Chapter 117 Hoe Martial Spirit

"Yulin, you go to sleep first."

In the small house of just two people, even if Tianmeng turned into a snake, it wouldn't scare anyone, and the thousand calamities would have to continue.

"Okay, brother." Huo Yulin was really tired after working for most of the night, so he replied obediently and flopped on the bed.

Houses in the north are very different from houses in other places. They tend to be more practical. For example, there is usually a burning stove under the bed.

To call it using the words in Qianjie’s memory, it’s called Kang.

The shadows swayed under the dim light. Qianjie turned his head and looked at the girl lying on the bed. He wanted to say that this is not your room.

But looking at the sleeping face with the corners of his mouth curled up, and hearing the howling wind and snow outside, Qianjie still turned his head.

There is a howling wind and snow outside, but I live in a warm house with a lovely girl by my side.

No matter how you think about it, this is no less enjoyable than reading at night with red sleeves and lanterns.

There wasn't much of a bitter smile or a happy smile. Anyway, he had a smile on his lips all day long, so that was pretty much it.

"Brother, let me ask him a few questions." Tianmeng's voice sounded in his ears again, still at a high pitch.

"Yeah, why, are you scared?" Qianjie's tone was full of indifference.

My voice became softer again.

"I'm so afraid that the beatings and killings of humans are none of your business." Tian Meng sneered, seemingly with no trace of related pride, "Of course, I'm not afraid at all, then.

Brother Dian is hiding."

For coal, you need to check whether there are any mineral deposits. In theory, there should be no such thing as ice and snow land.

"Is this worse? The son of a human and a soul beast. Although I occasionally have some consciousness of the soul beast clan, I must be able to resolve the hatred between humans and soul beasts..."

After thinking for a while, Qianjie put the stick away again. Anyway, he had been carrying it for a long time before, and that thing always had nothing to do with the angels and gods. Once he determined that, he would be able to find out the problem sooner or later.

"It should be bad, after all, I heard that the weakest wife among them is a spirit beast." Tianmeng replied hesitantly.

"I suspect Brother Tianmeng is the same." Qianjie shook the paper in his hand, "Everything is like this."

"He said surrender?" Qianjie put down his pen, "If you can live a bad and undignified life, of course you will have to seek death."

But for tolerance, it is the soul of heaven. No matter how the Gu family is crowned king in the north, I have to change the small environment - if I can change his belief or belief, there is no free awakening of martial arts souls for everyone in the north.

Then play music and then dance, and the empire of ten thousand years will be as stable as a dog.

He has no talent, he can even write his own name, he will kneel down when he sees a creature that looks like a soul master, and he even dares to touch his shadow, which is an abnormal phenomenon.

I took out another piece of white paper and finished listing out a list of ideas - ideas about the Soul Guidance Workshop.

"Have I solved this problem? Was it the spirit beasts who died during the Wuhun Palace period, or is it now?"

"Say." Qianjie replied while writing.

I picked up the scissors and cut off the burned wick.

Because now is ten thousand years later.

"..." That's the answer that even Tianmeng, a soul beast trapped in the Dragon Field, can come up with.

"But he may know too well what kind of person this is. After all, he will probably still be absorbed thousands of years later."

"A narrow and selfish way of saying it - you want to live without freedom and dignity.

As for the nobles, Qianjie is too lazy to say much.

Combined with the environment, it can be too low-end...

In other words, perhaps due to the living conditions in the north and the suppression from the lower levels, the aristocratic atmosphere there is the same as that in the south, but it can be expected that there will be little change.

"He insists on telling you, and you can describe it as well. You ask Brother Tianmeng a question first. How does he think this god treats their soul beasts?"

In other words, Tianmeng is not stupid except for some behaviors that really require experience to support.

——The thing I promised old Charles will not affect me in any way. It would be wrong to abide by it.

He returned his attention to the stick in front of him.

For the first time, I realized what so-called feudalism and so-called slaves were all about.

What is Tianmeng’s consciousness that can read other people’s memories? I am a soul beast.

Starlings don’t have the Ganges River, and they don’t have weird giant bees to eat, so the people who manage the buglings eat big bees as meat.

Abandoning the free awakening of martial arts only hurts the possibility of civilians becoming soul masters, but not their lives and abilities.

Qianjie wants to abide by the agreement, but the impact on his own interests is minimal. Once interests are involved, I don't mind deceiving others.

Douluo Eight Kingdoms Star Luo may be a bit bad. After all, it is always in line with the sun and the moon. No matter how severe the ban is, whether it is active or passive, we will be affected in some aspects and make certain changes.

"So, you can choose the path.

"You can do something about this. After all, he can run away now, and he can run away."

It's okay to be too low-end, but you have to consider that it's the Eight Douluo Kingdoms, the Sun and the Moon, and the people don't have a certain level of literacy and basic knowledge of soul tools.

"Is he really the descendant of Wuhun Palace?"

When he plowed the land with the hoe spirit, he was able to plow two acres less, but he still had to do it without the hoe spirit!

I have been to Dou Ling and Tianhun in Qianjie. How would I describe the first time I saw the real bottom layer that was not described in the book?

When he fought with Gu Zhen in the Ice and Snow Pass Qianjie, he had already figured out that the golden light extending from Qianjie's hand was the soul bone.

"You can't tell him that my mother is still a spirit beast."

He also wants to say that there is a Douluo outside and that person has no martial spirit. He wants to demonize the soul master and the weak Bai Shencan.

For example, the cultural level of civilians.

"What a god..." Tianmeng sighed leisurely, "He can't change his ways. He is a god at least, but he can bear the hatred of ten thousand years in his heart."

There are even fewer thousand kalpas to describe. If I have to put it in one sentence - to exchange children for food, of course I know, because these are only seven words in the book.

Thousands of years later, the young soul beasts will all be doing whatever they need to do outside their own territory. Tens of thousands of years ago...

"Why don't you try that special soul bone of yours?" Tianmeng's voice sounded, very low, without the yelling he had been making all day.

But that thing didn't come out just because he thought about it. He had to adapt to local conditions. He could always let old Charles run an ice-making workshop, right? Who would sell it to in the snow and ice?

Qianjie listed several options: matches, briquettes...

"Building a low-rise building with a roof over your head, to put it stingily, is for the freedom of all living things.

Again, his intuition told him that this thing was not simple, but he couldn't test it out. He tried all the blood, soul power, and mental power before performing the ritual on Tianmeng, but it didn't work.

The sharp decline in the number of soul beasts in one hundred thousand years was equivalent to the number of soul beasts in the next tens of thousands of years, and the hatred between humans and soul beasts also suddenly intensified.

There is a shortage of wood in the north, and phosphorus is also very difficult to obtain. Douluo can make gunpowder, but where did the Buddha's Angry Tanglian, which a certain god king was proud of, come from.

"You thought of that level as soon as you finished. It's useful." Qianjie was also surprised that Tianmeng guessed that my soul bone was a million-year-old soul beast, and it was a soul beast that had exploded with a title.

"What kind of person?"
Chapter completed!