Chapter 108 Re-cultivating Martial Arts
In a deep alley.

Hu San and two other men rushed out, each swinging their fists and feet, hitting Zhou Yan's limbs, trying to disable Zhou Yan's ability to move and seize his money.

Zhou Yan just raised his eyes slightly and raised his hand.

"As hooligans, you can't even be considered as robbers.

This little trick is useless against a stronger person, so how dare you come out and mess around."

"What should I say to you?"

As the sound rose and fell, Zhou Yan used his palm as a knife, and from top to bottom, he mobilized the strength of his muscles and first chopped at Wang Liu who was closest to him.

While the man was still in the air, he was hit on the head by a palm.

boom!
Before he could even make a sound, he fell to the ground.

The top of his head was sunken, and spots of red and white were seeping out. His legs twitched slightly and then stopped moving. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.

"The third one!"

Hu San's eyes were red, and he put more strength in his hands. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and no longer tried to hit Zhou Yan's lower back, but went straight for Zhou Yan's chin!
At this moment, he no longer cared whether the young man in black had any background.

Many years of friendship.

You killed his brother and you still want to live?

Liu Qing also became furious. He turned around and kicked Zhou Yan in the vitals.

"How dare you be distracted during a fight?"

Zhou Yan sighed lightly, turned his chopped hand knife, grabbed Hu San's arm, and before he could react, twisted it again.

Click, click, click!
After three consecutive sounds, Hu San's arm was bent beyond recognition and was almost pulled off by Zhou Yan. It was swinging in the air like a ribbon.

Whoosh!

Zhou Yan dodged Liu Qing's kick by leaning sideways, then bent forward and hit him in the vital part of his lower body with his elbow, directly disrupting his balance.

Make it fall to the ground.

He then covered his lower body and howled in pain, and after a few breaths, he fainted.

"You! 伱! You!"

Hu San's face was pale and he was breathing heavily frantically.

They never imagined that the person in front of them had a loose body and unsteady steps, and did not look like he had learned any martial arts.

Now, in just a moment, the situation has turned around.
Zhou Yan ignored the three people, just bent down and groped from their arms, and got some silver coins and a small silver note.

"A few thugs, with so much money on them, must they have just robbed someone?"

Zhou Yan shook the banknotes and was in a good mood.

Compared with the dark-skinned middle-aged man's condition, this amount of money was already quite a lot. Normally, a few thugs shouldn't carry so much money with them.

I'm afraid these people have just completed an order.

After taking a look at the half-dead men, Zhou Yan did not continue to kill them.

After all, there is a high probability that there are ruffians behind him. If his reputation is damaged, they will definitely come forward to retaliate against him. He cannot let go of a bag of money that will keep him flowing in the short term.

Who says that you can't gain benefits by being chivalrous and righteous?

"Huh? This is it?"

Zhou Yan took a look at what he got and was a little surprised.

After that, he counted the potentially valuable things on the people, Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction, straightened his clothes, and left the alley.

Only moss remains in the deep alley.

Two fainted, and a struggling and squirming thug.

Walking out of the alley, Zhou Yan adjusted his clothes amid some surprised looks.

Hu San and his companions were quite notorious in the neighborhood, and they were not big troublemakers. They only stole and robbed the poor and did not mess with the rich or the government officials.

I have always lived a carefree life.

Just now, the young man in black was being followed and everyone thought he would be robbed, but from the looks of it now, it seems that nothing is wrong.

That.
Didn't care about other people's eyes.

Zhou Yan picked a side at random, walked onto the street, followed the flow of people, strolled around aimlessly, and observed the surrounding environment at the same time.

By the way, get some information.

The general public, gossip, all kinds of hearsay, regardless of whether they are true or false, if you pay attention, you can still analyze some things.

Intelligence does not necessarily require interrogation.

His mind was slightly focused. Ordinary people's five senses were not very high, but Zhou Yan's realm was high enough to make the most of his body.

Therefore, it is also possible to do some extraordinary things.

"Have you heard that the young master of the Wang family visited a brothel and was caught by his wife, who gave him a good beating!"

"A few days ago, I heard that several villages and towns not far from us seemed to have been looted by bandits, and the losses were reportedly heavy."

"The former martial saint is now a scholar and still holds a high position. How amazing!"

Information flowed through Zhou Yan's mind.

As the mind constantly fluctuates, unimportant information is eliminated, while the key information is analyzed and retained.

"The Martial Saint gave up martial arts and turned to literature."

Zhou Yan's eyes flashed, and he murmured to himself:

"Hong Xuanji"

If we talk about this world, in the Daqian Dynasty, there is only one person who gave up military service and turned to literature, held a high position, and was famous throughout the world and had amazing talent.

He is also the biological father of 'Yi Zi'.

Following the flow of people, Zhou Yan soon saw a tavern.

It is about ten feet high and has about three floors. There are waiters outside greeting customers and leading horses, so it is not small in scale.

"This is it. It's not bad."

Zhou Yan had an idea and chose to stay here temporarily.

Taverns are mostly used for eating and drinking, where friends gather to chat and talk. It is a mixed crowd and is quite chaotic.

This is how it becomes easier to get information.

"Hey, are you alone, sir?"

At the door, the waiter had very good eyesight. When he saw Zhou Yan coming, his eyes lit up, and then he came forward and asked in a flattering manner, "How many of you are there?"

"One person, a single table."

Zhou Yan nodded and said casually.

"Okay, here comes a guest!"

The waiter immediately shouted loudly and asked someone to bring the guest in.

After entering, Zhou Yan followed the waiter to an empty table, sat down, and ordered some fairly common dishes and meat, as well as a pot of tea.

Then the waiter turned and left, and quickly served tea.
In the distance, two people pushed open the door.

Zhou Yan's eyes flashed, then calmed down.

One of them was dressed as a swordsman. After entering the tavern, he randomly found a table and slammed the sword at his waist on the table.

"Waiter, serve the wine and the meat!"

Then he smiled and invited the people who were traveling with him to sit down:
"Brother Hua, sit down!"

"Brother Liu, please."

The man with the surname Hua was much gentler and did not act ostentatiously. He just smiled helplessly and then sat down with a wave of his sleeves.

The waiter nearby ran over quickly, took note of the food and drinks they ordered, and when he saw that the two men did not continue to make things difficult, he breathed a sigh of relief and left.

People in this profession are afraid of people who practice martial arts.

If something doesn't go your way, it would be fine if you just smash some bowls, chopsticks, wine and food, it's not a big deal. But if you get angry for no reason and become an innocent victim and get beaten, then you have no way to seek justice.

As for reporting to the police
Liu Ziyun sat down on the wooden chair, put away his sword, and looked a little gloomy. After taking the wine brought by the waiter, he immediately drank the whole glass and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Liu, what's going on?"

Hua Long's expression changed and he asked.

"Not that damn thing yet"

Liu Ziyun was halfway through his words when he seemed to wake up. He looked around vigilantly, and when he saw nothing unusual, he continued in a low voice.

"You know, Hong Xuanji proposed to cut down mountains and destroy temples. I don't know how many sects were damaged. The court confiscated their homes and exterminated their families, and looted their martial arts manuals and various silver coins."

"And the Great Zen Temple is a thousand-year-old temple!"

Liu Ziyun said with a gloomy face.

Although his family was not a thousand-year-old temple or a holy place for martial arts, it was still a powerful and influential sect with considerable influence in one area.

Although he has not been harmed yet.

But who can predict the future?

"Brother Liu, your Qingyun Martial Arts School is the most famous place for martial arts training in the three cities. It has a great reputation, and it has not been attacked yet. Maybe..."

Hua Long's face darkened when he heard this.

"Qingyun Martial Arts School has not been attacked, but if Hong Xuanji continues like this, sooner or later the army will trample over it."

"I heard that the Purple Thunder Sword Sect was brutally wiped out, and all the martial arts secrets and Taoist manuals were looted. The place is now deserted."

"How can we not let the rabbit die and the fox mourn!"

Liu Ziyun sighed deeply and said softly.

The Purple Thunder Sword Sect is neither far nor close to the Qingyun Martial Arts School, within a radius of dozens of miles. I wonder how long it will take for it to be his turn?

"This"

Hua Long was at a loss for words to comfort him.

This situation is basically equivalent to waiting to die. If you are lucky, you can escape it. If you are unlucky, you can just spend your money to save your life.

"Dachan Temple was wiped out"

Zhou Yan sipped his tea and listened to the conversation between the two.

Combining all the intelligence and information since entering this world until now, the current time node has been roughly determined.

It was exactly ten years after the destruction of the Great Zen Temple.

When Hong Xuanji led his army to sweep across the world, felling mountains and destroying temples!

“It’s not too early or too late, it’s still acceptable.”

Zhou Yan calculated in his mind and was quite satisfied.

Since becoming an immortal, he has been able to independently choose the time node for his time travel. This time he did not deliberately anchor an event, but the timing of his time travel was still pretty good.

After staying for a while, Zhou Yan paid for the meal and left the tavern.

Getting information is secondary.

The most important thing is still practice.

After all, in this kind of world, based on thousands of principles, what is needed is the power to suppress everything, so that one can "reason".

After leaving the tavern, ask around.

Zhou Yan first went to the pawn shop and exchanged some precious items that he had stolen from Hu San's three thugs for some silver.

Later, he rented a house from the dental clinic.

Finally, I went to the pharmacy and bought some common medicinal materials, preparing to make some special decoctions to replenish qi and blood.

When I was practicing martial arts.

Zhou Yan collected the unique secret recipes of various families, and finally perfected them all, creating a very powerful prescription.

It’s not bad to use it again now.

Arriving at the rented courtyard, Zhou Yan unlocked the door, entered, then locked the gate and with a flick of his sleeves, he brushed off the dust on the stone chair in the courtyard.

Then he sat down safely.

Wow!
He shook his sleeves and a blue book fell on the table.

【Green Snake Power】

Three fingernail-sized characters appeared on the surface of the book.

Putting the herbs aside, Zhou Yan opened the book, scanned its contents, nodded after a moment, and memorized it completely.

"The martial arts secret book, although not of high quality, is enough for me to compare the cultivation system of this world and start practicing martial arts."

Zhou Yan’s mind was full of thoughts.

Most martial arts training starts with physical training, which also requires strengthening the skin, muscles, internal organs, bones, controlling breath, and transporting blood.

At most there are some differences in details, which can be made up for slowly.

But the practice of Taoism in this world is a practice of the mind, which is completely different.

The physical body is a material manifestation and has a template.

But the mind is illusory, and the methods of cultivation in the heavens and myriad worlds have completely inconsistent emphases.

You can only refer to it, you cannot directly use your own methods to replace it.

For example, he could start spiritual practice directly now.

Is it the divine realm where the mind interferes with the material world, or is it the ultimate way of differentiation of thoughts, where pure yin turns into pure yang?

Without a doubt, it will be the former.

If that's the case, then what are we doing here?
Once you get the Tao, it will never decline.

Zhou Yan naturally had to absorb the essence of the cultivation system of the world of the heavens, and then continue to strengthen his own way of self-cultivation.

In this way, the adventure of time travel will be lived up to.

　I have something to do, so I guess the third chapter is gone. I'll see if I can make it up tomorrow.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)