In the evening, the remaining clouds are as bloody.

Chu Yang didn't bother me, so he sat cross-legged in the corner of the wall and practiced silently.

In the body, there are 129,600 acupoints, which are exactly the same as the number of one yuan. Each acupoint is formed innately. The acupoints are opened like big stars, but the inside is empty.

The innate body is naturally unobstructed.

"I still remember that in the body, the acupoints combined with the number of the circumferences of the heavens, 365, and reversed into the Five Elements Holy Body, which was 48,000. Entering the prehistoric world, swallowing Kong Xuan, achieving the innate five elements body, and the acupoints reached 129,600. Later, the innate Yin and Yang Taoist body was also the same number!"

"The limit of the human body's acupoints is a number of 129,600. Is it the method of combining the one-yuan?"

Chu Yang changed his mind.

His current practice is very simple, which is to circulate the Xuanhuang Immortal Hunyuan Sutra, temper the body, condense the soul, penetrate the orifices, and integrate the Hunyuan, and achieve the Xuanhuang Immortal Body and Xuanhuang Immortal God.

There is a fairy crystal in the palms of his two hands. In his current state, he can be directly absorbed and refined. His martial arts are domineering, and his body is even more domineering.

Inside the body, the acupoints were rapidly perfect, becoming shining big stars.

The body is also rapidly becoming stronger and its strength is growing.

The soul has initially emerged and is moving towards the soul.

Chu Yang is practicing now, and he is not afraid of being possessed by the evil spirits, nor does he have to practice magical secret techniques, but he is just forcibly improving his cultivation.

There are no future problems, rapid progress.

"Second Uncle!"

Outside the fence, a sound came.

"Tiger head, after hunting, how are you harvesting?"

The old fisherman walked out of the room, looked at Chu Yang sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, and without disturbing, he happily opened the yard gate.

"It's not bad. I hunted a little wild boar. I'll send you a piece!"

Hutou walked in and handed a piece of meat weighing nearly two kilograms to the old fisherman.

"Too many, too many!" The old fisherman waved his hand quickly, "I have taken up all your money in the past two years!"

"Uncle Second, if it weren't for you, my family of three would be there. Don't be polite!" Hutou said without saying a word and carried the meat directly into the stove.

When he came out, he glanced at Chu Yang and asked, "Second Uncle, who is he?"

"A relative in a distant room!"

"Oh!" Hutou walked outside the yard without asking much, suddenly stopped and said to the old fisherman, "Second Uncle, if you have anything to do, just say hello!"

"Go, go!"

The old fisherman smiled and waved his hand.

He knows the meaning of tiger head.

Hutou hunts all year round and goes to the county town many times. Compared with other villagers, he naturally has some knowledge and can see Chu Yang's extraordinaryness, fearing that the old fisherman will suffer losses.

Xiao Chong'er came back from playing outside and shouted before she even entered the yard: "Grandpa, grandpa, Uncle Hutou is back. Is there any meat to eat again?"

"Tonight, you little greedy cat can satisfy your cravings!" The old fisherman smiled and happened to see Chu Yang open his eyes and said, "It can improve the food!"

Chu Yang nodded with a smile.

Dinner was very simple and the broth was cooked, but both the little insects and the old fisherman ate it very delicious.

"Apart from eating some small fish, occasionally I can only stick to the tiger's head, eat some meat to satisfy my cravings!"

The old fisherman sighed.

“Did the farmer’s harvest be bad?”

Chu Yang asked.

"It's not bad, it's just...!" the old fisherman sighed, with an indescribable bitterness. "These years have been good weather and the harvest is very good. But after paying the rent to the owner, he has to pay public grain and miscellaneous taxes. After paying it, he will leave seeds, and there will be few left. Even if he eats glutinous rice with wild vegetables every meal, he will only last until the end of the year. If the harvest is not good, even the rent is not enough. I still remember that five years ago, the seventh brother could not pay the rent and was beaten to death by the owner. If I hadn't been able to catch some fish, alas..."

A sigh is the helpless sadness of the people at the bottom.

Chu Yang also understood that in this era, almost no people have their own land.

The land has basically been annexed.

People can only rent them.

If the weather is good, you can barely fill your stomach; if God is not going well and you get sick or something, the family will be destroyed.

"Where is the government?"

Chu Yang's low path.

"Hey! They are all black-hearted wolves and evil ghosts!"

The old fisherman said viciously.

Then he was shocked and looked out the door.

At night, the bright moon hangs high in the air.

In the yard, three people sat and listened to the sound of insects, which was quiet.

"Brother Chu, are there any gods on the moon?"

Xiao Chong'er asked naively.

"What do you think?"

"It must be, otherwise why would the moon be on the verge of light? It must be the immortal who is lighting a big oil lamp?"

"Hahaha, there are indeed a group of people living on the moon, but they are not gods, but just a group of people who can fly!"

"Will you be a god if you can fly?"

"It's barely true!"

Chu Yang shrugged helplessly.

"Does the gods and immortals ignore the sufferings of the world?"

The old fisherman was stunned and in a daze.

"That's all a group of selfish ghosts. People still have to rely on themselves! I have heard a saying that the so-called "relying on mountains and mountains, relying on water and water flowing, relying on everyone to walk on themselves, and only relying on themselves can lead to their own world."

"Rely on yourself?" The old fisherman lowered his head and raised his hands. There were crisscrossing scars on his palms. They were traces left by long-term casting nets, and the sadness of working. "What can my hands do?"

"The spark can start a prairie fire!" After saying that, Chu Yang shook his head, "Here... there is no martial arts or Taoist skills, it is really too difficult."

"This is fate!"

"Is your life?" Chu Yang suddenly laughed, "Your life is very precious!"

"Brother is joking. We are just a bad life, maybe one day...!"

After looking at his granddaughter, the old fisherman did not continue, "What I can't let go of is the little insect, in the future, in the future..."

He looked at Chu Yang with a hint of prayer.

"Don't worry!"

Chu Yang understood the meaning of the old fisherman.

For him, maybe one day he will die, what should he do if he leaves a little granddaughter?

The old fisherman smiled, and his wrinkles bloomed: "Although the little insects are young, they are very diligent. They can do everything by washing clothes and boiling water!"

"It's indeed a good kid!"

Chu Yang nodded.

It was getting dark, and the old fisherman and the little insect went to bed one after another.

Chu Yang looked up at the moon, his mind was as water.

With a flash of his finger, two innate spiritual energy fell into the body of the old fisherman grandson. The innate spiritual energy washed the muscles and marrow, but it was tens of millions of times better than the magic pill.

the next day!

"I slept so well this time, it felt like I was twenty years younger!"

The old fisherman sat up from the bed, stretched out his arms, and couldn't help but say happily.

"Grandpa, your hair is black!"

The awakened little insect suddenly said.

"No, hair will only turn white, but no one will turn from white to black! Grandpa's hair is left with few black ones!"

"Grandpa, what I said is true!"

"real?"

"real!"

The old fisherman finally confirmed that all his hair was black.

Even the wrinkles are much less, and the strength is particularly strong. Even the granddaughter's skin is more watery and the strength is much higher.
To be continued...