As long as a person has desires, then he can definitely be bought. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you have no desire, you are strong, and there are very few such people.

At least neither Fu Biao nor Mo Jinping.

They can all be bought.

Buying them is nothing more than the Xuanbing Divine Palm that lacks the four major killing moves.

Even if the Xuanbing Divine Palm lacks the four major killing moves, its power is also good, after all, it is a special palm technique, which can play the power of extreme yin.

This is a great temptation for Fu Biao and Mo Jinping.

Moreover, Jiang Cheng also made it clear that as long as he performed well enough and made contributions, he would also teach the four major killing moves of the Xuanbing Divine Palm to the two of them one by one.

A fifth-rate palm technique, this is enough for Fu Biao and Mo Jinping to work for it.

It is impossible for the outer disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect to learn the fifth-rate palm technique, at most they can only accumulate a large number of merit points and learn the six-rate kung fu.

Wen Jinyu did not hesitate to risk offending the Evil Yin Sect for the sake of a fifth-rate exercise, and investigated the whereabouts of the Evil Yin Sect.

Not necessarily.

Jiang Cheng casually told them the essence of a fifth-rate palm formula.

Although the killing move of the palm method is not revealed, this palm method is only equivalent to a sixth-rate palm method at present, but it is also very worthwhile.

In the Heavenly Demon Gate, if you want to learn a sixth-rate kung fu, you must make up 4,000 merit points.

In addition to the introductory exercises, as long as the other exercises are exchanged, credit points must be consumed.

This merit point is very insufficient, let alone an extra 4,000 points to exchange for a sixth-rate exercise.

Fu Biao and Mo Jinping did not accumulate enough merit points to learn the sixth-rate exercises.

After all, before accumulating merit points, you have to spend a lot of merit points to exchange them for other exercises to strengthen yourself.

Jiang Cheng threw out this big hand, so he naturally bought the two of them easily.

Similarly, when dealing with Deng Zhiwen, Jiang Cheng also smashed a carrot to stabilize his heart and prompt him to work harder for him.

It's not just these people, he has a lot of backhands to prepare.

Secretly, without others knowing, he also bribed a group of hard-working people.

As long as the price can be afforded, there will be people who will sell their lives.

In the rivers and lakes, what is not valuable?

Human life is the least valuable.

The day before leaving, Jiang Cheng summoned some high-ranking deacons and instructed him to retreat, and all matters in the city would be decided by Qingqing, with Wen Jinyu assisting and supervising.

Basically, anyone with a sensitive nose had expected this news, so no one objected.

Now Taiyuan City is basically Jiang Cheng's one-word hall, and whatever he says is what he says.

The Heavenly Demon Gate Mountain is far away from the emperor, although the high-level elders can give orders to this side, as long as Jiang Cheng's position as consul is not revoked by the door, everyone has to look forward to Jiang Cheng, and the elder's instructions also have to be arranged by Jiang Cheng.

Therefore, even if Qingqing has no qualifications and doesn't seem to have any strength, no one dares to object to anything.

Even Wen Jinyu seemed to have compromised.

Fu Biao and Deng Zhiwen seem to be willing to be subservient to others, so what else is there to say.

Everyone mixed into this position, they are all human spirits, and they understand that if they oppose it at this time, they are looking for death.

It is estimated that Jiang Cheng would like someone to jump out, so that he can kill people and establish his authority.

After dealing with the matter in hand, the basic overall situation of Taiyuan City has been decided.

The power is still in Jiang Cheng's hands, but he has released the power.

It's like spreading your fists into the palm of your hand.

Although he released the power, the palm of his hand was still his, and if he wanted to take it back, he only needed to hold his palm tightly.

The power is still in his hands.

It was almost night, and the city gates were about to close.

A middle-aged man dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes and carrying half a basket of herbs on his back walked out of the city gate with his back bent.

He was just an ordinary medicine picker who went into the city to sell medicine.

However, it seems that he did not sell all the herbs today, because there are still half baskets of herbs that have withered and the medicinal effect is not good, and the pharmacies in the city generally do not accept such herbs.

He walked out of the city with a slightly sad look, without attracting too much attention.

There are some people like this who go in and out of the city every day.

There are still some big mountains dozens of miles away from Taiyuan City, and after these medicine pickers collect the medicine every day, they have to hurry into the city to sell the herbs at a good price while they are fresh.

Generally speaking, the price of herbs is not low, even if you only sell half a basket of herbs, you can earn two taels of silver.

Of course, if you lose half a basket, it will be very distressing.

"Hey, old man, get in the car? ”

An ox cart passed by, and on it sat a man who looked a little enthusiastic and strong.

He also seems to have gone into the city to sell things, and now he is going to go home, and by the way, he will pick up a passer-by to earn some extra income.

The dark-skinned herb picker turned his head to look at the man, thought for a moment, seemed to hesitate, and finally got into the car.

The ox cart continued to move forward, and another sallow and sallow mother-in-law got into the car, wrapped in a headscarf and gauze around her face, and her face could not be seen clearly.

After carrying the two of them, the man didn't shout anymore.

A cow dragging a cart carrying three people is already about the same, and a few more people will affect the speed too much.

The wheels of the ox cart pressed against the ground and made a "squeak" sound.

The moonlight is dark, the autumn wind is whining, and the ox carts are on the official road, and they are getting farther and farther away from Taiyuan City.

There are fewer pedestrians on the side of the road.

There weren't many people out of the city.

There is a good saying, others ride big horses, I ride a donkey alone, looking back on the Chai Han, my heart is better.

Wealthy people rode horses, carriages, or donkeys, and long ago left the ox carts for a long distance.

People who have no money walk on foot, and the speed is about the same as that of ox carts, but after a long time, they naturally have no endurance of oxen, and they are slowly left behind.

The cow "mooed", and the road ahead became darker and darker.

Sitting on the ox cart, Jiang Cheng felt a hint of murder.

The dark-skinned herb picker is naturally disguised by him.

Since he said to the public that he was going to retreat, he didn't want too many people or other forces to know that he had left Taiyuan City.

In this way, if you want to go out of the city, the more low-key the better, and you can dress up and get out of the city in disguise, so as not to be discovered.

But what is interesting now is that even if he wants to keep a low profile, he is being targeted.

I wanted to save some leg strength and take a ride on the ox cart to have a good time.

But I didn't expect to get in a black car.

Jiang Cheng's eyes glanced at the mother-in-law sitting next to him, and casually looked at the man sitting in front of him with his back to him.

The killing machine originated from this man with his back to him.

Practicing martial arts to the point where he is, let alone killing, even if someone is a little hostile to him, he can instantly detect it.

Unless the other party is also a master, he can restrain his killing intent and hostility well.

But now this man with an ox cart is obviously not a master.

There is no injustice or hatred, but the other party wants to kill him.

It's nothing more than a quest for money.

Although it is difficult for the medicine pickers, after selling the medicine, there is naturally a little oil and water to be fished.

But what kind of medicine picker is he?

(To be continued.) )