If the success or failure of the creatures in this world were judged based on the number of populations, humans would probably not even be able to make it into the top three, and rats might be the mammals that have the best chance of ranking at the top.
The beginning of the Insect Sutra says that if any animal behaves abnormally, there must be something like an insect causing trouble, which can be called an insect incident. The common people are ignorant and think that the supernatural spirits are causing trouble. They are panicked and at a loss, so they burn incense and pray to the immortals and Buddhas. It often works sometimes and sometimes not. In fact, there is no need to panic when encountering insects. Everything has its own rules.
Human beings have human nature, and insects have their own methods. Rats, horses, cattle, sheep, bees, sparrows, and sparrows are all born as insects, while others are artificially cultivated. This is how to create insects. Use artificial power to imitate the way of heaven, and give birth to alien beasts based on the nature of living things.
The three magic rat soldiers that Lao Suntou summoned with his flute were each as heavy as a 100-pound mastiff. Rats are gifted with agility, and if compared to their size, their strength is not inferior to that of tigers and leopard cats. These three big rats are much more powerful than the three-headed mastiffs of the same physique.
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All things are born, and life and restraint complement each other. Rats make worms and use croton as food. If you feed the rats for two years, you can gain forty pounds and become alert and alert. But if you feed a rat with croton for twenty years, it can reach a weight of 400 kilograms. However, such a giant rat is as stupid as a pig and is of little use. If you visit, they will age in five years, and after that, you can get a few hundred kilograms of meat at most by killing them. Therefore, the optimal weight for this mouse-like insect is more than a hundred kilograms, and the strength is high enough and the sensitivity is not bad.
The three rats stared at Li Muye with fierce eyes, ready to attack. They only waited for Lao Suntou's order before they pounced on Li Muye and tore him to pieces.
"Li Muye, I heard that you have learned the art of Japanese insect earth masters, and you are considered an expert in martial arts. You should know the power of my three-headed rat magic weapon. Not to mention you, even a tiger and giant bear can tear it into pieces. Fragments." Old Suntou was not in a hurry to send out the rat magic soldiers, and continued: "I heard that you have been trying your best to protect my hall master since Honolulu, so I can't bear to kill you, and I will invite you to join the city. There is no ill intention, so why are you so resistant to others?"
Li Muye is really afraid of this big rat. It has no acupuncture points, and its skin is rough and fleshy. It is naturally sensitive to pain and has dull nerves. Its front teeth are sharper than knives. Not to mention biting, it can handle stones and iron like cutting tofu. Similar. Especially the mouthful of chewing gum is full of bacteria. If you were really bitten by this thing, you would be disgusted to death if you didn't bite it to death.
"Old sir, I think what you said makes sense. Since I didn't harm your hall master, but instead protected her all the way, we are all our own people, so why bother getting into this situation." Li Muye calmed down and spread his hands. Expressing peace, he added, "I'm just going to find Bai Wuxia with you. Let's look for him together."
As soon as Lao Sun's flute sounded, the three big mice turned around, jumped on the truck, and got into his sand box.
Li Muye took the initiative to help Murong Chui, who was lying on the ground practicing hard kung fu, up, apologized, and helped him straighten out his Qi pulse, showing full sincerity.
Lao Suntou nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's help him get into the car together."
Li Mu was not sure what Bai Wuxia was going to do in his ambition. He was also unable to determine the origins of Lao Sun and others, and what was the purpose of searching for Bai Wuxia. So even though I wanted to find the female devil and question her face to face, I still decided to stay out of the matter out of the principle of doing more, making more mistakes, and doing less. It's a pity that people can't help themselves in the world. Lao Sun and his gang are eyeing Brother Xiaoye and insisting on dragging him into this matter.
Since I can't refuse anyway, I might as well take the initiative.
There was also a driver in the truck. He was a fat man with a shiny face. He couldn't tell how old he was. Lao Suntou calls him the King of Football, which matches his stature.
Old Suntou's nickname is Sun Delu, which is a relatively vulgar name among people of his age. Before liberation, people liked to give names with something like "Victory, Fortune, Fortune, and Shou". After liberation, it was rarely named this way. This shows that he is probably much older than he looks.
There was no talking all the way, and half an hour later the truck drove into the city and finally stopped in front of a lamasery.
Li Muye got out of the car and followed Sun Delu and the others into the Lamasery. They crossed the first-floor courtyard and came to the backyard door, where two lamas were guarding it. Sun Delu asked Li Muye to wait with the other two people. After some negotiations, the two lamas agreed to let them go, and the four of them walked into the backyard together.
In front of the Guangming Buddha Hall with blue bricks and glazed tiles is a spacious courtyard. A stone platform has been built in the middle with three chairs placed on it. They are all empty at the moment.
People in different costumes were already standing around the stone platform. People talked among themselves, and from time to time heated arguments broke out.
Li Muye followed Sun Delu into the crowd. Some old Jianghu people who knew Sun Delu came forward to say hello, and they stood together in groups. Li Muye quietly paid attention and found that these people were generally older and each had their own unique characteristics. Judging from their words, deeds, and demeanor, they were familiar with each other, and they all seemed to follow Sun Delu's lead.
A bald lama was saying: "Fellow fellows, please be patient for a moment. There are three conveners in total. Our Mr. John Li from Nanhai Gate has already arrived. Wang Ba and Jiao Qiao Jingchun from Xiaoyao Pavilion will be later. We just arrived. Everyone is here for the same purpose. Before seeing the female devil, there is no need to fight with each other... "
"Monk Jingtan, please stop talking nonsense. Everyone here is a sensible person. Talking, laughing and playing around is just to warm up. Most of us have been humiliated and blackmailed by that female devil. , and some of them sneaked in with ulterior motives, holding the banner of revenge and secretly intending to repay kindness." A middle-aged man in a light gray suit with a human-like appearance said loudly: "The sponsor said that the witch It will show up tonight, we have been waiting for so long, not to mention Bai Wuxia, we haven’t even seen any of the three sponsors, what do you mean?”
Monk Jingtan glanced at the crowd and asked, "Where does this dear friend come from?"
The middle-aged man said: "Come from where you came from."
Monk Jingtan smiled slightly and asked, "Why are you here, dear friend?"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course it's to take the head of the female devil!"
Monk Jingtan asked again: "My dear friend, ask yourself, is this possible with your own abilities?"
The middle-aged man said: "She is weak now, and she doesn't have any life-saving treasures on her. How can I, a big man, kill a little girl?" His voice became softer and softer. After he spoke, it was obvious that he was already timid. Confident.
Monk Jingtan said: "This dear friend has broad upper limbs, drooping shoulders and elbows, and a hunched waist. It seems that he plays Tongbei Quan. If the monk guessed correctly, you should be the fourth in the martial arts list eight years ago." Thirteen-year-old Zhao Zhenbei, a well-known Tongmei master, may I ask who he is, Brother Zhao?"
The middle-aged man's face turned slightly red, and then he nodded and said, "Yes, I am Zhao Zhenbei, who was shot by Bai Wuxia with a needle to cut off his tail, which completely destroyed his entire kung fu."
Ranked 43 on the martial arts list, his ranking is not as good as Murong Chui's, but he is still considered a master.
Li Muye now knows that although the so-called martial arts list has its authority, it is only for those heroes who are active in the world, gain fame, recruit apprentices, and occupy local places to make money through fame and have certain influence. The actual combat power level of these people often stagnates after reaching a bottleneck. Because of their age, the focus of life will shift to the direction of health preservation and maintenance of standards. So far, it has basically been fixed at this level. It would be good if it does not decline. Looking at the entire martial arts world, those who can reach a higher level and achieve the level of a little grandmaster are very rare. What you cannot do before the age of thirty-five is basically hopeless in this life.
The level of these people is just that. The difference between the forty on the martial arts list and the fifty on the martial arts list is often very small. Maybe it's just a unique skill, maybe it's a handy weapon, or maybe it's just a special skill. The difference lies in the size of the name, the size of the power. Some old boxers who once aspired to reach the realm of minor masters or even grand masters retired from the rankings and retired to the spring forest. Although their strength was good, they were no longer qualified to be on the rankings.
Therefore, you cannot underestimate someone just because he is not ranked high on the martial arts list. In fact, anyone who can be on the list can be regarded as a powerful person. For example, the original Hunting God Huo Shan's ranking was not as good as this Zhao Zhenbei. You must know that the world is huge, the rivers and lakes are far-reaching, and there are so many martial arts practitioners, but only fifty of them are selected to be on the list. You can imagine how difficult it is.
Sun Delu quietly introduced that this Zhao Zhenbei was a rich man from central Hebei Province. His ancestral Tongbei Fist Kungfu was passed down from his ancestors, and his talent was quite good. He was on the martial arts list at the age of thirty-two, but with his talent at this level, he was basically at the top. In the beginning, in order to break through the realm of the Little Grandmaster and maintain peak physical strength until the age of fifty, I worked too hard and used folk remedies incorrectly, which damaged my kidneys, resulting in kidney water depletion, no essence, and withered yang making it difficult to lift.
This man was well-known in the local area. He had many disciples and grandchildren. He built a network of relationships on the one-third of an acre of land where he lived and accumulated a lot of wealth. So I spent a lot of money to find Baiyuntang. The leader of the Wuxia Hall used a golden needle to cut off his tail. Although it cut off his hope of reaching a higher level, it cured his inability to lift. After this guy returned, instead of thanking him, he went all out to slander Baiyuntang. He regards the Wuxia Hall Master as the enemy who has made it impossible for him to achieve the realm of Little Grandmaster in his life.
Li Muye said: "If you have mastered kung fu to his level, you should know that there are other reasons for the limits of individual differences. If you can gather so much wealth and power, how can you have such a stupid idea?"
Sun Delu said: "Human nature is inherently greedy, and desires are so enchanting that one cannot see Mount Tai even if a leaf obscures one's vision."
Li Muye felt that there was something in this old guy's words, but for a while he couldn't think of what he was talking about. Then he asked: "So many people have come all the way here just to kill Bai Wuxia and vent his anger? Are they not afraid of revenge from Bai Yuntang?"
Sun Delu said: "These people don't care about the life or death of Hall Master Wuxia at all. What they care about is the secret elixir classics and core secrets of Baiyuntang. The Linglong Domain was accidentally invaded, but those people did not find the classic elixirs that Baiyuntang has collected for thousands of years. Also missing are several treasures that the Master of Wuxia Hall has suppressed in the literature list. These people are trying to find those scrolls and treasures through the Master of the Wuxia Hall in order to break through their own shackles."
Another person in the crowd asked loudly: "Monk Jingtan, as you are the elder of Nanhaimen and the host of today's event, you should know more about the inside story than we do. Why don't you take advantage of the fact that the sponsors haven't arrived yet? Tell me something we don’t know. For example, what is Bai Wuxia’s condition now? The sponsor said that she took the wrong medicine and became a little girl. She walked through the quicksand belt of Central Asia and will arrive in Almaty tonight. The promoter's insider has used the secret method within Baiyuntang to contact her and will trick her into coming here. But if she has returned to the level of being the first in the literary list when she was eighteen years old, wouldn't it be terrible for us? "
Li Muye was moved when he heard this, and asked Sun Delu beside him: "What does he mean by this insider?" (End of Chapter)