At the moment when the mandible bone was tempered.

Zhang Chu noticed that the blood qi in his body suddenly began to decrease significantly.

It's like his body, all of a sudden, it has become a sieve, and all the blood and qi are leaking out through the sieve.

He didn't panic, he had such an experience...... When you advance to the eighth grade.

He sank down and took a closer look.

Sure enough, the blood qi in his body was running with the blood, merging into the bones around him.

It's not the kind of thing he forcibly cracks his bones and squeezes his own blood into when he is practicing the marrow.

Rather, it is the bones that actively need blood gas.

This is the first time since he practiced the marrow.

Gradually, gradually, a sense of power rose from the bottom of his heart.

It's like the feeling of strength that after being hungry for several days, after being hungry to the point that my hands and feet are soft, I finally have a full meal and feel that my whole body is hardened.

He clenched his fists, suddenly got up, stepped out of the living room, and played a set of black tiger punches in the courtyard.

At first, he was still restrained in his heart, and he didn't dare to use all his strength, for fear of breaking his bones.

This is also the norm for him to make a move after he was promoted to the eighth grade...... Once you do it, not only do you have to be careful that the enemy kills you, but you also have to be a kid and kill yourself yourself.

But soon he felt that there was not the slightest pain in his bones.

He tried to let go of his hands and feet.

Fifty percent power.

Seventy percent power.

Ninety percent power......

10% power!

The sound of the explosion was like muffled thunder.

The cracks at the foothold are dense like cobwebs.

What a hearty one!

A set of black tiger punches is over.

Zhang Chu's blood and qi consumption are eighty percent.

He walked back to the living room unhurriedly, picked up the wine gourd, and poured it up.

The scorching heat poured into the limbs and bones, rapidly replenishing the consumed blood qi.

"If I had the current strength when I took Gu Xiong's knife, I would definitely not be seriously injured and unconscious, and maybe, not even a single bone would be broken!"

"One training is already so strong, what about the second training of the marrow?

At this moment, Zhang Chu was especially glad that he had resisted the temptation of stepping into the seventh grade.

How strong is Qipin?

As soon as Hou Juntang entered the court, he changed from an unruly gang leader to a county thief Lord Cao Hou.

Gu Xiong rode west, and in front of the thousands of members of the Quadruple Gang, he shattered Zhang Chu's fourteen bones with a knife.

Zhou Kehua was seriously injured, and Zhang Chu had 3,000 men and horses at the helm of the Silian Gang, and he was still not sure that he would be killed.

This is the strength of the seven products!

A few days ago, as long as Zhang Chu did not practice the marrow for the second time, he directly completed the quenching of the last mandible, and completed the integration of the bones of the whole body, and immediately completed the leap qualitative change from the eighth grade to the seventh grade, and achieved the seventh grade.

He can hold back because he knows deeply that when it is time to sink his heart and accumulate, he must sink down and accumulate, and he must not rush for quick success, otherwise once this opportunity is missed, it is likely that there will be no more.

The truth in this, he thinks it's the same as studying.

In the time and space where he lived in his previous life, some Xiu'er dropped out of school and went out to work after completing nine years of compulsory education.

Some people can calm down and finish college before they are born in society to find a job.

There is also an iron boss, even with a master's degree and a doctorate in the liver, his head is bald, and he was born in society to find a job.

These three types of people, in essence, can be regarded as intellectuals.

However, the development potential and development ceiling of each person can be roughly estimated by anyone.

It's the same with marrow training.

Although one training and nine training exercises, the achievements are all seven grades.

It is impossible to directly skip the seven grades of the nine exercises and achieve the great fortune of the sea of qi.

However, if the seventh grade of the marrow is practiced at one time, the chance of entering the middle three grade is only one percent.

Then the probability of entering the middle three grades of the seven grades of nine times of marrow training is 99 percent.

Moreover, according to the description of the senior who created "Iron Bone Strength", nine times of practicing the marrow can cultivate five overlapping strength, and it can have the terrifying power of drawing a knife and cutting water!

To that point, I'm afraid that it's not invincible at the same level, and I'm afraid there aren't many people at the same level who can fight a battle......

This is why Zhang Chu gave up the seven products at his fingertips, and spent money, effort and time to practice the marrow many times.

Because he didn't want to squeeze into the seventh rank with great difficulty, but he was reduced to the weakest seventh rank......

......

Chinese New Year's Eve happened to be Zhang Chu's twenty-third birthday.

Double happiness is coming.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Chu gave a year-end bonus of ten taels to all the brothers at the helm of the Silian Gang...... The main reason is that there are too many people in the Silian Gang now, and there is no place in the west of the city that can accommodate 3,000 people to drink and eat at the same time.

The total helmsman of the Quadruple Gang is 3,000 people, and one person is ten taels, which is 30,000 taels.

At this time last year, this is definitely an astronomical amount that Zhang Chu is afraid of.

At this time last year, Zhang Chu had just laid down the waves of the alley and the saddle horse market, and he hadn't even established the Buyefang yet, so poor that he even had to buy fish scale armor for the bloody guard, and he had to ask the big brothers under his command to borrow it in the name of collecting the next month's money in advance.

And now, 30,000 taels can only be regarded as a drizzle for Zhang Chu, and he won't even blink an eyelid when he takes out this money.

Since the Quadruple Gang captured the northern and southern cities and took over the big businesses such as private salt and private iron in the AllBright Mansion, it can be said that they are really making money every day!

The income has exceeded 100,000 taels every month!

Secretly, the eight rudders of the district and county will also hand over forty or fifty thousand taels of silver to the chief rudder every month!

One month, about 150,000 taels!

Today's Zhang Chu, whether it is wealth, status, or personal strength, has gone to the Jintian Mansion and even the small group of people at the top of the entire Wuding County.

If he wanted to go one step further now, there were two paths in front of him.

One is to learn from Hou Juntang, take refuge in the county government, and get an official.

The other is to learn from the Wu clan, continue to deeply consolidate the foundation of the Quadruple Gang, and achieve a strong party.

It's just that Zhang Chu doesn't really want to take these two roads......

Because of the disadvantages of these two paths, he sees them all.

......

That night, Zhang Chu held a banquet in Zhang's mansion to invite all the characters above the prefix big brother level of the Silian Gang to join the New Year.

Considering that these eldest brothers also have to go home to accompany their parents and family, there is no wine on the dinner table.

More than 100 people replaced wine with tea, and after neatly toasting Zhang Chu for three cups, they had a lively meal.

The flavor of the year is very strong.

Even though it was a New Year's dinner with food and no wine, many big brothers still made trouble in Zhang's Mansion for half the night.

It wasn't until it was close to the early hours of the morning that these big brothers, under the hint of their own hall master, reluctantly stepped forward and bowed to Zhang Chu one by one, leaving only the five high-level bosses of the Silian Gang on the guest of honor seat did not move.

When the last eldest brother walked out of the courtyard of Zhang's mansion, Li Zheng, who had been sitting calmly all night, suddenly got up and said loudly: "Fu Bo, what about wine, but I'm hungry......"

The mule also coaxed: "Fu Bo, what about the vegetables, is there any mung bean soup stewed by the old lady, give me a bowl of ......"

"What are you shouting, you are indispensable!"

Fu Bo, who had changed into a festive new clothes, reprimanded Li Zheng with a smile, while directing his subordinates to remove the leftovers on the table and replace them with steaming hot dishes.

"Boom. ”

"Boom. ”

"Boom. ”

Yang Changan looked at the whole altar of burning knives in front of him dumbfounded, and begged for mercy with a wry smile: "Helper, for the New Year, you can spare me." ”

The table immediately erupted in laughter.

Zhang Chu didn't speak, but raised his chin towards the four hall masters with a smile.

Yang Changan turned his head and saw that the four hall masters had already consciously slapped open the mud seal, and the bowl in front of him had poured wine, so he could only smile bitterly and open the mud seal and pour wine for himself.

"First bowl. ”

Zhang Chu picked up the wine bowl and got up.

Seeing this, the five people at the table also hurriedly got up and picked up the wine bowl with both hands.

"I thank everyone for their dedication this year. ”

Zhang Chu smiled while holding the wine bowl.

"You're welcome, aren't you?"

"It's not interesting for you to tell us a few of us......"

"It's all what we should do......"

The five of them spoke one after another.

Zhang Chu touched him one by one with the wine bowl, raised his head and dried it up.

"Second bowl. ”

Zhang Chu poured another bowl of wine and served it.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of festive firecrackers interrupted Zhang Chu's unfinished words.

In the sound of firecrackers, one year old, the spring breeze sends warmth to the sycamore.

The fifteenth year of the Great Departure came to an end.

The sixteenth year of the Great Departure from Qiming opened a chapter.

......

At the same time.

At the forefront of northern Xinjiang, at the head of Yongming Pass, known as the first Xiongguan in Kyushu, the war drums are noisy.

An old soldier who had begun to have snowflakes in his sideburns swung his knife and struggled to cut off the head of a northern barbarian who climbed up the ladder to the city, and the blood splashed his face.

The temperature of human blood was transmitted down his cheeks and into his body, lifting the spirits of the exhausted old soldier.

Tonight, he had already cut off four Northern Barbarian heads.

But these northern barbarians, who were dismantled and smelled of cattle and sheep all over their bodies, were like wild grass in the field, hoeing stubble after stubble, hoeing stubble after stubble.

There is no end to it.

The old soldier clutched the arrow stack tightly with one hand, and was dressed roughly.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no stall for the northern barbarians to climb up, he looked left and right.

Oh, the guy who relied on his youth and strength to often snatch porridge from his bowl is dead, tsk, what a miserable death, and his intestines are all running down the ground.

Oh, the Wuding County doll who wanted to pay him yesterday and asked someone to bring it home, and asked his mother to find the matchmaker in the village to tell him about his family affairs, is also dead, tsk, it's so miserable, and his head is gone......

Oh, it turns out that so many northern barbarians have jumped in on the city wall?

Yongming Pass, which will never fall, is afraid that it will fall today.

The old pawn sighed, and just in time, a northern barbarian with green eyes and like a wild wolf climbed up with a knife in his mouth.

The old pawn hurriedly pounced and slashed at the neck of the northern barbarian with a knife.

He spent his whole life in the Zhenbei Army and practiced this knife.

But just this knife, I don't know how many heads of the Northern Barbarians have been chopped off, if it weren't for Shangguan to grab the credit, he would have gotten a deputy head to do it a long time ago!

Just as the old pawn's knife was about to slash at the neck of the northern barbarian, a brilliant golden scimitar suddenly broke through the night and cut off his sword-wielding arm.

The long knife flew into the dark night with his hand.

The old pawn looked at his bloody severed hand, and then turned back in a daze.

I saw a burly man with a naked upper body, a white wolf's skin on his back, and a wolf's head lying on top of his head.

"The wolf lords have climbed to the head of the city, this dog Yongming Pass, sooner or later it will be over......"

When the old pawn saw this man, a thought reflexively popped up in his mind.

With the next snap of a finger, the sound of the wind covered the drums of war, the sky was turning, the earth was turning, and the stars in the sky were also turning.

He's falling......

"Straight lady thief, what a fast knife!"

He tried to raise the corners of his mouth to reveal a mocking smile.

But his mouth was heavier than the knife in his hand.

No, I don't have a knife now.

It's not right, I don't have my hands anymore.

It's still not right, I only have one head left now......

As it grew darker and darker, he began to try to remember, to remember the autumn when he left his hometown.

The golden wheat field swayed with the breeze, and the old man bent his waist to cut the wheat in the field, and in the distance tied two sweethearts with thick and black braids, carrying a basket to bring food to her father, squinting his eyes and smiling brightly at himself......