Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Ah? Cheng Qian slumped to the ground in disappointment. His expression was blank, as if all his strength had been drained.    

    

Feng Yimo used the Great Wisdom Eye to see through his heart. He deeply sympathized with what had happened.    

    

Cheng Qian was the High Scholar of Chenggu County in the inner region of Liuyu City. He was talented and had outstanding character. He was good at writing calligraphy and poetry, and he was also good at painting mountains and rivers. Unexpectedly, he was chosen by the daughter of Chenggu County's Grand Daddy and insisted on marrying him into the family. "Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master...    

    

If it was someone else, perhaps they would be happy to marry into the same family. After all, one could rely on the relationship of the county magistrate to rise to the top. However, Cheng Qian was proud and proud, and she was talented. In addition, the county magistrate's daughter was extremely ugly, so she rejected him immediately.    

    

The county head flew into a rage and gave Cheng Qian a random reason to join the bandits. When he was executed, he was rescued by the chief of the Bronze Sparrow Ridge and became the advisor of the Bronze Sparrow Stronghold. Later on, the chief died, and he naturally became the chief.    

    

Ever since he led the Bronze Sparrow Stronghold, he asked everyone to only rob and not kill. The government gave up on killing the Bronze Sparrow Stronghold, which was easy to defend and hard to attack.    

    

However, Cheng had always been thinking about revenge in the depths of his heart. The key was that the County Magistrate was heavily protected and could not be obtained. Today, when he saw Feng Yimo flying around, he had the idea of cultivating. He thought that only if he had succeeded in cultivating, killing the County Magistrate would be more than enough.    

    

Who knew that Feng Yimo would yell at him and make him despair?    

    

Feng Yimo could not bear it. He seriously looked at Cheng with the Great Wisdom Eye and said, "Apart from the path of cultivation, there is also martial cultivation. Are you willing?"    

    

Cheng Qian was stunned. Martial cultivation? Could it be that martial artists walk the path of martial cultivation? Suddenly, he became spirited and knelt down again. "Please teach me the Celestial Immortal!"    

    

Feng Yimo sat down again, his eyes bright. He looked at Cheng Qian and said, "Do you know why this seat wants to help you?"    

    

Cheng Qian shook his head in confusion. That's right. Immortals were high and mighty. They treated mortals like ants. Why was the immortal in front of them so kind?    

    

Feng Yimo smiled and said, "It's because the people in your village didn't kill innocent people. Their hands weren't stained with the blood of innocent people. They killed people who could be killed. As bandits, it's rare to be able to do such a thing. I don't need you to be grateful. I only have one request. "    

    

Cheng Qian suddenly understood and hurriedly kowtowed. "Celestial Immortal, please speak."    

    

"I hope that after you have succeeded in your cultivation, you will still be able to persevere in accordance with your kindness. Do not commit crimes. Otherwise, even if the government doesn't deal with you, I will personally take your lives!"    

    

Cheng Qian's expression turned serious. He raised his hand and swore. "Before I go down, I swear to the heavens that no matter where or where, I will not kill innocent people. If I go against my will, the heavens will strike me with lightning and I will not die a good death!"    

    

Feng Yimo nodded his head in satisfaction. With a wave of his sleeve, Cheng Qian, who was originally kneeling, could not help but stand up. "Call all the people in your village over. Bring all the young children over as well. I will take a look at their qualifications. If they are suitable for cultivation, I can teach them a thing or two."    

    

Cheng Qian was overjoyed. He did not expect Feng Yimo to be like this. He hurriedly ran out of the Gathering Sage Hall.    

    

Soon, more than 200 small fries from the Bronze Sparrow Village gathered in the square in front of the Gathering Sage Hall. There were actually more than 40 women. The bandits occupied the mountain as their king. It was rare for them to get married and have children.    

    

When Cheng Qian announced to everyone that Feng Yimo was going to pick a suitable cultivator among them and teach them Immortal Arts, everyone was stunned. Then, they became excited.    

    

Who didn't want to become an immortal? Most of them were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Feng Yimo. Of course, some of them doubted Feng Yimo's identity, and looked at the ordinary-looking Feng Yimo.    

    

Feng Yimo smiled and stood in front of everyone. Without moving, his body floated straight into the air. With a wave of his hand, a huge rock weighing hundreds of kilograms flew over from outside the village gate. He suddenly punched out. With a loud bang, the huge rock turned into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.    

    

With this, everyone knelt on the ground. They did not dare to look at Feng Yimo anymore. All the doubts in their hearts were dispelled.    

    

After steadily landing, Feng Yimo used the Great Wisdom Eye and looked at everyone. He could not help but feel a little disappointed. Over two hundred adults did not have Spiritual Roots. However, because they lived in Copper Sparrow Ridge, their bodies were well-built and suitable for martial arts.    

    

When his gaze fell on the 15 children who had been studying, he let out a surprised sound and floated to the side of a young boy of eight or nine years old. He reached out his hand to touch his little hand. It was actually a rare wood Spiritual Root, and it was extremely pure. Its aptitude was extremely good.    

    

Regardless of whether it was the Cultivation World or Spirit Realm, medicinal Spiritual Roots were divided into gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, ice, lightning, and other attributes. The more simple it was, the faster one's cultivation speed would be. The lowest quality was a variety of different types of medicinal Spiritual Roots. Hence, a single medicinal Spiritual Root was also called the Heavenly Spiritual Root, meaning the highest medicinal Spiritual Root.    

    

"Little friend, what's your name?" Feng Yimo asked the little boy gently.    

    

The little boy blinked his big eyes, as if he could not hear what Feng Yimo said.    

    

"Reporting to Celestial Immortal, his name is Little Mute. He is an abandoned baby that I picked up from the foot of the mountain. He does not have a father or mother. Because he is naturally deaf and mute, he does not know how to speak, so we call him Little Mute. Celestial Immortal, could it be... ... "Cheng Qian quickly explained.    

    

Feng Yimo nodded, "In your entire village, only he has the talent to cultivate."    

    

Ah?    

    

Everyone was stunned. More than 200 people. Only Dummy can cultivate? Instantly, disappointment filled the air.    

    

Some people were unwilling. "Celestial Immortal, he's deaf and dumb, how can he cultivate? Please think carefully about Celestial Immortal. Can't one or two of these children be selected? "    

    

Feng Yimo laughed. "Even if the little mute is deaf and dumb, I have a way to impart magic. There's no need to worry." He looked at everyone and said, "Are you guys upset because you can't cultivate? Then, do you know that I shattered the boulder with a single punch just now, and I didn't use an immortal art? But martial arts, do you still look down on martial arts?"    

    

What?    

    

Everyone was stunned. The power of the punch was so great that it easily shattered a boulder weighing several hundred kilograms. Was it not an Immortal Art?    

    

Feng Yimo pressed his palm on a dead tree next to the Juxian Hall behind him. The dead tree instantly turned green, and tender branches emerged. Soon, it was full of life, and its face was full of vigor.    

    

"This is an immortal art! "Don't underestimate martial arts. It's extremely tough and gentle. Once it's used, it'll be extremely powerful. "Most of you can cultivate martial arts. I can stay here and teach you martial arts. However, there is a limit to time. I can stay here for at most ten days. Are you willing to learn martial arts?"    

    

Everyone who had witnessed the miracle immediately knelt down." Thank you, Celestial Immortal! "    

    

The most excited one was, of course, Cheng Qian. After witnessing the power of the Martial Dao, even if he could not cultivate it, it would be easy for him to take revenge.