"Other than these Hand Crossbow, there doesn't seem to be anything particularly valuable."
Yang Ling looked at these scattered objects, some broken silver, a little Healing Ointment, and some tools used in the field.
The most valuable ones are the ten Hand Crossbow they carry with them.
However, the quality of these Hand Crossbow is average, much worse than the one Yun Ruo gave him.
It is estimated that it can only be used to defeat Eighth Rank Martial Artist. It is still difficult to deal with Seventh Rank Martial Artist.
"Constable Yang, these Hand Crossbow are all controlled substances of Zhao State. It is estimated that none of them are Permit Letter of the Iron Clothes Department."
He Yang Road.
Yang Ling thought for a while, "Everyone, you can use these Hand Crossbow for now. You will bump into Rong Tribe Spy later and use them to beat them.
When you get out, you can return it to the Iron Clothes Department."
Old Seventh Rank's eyes lit up slightly.
Even though they are Seventh Rank Martial Artist, they are not from the Iron Clothes Department.
Zhao State never allows Jianghu Martial Artist to illegally possess long-range weapons such as Hand Crossbow and strong bows.
Either get Permit Letter from the Iron Clothes Department, or you must be from a yamen like Iron Clothes Department.
The ten Hand Crossbow were quickly divided among He Yang and the others.
At this time, all the Fire Dragon Fish in Ice Cave have been fished out.
"Constable Yang, there are sixty Fire Dragon Fish in total, each of us can share five."
One Old Seventh Rank was a little excited. He was the most skilled at fishing just now and caught the most.
"I'm so sorry, if it weren't for Constable Yang, these Fire Dragon Fish belong to Frost Power Bear, and we might still be harmed by Rong Tribe Spy."
He Yang said seriously, "I think half of these Fire Dragon Fish and Constable Yang should be taken away, and we will divide the rest."
Old Seventh Rank present was thoughtful, and then they all agreed to the matter.
Yang Ling smiled and did not refuse.
First of all, it is indeed because of him that these Fire Dragon Fish can be eaten.
However, this group of Old Seventh Rank did find it here first, so it is reasonable for them to split up half of it.
There is another key point.
He also wants to make friends with this group of Old Seventh Rank.
These are either Sect Master of the Third-rate Sect, or they are the great elders, or they are following Second-rate Sect.
Their connections and energy within Jianghu are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"I only said it would be used to house Player, and they will be used in the future."
Half an hour later, Yang Ling felt a little full from eating.
Thirty pieces of Fire Dragon Fish have been eaten by him alone.
Vajra Mingwang Technique and Experience Points of Divine Ape Visualization each increased by 3,000 points!
This is equivalent to the effect of taking 12 Peiyuan Pill pills.
It also saved several months of practice time.
Yang Ling glanced at Attribute Panel:
Martial Arts: Vajra Mingwang Technique(Perfected Skill)
Experience Points:4630/100000
Divine Ape Visualization(Mastery Through Practice)
Experience Points:4870/10000
Unknowingly, the progress of Divine Ape Visualization's Level Up has almost reached the halfway mark.
"After it goes out, Divine Ape Visualization will break through the Perfected Skill level, and Mental Power will increase by 40 points again."
Yang Ling's heart is burning.
"Seniors, I will take my leave first."
"Constable Yang Be safe on the road!"
After Yang Ling left, He Yang they looked at each other, then snorted and planned to leave.
As a result, the next moment, they suddenly felt a tremor coming from the ground.
This group of Old Seventh Ranks were slightly startled, and they subconsciously looked up, only to see a group of Frost Power Bears roaring and running towards here.
"Kill my life!"
He Yang's complexion suddenly changed, he turned around and ran away.
Others also reacted very quickly, immediately smearing the soles of their feet and running away!
The injured Frost Power Bear howled and looked around with fierce eyes.
An hour later, Yang Ling felt a little lost.
He had never been here before, and it was his first time seeing the ice on his head, so he couldn't use it as a road sign.
"Either go back the way you came, or keep going forward."
Yang Ling thought for a while, but continued to move forward. This time he didn't go far, only about a cup of tea, when he saw an acquaintance.
Zhang Shendao huddled in a corner, shivering and breathing coldly.
"Teacher Zhang Are you injured?"
Yang Ling looked solemn. A Eighth Rank Martial Artist like him would not be able to resist the cold air here only if he was injured.
Zhang Shendao Hearing the movement, he was like a frightened bird, and he suddenly raised his head and glanced westward.
When he saw the figure of Yang Ling, a bleak smile appeared on his face:
"Am I really going to die? I even have hallucinations..."
"How could I think about a man before I died?"
"Damn..."
"Teacher Zhang, what are you talking about? What happened? Why were you separated from the big team?"
Yang Ling came closer and reached out to pull off his clothes. He saw several stab wounds and several crossbow arrows.
"Brother Yang? It's really you!? Isn't this an illusion?"
Zhang Shendao looked a little confused.
Yang Ling took out Healing Ointment: "Taking it internally and externally, I think you HP are probably going to bottom out."
Seeing this, Zhang Shendao seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. He first drank a few bottles of Healing Ointment, and then sprinkled it on his wounds.
Yang Ling was observing his HP, and suddenly struck out like lightning, pulling out the crossbow arrow from his body.
Zhang Shendao let out a miserable howl, and his face turned pale in pain.