Chapter sixty-six thousand gold scattered and come back
"Qin, Senior Brother Qin, you, you are here!" As soon as Qin Ziling stepped into Hantie Palm Courtyard, Bao Yingjun, who was short in stature, had sinister eyebrows, buck teeth, and stuttered, ran over and stammered to say hello.
There were bruises on his arms and exposed chest.
"What's going on?" Qin Ziling asked as his eyes swept over Bao Yingjun's arms and chest, his face sank slightly.
"No, no, I accidentally knocked it during martial arts practice." Bao Yingjun tugged at his training clothes quickly and explained, his eyes obviously averted, and he did not dare to look at Qin Ziling.
At this time, Qin Ziling saw several Nangong Yue's followers from the outer courtyard, led by Wu Cheng, looking towards the martial arts training ground, with a look of pride and contempt on their faces.
Qin Ziling suddenly understood. A chill flashed deep in his eyes, but he didn't show anything on the surface. He just patted Bao Yingjun on the shoulder and said: "Be careful next time. Go practice first. I will assess you later."
Practice progress.”
"Okay, okay, Qin, senior brother Qin." Bao Yingjun bowed slightly and stepped back.
Seeing that Qin Ziling didn't express anything, the expressions on the faces of those followers couldn't help but become more proud and contemptuous.
Qin Zi Lingquan pretended not to see it, and first went to greet Zuo Le and ask a few questions about martial arts training. Then he went back to Zheng Xinghan and ordered iron sand bags and medicinal powder from him.
Logically speaking, Liu Xiaoqiang is still training at the muscular level, and the iron sand bags and medicinal powder used should be the same as those of other apprentices in the outer courtyard. However, Qin Ziling believes that Liu Xiaoqiang is naturally strong and strong, and he can fully withstand the use of skin-level warriors.
iron sand bags and powder.
Of course, the price of the latter is also much higher.
Martial arts schools do not provide potions prepared with higher-grade iron sand bags and medicinal powders to apprentices from outside schools. In addition to worrying about using too much medicine, it is actually mainly due to cost factors and talent selection considerations.
"Zi Ling, you really need to seriously consider a way out!" Zheng Xinghan persuaded Qin Ziling sincerely when he saw Qin Ziling spending money again.
"Thank you, senior brother, please give me some more time!" Qin Ziling said.
"Okay." Zheng Xinghan said helplessly, then hesitated and lowered his voice: "I mentioned what happened that day to Master Zuo, Master Zuo will definitely protect you. But now it seems that Nangong Yue is rising.
It's unstoppable, so you should try your best to avoid him and don't conflict with him. As for the apprentices in the outer courtyard, you only need to fulfill your obligation to give guidance, and for other slapstick matters, you let them go."
"This kind of thing happens everywhere. As long as it doesn't go too far, it's not a bad thing for a person's growth. I usually keep an eye on it."
Obviously, Zheng Xinghan also saw what happened to Bao Yingjun and understood it in his heart.
"Thank you, senior brother, I understand." Qin Ziling nodded with a smile on his face, seemingly not caring about Bao Yingjun being bullied at all.
"As long as you understand." Zheng Xinghan patted Qin Ziling's shoulder and turned to leave with a somewhat complicated mood.
"Bao Yingjun." After Zheng Xinghan left, Qin Ziling waved to Bao Yingjun.
"Qin, Qin, senior brother." Bao Yingjun trotted over quickly.
"Practice it once and show me." Qin Ziling said directly without talking nonsense.
"Yes." Bao Yingjun responded, and then performed a set of Cold Iron Palm movements.
After Qin Ziling looked at it expressionlessly, he asked Bao Yingjun to practice again with the equipment.
Bao Yingjun practiced it carefully, and then looked at the expressionless Qin Ziling with a nervous and anxious look.
Bao Yingjun's progress was greater than Qin Ziling expected, especially in the areas he pointed out last time, Bao Yingjun did very well, and the muscles, qi, and blood in those areas became stronger.
This not only shows that Bao Yingjun has good talent and understanding, but also shows that he respects Qin Ziling in his heart, unlike other apprentices who have contempt for him in his heart.
Because a person who has contempt in his heart will not listen to what the other person says and implement it seriously.
The latter is the prerequisite for Qin Ziling to decide whether to cultivate Bao Yingjun.
Otherwise, no matter how good Bao Yingjun's talent and understanding are, what does it have to do with him, Qin Ziling?
Bao Yingjun was obviously bullied by Wu Cheng and others because of him, but he did not show any complaints in front of him. Qin Ziling also admired this aspect of him.
"Not bad! You have done all the key points I pointed out last time. Today I will point out a few more points for you. You should practice more regularly." After a while, Qin Ziling nodded and said.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, senior brother! I, I, will definitely know how to practice seriously." Bao Yingjun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and quickly bowed.
Qin Ziling nodded slightly, and then asked Bao Yingjun to do all the Cold Iron Palm, strength training and other movements again from beginning to end.
This time, Qin Ziling did not just casually point out a few problems like last time, but pointed out them carefully one by one while Bao Yingjun was practicing martial arts.
Not to mention, Bao Yingjun is ugly and stutters when speaking, but he has a good understanding and a talent for martial arts. Qin Ziling gave him instructions twice and he basically memorized them all.
"Practice hard!" Seeing that Bao Yingjun had basically memorized everything, Qin Ziling patted him on the shoulder, then went to the backyard to get the sandbags and medicinal powder Zheng Xinghan had prepared for him, and left Hantie Zhangyuan.
With his current level of cultivation, there is no way he can let go of his fists and kicks in the Cold Iron Palm Academy.
After leaving Hantie Zhangyuan, Qin Ziling first went to Liu Xiaoqiang's old house to put sandbags and medicinal powder into the corpse raising ring, and then after some disguise, he went to "Yiyuantang" and bought some "Yixue Pills" and "Buyuan"
"Elixir", and then went to Dongcheng District, Beicheng District, Nancheng District and other most famous pharmacies to purchase various tonic elixirs.
I saved 500 taels by buying Tianji Xu Bone Paste, and made 700 taels by selling the male cloud-walking musk deer. Yesterday I assassinated Zhuang Gaochi and got 1560 taels from his corpse.
So much so that Qin Ziling, who originally thought he would tighten his belt this month, suddenly had one thousand three hundred and fifty sixty taels of silver.
Since there is no shortage of money, Qin Ziling naturally wants to purchase tonic medicinal materials on a large scale.
After a big purchase, Qin Ziling's property suddenly shrank to 700 taels, which is equivalent to him spending more than 600 taels in one morning. Such a squandering would probably make Zuo Le feel distressed.
But Qin Ziling didn't feel distressed at all. On the contrary, he regretted that he could not buy more advanced and effective tonic medicinal materials.
Because Qin Ziling knows very well that as long as he has the strength, he will come back after all his money has been spent!
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"Sir, these are the sandbags and potions used by the disciples in the inner courtyard for martial arts training!" Liu Xiaoqiang from the Qin family put his nose up to sniff the sandbags and prepared potions, and his expression changed slightly.
"Yes, you are born with good bones. You can use this sand bag and potion, which will make the progress faster. Also, keep this bottle of Yixue Pills." Qin Ziling said, handing Liu Xiaoqiang a ceramic bottle.