In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

"that whoever……"

Jin Yin Ding raised his hand and pointed, just about to continue talking.

Suddenly, he was lightly touched by Lieutenant Zhaoxian beside him, and his direction changed slightly.

Um?

Jin Yin Ding looked to his side in confusion.

But I heard the subtle voice of Lieutenant Zhaoxian:

"Special Envoy Jin, this is a famous poor man who dares to kill people in public, please change him..."

"..."

"Hmm... I see you have your head buried so low. Are you dissatisfied with me?"

After a few breaths, Jinyin Ding made a sound again.

The advanced martial arts masters raised their heads slightly, followed his direction, and suddenly discovered that he was pointing at a middle-aged martial master dressed in black, with the word "mountain gun" written in white paint on his clothes.

"It's Zhang Tiancheng from Shanpao Boxing Academy!"

"I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble."

There were dense sounds all around.

Zhang Tiansheng, who was in the center of everyone's attention, raised his head in bewilderment and faced the serious eyes of the special envoy.

My brain can't turn around at all.

Why did he attract the attention of the special envoy when he obviously buried his head so low?

"Jin, Lord Jin, I really don't have this idea..."

"I was wronged!"

Not caring about anything else, Zhang Tiansheng, who was about to cry without tears, quickly defended himself.

After dozens of crying sentences, Jin Yin Ding reluctantly agreed to let Zhang Tiancheng go to the back to "talk in detail" with him.

As the two left, Lieutenant Zhao also followed.

The martial arts masters breathed a sigh of relief, and some began to talk in detail, talking about how much money or even what kind of rare items they would have to pay to satisfy the appetites of the gold and silver cauldron and the county lieutenant Zhao.

Chen Lin checked the time and felt that Butcher Zheng should have taken care of the four silver-spotted wolves, so he simply got up and left the barracks.

After the test just now, it was obvious that Jin Yin Ding and Zhao County Lieutenant were just two bullies who were afraid of the strong, and there was no need to waste time here.

"Brother Chen!"

Pei Zhongjie beside him subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and in the end he could only watch his back go away.

Other martial arts masters also watched Chen Lin leave.

Others subconsciously followed a few steps, but their companions immediately pulled them back gently.

"You are crazy. If you run away now, you will definitely be put on the list!"

"He's crazy and you're going crazy too?"

When Chen Lin just stood up, he had already attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

But until he walked through the door, no one dared to stop him.

The Flying Bear Boxing Gym was originally located in Dongcheng.

When the fighting started, these soldiers received first-hand news.

On the contrary, after he left, some smart people came to where he was and moved away the empty chair he left behind.

"It's okay if he leaves, but we can't let the special envoy see him and ruin his mood..."

…

Walk out of the barracks and return to Dongcheng again.

The situation here is not much better than in other urban areas.

It was also a desolate scene.

Even because it was closer to the barracks, even the common people did not dare to go out on the street at will, for fear of being pulled away accidentally.

Across the empty martial arts street, you will find the Li family's weapons forging shop in the east city. There is a constant sound of banging in the furnace, and apprentices are half-naked and sweating profusely, forging their weapons.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Master Li, please accept my younger brother. He is very diligent and we can still sign the deed..."

"Oh, they are all from this family. It's not that I don't agree, but there are really too many people who want to come to our place to be apprentices in the past few days. There are still people who only need to take care of the food..."

At the door of the forging shop, a young man was grabbing the owner of the forging shop and begging.

Chen Lin passed by and could only shake his head.

Dongcheng used to have prosperous industries, but now working as an apprentice in various shops at least has the advantage of being close to the water.

Other people in the city probably wouldn't have it so easy.

Especially the fishermen in Nancheng.

"I can't help it, I can't control it so much."

"It's better to live your life well and go back and continue practicing."

Returning to Beichengshan City, I took the four prepared silver-spotted wolves from Butcher Zheng, and finally said hello to Uncle Xiang.

Chen Lin walked straight towards home.

While thinking about it in my mind.

"These four wolves weigh a total of about 400 kilograms. At ten kilograms a day, it is enough for me to eat for about a month and a half."

"When you finish eating, you can ask Lao Niu to continue leading the way... Or, when I finish eating, the fire body of Xiao Wu Lei Dharmakaya should also be refined. Is it time to set the target on the flying tiger?"

He didn't forget the two tigers.

…

for the rest of the time.

Chen Lin practiced at home or went to Lao Niu to practice.

Every time, the progress of Dharmakaya can be pushed forward.

Compared with ordinary monks, his spiritual body not only has advantages in the cultivation of martial arts.

Even this Dharmakaya technique went very smoothly.

After practicing Dharmakaya so many times, I have never made any mistakes.

Among them is the reason for his thorough research on the art of Dharmakaya, but the role of his own qualifications cannot be underestimated.

Just when Chen Lin was indulging in practice every day, he pulled the Fire and Thunder Dharmakaya's practice progress to two-thirds in one breath.

There was news from Uncle Xiang, asking him to come over.

Lao Niu's batch of teardrops has found a reliable buyer...

At dusk, the mountain city is deserted.

Uncle Xiang's shop had closed its door early, leaving only a slight gap.

Chen Lin stepped forward and knocked, making a sound.

The door opened quickly inside.

"Alin, come in quickly."

Uncle Xiang held his hand and quickly closed the door after he came in.

Also sitting in the room was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who looked like a scholar, about thirty years old.

After seeing Chen Lin come in, he immediately recognized him and quickly stood up:

"I didn't expect that the owner of the cargo was Mr. Lin. I'm disrespectful!"

"In Xiagu Wenxuan, he is a leader of the Gu family caravan in Xicheng."

"Gu family?" Chen Lin didn't expect that Uncle Xiang said before that the person he could trust was also from the Gu family.

Uncle Xiang came over and said, "Yes, Wenxuan and I have been friends for more than ten years. He went to Tianjing with a ship a while ago. I informed him immediately when he came back..."

Gu Wenxuan also smiled and said: "I didn't expect such a coincidence. The Holy One recently wanted to hold a big sacrifice in Tianjing, and is soliciting the teardrops of the Thunderfire Four-horned Ox from all directions."

"I searched through various channels outside but couldn't find it. When I came back disappointed, it actually appeared in front of me!"

Chen Lin put the teardrops he brought on the table.

Gu Wenxuan checked carefully and quickly determined it.

"They are indeed the tears of the Thunder Fire Four-horned Cow, and they are full of crystal clear. I heard people say that the Thunder Fire Four-horned Cow will shed tears when the child is born. The quality is the best. I guess these are the tears at that time..."

No, it was shed when it begged for mercy.

Lao Niu is obviously still single.

Chen Lin complained in his heart.

Then I heard Gu Wenxuan speak again:

"Mr. Lin, these teardrops are undoubtedly of the highest quality. There is absolutely no problem in selling them for one, two or three yuan each."

"However, the great sacrifice held by the Holy One this time is to wash away the bad luck of successive defeats. These teardrops are urgently needed, so I can add four more silver coins for each one."

"That's just one, two or seven cents of silver!"

"So high?!" Uncle Xiang was shocked.