Chapter Forty-Seven: Lying Wins
The next day, Qin Ziling pretended not to know anything and went to the martial arts hall early.
As soon as Qin Ziling arrived at the martial arts hall, there were many apprentices from the outer courtyard who had arrived early watching him whisper and pointing secretly.
Because of Nangong Yue, these apprentices in the outer courtyard still avoided Qin Ziling, and did not dare to get too close, so as not to be misunderstood by Nangong Yue and his younger brother.
Qin Ziling ignored the apprentices of the outer courtyard and walked straight to the special martial arts training area for the disciples of the inner courtyard.
In the martial arts training area, a sturdy apple-faced woman was doing some warm-up exercises, and when she saw Qin Ziling coming, she stopped and said to Qin Ziling with a smile: "Everyone is discussing you, you are better than nothing." ”
"Sister Pastor, is it referring to the noon contest? Anyway, it's already agreed, so let's face it calmly. And Zuo Shi also said that the mentality of martial arts is very important. Qin Ziling said calmly.
The apple-faced woman was naturally Mu Xuan, one of the two inner court disciples of the Cold Iron Palm Academy.
"What? Don't you know that Yan Kui is dead? You've picked up a big bargain, you don't have to compare! Mu Xuan said with a look of surprise when she heard this.
"Yan Kui is dead? When did it happen? Qin Ziling showed a hint of surprise on his face.
"The night before yesterday, I was poisoned by my own military advisor and then slit my throat and died, and at the same time, several backbones of the Yama Gang died, and the Yama Gang is finished." Mu Xuan replied.
"So, I've won by lying down!" Qin Ziling said.
"Lie down and win?" Mu Xuan was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then quickly pursed her lips and laughed out loud, saying, "Reading books is different, these words are so funny." Lie down to win, it's really just lying down to win! ”
After saying that, Mu Xuan couldn't help laughing again.
"Mu Xuan, what are you happy about with Ziling? Laughing so happily. At this moment, Zheng Xinghan walked over from the inner courtyard.
"I'm saying that Yan Kui is dead, and Senior Brother Qin has won!" Mu Xuan said.
"Lie down and win?" Zheng Xinghan was slightly stunned, and then he also smiled and said: "It's really a lie to win, Senior Brother Qin's luck is still very good." ”
"Actually, I don't want to lie down and win, I want to compete with Yan Kui more." Qin Ziling said with a straight face.
Not to mention, if it weren't for the fact that Mu Xiu would be destroyed by Lin Feng, and also worried that killing people would involve a lot, Qin Ziling really wanted to beat Yan Kui to death in the competition openly.
"Young people are vigorous, and when you reach the age of senior brother, you will understand that this result is the best." Zheng Xinghan patted Qin Ziling's shoulder and said.
Qin Ziling smiled noncommittally when he heard this.
Zheng Xinghan is a steady person who does things and is sincere, but he lacks a sharp spirit, and he has not been able to break through at the iron level for many years, which should have a lot to do with his lack of sharpness.
After this small wave, Qin Ziling's life returned to calm.
Of course, the thirty taels of silver given by Yun Lan was what he deserved, and he didn't return it, but just asked someone to bring a letter over, saying that Yan Kui was dead, and he would come to him again if he needed help with other things in the future.
For this matter, Yun Tai sneered in front of his sister, saying that Qin Ziling was thick-skinned, but he was severely reprimanded by his sister.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are even snowflakes floating one day, which is still relatively rare in Fanghua City.
Another month has passed in the blink of an eye, and it has been four months since Qin Ziling stepped into the cowhide level.
The Yama Gang was a small gang whose demise was quickly forgotten.
The power vacuum they left behind in Qulin Street, after several wrestling, was quickly filled by the Qinglin Gang, a small gang supported by the first son of the Yu family in the inner city.
This month, Qin Ziling went to the martial arts hall less often.
I used to go once a week, but now I basically go once every ten days or so.
His qi and blood still looked plain on the surface, without much change, but his body was a little taller, almost reaching one meter eighty-five, and he became more and more silent.
Qin Ziling's situation was expected by everyone.
After all, he is not a material for martial arts training, and his family background is average, since he has broken through to the realm of skin membranes, he naturally wants to make money.
In fact, in the past, many inner court disciples of the skin realm were like this, in order to make money, they first came to the martial arts hall once every few days, and then only once in a month or two, and finally simply left the martial arts hall, focusing on making money, and giving up martial arts.
In the martial arts hall, only Zheng Xinghan and Zuo Le knew that Qin Ziling did not make money to accumulate wealth, but spent all of it on martial arts.
Because, the Xuanhan Iron Rooster Secret Pill that Qin Ziling buys from the Martial Arts Pavilion every month is almost the same as Lu Taiqiang and Nangong Yue, and he also buys a large number of potions every other month.
It's just that Qin Ziling's progress is really disappointing, and once even Zuo Le couldn't help but persuade Qin Ziling in private for a word or two.
It's a pity that Qin Ziling is like eating a scale, he can't listen to the advice at all, and Zuo Le can only shake his head helplessly.
No one knew that except for the two-day night hunt, Qin Ziling spent the rest of his time practicing martial arts and cultivating his divine soul, rather than spending it on making money.
This month, since Qin Ziling changed his cultivation thinking, and the cultivation parts were clearly prioritized, his cultivation progress in his limbs had significantly accelerated.
Now the muscles and muscles of his limbs are becoming more and more tenacious and powerful, as if they are made of steel, and the skin membranes on his limbs are also becoming more and more tough, at this time, if anyone has a clairvoyant eye, they can see that the subcutaneous tissue that should have been loose and soft is incomparably dense and thick, his muscle fibers are entangled like steel wires, his bones faintly have a metallic luster, and his blood flows in the blood vessels, seemingly smooth but very powerful, as if the blood is the essence that has been refined, incomparably pure and heavy.
Of course, the increase in cultivation speed is so obvious, in addition to the change in cultivation thinking, it also has a lot to do with Qin Ziling's large amount of money thrown down this month.
Almost two thousand taels of silver were seized from the Yama Gang, except for one thousand five hundred taels that Qin Ziling specially put away and prepared to use to buy Tianji Bone Ointment, the rest of the more than five hundred taels of silver, as well as the silver obtained from this month's hunting, added up to nearly six hundred taels, all of which he spent all his money.
He was no longer satisfied with just buying Yixue Pills and Replenishing Yuan Dan from "Yiyuantang", and from time to time he directly purchased special nourishing medicinal materials and wild things from "Shanye Suju".
Since I mentioned it to Shopkeeper Zhu last time, and Shopkeeper Zhu later asked Xiao Jing for advice, Xiao Jing didn't know what his intentions were, and even those particularly nourishing medicinal materials and wild things were sold to Qin Ziling at the purchase price, without making a penny.
Qin Ziling is a smart person, he can't see through it.