After some twists and turns, Xuan Ji and Bai Ya finally came to Xiao Le Town.

"Why is this town so desolate, is it possible that there is really no one left in the whole town?" As soon as he walked through the archway at the entrance of the town, Bai Ya couldn't help it.

The stone street in front of me was empty, the pavements on both sides were open, the door panels, the goods loads, and the baskets filled the street like music, and the tattered window paper swirled on the street under the cold winter wind.

Everywhere you look, you can see the smell of desolation and desolation.

Bai Ya looked at this place and felt uneasy.

In fact, his courage is not so small, but in his previous life, he was a good young man in the 21st century and a materialist all his life. Although I've heard a lot of rumors about demons and monsters since I crossed over to this world, I've never seen them with my own eyes, so I'm a little apprehensive now.

"Luckily, we brought enough food, but I'm afraid that even the livestock will run away here. Xuan Ji frowned and said, "Senior brother, let's go to these stores separately to have a look, and if there is a situation, we will say hello immediately." ”

"This ...... I'd better go with my brother, learn, learn some experience. Bai Ya laughed dryly.

Xuan Ji's words made him feel a little ominous, no matter how he sounded like a flag. In those horror movies, once the crowd separates, it seems to be the beginning of the massacre, right?

Xuan Ji glanced back at him and didn't speak again, just that meaningful smile, which made Bai Ya annoyed.

He forced his composure in his heart, "Brother, I'm obviously worried about whether you're good or not, no matter how I look at it, it's a pig's foot, and you are a supporting role cannon fodder...... This is to reduce sacrifices, not shrink eggs!".

The search between the two in the town ended in vain, but it can be seen that the townspeople here did not seem to be in too much of a hurry when they fled. Most of the gold and silver in the house were taken away, and even the kitchen utensils that could not be taken away were sealed.

"It should be similar to what we heard in Mengzhen, the Xiao family's murderous house only made trouble at midnight. The townspeople couldn't stand it anymore, so they left the town one after another during the day, and the number of people who actually died was not too many. Xuan Ji touched the stubble on his chin and gave a conclusion.

"Senior brother, it's not too early to see this day, let's get out of town first, and then go to that mansion tomorrow!" Bai Ya looked at the burning clouds in the sky, and suggested with a twitch of his face.

"Little junior brother, how can people who practice martial arts be frightened away by ghosts, and if you can't get a tiger in the tiger's den, we will stay in the Xiao family's old house tonight, and we can go back to the mountain if we solve this matter as soon as possible." Xuan Ji shook his head and refused, and looked at Bai Ya with a smile, "If you are afraid, go out of town by yourself!"

"Okay, then...... Senior brother, take care!" Bai Ya nodded repeatedly, turned around and walked towards the outside of the town.

"You...... Give me back!" Xuan Ji's face was embarrassed, he grabbed Bai Ya's back collar, dragged him back, and stretched out his hand to give him a burst of chestnut, he understood why the master always liked to knock on this little junior brother.

"I said junior brother, you sold your senior brother so quickly, don't you feel guilty at all?" Xuan Ji looked at Bai Ya and said angrily, "Your lazy temperament should be changed, why don't you have a little young man's competitiveness?"

"Didn't I leave a way back for the two of us, in case you get caught in it, senior brother, someone will report to the master!" Bai Ya couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said in his heart that it would not be too late to investigate and solve it tomorrow, how could anyone rush to reincarnate like you like this!

"Okay, it's up to you, I'll go to the Xiao family's old mansion tomorrow during the day. Looking at Bai Ya's performance, Xuan Ji couldn't help but hesitate a little more in his heart.

"Senior Brother is wise!" Bai Ya grinned.

The two made a decision, and no longer hesitated, quickly withdrew from Xiao Le Town, and settled down in a fieldside shack about a mile away from the town.

This shack is supposed to be a place for the farmer to keep vigil, because all the townspeople in Xiaole Town have run out, and no one is watching here. The winter wheat seedlings in the wheat field are a little uncomfortable because there is no one to take care of them.

"Senior brother, why do I always feel that ordinary people at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain rarely see martial artists after visiting in the past few days?" Bai Ya talked about the questions that had been buried in his heart in the past few days while eating food.

"From what you see, aren't there many of us martial artists?" Xuan Ji was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and immediately asked with a smile.

"There are a lot, the people of Shenzhou are still martial arts, even if ordinary people don't focus on martial arts like me, but they are more or less practicing martial arts to defend themselves. Bai Ya thought for a moment before replying.

"Martial arts training is martial arts, but martial artists are different. Xuan Ji sighed and said slowly, "The reason why you feel that there are many martial artists is because you are surrounded by martial artists. In fact, there are very many restrictions on wanting to become a martial artist, and in terms of the ratio of ordinary people to martial artists, we martial artists can only say less, not more......"

Xuan Ji's words surprised Bai Ya, but with his explanation, Bai Ya finally slowly woke up.

According to Xuan Ji, it is easy for secular people to practice some martial arts for self-defense, such as grappling, horns, bows and arrows, daggers, swords and so on, but most of them are Jianghu tricks, and they are not real warriors.

The term "poor literature and rich martial arts" is not said in vain, and ordinary people who want to practice martial arts must first cross the economic barrier.

Regardless of character and morality, and regardless of whether or not he has been systematically cultivated in martial arts, a true martial artist must at least reach the qi realm. In other words, the foundation of the body is perfect, and the qi veins are generated in the body.

And this process is destined to consume a lot of money and resources, taking Baiya as an example, whether it is cultivating the Tiger Shape Fist, the Vajra Great Mudra, or the Mixed Yuan Iron Cloth Shirt, it basically needs to be assisted by medicine, otherwise the body will leave irreparable hidden dangers.

The medicinal bath of the mixed yuan iron cloth shirt, a pair of medicines is a count of silver, soaked once in two days, and a month is a count of gold.

The gold and silver of this world are not easy to convert with the paper money of Baiya's previous life, and they are converted into labor value and per capita wealth, at least tens of thousands of yuan.

The number of gold is exchanged for the coins of Bai Ya's previous life, that is, tens of thousands of yuan, which requires a month's salary of ten adults. Coupled with the bundle gift money for the head of the martial arts teacher, a total of about 20 adults are needed to support a child to practice martial arts.

If two adults support a family of five, it would take 10 families and 50 people to raise a teenager with a complete physical foundation.

However, it doesn't mean that these teenagers have laid a good physical foundation and will be able to become Qi Realm martial artists in the future. They also need to pass the assessment of the regular martial arts hall before continuing to receive systematic martial arts education.

Even if you don't enter the martial arts hall, you will be trained in places such as dart bureaus, armies, and demon hunting teams, and that proportion will only be lower, and it will be accompanied by many casualties. And the number of wild road warriors like lame three is even more rare to negligible.

However, the selection standard of Zhenwu Dojo is lower than that of one out of ten. Even if you count those small martial arts halls with slightly lower standards, the average admission ratio of martial arts teenagers will not be higher than eight to one.

In other words, it took more than ten years for forty ordinary people from eighty families to support each other, and it was only then to cultivate a systematically trained Qi Realm martial artist.

Aside from Chengdu's status as the national capital, with the total population of one million people in it and the surrounding towns, there are probably two or three thousand Qi Realm martial artists, half of whom will enter the demon hunting team and the army, and basically do not meet ordinary people.

Although there are also some martial artists who will become official personnel who often deal with the people, such as officials and arresters, these people are of the same nature as the police in Bai Ya's previous life, and the people generally feel that it is normal for these people to have a little kung fu.

Therefore, when real sect warriors like Xuan Ji and Bai Ya appeared in front of the world, they were easily treated as rare animals to watch.

"When it reaches the level of artistic conception and situation, the number of martial artists will be even less......" Xuan Ji said with some emotion.

Baiya is silent, the aura realm to the artistic conception, if the admission ratio of Qingcheng is used, it is equivalent to one for four thousand ordinary talents, and the situation is one-thirtieth of the artistic conception, almost one for one hundred and twenty thousand.

In this way, it can be understood that with the boundless territory of Shudi, why there are less than six hundred warriors above the Qingcheng Sect Realm.

"Little junior brother, in your eyes, what are we and other martial artists in the world?" Xuan Ji saw Bai Ya pondering, and immediately asked with a smile.

"It should be the essence of the human race, the highest force of a country!" Bai Ya replied with a deep groan.

"Yes, but do you know why a martial artist has such a status?" Xuan Ji's eyes flashed, and then he asked.

"Because of the relationship between the Great Fission of Heaven and Earth, right?" Bai Ya hadn't thought about this question before, and replied a little hesitantly.

"The rich vitality generated by the great fission of heaven and earth has indeed created warriors, but the status of warriors such as me in the hearts of the people has nothing to do with it. Xuan Ji said in a deep voice, "The reason why our warriors enjoy today's status and privileges is only because there is not only one human race ...... in the world."

Xuan Ji only woke up slightly, and Bai Ya was already abrupt.

Indeed, this world is too different, the area where the human race is located is only a corner of the world, and more of the territory of the outside world is a barbaric domain.

All kinds of wild beasts and demons and monsters are rampant in those places, if the human race does not have the support of warriors, and there are not so many wilderness hunting demon hunting teams, where can they survive, it has long become a delicacy in the mouths of barbarian beasts and demons.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Ya only felt that the Terran realm in this world was more reasonable than his previous life in some ways.

Martial arts training requires martial arts, and this Tao refers to the truth that the martial artist himself can accept and recognize. And the truth of the human race comes from the sages of the ancient princes and hundreds of schools, so the Tao that most warriors understand is also human.

Therefore, most warriors could not transcend human morality to improve their strength, and these hundred warriors suppressed the kingdoms of Shenzhou, so that the king and the court had to become servants of the people to a certain extent.

Warriors helped their clansmen to develop a place of survival and support foreign wars. In turn, the common people are the source and provider of warriors, and the two complement each other, forming a complementarity and symbiosis.

In other words, this is the adaptation and change that the human race gradually made in order to adapt to the great fission of heaven and earth.

"I see!" Bai Ya let out a sigh of relief and bowed to Xuan Ji, "Thank you for your teachings!"

Xuan Ji smiled and nodded, calmly accepting the salute. The truth he said was very ordinary, but if a martial artist didn't understand this truth, and if he didn't practice martial arts and didn't cultivate the Tao, it would always be a void when he turned his head upside down.

"Ah~~" Just as the two were talking, a scream suddenly came from Xiao Le Town. The screams were terrible and high-pitched, coming from afar in the night wind, making Xuan Ji and Bai Ya's faces change.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Xuan Ji walked out of the shack in one jump, Bai Ya opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything to stop him.

"As soon as I heard some big truths, I came out of the moth, Made, this is definitely a death flag, is it possible that Brother Cheng is really going to see the hell?!" Bai Ya wanted to cry and followed without tears.