Free Web Novel“Heh, this old man suddenly feels full of vigor, and the more I cut, the more energetic I become.”
After learning Li Mo's Image Mimicking Martial Arts, the Village Chief plunged into the wheat field, clearly treating the crops as practice objects.
“If we learn this, we can go hunting in the future.”
“Good! As expected of the Legacy passed down by Xianzi Niangniang, why don't we compile it into a book and place it in the ancestral hall?”
The villagers chatted as they harvested the wheat.
“Oh, that reminds me.”
Speaking of this, the Village Chief remembered something and asked cautiously:
“This skill was passed down to you by Xianzi Niangniang. If we learn it... will she not be angry?”
The Lifespan of the Heavenly Race is long, so age is not judged by appearance.
“Don’t worry, all of you.”
Li Mo adopted the cold demeanor of a Fairy: “I’ve already spoken with her, and she agreed. Even if you teach it to others, she won’t mind.”
“Heh, did Little Li Ge speak with Xianzi Niangniang?”
“Our village actually has someone who can speak in front of the Heavenly Race. This is truly unique, like a scorpion pulling dung.”
“Hahaha, Little Li Ge, you’re boasting. Xianzi Niangniang probably doesn’t care about such a simple skill. Could she really solemnly agree to anything you say?”
“Little Li Ge is also at the age to have a child. Is he thinking about a young lady?”
The threshing ground was filled with a joyful atmosphere for a time.
Li Mo smacked his lips. It was not wrong for everyone to think this way. Apart from the Village Chief, the other villagers of Great King Village had never seen the Heavenly Race. In their hearts, they were no different from gods.
The Village Chief, who had seen her, was even more in awe of her.
He always felt that Fairy Sister was different, but he didn't try to explain it to everyone; it was hard to put into words.
In short, everyone had learned some moves now and would slowly practice them in the future.
According to the book he carried, the first natural disaster would occur fifty years later.
This generation hadn't gotten used to it yet, but by the next generation, and the one after that, this 'Thousand Forms Art' would probably flourish. By then, every child could start practicing from a young age.
That’s right, Ying Bing had simplified the 'Thousand Forms Art' again.
Although simplified, it was still a Supreme martial art. Its marvel lay in its infinite possibilities.
No matter what your Aptitude or what martial art suits you, the 'Thousand Forms Art' can automatically adapt to the most suitable method for you.
For example, if someone with a 'brute ox bone' practices it, they will unconsciously become more and more like the 'Brute Ox Strength'.
Passed down from generation to generation, the Brute Ox Strength would continue to develop, becoming an entirely new Dao.
The villagers were completely unaware that what they were learning would be enough to shake the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, where martial arts flourished, and cause a storm of blood.
In fact, the moment Ying Bing summarized the new 'Thousand Forms Art', the outside world was already in an uproar.
Before this, Supreme martial arts were highly specialized.
Most martial arts, the more powerful they were, the higher the requirements for the practitioner.
But today, Ying Bing, with a casual stroke, forged a path unprecedented. To be precise, this had already transcended the Realm of martial arts and was more like a fundamental law.
Ordinary people could also practice a martial art to a very high Realm.
Moreover, if they later acquired other martial arts, they could seamlessly integrate them.
This meant that even if these villagers understood nothing and only focused on farming, future generations, passed down one after another, could still inherit a complete Martial Dao.
With a few words, she broke down the threshold of the Martial Dao.
Everyone present, regardless of their martial arts attainment, was utterly unsettled.
“Hearing this makes me °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° want to cripple myself and start over.”
“Brother, calm down. You’ve only heard fragments; you haven’t seen the original version!”
“What does it mean to be unprecedented and unparalleled? What else is there that she can’t do?”
Amidst the discussions, the beauties on the Baihua List had complex expressions.
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Spicy West Lake Vinegar Fish Scales, just to give you an idea.
“This village will be extraordinary in the future.”
“However, it’s ultimately just a small village; it can’t stir up much trouble. Without Ying Bing’s intervention, Great King Village will still find it hard to survive the first natural disaster.”
“Being able to do this is already good. I wonder what’s wrong with the Heavenly Human City Realm, to let Li Shaoxia be born in Human City.”
“Exactly! Just by the speed of his Hammer Technique practice, he should at least start from Earth City, right?”
The sun gradually set, dyeing the rippling wheat waves into a surging crimson, like flickering wildfires, or a flowing red tide.
Everyone finished their day's labor. At this time, the women and children would bring water and dry food to the fields. The children would frolic in the fields, while the women would bring water and dry food to the men, and then they would all go home together.
“Little Li, come, come, eat and drink something at my place.”
The Village Chief pulled Li Mo aside.
There stood his wife, and his daughter, dressed in a floral dress with braided pigtails. She looked at Little Li, who was drenched in sweat, with a shy expression.
The Village Chief immediately saw his daughter's deliberate efforts to dress up.
The only blacksmith in the village, tall, strong, and very reliable in character—he was quite satisfied.
“Little Li, a man should marry when he’s old enough. Look, Little Wang and Little Zhu, they all have wives, children, and warm beds, with their families coming to pick them up. You’re still alone; you need a wife to manage your household.”
“I have someone to manage things for me,” Li Mo said, rubbing the back of his head.
The Village Chief was puzzled: “Who?”
The young girl also froze. Her father patted her shoulder, and she finally relaxed a little.
Yes, which girl in the village didn’t she know? She hadn’t seen Little Li Ge getting close to anyone. It couldn’t possibly be that Heavenly Race Xianzi Niangniang, who was like a god, could it?
This must be Little Li Ge being unable to save Face... “She’ll come pick me up later,” Li Mo said seriously.
“Hmm? Then this old man will wait with you and see which girl it is...”
The Village Chief, hearing him speak so earnestly, turned his head with a smile, then slightly froze.
At the edge of the field, a young girl appeared, simply dressed yet exuding an undiminished serene beauty. She gracefully approached, carrying a teapot in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other.
The evening breeze stirred her dark hair, and whether it was due to a mischievous strand or the reflection of the young man in her eyes, her usually cold expression became hazy and gentle.
“!”
Li Mo hadn't expected her to actually come. He had just said it as a joke that morning.
And just like the Village Chief’s wife earlier, she poured him a cup of tea.
“Drink some water.”
“Oh, alright...”
“Have an ice pop.”
Li Mo slurped his ice pop, unable to resist asking, “Why did you come?” freёwebnoѵel.com
“You said yesterday that you envied others,” Ying Bing said, looking at him gently.
Li Mo opened his mouth.
He had wanted to be stubborn and say that he didn't really envy others, nor did he really want to be taken home by someone.
Then he found that his mouth couldn't be stubborn at all, so his open mouth had to bite the ice pop instead.
“You eat some too.”
While the Village Chief’s daughter was in a daze, an ice pop was handed to her.
“Tha... thank you...”
The girl was completely bewildered.
Then Ying Bing glanced at the torn corner of Li Mo’s clothes, and her next question left the village beauty even more confused:
“Can you teach me how to mend clothes?”
“Why are you learning that?”
“I can’t let other women manage his household.”
