"I see."
Shen Yi recalled the bloody sword techniques that appeared in his mind, each of which was filled with fierceness and violence.
It was obvious that it was tainted with a lot of the cruelty that belonged to demons, and it was completely impossible to tell that it was derived from the orthodox demon-killing sword technique.
Fight violence with violence!
This is a complete set of martial arts that truly belongs to the initial realm. It is not at the same level as the Zhengyang Sword that takes shortcuts and forces its way across the border.
In addition to his perfect cultivation in the initial stage, if he were to face the yellow-skinned man again, Shen Yi was confident that he could defeat him within three strikes.
He looked at the panel.
The demon only had 130 years left to live, and the rest was used on learning two other martial arts. Unfortunately, the gains were not great, and he only gained a talent similar to proficiency in fists and palms.
[As light as a swallow: Years of accumulation of Qinggong have made you more proficient in controlling your body, and your movements have become lighter]
All I can say is that something is better than nothing.
Shen Yi was not disappointed, as he now understood the function of this panel.
If you want to deduce new martial arts, the accumulation of "materials" is more important than time.
If you rely solely on your lifespan, you can only place your hope on illusory inspiration.
Only when you learn more martial arts by yourself, can you integrate them into your practice, draw inferences from one example to another, and thus create new things.
This is not something that can be accomplished by just sitting there and daydreaming with an empty mind.
For example, the Blood Evil Sword Technique combines the blood evil power in the beast essence, and the Wind and Thunder Treasure Scroll was able to evolve into the initial realm only because of the existence of the Zhengyang Sword.
"Be content with what you have."
My improvement in one night would probably take a lifetime for an ordinary person without the help of precious medicine or a miracle encounter.
This is already a great opportunity.
Shen Yi got up and looked at the closet, where were the clothes that Lin Baiwei had washed and dried for him.
He reached out and took it, removing his lining, revealing a body of nearly perfect muscle lines. The only flaw was that he was too lazy to even walk around the streets, so his skin was a cold white color and not very healthy.
This is not a big problem, just get more sun.
Shen Yi quickly changed his clothes and turned around to see the woman standing at the back door holding her breath.
"What's up?"
"Just take a walk."
Lin Baiwei withdrew her gaze with a lingering feeling, and rubbed her belly expectantly: "Is there any breakfast today?"
"wait for me."
Shen Yi turned around and went out, buying two pancakes at a stall. Thinking of the two martial arts books he hadn't gotten yet, he hesitated for a moment: "Adding eggs...how much?"
Logically speaking, he is the head of a police force after all and has no bad habits, so he should not be short of money.
My predecessor had many ways to make money. If I were to be ruthless...
"Uncle Shen, how much do two pancakes cost? Just order more if you like." The vendor nodded and bowed as he wrapped the pancake and handed it over.
"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary." Shen Yi shook his head and took out ten copper coins and placed them on the table.
Take breakfast home.
Shen Yi walked towards the yamen while biting a pancake, but halfway there he realized something was wrong.
I saw that passers-by all looked at me curiously, whether they were selling buns or picking vegetables. When I looked back, they quickly buried their heads and pretended to be busy with their work.
"From now on, if we encounter any evil spirits in Baiyun County, we have to look for him."
"Him? Master Shen?"
"What nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning? If you are worried that your daughter or wife is too innocent and has too much money in your pocket to spend, he can be of great help. Monster?" "Keep your voice down. Do you know what happened yesterday? There are no monsters in the western suburbs of the city. The peasants from the two villages said it themselves. The monsters all over the mountains and plains were beheaded and sent to our county. The leader is Master Shen."
Shen Yi, who is now a martial artist at the initial stage, takes in all the whispers around him.
He quickened his pace and stepped into the yamen classroom.
The situation inside was no different from usual, except that it seemed a little empty.
There were only four people in the huge yard. Chen Ji was sweeping the floor with a broom with an expressionless face. The Niu brothers and Zhang Dahu were squatting at the door of the house with dull eyes, looking at each other.
See Shen Yi come in.
Zhang Dahu jumped up from the ground and shouted at the top of his voice: "Master Shen, you are finally here! You have to make the decision for us!"
He rushed over, feeling very aggrieved.
"Why don't you let us patrol the streets? Why do you let us take care of monsters? The three streets in the west of the city have so much money. They are all the family businesses that our brothers have worked hard to save. But Song Tou ruined them with just one sentence!"
"Sir Shen, you are a favorite of Liu Dianli. How dare Song be so arrogant? He is not slapping us in the face, he is clearly..."
Chen Ji silently pushed him aside, came to Shen Yi's side, and said softly: "This is what the clerk meant."
The four people who remained in the classroom were exactly the ones who had gone to the Liu family tragedy scene yesterday.
Liu Dianli's meaning was already very clear.
Not only did he want to marginalize these people, he also wanted them to die so that others could see the consequences of following Shen Yi.
Aren't you very good at killing monsters?
Then I'll kill them all for you.
Post notices, make them public, first praise you to the highest, and then watch you fall coldly.
If you don't dare, then just be honest and don't do anything weird.
"He knew that you had killed the yellow fox, so he came in the middle of the night, got angry, and left before dawn, fearing that he would run into you."
Chen Ji smiled bitterly.
Obviously, the strength suddenly displayed by Shen Yi had severely shocked Liu Dianli, and it could even be said that he was terrified.
But it's still not enough...
Even the strong man invited back from Qingzhou by the magistrate, who also had the strength to fight against the yellow-skinned man, only received a salary of 600 taels of silver a month.
Six hundred taels of snowflake-patterned silver could kill an ordinary person, but if it were thrown into the muddy water of Baiyun County, it wouldn't even make a splash.
In addition to the dog monster, there are even more terrifying man-eating monsters outside the county.
Once a problem occurs, even if the Demon Suppression Bureau is dispatched, they will need to first take over the entire county, relocate the people, and then proceed step by step. It would be good if the problem of demons can be resolved within three to five years.
Don't underestimate it's just a few years.
For the county magistrate and other officials, all their ten years of hard work had been wasted. From then on, their future was bleak and it would be difficult for them to make any progress.
Even if the imperial court eliminated the evil and allowed him to sit in this position again, all he would have in his hands would be a poor county with a declining population, which would be absolutely unacceptable.
If it weren't for the fact that preventing the exorcism of demons is a capital crime punishable by the execution of nine generations of the clan, Shen Yi also possesses extraordinary martial arts.
I'm afraid the higher-ups are too lazy to even think of such a dirty plan and would just strip him of his clothes or have someone take his head.
"Lord Shen." Chen Ji had a complicated expression. He had a younger sister at home who needed to be taken care of, but he was suddenly labeled as Shen Yi's "accomplice" by his superiors. He couldn't help feeling heavy-hearted.
I am in this situation, and the other party is the primary target.
Thinking of this, he showed some sympathy in his eyes:
"Liu Dianli left me a message before he left. He said, if you have figured it out, bring a pot of water and wine to sit with him... He said that the county magistrate can give 600 taels to others, so how could he miss yours..."
(End of this chapter)