Chapter 720

Birds swept across the long sky.

The villagers stopped, and the porters and peddlers put down the shoulder poles, looking up at the red pillar rising with smoke in the air.

A heavy pressure fell on their hearts, making it hard for people to breathe.

"What's going on? What kind of movement is that in Liang's house?"

"What's so strange? It's nothing more than Master Liang's divine skill being completed and his cultivation advancing."

"That's right, Master Liang's cultivation is first-class, and he can let the Emperor call him to the capital specially and reward him with a title. It's not strange, not strange."

After chatting a few words, the crowd stopped and withdrew their gazes, each busy with their own things, flowing again.

Time has passed.

Yixing Town is no longer the small water-ze village with only a few cats and dogs that it was at the beginning, wondering at everything strange.

"A small town, two Hunting Tigers, full of talents."

In the Yixing Town martial arts hall, Tang Zutao, Lin Yao, and other martial arts hall masters had different thoughts. They knew why Liang Qu went to the capital, and the one breaking through now must be someone else.

The situation in Pingyang Prefecture is different, and it has newly merged with Lanzhou, making it difficult to rank.

Placed in other prefectures, with two Hunting Tigers sitting in town, developing for a few decades, patiently managing industries, they are enough to be called a big clan, taking more concubines, raising more offspring, and cultivating the best, making it difficult to decline or fail.

If you jump out of Liang's house itself and put your vision on Yang Dongxiong, things are even more incredible. With a Perfected Form Jiang Zongshi at the head and several Hunting Tigers following closely, going to Nanzhili or the capital might not be too face-saving, but they can still occupy a place!

"Fortunately, I came early. Don't talk about a year later; if I came half a year later, I wouldn't even be able to eat."

"I should donate more to the River God Festival in the middle of the year..."

"What are you doing in a daze? Even if you look until your eyes are broken, can other people's cultivation come to you? Continue to stand on the stake! Continue to practice martial arts!

Liang Hengwei is your Yixing person. Many people can't ask for it. You should feel lucky and take him as an example! Restrain yourself! Be strong in the future, do more righteous deeds, and make the word Yixing live up to its name!"

The customs of a place can be changed, and the habits of a place can be reformed.

Customs are not difficult to transform, from top to bottom; habits are not difficult to reform, from near to far.

The former Yixing citizens' customs were not very good, nor were they too bad, and there was no big difference from the thousands of towns in the world. But since Liang Qu emerged, after several years of change, it really had a bit of the appearance of "Prospering Righteousness." Every winter, there were always two or three porridge sheds set up.

The little waves surged, slapping the shore layer by layer.

In the square pond, mud and sand drifted up, and broken grass scraps mixed with willow catkins danced wildly.

Liang Qu's clothes corner swayed gently.

The fat catfish narrowed its eyes, feeling deeply bad. After the fat worm, another Dragon-man had entered the Demon Beast realm, and it was even more exaggerated than the Shenlong, breaking through on its own without help!

It's urgent for the fish!

The fat catfish wagged its tail, spinning in circles.

The old giant clam felt dizzy, muttered two sentences, and closed its thick shell.

A quarter of an hour later.

The red pillar dissipated.

Long Pingjiang restrained his qi-blood, his eyelids trembling slightly.

Liang Qu shouted: "Meditate and realize with peace of mind, don't rush for a moment!"

The restrained qi-blood was released again.

Although Long Binglin and others wanted to know the result, they didn't want to delay the tribespeople's cultivation because of a moment of impatience.

Evening.

Red clouds filled the sky.

Zhang Da Niang prepared the dishes, Chen Xiu ignited the stove fire, and when the oil emitted heat waves, he sprinkled the big ingredients.

Sizzle!

White smoke rose, and the fragrance of Sichuan peppercorns filled the courtyard.

Long Pingjiang, who had been practicing for a day, had his stomach rumbling, completely restrained his qi-blood, and opened his eyes.

Long Pinghe stood up with a swish.

"Big brother, how is it?"

"Refreshing!" Long Pingjiang held his palm, and the surging power moved like a tide.

Long Zong Yin asked: "Is there any feeling of shackles?"

Long Pingjiang sank his heart to experience it and shook his head: "Back to Third Elder, no!"

"Really? Why don't you experience it again?" Long Zong Yin was rarely nervous, fearing an empty joy.

"Really!"

Long Pingjiang was categorical, without any room for doubt, eliminating the worry and loss of the Dragon-men in the field.

The feeling of bloodline shackles is completely different from the difficulty of cultivation. He believed he couldn't be wrong.

The former gives people the feeling of being no different from a copper wall and iron wall, unable to take half a step, while the latter is like a muddy swamp filled with thick fog, heavy, tired, and even getting lost or taking a fork in the road, but not to the point of being unable to move an inch.

The Dragon-men surrounded Long Pingjiang, asking all kinds of questions.

"It's a good investment..."

Liang Qu remembered that when he completed the Pingjiang and Pinghe brothers, it only cost a few thousand essence numbers.

Communicate with the Ze Ding.

Long Pingjiang still showed that he could evolve, but the number was more than twenty thousand less.

Judging from past experience, the higher the realm, the more essence is needed for completion. Completion is like a correction of deviation, bending the deviated track back.

The deviation of low realm is small, the difficulty of correction is small, and the high realm is the exact opposite.

Therefore, the correction of deviation, although the person himself has not obtained a qualitative leap in evolution, is no different from curing years of hidden injuries, and his own strength has improved more or less.

Long Yao and Long Li used a gauze net to fish out the sea butterflies and gently put them into the pond.

The fat catfish sighed and turned its belly up.

The fish is tired.

Lie flat.

"Incredible, truly incredible, the bloodline has become strong again..."

Long Zong Yin touched Long Pingjiang's bones, then took blood, his eyes burning, adding reverence.

Master Liang is truly a divine monkey.

Not only is Long Jun alive, he is simply stronger than the old Long Jun!

Enough to be called the first strange species in Jianghuai!

Heaven favors the Dragon-man tribe!

It's just a pity that currently only the Pingjiang and Pinghe brothers are favored. Like the essence blood of Long Jun in the past, it needs to be rewarded to meritorious officials.

Fortunately, there is no rush for a moment.

The biggest difficulty has long been disintegrated, and every step taken afterward is a gain!

Gurgle.

The meat soup fragrance continued the dissipated Sichuan peppercorn flavor.

The fragrance in the air became heavier.

Although the Dragon-man Elder wanted to say a few more words, seeing this situation, it was not good to stay any longer, so he proposed to leave.

Liang Qu opened his mouth: "First Elder, Third Elder, why be in a hurry? Just stay for a meal. I've been preparing dishes all afternoon and specially made a few extra portions."

"Exactly, the food here can be called a must, better than many restaurants." Su Guishan stepped into the courtyard and looked at Liang Qu. "Just after leaving the office, since the Dragon-man Elder is here in person, why didn't you tell me about such a big event?"

At the dinner table.

The old monk didn't speak while eating, silently moving his chopsticks.

Su Guishan talked happily with the First Elder, looking at Liang Qu and Long Eying from time to time.

After the banquet.

The Dragon-man Elder said goodbye.

The hall gradually emptied.

Su Guishan called Liang Qu over.

"Is that girl of yours really the granddaughter of the Dragon-man First Elder?"

"I said it early on, why would I lie to you?"

"Then why has she been following you? It's been several months, right? Since October last year?"

"A life-saving grace, she's my path protector."

Su Guishan felt Liang Qu was talking nonsense, but didn't go into it deeply. He stroked his beard and thought: "Great-uncle doesn't count as you calling me in vain. If you want to win the granddaughter of the First Elder and completely win over the Dragon-man tribe, the betrothal gifts and bride price will go through the Heposuo public account. I'll pay for you!"

"Can this thing go through the public account?" Liang Qu was incredible.

"Why not? Just treat it as half a marriage alliance. The Dragon-man First Elder is a Heavenly Human Jiang Zongshi in the water, one is worth two or three. It's not impossible for the imperial court to give out Great Medicines of Creation."

Liang Qu clicked his tongue.

Su Guishan is worthy of being the former Prefecture Master. The way of official accounting is definitely not something he can understand in a year or two.

Thought for a while.

"There's not even a stroke of the character eight yet..."

"Whether you have a stroke or not, if you don't want to, can I force you?" Su Guishan leaned on the back of the chair. "Anyway, I'll put the words here. Whether you can earn good things depends on your own ability."

(End of this chapter)