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Chapter 133 Unable to reach the Copper Skin Realm

Yang Hao's words instantly immersed the scene.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

They are all from the countryside. If they were forced to do so, they might be chased and poked in the back every day.

Brother, leave these brothers with a huge problem.

Zhang Ren still couldn't stand it anymore. It was okay for others not to speak, but he couldn't.

The eldest brother appointed him to handle it. If he couldn't handle it well, thinking about it, he felt that he would not let him go easily.

He looked around at everyone around him and then tried:

"How about we do what the eldest brother said? The poorest family will be dealt with one by one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene was immersed in the scene for several seconds.

The next moment happened almost by chance.

"Okay, okay!"

"I think it's okay. It just so happens that each family left behind can get some land."

"Well, if you can't survive, drive them away!"

"Since Brother Zhang said so, just do what Brother Zhang wants!"

Everyone quickly reached an agreement, and Zhang Ren, Yang Hao and others began to assign tasks.

However, Huang An, who led the team to leave, said that the scenery along the way was unique, but he had no intention of staying any longer.

Everyone filed in directly from the city gate and went straight to the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.

The people of Dahuaishu Village were not asked to hand over food, and they did not choose any "concubine" in Dahuaishu Village or rob any civilian girls.

The temptation of these things is actually very great for any ordinary person.

Let any ordinary person in his hometown on Earth stand in his position and enjoy his power. There is no doubt that most of them will be transformed into citizens of the motherland and become evil men full of evil in a matter of minutes.

It's not that Huang An forgot about these temptations, but he really felt they were unnecessary.

He has gone through life and death to live a human life, and it seems that he has fundamentally lost interest in this kind of thing.

We are all so poor. Even if we can squeeze out some juice, we will probably cause a lot of trouble and spend a lot of effort.

With this little time, wouldn't he have a lot of money to go back to his hometown?

There is no famine these days, and there is no shortage of food in Youzhou as a whole. If you have money, are you afraid of not being able to buy food?

As for robbing civilian girls?

Even if Huang An wanted to, he couldn't do it!

In a village where supplies are extremely scarce, men don’t even have enough to eat, let alone women?

If you're hungry, your facial features will definitely not show any signs, and most likely they will be crooked and cracked.

Just based on their skin, they cannot be compared with any other women from their hometown.

Is it possible that there really are women who suck dew and don't eat and become beautiful?

If it were true, Huang An would have to wonder if what he met was a female goblin.

If you don’t eat enough and don’t have enough nutrients, your facial features will not look good.

The crooked melon and cracked dates are the true portrayal of the women of Dahuaishu Village.

After Huang An led his troops back to the martial arts hall, they were not idle either.

He arranged tasks for everyone before leaving, and he also got into work intensively.

I will leave the city early tomorrow morning, and my destination is Fen County, a hundred miles away.

Time is very tight. Now that Old Man Li is ready, he must leave quickly and can't waste any more time.

There will be a lot of people going with you, so you can imagine how complicated the things to prepare are.

The master needs thousands of people.

Naturally, these people will not go there together, but in batches.

Uncle Li arranged for 535 people. This was the first batch of manpower. Huang An took them all with him this time.

As for the second and third batches of people, he doesn't need to worry about them. When the master is free, someone will pick them up and drop them off.

Huang An asked Dahuaishu Village to send 300 people, plus the people he brought with him.

Adding up the three parties, the total number of people was close to one thousand.

Huang An even guessed that his own soldiers might bring their families with them.

After all, no matter what, Xialin Village outside Fen County is finally closer to Youzhou City.

No matter what, the standard of living will be better than that in a corner of Feng'an County.

At the very least, you won't go hungry.

In this day and age, it would be great to run without going hungry.

Going to oneself can be considered a very good result.

Huang An's guess was good. At 4:30 in the morning on the second day, the sky was dim under the moonlight and the ground was white.

Today is a good day for traveling.

The entire west city gate, from the city gate all the way to the road to Fen County, is full of people, and the queue stretches for seven to eight hundred meters.

The total number of people exceeded one thousand one hundred.

The oxen, horses, donkeys, and mules were dragging their families with them, and the team was in such a mess that Huang An frowned.

The crying of women and children made Huang An upset.

If he hadn't personally promised that water tanks, barrels and other sundries would be given to Xialin Village when they arrived, they could even bring the broken water tanks under the eaves at home.

Huang An still underestimated the temptation of the treatment he offered to his subordinates. After those subordinates returned home, basically everyone convinced several family members.

Even as men, they directly ordered their younger brothers and sisters to take advantage of this rare opportunity to follow them to Xialin Village.

When they set out, one person took at least three brothers and sisters with him, preparing to go to Xialin Village to join their eldest brother.

Children cry, women scold, men shout, the sounds of cattle and horses neigh, and the birds in the mountains are often frightened and flutter up.

The whole scene was in chaos, Huang An and Yu Mao were at the front of the team.

Their brothers received the order and rode in front of and behind the team to rectify the team and give instructions on how to get on the road.

After about seven or eight minutes, the head count was completed. Huang An took two large booklets in his hands, stuffed them into the large bag on the horse's back, and tied the mouth of the bag.

Then he raised his right hand and shouted an order.

"Set off!"

The team started slowly, winding its way through the mountains like a giant python.

The people who followed them this time were basically middle-aged and children.

As for the old people, fifteen of them came, but Huang An drove them back.

Even though he cried for his father and mother and knelt down and kowtowed, Huang An didn't change his mind.

How can he care about the life and death of these old immortals?

Huang An doesn't want trash that can't work, and his master doesn't want trash either.

As for the old people in the Big Locust Tree Villa, he doesn't want any of them.

Huang An and Zhao Dun are not looking for people to enjoy themselves, but to work.

The older children followed on the road, looked after by their parents, and were in high spirits, talking and laughing.

Obviously looking forward to the future life.

The younger children sat on the bullock carts in twos and threes.

They got up too early in the morning, lying on the sacks in the car, their eyes dim.

Time is very tight, so naturally their speed will not be slow.

Management is a science. Managing thousands of people on a road or traveling hundreds of miles up a mountain road, you can imagine how difficult it is.

Various problems, large and small, emerged one after another, which once made Huang An very anxious.

Fortunately, he accumulated some management experience while in Xialin Village.

The second brother, Yu Mao, and a group of brothers under him were all helping, so there was no big trouble.

The bandits in the entire Youzhou territory, the older ones basically all have backgrounds.

Even the hundred-mile long road from Feng'an to Youzhou is no exception.

The second and fourth masters of Xialin Village led the team, and no blind bandits came to rob him.

Now Lord Zhao Dun's name has spread throughout Youzhou City.

There will be a big banquet soon.

As a disciple of Zhao Dun, Huang An is not well-known.

But people in Feng'an County and Fen County, whether they are ordinary people or people in the underworld, all know Huang An's name and know that he is the current fourth leader of Xialin Village.

Xia Lin Village is not something that ordinary people can offend, and since Huang An joined, no one dares to stroke the tiger's beard.

We set off at 4:30 in the morning and stopped for repairs at noon.

Those who eat dry food eat dry food, those who feed the horses feed the horses, and those who coax the children coax the children.

They will rest here for an hour and then continue their journey.

Estimating the distance, they have traveled nearly seventy miles.

There was definitely enough time. At six or seven o'clock in the evening, they would be able to walk to the boundary of Xialin Village.

By then, the task will be almost half completed.

Huang An took his brothers for an inspection and soon returned to the front of the team.

He was sitting next to Brother Yu, and a fire had been set up in front of them. The fire was burning very brightly, and the flames were spreading all over Lao Gao.

The two of them were roasting wild boar and chatting away.

Old man Li was getting stronger and stronger. He rode alongside Huang An and the others all the way. At this time, he was commanding several men to make rice in the pots.

Several of Huang An's brothers, such as Yang Chengwu, saw that they had nothing to do for the time being. After telling Huang An, they ran to the side of the small forest and disappeared.

After a while, the sound of fists and feet breaking through the air came out.

Hearing this familiar voice, Huang An raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sure enough, he went to practice martial arts and do his homework.

However, he didn't care, he just felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

There is no lazy warrior who has achieved success, especially the warriors who are stuck in the six-organ realm, competing against one another.

Because once you break through to the copper skin realm, you can become a master in an instant.

I have been traveling all morning, and during my lunch break, I also have to practice martial arts.

It must be that they were too busy last night and got up too early this morning, so these brothers haven't finished their homework this morning.

Huang An didn't go to practice martial arts because he slept better last night and had already practiced martial arts when he got up.

If you practice a little more in the evening, you'll be almost there.

Yu Mao was sitting on a stone, holding a wooden stick in his hand with half a roast chicken skewered on it.

Use your fingers gently and move them slowly and regularly.

He stared at Xiao Linzi, his eyes were blank and his eyes were slightly desolate.

He saw the shadow of his past in Yang Chengwu and others.

However, he, Yu Mao, obviously had better luck.

He turned to look at Huang An, who was chewing meat pie, and suddenly sighed:

"They work hard, are inspirational, and are strong, but they are destined to fail to reach the copper-skin realm."

Huang An was stunned for a moment, paused in the chewing action in his mouth, and chewed twice more.

After practicing martial arts for so long and taking so many precious medicines, Huang An realized that what his second brother said was right.

Without precious medicine and hard work alone, it is indeed impossible to break through the copper skin realm.

He relies on his own hard training to accumulate the power of Qi and blood. By the time he can accumulate enough energy to break through the copper skin realm, he will be very old.

At that time, the power of Qi and blood has declined, and the difficulty of breaking through has increased at least ten times.

Moreover, it is only this one chance. Once successful, it is not bad, and you can live another twenty or thirty years.

The entire family benefited from this, especially the younger generation. The difficulty of practicing martial arts was instantly reduced by more than ten times.

But after the failure, decades of hard work turned into a dream.

There was a surge in his throat, and Huang An suddenly remembered that he was about to die. He struggled, endured the severe pain, overcame his body's instinct, and forced food into his throat.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, looking at the flames that were as hot as dancing elves, Huang An said:

"Second brother, success is not achieved by climbing to the top of the mountain. For birds that cannot fly, when they flutter their wings and want to fly, they have already broken the shackles of fate."

He paused, suddenly smiled, and added: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

Hearing Huang An's answers and rhetorical questions, Yu Mao seemed to be lost in memories. He remembered that he had been confused at the time.

He suddenly sighed and said:

"Brother, I'm crazy how old I am, but I'm not as good at seeing through it as you, my fourth brother."

As if thinking of something wonderful, he suddenly laughed, "Yeah, who can see clearly from now on?"

Huang An smiled and didn't answer any more.

He actually didn't say anything.

"I don't believe there are still people who eat precious medicine as jelly beans, so they can't break through the copper skin realm?"

He raised his head slightly, turned his neck, and shifted his gaze to the small forest not far away. He seemed to be looking through the small forest to write down the faces and names of the brothers under his command.

The fairest thing about this martial arts practice is that as long as you work hard, you will definitely be rewarded.

If we can get some financial help, that would be the best thing in the world.


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