My technique advances once a day

Seeing Shen Yuan's confused look, the old man patiently explained again:

"Martial arts training is free, but testing qualifications are charged. Isn't it difficult to understand?"

"ah?"

Shen Yuan was stunned. Why did this sound so familiar?

Also, is it possible to say that eating naka is so fresh and refined now?

After working on it for a long time, this so-called basic qualification is just a disguised way of asking for money.

The thicker the banknote given, the better the qualification. The better the qualification, the more you can watch the martial arts of the Armor Realm...

But in an instant, he understood it clearly.

Since you have come to gather the wool of Gale Country, why don’t you allow others to do the same?

That doesn't make sense.

Anyway, the martial arts skills are just idle there, so why not let the old man who is guarding him make some extra money.

And this seems to be a good thing for Shen Yuan? After all, things that can be solved with money seem to be simpler!

It's better than trying to sneak in and steal martial arts skills before.

But can stealing martial arts be considered stealing? As for martial arts, that makes me feel free and my martial arts is boundless!

But if you do that, you will inevitably have an unnecessary battle with the strong man in front of you.

"I just don't know how much the test qualification costs. I don't know if I can get thirty thousand taels of silver."

Shen Yuan estimated.

Since clearing out the Bloody Sect in the city and the mountains outside the city, he has collected eight thousand taels of silver notes in his private treasury from corpses.

Plus the gift from the Zhao family.

Thirty thousand taels of silver is a figure that can be squeezed out.

If it exceeds this number, the Qingliu Gang will be delayed in opening up trade routes, recruiting workers and horses, buying land for construction, and expanding operations.

This is what Shen Yuan doesn't want to see.

As long as the Qingliu Gang can be given two or three months to get everything on the right track, it is not an exaggeration to say that they will make money every day.

The reason why he established this force was not only to benefit the people, but he was also worried about it at the beginning.

Just like this "Flesh Demon Transformation", if you don't hunt down the Blood Demon Sect to obtain the Blood Demon Essence, if you want to reach the third transformation, it will take nearly two months just to add 50 points of Blood Demon Essence. .

Even if it takes a year to be patient and steady, the five sheds will be added bit by bit.

Where will the next martial arts come from?

Now Shen Yuan can already feel that the martial arts skills corresponding to his own realm are becoming more and more difficult to obtain.

He really doesn't want to get it by killing if it's not necessary.

Naturally, if you can buy it with money, buy it with money.

"Ah what!"

Seeing that Shen Yuan did not ask for the test, the old man said angrily, "It seems that you are also an unqualified person. Go pick up a book of Inner Strength Realm Kung Fu and leave quickly."

Shen Yuan made a submissive appearance: "...it's your lord."

But he is still somewhat reluctant to part with the martial arts skills of the three armor-casting realms. After all...he really has no use for the inner-strength realm!

His thoughts were whirling around in his mind, and he asked cautiously:

"Sir, I don't know how much silver is needed for the qualification test of Tongmai Realm and Armor Casting Realm. Let me have an idea in my mind and prepare myself."

"I have heard people often say that if you can learn about some higher realms of martial arts, it will also be beneficial to your inner strength cultivation."

"A copy of the Tongmai Realm is worth thirty thousand taels of silver, and the armor-casting realm is worth one hundred thousand taels of silver."

Facing the inquiry, the old man looked a little impatient and said, "Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. If you want it, hurry up."

Breathtaking prices.

Shen Yuan estimated that the annual output value of the Qingliu Gang was only three hundred thousand taels of silver.

I thought it wasn't too much, but I didn't expect to borrow three armor-forging realm martial arts books to take a look.

And this kind of annual output value is still based on heavy financial incentives, sharing, and liberating the labor force.

As for whether you can make more money by following the old path?

this……

Shen Yuan at least attended nine years of compulsory education.

It is clear that adhering to the scientific outlook on development is the right path.

I picked a book on the shelf that was a decent internal strengthening exercise for nourishing the mind and strengthening the body.

Hand the exercise technique to the old man to register.

But before he handed over the technique, he heard an urgent call from behind the courtyard:

"Grandpa Sun, the stone disease has occurred again! Come quickly!"

Bah!

The wolf hair fell from the old man's hand, splashing a dazzling ink stain on the mottled table. He rushed out like a gust of wind, lifted the curtain on the other wall, and got into the backyard where the sound came from.

Shen Yuan was not in a hurry and stood there waiting patiently.

Just the tip of his nose twitched unconsciously, and his eyes subconsciously looked in the direction where the heavy curtain fell. His flat brows gradually wrinkled, and a trace of solemnity and suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Behind the thick curtain, he smelled a familiar scent.

Hungry! Eat! Rice is delicious!

That’s the primal urge for food!

Great medicine!

The breath of the blood evil medicine!

Shen Yuan immediately thought of the source of the breath.

"It's just...how can there be big medicine here?"

"Zhuxie Yamen has raised a great medicine?"

Shen Yuan's mind flashed through the various cruel cultivation methods used in the "Flesh and Blood Breeding Treasure Medicine" technique.

The kind of thing that makes your balls tighten just by looking at them.

Shen Yuan's eyes filled with anger unconsciously, and his face became gloomy.

He suddenly raised his head and looked behind the curtain.

If we really wait for him to be black, what about the armor-casting realm and the evil-killing yamen.

It’s not like he can’t be killed!

kill!

Shen Yuan tightened his grip on the scabbard of his official sword, unfolded his robes, and strode forward with his figure like the wind, reaching out to catch the heavy door curtain that had not yet fallen.

Wow——

The door curtain was raised, and Shen Yuan stepped forward.

Then, he froze.

The number of large medicines in front of him far exceeded his imagination.

More than 300 little heads gathered in a circle, surrounding Old Man Sun, their eyes full of anxiety, not daring to make any sound.

These were all children, the youngest was three or four years old, the oldest was eight or nine years old.

Some had skin and flesh pulled together, limbs short, and the whole person was in a ball shape with no clear facial features. Some had dry and broken hands and feet, which was caused by the extraction of essence and damage to the bones.

Shen Yuan approached, but did not draw his sword immediately.

He did not feel any fluctuations of the Blood Evil Sect's skills on Old Man Sun.

"Is it a trade?"

Shen Yuan was a little confused about the current situation, and did not act rashly.

With the style of the Blood Evil Sect, once the fight started, none of the more than 300 teenagers here would survive.

He moved his eyes to the center of the crowd, and saw Old Man Sun's wrist flying in the crowd, holding a silver needle in his fingertips, and quickly lying on the ground and inserting it into the teenager, pressing various acupuncture points.

The boy's skin and flesh were bulging, and bright red kept oozing out of his pores. His entire body was like an inflated balloon, as if it would burst at any time.

As the old man Sun inserted the silver needle, this swelling tended to be curbed, but not much.

"I'll go get the medicine. You hold his hands and feet, don't let him scratch his skin and flesh."

Old man Sun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and rushed out of the courtyard without even looking at Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan stood in the courtyard with a frown, somewhat confused about the current situation.

If the other party really raised a big medicine and was discovered by himself, shouldn't he kill him now?

Watching the disappearing back of old man Sun.

Shen Yuan looked back at the bulging flesh in the crowd that was about to burst at any time.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem--"

"Alan, stop pressing me, just let me die!"

"It's too painful to live like this."

"Ah Qing, I can't play with you anymore..."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem--"

The bloody ball made a sound with difficulty, and after a few words, brown blood clots came out of his mouth, looking extremely horrible.

"No! Grandpa Sun will definitely cure you! Brother, hold on!" Beside him, a little girl was crying, her skin and flesh trembling.

The teenagers watching looked at this scene with gloomy expressions, without any words.

They have seen this scene many times, and they have become accustomed to it and numb.

Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, it will be him who falls here and turns into a pool of blood and flesh.

And Shen Yuan, who was standing aside, looked at the flesh ball on the ground, whose skin and flesh were swollen to the extreme and ready to explode at any time.

Although he had not yet sorted out the current situation, he knew that he had to take action anyway.

[Thank you all for your rewards. I dare to ask for a wave of praise. I'm going to go back to writing!]