"Senior brother, you teach me well, maybe I can draw inferences from one case and guide you to progress again!"

Ji Longjun smiled and patted Badai Ancestor's shoulder, very kind, like a good senior brother who can be relied on.

"Okay, Lao Tzu believes you once. Longjun, you listen well. ”

Badai Ancestor's expression suddenly became serious, he glared at the people around him, several slaves were so frightened that they hurriedly dodged, and no one dared to push the same cart as Badai Ancestor.

"The so-called 'sound beating' is just one aspect of the use of the spiritual power of the 'Demon Dao'. In the past few days, you have made rapid progress, and you can vaguely condense a trace of spiritual power into your internal force, but you are still far from the realm of 'Swinging God'. ”

"'Wandering God' refers to using the first five senses to release spiritual power, causing short-term shock and damage to the enemy's divine consciousness. For example, my move 'Roar of the Dragon' is to integrate spiritual power into the roar. If it is simply full of internal strength, the roar will cause the eardrums to bulge and the breath to be unstable at most. But if you can condense the spiritual power of the 'Demon Dao', hehe, at worst, it will directly shatter people's divine consciousness and become an idiot. ”

Ji Longjun whispered: "Senior brother, what are the first five senses? Can't you just rely on the roar to release your spiritual power?"

"The first five senses refer to 'sight, sound, fragrance, taste, and touch', and the first five senses can hurt people if they are cultivated well. However, there are difficulties and difficulties in this, and the easiest thing is to rely on sound, eyes, and blows to release the power of the 'Demon Dao'. ”

Ji Longjun was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Eyes can also release mental power......?

Badai Ancestor looked at Ji Longjun and lowered his head in contemplation, and continued:

"I didn't expect you kid to be so good at cultivating 'spiritual power', since you can understand it, I will completely teach you the 'roar of the mad dragon'." ”

Ji Longjun hurriedly said: "Okay, good! Senior brother, tell me quickly, how to integrate the condensed spiritual power into the internal force, and how to release it?"

Badai Old Ancestor said: "This also involves penetration and damage, don't worry, I'll teach you the most basic condensation method of the 'Demon Dao' first." ”

"Longjun, you sit in the car. ”

Ji Longjun sat honestly at the back of the carriage, and the Eight Ancestors pretended to be carts, but in fact they gave instructions softly.

"Tongue to palate, listen to the sound of the universe. ”

As soon as Ji Longjun closed his eyes, he couldn't help but open them again: "Senior brother, the sound of the universe, what is the sound of the universe, where can I go to listen to the sound of the universe?"

Badai Lao Zu said: "Look at your anxious monkey appearance, do you think it's so easy to cultivate? Lao Tzu told you: Generous and unlimited, big tools are avoided, big sounds are sound, and elephants are invisible." The mystery of the power of the 'Devil's Way' lies in these sixteen words. You just listen to my instructions, put your tongue to the roof of your mouth, and meditate on the sound of the universe carefully! When you can hear a hint of it, I can teach you how to grasp the power of the 'Demon Dao', followed by condensation and fusion, and so on. ”

"Good...... Well, this thing is too mysterious......"

It's a pity that it's daytime, surrounded by the shrill sound of wheels turning, the whispered chattering of slaves, and the sound of "hissing" snakes resounding from far and near.

"Well, let's talk about it in the dead of night. ”

Ji Longjun shook his head and gave up his cultivation, and got out of the carriage to help the Eight Dai Ancestors push the cart together.

Towards evening, the horses rushed to the depths of the valley, where there was a rule

The city-state of Little Dragon is quite large.

The swordsmen led the horse team into the city and arranged accommodation at the inn.

The slaves and the warriors of Tigerskin were painted blood-red to distinguish them from the slaves of other slave owners. It was impossible for slaves to stay in inns, but they did not sleep on the streets either.

In the backyard and underground of each inn there were huge warehouses in which the slaves rested at night with hay and firewood.

It was already completely dark outside, and the underground warehouse was bustling with hundreds of slaves from different city-states and slave owners.

It was the first time that Ji Longjun had seen so many slaves, and the night life of the slaves was not as boring as he imagined.

There are groups of people who gather together to brag and fart, there are those who steal half a bottle of wine and take turns to taste it, and there are those who fight with their hands if they don't agree with each other, but more often there are a large group of people huddled together to gamble money.

Although everything that a slave has belongs to the slave owner, this does not mean that the slave does not need money and cannot have money.

The slaves were rewarded for their good work, and they could use the money to buy some meat to satisfy their hunger, or they could go to the lowliest roadside houses to find old and ugly women to be released.

Of course, they are more than willing to gamble with this money, because the ultimate attraction of money to them is to redeem themselves and be free!

"The big press wins! The more the pressure wins, the more you win! Come on, come on!"

"Fifty Wen Da! Lao Tzu presses fifty Wen Da!"

"Double heaven kills two lands, the dealer takes all!

The loud noise was deafening, and the warehouse was full of gambling games, and the Eight Dai Ancestor was so annoyed that he simply slipped out and didn't know what to do.

There was no one to manage it here, and the warriors of Tigerskin City gathered together again. They all had sad faces, and they couldn't accept the reality of their slave status.

Ji Longjun glanced at Yang Huanhuan and said secretly: "Tonight is a good opportunity, why don't I show my hand and win some money, so that the little girl will be more excited." ”

Thinking of this, Ji Longjun squeezed into the gambling game and carefully observed the gambling rules.

There are many ways to play gambling, and the simplest is to bet on the size of the bet.

Three dice are thrown into the broken bowl, and the points add up, ten points and below are small, eleven points and above are large, and the three points are the same as the leopard, and the dealer takes it all.

Ji Longjun looked at it for a while and felt that there was no technical content, and he got into other gambling games.

A more advanced way to play is to bet on Pai Gow.

This Ji Longjun was often seen when he was a child, and his father and second uncle and third uncle would sometimes push a few handfuls. There are a total of 32 pai gow, each person is dealt four cards, and the two pairs are combined into pairs of cards to compare the size of each with the dealer.

Ji Longjun nodded: "It's more in line with my strength to push Pai Gow." ”

Ji Longjun took out a piece of broken silver from his waist, thought about it and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Just kidding, here are all poor slaves, and any piece of silver is a huge amount of money, and I am afraid that it will cause a sensation immediately.

"Grandma's, I didn't expect that more money is also a kind of mistake, and it would be good to have a few copper coins at this time. ”

Ji Longjun shook his head and sighed, and glanced back at Yang Huanhuan, who was also looking at herself.

"Hey, I'll take you to have a good time today, I captured your heart, and I'm not afraid that you will be disobedient. ”

Having made up his mind, Ji Longjun quietly came to Yang Huanhuan's side and said generously:

"Little brother, why are you still so sad? Go, I'll take you to gamble a few handfuls of fun. ”

A person next to him blocked Ji Longjun, frowned and said, "Get out of the way."

Stinky slaves deserve to talk to us? Lao Tzu has already seen that you are not pleasing to the eye this way, so if you don't want to be beaten, go far!"

This man is one of the warriors of Tiger Skin City, because his martial arts are good, and at the moment he has heavy iron buckles on his hands and feet.

Ji Longjun is the most annoying of this kind of person, how many pounds and taels does he have in his heart, and what kind of situation is he in, and what identity does he have no points in his heart?

What is it that jingles on the wrists and ankles, don't you know?

"You haven't woken up yet, big brother, I'm a slave, what do you think you're a master, you're a master? Don't be funny, take a mirror and look at yourself. ”

Ji Longjun snorted coldly, he really didn't want to waste time on these people.

"You're ......!"

The man's face was flushed from Ji Longjun's choking, and he was about to have a seizure, but Yang Huanhuan hurriedly grabbed him and said:

"Brother Liu, wait a minute, wait a minute!"

The man surnamed Liu huffed angrily: "Huan...... Ahem, Brother Yang, what are you pulling me for? This kid is so badly beaten, I have to give him some color today!"

Ji Longjun said secretly: "It turns out that the little girl didn't lie to me, her name is really Yang Huanhuan?"

Yang Huanhuan hurriedly said: "Brother Liu, you misunderstood! Brother Ji is very good, your martial arts are so good, if you miss and kill Brother Ji, won't you cause trouble again?"

The man surnamed Liu looked at his strong and powerful big hand, and then looked at Ji Longjun's thin body, and snorted coldly:

"Okay, I'll spare this boy's life. Damn, if I hadn't been trapped here, I'd have to punch him to death! Dog slave, little white face, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu! Stay away from my brother Yang!"

The man surnamed Liu glared at Ji Longjun viciously, and Ji Longjun was even more disgusted with him.

Especially Yang Huanhuan said: "What if you miss and kill Brother Ji?"

Please, big girl, who is he?

Why doesn't he go to heaven?

Ji Longjun is not a competitive person, and years of forbearance have created Ji Longjun's deep character.

But he needs Yang Huanhuan, he still has a ghost idea to fight, and it is impossible to back down because of a fool.

Ji Longjun found that he had been surrounded by the warriors of Tiger Skin City, and everyone looked at him with great concern, only Yang Huanhuan looked at him alone, and there was a look of worry in his eyes.

"Brother Ji, I'm sorry, you...... Hurry up, or they'll really hurt you!"

Yang Huanhuan said apologetically.

Ji Longjun hooked his fingers without a trace, looked at the man surnamed Liu and suddenly smiled:

"This Brother Liu, your cowhide blows so loudly that you are not afraid of flashing to your tongue? You also punched me to death, why don't you say that you can poke me to death with a little finger? How did you come here so powerful, why didn't you kill that powerful sister with one punch?"

The man surnamed Liu was furious, and Ji Longjun continued to talk eloquently:

"Less bragging, open your eyes and look around, you are the slave of the pig and dog in your mouth! Wake up, wake up from your spring and autumn dreams! If you are full and have nothing to do, I suggest that you know that maybe that sister is in a good mood and can reward you with a sip of wine!"

How can the man surnamed Liu be able to endure it? He was so angry that he screamed and raised his fist to fight!

"Oops!"

It's a pity that as soon as he was about to move, he was immediately tripped by the chain on his ankle, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

Fall to the ground in an indecent posture like a dog eating.