Jiang Fa sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and looked at the heavy brocade bag on the table, and then at the money bag placed next to the knife.
All the silver added together is nearly three hundred taels.
This number,
If you use it all in cultivation, your strength will be greatly improved.
Jiang Fa frowned and thought for a while,
Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art is strong, but the difficulty of practicing the Heaven Rank method is there.
The proficiency required for the second level is three times that of the first level, and the silver is definitely not enough just to stack up the elixirs.
Even if you smash them all in, you may not be able to push the second level to Perfection.
Good steel must be used on the blade.
The realm of martial arts cannot fall behind either. At certain times, the existence of strength can actually play a greater role.
If you want to improve your realm, you have to rely on practicing internal strength techniques like Mountain-Breaking Stance, as well as more efficient elixirs for improving your cultivation.
Since you have talents, the best way is to complement each other internally and externally.
He put away the brocade bag and money bag, blew out the oil lamp, and lay down on the bed.
In the darkness, there were several unknown insects chirping outside the window.
He closed his eyes, and the last slash of Tu Lie on Bridge of Helplessness appeared in his mind involuntarily.
Fast, accurate and ruthless.
A simple vertical slash without any fancy, but it broke through his continuous sword screen.
The reason why that sword cannot be resisted is not because of the exquisite moves, but because the opponent's cultivation level is two whole realms higher than his. The gap in strength is there and cannot be made up by sword skills.
Peak An Jin is like this, what if it is Transforming Force?
He recalled the scene where the girl in black knocked Earth-Shaking Demonic Ape back more than a foot with one punch.
The demonic ape's body was so tough that Tu Lie struck it with all his strength without even leaving a white mark. However, the girl in black only used one punch to create a punch mark that was deep enough to show the bones on its chest.
The gap between Transforming Force is huge visible to the naked eye.
Jiang Fa opened his eyes and looked at the moonlight on the ceiling, not closing his eyes for a long time.
The night is as dark as ink, and black clouds cover the moon.
On the west side of Qingshan County, Li Clan mansion.
Sitting on the Taishi's chair in the study room was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes.
The man has a square face, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, his temples are slightly stained by wind and frost, and he has an aura of majesty accumulated from having been in high positions all year round.
This person is Qingshan County Li Clan, the current head of the family, Li Canghai.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with unconcealable anger.
Downstairs, a guard in black knelt on one knee, not daring to take a breath.
"Say it again."
The body of the guard in black trembled, and his tone was frightened. "Master, Black Wind Stronghold came out in full force and ambushed the Lin Lineage caravan. In the end... they returned in a disastrous defeat. Tu Lie escaped with serious injuries. More than half of the bandits under his command were killed or injured. Not a single bit of this batch of Dark Iron Essence Gold was taken."
The moment the words fell.
"Bang!"
A solid pear wood desk was smashed to pieces by Li Canghai's palm!
"Trash! A bunch of complete trash!"
Li Canghai opened his eyes angrily, yelled angrily, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.
"Tu Lie has been occupying Black Wind Ridge for several years. He has hundreds of bandits under his command, and he is even more of a master of Peak An Jin! He ambushed an ordinary caravan, but in the end he lost all his troops and gained nothing!"
"I, Li Clan, spend countless amounts of money supporting this group of trash who have little success and more than enough trouble. What's the use of supporting them?!"
The guard in black lowered his head and did not dare to answer.
Black Wind Stronghold seems to be a mountain bandit wandering outside the county area, but in fact he has been the minions and sharp blades of the Li Clan secretly supported for many years.
Over the years, the two have developed a mutually beneficial symbiosis.
Because of this, when Li Clan secretly intercepted the information about Lin Lineage's secret transport Dark Iron Essence Gold, Li Canghai immediately sent an order to Black Wind Stronghold, ordering Tu Lie to intercept and swallow this batch of ore.
But I never expected that Tu Lie, who had high hopes, would be so completely and absurdly defeated!
Not only did they get nothing, they also lost a lot of manpower, and they almost exposed the disconnect between the Li Clan and Black Wind Stronghold.
Once this matter spreads, Li Clan will inevitably become the target of public criticism, and everyone will cry out for beatings.
"Waste! What a waste!"
Li Canghai's chest rose and fell violently.
The guard in black was cautious. "According to the news sent back by Tu Lie, this plan was hindered by a new worshiper of Lin Lineage, which added variables to the situation that should have been a sure thing."
"Offer?" Li Canghai narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What is this person's origin?"
The black-clothed guard quickly lowered his head and quickly replied, "Master, according to reliable information, this person entered the Zhao Clan Martial Hall inner courtyard last year. He broke through the An Jin threshold in less than a year. He just became a nominal worshiper of Lin Lineage a few days ago. He has been anonymous until now."
"Zhao Clan Martial Hall?" Li Canghai frowned. "Inferior bone? An Jin in less than a year? Zhao Clan Martial Hall Besides the superior Qin Xuan, when did such a person appear again?"
The guard did not dare to make random guesses and continued, "According to what Tu Lie said, although that young man only has the cultivation level of Early An Jin, his sword skills are extremely exquisite. The two An Jin leaders under his command were all slaughtered and blocked by this man, and he even managed to hold on for dozens of rounds without losing in his own hands."
Li Canghai's eyes darkened slightly and he paced slowly. The more he thought about it, the more absurd it became.
"I have been in An Jin for less than a year, and my swordsmanship is good... low-level bones..."
He whispered secretly, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. "It's ridiculous! Is Zhao Clan Martial Hall just looking at others, or is this kid hiding his stupidity until now and hiding it from everyone?"
Along the way to martial arts, the root determines the upper limit, and talent determines the progress.
Low-grade bones, slow cultivation, shallow Qi and blood, generally recognized as low-grade martial arts qualifications,
But the rise of Jiang Fa completely subverted everyone's perception.
Without a top family background, without a famous teacher hand-in-hand to teach him everything, he can catch up with and surpass the average and superior disciples by his own efforts, and even have a good fighting ability.
Such a person either possesses a peerless secret treasure, or possesses unimaginable opportunities.
No matter which one, it is worthy of people's heart.
"Master, let's..." The guard in black raised his head and asked tentatively, "Should we send someone to get rid of this son secretly to avoid future troubles?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the study suddenly turned cold.
Li Canghai's fingers gently rubbed the letter paper, and his knuckles turned white.
"A boy with a low-level background joined An Jin in less than a year after entering the martial arts gym, and was able to perform dozens of moves under Tu Lie. Do you think... is this really just the behavior of a boy with low-level skills?"