The city of Youhe County has a majestic and sturdy city walls and a large number of martial arts masters.

The headquarters of Tianyu Department of Youhe County is also in it.

If Chengjiazhuang moved into Youhe County, it would be much better than living on the edge of the Heiyan Mountains.

In recent years, many people from Chengjiazhuang people died in the years when Cheng Yuan lived.

Most of them died because of ghosts or all kinds of horror and weirdness.

Move Chengjiazhuang to Youhe County?

This idea was uncontrollable as soon as Cheng Yuan was born.

"How to move?" Cheng Yuanlian asked.

"Ah?" Cheng Yongye was stunned for a moment when asked: "Do you really want to move?"

"Ask." Cheng Yuan smiled at him.

"Hey, don't think about it." Cheng Yongye was happy: "I'll just talk. There are thousands of people in Chengjiazhuang, how big is the place where they live?"

"Just buying a place to live can't be cultivated and hunted. The tribe also has to buy a lot of industries to support the tribe. How much money does that cost?"

Speaking of this, he sighed: "The old patriarch wants to move, but the clan cannot save so much money even if he saves another hundred years."

"How much is that?" Cheng Yuan was a little anxious when he spoke.

"At least, 100,000 taels!" Cheng Yongye glanced at him angrily.

Hundreds of thousands of taels?

Cheng Yuan was stunned.

Cheng Yongye thought he was scared and comforted him: "Forget it, Ayuan, don't think of such a far away."

"Practice well first, if we become a god, there will be nothing?"

"I just..." Cheng Yuan wanted to speak but stopped.

He has long been the same as the gods.

One hundred thousand taels of silver? He had already gone to the Wilderly Grave Mountain and gained fifty portions of the power of the underworld.

A piece of divine power is worth one thousand taels of silver.

Fifty parts of the underworld divine power are 50,000 taels of silver.

He went there one or two more times, be careful, wouldn’t he easily get a hundred thousand taels?

A fiery desire surged into Cheng Yuan's heart.

"Uncle Nagao, I'll go back to practice first." He kept saying.

"What's wrong with this kid?" Cheng Yongye looked at Cheng Yuan's hurried departure, feeling a little confused.

......

"Move Chengjiazhuang into Youhe County!"

"The tribesmen no longer have to worry about the strange crisis in the wilderness outside the village, and they no longer have to risk going up the mountain to hunt."

Cheng Yuan walked quickly, his eyes lit up and his heartbeat became rapid.

"Territory."

"industry."

"A total of 100,000 taels!"

At this moment, Cheng Yuan's thoughts were complicated.

He remembered that he had just traveled to this world and was afraid of the strange howling outside the village and could not fall asleep all night.

The third uncle Cheng Yongyuan simply slept with him to make him fall asleep.

Although the man in Chengjiazhuang had a strong smell of sweat, it made him feel deeply safe.

The big cakes made by Aunt Zhao Xiaohe are very soft and the wild animal meat is very fragrant.

When sewing clothes for him, the stitches are always very fine and ugly, but they are very strong and durable.

My sister Cheng Yu was as timid as him when she was a child, and was often scared to tears by howling outside the village at night.

In order to comfort the little girl, although he was afraid, he also learned how to hold on.

Life, habits, growing up...

He gradually became a man from Chengjiazhuang.

Become the number one hero of the young generation of Chengjiazhuang.

Although this relied on the great help of the system, Cheng Yuan never relaxed and retreated for more than half.

In order to reap the pain, he killed himself.

Because I desire to be strong, I desire to protect myself, and I desire to protect people close to me.

Perhaps, there are some higher ambitions.

Now, these goals seem to be getting very close.

Kara.

Cheng Yuan entered the yard, closed the yard door, and went straight into the house.

He didn't mind it was dirty either, he sat cross-legged on the bed.

All the huge amount of painful power obtained this trip will make Cheng Yuan's strength leap and increase again.

Then, go to the Wutou Mountain.

Yinshan Ghost Mountain is a mountain of gold and silver.

Even if he meets the ghost again, he will chop it into the power of the gods of the underworld!

"system."

As soon as the thought moved, the virtual interface appeared in Cheng Yuan's mind.

【Name: Cheng Yuan

Realm: Heavenly Man

Technique: "Huntian Zhenyuan Method"

"The Nine Pictures of True Source"

"Six Styles of Killing Ghosts" (Da Cheng)

Status: Semi-death (small accomplishment)

Root method: Pain (Yin Ming)

The power of pain: 509 drops]

Cheng Yuan was thinking.

To improve the "semi-demonic posture", the sword technique of the True Source Nine Pictures and the "Six Styles of Killing Ghosts" are improved by themselves.

As for cultivating the true source of heaven and man? That is equivalent to the physical strength of a mortal warrior. The internal strength can only be accumulated gradually and cannot be achieved overnight.

"Before, more than a hundred drops of pain were invested in total, so that the semi-demonic posture reached a small success."

"The first 'fetal breathing map' in the Nine Pictures of the True Source Record was completed and the second 'nothing map' was initially entered."

"The sword technique of "Six Styles of Killing Ghosts" has also been upgraded to the realm of great success."

"Now, 509 drops of pain are left, so I will leave nine drops of digits as needed to practice the Huntian True Source Method. All the rest will be devoted to semi-death practice."

Huntian True Source Method, practice the True Source, and reach the limit of the body in three hours a day, and requires three points of pain.

Nine drops, enough for three days to use.

Cheng Yuan thought and poured his pain into a column of half-death.

Suddenly, the true source of his body trembled faintly and fluctuated, like a massage. His whole body and will were extremely comfortable, warm and comfortable.

Buzz ~!

A strange buzzing sound that seemed to be there and not existed sounded in Cheng Yuan's body, and the true source of the body reached a wonderful fit with the body.

He automatically entered a semi-demon.

"It feels so comfortable, it seems that in the semi-death, the body is also particularly nourished."

Cheng Yuan raised his right palm, his slender and powerful fingers, and golden light was faintly lingering in it, and powerful power surged.

His body and true source foundation barely reached the threshold of the middle-level celestial being. However, with the blessing of his semi-demonic posture, he directly soared to the upper-level celestial beings, which was enough to fight against and suppress the ghost-level ghost level.

At this moment, with the continuous investment of the power of pain, the semi-demeanor is gradually improving.

Cheng Yuan could feel that maintaining a semi-demonic posture became easier and easier, and even the amplitude of the body's strength increased slightly.

He closed his eyes and began to feel the changes brought about by the constant investment of pain.
To be continued...