If living things in this world are based on population size, humans may not even be able to enter the top three, and mice may be the mammals that have the best chance to rank in the forefront.
At the beginning of the Nippon Insect Sutra, it is said that if most animals have abnormal behaviors, they must be caused by insects, which can be called insects. The folks have no knowledge of common customs. They think that they are strange and panic, so they burn incense and pray to the immortal Buddha. It is often not working. In fact, don’t panic when you encounter bugs, everything has its own rules.
Humane and humane, worms have worms. Rats, horses, cattle, sheep, bees, sparrows, and sparrows, some are born as worms, and some are artificially cultivated. This is the method of making insects. Using artificial force to simulate the heavenly path, according to the nature of the creatures, the alien species of the beasts are born.
Lao Suntou summoned these three magical rats with a flute, each of which is no less massive than a hundred catties of mastiffs. Rats are talented and agile, and if compared with their size, their strength is not even inferior to that of tigers and cats. These three big mice are much better than the three mastiffs of the same physique.
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All things are born, and they are complementary to each other. Rats make insects, feed on crotons, feed them for two years, they can get 40 kilograms, and they are agile and psychic. But if you feed a rat with a croton for 20 years, it can reach a weight of four hundred catties. It is just that such a giant rat is made, as stupid as a pig, and of little use. At best, it is a sensational object, and it is placed in a cage as a strange animal. If you visit, you will be old for five years. After that, you can get a few hundred catties of meat if you kill it. Therefore, the best weight for this rodent to build insects is more than a hundred kilograms, and the strength is large enough and the sensitivity is not bad.
The three rodents and insects stared at Li Muye with fierce eyes, ready to go, and only waited for the old grandson to give an order and rushed to tear Li Muye to pieces.
"Li Muye, the old man heard that you have learned the art of the Japanese Insect Land Master, and you are considered an expert in the world. You should know the power of the three-headed rat warrior. Not to mention you, even a giant tiger bear can tear it into pieces. Fragment." The old grandson was not in a hurry to send the Rat God Soldiers, and continued: "The old man heard that you started in Honolulu and have been trying to protect my hall master, so I can't bear to kill you. I'll wait to invite you to join the city. There is no malice, why do you refuse to be so far away?"
Li Muye is really afraid of this big mouse. This thing has no acupuncture points, and the skin is thick and thick, and it is naturally painful and dull. A pair of front teeth are sharper than a knife, let alone biting people, and to deal with stones and iron. Similar. In particular, the halazi in that mouth is full of bacteria. If you are really bitten by this thing, you will have to be disgusted if you don't get bitten to death.
"Old gentleman, I think what you said is a bit reasonable. Since I didn't harm your hall master, but instead protected her all the way, we are all our own, why bother to this point." Li Muye closed his posture and spread his hands. Expressing peace, he said, "Isn't it just going to find Bai Wuxia with you? Just look for it together."
The old Sun's head flute turned, and the three big mice turned around and jumped into the truck and got into his sandbox.
Li Muye took the initiative to help Murong Chui, who was lying on the ground practicing hard work, apologized, and helped him straighten out his vitality, showing full sincerity.
The old grandson nodded in satisfaction and said, "Help him in the car together."
Li Muye couldn't tell what Bai Wuxia was going to do, and he couldn't determine the origins of Lao Sun and the purpose of searching for Bai Wuxia. So even though she wanted to find the devil to ask a few questions in person, she decided to stay out of the matter out of the principle of doing more and less mistakes. It's a pity that people can't help themselves in the arena, and the group of Lao Sun focused on Brother Xiaoye, and insisted on dragging him into this matter.
Anyway, I can't refuse, so it's better to take the initiative.
There was also a driver on the truck. He was a bloated, fat man with a shiny face and he couldn't tell how old he was. The old grandson called him the king of the ball, but it matched his body shape.
The old grandson’s name is Sun Delu, a vulgar name among people his age. Before the liberation, people like to bring a name like Defu, Longevity and so on. After liberation, it was rarely named this way. This shows that his actual age is likely to be much older than it looks.
There was no word on the way, 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 into the Lamasery. He crossed the first yard to the backyard gate, where two lamas were guarded. 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 went into the backyard together.
In front of the Guangming Buddha Hall with blue brick and glazed tiles, there is a spacious courtyard in which a stone platform has been built and three chairs are placed on it, all of which are still empty at the moment.
People with different costumes are already standing around the stone platform. People whispered to each other, and from time to time fierce disputes broke out.
Li Muye followed Sun Delu into the crowd. Some old rivers and lakes who knew Sun Delu stepped forward to say hello, and the people stood together in groups. Li Muye quietly noticed that these people were generally older and had their own unique characteristics. Judging from their words and deeds, they were familiar with each other, and they seemed to be looking forward to Sun Delu.
A big bald lama was saying: "Everyone in the world, please stay calm and not restless. There are three conveners. We, Mr. John Li from Nanhaimen, have arrived. The king of Xiaoyao Pavilion and the ranunculus Jingchun will be later. When I arrived, everyone came for the same purpose. Before seeing the devil, there is no need to argue with each other..."
"Monk Jingtan, please stop talking nonsense. Everyone here is a sensible person. Talking, laughing, and fighting are just to warm up. Most of us have been humiliated and blackmailed by the devil. Yes, and some of them came in unscrupulously, holding the banner of revenge, secretly thinking of retribution." A middle-aged man dressed in a light gray suit and a dog-like person said: "The initiator said that the witch It will appear tonight. We have been waiting for so long, let alone Bai Wuxia. I haven't even seen one of the three promoters. What do you mean?"
Monk Jingtan glanced at the crowd and asked, "Where does this dear fellow come from?"
Middle-aged humanity: "From everywhere."
Monk Jingtan smiled slightly and asked, "Why come my dear friend?"
The middle-aged man hesitated a little, and said, "Naturally, it is to take the head of the devil's head!"
Monk Jingtan asked again: "My dear friend, ask yourself, is this possible by your own ability?"
The middle-aged humanity: "She is weak now, and she has no life-saving treasures on her body. I am a big man who can't kill a little girl?" The voice became smaller and smaller. When it came to the back, he was obviously timid. Confident now.
Monk Jingtan said: "This dear fellow has broad upper limbs, dangled shoulders and elbows, and bowed his waist. It seems that he is playing Tongbei boxing. If the monk is correct, you should have been ranked fourth on the martial arts list eight years ago. The thirteenth master Zhao Zhenbei, dare to ask but Brother Zhao?"
The middle-aged man had a reddish complexion, and then nodded, and said, "Yes, I am Zhao Zhenbei, who was truncated by Bai Wuxia with a single stitch."
The forty-third place in the Wuban ranking is not as good as Murongchui, but he is considered a master.
Li Muye now knows that although the so-called martial arts list has its authority, it is only aimed at those who are active in the arena, gaining fame, collecting apprentices, and occupying places to earn money by name and have a certain influence. The actual combat power level of these people often stagnates after reaching a bottleneck. Because of their age, they will shift the focus of life to health preservation and maintaining the standard. So far, they have basically settled at this level. On this basis, those who can reach the level of a junior master are rare in the entire martial arts world. What can't be done before the age of thirty-five is basically hopeless in this life.
The level of this group of people is the same. The gap between the 40th and the 50th in the martial arts list is often very small. The difference lies in the size of the reputation and power. Even some veteran boxers who had aspired to the realm of little masters, and even great masters, returned to Yin Quanlin after they came down from the list. Despite their excellent strength, they were no longer eligible to be on the list.
Therefore, one cannot be underestimated just because someone is not ranked high in the martial arts rankings. In fact, as long as they can be on the list, they can be regarded as a powerful person. For example, the original hunting god Huoshan was not as good as Zhao Zhenbei. To know the vastness of the world, the profoundness of the world, and the number of martial arts practitioners, only fifty of them were selected to be on the list, and the difficulty can be imagined.
Sun Delu whispered that this Zhao Zhenbei was a local tyrant in central Hebei. His ancestral Tongbei Kungfu was a good talent. He was on the martial arts rankings at the age of thirty-two, but he basically reached the top with his talent at this level. At the beginning, in order to break through the realm of the young master, he kept the peak of his physical strength until the age of fifty. He overworked and used the wrong prescription, which broke his waist, caused the kidney water to dry up, did not accumulate the essence, and was difficult to lift the sun.
This person is well-known in the local area. He has collected many disciples and grandchildren. He has woven a network of relationships on the one-third acre of land where he lives, and amassed a lot of wealth. So I spent a lot of money to find Baiyuntang. Hall Master Wuxian broke his tail with the golden needle crossing method. Although he broke his hope of reaching a higher level, he cured his inaction. After this guy went back, instead of thanking him, he even slandered Baiyuntang everywhere. The Hall Master Wuxian was regarded as the enemy who caused his life's hopelessness to aspire to the realm of the young master.
Li Muye said: "You should know that the limit of individual difference has other reasons when you have practiced kung fu to this level. How can you have such a stupid idea if you can gather so much wealth and power?"
Sun Delu said: "Human nature is greedy, he wants to lose his mind, and he can't see Mount Tai."
Li Muye felt that there was something in the old guy's words, and couldn't think of what he said for a while. Then he asked: "So many people have come here all the way, really just to kill Bai Wuxia and give off a bad anger? They are not afraid of being retaliated by Baiyuntang?"
Sun Delu said: "These people don't care about the life and death of the untimely hall master. What they care about is the secret recipes and core secrets of Baiyuntang. Linglong domain was accidentally invaded, but those people did not find the classic recipes of Baiyuntang's Millennium Collection. At the same time, there are also several treasures that the master of the Wuxian Hall tried to suppress the essay list. These people are deliberately trying to find those scriptures and treasures through the master of the Wuxian Hall in order to break through their own shackles."
Another person in the crowd asked loudly: "Monk Jingtan, you are the veteran of Nanhaimen and the host of today's event. Naturally, you should know more about the inside story than I have waited. It is better to take advantage of the fact that the initiators are not yet available. Tell me about things we don’t know. For example, what’s the situation with Bai Wuxia? The initiator said that she became a little girl after taking the wrong medicine. The promoter’s insider has used Baiyuntang’s internal secret method to get in touch with her, and will deceive her to come here, but if she has now returned to the level of the top literary list when she was eighteen, wouldn’t it be bad for me to wait? "
Li Muye's heart moved upon hearing this, and asked Sun Delu beside him: "What does he mean by this inside line?" (End of this chapter)