Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 91 The Rise of the Hongshan Gang, Becoming a Personal Disciple

"It turns out that this world is so magical. In one place, the county governor actually punched out a lake, which he used to build a canal to benefit the local people."

Shen Qing couldn't help but sigh after reading Strange Stories of Mountains and Rivers.

At first he thought that this world was an ancient world where martial arts flourished, but after reading this book "Strange Stories from Mountains and Rivers", he found that it was not entirely true.

This world is actually a magnificent place where immortals and mortals coexist, which is much more powerful than he imagined.

According to the records in the book, there are martial artists who have practiced to the extreme and can live for hundreds of years, or even be immortal, and become immortals through martial arts, with the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Although there are some exaggerations, it can be seen from it that the martial arts in this world are not just limited to fists and feet.

In this small place with limited information, if he had not read this book, he would not have such vision and perception.

"Ordinary people, after they have tempered their bodies, will try to obtain military status and enter the imperial court to seek an official position. Only by entering the imperial court can one have a more complete method of cultivation and become extraordinary and transcend the mundane."

"I am different from them. I can break through all the way and master a great skill just by using the ink painting panel, but this is not the way to achieve the great way of immortal martial arts."

"So if you want to go far in the future, you have to enter the imperial court. Firstly, it is safe and stable, and secondly, it can also give you the opportunity to master immortal martial arts."

"No wonder everyone wants to practice martial arts so much." Shen Qing closed Strange Stories of Mountains and Rivers and muttered to himself.

It was already midnight, and Shen Qing didn't read on. He put aside his thoughts, blew out the oil lamp, and fell asleep.

Moved to a new house, there are two beds in the room,
Shen Qing can finally occupy one of the seats for herself and no longer have to squeeze with her elder sister Shen Fang.

A dreamless night.

the next day.

The Beijing temples piled up at the entrance of the alley caused a stir in the shantytowns in the western part of the city.

Everyone knows that someone tough has arrived in this area.

After some interested people found out their background, they found out that they all came from Hongshan Village.

The name of Hongshan Lao and Hongshan Gang spread quickly in the western part of the city.

By noon, all the families who had come from Hongshanzhai had finished shopping and packing up, and many people began to relax.

Once you have no time, things are likely to go wrong.

Shen Qing knows many ways to make money, but in a world where great power belongs to individuals, it is hard to say whether they can be fully realized.

After much thought, he decided to use the safest method, which was to ask these people to start collecting "security fees" everywhere.

This job does not require much technical knowledge. It is a must-do job for all major gangs, and the rewards are also considerable.

But even if it was to collect protection money, Shen Qing felt that he had to be creative.

"Other gangs charge 500 yuan per household per month. We are new here, so we charge less. Only 200 yuan per household per month."

"If you come across a family that is really in financial difficulty, don't sell their children, don't force them, just let them go."

"Then we can't just take the money and do nothing. Just like when the village was guarding against tigers, we will divide into groups of old and young and take turns to guard our area. Anyone with bad intentions will be treated as prey regardless of the consequences."

"I can't guarantee anything else, but the 'safety fee' must be well deserved." Shen Qing explained a lot in a row, looked around at everyone and asked, "What do you think?"

"How do we divide the 'security fees' we collect?" a hunter asked.

Shen Qing said without thinking: "Just like yesterday, I will take half, and the remaining half will be divided equally among everyone, and Bookworm will keep the accounts. If there is no objection, then we will set up rules. Those who do not follow them will be punished, and those who have made contributions will be rewarded. The reward money will come from me."

"Okay, I have no objection."

As he spoke, Shen Qing also took out the martial arts book Jiugongjin, handed it to Tian Xiaohu and said, "We are all here together. Anyone under the age of fifteen can practice if they have nothing to do. Xiaohu, you can teach first. If you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

Others did not expect Shen Qing to be so generous and willing to teach them martial arts.

Thinking that this was something that Chen Yuan and Shen Qing had both practiced, everyone's eyes became excited, and images of themselves having achieved success and feeling proud of themselves emerged in their minds, and they became eager to try.

Perhaps influenced by the "Jingguan", most of the people in the shantytowns, which were originally chaotic and lawless, were willing to pay.

There were some things they simply couldn't give, and as Shen Qing requested, these hunters didn't force or use force.

After collecting the money, under Shen Qing's arrangement, they really began to patrol the places where the fees were collected day and night, just like in real life.

Living in the shantytown here, I feel that a new order seems to have been quietly established.

After living in the shantytown for a few more days and seeing that everything was back on track, Shen Qing packed up and went to Linfeng Hall in the inner city, leaving the chores to Zhang Baoqing.

The residents living in the nearby alleys probably noticed that his status among the crowd was somewhat different.

When Shen Qing passed by them, they all nodded and bowed to him, and their attitude was extremely friendly.

This made Shen Qing feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Linfeng Hall.

Twenty days later, Shen Qing came here again and found that the place was still the same, neither hot nor cold.

Even going downhill slightly.

Shen Qing didn't care too much about these.

Now that he has broken through to the Bone Refining Realm for many days, he was thinking of telling Li Linfeng to learn the next killing method that Ling Feng would teach him, so as to speed up his cultivation progress.

Shen Qing remembered that his senior brother Ouyang Tiezhu only reached the perfection of the Bone Refining Stage at the age of 25.

It took him about two months from the time he started practicing Lingfeng Finger to now when he broke through to the Bone Refining Realm.

He knew in his heart that his speed was indeed fast without anyone telling him.

I just don't know what kind of talents the remaining disciples of the hall master's uncle have.

Calculating the time, the hall master's uncle Li Linfeng should still be in the room at this point. Shen Qing said something to the maid in the room and walked towards Li Linfeng's study.

At this time, not only Li Linfeng was inside, but his four direct disciples and his son and daughter were all in the study, seemingly discussing something.

The door to the study was open.

Following his gaze inside, Shen Qing saw his senior brother Ouyang Tiezhu whom he hadn't seen for many days.

However, in just one month, Ouyang Tiezhu's temples began to show some gray hair, and he looked completely out of spirit.

In addition to him, there was another person who had half of his hand bandaged, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

The atmosphere was a little dull.

Li Linfeng saw Shen Qing as soon as he came over. He was feeling depressed at the moment as two of his four disciples were injured at once, and there was also a Mi Gang outside who was eyeing him covetously.

During this period of time, he has been looking for a way to get out of this situation, but unfortunately, he has been unable to find a way out. As a result, he has not been able to rest well during this period, and his face looks a little gloomy, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds.

He knew in his heart that his Linfeng Hall was now in a situation of lack of successors and was becoming precarious.

The eldest disciple Ouyang Tiezhu had just been defeated when his family encountered misfortune and he became depressed.

In addition, he is already 25 years old and has just touched the threshold of leather forging. It is difficult for him to break through to the Qi cultivation realm.

There aren't many people who can help him in the situation at Linfeng Hall.

The fourth disciple had good talent and had reached the Leather Forging Stage at a young age, but it was a pity that one of his arms was broken.

Now I have completely lost my spirit and I don’t know when I can get over it.

The second and third disciples, one is at the Skin Refining Stage and the other is at the Bone Refining Stage. Both are good prospects and have made progress step by step.

It’s not that they are not qualified, it’s just that they still need some time.

Finally, he had a daughter and a son.

Both of them have decent talent, but they are still too young.

If he were given enough time, he would definitely train them to become talents.

Unfortunately, the problem now is that there is not enough time.

Now he urgently needs someone who can hold up the situation.

I don't ask to be comparable to the imperial court or the children of the four major families, but at least I have to be able to suppress gangs like the Mi Gang.

Only in this way could he vaguely protect the assets he had built up over his lifetime.

I have to say, the Mi Gang is really cruel.

The blunt knife cut the flesh, aiming precisely at the target, and was gradually tightening the rope around his neck, but he was powerless to do anything.

Putting aside these troubled thoughts, Li Linfeng asked Shen Qing outside the door: "Are you looking for me?"

Shen Qing clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Yes. I have already..."

Li Linfeng, who was in a bad mood, interrupted and said, "Wait outside for me to finish my work and tell me later."

Shen Qing saw that they were indeed talking about serious matters and felt it would be rude of him to interrupt them rashly.

He didn't say anything else and just nodded in agreement.

Li Linfeng looked at his four closed disciples and his two children, his mouth slightly opened, and he was about to speak, but he didn't know how to start.

He sighed in his heart, and then said to Shen Qing outside: "Forget it, you tell me first, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Shen Qing was slightly stunned, not knowing why Li Linfeng suddenly changed his mind, and said honestly: "Master, I have already broken through to the Bone Refining Realm. I want you to teach me the follow-up training methods of Lingfeng Finger."

"Ah!" Hearing this, Li Linfeng stood up suddenly and became extremely excited.

He knew that this nephew of Qi Niangzi was smart and talented, and he wanted to cultivate him, but he never expected that Shen Qing could make a breakthrough so quickly.

All in all, the nephew of Qi Niangzi has only been practicing martial arts for more than two months.

More than two months!
What is this concept?
In his impression, such people only exist in the families of high-ranking officials.

Born in a family of high-ranking officials, he has been given various ways to work hard since childhood, so it is understandable that he can achieve such success.

What can a village boy like Shen Qing have?
This talent is truly extraordinary.

Li Linfeng was suddenly surprised and happy.

Fortunately, he was moved by his talent and took the initiative to teach him.

Otherwise, it is unknown when such a genius will emerge.

For a moment, all the unhappiness in Li Linfeng's heart disappeared instantly.

There are still three thousand nails in the broken ship.

He hasn't fallen yet. Mi Gang leader Hong Xingwen is at the same level as him and doesn't dare to attack rashly.

If Shen Qing is trained well, with his speed, maybe he can hold his own.

"Good boy." Li Linfeng's face was radiant. He walked over from the table, grabbed Shen Qing's shoulders, looked him up and down, left and right, and became more and more satisfied.

"I said before that I wanted to pick a good day to accept you as my personal disciple. Today is a good day. What do you think?"

"It all depends on the uncle, the hall master." Shen Qing said without comment.

It has been verified that the progress of the ink panel will be much faster if someone is teaching. He came here just to learn the killing method, so naturally he would not refuse.

(End of this chapter)