch, how many people are there in the younger generation of my herdsmen?"

Seeing the frenzy in Mu Li's eyes, Mu Jie coughed lightly and asked.

"There are 100 direct disciples under the age of 20, and there are more side disciples, about 1,000 or so!"

Mu Li thought for a moment and replied.

"I have a suggestion!"

Frowning slightly, the pastoral world looked directly at the patriarch.

"I know that from today onwards, there is no direct or collateral distinction between herdsmen!"

"Everything depends only on ability!"

Mu Li is worthy of being the patriarch, just seeing the frowning of the pastoral world, he understood his thoughts.

In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time in his heart. It's just that, although he is the patriarch, this family, after all, is not his alone! There are some things, he still needs to consider the interests and ideas of other people.

However, this is no longer the case.

The pastoralists are facing great difficulties and are in dire need of change.

At this time, no one dares to mess around!

"The world after tomorrow is the world of young people. If our herding clan doesn't want to continue to survive, we also need a group of excellent young people!"

"Patriarch, the pastoral world is brave and wants a power. ”

The pastoral world looked serious.

"You say!"

"As long as my herdsman can rise, even if you want the position of patriarch, I won't say anything!"

Mu Li nodded vigorously.

"In order to be able to improve the overall strength of my herdsman, I have decided to teach them my cultivation methods!"

"At the same time, I need everyone, all to follow my orders and commands!"

The pastoral world opened his mouth lightly!

Rumble!

Everyone looked up in disbelief.

Is this, is this true?

Pastoral circles, how old is this, sixteen, or seventeen?

At such an age, how powerful is he when he kills a cultivator of the Eight Heavens of the Condensation Realm with three punches?

Undoubtedly, an absolutely powerful mess!

And the cultivation method that such a person has?!

Damn, that's an absolutely violent!

"No problem, no problem!"

"I'm going to gather everyone, as long as it's under twenty, even if it's at the ends of the earth, you have to give me back!"

"That's right, call them all back!"

A group of people suddenly went crazy, and without waiting for the patriarch to speak, they quickly rushed out of the main hall and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Jie'er, I've really grown up."

In the main hall, Uncle Hei looked at the upright back of the pastoral world, and his face showed a rare touch of tenderness.

"Yes, I've grown up, my son has grown up."

Beside him, the mountain-like sturdy body of Makinaki Mountain trembled silently, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The whole time, he didn't make any movements, nor did he speak.

He just looked at his son like that, and did everything in an orderly manner.

"Once upon a time, Jie'er was bullied and always came to me crying"

"Once upon a time, Jie'er always called his mother's name in his sleep"

"But today"

Makinakiyama sniffed, as if something was shattering in his heart.

When the son grows up, as a father, he has to do something!

Herdsman, martial arts field.

It was just one day, and all the pastoral disciples arrived.

They stood in the clearing, silent.

A pair of eyes looked curiously at the thin and indifferent figure on the stage.

The Legendary Pastoral World!

A teenager who has been carrying the label of 'waste' for more than ten years!

is such a teenager, like a phoenix, reborn from the fire.

I heard that he defeated, no, killed a powerhouse of the Eight Heavens of the Condensation Realm, but only used three punches!

This contest, to be precise, should be a one-sided massacre, but it spread among the children of the herdsmen overnight.

Almost everyone knows that the current pastoral world is not only not a waste, but also an unfathomable existence!

"Those who disobey orders will be punished!"

"Stealing and playing tricks, punishment!"

"Those who fish in troubled waters, punished!"

"Those who escape, slash!"

"Leak secrets, slash!"

"Whoever betrays the family, behead!"

A cold voice slowly came out of the mouth of the pastoral world.

Three penalties and three slashes, leaving no emotion, like an iceberg that will not melt for thousands of years, instantly enveloping everyone.

The abundant murderous aura is piercing the soul.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, only to feel a breath of death rising from the soles of their feet, seeping straight into their souls!

This guy definitely does what he says!

"Today's cultivation is very simple, Liuli Tianbo, three thousand times!"

On the high platform, as soon as the words of the pastoral world came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Damn, three thousand times? How is that possible!

The glazed Tianbo is not a profound dharma, it is ranked second-grade, and it is the basic dharma used by cultivators to forge the body.

The cultivators of the Foundation Realm were still unable to absorb the aura, and there were almost no ways to attack other than their blood and strength. And in the glazed skywave, there happens to be such an attack technique.

Drum up the blood all over the body, attract the power of pure flesh and blood, and send out a fist.

This move is not very powerful, but it is extremely physically demanding. Even if it is a cultivator of the Nine Heavens of the Foundation Realm, he can only deliver ten blows!

Three thousand times?

Isn't that a joke?

"As long as I'm still in the herding for a day, what I just said will still be valid!"

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

The pastoral world had no extra words, and directly ordered everyone to start.

The young men frowned, helplessly complying. Before they came back, they were ordered that the pastoral community had absolute leadership power, and they could decide everything without notifying the patriarch!

In other words, if he is not satisfied, he can really cut everyone down!

However, although he chose to obey in performance, no one was convinced.

They think simply, when the time comes, everyone won't be able to play, and it's up to you what you do.

Mu Jie looked down at everyone, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked an arc, cold as a knife.

Suddenly, his eyes were slight, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Someone is fishing in troubled waters!

"Whew!"

The soles of his feet touched the ground, and his whole body disappeared in an instant like a gust of wind.

Reappeared, eyes facing each other.

Without waiting for the disciple to argue, the pastoral world grabbed him and smashed him into the solid bluestone bricks as if he was worried about a little chicken.

"I was lazy at the beginning and didn't want to live anymore!"

With a crisp cracking sound of masonry, the disciple didn't even wail, and fainted directly.

As if no one was beside the pastoral realm, he picked it up again, with a cold face.

His strength was so well controlled that it seemed like it was powerful, but it could only make the other party unconscious from the pain. Otherwise, with the divine power of his arms, it was enough to directly blast it into a blood mist.

"Wake him up and go on!"

The cold and ruthless words of the pastoral world made everyone tremble.

This guy is really here!

They no longer dared to be lazy and immediately became serious.

It's just that the 3,000 missions, they still feel that it is completely impossible.

But, whether or not the mission is completed, at least no one wants to endure that fatal blow!

Look at that crumbled bluestone, it's already powder!

It's horrible!

What kind of experience the pastoral world has, just a glance, you can know the thoughts of these people below.

It's just that he didn't break it, and when he saw that no one dared to be lazy anymore, he also began to cultivate.

The same glass skywave, three thousand times.

He wants to use practical actions to tell these rookies that in this world, there is only the unthinkable, and there is nothing that cannot be done!

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