Devil Fruit of the City

"Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a little strength. There are many people in this world who are stronger than you." The green-robed old man stared at Tang Tianyou with dark heron-like eyes.

I don't know what he did, a white light suddenly flashed in his hand, his right hand, which was still trembling, recovered in an instant, and it seemed that there was no serious problem.

"I admit this." Tang Tianyou smiled, "But you, the old man, may not be able to help me. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."

At this time, the face of the green-robed old man calmed down, and he looked at Tang Tianyou carefully, but he still couldn't see the difference in Tang Tianyou. He didn't have the tough aura of an ordinary ancient warrior at all, just like an ordinary person ,fragile.

If he had to say something different, it might be because of his calm demeanor, those eyes that were as calm as ancient pools always seemed to exude a trace of indescribable danger.  Urban Devil Fruit 325

Judging from the fist punch just now, this little baby does hide a lot of strength, which is much stronger than it appears on the surface.

However, no matter what happens today, he must get the Snake Spirit Grass. This Spirit Grass has an extraordinary effect on him when his time is approaching, and it is absolutely impossible for him to give up.

"Try it?" The green-robed old man sneered, patted his waist, took out a green vine whip out of thin air, and pointed at Tang Tianyou from a distance, with a murderous look, "I will send you to see the King of Hades later."

"Wait." With Tang Tianyou's mind moved, he suddenly felt a little curious. He had many questions to ask the old man, such as where did this old man appear from and what was his history? How many people like him are there in this world? How is strength divided? ………

With all kinds of "doubts", Tang Tianyou felt itchy in his heart, as if there were ants crawling around on it, unable to scratch or scratch, feeling like he couldn't spit out.

"What? Regret it? But...it's too late." The old man in green robe grimaced.

"Aren't you afraid that I will crush this Snake Spirit Grass in my hand?" Tang Tianyou said with a slight smile, "If it is destroyed, I'm afraid you won't get anything."

The old man in green robe shrank his pupils.

This little baby!

No matter how domineering he was before, this little baby is still smiling. But when it came to the key point, he directly said what worried the old man the most.

If it were just now, before the fight, the old man might not have taken this sentence seriously. After all, he was just a mortal. If he slapped him to death, he might not even have time to react. How could he destroy the snake? Ling grass?

But through this simple collision, the old man clearly understood that although this little boy might not be as strong as himself, it couldn't be easier to destroy the Snake Spirit Grass in his hand.

Therefore, the old man had no choice but to hold back the anger in his heart. If this ignorant kid really ruined the Snake Spirit Grass that he was bound to get, even if he killed him dozens of times, he would not be able to make up for it.

"Xiaowa, what exactly do you want to do?" The green-robed old man gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Tianyou, "How dare you threaten me, do you think you can still leave today?"

"Whether I can get away, you don't need to care about it. What I want to ask you now is, where are you from? How many people like you are there in the world? What do you mean by D-rank ancient warriors? If you Answered, I am happy, maybe I will consider giving you this Snake Spirit Grass." Tang Tianyou showed that he was convinced of you.

"You don't know these things? Didn't your family tell you this common sense?" The old man in green robe was a little stunned.

"Old man, what you should be concerned about now is whether you can take the snake spirit grass from me?" Tang Tianyou raised the plastic bag in his hand, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will destroy it. Let everyone not get it."

"Don't!" The green-robed old man hurriedly said, but he was sneering in his heart. This young man didn't even know how to write the word "death". A snake spirit grass.

After he distracted the arrogant little kid's attention, he found the weak point of the little kid, and then killed him in one fell swoop, so as to get rid of the bad breath in the old man's heart, but for now, bear with it and follow the little kid the meaning of.  Urban Devil Fruit 325

As an old man in green robe who has lived a long time, he will naturally have a very deep city.

"Okay, baby, listen carefully, this old man is the Qing Taoist of the Qingfeng Sect." The green-robed old man said proudly, "People like us usually hide in the sect and don't come out easily. Of course, There are also some people, like veterans, who come out of this world of mortals to look for opportunities to break through."

"And the so-called D-level ancient warriors..." Qing Daoist looked at Tang Tianyou, "It's a common level that you secular people assign to ancient warriors."

"From your tone, you don't seem to be an ancient warrior." Tang Tianyou asked curiously.

"Hmph, how could I be such a vulgar martial artist like your ancient warriors?" Taoist Qing snorted contemptuously with his nostrils facing the sky, "This old man is a Qi trainer!"

"Qi trainer?" Tang Tianyou was surprised. It was the first time he heard this term. Is it a strange profession?

"We qi practitioners are a group of special practitioners who have gone through a special method to absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, collect the essence of the sun and the moon, and use the body as a container to cultivate a powerful force in the body." Taoist Qing said proudly.

"Absorb the aura of heaven and earth?" Tang Tianyou was puzzled. There is such a thing in this world. Is aura any special substance?

"If the root of the national art practiced by you ancient warriors lies in the essence of the human body, then the root of the Taoism practiced by our qi practitioners is the aura of heaven and earth." Qi. Therefore, national art is also called body art, and we monks are also called "qi refiners."

"So, although the cultivation methods of the two are different, they both belong to the same path. Why do you seem to look down on ancient warriors?" Tang Tianyou asked directly.

"Look down on it?!" Qing Taoist smiled disdainfully, "The foundation of our Qi practitioners' cultivation of Taoism is spiritual energy. It comes from the heaven and the earth. It is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. It can be absorbed and refined as much as you want."

"However, the cultivation of ancient warriors is based on the essence of the human body. In the process of refining and transforming Qi, a large amount of high-energy food needs to be ingested to ensure the balance of income and expenditure. However, the essence produced by the human body is limited. If you can’t eat enough food in time, you can only overdraw your body’s potential when you recover.”

"So, if you had sufficient aura, you ancient warriors would not have thought of developing it. Now your so-called national art is actually only after the aura gradually became scarce in ancient times, some of us alchemists did it out of desperation. Flexible, slowly and gradually formed."