Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 94 How can I live without my junior sister? !
In a valley in the northwest corner of Lijia Village.

The sounds of fierce fighting could be heard from time to time.

Occasionally there were bursts of shouting.

And the sound of earth and rocks collapsing and trees falling.

Finally, all the sounds suddenly turned into a scream.

In the field.

A bald middle-aged man lay on the ground, his eyes wide open and his face full of unwillingness.

Several warriors looked at Tang Junwen with admiration on their faces, and even whispered in amazement from time to time:
"You are worthy of being Brother Tang. This evil cultivator is no match for me at all!"

"How can an ordinary person at the peak of Qi Condensation compare to our Senior Brother Tang? Even among the four heroes, he is still superior to the other three."

"I think we should be the team that succeeded in hunting the fastest, but how should we divide the points?

We didn't have time to make any effort to hunt down this evil cultivator, and he was killed by Senior Brother Tang."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Tang won't treat you unfairly. Everyone will get points. Don't forget, we are from the same faction!"

"Brother Tang is so awesome!"

"Praise Brother Tang!"

……

Waves of cheers came one after another.

Seeing Tang Junwen's slightly furrowed brows, a confidant seemed to sense something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Tang, do you have any questions?"

Tang Junwen looked at the corpse of the evil cultivator and said with a serious expression:
"There's something wrong with this person."

The confidant hesitated and said:
"Although it's a bit wrong that he wants to shave off all our hair, this doesn't seem to be a big deal, right?"

“It’s not a question of character.”

Tang Junwen said in a gloomy voice:

“When we were fighting just now, I found that this person’s strength was constantly changing. At the beginning, he was slightly weaker than an ordinary peak Qi Condensation expert.

But soon, he reached the level of ordinary Qi Gathering Peak, and later he even reached the level of Su He, Wen Botao and others.

In the end I killed him, and his strength was no weaker than mine."

"If I hadn't been able to kill him in time, would he have advanced to the Violent Qi Realm in the end?"

Hearing this speculation, the confidant beside him couldn't help but look shocked.

After a moment of silence, he replied with a dry laugh:

"It shouldn't be that serious, right? Looking at the entire Qingcang County, there are at least eighty people trapped at the threshold of violent anger, if not a hundred. How can this step be crossed so easily?"

"None of this can be said for sure."

Tang Junwen shook his head and said:

“If you have read the classics in the Martial Arts Hidden Tower, you will know that there are actually profound and mysterious methods in the outside world that have no realm threshold.

What seems like a difficult barrier for us to overcome in our lifetime is no obstacle at all for those people.

They may even wonder why it takes so long to advance from Qi Condensation to Qi Burst. Shouldn't this be a natural progression? "

“The evil cultivators who are being rewarded this time have all reached the peak of Qi Gathering. Even though there are quite a few in the county who have reached the peak of Qi Gathering, I have never heard of them. It feels like they suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

I have reason to guess that they came from outside. If that is true, then it is not surprising that they have mastered a profound method with no threshold, or a method that can temporarily break through the realm. "

"These are just your guesses. Maybe this person is on the verge of promotion?"

"I hope so."

Tang Junwen sighed softly:
"Otherwise, this mission might go terribly wrong."

While they were chatting, two junior brothers had already lifted up the body of the bald middle-aged man, ready to use it as a voucher for exchanging points.

There was a "click" sound.

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound of branches being crushed in the woods.

A young man in blue clothes and with a melancholy look walked slowly out of the woods.

Seeing the alert faces of the people on the field, he smiled apologetically and asked in a gentle voice:
"Have you met my junior sister?" "Sorry, we haven't."

Tang Junwen looked alert and responded immediately.

The man in green looked at everyone on the field and shook his head.
"No, you must have seen it. My sister was walking in this direction. There was no way you could have missed her. Why did you lie to me?"

Now, everyone realized that something was wrong, and they all became alert, forming a semicircle facing each other.

Seeing the bald middle-aged man thrown on the ground, the man in green suddenly widened his eyes:
"Junior sister! Junior sister, what's wrong with you?!"

The man in green came up to the bald middle-aged man like a ghost.

He hugged the other's body with a look of sorrow on his face.

The two warriors nearby looked at the man in green who suddenly appeared in front of them, and immediately staggered back as if they had seen a ghost.

"Junior sister! Junior sister!"

"I told you to wait for me at home. Now that I have mastered my magical power, why are you leaving me?!"

The man in green cried out loudly, as if he was complaining, and was extremely sad.

But soon, his crying stopped abruptly:

"No, my elder brother said that my junior sister had died a long time ago."

"But I can't live without my junior sister! How can I live without her?!"

The man in green stood up shakily and looked at Tang Junwen and the others, with a hint of enlightenment gradually appearing in his eyes:
"That's right! Since you killed my junior sister, then you will be my junior sisters!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Hey, hey, I have more junior sisters now!"

"Let me help you get rid of the excess and become my qualified junior sister!"

The green-clothed man's momentum surged, and in the blink of an eye he entered a state of rage. He dodged towards a nearby warrior, and attacked his crotch with his five fingers forming claws, but was stopped in time by Tang Junwen who rushed up.

There was only a sharp roar in the air:
"Run away!"

……

"Push!"

The birds were startled and flew up.

But they were just a few crows.

Ning Yan wiped the water droplets on the back of his hand, and a bright red color instantly spread out.

That was not water, but blood.

Human blood.

Ning Yan suddenly looked towards the stone forest in front of him.

Several warriors knelt on the ground in a semicircle among the rubble in the forest, with their hands clasped together, their faces showing various emotions such as pain, shock, anger, etc.

Strips of bright red blood sausage were pulled out from their abdomens, wrapped around their necks, and finally fell into their clasped hands.

Like praying, like offering a sacrifice.

A tall and thin middle-aged man was squatting in front of the warrior on the far right, carefully adjusting his hand movements.

When he first saw Ning Yan, his face was immediately filled with joy, as if he had met an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time, and he said in a very familiar voice:
"Ah, you came just in time. I'm only missing the last piece of my painting 'The Offering of the Seven Saints'. With you, it will be complete."

"wrong."

Ning Yan suddenly said:

"This picture is obviously enough with just you, why do you need to add someone else to make it more complicated?"

The tall and thin middle-aged man was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then said with a distressed look on his face:

“But if I put myself on it, what will I do with my paintings in the future?
I don't have any special talents, but I like painting. Even my elder brother praises my paintings for being vivid and realistic.

Without paintings, there would be no value in my existence.

I want to use my talent for painting to bless this beautiful world!"

(End of this chapter)