MTL - The Book of Troubled Times-Chapter 7 blood god

  Chapter 7 Blood God Religion

   "What is that?" Zhao Changhe felt guilty. Is this book very popular? Why does it sound like everyone in the world must read it? The Bible is not like this either. Then go back to the starting point to open a book, and just call it this name, will it become popular?

  Luo Qi rolled his eyes, and before he could answer, he heard the sub-rudder master say: "After the ceremony, everyone should practice on their own. Both of you, come up and talk."

  The two shut their mouths, walked around the blood pool and went on stage.

The attitude of the sub-rudder master was neither cold nor hot: "The two are meritorious. According to the leader, I will give you a job to show my sincerity in seeking talents from the holy religion. Our Beiman sub-rudder is also a new branch that has just been established. Rudder, now there is a shortage of manpower for many divisions of labor, I don't know what specialties you two have? This seat can also be promoted according to its aptitude."

  The sub-ruler is actually an acquaintance, the one who crippled Luo Zhenwu with a hidden weapon, his name is Fang Buping.

  Luo Qi took the lead and said: "I have already broken through a profound entrance."

  Fang Buping looked at Luo Qi with some surprise: "By relying on the knowledge from outside the Luo family, can you break through to the first level?"

  Luo Qidao: "Yes."

   "It's not easy, it's a talent." Fang Buping obviously knows better than Zhao Changhe, pondered for a moment and said: "It's winter, our sub-helm needs to go out to eat frequently, you can lead a team...you have the qualifications."

  The so-called eating out is most likely to be plundered. I don’t know if Zhao Changhe understands it, but Luo Qi does. There was no change in his expression, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Rudder, for your appreciation."

  He knows that the "contributor" is not himself, so he scrambles to show his strength, hoping to gain attention. The effect is not bad, at least he became a small boss, and he is no longer an accessory to Zhao Changhe in the eyes of others.

  Fang Buping seemed to be able to see his thoughts, smiled slightly, noncommittal, and looked at Zhao Changhe: "What about you?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "I have never practiced martial arts."

  Fang Buping smiled, with some sarcasm: "You can see Luo Zhenwu's movement and movement when he stabs the knife, and he has never practiced it. So what other abilities do you have, literacy? Arithmetic?"

  Although Zhao Changhe felt that he could make a living with his own modern knowledge doing housework, he was not here to make a living.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "On the way, I heard from my brothers that there is a different way to practice the holy teaching, and there are many types of exercises that don't necessarily need to be practiced from an early age...Can I formally join the teaching and learn the holy teaching? "

  Fang Buping narrowed his eyes.

  The teaching conditions of the blood **** sect's magical skills, the blood **** skills, are harsh, and he himself has not reached this level. But when it comes to teaching and teaching some good core exercises, it is obviously possible.

Zhao Changhe is different from Luo Qi, he actually handed in the nomination certificate, and killed the person she wanted to rescue in front of the chief magician of Daxia Town. This kind of person can only follow them all the way to the dark, and he can completely absorb it. Become a core congregation.

  The reason why they were allowed to enter the altar to speak was because the leader intended to absorb them, otherwise neither of them would be able to enter.

   It's just that Fang Buping is very upset.

   It was me who injured Luo Zhenwu first! The credit slipped away from his hands, but was taken advantage of by this country bumpkin. Although the head of the Tang Dynasty had arrived at that time, he really couldn't kill Luo Zhenwu, but seeing Zhao Changhe was unhappy and jealous.

  Since the leader doesn’t pay too much attention to it, if you put it on your own shoulders, you can let yourself love these little shoes or not, even if you want to join a religion, you can hang them out for a few months...

He was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "It's not just our blood **** sect's skills...anything called magic skills by the outside world is 'quick for quick success' in their eyes. Swift and violent. But correspondingly, there are also many negative aspects, such as... It is painful to practice, and it is easy to go crazy."

  Zhao Changhe said: "I am mentally prepared for this."

  Fang Buping sneered: "What's the use of being mentally prepared? If you don't have faith in God, how can you resist the pain, and who will protect you from going crazy? You don't even know what the Blood God is, how can you believe in it?"

   Grass...Zhao Changhe can only say: "I will understand well."

"We are a sect, not a sect. Before you believe in the blood god, you can't join the sect." Fang Buping smiled complacently: "Don't say that we don't reward meritorious persons... Before you enter the sect assessment, I can first Passing on your side-branch technique, called the Blood Fiend Kungfu, can be regarded as laying the foundation for other divine skills in the sect. In the future, if you truly become a brother in the sect, the guardians of the sect will naturally pass on your divine skills."

  Zhao Changhe hesitated to speak, he could only cup his hands and said, "Thank you Fang Rudder."

  Fang Buping waved his hands: "Go, at present you are only allowed to live in the cottage, and you are not allowed to enter the altar without summons. But tonight you can add a chicken leg as a reward."

  Zhao Changhe: "..."

  Nima’s such a great contribution, reward a side skill and a chicken leg? The helmsman is afraid that he is not so friendly to him, and he will still have small shoes to wear in the future.

  What can I do?

   It is obvious that there can be no good people in the Demon Cult. I had a premonition that there are thorns all over the place. Take your time, at least now you have the skills.

  ...

   Into the night.

  In the cottage, Zhao Changhe was still arranged to live with Luo Qi, and they slept on the same couch in a wooden house.

In fact, on the way back, staying in hotels on the way was arranged in this way, but on the way, Luo Qi had a stinking face and never lay down with Zhao Changhe, so Zhao Changhe took the bed honestly, and Luo Qi could only lie down on the table to sleep .

  Zhao Changhe has no sympathy at all, did someone drive you to lie down on the table? Hypocritical.

   It was tonight that he tried to pull Luo Qi up from the table: "Since you are not serious anymore and are willing to talk to me, why are you lying on the table? Go to bed."

  Luo Qi retracted his wrist, and Zhao Changhe found that he couldn't even touch this seemingly thin and frail elder brother. He had no choice but to stop: "What are you proud of? The current condition is not that you have a private courtyard outside. If you have to squeeze, you always have to squeeze. Could it be possible to lie on the table all the time?"

  Luo Qi said coldly: "I'm not used to sleeping with others."

  Zhao Changhe snorted and said, "Then the other person is a woman?"

  Luo Qi looked him up and down for a long while, then sneered: "Do you know that you have scars on your face now, and your appearance is hideous? If you were a woman, you would be extremely ugly, and if you send it to me, you will be kicked out."

  Do you have scars on your face? Zhao Changhe didn't look in the mirror for a long time, but he didn't know very well. He was indeed scratched when he was saving the child in Zhao Cuo, and he never dealt with it. It probably really became a scar.

   "It's good to have a scar." Zhao Changhe said lightly: "It can remind me what I should do."

  Luo Qi narrowed his eyes.

  Zhao Changhe folded his arms and looked at Luo Qifeng's slender eyebrows, tsk-tsk: "I'm a little ugly, but it's okay if you are a woman... You don't need to be a woman, just put on women's clothes."

  Luo Qi glared: "Do you think I can't kill you?"

   "Uh..." Only then did Zhao Changhe realize that this is not talking to men in this world. Friends in this world will only laugh when they hear such words. This place probably really wants to hack you to death, and everyone has not reached that friendship.

  Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe lost interest, and changed the world: "Okay, you sleep on the bed, and give me the table."

  Luo Qi froze with anger on his face, and wondered: "Why did you suddenly change your temper? You were lying on a big bed all the way, and you didn't even ask me a word."

   "At that time, I felt that I didn't owe you anything. It seemed that I saved you. You gave me a cold face, why should I post it? Now everything is over..."

   "I can't tell, you are not very capable, and you have a bad temper."

   "Heh... each other." Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Go to sleep, I can read a book—won't you say that you don't want to lie down after I lie down? The big man really has a lot of things to do."

  Luo Qi: "...read your book."

  Book refers to the secret book of "Blood Fiend Gong".

  Although the cottage is new, it has everything you need. There are oil lamps in the house, but to Zhao Changhe, the light is dim. But he also miraculously found that he didn't have to work hard. The so-called "back eye" seemed to not only strengthen his normal vision and hearing, but also a little bit of night vision ability. He felt that there was still room to dig.

   It's just that the traditional characters look really tired.

   It seems that Fang Buping just threw the secret book to him casually, which is not very expensive, but Zhao Changhe found that the surrounding believers were quite envious when they saw his booklet.

   I don’t know if it’s because this exercise is really good, or because as long as it’s a exercise, it’s already very difficult for ordinary people...

  It's a pity, I shouldn't have only exchanged this for this vote.

  He was sitting at the table looking at the cheat books, and Luo Qi was leaning on the bedside to watch him.

   Seeing his ecstasy, Luo Qi had a gloating smile at the corner of his mouth, and comforted him leisurely: "Don't be depressed, it's fine to get the blood evil skill..."

  Zhao Changhe said: "Have you heard of this?"

"This technique is well-known, and I have heard of it." Luo Qi said leisurely: "It is said that only gangsters who have made meritorious service under the Blood God Sect can teach this technique, in order to quickly form combat effectiveness. It can be seen that the advantage of fast entry is indeed there. , and judging from the envious attitude of others, it can be regarded as a good thing, and it is much better than my broken outer sect. Of course, since it is allowed to teach non-staff gangsters, there is no limit to how good it can be..."

  Zhao Changhe asked: "Since it's still okay, do you want it? This booklet didn't say that people can't read it."

   "You are loyal." Luo Qi was a little surprised: "This is in exchange for your credit, so give it to me if you say it?"

  Zhao Changhe sighed: "The Devil's Cult is not a good place... We are connected by fate now, don't we hold together and wait to be bullied? Who else should share the credit."

Luo Qi looked at him for a while, the gloating smile disappeared, and his voice softened a lot: "Although I didn't say not to show it to others, it's hard to guarantee that I didn't mean to test you at all. Master Fang didn't treat you very well. You still Be careful not to be caught as a pigtail."

  Zhao Changhe scratched his head and said nothing.

Luo Qi said again: "What's more, I have already laid the foundation of my mind, this is of no use to me. I am afraid that if it is really useful to me, I will find a chance to go back to Luojiazhuang to see if there is any Luo under the ruins." I hope that the core exercises passed down from father to son will not be poached by others."

After a pause, he said again: "Well... If you want my mind-breaking method, it's not that I'm stingy, so I can give it to you if you want to learn it. But as I said before, your age is not suitable for practicing this kind of authentic internal martial arts. , I’m afraid it’s true that the Blood Fiend Art is more suitable.”

  Zhao Changhe didn't care about the method of breaking the outer door, he still looked down at the blood evil skill in his hand. Judging from the introduction in the booklet, this thing is really probably one of the most suitable exercises for his current situation.

  (end of this chapter)