Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 112 Delivery, return to the city, killing, and suppressing bandits
Two days later, the goods were finally packed.

Outside the grain store, Wei Zheng pressed his legs and sat on a bench with a golden sword.

Behind him, huge willow boxes with seals attached were placed on the carriage. A diligent man climbed onto the carriage carefully. The goods were tied tightly with ropes and covered with a layer of dark green felt.

Most of the other carriages contained bags of grain.

After this trip, the food can be eaten in the city for at least a while, which will alleviate the increasing food prices in the county.

And in those willow boxes, there are all kinds of valuable medicinal materials, used to deal with the plague that is spreading day by day in the county.

The price is extremely expensive, a box costs at least 800 taels of silver.

Of course, for ordinary people, they cannot afford such precious medicinal materials.

As long as they have food and eat it to make their bodies better, whether they can withstand the plague or not depends on their luck.

"Brother Wei, when we get back, I'll find a few brothers to move a few boxes of medicinal materials to your house, and I'll pay for it." Wang Muchhi sat on his horse, grinning, and tore off half of the dried Ganoderma lucidum in his hand.

"They are all mild and nourishing medicinal materials. Even ordinary people who have not practiced medicine can take them normally. They can dispel colds and diseases, and they are very effective."

Wei Zheng smiled, cupped his hands and thanked him without saying much.

After being trained, Song Ping seemed to have lost her arrogance towards others. Looking at the carriage behind her, a smile could not help but appear on her lips.

Although she is proud, she cannot bear to see people suffering for food.

"Sending these medicinal materials back to the city is enough to save the lives of many people. Our trip can be considered a great merit."

The tour operators behind them also had a faint look of excitement on their faces. They also spent money to buy some medicinal materials and prepared to return to the city.

Either sell it, or save it for the elderly and children at home, so that the family can survive this plague.

Everyone's heart is like an arrow.

That night, everyone could see Master Wei's strength. Even the head escort of Song Dynasty was respectful to Master Wei.

With Mr. Wei here, there is no surprise!

A waiter secretly opened a delicate small box that he carried with him. On the lacquered red cushion, the scent of rouge exuded, and inside was a light and fluttering hair.

"Does Lao Wang want a wife again?"

Waves of rough and savage laughter came from the waiter.

"Fuck you!"

"Oh, I'm newlywed~ I miss my wife."

"Old Wang, if you don't invite your brothers to drink when you get back, I'll go and tell your wife right away that you're working in a brothel in Qingzhou."

"Get out! Get out!"

Listening to the joking chatter at the back of the team, Wei Zheng pursed his lips calmly.

But then, he turned his eyes sharply and looked at the two young men sitting opposite each other at the roadside fried dough sticks stall.

The eyes of the two young men turned around almost at the same time. The three of them looked at each other and were stunned for a moment. However, they nodded tacitly to each other and went about their own business.

"Those two people are both in the bone refining realm, but the flow of energy and blood meridians is different from that of ordinary martial arts masters. They seem to be more agile, but the intensity of energy and blood is not weak."

Wei Zheng said to himself secretly.

This is the fifth martial artist I have met in the city.

As for these two, the flow of Qi and blood is much more subtle than the first three.

Are you a disciple of the Qingjian Sect?

Wei Zheng scratched his head.

Through his conversations with Song Ping in the past few days, he also knew that the Qingjian Sect, whether it was internal training or external martial arts training, was far more sophisticated than any martial arts he had come into contact with.

If I can also learn their Qi and blood circulation skills, my strength will definitely reach a higher level. "Master Wei, they are all disciples of the Qingjian Sect." Song Ping spoke quietly beside Wei Zheng, looking at Wei Zheng who turned around with bright eyes.

"Master Wei, do you want to learn?"

"When I get back, I will teach you."

After the team of martial arts escorts left, in front of the fried dough sticks stall, the young man in green robe took a bite of the fried dough sticks covered in chili and tofu and exhaled happily.

"Did you see that? That woman just now seems to be an outer disciple of ours at the lower peak of Yunmen Mountain."

"Yeah." The young man opposite had a calm temperament, stirring the spoon in his head, looking thoughtful. "But if that woman loses her meridians, it won't be a big deal."

He put down the spoon and looked far away, looking at the escort team that had already gone away.

"On the other hand, the man who just looked at us is quite interesting. The Qi and blood circulation technique is not very strong. It can be said to be an inferior technique. However, the intensity of Qi and blood is as strong as fire. How can someone practice the inferior technique? It’s interesting to see it like this.”

"Really? Haha, I thought he was just an ordinary martial artist haha." The young man giggled, scratched his head, and took advantage of the gap between his senior brother's gaze to take the last fried dough stick out of the basket.

The speed of returning to the city is obviously slower than when we arrived.

Seventy or eighty miles out of Qingzhou City, the fully loaded escort team encountered bandits coming down from the nearby mountains.

only.
They messed with the wrong guy.

Wei Zheng turned over and dismounted, kicked over the body of the bandit whose head was split in two on the ground, squatted down, and kept groping on the bandit's body.

After more than a dozen corpses were touched, Wei Zheng had a small money bag made of coarse cloth in his hand.

After weighing it up, it's just six or seven taels of broken silver.

better than nothing.

Almost everyone in the escort team was watching Wei Zheng take action.

Everyone had different expressions. The eyes of the gangsters at the bottom were full of admiration and yearning for Wei Zheng. A dozen bandits were slaughtered by Wei Zheng in just a few breaths. They even used No one else can take action.

The several escort chiefs on the side looked at his doorway with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Mr. Wei's killing techniques are not superb, they can even be said to be simple.

But it's not sloppy at all, it's as smooth as chopping melons and vegetables.

It seems that Mr. Wei does this kind of thing often.
Witnessing Wei Zheng killing these gangsters in just a few breaths, Song Ping couldn't help but breathe faster.

If Mr. Wei really wanted to take action against him a few days ago, let alone now, even himself in his heyday would not be his opponent.

And I have never seen that killing skill of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife.

Huh. Song Ping let out a breath of turbid air, secretly glad that Wei Zheng was kind enough not to kill him at that time.

At the same time, she gradually had the idea of ​​​​befriending Wei Zheng.

Wang Muzhi just held the reins with his hand, looking thoughtful.

Wei Zheng didn't know the turmoil in everyone's hearts at this moment. The purpose of his attack was very simple. Anyway, if those gangsters didn't have the foresight to attack, they would only end up dead.

Why not let yourself take action, kill them all, and turn them into your own experience? Why not?
In the absence of strong enemies, these gangsters who are not afraid of death are the best experience nourishment for me now.

I don’t know. Will I encounter a stupid gangster like this and want to take action against the escort agency?

Looking at more than 100 more experience points in the experience panel, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Wei Zheng's mouth.

If he kills dozens more gangsters, he will be able to break blood coagulation again and be promoted to the Heart Kwan Martial Arts Master, right?

Even if you add Baiyun Powder to your hands and open up the three meridians, you can open the orifices of your hands, gather Qi and blood and store them in the orifices.

But having said that, it seems that I have never seen a martial artist above my heart take action.

What kind of confrontation between strong men would it look like?
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