Beiyin Great Sage

Zhou Jia looked through the window and nodded slowly.

Without the Huo Mansion in charge of Huojiabao, the lack of looting is true, but it also means the loss of protection, and no one is responsible for the safety of others.

Whether it's good or bad, it's really hard to say.

That's it.

On the street, there was a conflict for unknown reasons. Five figures surrounded a meat stall owner, roaring and charging while waving their weapons.

The stall owner had a fat figure, a huge kitchen knife in his hand, and a pair of ferocious small eyes. Faced with the siege of five people, he did not retreat but advanced.

"puff!"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The kitchen knife danced in the hands of the stall owner, like a roaring wave. Anyone caught in it would be torn into pieces, no matter whether they were human beings or weapons.

Obviously, the stall owner not only has great martial arts skills, but also has a sword.

Although he is fat, his movement speed is not slow. Especially when he explodes, there are only afterimages in the field, making it difficult to distinguish his true body.

In comparison, the five people who originally wanted to take advantage could only be described as ordinary. They were killed on the spot one after another, and the last one could not escape.

But in just a few moments, five people were found dead on the spot.

People on the street have become accustomed to this scene, and no one stepped forward to stop it. However, some people's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

"Seventh grade!"

Wang Wu raised his eyebrows upstairs:

"When did this cook get promoted to the seventh rank? It's really good luck."

"What?" Zhou Jia said:

"you know?"

"Yeah." Wang Wu nodded:

"The fat chef Ge Liang has a store in the inner city, and his skewered sausage meat is very popular. Now he has come to live in the outer city."

"As long as you have the strength, you can gain a firm foothold no matter whether you are in the inner city or the outer city."

"Well……"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ge Liang:

"injured?"

"Not necessarily." Zhou Jia shook his head gently.

"It seems he is hiding his clumsiness." Wang Wu nodded:

"This guy looks fat and has big ears, but he is actually very careful. If anyone wants to take advantage of him at this time, he will probably be in bad luck."

Zhou Jia smiled and said nothing.

On the street, Ge Liang rummaged over several corpses, put away a few bags, pushed his cart and headed towards the dense forest.

Among the onlookers, several people quietly left and followed from behind.

What the purpose is is self-evident.

"Ah……"

Wang Wu shook his head:

"Without the Huo Mansion's suppression, these people are becoming more and more lawless. It's a pity that they took advantage of the situation this time. I'm afraid they chose the wrong target."

"Friend, do you think Ge Liang is really injured or fake?"

"What's the difference?" Zhou Jia took a sip of the free tea.

"That's right." Wang Wu lowered the curtains and shook his head with a smile:

"Whether you are injured or not has nothing to do with us."

"Come!"

He opened the package and stretched out his hand to signal:

"Let's continue."

…………

"Excellent martial arts?"

Zhou Jia took a few books, and the surprise at the beginning was gone:

"You can't chew off more than you can chew, and there have been a lot more printed materials in the market recently, so martial arts are not very valuable anymore."

at first.

When he saw the superior martial arts, he was still excited, but now he can do it without any disturbance.

Excellent martial arts is good, but a person's energy is limited, and practicing multiple martial arts is far less efficient than specializing in one.

Even though he has the talent to wield weapons, he is currently a little too busy.

“Can the ones at the market compare to mine?”

Wang Wu looked disdainful:

"The ones I use are all of the highest quality martial arts. In the past, only the Templar Knights and Huo Mansion Guardians had meritorious service, and were qualified to practice."

"Yes." Zhou Jia's voice remained unchanged:

"It's a pity that it's still a printed matter. You should also know that once this kind of thing becomes a mass commodity, it will lose its value."

He didn't believe that the other party only sold it to him.

"Hehe..." Wang Wu smiled:

"The same martial arts can be practiced by hundreds of people in hundreds of ways. Even if others have seen it, they may not be able to decipher it. And once it is completed and completed..."

"No!" Zhou Jia waved his hand to stop him:

"How many people in Huojiapu have mastered martial arts to perfection?"

As he spoke, he picked out a book at random:

"This one!"

"Brother, you have good vision!" Wang Wu praised:

"This mountain-like strength comes from the secret teachings of the Holy Temple. In fact, it should be the martial arts of the Dalin Dynasty. After learning it, the strength is as strong as a mountain and will not fall down."

"Unless the strength exceeds too much, you can definitely defend one side and not be at a disadvantage. It would be better if you have a shield."

"It can also be paired with this Cloud Chong Fist..."

"No need." Zhou Jia pushed the other books over:

"Let's look at the others."

"That's fine." Wang Wu looked regretful, but still nodded and took out a dozen talismans from the package:

"The 'spells' in Fei Mu's world are unpredictable and extremely miraculous. They are not like practicing martial arts. They must be practiced hard before they can be used."

"These spiritual talismans can also be activated by the second level."

"The Spiritual Light Talisman can activate a strong light that covers several feet, making people blind in a short period of time; the powerful Bone Rotting Technique can corrode the body and can seriously injure seventh-level masters; the Rapid Arrow Technique can trigger three attacks as fast as the top of a mountain; The wind blade technique can activate several wind blades..."

Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes, slowly scanned the talismans on the table, and finally said slowly:

"how much is the total?"

"If you want them all, you can get a discount." Wang Wu's eyes flickered and he gestured:

"Three... two hundred and eighty Origin Stones!"

"Including this book Rushanjin?"

"Don't be joking, my friend. Even if it's a printed matter, the best martial arts requires at least one or two hundred Origin Stones, right?"

"Three hundred Origin Stones, pack them all up!" Zhou Jia took out his money bag:

"If possible, deal."

"..." Wang Wu opened his mouth and sighed helplessly after a long time:

"For the sake of regular customers."

"make a deal!"

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tree house.

Zhou Jia put down the package, took out a wooden box, and carefully put the talisman he had obtained into it.

After collecting for a period of time, he has more than a hundred spiritual talismans in his hand, many of which are powerful and more than enough to protect himself.

The reason why I collect magic talismans is because I feel insecure.

Different from Baojia.

Although the talisman is powerful, it can only be used once. It is a consumable item. As long as the price is enough, even the temple itself will sell it.

Put away the magic talisman and pick up Rushan Jin.

There was a smile on his face.

When a printed version of superior martial arts appears on the market, it will indeed lead to a loss of value, but as long as it is consistent with what you have learned, it is still rare.

This book is as strong as a mountain, just what I want.

The energy of movement is like a mountain, and the energy of the whole body is condensed, which can resist all heavy blows.

Even if you are besieged 360 degrees, as long as you don't break the mountain strength on the outside, you can ensure that you are not hurt on the inside.

and.

It can be paired with weapon training.

The sword can be

Shields are better!

After flipping through the secret book, Zhou Jia did not rush to practice. Instead, he took a pill and swallowed it in his belly, then crossed his legs on the bed and performed the silent movement technique.

The following days.

Practice the Three-Yuan Zhengfa, Thunder Axe, Shield Shock, Mountain Strength, plus practice the Iron Yuan Shen and the Nine-layer Climbing Stairs from time to time...

Strength increases little by little.

Zhou Jia's life was full and full of hope.

The mine would also pass by from time to time, and the transactions with Wang Wu continued.

"Director, have you heard the news?" The one-armed Hei San poured tea and water with a diligent look on his face:

"Several forces are already discussing to form an alliance to jointly manage Huojiabao. Now the first step is to build the inner city wall."

"It is said that wages will be paid for this recruitment, and they will be paid quite a lot."

"Really?" Zhou Jia nodded:

"It looks like the days to come will be much more stable."

"Yes!" Hei San sighed with emotion:

"I thought that the Huo family was oppressing me, making my life difficult. Now that the Huo family is gone, I didn't expect that my life will become more and more difficult."

"Not only is the inner city in a mess, the outer city is also on tenterhooks. There were no blatant robberies in the past, but now they happen every day."

"Why!"

He sighed softly, with helplessness.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Jia smiled lightly:

"The good days are coming soon."

"That's right." Heishan nodded and looked regretful:

"Actually, you are already a sixth-grade supervisor. If you had joined the Third Elder at that time, you would probably have more than one supervisor now."

Nar's Secret Breath Technique can only cover up one level of cultivation, and Zhou Jia deliberately revealed it. Now everyone knows that he is already at the sixth level.

Sixth grade,

Already qualified to become a deacon.

Especially in the eyes of others, Zhou Jia was originally Wei Zhixing's man, but unfortunately he made the wrong choice, and now he is afraid of being relegated to the cold palace.

Even if the Fish and Dragon Society moves into the inner city from now on, it will not benefit him.

Zhou Jia smiled and said nothing.

Rather than joining forces and fighting against each other, he still prefers to gain strength.

There is no need to climb high, no need to rely on, no cause and effect, simple, boring and real, the power belongs to oneself, and there is no dependence.

…………

Restaurant.

Liu Ciying cautiously approached Cheng Ping and said with a flattering look on her face:

"Sir, I don't know if there are any clues about what you ordered. I only have one brother, and it would be too unfair to die."

As he spoke, he shed tears.

He is handsome, his skin is whiter and tenderer than that of women, and his eyes have a natural charm. He is also Cheng Ping's favorite male favorite.

"I've reminded him a long time ago not to get involved with that kind of sect that talks about gods and goddesses, otherwise it will inevitably cause trouble, but he just won't stop." Cheng Ping frowned:

"The same goes for you. If you don't persuade him, he deserves to be killed now!"

"Master..." Liu Ciying's body trembled slightly, tears fell like rain, and her voice was choked:

"I tried to persuade him, but it didn't work. Besides, what's the use of talking about it now? Can my brother come back from the dead?"

"I don't ask for anything else. I just want to find the murderer and avenge my brother. I hope that my father will do it for me!"

Saying that, he knelt down crying.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Ping looked helpless:

"With so many people watching, what are you doing? Didn't I give you a sum of Origin Stone yesterday to buy Rouge clothes? This is not enough..."

"Master!" Liu Ciying raised her voice and said delicately:

"Rouge and gouache can't suppress the feeling of missing my brother in my heart!"

"You..." Cheng Ping stood up angrily and looked at his friends around him. Seeing that they all looked at them like they were watching a show, he said helplessly:

"Go to Zhao Fu and ask him if he has any clues."

"Thank you, sir! Wish you all the best!" Liu Ciying was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly, then ran downstairs wiping her tears, and heard a burst of laughter behind her.

Zhao Fu is a dog raised by Cheng Ping.

The same goes for Liu Ciying, who is Cheng Ping's plaything in the house. However, they share the same confidant, but they don't look at each other.

Zhao Fu is not very strong, only at level 5, but he is good at clinging, and with some tricks, he is often sent to do shady things.

When he saw the person coming, he curled his lips, pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Zhao must be careful about what I ordered, but your brother has joined a cult and is shady, so it will inevitably be difficult to investigate."

"Brother Zhao is tired." Liu Ciying smiled forcefully, took a few Origin Stones from her body and handed them over:

"I only want a brother like this, so why bother?"

"Is he really your brother?" Zhao Fu casually took the Origin Stone and looked at the other person with a half-smile but not a smile. Seeing Liu Ciying's face change, he waved and said:

"Whether it's your brother or 'brother', since you have given orders, I should do my best."

"According to the information I found, your brother was assigned to patrol outside a certain cell. Some people escaped that day, and he died in the pursuit."

"Nine times out of ten, he was killed by someone who escaped."

"My brother is also in the fifth grade." Liu Ciying looked puzzled:

"Can those people in the cell kill him?"

"Theoretically it's impossible, but no one can guarantee it." Zhao Fu spread his hands:

"For example, someone who was on the run saw two cell inspectors being hacked to death by a man who suddenly appeared with an ax while chasing three women."

"..." Liu Ciying froze, clenched her hands tightly, and gritted her teeth and said:

"Who is that person?"