Heavenly War God

He didn't even ask what Shen Yih's name was, so he would come to ask for more guidance.    

    

The reason Shen Yih came to present the treasure was to gain the trust of the Meridian Sword, and then slowly investigate the matter of the Asura Race.    

    

But now, he had been ordered to leave.    

    

It seemed that he could only take something real.    

    

"Chief, Lord, wait. I still have another treasure!"    

    

Zi Wu Jian was a little surprised and looked at Shen Yih playfully. In the past, even if the person who offered the secret recipe could not be put in an important position, he would be happy to receive the gold and thank the heavens.    

    

The person who came today had two secret recipes. He didn't know what he was planning.    

    

Shen Yih ignored him and took out the secret recipe for Sang Yufei.    

    

Liang Ke received the secret prescription from Shen Yih before Zi Wu's sword called for him.    

    

This time, Liang Ke didn't have the indifferent expression from before on her face.    

    

Because there were many things on this secret prescription that he didn't understand.    

    

For example, the Divine Court, Jade Pillow, and Qi Chong, these three acupoints, no matter what, couldn't be inserted at the same time.    

    

For example, when the Never-Ending Tears acupuncture point was inserted, it needed to be fast, and the Spiritual Platform acupuncture point needed to be slow and gradual.    

    

However, most of the secret recipes that Shen Yih had obtained were against common sense.    

    

This caused Liang Ke to furrow her brows secretly. This kid was most likely holding this kind of eye-opening thing and coming over to the Meridian Sword Lord to cover things up.    

    

Liang Ke shook his head. This kid really doesn't know the difference between life and death. Even if it was making things difficult for others, it also depended on the person. Not only would his life be in danger if he angered Lord, he would also die in extreme pain.    

    

However, if one were to say that this secret recipe was completely wrong, there were many things that he had never seen before. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed a wonderful hand.    

    

Liang Ke was slightly unable to grasp it and spoke. "Reporting to the leader, Lord. Forgive me for being ignorant and being unable to see through the profundities of this formula. "    

    

"Oh?" Zichengjian was a little surprised.    

    

Liang Ke was hired by him with a large sum of money, and he specially inspected all the secret recipes he'd collected.    

    

It could be said that the secret formulas Liang Ke was unable to investigate were extremely rare.    

    

Moreover, this was the first time Liang Ke had said something like this.    

    

Lord Zi Wu finally walked down from the desk and received the secret recipe from Liang Ke before carefully scrutinizing it.    

    

After looking at it for a long time, the Meridian Sword returned the secret prescription to Shen Yih's hand and said: "Warrior, please stay in the residence for a few days. After I find out, I will discuss it with you. "    

    

Shen Yih could not wait for this. He had been thinking about how he could stay here without making any noise.    

    

"Thank you, Lord, for taking me in. I can't thank you enough!"    

    

Zi Wu Jian called the guards over. After making detailed arrangements, Shen Yih said goodbye to Zi Wu Jian.    

    

Unfortunately, the rules of the prefecture were very strict. Shen Yih had wanted to inquire about the news many times, but the people he met either stayed silent or turned around and left.    

    

Three days later, Shen Yih was invited to the main hall under the blanket and sword.    

    

At this time, besides the Meridian Sword, there was another person in the main hall.    

    

An old man dressed in tattered clothes sat on a chair beside him, sipping tea.    

    

When Ziwu Jian saw Shen Yih, he said: "Warrior, this is my teacher, Hong You Elder!"    

    

He turned around and said to the old man, "Master, this is the person who presented the treasure with the strange recipe!"    

    

Although Zichengjian was the lord of a city, he was still respectful to his master. He was afraid that he would say something wrong.    

    

After the introduction, Meridian Sword said to Shen Yih, "Warrior, you can take out your precious secret manual now! My master can recognize all the secret formulas in the world, if even he doesn't know them. Then this treasure of yours is probably fake. "    

    

"Although I, Lord, have issued an announcement that I am willing to accept all the rare and precious recipes in the world, if anyone dares to play tricks on me with inferior recipes, I, Lord, will not forgive them. "    

    

Strangely, when his gaze swept past the old man's body, there was a trace of undetectable fear in his eyes.    

    

This kind of feeling was hard to explain. Logically speaking, as the lord of a city, even if he respected his master, he would not be afraid.    

    

Shen Yih felt strange and thought to himself. It seemed like there was something strange between this master and disciple.    

    

Shen Yih did not think too much about it. He took out the secret manual and handed it to the Meridian Sword.    

    

Meridian Sword held the secret recipe in his hand and respectfully handed it to the old man.    

    

The old man liked to ignore the answer to the secret recipe. He held it in his left hand and the teacup in his right hand as he looked at it.    

    

But in the beginning, the old man widened his eyes. The more he looked, the more astonished he became.    

    

In the end, the old man's face revealed a look of contentment.    

    

The old man's hands trembled in excitement as he stammered, "It's not late, but it's not late. I didn't think that I would actually be able to see this century's secret recipe in my entire life. "    

    

Looking at the excited look on Hong You's Elder, Meridian Sword knew that he had really encountered a treasure this time.    

    

Shen Yih was a little surprised. This old man, who looked ordinary and somewhat annoying, actually knew Sang Yufei.    

    

Zi Wu Jian had once invited Hong You's Elder to his own treasury to take a look, but after looking at it, Hong You's Elder scoffed at the things Zi Wu Sword had collected.    

    

He felt that the things that the Meridian Sword had collected were all rubbish and had no value at all.    

    

The Meridian Sword did not know. Just what kind of items were not considered trash to be worthy of the teacher's attention?    

    

This time, he saw it. He saw the strange light in his teacher's eyes.    

    

Zichengjian hurriedly stepped forward. After taking a few glances, he asked in a daze, "Teacher, I wonder what effect this' Sang Yu is not late 'has!"    

    

The old man glanced at Wu Zijian and said disdainfully, "I told you to read more books and broaden your horizons a long time ago, but you are always so disappointing. "    

    

Shen Yih was still here. The old man did not give any face to Meridian Sword.    

    

Ziwu Jian's embarrassed face turned red, and he suddenly stopped talking.    

    

Although the old man criticized him, he did not hide it.    

    

"In ancient times, there was a 'Rakshasa', did you know that?" The old man finally calmed down and calmly asked.    

    

"I know, the Rakshasa Clan was ferocious and ferocious, they killed countless people, almost ruling the world"    

    

The old man glanced at Ziwu Jian and said: "That's right, if you want to talk about the Rakshasa Clan, at that time, they were the rulers of the world"    

    

The old man continued to tell stories about the Rakshasa Clan.    

    

It turned out that the Rakshasa Clan was only a small tribe. In terms of strength, among the hundred or so tribes, the Rakshasa Clan couldn't even be considered an average tribe.    

    

Not only was their strength lacking, the Rakshasa Clan fell behind most of the tribes in every aspect.    

    

Being lagging behind meant being beaten.    

    

For a long time, the Rakshasa Clan was either bullied by this tribe or beaten up by that tribe.    

    

On that piece of land, the Rakshasa became synonymous with a joke.    

    

It couldn't be helped, The Rakshasa Clan was born short and weak, only slightly taller than those suffering from dwarfism.    

    

They were short, fighting with other tribes wouldn't do them any good; if they were weak, they wouldn't be able to compete with other tribes when it came to hunting.    

    

Not only that, the prey they hunted would also be given to other powerful tribes.    

    

Just as the Rakshasa tribe was in a precarious situation, a baby of the Rakshasa tribe cawed and fell to the ground.