MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 97 like a mountain
Chapter 97 Like a Mountain
Zhou Jia looked through the window and nodded slowly.
Without the Huo Mansion to sit in Huojiabao, it is true that there will be less looting, but it also means losing protection, and no one is responsible for the safety of others.
Whether it is good or bad, it is really hard to say.
That's it.
On the street, for some unknown reason, there was a conflict. Five figures surrounded a butcher stall owner, brandishing weapons and roaring.
The stall owner has a fat body, a huge kitchen knife in his hand, and a pair of small eyes showing fierceness. Facing the siege of five people, he did not retreat but advanced.
"Poof!"
"jingling..."
The kitchen knife danced in the hands of the stall owner, like a roaring wave, but anyone involved in it, no matter the person or the weapon, would be torn to pieces.
Obviously, the stall owner is not only skilled in martial arts, but also has a treasured sword.
Although he is fat, his movement speed is not slow, especially when he erupts, there are only afterimages in the field, and it is difficult to distinguish his real body.
In comparison, the five people who originally wanted to take advantage could only be said to be ordinary. They were beheaded on the spot one after another, and the last one failed to escape.
In just a short moment, five people were dead on the spot.
People on the street have become accustomed to this scene, and no one stepped forward to stop it, but some people's eyes flickered, thoughtful.
"Seventh Grade!"
Wang Wu raised his eyebrows upstairs:
"When did this cook get promoted to the seventh rank? It's good luck."
"What?" Zhou Jia said:
"you recognize?"
"Yes." Wang Wu nodded:
"Ge Liang, the fat chef, has a shop in the inner city, and his string of sausage meat is very popular, and now he also comes to the outer city to hang out."
"As long as you have the strength, you can gain a firm foothold no matter if it is the inner city or the outer city."
"Well…"
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ge Liang:
"injured?"
"Not necessarily." Zhou Jia shook his head lightly.
"It seems to be a clumsy one." Wang Wu nodded:
"This guy looks fat and big-eared, but he is actually very careful. If someone wants to take advantage of it at this time, I'm afraid it will be bad luck."
Zhou Jia smiled and said nothing.
On the street, Ge Liang rummaged through several corpses, put away a few cloth bags, and pushed his cart towards the dense forest.
Among the onlookers, several people quietly left and followed from behind.
What is the purpose, self-explanatory.
"Ah…"
Wang Wu shook his head:
"Without the Huo Mansion's suppression, these people have become more and more lawless. It's a pity that they took advantage of the fire this time to loot, and I'm afraid they chose the wrong target."
"My friend, do you think Ge Liang was really injured or faked?"
"What's the difference?" Zhou Jia took a sip of the free tea.
"Yes." Wang Wu put down the curtain, shook his head with a smile:
"Whether you are injured or not has nothing to do with us."
"Come!"
He opened the package and stretched out his hand to signal:
"Let's continue."
...
"Excellent martial arts?"
Zhou Jia took a few books, and the surprise at the beginning was gone:
"This kind of thing can't be chewed, and there are a lot of printed materials in the market recently, and martial arts are not very valuable."
at first.
When he saw the superior martial arts, he was still tempted, but now he can do nothing.
Superior martial arts are good, but a person's energy is limited, and it is far less efficient to specialize in one martial art than to practice multiple martial arts concurrently.
Even though he has the talent to handle soldiers, he is a bit too busy right now.
"Can the ones in the market compare with mine?"
Wang Wu looked disdainful:
"My actions are all superior martial arts. In the past, only Templars and Huo Mansion Nursing Academy were eligible to practice."
"Yes." Zhou Jia's voice remained unchanged:
"It's a pity that it's still a printed matter. You should also know that once this kind of thing becomes a commodity, it will be worthless."
He didn't believe it, the other party only sold it to himself.
"Hey..." Wang Wu smiled mischievously:
"The same martial arts, hundreds of people practice hundreds of styles, even if others have seen it, they may not be able to decipher it, and once it is perfect..."
"Don't!" Zhou Jia waved his hand to stop his words:
"How many people are there in the entire Huojiabao who have cultivated superior martial arts to perfection?"
As he spoke, he randomly picked out one:
"This one!"
"Brother, good vision!" Wang Wu praised:
"This mountain-like strength comes from the secret biography of the holy hall. In fact, it should be a martial art of the Dalin Dynasty. After learning it, it will be as strong as a mountain."
"Unless the strength exceeds too much, otherwise you will be able to hold on to one side and not lose the wind. If you have a shield, it will be even better."
"It can also be used with this Chongyun Fist..."
"No need." Zhou Jia pushed the other books over:
"Look at the others."
"Alright." Wang Wu nodded with regret on his face, and took out more than a dozen talismans from the package:
"The 'spells' in Fei Mu's world are unpredictable and extremely miraculous. It is not like practicing martial arts, which requires hard work to cast."
"These talismans can also be activated by the second grade."
"Spiritual light talisman, which can inspire a strong light covering several feet, blinding people's eyes for a short time; powerful bone decay technique, which can corrode the body, can severely damage the seventh-rank master; rapid arrow technique, can trigger three attacks as fast as the top of a mountain; The wind blade technique can activate several wind blades..."
Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes, slowly scanned the talisman on the table, and finally said slowly:
"how much is the total?"
"If you want everything, you can get a discount." Wang Wu's eyes flickered, and he gestured:
"Three... two hundred and eighty origin stones!"
"Including this mountain-like book?"
"Don't be joking, my friend. Even if it is a printed matter of superior martial arts, at least one or two hundred source stones are needed, right?"
"Three hundred source stones, pack them all!" Zhou Jia took out the money bag:
"If you can, let's make a deal."
"..." Wang Wu opened his mouth and sighed helplessly after a long time:
"For the sake of regular customers."
"make a deal!"
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tree house.
Zhou Jia put down the package, took out a wooden box, and carefully put the talisman he got into it.
After collecting for a period of time, he has more than a hundred talismans in his hand, many of which are powerful and more than enough for self-protection.
The reason why I collected talismans was because I lacked a sense of security.
Different from Baojia.
Although the power of the magic talisman is strong, it can only be used once. It is a consumable item. As long as the price is enough, even the temple itself will sell it.
Put away the magic talisman and pick up the Mountain Strength.
There was a smile on his face.
The appearance of superior martial arts in print on the market will indeed lead to a loss of value, but as long as it matches what you have learned, it is still rare.
This book is as strong as a mountain, which is just what I want.
Your strength is like a mountain, and your whole body is strong enough to resist all heavy blows.
Even if you are under siege at 360 degrees, as long as you don't break the mountain strength outside, you can guarantee that you won't get hurt inside.
and.
It can be used with weapons for training.
Swords can,
Shields are even better!
Flipping through the cheat books, Zhou Jia was not in a hurry to practice, but took a piece of precious medicine and swallowed it into his stomach, and performed silent luck exercises on the bed with his knees crossed.
The following days.
Practice the three-element rectification method, thunder axe, shield shock, and mountain strength, plus practice iron body body and nine-fold climbing steps from time to time...
Strength increases little by little.
Zhou Jia's life is full and full of hope.
The mine will also pass by from time to time, and the transaction with Wang Wu is also continuing.
"Director, did you hear the wind?" The one-armed Hei San poured tea and water with a gracious expression:
"Several forces are already discussing to form an alliance to jointly manage Huojiabao. Now the first thing is to build the inner city wall."
"It is said that this time the recruitment will give wages, and the salary is quite a lot."
"Really?" Zhou Jia nodded:
"It looks like the days to come will be much more stable."
"Yes!" Hei San sighed with emotion:
"I thought that the Huo Mansion oppressed and made life difficult. Now that the Huo Mansion is gone, life is getting more and more sad."
"Not to mention the mess in the inner city, the outer city is also in fear. There used to be no blatant robbery, but now it happens every day."
"Hey!"
He sighed softly, with helplessness.
"It's okay." Zhou Jia smiled lightly:
"A good day is coming soon."
"That's right." Hei Shan nodded, looking regretful again:
"Actually, you are already the sixth-rank supervisor. If you joined the third elder at that time, you may have more than one supervisor now."
Gnar's secret breathing technique can only cover up one level of cultivation, and with Zhou Jia intentionally revealing it, everyone now knows that he is already at the sixth rank.
Six products,
is qualified to be a deacon.
Especially Zhou Jia, in the eyes of others, was originally Wei Zhixing's person, but unfortunately he made a wrong choice, and now he is afraid that he will be thrown into the cold palace.
Even if the ichthyosaur will settle in the inner city, it will not benefit him.
Zhou Jia smiled and said nothing.
Compared to mixing forces and standing in teams to divide hills, he still prefers to gain power.
No need to climb high, no need to rely on, no cause and effect, simple, boring and true, the power belongs to itself, and there will be no dependence.
...
Restaurant.
Liu Ciying cautiously approached Cheng Ping, and said flatteringly:
"Master, I don't know if there is any clue about the matter you ordered. I only have one brother, and it is too wronged to die."
As he spoke, his eyes wept.
He was born handsome, with fairer and tenderer skin than a woman's, with a natural look in his eyes, and he is also Cheng Ping's favorite male favorite.
"I have reminded him a long time ago, don't get involved with that kind of sect that talks about gods and gods, otherwise it will inevitably cause trouble, and he just doesn't stop." Cheng Ping frowned:
"You too, if you don't persuade him, you deserve to be killed now!"
"Master..." Liu Ciying's body trembled slightly, tears poured down like rain, and her voice choked up:
"I tried to persuade you, but it didn't work, and what's the use of saying this now, can my brother come back from the dead?"
"The little one doesn't ask for anything else, he just wants to find the murderer, avenge his brother, and hope Grandpa will do it!"
As he spoke, he knelt down crying.
"Okay, okay." Cheng Ping looked helpless:
"So many people are watching, what are you doing, didn't I give you a sum of origin stones to buy rouge clothes yesterday, it's not enough..."
"Master!" Liu Ciying's voice raised, and said delicately:
"Rouge and gouache can't suppress the little brother's feeling in my heart!"
"You..." Cheng Ping got up angrily, looked at the few friends around him, saw that they were all watching the show, and said helplessly:
"Go to Zhao Fu and ask him if he has any clues."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Liu Ciying was overjoyed and kowtowed again and again, then ran downstairs wiping her tears, and there was a burst of laughter behind her.
Zhao Fu is a dog raised by Cheng Ping.
The same goes for Liu Ciying, who is Cheng Ping's plaything in the house, but the two are the same confidant, but they don't see eye to eye.
Zhao Fu is not strong, only rank five, but he is good at clinging, coupled with some tricks, he is often sent to do some shady things.
Seeing someone coming, he pouted, pulled a chair and sat down.
"Zhao must have put his heart into what the master ordered, but your brother has joined a cult, so he can't see the light, so it's hard to find out."
"Brother Zhao is tired." Liu Ciying smiled forcefully, and took a few Origin Stones from her body and handed them over:
"As long as I have such a brother, I don't want to worry about it."
"Is he really your brother?" Zhao Fu took the Origin Stone casually, glanced at the other party with a half-smile, saw Liu Ciying's face change, and waved:
"It doesn't matter if it's your own brother or 'brother', since the Lord ordered, I will do my best."
"According to the information I found, your brother was arranged to patrol outside a certain cell. Some people escaped that day, and he died on the way of pursuit."
"Nine times out of ten, they were killed by escaped people."
"My brother is also a fifth grade." Liu Ciying looked puzzled:
"Those locked in the cell, can kill him?"
"Theoretically it is impossible, but no one can guarantee it in case." Zhao Fu spread his hands:
"For example, some fugitives saw that when two cell inspectors were chasing three women, they were hacked to death with an ax by a person who appeared out of nowhere."
"..." Liu Ciying's body froze, her hands clenched tightly, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"Who is that man?"
(end of this chapter)
