In the great world of martial arts, you use the Tao of Talisman to rule the ages

Chapter 141 The Emperor’s Operation

The document in Jinyinshan's hand only read the beginning.

But Wen Guangyuan's face turned darker and darker.

"Martial masters throughout Kanazawa and even the whole country must hand over rare objects. How dare the Holy One make such a decree!"

"And the higher the realm, the higher the level of the rare items to be handed over..."

It was also the first time that Chen Lin learned that within the imperial court, there were grades of rare objects.

To put it simply, the strange objects suitable for use under the Yuangang Realm are all classified into the ninth grade, such as the previous Ghost Tooth Pig.

Things like the skin and bones of a winged tiger and its giant wings, which can be refined into weapons, are eighth-grade rare objects.

It is estimated that the four corners on the head of the old cow can also be used to refine the Gang weapon, so it should also be of the eighth grade.

Among the grades, it is also subdivided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

Not everyone is unhappy.

I got assigned out of nowhere, and I can't find anyone to reason with...

However, compared to the so-called special envoys of the imperial court, the Qianmian Qianmen, the martial arts supervisor, currently puts significantly more pressure on the martial arts masters.

"Senior Zhao, who are those three people?" Chen Lin looked at the faces of the three people carefully. They were all in their sixties, with their hair turning gray.

"Ahem, you can also find me!"

"The Holy One has only given you two months of grace. I hope you will take care of yourself."

The faces of many martial arts masters were stiffer than stone.

These two brothers really have the same routine.

Jin Yin Ding puffed out his stomach at this time and looked proud.

This kind of ghost court takes jujube pills!
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Chen Lin saw three unfamiliar old men whispering to each other.

"... To become a Jin martial artist, you must offer a ninth-grade medium rare treasure. If it is caught by fishing and hunting, the weight of the meat must not be less than five kilograms. A Qi realm martial artist must offer a ninth-grade high-grade rare treasure..."

Chen Lin was really speechless.

"This is the Holy Spirit's will. If you have any questions, you can come forward and discuss it with me in detail."

"Tch!" Crazy Zhao spat on the ground.

In the same way, the flying tiger's giant wings, which can be used to refine inferior weapons, are of the eighth grade and inferior.

Jin Yinshan slowly put away the documents in his hand, glanced at the people in front of him, and then put on a smiley look.

After a moment, the three people stood up together, with smiles on their faces, and took the initiative to fawn over Jinyinshan.

Familiar words, as if I have heard the exact same words before...

Guiyang Pork is highly tonic and has mild meat properties. It is suitable for martial artists with lower levels of energy, so it can be classified into the ninth grade at most.

'Furthermore, according to this decree, without any reason or grudge, I actually owe that emperor at least five kilograms of strange beast meat? '

Among them, the leading old man's hands were covered with calluses and the muscles of his arms were red.

The two people behind him have dark palms and a sinister face, and the other has extremely thick legs, and the flexible muscles on them seem to be constantly changing positions with the pace...

When he sat down just now, the three old men frowned and were quite unhappy.

Crazy Zhao replied:
"They are also the masters of martial arts halls, namely Lei Kuodao, Five Poison Palms, and Toad Legs. However, in addition to the martial arts hall, these people also have other industries in the city, such as fish pens, tooth shops, and shipping..."

"Although they are not industry leaders, no one dares to touch their business. After all, they are Qi realms themselves and they also run a martial arts gym."

To put it bluntly, they have a business attitude and a legal martial arts "private army". If they were not worried about being too conspicuous, it is estimated that no wealthy family in the city could beat them.

Chen Lin understood, picked up a cup of tea and put it into his mouth.

"By the way, when the Bai Guntou incident happened, these people were not involved from the beginning to the end. The Five Poison Palms recently got married to a wealthy family in Xicheng."

Crazy Zhao nodded vaguely.

The three old men not far away were still chatting with Jinyinshan. With the three people's deliberate flattery, the chatting atmosphere was quite good.

After a while, Jinyinshan laughed and invited the three of them out of the venue. Surrounded by many entourages, they did not know where to go.

In the venue, only the gold and silver cauldron and a few guards were left. He smiled proudly and stood up with his belly puffed out:
"Dear hall owners, what my brother just passed down is the Holy Father's will. There is no falsehood. I hope everyone will be well prepared in the future and not let Jin down again..."

"Hmph!" Crazy Zhao walked away without even looking at the gold and silver cauldron.

brush!
Jin Yin Ding's smile froze on his face as he stared at Crazy Zhao's back.

Master Three Sticks stood up at the right time to comfort him, telling him with a grimace how rare the rare items were, while calmly pulling him away.

Just a moment.

The two figures disappeared outside the venue.

The dull air in the venue began to flow again.

There was no one around, and Wen Guangyuan couldn't help complaining softly: "It's crazy to find strange things. Isn't this just an extra tax on our martial arts masters?"

"Just scrape off two strips of kerosene tree bark and send them up!"

The rest of the auras were not much better, and they all complained.

Suddenly, there was resentment from all directions.

No one dared to complain about the emperor, but they were very bold to criticize the imperial court, and they spoke all kinds of outrageous remarks.

Chen Lin quietly stood up and left the venue.

On a hot summer day, many carriages from wealthy households actually gathered outside. The flags of each house were fluttering, and the banners were undulating. There were at least twenty of them, like seven-color clouds flowing in the wind.

They should be waiting for the Huo family.

However, Huo Zhengqing had already left, and these people waited for him to come out...

Chen Lin's eyes swept over him and he was quickly recognized by the rich man in the carriage who was silently paying attention to the venue.

"Unlucky! Why is this person?"

"Where are the people from the Longguan Huo family? Are they still in the venue?"

The atmosphere on the street suddenly became silent.

Many carriages lowered their window screens in unison, and the driver sitting in front silently took control of the reins. Then a few carriages simply raised their whips and left, pretending that nothing happened.

People were coming and going on the streets, and martial arts masters kept coming out of the venue.

The more than twenty carriages are very eye-catching.

Chen Lin, standing opposite them, was even more eye-catching at this time.

"Chen Lin... why are there so many carriages on the opposite side?"

"Something's wrong. He's not going to kill someone again, is he?"

"Let's go further!"

The noisy sound reached my ears along the hot air waves.

Chen Lin just stared at a remote corner of the street and sighed after a while.

Nothing surprising, just a kid begging on the street.

"Although there were beggars in the city before, I have never seen any children becoming beggars. The world is really getting worse."

"In this case, the imperial court in the south will forcefully seize rare items from martial arts masters..."

Between thoughts.

A calm voice came from behind:
"If you have nothing to do today, why don't you go to my sword hall to have tea together?"

Turning around, he saw Sword Master Xu, dressed in plain robes, walking out of the venue.

Gu Wenqin was also with him.

Behind Gu Wenqin was the expressionless Hong Guan.

As for their master, Old Viper, they don’t know where they are.

After Xu Jianzhu finished speaking, he followed Chen Lin's gaze and suddenly saw a child begging on the street. His eyes dimmed slightly and he sighed softly...

(End of this chapter)