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Looking closely, it was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with slender eyebrows and a calm expression. The middle-aged man raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Hang, his eyebrows condensed, and his right hand quickly grabbed it, pulling out the sword-like long knife on his waist. threw a heavy blow and threw it at Zhao Hang.

Zhao Hang glanced at the long knife that was thrown, and his face changed slightly. The speed of the sword-like long knife was faster than Song Diansheng's arrows, and it appeared in front of Zhao Hang in the blink of an eye.

The silver long knife stretched across his chest, blocking the throwing long knife. With a loud bang, a huge force surged instantly, acting on both hands through the long knife. That power shook Zhao Hang away.

"Invincible, go. ”

Zhao Hang turned over and rolled a few steps on the ground, dissolving his strength. got up and quickly swept towards the Dacang Mountain on the side. The tiger's mouth of the hand cracked, and the blood dripped to the ground.

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at Zhao Hang, who had fled, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he muttered, "I can still move freely." ”

"Daddy. ”

"Master. ”

"Master. ”

Xie Bing, Hong Liang, and Song Diansheng dismounted and walked over, and the look of fear in Xie Bing's eyes had not yet dissipated. If it weren't for the man in Tsing Yi just now, he would probably die in the hands of Zhao Hang.

The man in Tsing Yi is the owner of the Chaotic Knife Gate, and the people in the rivers and lakes call the Chaotic God Xie Hurricane. The one-handed chaotic battle knife technique is unparalleled in the world, and he is a well-known second-rate master in the rivers and lakes.

Xie Qiyu glanced at the dead martial arts instructor Zhang Mingling, then swept to Xie Bing and the others, and asked, "What happened? Who is that person?"

"Dad, that's right. He ...... "Xie Bing told me what happened before.

"Harlequin...... Zhao Hang...... Third-rate warrior ...... Dawu Gate. Xie Qiangyu groaned, and then spoke, "That Zhao Hang's strength is not bad, and the idle person will not be his opponent." However, the previous knife had already seriously injured him. Go back first, and send some men to find him. Since he has made a mistake, he must not be allowed to live. ”

"Yes, Dad. Xie Bing bowed slightly, paused, and asked, "Dad, why are you here?"

"Just meet a few friends. Xie Qiangyu said calmly, "Go back." ”

"Yes. ”

The group returned.

Dacang Mountain, green mountains stretch and lush. The mountain is wonderful, majestic and unassuming, occasionally the ancient pine grows on the cliff, and the giant strange stone stands on the Baizhang rock, forming a strange scene.

Among the trees of verdant foliage, a figure ran quickly, with fast steps, like a cheetah. In the blink of an eye, a distance of 100 meters has passed.

Zhao Hang ran wildly for a long time, his breath in his body was disordered, and the wounds on his shoulders, chest, and palms, the blood had not yet coagulated, and the blood dripped to the ground, leaving a bright red. The injury, on the contrary, intensified.

After the blood flowed, Zhao Hang felt weaker and weaker. Turning his head to look, he saw no one chasing him, so he ran again for a distance until he came to a small river before he stopped.

Call.

With a long breath, Zhao Hang got some river water and cleaned his wounds. Immediately afterwards, he took out the gold sore medicine, poured it on top of the wound, tore off his clothes, and treated the wound briefly.

Recalling the long knife thrown into the air just now, Zhao Hang said to himself: "It should be a second-rate martial artist." ”

Zhao Hang has reached the realm of a third-rate martial artist, but the gap between him and the second-rate martial artist is still not small. On the rivers and lakes, those who have reached the level of second-rate martial artists are either the heads of the sects or the masters of one side.

Zhao Hang obtained the supreme method of demons, and it only took about a month to practice the 'Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique', and with the resources of Dacang Mountain, he reached the realm of a third-rate martial artist, and naturally he was not an opponent of a second-rate martial artist.

"Heal your injuries first, and then go to the Qingluo Forest. ”

Qingluo Forest is a place under the control of Qisha Village, and it is also in charge of Hu Boning, a sixth-master at the level of a third-rate martial artist. Hu Boning is in the realm of a third-rate martial artist, and behind him is the Seven Evil Villages, no one dares to provoke.

Cangshan County is a village, a faction, a door, one of which is the Seven Evil Village.

Qisha Village is located in the Dacang Mountain, close to Cangshan County, so it was incorporated into the forces of Cangshan County. However, in terms of strength, the Cangshan faction is far from being the opponent of Qisha Village.

Qisha Village has seven masters sitting in the town, so it is called Qisha Village. The five masters, the six masters, and the seven masters are all at the level of third-rate martial artists, and the fourth masters and three masters have reached the level of second-rate martial artists. The big boss, known as the iron fierce knife Xing Yingming, is a first-class martial artist realm, and his strength is superb. As for the second master, the people of the rivers and lakes are called shadowless swordsmen, with superb swordsmanship and ominous strength. Except for the big boss of Qisha Village, no one has seen it.

Even in the rivers and lakes of Cangyuan Mansion, Qisha Village is also quite famous, far more prestigious than Dawumen and Cangshan faction.

Two days later.

Dacang Mountain, a high slope.

On the high slope, a young man in slightly tattered clothes waved his fists and feet, palm and fist, extremely powerful, hunting.

After the 'Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique' was performed, a stream of heat emerged in the body, and the small true qi in the body seemed to have grown a lot, but it was only the thickness of a finger.

"I don't know how this true qi can grow so quickly?"

Zhao Hang looked at the small true qi flow in his body, since his birth to the present, it has only grown a little, and the speed is extremely slow. However, the true qi of this small path was enough for him to deal with most of the martial artists of the same rank.

What a martial artist cultivates is internal strength, and what a practitioner cultivates is true qi. True qi is far better than internal force in terms of quality.

The 'Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique' is more like a foreign practice in the martial arts world, providing a strong physique and physical fitness, and it is of little help to the improvement of true qi.

"You should find a way to practice. Zhao Hang muttered to himself, then looked up into the distance and said, "Or ginseng, He Shou Wu and other precious medicinal materials." ”

Ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum and other medicinal materials are excellent cultivation materials for martial artists. It can absorb the essence of it and improve internal strength.

In two days, Zhao Hang's injuries were fully recovered. Even because of the battle two days ago, he became more proficient in the 'Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique' and the master of the mountain pioneer, and his strength improved.

jumped down from the high slope, and the mountain breeze blew Zhao Hang. Like ink hair, dancing in the wind, unscrupulous, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a wanton smile.

Grab a thick branch, swing your hands vigorously, and swing forward. The two sides kept changing, jumping in the woods, like a spirit ape.

"Roar. ”

Zhao Hang looked up to the sky and roared, like a spirit ape crying, and the sound was endless for a long time, echoing in Dacang Mountain. The heart is getting happier and happier, the spirit ape is unrestrained, and freedom is what makes him the most satisfied.

An hour later.

Zhao Hang came to the green pineapple forest, on top of the evergreen pines and cypresses, hanging green green pothos, like a green horse, and like a verdant barrier.

Standing on a pine tree, Zhao Hang fixed his eyes and watched the situation in the Qingluo Forest. Qingluo Forest is the place where Qisha Village is in charge, and Zhao Hang collected ginseng, He Shou Wu and other precious medicinal materials in the Qingluo Forest, which is undoubtedly plucking the hair on the tiger's body.

In the green radish forest, there is a simple cottage. Around the cottage, there are bandits patrolling one after another. At the same time, some civilians walked back and forth, dealing with simple things.

Looking down at the broken clothes on his body, Zhao Hang said to himself, "Let's find a piece of clothing first." ”

Keep an eye on your surroundings and avoid patrols. The effect of the 'Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique' allowed Zhao Hang's control of his body to reach an extremely subtle level, which was incomparable to even an ordinary second-rate martial artist. Crisscrossing the mountains and forests, leaving only a faint sound, which was not heard under the cover of the wind in the forest.

Avoiding patrols one by one, Zhao Hang approached the improvised cottage.

The sound of laughing and scolding, slamming glasses and drinking, and the sound of fists and feet colliding came from the simple cottage, and it was obvious that a banquet was being held inside.

Zhao Hang didn't pay attention to it, and quickly walked through the house to the rear. Clothes were drying one by one, and not far away were peasant women, washing their clothes.

Quietly fetching a few pieces of clothing, Zhao Hang left the house and looked for a place again to change into a cyan robe.

"I don't know where to find ginseng and He Shou Wu. ”

Zhao Hang searched in the Qingluo forest, and after a while, his eyes froze, and he found what he wanted.

"That's?" Zhao Hang said dumbfoundedly, "Ginseng field?"

Ginseng likes shade, grows between mountains, forests, grasses and trees, blooms in three years, bears fruit in five years, and has a long growth cycle. And ginseng, whether it is medicine or practice, has excellent effects, and once discovered, it is picked.

However, there was a ginseng field in the Qingluo Forest, how not to surprise Zhao Hang. Men dressed as farmers walk among the ginseng fields, tending to them.

"Qisha Village actually cultivates ginseng?" Zhao Hang said in a low voice, "It's really strange. ”

As a robber village, Qisha Village is owned by seven powerful masters. Burning, killing, and plundering are also common things, and it is extremely strange to cultivate ginseng like this.

"But for me, it's good. ”

Looking for ginseng in other places, it takes a lot of time to find ginseng. There are ginseng fields here, which reduces a lot of trouble for Zhao Hang.

With a slight smile, his eyes swept over those ginseng cultivators, and then he looked at the ginseng fields and identified the ginseng year.

The higher the age of ginseng, the higher the energy and spiritual power contained in it, and the better the effect on martial artists. Millennial ginseng can increase the internal strength of a warrior. Of course, even if it is a thousand-year-old ginseng, the effect on practitioners is also average.

Zhao Hang hid and waited patiently for the ginseng keeper to leave.

"It's time. ”

The body movements, like the spirit ape leaping, came to the ginseng field. I picked a few ginseng plants that were decades old, and some of them caught three ginseng plants that were 100 years old. Looking into the distance, three thousand-year-old ginseng plants and two thousand-year-old He Shou Wu trees swallowed their saliva.

"Take your time. ”

Putting away the ginseng, Zhao Hang quietly left the Qingluo Forest.

There are a lot of ginseng in the Qingluo Forest, but they are all in charge of Qisha Village. If you take a lot of ginseng at a time, or even a thousand years, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of Qisha Village. At that time, it will not be safe in the Dacang Mountain.

Take some at a time, and the Seven Evil Villages will only think that the internal guards are stealing. The patrol defense has been improved, but it may not be able to make Zhao Hang have no chance.

For the sake of the long term, Zhao Hang did not dig up the three thousand-year-old people to participate in the two thousand-year-old He Shou Wu.