The two white-winged eagles in the sky had not had time to return to their nests, and the rain clouds had already dispersed.
The crisp cry of eagles resounded through the sky, and without the cover of rain clouds, two immature hawks that had just begun to show their weather soared straight into the sky.
The warm spring sun shone on my body. Although the clothes on my back were torn by the bark of the dragon's claw pine, the gentle wind blew in along the cracks and touched my whole body like little hands, making it feel very comfortable.
Not cold at all.
Carrying a bookcase and walking briskly, Yin Xuuge walked out of the gate of Zongxue and greeted the skinny old man in the concierge with a smile.
The old concierge, who was also a member of the Yin family but did not know his name. He only knew that he had been stationed at the Yin family sect for at least a thousand years. He looked at Yin Xuege blankly. He turned around and glanced at the gate of the sect in surprise.
Then he frowned and shook his head slightly.
"absurd."
The old concierge murmured in a low voice, took out a plate of old peanuts and a small pot of old wine from the closet, sat on the bluestone in front of the concierge, crossed his legs, and drank to himself in the sun, but his eyes did not leave Yinxue at all.
The back of the song.
On the street, I found a bank and exchanged a small gold ingot for silver, and a few ingots of silver into copper coins.
A small gold nugget turned into a big bag of silver dimes and copper coins, weighing dozens of kilograms with a jingling sound, and feeling full when held in the hand.
In the drugstore opposite the bank, I took out the gold ingot and bought fifteen Guyuan Pills, which cost me three hundred taels of silver.
Carefully hiding the elixir in his arms, Yin Xuege walked into the butcher shop, grain shop and other shops on the roadside, buying countless random things. Whenever he took out a lot of copper coins or silver coins to pay the bill
When he was young, he always had a slight affection for Miao Tianjie.
In the past seven months, he had been robbed of a total of fifty taels of silver and lost eighteen Gu Yuan Dan. But today, he got it all back.
"Twenty taels of gold, luckily he can carry it with him. Having a cheap brother-in-law is indeed a great joy in life."
With a hint of malice, Yin Xuege began to speculate. If he married Qing Lian, would he be able to reap some benefits?
But after careful consideration and thinking about Qing Lian's skinny body and yellow and thin cheeks, he sighed helplessly.
"It's a waste of money. No one wants it. What's the point of buying it back? It's clumsy and can't do anything. It can only make soup in the soup pot."
When he thought of the word 'soup', he also thought of what Qing Ling said last month in March, it is best to stew a pot of old gastrodia hen soup to nourish the stomach.
It dispels the spring cold and strengthens the body.
It was just that I was in a difficult situation at that time. The money given by Zongxue always disappeared mysteriously many times, so the supplementation naturally came to nothing.
"Lu Chai Bangzi has no meat at all. If you want to marry off and sell it for a good price, you have to be fattened up?"
With this bad idea in mind, he hired a porter and asked him to carry a load of all the odds and ends he bought. Then he ran to the market and bought four big, fat old hens, which cost him a total of nine dollars.
Money.
“It’s a lot more expensive.”
Four old hens actually cost nine coins?
Last year, four identical old hens cost at most seven cents and two cents of silver.
Thousands of years ago, the same old hen, with a few eggs, cost only six cents.
Like eggs, things in the market seem to be getting more and more expensive?
This change seems to have occurred after Lin Jingfeng became the prefect of Weicheng.
Carrying four old hens and a large bag of 20-year-old Gastrodia elata in his arms, Yin Xuege thoughtfully took the porter back home. When he sent the porter away, he gave him enough
One hundred copper coins, and this price made the surprised Qing Ling scream in shock and anger.
"This is robbing people. In the past, hiring a porter to go around Weinan City would cost you up to sixty coins."
"Now he actually wants a hundred coins. He thinks his feet are inlaid with gold, and every step he takes is sprinkled with gold powder?"
Seeing four fat and strong old hens running around on the ground clucking, Qing Ling, who was originally very happy, looked extremely gloomy.
She stood at the door of her house, staring at the back of the porter with unkind eyes, and suddenly turned around and whispered to Yin Xuege.
"Master, I didn't expect you to be so enlightened today."
"I won't ask about the origin of this money. It must be disgraceful anyway."
"Since you have already done the first year of junior high school, why not do the fifteenth year of junior high school as well? There is at least five hundred copper coins in the porter's pocket."
Qing Ling's eyes were wandering, as blurry and gloomy as an innocent soul. Obviously, she was imagining some not-so-kind scenes. With Yin Xuuge's strength, dealing with an ordinary strong porter was a problem that could be solved with one finger.
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With a heavy cough, Yin Xuege threw the Gastrodia elata and the bag containing money in her arms into Qing Ling's hands.
"Master, am I that kind of person?"
"What does it mean to have a dishonorable background? Is it possible that I can commit robbery?"
Qing Ling sighed softly and looked at her young master with pity.
"It's not like robbery. You have the heart, but you don't have the courage."
"But if you don't want to rob, you can sell yourself! The gentlemen from the next door family all wanted to be your father-in-law a few years ago."
Yin Xuuge was embarrassed. He raised his hand and slapped Qing Ling gently on the forehead. Then he flicked his sleeves and walked smoothly into the small martial arts field behind the yard with his hands behind his back.
He took a Guyuan Pill on the spot, and with his hands like dragon claws, he grabbed an old poplar tree with hundreds of years of climate beside the martial arts field. He groaned, and the Guyuan Pill released a large amount of heat in the body like charcoal, urging him to
The movement made all the blood and energy in his body circulate.
The muscles squirmed and swelled like snakes, the old poplar tree swayed its branches gently, and a very fine green air was continuously injected into his body.
Wherever the green energy passes, all flesh, flesh, and bones absorb the breath of life contained in the green energy from the old poplar trees.
His own strength is improving bit by bit. With the consumption of Guyuan Dan, his own blood is rolling like a tide, and the green energy in the old poplar tree is naturally endless. Yin Xuege has only been tempered to his current level in just sixteen years of life.
Compared with the climate of the old poplar tree that has lived for hundreds of years, its vitality is only one or two percent of that of the old poplar tree.
The little green energy extracted from the old poplar tree is not worth mentioning to the old tree itself.
What's more, as the Qi and blood in Yin Xuege's body rolled inexplicably, cyan airflow began to flow in the veins of the old poplar tree. The old poplar tree began to undergo some kind of wonderful changes, and its roots moved deeper.
Burrowing underground, it can absorb more water and nutrients every moment, and at the same time, new sprouts will gradually grow on its branches and leaves.
The old poplar tree conveyed a trace of green energy to Yin Xuuge, and he himself grew several times the amount of green energy.
And every trace of green energy injected into Yin Xuuge's body consumes about 30% of the medicinal power produced by the Guyuan Dan.
In this inexplicable way, Yin Xuege can exert the power of each Guyuan Pill more than three times. When he takes one Guyuan Pill, the benefit he gets is the effect of three Guyuan Pills for ordinary people.
Moreover, there are many impurities in Guyuan Dan. Taking one Guyuan Dan requires a lot of time kicking and punching to eliminate the impurities from the body.
But what Yin Xuege's body is absorbing at this moment is the pure green energy from the old poplar tree, which does not contain any impurities; the Guyuan Pill is only used as fuel to promote the circulation of his blood energy, giving him enough power to operate this method.
All the impurities in the elixir were transported into the body of the old poplar tree, sent underground along the tree's veins, and buried deep in the soil, without causing any obstruction to Yin Xuege himself.
The sky gradually darkened.
Qing Ling sang happily in the kitchen.
She was so heartless that she didn't care where her young master got the money, rice, noodles, and so much wine and meat. In her eyes, these were all matters of course. It was only for him that his young master could get these things back.
ability.
Just like back then, when my master was still alive, he often carried so much money and other things home.
At that time, this yard was not as deserted and withered as it is now. Qing Ling remembered that at that time she was always very happy to welcome the master back, and she could always get a few of her favorite ones from the master at that time.
Favorite candy.
"The only thing that makes the young master worse than the old master is that he doesn't bring sweets back to Qing Ling."
She frowned. Qing Ling, who was chopping chicken legs with a small axe, was stunned when she almost cut off her own fingers with the axe.
Looking in panic at the ax that was chopped almost against her own fingers, Qing Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, her face turned pale with fear.
When it got dark, the strong aroma of gastrodia hen soup came from the kitchen. At the same time, Qing Ling also fried three meat dishes. Stewed an elbow, paired with old hen soup and two vegetarian dishes. This was Yin Xue Ge and Qing Ling.
A luxurious meal that I have never had in the past three years.
Three years ago, Yin Xuuge's father passed away.
The family underwent great changes, the servants were dispersed, and all income was cut off. With only twelve taels of silver in the Zongxue monthly expenses, even Yin Xuuge could barely meet her daily physical needs. At that time, Qing Ling's biggest dream every day was
A piece of elbow skin and a big chicken leg.
"If you have elbows and drumsticks every day, it's perfect."
Looking at the dishes she had carefully prepared, Qing Lian held her hands in front of her chest and sighed.
"Whether the young master is robbing or selling himself, well, as long as Qing Lian has elbows and chicken legs, the rest doesn't matter."
After spending an afternoon in the backyard martial arts field, the power of an entire Gu Yuan Dan was finally exhausted.
Yin Xuuge was sweating profusely, and there was a faint smell of blood in his sweat. The gain he received on this day was even greater than the improvement he had received in a month in the past few years.
Relying on the green energy selflessly provided by the old poplar tree, he increased his strength by half in one afternoon.
Based on this calculation, he will be able to reach the strength of Yiding in seven days. After all, seven months ago, he already had the strength of eighty-nine.
"It seems that the Yin family in Weinan is just an ordinary small family. After all, the ancient city of Weinan is nothing in this world."
By comparing the progress I made in one afternoon and the strength I gained after practicing according to the teachings of the Yin family in the past few years, I know that the cultivation method mastered by the Yin family in Weinan is very different from my own.
Although there are various other factors involved in this, the position of the Weinan Yin family in this world is clear.
"Lin Jingfeng is only the third son of Weihou, or even the heir apparent of Weihou."
The Yin family in Weicheng is not strong, but it is the first family in Weicheng. It can be seen that the standard of Weicheng is like this. So Lin Jingfeng was sent to Weicheng as the prefect. You can imagine the value of his position as prefect.
"What kind of good place can it be for a son who does not have the right to inherit Weihou to perform his duties?"
Beside the martial arts arena, there is a well.
She took off her clothes and pantyhose, fetched a few buckets of water, rinsed her body vigorously, and put on the new clothes that Qing Ling had just hung on the wooden rack beside the martial arts arena. Yin Xuege returned to the restaurant with satisfaction.
Qing Ling was already lying on the dining table, staring at the oily water in the basin and the red pig's knuckles in a daze.
The pork knuckle has a strong aroma of herbs. Yin Xuege is a practitioner. He must add certain medicinal materials to every dish, so as to nourish the body and relax the muscles and activate the muscles.
"start."
Yin Xuuge didn't talk nonsense. He waved to Qing Lian and gave a loud shout.
Qinghe pulled off a chicken leg, smelled the chicken leg intoxicatedly, and then bit into it slowly and affectionately.
"Master, if you rob someone from now on, I will hand you a knife."
Qing Lian hummed inarticulately.
"If you sell yourself, I will ask for money for you, and I will never lose a copper coin."
The Yinxue singer held up her chopsticks and froze in mid-air.
If he were robbing someone and Qing He handed him the knife, the scene would be weird but acceptable.
But he sold himself, and Qinghe went to find someone to ask for money. What does this mean? Is she his old madam?
"Nonsense. Focus on eating."
Yin Xuege is a cultivator. The power of a Gu Yuan Dan has completely dissipated and turned into huge power stored in his body. Therefore, he is already hungry and his eyes are dazzled by hunger.
Qing Ling looks shriveled and thin, but she is also worried about the lack of oil and water in her stomach, and she also ate and drank a lot today.
It only took the master and servant a quarter of an hour to finish the table full of food and wine, and then they sat at the table happily, stroking their swollen bellies and humming non-stop.
"The pork knuckle is good, you can add some cinnamon. It will be more fragrant."
Holding the toothpick and picking his teeth slowly, Yin Xuuge looked at the beam and spoke lazily.
"Tomorrow, go buy a pig's head and bring it back. Dad used to like pig's heads."
Qing Ling raised her head and glanced at Yin Xuuge. She nodded and agreed.
"My master likes pork head stewed in clear soup and then sliced. It should be paired with Ruyiju's Laojiao wine. He likes this."
"Then go buy two more pounds of Ruyiju's Laojiao wine."
Yin Xuuge dropped the toothpick and smiled lightly. He wanted to say something else, but his expression suddenly changed.
As soon as night fell, it started to rain outside. The spring rain sprinkled on the ground, which was very moist and gratifying.
After cultivating to this point, he has made some achievements in body tempering, and his five senses are much sharper than ordinary people. On this day, he continuously extracted green energy from three old trees and integrated it into himself, and his five senses were enhanced several times.
more than.
Just now, the sound of rain outside suddenly disappeared.
Not only that, the sounds of dogs barking in the distance, people talking, and the whirring sound of the wind blowing through the treetops were all gone.
The surroundings were as quiet as if they were in an ancient tomb on a barren mountain. It was so quiet that it made one's heart palpitate, and it was so quiet that one could feel chilled.
He quietly stood up, picked up Qing Ling by the collar, and without making any sound, stuffed her into the closet in the corner of the dining room.
Qing Ling's expression changed slightly. Strangely, the small ax she had just used to chop the chicken legs was pulled out from nowhere.
Just holding the ax in her hand, Qing Ling carefully closed the closet door quietly without making any sound, leaving only a crack.
Yin Xuege quietly jumped up, his body jumped up to more than ten feet high, his left hand hung on the roof beam, and his right hand grabbed on the roof beam. He grabbed a long black sheath knife and carried it behind his back.
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His hand grabbed another handful from the roof beam. This time, he grabbed a powerful crossbow with a bow arm two feet four inches long.
Black crossbow, blood-colored crossbow strings, and three powerful arrow runes engraved on the crossbow. This is the standard of the country and the 'Gale Wind Crossbow' used exclusively by patrol officers. It has great lethality and can even be used to temper the body.
Qi practitioners who have started to eat wind and drink dew are in great danger.
This type of standard long-range weapon with high destructive power cannot be retained by the private sector at all.
Yin Xuuge's father died in the line of duty three years ago. This Gale Crossbow killed eighteen opponents in that battle, staining the crossbow's body with blood. This crossbow, along with his father's sword, uniform, etc., were all given away.
He returned to Yin Xuege's home to worship.
Such matters are clearly stipulated in various laws of the country, and the homes of meritorious officials are allowed to enshrine relics of martyrs.
But Yin Xuuge must make a commitment to these weapons that are extremely lethal and threaten serious Qigong practitioners. Once this kind of equipment is taken away and a crime is committed, he will also bear joint liability - but Yin Xuuge has not yet
As an adult, this joint liability is slightly smaller.
There was something wrong with the sound outside at this moment, and Yin Xuege instinctively thought of several small-scale talismans that could block all sounds and vitality fluctuations in a short period of time, as well as other similar objects taught in sects.
Someone used these things to surround the entire yard.
Now even if Yin Xuege yells in the yard, outsiders can't hear her.
On spring rainy nights, everything is silent, which is a good time to kill people and set fires.
After extinguishing the candles in the restaurant with one palm, Yin Xuege moved to the window and looked out through the gap between the window edges.
"Sure enough, Dad, you are still greedy. You protected me by placing these two treasures on the roof of the restaurant and eating spicy food all day long."
Yin Xuuge smiled coldly, if these long swords and crossbows were enshrined on the incense table in the main hall tonight, everything would be over and the trouble would be big.
Shadows and shadows could be seen, and three figures could be seen lightly crossing the one-foot-two-foot-high wall. They landed silently, just like a few ghosts.
Yin Xuuge looked at their actions, and his heart suddenly sank slightly.
These guys are very skilled, at least they are all masters of body tempering with a cauldron of strength.
Three people, with his current strength, he may have no choice but to kill them.
He raised the Gale Crossbow, looked through the window paper, and activated the crossbow without saying a word.
Amid the strange roaring sound, a dark red three-edged bone-piercing wolf tooth arrow whizzed away.