Zhang Qingshan was a little hard to believe, he had heard that his father was friendly with the people of the Yamen, and he would give them a large amount of silver every month.

Now that there is something in Zhang's house, it is actually just a sentence, and it will be investigated. What is this?

"Then what do you think should be done?" Zhang Jing suddenly looked at Zhang Qingshan with interest and asked.

"There are only a few big families in Jingxian County, and if something happens to the Zhang family, it must be their family's doing. If they dare to burn down our shop, we can burn theirs! No matter who it is, start burning it from the Wang family! The more low-key we are, the more they feel that our Zhang family is easy to bully, and the more weak they are, the more ruthless they will be to bully. Zhang Qingshan said coldly.

Zhang Jing shook his head and sighed, "Qingshan, do you know why you were named Qingshan in the first place? Not because Qingshan is good-sounding, but because I hope you can be like Qingshan, mature and steady, and the sky will not fall."

You feel that revenge is the best option, and I don't blame you. Because you are young, impulsiveness is understandable. However, remember to say this kind of thing at home, but not outside. Once it is heard by outsiders, some people will run to set a few fires to other families, and when the time comes, the blame will be on the head of the Zhang family outside, how will it end? Our Zhang family is still weak, and it is not as good as other families!"

"But...... If this continues, they will go too far. Zhang Qingshan retorted.

"Don't worry, I asked the people in the yamen to help greet me, they shouldn't be doing it easily in the near future. ”

Zhang Qingshan asked: "But, what about after a while? You should have spent a lot of silver to ask the help in the yamen to greet them this time, and you will continue to use the silver to beg them next time?"

"After a while, your uncle will come back, and they will have to weigh it if they want to do it!" Zhang Jing squinted his eyes and said in a low voice.

Zhang Qingshan shook his head, he didn't think that after his uncle and Uncle Zhao came back, he could change anything. Although Uncle Zhao's strength is not weak, the Wang family has been entrenched in Jing County for so many years, and the masters under his command are definitely not comparable to Uncle Zhao alone.

However, he knew that it was obviously impossible for him to convince his father on his own. I'll talk about it when they come back, uncle. Listening to my father's meaning, no one will do anything in the past few days, just take advantage of these days to cultivate Mingyugong to the second level.

"Dad, I want to go out for a few days these days. Zhang Qingshan no longer mentioned the burning of the shop.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, I've made an appointment with a few friends, and I'm going to go to Mingshan Temple for a walk!" Zhang Qingshan thought for a moment and casually found a reason.

Zhang Jing pondered for a moment, "Go! I don't think anything will happen in the past few days, they are thinking about making a move, and they don't dare to go against the government." However, you still have to be careful, if there is anything, either hide in Mingshan Temple and don't go out, or run to the city immediately. ”

"Got it. ”

......

After a night without words, Zhang Qingshan left Zhang's mansion early in the morning, and he didn't let Xiaoru follow. He brought silver taels, rented a small yard outside, and then bought a bunch of dry food, prepared a lot of supplies, and even prepared a lot of firewood.

When everything was ready, Zhang Qingshan entered the system again.

The system was still dim, and Zhang Qingshan lit the fuel lamp first.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhang Qingshan was surprised. What about the corpse of the man in black?

He walked back and forth, and the body of the man in black was completely gone, and the oil lamp and the cage for food that he had left here last time were gone. Is it going to clean up what's left here? Or ...... Every time I come in, the place I am in is different from the last time?

Zhang Qingshan scratched his head, his knowledge of the system was still too little. However, the system can't interact at all, it's completely cold like a machine, and you can only take one step at a time to figure out what is going on with it.

He set aside the bucket and supplies, and this time he was exceptionally well prepared. First of all, it is for Ming Yugong, and secondly, you can also complete the remaining fifty proficiency of the thirteen swords. Also, this time it is necessary to figure out the passage of time in the system and the ratio of the outside world anyway.

There was no superfluous nonsense, Zhang Qingshan prepared everything, immediately sat cross-legged, and began to practice Ming Yugong.

Now Zhang Qingshan is already doing his third luck, and the route is already familiar. Seven seven forty-nine weeks, almost without any accidents. Proficiency has reached 65.

After resting for a while, Zhang Qingshan immediately began to practice the Thirteen Swords.

The light curtain in the system is magnificent, and the simulated self is holding the Cold Star Sword, without saying a word, just do it.

Zhang Qingshan didn't speak, the Cold Star Sword was pulled out, and the two of them began to practice. However, this time, Zhang Qingshan began to try his luck when performing his swordsmanship.

"Boom!Boom......"

Zhang Qingshan was stabbed to death by a sword when he was on the third sword. After coming back to life, he immediately understood that the internal force of the first layer of Ming Yugong was too weak to be transmitted to the sword at all. It's that the speed and strength of the body are a little greater. However, the simulated self seems to be stronger. Last time, he could hold on to at least 4-5 moves before he was killed.

Looking at the light curtain of the system, the death count resets again. It's still three hundred times.,Moreover,The increase in proficiency is even slower than last time.,This time after three moves.,It's actually only increased by 0.04 proficiency.,It seems that you have to be more careful.。

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Qingshan found that the simulated self suddenly disappeared, and the system returned to dimness again. Could it be that you've spent almost a day here?

Zhang Qingshan stopped and rested for a while, this day, I don't know how many times my head was cut off. However, proficiency has been increased to 56. The death count has become 53/300. The progress and proficiency improvement are not far apart, pay attention to some next, it shouldn't be a problem, the only thing is that the pain is too torturous, and the mental sequelae of the last time have not fully recovered, and this time it will definitely hurt and hurt.

He lit a fire, ate something, and slept on the floor. slept until he woke up naturally, and he directly cultivated Ming Yugong.

Sure enough, there was no discomfort coming from the meridians of Xinggong Luck.

It seems that the system is indeed calculated in terms of the world of one day. I just don't know, if I spend a day here, will my body also grow up for a day? If so, then I will age faster, which is equivalent to advancing my life in advance, and is it really useful?

Shaking his head, now is not the time to think about this. He immediately collected his mind and exercised with peace of mind.

Forty-nine weeks later, he continued to practice swords.

Six days later.

Zhang Qingshan's proficiency in Ming Yugong has increased to 95, and on the last day, it will reach 100. Whether the system can deduce the internal strength depends on today.

Ming Yugong is running, and the internal qi in the body has grown a lot. It's still seven days and forty-nine weeks.

Almost a stick of incense time, even if it is completed.

"Proficiency reaches a hundred. ”

Zhang Qingshan immediately called out the system, and on the light curtain, the information of Ming Yugong immediately appeared: "Third-rate internal strength: Ming Yugong (100/100) (first layer/+)"

"Yay!"

Zhang Qingshan couldn't help but cheer, it really can be deduced! He immediately clicked the plus sign. The information on the light curtain changed again: "Third-rate Internal Strength: Ming Yugong (0/100) (Second Layer)"

A stinging pain in my mind, and the second layer of information immediately appeared in my memory. He sorted it out a little and immediately understood the difference from the first layer. The second layer of Ming Yugong should begin to open up the meridians and further enhance the internal force. Moreover, the second layer of Ming Yugong can also officially strengthen actual combat.

Zhang Qingshan was overjoyed, and glanced at the information of the Thirteen Swords of Death, "Third-rate Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (78/100)"

In two days at most, the proficiency of the Thirteen Swords of Death can also reach a hundred.

When the time comes, the thirteen swords of death plus Ming Yugong will really be regarded as martial arts. Moreover, the Thirteen Swords of Death should be upgraded to a second-rate swordsmanship, right?

"Come on!"

Zhang Qingshan cheered himself up, rested for a while, and began to practice swords.

Now he can practice more than ten moves with the self simulated by the system, and every time the opponent wants to kill him, he will also be injured. However, he still hasn't killed the opponent once, which has always been his biggest regret, and he hopes to kill the opponent once when the proficiency reaches 100.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The swords of the two people are extremely fast, their bodies are leaping, and the moves of the main two people are becoming more and more similar, as if they have a spirit in their hearts.

A day later, Zhang Qingshan gasped and sweated profusely. The death count is now 286. The proficiency level is already 99, and only the last proficiency is missing. To this day, he has been in the system for eight days, and he has been sour all over his body for eight days, he has not taken a bath, and he can't take care of the food when he eats, just to replenish energy.

I haven't had such a hard time since I came into this world, but it's all worth it. I can leave today.

"Come!"

Zhang Qingshan roared in a low voice, and died more than two hundred times, almost making him nervous, but now every sword he used seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he didn't have to think about what move should be used in the next sword, as if it had become instinct, the thought flashed, and the move was shot.

The self simulated by the system was also extremely fast, and the Cold Star Sword flashed, and the two of them immediately became entangled.

"Whoa, whoa!"

With a hurried sound of breaking the air, Zhang Qingshan immediately made a move, a backward flip, and the long sword swept suddenly.

The other party was not afraid at all, his body jumped slightly, dodged the sword, and the moment he landed, he suddenly swung out eight swords.

Zhang Qingshan stood in place, suddenly not moving. He looked at the attacking Cold Star Sword, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he roared, "Give me death!"

The next moment, he suddenly rushed forward, and the first move of the Thirteen Swords of Death was abruptly attacked.

This is the starting style of the Thirteen Swords, the moves are simple, but it is the most ferocious sword among the Thirteen Swords, because this sword ignores any defense, and most of them are used at the beginning of the temptation.

However, Zhang Qingshan used it as a killing move. Either you die, or I die, the brave wins when you meet on a narrow road!

The opponent's eight swords, at this moment, he completely ignored it, his body directly met it, and the sword in his hand stabbed directly into the opponent's heart.

"Poof!

Zhang Qingshan spat blood from his mouth, but he smiled happily on his face, "I finally won you once!"

"Reach 100 ...... proficiency"

Zhang Qingshan returned to the courtyard he had rented before, he couldn't wait to open the system, and the information of the Thirteen Swords of Death was immediately revealed: "Third-rate Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (100/100)+"

There is indeed a plus sign, but Zhang Qingshan's brows can't help but tighten, why is this special plus sign gray?