Chapter 364 Alas, a stray dog
The next morning, Zhang Yang woke up because he was hungry. He had eaten all the remaining goose meat from yesterday in the middle of the night, so now he had no food at all.
Fortunately, Li Village currently provides porridge once in the morning and evening, one bowl per person, clear and bright, and you can count the rice grains. Who are you kidding? "Ergou."
He had just fed his cheap grandfather a bowl of porridge when someone called him from outside the door. It was a rather sturdy man, quite different from the old, weak and sick people he saw yesterday. He had a hard bow on his back and a long sword on his waist. He had a murderous aura and should be a warrior, but that was all.
This person was naturally Zhang Yang’s cheap brother-in-law, who joined the Li Village patrol team three months ago.
"Brother, is there something wrong?"
Zhang Yang asked. In Wang Ergou’s memory, this guy named Dahei was quite nice to him.
"You still want to be an apprentice monk?"
My brother-in-law asked with a stern look on his face. This shouldn't be the first time he asked this.
"I performed meritorious service yesterday, so I was just promoted to team leader. If you come to the patrol team, you can come to my team and I will take care of you."
"But I still want to give it a try." Zhang Yang smiled.
"With your physique that will fall down if the wind blows, you will only die if you go there." My brother-in-law looked very angry.
"I know." Zhang Yang nodded. Even without Wang Ergou's memory, he could guess the truth. No one knew what was going on in the world. A huge number of mortals had internal distortions. They were still human, but they were all unsuitable for cultivating immortals. This was destroying the foundation of cultivators. So, it was nothing to want to be an apprentice of a cultivator, but first of all, one needed to correct the distortions in the meridians. This process would definitely be fatal.
But Zhang Yang really wanted this. He had just repaired the hand Taiyin lung meridian last night. This should be his last chance. The probability of him encountering an earthbound spirit again in the future is infinitely close to zero.
Therefore, the recruitment of monk apprentices in the village was his only chance.
"snort!"
The brother-in-law was so angry that he stormed out!
Zhang Yang calmly closed the door of the hut and walked to the center of the village without looking back.
There is an immortal in the center of Li Village. The immortal in the villagers' understanding is a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. He lives in a big house with a garden of more than ten acres. But the garden is actually planted with various medicinal herbs and is guarded by a spirit gathering formation. In the eyes of the villagers, it looks very gorgeous and immortal.
But, it's really shabby.
A dignified cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage actually had to hide and seek in a village. The spiritual medicine garden is only a dozen acres, so he probably wouldn't dare to go out into the vast world.
In Zhang Yang's words, it's a dog that has lost its home!
The high-ranking immortal cultivators would never cooperate with mortals, let alone have close contact with them. The fact that they are doing this now is enough to show that the problem has become so serious that there is nothing more to say.
When Zhang Yang arrived here, he saw the village elders, patrol captains and other upper-class people in the village respectfully receiving paper talismans and elixirs from a pale young man. These were for daily consumption of guarding the village.
Then, twenty skinny young men and women from the refugees were brought up. They would be selected. Those who were qualified would become monk apprentices, while those who were unqualified would be turned into corpses or monsters.
Therefore, anyone in Li Village who has a chance of survival is unwilling to become a monk's apprentice.
Because in the past three years, only two people have succeeded, and almost a thousand people have died.
If it weren't for this immortal cultivator who had saved the village from disaster several times, and if it weren't for the constant influx of refugees from other nearby villages, the entire Li Village would have rebelled long ago.
Now, Zhang Yang is the first person in the past two years who has taken the initiative to ask to become a monk's apprentice.
"Come with me, Master is waiting for you."
The pale young man was one of the only two who passed the selection in the past three years, but his strength is just so-so at the moment.
Zhang Yang walked in with an expressionless face, following the other equally numb teenagers.
The house inside is very big and full of spiritual energy. It seems that this cultivator has not gone bankrupt yet. This is good news.
"Take off your clothes, men go to the left, women go to the right, wash up and come back to see me."
A tired man's voice came from inside the big house.
Zhang Yang and the ten young men went to a strange-looking room on the left. There was a pool in the room. The water in the pool was clear, and there was a faint layer of white mist rising.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang immediately understood.
The selection has actually already begun. The water in the pool is definitely not clear water, but a spiritual liquid with a relatively high concentration. If it were in the past, any ordinary mortal who could soak in this spiritual liquid would have considered it a great fortune, and it could at least extend his life by fifty years.
But now, all mortals have been deformed for unknown reasons, and the meridians in their bodies have long been unable to cultivate. If they forcibly absorb spiritual energy, the consequences will be either death or turning into some unknown monster.
In fact, before the ten young men even got close to the pool, they felt extremely uncomfortable, their faces turned red, and veins bulged all over their bodies. This was the deformed meridians in their bodies strongly resisting.
At this time, Zhang Yang directly pulled them apart, strode over, and quickly sealed the three deformed acupoints of the Shaoyin Heart Meridian of the Hand with the three sewing needles in his hand, and then poured in a loud gulp.
This is spiritual liquid! The reason why the immortal cultivator asked them to take a bath was because he was worried that they could not withstand the impact of spiritual energy, not because they had to take a bath.
Zhang Yang drank about four or five kilograms in one breath, which was roughly equivalent to one unit of ordinary-level spiritual energy.
At this moment, his whole body felt like it was being cut by a knife, his skin was like a scalded red shrimp, blood vessels were bursting, and in some areas, the capillaries even exploded.
Death is imminent!
But Zhang Yang's mind was extremely stable at this moment. He did not choose the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Taiyin Heart Meridian randomly at the beginning, because these two meridians basically cover most of the fragile internal organs.
In particular, the repaired Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian has played an important role at this moment. It is like a lake, constantly absorbing the roaring flood peaks from other parts of the body, so that Zhang Yang's body does not exceed the collapse warning value.
At the same time, Zhang Yang also released a small amount of isolation of the soul, on the one hand to suppress the deformed acupoints in the head, on the other hand to repair the deformed acupoints of the hand Taiyin Heart Meridian.
After three minutes, the three deformed acupoints were repaired. Zhang Yang endured the dizziness and pulled out three sewing needles. In an instant, the flood in his body seemed to have found an outlet and it flowed out to the end, and his whole body felt relaxed.
In other words, even though the deformed acupoints in other meridians have not yet been repaired, Zhang Yang's body can already withstand the direct infusion of a small amount of spiritual energy.
But he did not continue. The repair of the hand Taiyin lung meridian and hand Taiyin heart meridian was enough for him to pass the test, and he also needed to cover up the secret of his soul's reverse travel.
Therefore, too much is as bad as too little.
(End of this chapter)
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