Zhou Ran felt that his breathing was almost stagnant at this moment. He did not dare to look at the other person and quickly looked away in fear.
"It seems that you are not very honest?"
Jiang Heng spoke calmly. His emotions could not be seen from his tone, but Zhou Ran was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.
"Senior...Senior...I've lost my mind! I'm so confused that I hid it from you. But I will never dare to do it again! I won't dare to do it anymore! My hands are already useless, if I can
Without the extremely cherished Pulse Renewal Pill, I am afraid that I will never be able to have a chance with martial arts again in this life!"
"Villain! Villain is wrong! Villain will never dare to do it again! I beg Senior, please give me a way to survive if I confess, and I will definitely support you, Senior!"
Zhou Ran doesn't dare to think about anything now, he just wants to live well!
"A useless person is of no use to someone." Jiang Heng looked at Zhou Yan, who was like a dog on the ground, with a playful expression. He didn't expect that this old fried dough stick really had a hand. If it hadn't been for today, I'm afraid he would really know how to do it.
He was fooled.
"I...I still have legs! My energy and blood are still there! I'll train my legs instead! I'll train my legs and I'll definitely be able to help you!"
Zhou Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly begged. He was really scared. He would kill anyone in the Pulse Refining Realm if he was told to! What else could he not kill?
"Well! Well, tell me everything you know. If you dare to hide it, you already know it!"
Squatting down slightly, Jiang Heng patted the other party's cheek with a sneer on his face.
"Don't dare! Don't dare! Never again!" Zhou Yan shook her head repeatedly.
"Okay! Go on, don't worry, as long as you tell the truth, your life is still yours!"
"Thank you, senior! Thank you for your kindness, senior!" Zhou Yan was lying on the ground unable to move and could only keep thanking him. His breath was a little disordered, but he still did not dare to show any slightness.
"This fourth-grade martial arts villain has been eyeing this book for a month, and it is still in the west of the city. But it was collected by the master of Nongjiang Hall in the west of the city. The master of Nongjiang Hall, Hu Bu, is only a second-grade martial artist.
He is just a mediocre person, he doesn't know anything about the goods. It is said that a down-and-out scholar sold it to him, and he hid it thinking it was an antique calligraphy and painting.
In fact, the villain has checked the details of the poor scholar. His ancestors once had a master in the pulse refining realm, but because he was killed by his enemies, before he died, he was worried that his junior would follow his path again, so he warned his descendants not to practice it in the future.
Wu..."
"Tell me the important point!" Jiang Heng said impatiently.
"Yes!" Zhou Yan did not dare to disobey, and quickly spoke faster: "The villain has tried to contact Hu Buwei many times, invited him to talk to him several times for the purpose of appreciating antiquities, and vaguely asked him to meet him.
Collect ancient books. But this person has no money and salt, and this person is backed by the Canglang Gang, so it is not easy for a villain to use force.
I thought about stealing, but this person was terribly afraid of death. The patrol in the hall was still very strict at night, so I had no choice but to invite him again. After a lot of talking, the villain finally bribed his confidant, but the price he demanded was extremely harsh.
You must have one hundred thousand taels of silver before you are willing to take the risk to steal the book.
However, although the villain is prosperous on weekdays, the expenses in the hall and his own martial arts training also require a lot of expenses. I really can't spend it in a short time, but the villain has been saving enough money recently. If you need it, senior, I will
Let someone contact that person tomorrow..."
"Why are you talking so much!" Jiang Heng waved his hand impatiently and said displeased: "You just said that the fourth-level martial arts is within Nongjiang Hall?"
Zhou Yan was startled when she heard this, opened her mouth but said nothing.
Yes, this matter is naturally extremely difficult for him. After all, although the third-level realm is stronger than the second-level realm, it has not reached the point where he can kill his opponent instantly. Once the stalemate continues, the opponent can easily call his brothers to break out.
, and then brought the matter to the Canglang Gang, which is why Zhou Yan never wanted to force it.
But this matter is nothing to the person in front of me... well...!
"Tell me, where is Nongjiangtang?"
"Then...over there, across two streets, there is the innermost and most conspicuous house."
Then Zhou Yan saw the opponent leaping over, and his huge body penetrated directly through the roof of the Black Tiger Hall like a cannonball and disappeared from sight.
"Is Senior Yan still a human being?"
Zhou Yan looked at it in shock, doubts rising in her heart again.
About half an hour later, when a whistling sound came, accompanied by a loud bang, the majestic figure appeared again in the middle of the Black Tiger Hall lobby, and the debris fell to the ground.
Snap!
A round head rolled on the floor and rolled in front of Zhou Yan, frightening Zhou Yan to death.
this....
"Is this...Hu Buwei?!!"
Zhou Ran said in surprise. When he looked at the burly figure, the look of fear on his face became even stronger!
He didn't expect that after the other party had only been out for a moment, the head of Hu Buwei, the target of the book he had tried so hard to steal, would appear in front of him.
Never disobey this fierce god in the future!
"Where is your usual place of cultivation?" Jiang Heng said calmly.
"Just... right behind here, just turn left and go in. No one will go in without my permission!" Zhou Yan replied immediately.
Jiang Heng nodded and was about to step inside when he turned over something and threw it over.
"I got this from this guy's treasure house. It can relieve the pain in the meridians!"
As he said this, Jiang Heng's figure strode out of Zhou Yan's sight.
Zhou Yan stared blankly at the white jade porcelain vase not far away, seemingly in disbelief. After a while, she sighed and took it over with her left hand that was still able to move.
Doesn't it seem like a bad idea to follow this murderous man?
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This is a very empty room, closed on all sides. There are only some weapons placed around it but nothing else. It is very simple. It can be seen that this is indeed the quiet room where Zhou Yan cultivated himself.
I didn't choose to go back to Jiang Mansion because I had been thinking about martial arts for a long time. Secondly, bringing Hu Buwei's head was a warning to the dishonest Zhou Yan. After all, this person is still useful. It's really a shame that his channel is cut off now.
It's a bit of a pity.
And with him, a third-grade warrior in the west of the city, he can barely control the situation. I believe that the Iron Sword Sect and the Arhat Sect will be able to restrain themselves a lot in the future. After all, a deputy sect master has been lost in the Black Tiger Hall.
If the leader of the force doesn't understand what it represents, he can just buy a piece of tofu and kill him.
Shaking his head, Jiang Heng began to ponder over the fourth-level martial arts that he had finally obtained.
This is a fourth-level martial arts book called "Frost Heart Technique".
After going back and forth several times and memorizing the tips, Jiang Heng began to concentrate and carefully follow the movement of the meridians and Dantian to feel the Qi described in the book.
Only when you can initially feel Qi can you reach the threshold of refining your pulse.
However, Jiang Heng felt it for three full hours, but there was no movement at all. Everything was calm.
What's wrong with this...?
Jiang Heng frowned. He strictly followed the description in the book step by step. The trend of Qi and blood and the route of operation were exactly the same. But why...