Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The four auxiliary festivals also followed Lei Lei, pushing out a big bronze drum.

“Drink!”

Gus saw Lei's eyes open like a copper bell and drank heavily. His strength tore open the broad black robe inches, revealing the body of Qiwei cast like copper.

This is the quintessential costume of the temple priest.

Maximize the appearance of a strong male body, like a marble sculpture.

Use this method to deter believers and please the Fist God.

Thereafter, Lei punched on the big copper drum, emitting rock-splitting waves, such as the shooting of the shore, and the sound of the aftermath spread throughout the town of Red Gold.

In front of the original boiling temple of fist, the crow suddenly became silent.

Everyone grins their teeth, rubs their ears, and listens to Thunder.

“The ancient chaos, the vicious beast rampant, the people beneath the vicious beast's claws and fangs, can only be shivered by Cesar, unable to resist and become poor food. ”

Thunder Tiger's eyes open, his eyes glaring around, hissing, “Even if someone wants to grind stone spears, tie stone axes, make pits and trap nets - how can these fragile toys resist the fierce beasts of the Eight-Armed Monkey, the Iron Horn Bear, the Sword Tooth Crazy Lion, the Golden Sculpture, and so on?

“For tens of thousands of years, people have been torn apart, living in precarious conditions and in the heat of the water, to the point of extinction.

“It is the surrender of the god of boxing, incarnated by the ‘Fist Lord', the bombardment of the murderous beast, the teaching of mortal boxing, martial arts and the struggle against bones, the hammering of the physical body, that gives mortals the power to defend themselves, so that our children of future generations, gradually grow, kill the murderous beast, the thorns, eventually rise admirably, become the masters of this side of the world!

“In the last 10,000 years, why have mortals defended themselves, why have humanity risen, and by what means have I fought vicious beasts? It's 100 times tougher than steel!

“‘All power belongs to itself, and objects such as knife guns, sword trite, etc. are unreliable, let alone mechanical and other tricky tricks’, which is the reason for the Iron Fist, something even three-year-olds know.

“Yet today, after 10,000 years, perhaps for a long time, many have gradually forgotten the logic taught us by boxing gods, especially those who are weak, weak, lazy, speculative, no longer want to honestly cultivate their power, but put all their hopes on the outside, tempted by the bloody 'mechanical demons' and ‘steam demons’.

“Ridiculous, these people are ridiculous and ridiculous. They don't know that the power of mechanics and steam, at best, brings a moment of ease, but it corrodes people's will, paralyzes people's limbs, and devours people's strength!

“If a congregation, relying on machines and steam all day long, does not want to cultivate its own body, over time, does it not want to become a worm without bones, a mud of white flowers? By then, the so-called mechanical and steam forces, are they really reliable? ”

Speaking of which, Ray suddenly laughed three times.

“Come on, knife! ”

He waved behind his back.

Four auxiliary festivals, his hair blown off with one mouth, a shiny knife, greeted him hard in the neck.

Thunder's face was full of shame, his muscles trembled wildly, his true qi wrapped like white practice. Before the blade touched his skin, he shook it away. “Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom," four knives, all broken.

“Again, sword! ”

Rayleigh continued to yell.

Four auxiliary festivals, each built with a bite of cold iron, Coldson called a cold sword, poked into Lei's heart.

Instead, four swords were snatched away by Thunder, teeth were cut, arms were stiffened, four swords were twisted together by him and wrapped into hemp.

“See? ”

Lei Li lifted the knife and the iron and hemp flowers and showcased them proudly, "The benefits of the sword are ultimately limiting, but under the protection of the boxing god, the potential of the people is endless! ”

For the first time, many townspeople have met the Priest of the Temple of Fist, so brilliant, so full of amazement and amazement.

“The sword is so unusable, what about the real machinery? ”

Lei laid aside his knife and iron and hemp at random and finally turned to the point, smiling, "The reason why we gathered here today is that I'm sure many people know, yes, the evil tentacles of the 'mechanical demon' have invaded the town of Red Gold and hid behind us! ”

Everyone was so loud when they said it.

Even if everyone knew what was happening, they still had to exclaim a few words about their devotion to the boxing gods and their power with the devils.

“Yesterday, a tiger was shot with a crossbow on a hill near Chickinville, and, well, that's it. ”

Ray waved his hand, an auxiliary offering with gloves on and his nose covered, carefully lifted up the crossbow arrow, and his head looked like a cold sweat, as if he was afraid of the evil mechanical force attached to the crossbow arrow, invading his body and corrupting his soul.

“Crossbows can shoot a tiger, that's the limit of the power of the machine! ”

Ray said, "In front of the real strong, what's the difference between this crude, indiscriminately made thing and a three-year-old toy? Come on, shoot here! ”

He poked himself in the heart.

An auxiliary offering with a crossbow arrow, he prayed to the Fist God first, and asked the Fist God to forgive his sins of operating the machine.

Later, in accordance with Qin Yi's explanation, he awkwardly mounted a good crossbow arrow, tightened the crossbow, and pulled the trigger.

“Collapse!”

Crossbow arrows come off the strings and turn into a white light, thunderous chest.

Thunder couldn't hide, his face smiled coldly, his energy burst, he actually formed a true pneumatic swirl in his chest, and he curled the crossbow arrow halfway into the air, three inches from the heart.

Everyone saw this scene and was deeply shocked by the thunderous knife gun. After a moment of silence, the ravens fell into the sea, cheering and sighing.

Lei Lei stretched out his two fingers, gently clamped the crossbow from his chest and threw it in front of Qin Yi, who was fleshy.

“Now you know how stupid you are, don't you? ”

Lei Lei Chopper grabbed the mechanical crossbow from the auxiliary offering and reached out in front of Qin Yi, "Say, where did this thing come from? ”

Qin Yi was subjected to eighteen general forms of torture by the temple of boxing last night. He had long obeyed the invitation and was reluctant to kill himself now, lest he suffer too much.

He has already given the answer and does not mind repeating it in public.

“It's the merchants. ”

He hummed, “It's from the Ganyuancheng merchant team. Someone sold it to me. I don't know that person. I'm not an evil man, I'm just curious...”

“Merchants from Ganyuan City! ”

Lei no longer cared about Qin Yi. Faced with the townspeople, he pointed out the seriousness of the matter. "Ganyuan City is the most important city in the north. There are tens of thousands of merchants in the city. The merchants travel south to the north, all over the world of boxing gods.

“Unexpectedly, even the Gangyuan City merchant team is mixed with the evildoers who believe in the power of machinery and steam. This is not only a small matter, but it is even about the survival of all the people in the world of boxing gods. Look, the cracked sky is the best proof, this is the warnings of boxing gods! ”