I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

Qin Mansion.

Qin Yang is practicing the Canglang Blood Moving Art in the room.

At this time, almost a month had passed since he committed murder.

Wow~~

Wow~~

He transferred Qi and blood once, and the surging sound of the eighth wave sounded in his body.

Canglang Ninth Level, he is now only one level away from reaching perfection.

After his energy and blood returned to calm, Qin Yang opened his eyes slightly and then brought up the system panel.

Host: Qin Yang

Luohan Quan: Perfection (Zen)

Canglang blood removal method: eighth level (1363/2300)

Saber Breaking Technique: Xiao Cheng (542/1500)

Hunyuan Qi Mask: five layers (23/1000)

This month, he has practiced the Canglang Blood Movement Technique to the eighth level. His Qi and blood have become thicker and stronger, and his energy is naturally strong. He can quickly regain his mental vitality without sleeping for a long time every day, and can free up more space for practice.

The Hunyuan Qi Mask has also been cultivated to the fifth level. After the Qi Mask seeds spread, the energy formed is obviously much stronger than before.

Now even if Qian Hai, the Ningjin warrior, hit him with a pumpkin hammer, it would have no impact at all.

Basically, only the attacks of blood-moving warriors can cause damage to him.

"Master, shopkeeper Hu is here."

Xiaohuan whispered outside the door.

"Let him wait in the lobby."

After Qin Yang replied, he got up and put on a slim martial arts uniform.

Walk out of the room.

The courtyard was filled with festive red lanterns, and the crisp sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time outside the street.

Today is a special day, called Qingtian Festival.

In ancient legends, in a distant and unknown era, humans fought with many monsters

This battle lasted for many, many years. Many people died in the human race, and many heroic stories were born. It was a lost time.

No one now knows what exactly happened that year.

The only trace of those dark and tragic years left to future generations is the Tiantian Festival.

It was on this day that humans defeated the monsters and drove them out forever.

Therefore, the Qingtian Festival was born and has been passed down ever since.

Even now, Qingtian Festival is the most important festival of the year.

All the way to the lobby.

Seeing Qin Yang, shopkeeper Hu quickly stood up to greet him.

"Master, according to your instructions, we have set up a porridge shed at the inn today to give porridge to some poor people."

Shopkeeper Hu said hurriedly.

"That's fine. I heard that the city has been quite chaotic recently. You can bring two more nurses there later."

Qin Yang said casually.

This is what Qin Dongsheng does every year.

Qin Yang didn't care. It wouldn't cost much to give out porridge, so he asked Shopkeeper Hu to do it as he did in previous years.

"Well, the city has been really chaotic recently."

"I heard that Mr. Li's family has moved into the inner city."

Shopkeeper Hu said softly.

"Li family?"

"Speaking of it, I haven't seen this guy Li Baling for quite some time."

Qin Yang was in a daze.

He is immersed in cultivation every day and repeats it every day, so time naturally flies by.

Shopkeeper Hu scratched his head. He originally wanted to say something else, but when Qin Yang suddenly mentioned this aspect, he couldn't speak anymore.

Qin Yang came back to his senses, saw him like this, smiled slightly and said: "Shopkeeper Hu, what do you want to say?"

Shopkeeper Hu smiled awkwardly: "Master, there have been more people causing trouble in the restaurant recently. Can you send two nurses to take a look at it?"

"That's it? Just say no."

"Just go and talk to Uncle Chamberlain."

Qin Yang waved his hand.

"okay!"

"Then I'll go right away!"

Shopkeeper Hu said goodbye with a smile.

Then, Xiaohuan walked in: "Master, is Young Master Li here?"

"This kid is quite evil."

"As soon as I mentioned him, people came over."

Qin Yang waved his hand to Xiaohuan to invite the people over.

"Young Master Qin, long time no see."

Li Baling was still smiling, and there were several guards behind him, carrying large and small packages of gifts.

"Weren't you banned from practicing martial arts by your father?"

"I see that you haven't changed much."

Qin Yang said strangely.

"Practice hammer martial arts. Brother, I'm not that good at it. I stopped practicing it a long time ago."

"Today I made an appointment with Zhao He and the others to have fun at Huaxianglou in the inner city."

"Do you want to go?"

Li Baling waved his hand to the guard to put down the gift.

Li Tong asked him to bring these.

"I'll forget it."

"I no longer have such worldly desires."

Qin Yang shook his head.

"Why did the young master Qin that you used to hang out with and listen to music become like this?"

Li Baling shook his head helplessly.

"There is nothing I can do. I have to support the family."

"How could you be so free?"

Qin Yang said softly.

"That's right. Now you are the head of the family."

"Is there any news from Uncle Qin?"

Li Baling asked in a low voice.

Speaking of this, Qin Yang sighed slightly: "I have found many Jianghu rangers to check, but still found nothing."

"It's okay. Uncle Qin has his own destiny, so he will be fine."

Li Baling could only say this.

"By the way, I heard that your family has moved into the inner city."

"how do you feel?"

Qin Yang changed the topic.

"That's it. I used to be able to walk sideways in the outer city."

"Now in the inner city, anyone can crush me to death, so I can only shrink my head."

"But who told the outer city to be so chaotic."

"You should also be careful."

Li Baling sighed helplessly.

After the two chatted for a while, Li Baling said goodbye and left.

As soon as he left, Luo Jian, the leader of the Baijiang Gang, also came to visit.

Qin Yang and Luo Jian chatted longer.

For the current situation in Linjiang City, Luo Jian must be a man of the world who knows more details.

"Master Qin, Linjiang City is indeed getting more and more chaotic now."

"Even our Baijiang Gang often encounters some riotous people resisting and often conflicts."

Luo Jian also sighed when he mentioned this.

In the environment of Linjiang City, their Baijiang Gang is already a relatively bottom-line gang. They don't plunder too much from ordinary people, but collect some protection fees.

Under this situation, there are still riots among the people, which can only mean that the outer city is really about to fall into the prelude of chaos.

"In theory, ordinary people should not be your opponents."

Qin Yang frowned.

A Condensed Force warrior can deal with ten strong men.

Besides, the rioting people must be relatively poor, and they can't even get enough food.

How can they have the courage to resist the gang?

"This is the weird part. There are warriors hiding among the rioting people, waiting for an opportunity to attack."

"I don't even know where these warriors come from."

Luo Jian sighed.

"That means that someone is supporting these poor people to riot."

Qin Yang thought.

"That's how I feel."

"But after investigating, I can't find any tricks."

"Those warriors are too mysterious, and they disappear immediately after they take action."

Luo Jian is quite helpless.

"Could it be that those guys are doing something in secret?"

Qin Yang thought of the cult organization he had discovered before.