Old Men

Chapter 168 Old Men

Daxu, a village of disabled old people.

The village chief, as usual, sat in a recliner at the entrance of the village with the pharmacist, drinking tea slowly. Suddenly, the pharmacist leaned over and said, "Village chief, you have been lying like this for a long time, right? It seems that you have been lying like this for the past two days. You did not move when the darkness invaded, and you did not go back to your room to sleep, right? When I got up this morning, I saw you lying here."

The village chief lazily squinted his eyes and said, "Pharmacist, your heart is in turmoil. Ever since Mu'er left, your heart has been in turmoil."

The pharmacist sneered, "My heart is in turmoil? It's obviously you who are in turmoil! Look, I wash myself up neatly every day, but you are disheveled and dirty, and you are just about to die on the recliner."

The village chief said, "It was you who moved me to the entrance of the village yesterday morning, and then you forgot to send me back to my room at night. Aren't you upset? You suddenly forgot to do something you do every day."

The pharmacist laughed in anger: "I forgot to send you back to the house. Can't you walk back by yourself? Can't you fly back? What's the point of your all-powerful cultivation?"

The village chief was silent for a moment, then said sadly: "You also know that I have no legs and no hands..."

The pharmacist went crazy. This damn old man was left in the dark last night, and the curses and monsters in the darkness didn't kill him, but he still had the nerve to say that he had no legs.

He was about to argue with reason when he suddenly raised his head. The village chief immediately became alert and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Daoist friend, you are relieved."

An old man and a young boy were coming up from the lower reaches of the Yongjiang River, arriving outside the village and walking towards the village.

The village chief looked at the pharmacist and asked quickly, "Where's your comb? Don't hide it. I know you always carry a comb with you. It's in your arms! Take it out quickly. I haven't combed my hair for two days. How can I meet guests?"

The pharmacist sneered and remained unmoved.

The village chief apologized with a smile: "I was too lazy to move these past two days. It's my fault."

The pharmacist gave him the comb, and the village chief used his energy to control the comb and combed his hair, making it a little tidier at last.

The young ancestor and the law enforcement elder came over and stopped to greet them. The village chief smiled and said, "I am a disabled person and cannot return the greeting. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist. Please take a seat. Pharmacist, please serve the tea."

The young ancestor sat down, looked at the law enforcement elder standing beside him, and said with a smile: "I am no longer the ancestor of the Holy Religion. There are no so many rules. Let's sit down together."

The law enforcement elder also sat down, took off the bamboo basket behind him and put it aside.

The pharmacist fetched the tea set, boiled a new pot of water, put in the tea leaves, let it simmer for a while, and then poured tea for the two of them.

“Pharmacist, that’s the southern way of drinking.” The young ancestor said with a smile.

The pharmacist smiled and said, "I was born in the south, so I am used to drinking southern tea. Northern tea is used to the rise and fall of young buds, while the clear tea soup of the south can penetrate people's hearts. They each have their own advantages."

The young ancestor smiled and said, "No wonder you two often sit here. Village chief, I'm here to seek refuge for a few days. What do you think?"

Before the village chief could say anything, the pharmacist clapped his hands and laughed, "Great, great! This old man almost suffocated me to death since Mu'er left. He just sits here paralyzed every day, not talking or moving."

The village chief glared at him and said to the young master, "You are free now. It would be a pleasure to come and stay for a few days to calm your mind."

The young ancestor said, "I admire you very much. The Holy Master has been cultivated by you all. He is truly outstanding and extraordinary. That's why I want to ask for your advice. The Holy Master was born with a domineering body, and he has practiced the Three Dan Merit of Domineering Body. His abilities are truly extraordinary. I am not very knowledgeable and didn't know that there are domineering bodies in this world. I just happened to ask you for advice these days..."

"Tyrant body!"

The village chief and the pharmacist looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter. The two old men were not young anymore, and they laughed so hard that their mouths were wide open, tears and snot were streaming down their faces, and they laughed so hard that they couldn't breathe.

“Tyrant…hahaha!”

The village chief laughed so hard that he fell down and rolled off his recliner. The pharmacist also laughed so hard that he fell off his recliner. He pounded the ground with his hands and couldn't get up.

The young ancestor and the law enforcement elder were puzzled by their laughter. The law enforcement elder was frightened: "How boring are these two people on weekdays? There is obviously nothing funny, but they are laughing so hard that they are almost out of breath. If the ancestor and I stay here for a long time, will we also become crazy like this?"

The village chief was silent for a moment, lying on the ground gasping for breath. The pharmacist pointed at the young ancestor and laughed, "We fooled the founder of the Demon Cult as well! Hahahaha!"

The village chief started laughing crazily again, and the pharmacist was pounding the ground again.

After a long time, the village chief floated up and landed on the recliner, combing his messy hair with a comb. The pharmacist walked away, patted the dust off his body, washed his face, and then took out another small comb from his arms, sorted it out, and then came back, sat down seriously, and said apologetically: "Two Taoist brothers, there are only two of us left in the village, and we are bored to death every day. The chicken dragon ran out and hooked up with a male, and hatched a bunch of chicken dragons. It's rare for someone to tell us a joke, so it's inevitable that I'm a little out of control."

The young ancestor looked behind them and saw a hen dragon that was more than one meter tall and was walking in the village with a group of little hen dragons. The hen flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind.

"What on earth is going on with Tyrant Body?"

The young master humbly asked for advice, "Please give me some advice. I am indeed a little narrow-minded..."

"Stop talking."

The village chief suppressed his laughter and said, "I'll tell you."

After a while, the young ancestor and the law enforcement elder who learned the truth were stunned. It was as if they were struck by thunder a hundred times and trampled by a herd of wild bulls a hundred times. They couldn't recover for a long time.

The most powerful Hegemonic Body would actually be an ordinary person's body, and the most powerful Hegemonic Body Three Dan Gong would actually be a guiding Gong that is so ordinary that ordinary people can use it to strengthen their bodies!

But Qin Mu just practiced this kind of skills and thought he was a tyrant.

This is not the key point. The key point is that Qin Mu, who believed in it completely, used his mortal body and guiding skills to beat the other talented geniuses into a mess. He is a real tyrant!

The village chief and the pharmacist looked at each other smugly, and the village chief whispered, "Look at their expressions, they are exactly what I thought."

The young ancestor exhaled a breath of foul air, his face looked strange: "So that's how it is, so that's how it is... But the Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong does have a problem, it's very extraordinary."

"Although Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong is a guiding technique that can be seen everywhere, it does have its problems. However, there are very few people who can practice this technique to Mu'er's level. It can be said that Mu'er is the only one."

The village chief said sternly, "I have never seen it before. I suspect that this technique was used before Daxu became Daxu. It should be pretty good. Somehow it was passed down and became the most common guiding technique. But I am not sure. No one would have thought that this technique would be perfected by someone one day."

The young ancestor's eyes flickered: "Perhaps it can be said that before Daxu became Daxu, ordinary people could also practice. This Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong was the practice method for ordinary people at that time. But because of a major change, ordinary people could no longer practice. The four great spirit bodies also appeared after that and became the mainstream now."

The pharmacist's heart moved slightly, and he said, "Ordinary people can't practice, so how can Mu'er practice? It's not reasonable to say that he works a hundred times harder than others. There must be people in the world who work harder than him. It's not reasonable to say that he consumes a hundred times more resources than other ordinary people. There may be people who are willing to spend such a huge amount of resources to stimulate their mortal bodies. Then, he must be different from ordinary people."

The village chief's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Maybe he was an ordinary person before Daxu became Daxu."

The three of them looked at each other and agreed with this idea. The young ancestor said, "So, where did he, an ordinary person before the disaster, come from?"

The village chief and the pharmacist said in unison: "Worry-free Township!" After they said that, they looked at each other, and their hearts were shaken.

Only the guardian elder was not as quick-witted as theirs, and was confused and unable to get a word in.

"I feel like my thinking can't keep up with theirs..." The guardian elder had a natural feeling of being excluded.

"Worry-free Township?"

The young master's heart was slightly moved, and he asked, "May I ask where this Worry-Free Township is?"

The village chief smiled and said, "I don't know. But if you are interested, we can go out of the village tonight and look for it."

"Leaving the village?"

The young ancestor turned his head and looked at the vast and boundless ruins. He suddenly felt a little nervous and expectant.

You came to the right place.

He thought to himself.

It had been a long time since he had felt this excited. The old villains in the Disabled Village made him feel the adventure and impulse of his youth again.

It is exciting to think about two old men with one foot in the coffin, an old man and a middle-aged pharmacist going on an adventure in the depths of the mysterious Daxu together, and in the dark.

At Shenglin Mountain, Qin Mu instructed, "Ling'er, although this mountain is the holy land of my Tiansheng Sect, this is my first time here. I don't know what dangers there are here. Don't run around. Wait until I have mastered the teleportation method on this wall, and then I will take you out."

Hu Ling'er responded, turned around and ran out of the palace.

Qin Mu sat down in front of the wall and carefully looked at the teleportation door on the wall.

The teleportation method on this wall is a way of refining treasures. The various runes, formations, and magical powers in it cannot be used alone. They must be refined into treasures to trigger the effect of teleportation.

This is the reason why many high-ranking members of the Demonic Cult refined teleportation flags and teleportation robes.

With the teleportation flag rolled up, the area covered by the flag can be teleported away, and multiple people can be taken away. And with the teleportation clothes covering the body, one can take oneself away.

Qin Mu carefully comprehended the mystery of the teleportation method. After a day, he finally understood the teleportation method on the wall thoroughly, but he began to think about it in his mind.

The Demonic Cult's method of teleportation relies on runes to stimulate formations, and the formations to activate magical powers. However, because it is too complicated, it is difficult to display the magical powers directly, so they must be refined into treasures before teleportation can be performed.

If the magical power can be used directly, it can also have the effect of teleportation, which is definitely more flexible than treasures such as teleportation flags and teleportation clothes.

Moreover, Qin Mu had been comprehending for so long that he discovered that this method of teleportation actually required advanced calculation skills and a higher level of proficiency in algorithms in order to master the teleportation ability faster.

"I need a more sophisticated book on numerology!"

————There will be three updates today. There will be no fourth update. Brothers, please don’t wait for the fourth update.