Beiyin Great Sage

Lei Batian threw out the letter and rubbed his brow. The hard work and effort during this period made his face look tired.

He waved his hand and said:

"Get down!"

"yes."

Manager Zhao responded and bowed down.

"I heard that you went to find Han Bang?" Lei Batian turned his head, looked at a figure in the room, and asked:

"Want super quality?"

"Yes." Zhou Jia nodded and said helplessly:

"Juniors really want to get it as soon as possible so as not to be short-changed when they need it."

He did not expect that as soon as he walked out of Elder Han's side, before he could return to the island, he would be approached by the other party.

I don’t know if it was Elder Han who took the initiative to report the news, or if there were too many people around him.

"Come to me if you want, why bother looking far away?" Lei Batian shook his head, took a sip of the fragrant tea on the side and said:

"You are my junior brother's apprentice, how can I still refuse to give it to you?"

As he spoke, he snorted softly, seeming to blame Zhou Jia for being too outspoken.

"No reward for no merit."

Zhou Jia handed over:

"Ultra-grade source quality is not an ordinary thing after all."

"You!" Lei Batian stood up and pointed from a distance:

"It's still too foreign."

"That's fine!"

He nodded and stretched his muscles:

"Let me see, how good is your Purple Thunder Ax Technique now?"

As soon as the sound fell, with a wave of his hand, the inkstone on the table jumped up from the ground, breaking through the air, and carrying a wave of air, it went straight to Zhou Jia's door.

The inkstone is made of heavy Nanshan ancient stone.

This stone is heavy and hard, and a small piece weighs dozens of kilograms.

Under the blessing of invisible energy, the inkstone is as fast as a meteor, rubbing against the air, and even tiny sparks appear on the surface.

Such swift and violent power is terrifying!

Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed and he didn't have time to think too much. He subconsciously leaned forward and used his hand as an ax to slash towards the incoming inkstone.

A moment ago, all the muscles in his body were still in a relaxed state.

The next moment.

His skin and flesh were already tense, and the power of a roaring thunder emerged from his mind, causing his skin and flesh to tremble, and also carrying a destructive power.

"Peng!"

He struck the inkstone with his vertical palm, and wisps of electric light erupted from it. The heavy, hard inkstone immediately fell into pieces.

After hitting the target, there was no joy on Zhou Jia's face, but there was a warning sign in his heart, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

The instinct of the physical body caused the hairs all over his body to explode. His body bounced like an open bow, and the terrifying explosive power was ready to move.

"Uh-huh!"

Lei Batian, who was several feet away, opened his eyes wide, with thunder hidden in his tiger eyes, and the electric light shone on the spot and disappeared.

Appeared again, already in front of Zhou Jia.

He used his hand as a knife and his arm bone as the blade. Electric light wrapped around his arm, and a gap silently opened in the wall a few feet away in front of him.

The fierce wind made Zhou Jia's breathing stagnant, and the alarm in his heart increased greatly. The spine on his back rose and fell rapidly like a big dragon, and huge force exploded from his body.

Swinging his arms, it was like a giant ax swinging in succession, hitting the incoming person.

"Peng!"

"Crackling..."

"boom……"

The two collided and the room immediately suffered.

The hard bluestone floor was like soft tofu under their feet. There were cracks wherever they passed, and the overflowing energy even destroyed the tables, chairs and benches in the house.

"good!"

Lei Batian's eyes lit up:

"The energy can be moved at will, and the changes are endless. Your Purple Thunder Ax Technique has entered the realm of transformation!"

While they were talking, the two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves. They were going back and forth, seemingly equally matched, but Zhou Jia's face was red, but Lei Batian was able to speak in an orderly manner.

His tone was extremely calm.

Make a decision!

"Take another move from me."

Lei Batian's eyes narrowed, and the lightning suddenly gathered in the field. A force of thunder that could destroy the heaven and earth swept across the surrounding area in an instant.

Zhou Jia's heart felt cold, feeling as if he was being punished by God, and all his resistance was in vain.

No!

Trying to convince yourself like this is not enough!

A silent growl emerged from his mind, and at the same time, the remnants in his body made his body sway like a dragon and snake, accompanied by a flash of lightning.

Buck the trend.

"Peng!"

Lei Batian patted lightly with one hand, and Zhou Jia staggered backwards, sweating profusely all over his body.

"Uncle Master, his palm skills are good!"

After a pause, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and held his hand towards the other party:

"Junior admires me."

He knew in his heart that if the other party hadn't been merciful with that palm just now, he would be no match for him even if he put on the armor and went all out.

"Well……"

Lei Batian looked at Zhou Jia carefully and nodded slowly:

"You're not bad. When I was your age, I was far inferior to you. It's true that there are talents emerging from generation to generation, and the new generation is worse than the old one."

"Uncle, you are too flattering."

"Humility is a good thing, but being too modest is wrong."

Lei Batian shook his head, his expression actually looked a little lonely, a kind of unwillingness to see young people gaining momentum while he was getting older.

But there was nothing we could do.

"Do you know what the move I just called was?"

"I was about to ask for advice." Zhou Jia's eyes lit up.

The palm just now was full of changes and contained the power of thunder. It was extremely fierce, but it was different from the purple thunder sword technique. It seemed to have another mystery.

The reborn Purple Thunder Sword Technique, but obviously stronger.

"Five thunders struck from heaven!"

Lei Batian looked intently and said solemnly:

"The name is called Heaven Strikes Five Thunder Booms!"

"..." Zhou Jia opened his mouth and said somewhat reluctantly:

"Good name."

"Haha!" Lei Batian laughed when he heard this:

"All Lei has learned throughout his life is in this method, and he is proud of it, but you are still the first to say that the name is nice."

"Too hypocritical!"

His laughter fell, he turned his head and asked:

"Do you want to learn?"

Zhou Jia looked up in surprise.

"Don't ask Lao Han about super quality matters." Lei Batian waved his hand, opened the drawer on the side, and threw two things over:

"I'll give you a secret guard. You take them to get rid of a few people in Kirishima. Then come to me to exchange for super-grade essence."

"You will not be rewarded if you have no merit, as long as you have merit."

Zhou Jia took the things, a token and a picture scroll, and nodded when he heard the words:

"yes!"

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"Are you going to pass the Five Thunderbolts from Heaven to Zhou Jia?"

Mrs. Lei made strong tea for Lei Batian as always, came behind him, rubbed his shoulders gently, and said with an unhappy face:

"You haven't even taught this skill to a prisoner, how can you teach it to an outsider?"

"You think I don't want to pass on the prisoners?" Lei Batian shook his head and said helplessly:

"He can't even master the Purple Thunder Sword Technique. Even if he trains to strike with five thunderbolts, he still won't be able to get in. It's a waste of time."

"Zhou Jia is different."

He paused slightly, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes:

"He is the person I have met in my life. Apart from me, he is the person who is most compatible with the Purple Thunder Sword Technique. In just a few years, he has cultivated the technique to a state of perfection."

"Given time, it may not be the second me!"

"No!"

"I took a detour when I was young. If he had my guidance, it would not be surprising if he would one day achieve more than Lei."

"Then you can't even pass it to him." Mrs. Lei used her hands hard and said solemnly:

"If you tell him, what will happen to the prisoner?"

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." Lei Batian waved his hands with an indifferent look on his face:

"Furthermore, Zhou Jia is Junior Brother's apprentice and is not considered an outsider. Prisoner will be the leader of the Tianhu Gang in the future, so he will need someone to help him."

"Just like me, without the hard work of my junior brother back then, I wouldn't be where the Tianhu Gang is today."

"I can share weal and woe with my junior brother, and Qiu'er and Zhou Jia should do the same. Forging a good relationship now is also for Qiu'er's future plans."

"Huh!" Mrs. Lei snorted softly, her eyes flashing:

"Outsiders cannot be trusted after all. Don't make any random plans for the prisoner."

Lei Batian smiled and said nothing.

He is not worried about this.

Just like he trusts Shan Muhua, the relationship between Zhou Jia and Lei Qiao will definitely continue from the previous generation, with mutual support and trust.

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Zhou Jia was sitting in the tavern, stroking the token with one hand and unfolding the scroll with the other, savoring it carefully, as if it contained many secrets.

There is some food on the table.

At this time, there were not many customers in the tavern, and the doorman was lazy and taking a break, squinting his eyes and leaning against the doorpost, falling asleep.

An old man and a young man walked into the tavern.

The old man had a weathered look on his face and walked tremblingly. The young man was a girl in her early ten years with two straws stuck in her back.

"Gulu..."

Looking at the things on the wine table, the girl's throat rolled and she reached out to grab them.

"Snapped!"

The old man's expression changed drastically, he slapped the back of the girl's hand fiercely, and shouted angrily:

"what are you doing?"

"Grandpa." The girl's eyes were red and her voice was trembling:

"Hungry!"

"I'm hungry!"

"You can't take it even if you're hungry." The old man shouted:

"If you offend me, do you still want to live?"

"You two!" When the waiter heard the noise, he trembled and trotted out, shouting:

"I just didn't see you, so you sneaked in. I'm asking for a beating. Is this a place where you can come in?"

"Get out of here quickly!"

As he spoke, he pushed and pushed people away.

"Master!"

The old man resisted and refused to retreat, while he bowed towards Zhou Jia, with a flattering smile on his face, and begged:

"You are so pitiful. We haven't eaten for two days. We would be very grateful if you could give us some food."

Zhou Jia put down the scroll and subconsciously touched his waist.

Then he stopped and said indifferently:

"Son, give them two loaves and drive them out!"

"This..." The child was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

"yes."

"Thank you, Master, hurry up, thank you for the reward!" The old man looked excited, and at the same time he pulled the little girl to kneel down, and kowtowed to Zhou Jia repeatedly.

"Two cakes, what's there to thank you for?" Not far away, a guest at another table sneered disdainfully:

"You old man is confused. You thanked someone for kicking you out. You really don't know what to say."

There were three people sitting on the table, two men and one woman, all young people in their prime. The woman among them was the one who spoke.

They were well-dressed, and it was immediately apparent that they were of extraordinary origin.

"I don't dare." The old man shook his head repeatedly, his face turned pale:

"I would be very grateful if you could give us a piece of cake."

He didn't dare to offend either side, and now he just asked the other side to say a few words, otherwise the cake that was about to reach his mouth might be gone.

"Snapped!"

Two Origin Stones fell to the ground.

One of the men at the table said coldly:

"What can you do with two pieces of biscuit? If you're full, you won't be able to eat the next meal. It's more serious to take these two Origin Stones and take good care of yourself and find a job."

The old man's eyes shone, but the girl had obviously never seen the Origin Stone before, her face was blank, and she didn't understand why her grandfather was so excited when she rushed over.

When he saw the waiter at the side, his eyes flashed, and his greed flashed away.

"Thank you guys!"

"Baby!" the old man shouted:

"Kneel down quickly and thank me for your reward!"

The girl didn't think much and knelt down and kowtowed, causing the three of them to laugh.

"When you have money, sit down and eat." The woman at the table smiled and waved her hands, and even spoke provocatively towards Zhou Jia:

"Who dares to drive you out?"

Zhou Jia frowned and slowly put away the scroll. Just as he was about to stand up, a group of people rushed in from outside the door, all with murderous intent on their faces.

There were twenty or thirty people in the crowd, and they sealed the large tavern silently. No one said a word, and everyone was frightened by the invisible evil aura.

"My lord!"

The man in front of him glanced at everyone in the field, then quickly came to Zhou Jia, knelt down on one knee, and said in a muffled voice:

"I found it. After Kirishima was breached, the people around Qin Wuying fled in all directions. One of them, Qin Guyan, was a descendant of Qin Wuying's family. He was already ninth grade at a young age and was their main leader. "

"This man is easy to make friends. He has several close friends. The three daughters of the Liu family outside the city became sworn brothers and sisters with him. They are very familiar with each other."

"Liu family." Zhou Jia nodded:

"Let's go!"

A group of people came and went in a hurry. Their movements were orderly and not chaotic at all, which made other people in the tavern tremble.

It wasn't until the person walked away that the others could calm down. Only then did the two men and one woman at the table look at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Kirishima?

Qin Wuying?

This is a level that can only be accessed by top masters in Shicheng.

Liu Sanniang!

One of them shrank his eyes, suddenly slapped the table and stood up, then carefully looked around and said in a low voice:

"Let's go!"

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Island.

Standing on the shore, you can see the waterways crisscrossing it.

A group of people stood here quietly, looking into the distance.

The person in charge was tall and thin, with a pale face. He was dressed in a long gray coat, with unruly long hair. His temperament was quiet and aloof.

It was Guo Wuduan, the leader of Tianshui Village.

"The village master."

The helmsman, Wei Qiu, spoke in a low voice:

"Will they come?"

"I will." Guo Wujuan said calmly, but his voice was unquestionable:

"The Yunsong water bandits have been able to live freely for so many years, and our Tianshui Village is indispensable. As long as they want to continue like this, they will definitely come."

"This time the Tianhu Gang is coming fiercely. Even if there are Yunsong water bandits, I'm afraid..." Wei Chou glanced at the leader of the village and whispered:

"Do you want to ask those people for help?"

"Those people are too weird." Guo Wuduan frowned and shook his head:

"I'm afraid it's easy to invite gods but hard to send them away. There's no need to worry, things haven't reached that level yet."

"yes!"

Wei Qiu responded and sighed again:

"The person named Lei is really ruthless this time. Even though it's none of our business, he still takes the opportunity to cause trouble, and he even doesn't hesitate to cause a fight between the two sides."

"Lei Batian has always been cautious." Guo Wu's expression did not change.

The conflict between him and Lei Batian has been going on for a long time.

When the Tianhu Gang was first established, Tianshui Village was already a behemoth. Lei Batian grew stronger step by step in Shicheng and expanded his sphere of influence. Naturally, there were many disputes between the two sides.

Even the death of Lei Batian's sister was related to Tianshui Village, and the hatred was deep.

"coming!"

One person drinks low.

But I saw a small boat on the water in the distance, like a sharp arrow, sticking to the water, crossing a white water line, and rushing towards me.