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Chapter 335 The Group of Beasts Had Dao and Fist Dao Pictograms

Tiger and leopard walk alone, cats and dogs serve people. Everything has its own way, and all social creatures have their own rules. If it weren't for the fact that it was a battle between groups in the living space, normally, the pack of wolves would only be seventy-two. If they exceeded this number, they would be able to kill each other. Unless the pack was in a sorry state, they would not be able to stop killing each other. Therefore, if the wolves were in a sorry state, their numbers would definitely exceed seventy-two. The herd of rats and snakes also had their own rules. Rats numbered more than ten thousand, and they would definitely give birth to kings. There was a limit to how far they could advance and retreat, and there was a way to kill them alive.

Snakes usually don't like to live in groups and often gather because of the aura of female snakes. Apart from that, the snakes like to follow the underground worms the most in order to catch the aura of the ancestral spirit worms. Rats alone were no match for snakes, but rats were their nemesis. Driving the snakes was also the Rat King's specialty. The escaping rat that Gu Tianyou had killed was a strange creature born of the connection of Yin and Yang between the Rat King and Mu Dong'er. Mu Dong'er became anxious after its death and immediately urged the rats to drive the pack of snakes to take revenge.

Lin Hongjin tore the Rat's corpse into two pieces and turned it into a ball of blood mist. Then, his aura turned into a cloud and enveloped Gu Tianyou. The old fellow seemed to have risked his life. Gu Tianyou leapt over and pressed down on the back of his neck. People who had practiced the mud pill, regardless of whether it was martial arts or cultivation, how many tendons would grow in this area to communicate with the entire body of his spine? Gu Tianyou hadn't been ruthless before because he wanted to give him a fluke to lure him to tell the truth. At this moment, seeing that this old fellow was seriously injured and still dared to play with his life, he was no longer merciless and used a wisp of his strength to break this Demon Tendon Dao Rope.

This place was cut off. No matter how high his soul cultivation was, it couldn't reach his body. Even if Lin Hongjin's Origin Yang Dao Spirit, which had been cultivating hard for a hundred years, was completely crippled, this body that had consumed countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures to cultivate his Grandmaster's physique, could no longer be used to perform those miraculous techniques. Most importantly, Yin Yang produced Yuan Qi. This Qi was the foundation of his soul cultivation. If he broke this vein, he would lose the foundation to restore the Warlock Great Grandmaster.

Lin Hongjin let out a miserable scream, and his heart immediately turned ashen. "Little monkey, you dare to break this old man's hundred-year-old Dao Physique. Even if this old man's soul enters the path of ghosts, I will not let you go!" He scolded.

Gu Tianyou looked at him coldly and snorted, "Old bastard, it's not easy for you to enter the path of ghosts. After leaving this mountain and arriving at the southern boundary of Yunnan, I will definitely find someone who understands your path to help you."

Lin Hongjin's voice was fierce. He wished that he could swallow Gu Tianyou and not even let go of his hatred. '"Little monkey, don't be complacent. Let alone leave this mountain, don't expect this calamity to happen right now. My female Rat Soldier is a hundred-year-old wooden dog. She has taken care of the Rat Kingdom all over the Nine Continents of the Northern Latitude and the Eastern Longitude. You have the resentment of a Rat. Even if you walk to the horizon, that old bird will find you."

Gu Tianyou was too lazy to argue with him, so he hurriedly carried the old fellow on his way. In such a short period of time, the bamboo in the bamboo forest suddenly collapsed without a breeze, and a group of rats surged over like a tide. Everything that blocked the rat path was eaten clean. In the blink of an eye, the hundred-year-old that had shocked her soul was wrapped around her. In a moment, there was only a bloody skeleton left.

The rat tide came from the southwest. Gu Tianyou decided to take Lin Hongjin to the southeast. The rats were under Mu Donger's command and were reluctantly chasing after him. The steeper the mountain ahead, the more dangerous it became, but to the Snake-Rat Faction, it was almost unaffected. Gu Tianyou carried a living person and ran around for several days. Gradually, he began to feel exhausted.

Lin Hongjin hated Gu Tianyou to death. He kept saying, "Gu, stop running. What are you running for? There are plenty of snake rats in this mountain. As long as Mu Dong'er cries out, she can gather a formation at any time. Once you get out of this mountain and enter the city, you will only kill more people. The old bird will never stop killing you. Do you understand?"

Gu Tianyou smiled indifferently and said, "I will go where I should go. Lin Hongjin, you should worry more about your own affairs." He added, "Everything is born with its own limitations. This daddy doesn't understand Warlock techniques, but he also knows that no matter how powerful this thing is, it has its own nemesis."

Lin Hongjin sneered, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that day."

Gu Tianyou was confident and said, "I don't believe that the Snake-Rat Army will always follow me like this. Don't forget, I have also heard of the Bug Book Beast Scripture."

Once this rat became a country, it would be an indiscriminate attack, but it would only attack within a certain range. Even if it was driven by Mu Yi'er, it would not cross the lightning pool by half a step. This range was based on the main road, so both the Beast Taming Scripture and the Book of Insect Control said that there was no way for rats to escape. This road referred to the Zhou Road. Wen Wang divided the latitude and longitude. The east-west road was the latitude and the north-south road was the longitude. According to this, the world was divided into nine major roads. The roads were between the nine continents and between the prefectures. Before the Spring and Autumn Period, the world had always been like this.

There were thirty-six longitudes and seventy-two latitudes in the world. They formed a chessboard and circled around it. The four seas and the universe were divided according to this. Width of warp, weft, ring and field are different, and each track is 8 feet wide, about 20 centimeters per week. Lu Rong rode three tracks, Dao Rong two tracks, Tu Rong one track, Zhen walked the oxcart, the path was a field path for horses.

Zhou Sikong has a post, in charge of the world civil engineering and roads, and there are clear rules: Sikong Tu, scheduled inspections, timely maintenance; Rain and apart from the way, water dried up into a beam, tree to table, set despicable food to defend the road, and, the road of the country, ten li have lu, lu have food, thirty li have lodging, lodging have road room, road room has a commission, fifty li have the city, city name hou hall, hou hall has a product. The secret of the plan, the detail of the overall plan, and even more so than today's people.

King Wen of Zhou had once spread the word that all beasts knew about Zhou Lu. The vicissitudes of life, the changes of the times, the Ancient Zhou Road had long since changed, but the longitude and latitude plans were eternal, the herds of beasts had their own ways, and they scrupulously abided by them. Rats are but paths, an irreversible instinct of living things. As long as she managed to survive this latitude, if Mu Dong'er still wanted to activate it, she would have to reorganize the Snake-Rat army.

Along the way, the two of them had their own schemes. They drank the morning dew together and endured the mountain breeze together. Although they did not share the same painstaking effort, they could be considered to be in the same tribulation. Lin Hongjin was well-educated, knowledgeable in astronomy, geography, and the scenery of the world. Gu Tianyou had benefited a lot from this escape. On the other hand, even though the old man hated Gu Tianyou very much and had walked hundreds of kilometers along the mountain path, he had no choice but to admire the young man's determination.

The two of them crossed mountains and mountains. Because there were snakes and rats chasing after them, they didn't want to implicate others, so they only chose a path that was sparsely populated. On this day, it seemed that they had already crossed a certain path, and the army of snakes and rats behind them finally stopped following them.

At the end of the road, there was a cliff in front of him. Gu Tianyou was stunned for a moment. A loud roar came from the distant wind, and there was a waterfall at the bottom of the slope. Gu Tianyou didn't waste any time talking to him as he sprinted over with the old man on his back.

What a spectacular waterfall!

The water came from the sky and flowed through eternity.

Layer after layer, he looked back to see if it was a waterfall, looking down, or a waterfall. Standing beside the water, feeling the abundant energy formed by the heavens and the earth, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. For the great creativity of nature! The water vapor in the sky condensed into a stream that rolled down from the high mountains, nourishing everything and giving off vigor. The water flowed downwards. This was the Heavenly Dao.

Gu Tianyou suddenly threw Lin Hongjin on the ground and began to practice his fist. First, he practiced the Form-Intent Tiger Form Fist, then he practiced Tai Chi, and then he practiced the Eight Trigrams. Tiger has the ability to jump a stream, Tai Chi has the virtue of yin and yang, Eight Trigrams has the nature of wandering dragons. Normally, they don't feel anything when they play a routine. Now that they play it, their hearts suddenly become clear. So these punches are all for practicing. Only by closing the logic of nature would one be able to experience the true taste of this punch.

Cultivation was the technique of meditating and nourishing the soul in the sect, and the fighting technique was equivalent to the divine ability that the Warlocks had come up with by borrowing the various physical phenomena of the heavens and the earth. Previously, he had valued fighting techniques, but in fact, it was only an additional product brought by training techniques. It could be used to kill people, but it was mainly for the sake of comprehending higher-level training techniques.

Lin Hongjin sat on the stone and watched Gu Tianyou enlighten himself with a cold gaze. He couldn't help but feel jealous and hateful. He said angrily, "There are many monks in front of Hell's Gate. You don't even know that the higher your cultivation realm is, the farther away you are from the Grand Dao. Do you know that you're going to die?"

Gu Tianyou ignored him and listened very clearly, but his heart was not affected at all. All sorcerer's divine abilities and martial arts techniques were forgotten. Even the current danger was forgotten. In this world, he was bathed in vitality and enjoyed the pleasure of moving with the rhythm of nature.

His body became more and more relaxed, and the exhaustion in his body and mind had long since been swept away. Behind him, every movement and silence was a bionic transformation. Dragons were dragons and tigers were tigers. It was as if they had transformed into two ancient creatures. Suddenly, when he was practicing Tai Chi, his entire body seemed to be gradually becoming invisible. This kind of dreamy and indescribable feeling was indescribably refreshing.

Lin Hongjin couldn't help but curse, "Hey, I lost your mother. Yin and Yang transformed into a Qi. The Dao is invisible, and the Dead Horse Monkey's fist has also entered the Dao."

The fist entered the path. It wasn't that his cultivation had risen by much, Instead, he had improved his cultivation technique, Regardless of whether it was the Five Elements Fist, the Form-Insight Fist, or the Taiji Eight Trigrams, all fist techniques were comprehended by the great masters. These techniques were divided into tangible and intangible. The tangible fist practiced the external muscles, bones, skin, and physique, while the intangible fist practiced the essence, spirit, and physique. It was best to find the feeling of losing the body.

When a martial practitioner's physical strength and spirit reached the Grandmaster Realm, they would be considered to have entered the Dao. However, what they learned was something from other people. If they wanted to establish a sect, they had to have their own things. They had to disappear the fist forms they had learned and cultivate a few more things that they could comprehend through their own natural Dao Unity techniques. Only then would they be qualified to establish a sect. Many great masters left behind in the history of Qing dynasty might not have reached the peak of martial arts, but they were fortunate enough to become the person who created the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, Gu Tianyou had this intention. The fist-traveling technique gradually loosened, and the dragon-shaped tiger's Yin-Yang state had long since disappeared. The thing that was gradually being struck out was like this flowing waterfall, full of vitality and masculinity. When he practiced his fist and even forgot his feelings, the immortal blurted out a drop of wine. He was heroic and immediately recalled that he was born with a natural talent that would be useful. When he said that he had lost all his money, a burst of pride suddenly erupted and he jumped down the waterfall.

The cold water stirred, and his heart returned. He was bathed in this huge waterfall of mountains and swamps, and he felt his entire body dripping with indescribable pleasure. Suddenly, he remembered Lin Hongjin and hurriedly turned around to look up. The old man was standing on the waterfall trembling as he looked down. If he wanted to go up and catch him again, he felt that there was no need. He had used all sorts of torture, humiliation, coercion, and temptation along the way. He had already said what he was willing or able to say. If this old man left him alive, the people of Long Xing Society would not let him off. It would not be a bad thing for him and the disciples of Three-flower Sect to stand in front of him.

Thinking of this, Suddenly floating out of the water, He waved goodbye to the old man. "Old man, Let's say goodbye, Now that the whole world knows that you've done a great job, "If you leave Jianghu, there probably won't be anyone who will kill you in this world. However, if you are unwilling, you will create trouble. I advise you to weigh your weight before you make any moves. Compared to Long Xing Society, your Three-flower Sect is just a grass-roots team and is simply unable to withstand a single blow!"

Lin Hongjin raised his voice and said, "Dead Horse Monkey, watch out for too many nighttime walks. I'll see hell at the Meng Lan Festival."