The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Chapter 199: Immortal Martial Arts, an extension of the cultivation system?

Yanjia Village is remote, hidden deep in the mountains and forests, but every morning when the sun wakes up, a thin mist fills the mountain stream, the air is cool and refreshing, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

The group of seven finally arrived at their destination. Yanjia Village was much larger than they had imagined. It was not the poor mountain village they had imagined. In fact, the houses were arranged in an orderly manner, and the gravel roads were straight and wide. Looking around, there were at least several hundred or nearly a thousand households. It was already larger than some county towns.

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly. The layout of the house alone was extremely unusual. It didn't seem like something that could be built in a poor mountain village.

Yan Shiliu told them that if one really wanted to trace the history of Yanjia Village back, it could be traced back to hundreds of years ago or even longer. Of course, he didn't know whether it was true or not, and maybe the elders in the clan were just bragging.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, he just told a few people what he knew.

He said.

The Yan family was once very powerful. Not only did they produce immortals, they were also the royal family of a dynasty.

Afterwards, the country was destroyed, and members of the Yan family either died or escaped. One branch of the Yan family hid in the deep mountains and forests, where they recuperated and reproduced.

Most of the elders in the tribe have never left the mountains and have no idea what era they are in.

Yan Shiliu murmured.

As they walked, everyone started discussing this topic. The old Taoist priest said that there might be some truth in this. Among the people present, he was the oldest and had lived the longest, already sixty years old, but still looked strong, which showed that his skill in cultivating Qi was indeed powerful.

In today's world, his age can be considered longevity.

The key point is that he happened to witness the changes of things throughout his life, and he himself also kept the pace of the times and mastered some powers that he had never imagined before.

Immortals...maybe they really exist.

It is they who are leading the changes in the world.

But it seems... they feel very anxious? ... The skinny old Taoist thought so for no reason. He didn't know where this conclusion came from.

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

Li Changxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, but soon returned to normal.

The group of seven stayed in Yanjia Village. Since Yanjia Village had almost no contact with the outside world, there were naturally no inns, restaurants, etc. Yan Shiliu had already made arrangements so that the seven people could stay at his house.

Everyone came to Yan Shiliu's home, which was a bamboo building. It was located in a remote area, but the space was spacious enough to accommodate seven people. When they walked into the bamboo building, they saw that the tables and stools inside were covered with a layer of dust. No one had lived there for a long time.

After everyone had worked to clean up, two rooms were vacated, one for men and one for women. The tired people lay down and fell asleep.

During the journey, the Gu girl complained a few times. She was in a bad mood and somewhat disliked this place. It wasn't that she was spoiled, but she simply made others uncomfortable.

As night fell, snoring soon began to sound in the bamboo building. After rushing all the way, his sleep was shallow and he had exerted a lot of effort. Now that he had this place to rest, he quickly felt sleepy.

Yan Shiliu also fell asleep. He would talk about exorcising the demon tomorrow.

Only Li Changxiao was not very sleepy. He sat alone at the door of the bamboo building, staring at the moon in a daze. It was not that he had anything on his mind, he just wanted to relax for a while occasionally.

Suddenly, I saw a figure dancing in the small courtyard in front of me, with sword light flashing under the moonlight, sometimes sharp, sometimes gentle. At the end of the dance, sword energy was revealed, and the long sword flew out three meters away, hovered for a few seconds, and then returned to the sheath on its own.

Li Changxiao looked at this scene and nodded secretly. If the previous mortal world was low-level martial arts, then now this "low-level martial arts" world has slowly transformed into a medium-level martial arts world.

Before this, although ordinary warriors also had internal force in their bodies, the powerful ones could also make their internal force penetrate their bodies and hit boulders several meters away. In close combat, it could even be comparable to Qi training or even foundation building.

But to achieve that level is already the pinnacle of martial arts, and the methods were too simple, unlike today, where there are so many different methods. Light Kung Fu can be like flying, warriors can step in the air several times, and swordsmen can fly their swords for a short time. This is the change.

It can also be considered as...

An extension of the immortal cultivation system?

Li Changxiao thought so.

The mortal warriors he has come into contact with so far... no, perhaps now, they can no longer be called mortal warriors. The starting point of the cultivators on this new route is not too high, and their greatest advantage is probably their long lifespan.

So far, the martial arts performed by the warriors he has come into contact with all have strong and heavy traces of immortal techniques and skills. For example, the martial arts performed by the mortal sword immortal in front of him are somewhat similar to those of a former force in Lingtianzhou: Youjianmen.

However, Li Changxiao also discovered that in the current world, although the reforms have achieved results, one word can be seen everywhere: chaos!

Whether it is the various schools or immortal martial arts, they are all very chaotic, a complete hodgepodge. Although the reform has changed the world, can it... prolong life?

Thinking.

The Moon-sword Fairy had already put away her sword. The two looked at each other. Cai Wei passed by with a cold expression. Li Changxiao didn't pay much attention to her. He leaned back and lay leisurely at the door. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Because it was between the mountains and forests, the night wind was very fresh, and carried the fragrance of soil and bamboo.

It makes you sleepy.

The next day.

The seven people woke up one after another, and the matter of exorcising the demon was soon put on the agenda. Yan Shiliu took a few people and went to visit the village chief first.

The chief of Yanjia Village was an old man, but he was in good shape. When he heard that these people were specially invited by Yan Shiliu to come back to eliminate the evil spirits, he did not believe it at first. But after the swordsman revealed a trick, the village chief was shocked and called them immortals. He was about to kneel down, but Yan Shiliu stopped him.

After the explanation, the village chief breathed a sigh of relief and complained to Yan Shiliu for not informing them in advance that since everyone was visiting the village, a banquet had to be set up to entertain them. Yan Shiliu scratched his head and smiled foolishly. He really had not thought of this. Besides, several people might not look down on the banquet in his own village. If the demon exorcism was delayed because of this, people would be even more unhappy.

Although Yanjia Village is large, it is isolated from the outside world. It has fertile fields, fruit trees, chickens, ducks, cattle and livestock. It is self-sufficient and has no problems at all. Of course, there is a more important reason. Yanjia Village is remote, and it takes several weeks for several people with unique skills to barely set foot here, not to mention ordinary people.

After informing the village chief in advance, the demon-exorcism mission finally began. When the group was about to leave, the village chief specially chased them out, holding two chickens and a basket of pears in his hands to express his gratitude. Afterwards, he warmly praised Yan Shiliu, saying that he was such a filial and good child.

Yan Shiliu declined several times, but finally accepted it. It would be a good opportunity for him to go back tonight and cook a chicken for them.