After questioning, Xu Xi took Wu Yingxue away without killing the tax collector directly.

The tax collector's endgame.

He was dragged away by a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

The tax collector looked at his face with great fear. Others who also had a grudge against the tax collector just acquiesced as the tax collector was dragged away by the middle-aged man.

Wu Yingxue learned the story of the middle-aged man from Xu Xi.

That was long before Xu's group arrived at Qingniu Town.

The tragic fate that happened.

The middle-aged man's surname is Li. He was once a wealthy businessman in the mainland of Daqian. Because he offended the county officials, his entire family was exiled to the border.

Misfortunes always come one after another.

Not long after arriving in Qingniu Town, the middle-aged man's sister was targeted by tax collectors, and since then, the girl disappeared from the world forever.

"What can you do to me?"

It is said that the tax collectors at that time were as arrogant as they are today, stepping on men's heads and cutting their faces.

The man endured it for a very long time.

Until today, I finally had the chance to avenge my sister.

He wailed loudly while dragging the tax collector home. His miserable and hoarse sobs formed a sharp contrast with the tax collector's terrified pleas for mercy.

"Killing him a hundred times is not enough!!"

The girl finished listening to the story.

After a long silence, he finally spoke fiercely.

Her hands danced, her fingertips subconsciously groping for the spear, and she couldn't help but want to take action, but after staring at the man surnamed Li for a long time, she decided to let the person involved solve the problem.

My dead sister can no longer be resurrected.

This is the only way a man can comfort his sister's soul in heaven.

Wu Yingxue didn't want to snatch it.

The matter of the tax collector was thus put to rest, and Qingniu Town returned to its previous peace and rhythm of life.

Xu Xi and Wu Yingxue either practiced martial arts at home or went to the Shiwanda Mountains to engage in actual combat while harvesting large amounts of demon flesh.

People used scarce materials to try to cope with the cold winter.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But Ah Niu knew it, and all the townspeople of Qingniu Town knew it. Something invisible was quietly appearing in everyone's heart.

The world before my eyes also became a little brighter.

…

After returning home.

Xu Xi quickly walked into the inner room, picked up the original copy of "Yang Yuan Gong", quickly opened to the first page, and re-examined it word by word.

"To nourish the vital energy."

"If we want to improve it so that it is easy for people to use and can also help them cultivate their Qi and blood martial arts..."

Xu Xi fell into deep thought, inspirations popping into his mind one after another.

[There is no such thing as a technique that ignores qualifications]

[There is no technique that ignores one's physique]

【Everything will have two results, good and bad】

[A martial arts genius who can master everything at a touch naturally has a correspondingly stupid brain]

[Brothers and sisters in the same family are different, let alone people who are not related by blood. It is unrealistic to expect that everyone can become a warrior with one set of skills.]

But today

[After witnessing the people of Qingniu Town besieging and beating the tax collector]

[You realize later that even people who are starving to death, even people who have nothing, have something that is as good as or even better than ordinary people]

[That is the unquenchable desire to survive]

[That is as stubborn as a blade of grass]

[The people of Qingniu Town do not know how to practice martial arts, let alone the circulation of qi and blood, but they do know——]

【eat】

"Sir, is there any connection between eating and martial arts?"

“Yes, but no.”

"You said that eating can make you stronger, is that true?"

"It's not that eating makes you stronger, it's that the only way they can become stronger is eating."

[You and Wu Yingxue worked together to create a martial art that is different from the ordinary martial arts. It is not a traditional martial arts technique and does not have a fixed route for practicing.]

[People who farm use it, and they can practice Qigong while farming]

[People carrying the load use it and can practice Qigong while walking]

[The route of Qi and blood circulation is extremely simple, so simple that even if one does not understand the principles of martial arts, practitioners will unconsciously circulate it in their daily actions.]

【The root of it is eating】

[Not a meal in the usual sense]

【Instead, it is with the will to survive and the unwilling struggle that it consumes these invisible but real qi and spirit to stimulate the inner essence of the body】

[You are somewhat silent about this result]

[On the one hand, you are happy about the success of Yang Yuan Gong and have truly seen a future where even ordinary people can practice it.]

[On the other hand, you feel a little uncomfortable with the side effects of Yang Yuan Gong]

[The improved Yang Yuan Gong can provide usable Qi and blood as long as the practitioner's will is strong enough]

[But it is illusory, as fragile as a castle in the air]

[If you replenish nutrients in time, your body can still maintain normal function, but if you don’t have anything, autophagy will occur at the end of your practice]

[That is, eat yourself]

[Burning blood, burning life, burning everything]

"Can this kind of technique really be used..."

"No, there is no need to think at all. For people who are dying, this is something really useful."

After the martial arts performance.

Xu Xi stood up slowly.

He walked out of the room, and in the extremely quiet atmosphere, he looked up at the cold sun, breathing in mist and inhaling air.

Winter is coming, and this wave of demons is more dangerous than ever before.

Xu Xi has recently explored the Shiwandashan Mountains frequently, and he can be sure that this time the demon wave will include great demons at the innate level.

In front of such a being.

Mortals wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Slow as an ant, hard to escape.

If one practices the Yang Yuan Gong, even if the final outcome is self-phagia, it is much better than being devoured by demons.

"If we don't even dare to take this step, how can we keep everyone alive?" Xu Xi took a deep breath, feeling the cold air entering his lungs, circling it around before exhaling it all.

Actually.

The time left for the Xu family and Qingniu Town is too little.

It is rare to start practicing now, and there is no guarantee that a warrior will appear in Qingniu Town.

"Sir, does this technique need to be renamed?"

Wu Yingxue asked as she stood beside him.

Whether in terms of content or function, "Yang Yuan Gong" is very different from the original version. If it continues to be called "Yang Yuan Gong", it will obviously not be a good idea.

"A martial art that any fool would learn."

"what?"

“That’s its name.”

The girl was surprised, yet she felt it was particularly appropriate.

The birth of this martial art was originally done by a fool, for a group of fools who could not survive.

"I feel like I've become a fool after spending so much time with you."

The girl laughed at herself.

【The Birth of the Fool Kung】

[The name is simple, but the content is enough to shock the Thirteen States of Daqian. It is a martial art that can shake Daqian and even shake the blockade of 100,000 mountains.]

[You made the existence of the technique public, and Ah Niu became the first practitioner. This was his voluntary request.]