Fishing boats will not go to the area with dense aquatic plants along the river bank.
At this moment, the water plants were suddenly pushed aside, and a figure emerged from the water.
Zhang Mingtu's angular face appeared above the water.
His face was a little pale, and his complexion was no longer as good as before, but his eyes were still bright.
At this moment, he was no longer as wise and brave as he was in the battle in the middle of the river. Instead, he looked miserable, with two water plants on his head.
At this moment, the Martial Saint Seed felt weak all over, and his bones and membranes were groaning.
Under the moonlight, he fought against thirteen demons in succession, two of whom were in the Zhenyuan realm and eleven were in the Zhenqi realm.
Even though Zhang Mingtu's strength far exceeded that of people at the same level, he still felt exhausted at this moment.
But he still focused his mind. The more tired he was, the better the effect of his practice would be, and his ability to control and perceive his body would also be improved.
At such times, diligent practice can be of great benefit to the individual.
Moreover, the dragon and tiger external pills are filled with the essence and blood of demons.
The different demon essences and internal spiritual wills are in conflict at this moment, and Zhang Mingtu needs to dissipate them, otherwise.
When the wills of these demons succeed in their battle, a more terrifying and deformed monster will be condensed. It will then be extremely difficult to destroy it. Moreover, the conflict and collision of different wills will also consume the essence of the demons' blood.
For Zhang Mingtu, that was too much of a waste.
It was already late at night, and the usually calm river surface was now in turmoil, with people everywhere.
Boats shuttled back and forth on the river, trying to salvage the huge monster. People from the county government, the Six Gates, and even the Jinyiwei with hidden identities were all here.
It is not only necessary to record the battle scenes here and fulfill one's own related obligations, but the bodies of the demons left behind are also a huge fortune.
I heard that the county government had originally reported that someone was fighting a demon on the river, but no one paid any attention. Now they were furious and scolded the person who woke him up.
Later, when he heard that the body of a demon was left behind, the county magistrate came personally to take charge of the scene.
He was so diligent and hardworking that no one could stop him.
As for the young man who disappeared without a trace after killing the monsters, after asking the captain of the Six Gates and confirming that no one would care about taking the monster bodies, he stopped caring about the wealthy young man.
Not only were they fishing for the demon's body, but fishermen on the river bank were also constantly setting nets in the area.
Of course, they didn't dare to go to the central area, as the central area was full of people from the county government, the Six Gates, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard. They could only get some odds and ends from the surrounding areas.
The broken crab monster's shell, the smashed dragon turtle's shell, the shattered carp monster's scales...
As long as they can catch a part of it, it is equivalent to their income from fishing for several days in the past, or even more.
The whole scene was a carnival, but Zhang Mingtu hid aside and didn't pay any attention.
In his mind, the divine power of the Heavenly Dragon Spirit Refining Fist and the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist were pushed to the peak and then poured into the Dragon and Tiger External Pill.
As the dragon walked and the tiger roared, the demonic thoughts inside the dragon and tiger outer pills were gradually dissipated, and then the demonic blood that had been cleared of the thoughts was refined. For a moment, a surging and vigorous essence poured into the body.
A vigorous search operation lasted for most of the night.
The Embroidered Uniform Guard, the Six Gates, and even the young monk from the Donglin Temple, all submitted relevant information with their own ideas.
In an instant, the situation became chaotic.
Zhang Mingtu didn't care. After regulating his breath on the shore for an hour, he had basically eliminated the demon's thoughts.
The true energy in his body also returned to its peak, and after his qi and blood were fully restored, he did not stay by the river.
The fishermen who were searching even looked for him on the shore and were gradually approaching him. He used a water-controlling talisman and merged into the bottom of the water.
The whole person turned back to Jianyi.
On the way back, Zhang Mingtu thought of the conversation between the Six Gates and the Jinyiwei that he had overheard at the bottom of the river, and he couldn't help but smile.
"The heir of a top family, suspected to be from the Zhang family in Kyoto?"
"Practicing the most advanced divine skills, and having a family background that has deep connections with the military?"
"A Martial Saint seed with a bright future in martial arts?"
Zhang Mingtu could only say that his guesses were not completely correct, but they were not far off, at most he was wrong about a few.
He never imagined that one day he would have such a strong identity and background.
If he really has such a strong background, can't he just start showing off?
Wherever you go, you should always have the word "aristocratic family" on your face.
It's nothing like the situation now, where just a small innovation in distillation technology can lead to the destruction of a family and almost the death of the entire clan.
While feeling amused, Zhang Mingtu touched his chin and felt that the analysis of the Jinyiwei and Liushenmen was very reasonable.
"At such a young age, he has already entered the realm of true essence. In terms of cultivation level alone, he can be said to be top-notch among the younger generation."
"Add to that the riding and swordsmanship I've honed over ten years at the border, and crucially, my keen eye for combat. When it comes to fighting, there are very few among the younger generation who can match me..."
This is not because Mingtu is too proud and looks down on the heroes of the world. It is actually the result of dozens or even hundreds of years of training in his several lifetimes.
If others can catch up with him in just over ten years, then they are not taking him seriously enough.
Although Zhang Mingtu's talent is ordinary, he has reached the level of Grandmaster many times. With this high-level perspective, the skills he has honed are at least top-notch in terms of Qi and Yuan.
Moreover, many times the honing of skills is not 1+1. The new generation of future brothers are often stronger and more powerful than the previous generation. They do not need to go through as much time of training as the previous generation. They can directly inherit and continue to promote on the original basis.
It can be said that each generation is stronger than the previous one, and one section is stronger than six sections.
So many future brothers are superimposed on one person, revealed in Zhang Mingtu, as he fights against demons on this moonlit night.
In the eyes of the Jinyiwei and Liushenmen who came here, Zhang Mingtu was the true seed of the Martial Saint.
In a trance, Zhang Mingtu felt surprised and happy.
"So I've become this strong without even realizing it? I can even be called a Martial Saint Seed."
The achievements of the brothers in the future will be much more brilliant than what Zhang Mingtu is now called the seed of the Martial Saint.
But that is ultimately the achievement of the future brothers. Zhang Mingtu will inherit some of their memories, but the sense of immersion is not very strong.
The glorious battle at the border and the powerful master-level strength were not as pleasing to Zhang Mingtu as the Martial Saint Seed.
"As expected, only hard work and sweat will not deceive people. All my achievements today are due to the hard work of me and my future brothers."
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