Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 107 Dark Cloud City

The sun rises, sweeping away the darkness.

The two people in the deserted temple also slowly opened their eyes. Although they had not slept all night, they were extremely excited at this moment and did not feel sleepy at all.

"Haha, Zhong Lin, my liver has been tempered successfully." Mei Weixuan shouted excitedly.

Mei Weixuan starts with the heart, and the liver belongs to its second part.

"I have also completed the tempering of my lungs."

Zhong Lin also had a smile on his face. He had completed the training of his lungs in one night, which also meant that one-fifth of the five internal organs had been determined, saving a full half a month.

Zhong Lin lowered his head and looked at the five poisonous beasts in the jade box. This thing was indeed a rare treasure. With it, he could complete the tempering of his internal organs in the shortest time.

The most important thing is that you don’t have to worry about suffering from various injuries due to improper manipulation of qi and blood.

"The book records that the five poisonous beasts eat once every three days. According to this progress, we will almost complete the tempering of the five internal organs when we return to Wuyun City. I wonder how many people will be surprised when we go back. I'm excited just thinking about it." Mei Weixuan said happily.

"Leave the five poisonous beasts with me first. We'll discuss their distribution after we return to Tianyang City."

"Row."

Brothers should settle accounts clearly. The Five Poisonous Beasts are such precious things that they can even determine the rise and fall of a faction. Naturally, they have to discuss the issue of distribution. However, the decision will be made by the forces behind the two men at that time. What they have to do is to use the Five Poisonous Beasts to practice well and maximize their benefits.

After extinguishing the remaining flames on the campfire, the two men did not stop for long and started on their journey.

Along the way, Mei Weixuan did not travel around the mountains and rivers or visit brothels, but instead went with Zhong Lin to search for food for the five poisonous beasts.

It was already November, and although it couldn't be said to be freezing cold, the north wind was howling, making it extremely difficult to find scorpions, centipedes and the like.

However, basically, nothing in this world can be accomplished without money. Both of them are wealthy people. Whenever they arrive at a place, they use money to pave the way, and they can even dig out hibernating snakes and toads for you.

They stopped and walked like this all the way, and in half a month the five poisonous beasts secreted venom five times. With the help of these five poisonous liquids, Zhong Lin completed the tempering of his kidneys and liver, and Mei Weixuan also completed the tempering of his lungs. Even his kidneys were tempered a little bit.

At this point, Zhong Lin had completed three-fifths of the internal organs. Mei Weixuan was a little faster than him and had just started the fourth.

This made Mei Weixuan so angry that he cursed. Zhong Lin actually came from behind and was even showing a trend of overtaking.

Especially Zhong Lin’s light-hearted words “I am a genius” almost made him autistic.

"We've arrived at Dark Cloud City."

Before entering the city, you will see a huge stone tablet standing at the city gate. People passing by will subconsciously look up and stop.

Mei Weixuan explained, "This stone tablet is the symbol of Wuyun City. It has a history of thousands of years. Rumor has it that a general from the previous dynasty fought here and erected a tablet to commemorate his achievements. Hundreds of craftsmen were hired to carve this stone tablet."

"After the war, the stone tablet was damaged a bit, but most of it was still preserved and became the symbol of Wuyun City."

Zhong Lin nodded.

He came to the stone tablet specifically and looked up, but unfortunately the carvings and words on it had long been blurred, and he could only vaguely see some scenes of soldiers fighting.

Among the crowd, a young man with the Baicaotang logo on his chest was delighted when he saw Zhong Lin and ran over quickly.

"Meet the young master."

Zhong Lin also knew this person, a member of the Baicaotang Guard.

"Erxi! How long have you been here?"

Zhong Lin also smiled after seeing who was coming.

"In reply to your question, sir, I just arrived three days ago and am now staying in Baixiang Tower. I was sent here to wait for you and Mr. Mei at the door." Erxi said respectfully.

"Have the people from our Mei family arrived yet?" "Mr. Mei, they are here too, and they are also staying at Baixiang Tower."

"What are you waiting for? Lead the way! I need to clean myself up. I stink."

"Yes, sir, please."

Led by Erxi, the two stepped into Wuyun City.

I don’t know if it’s because of the Treasure Pavilion, but the entire Wuyun City has a particularly large flow of people, at least several times more than Tianyang City. Moreover, the people coming and going are all tall and strong, with strong muscles and bones. They are holding weapons, and some of them have strong Qi and blood. It is obvious that they have condensed Qi and blood.

Click, click, click!
A burst of orderly footsteps came from the other end of the street. Zhong Lin looked up and saw a pair of soldiers numbering a hundred. Each of them was wearing yellow armor, holding a spear, and looked very powerful.

"Young Master, many martial artists have come to Wuyun City because of the Treasure Pavilion. These people have bad tempers and may start fighting if they disagree with something. These soldiers are sent to maintain order." Erxi explained.

Zhong Lin frowned and asked curiously, "Can you control it?"

These soldiers in front of him seemed to be well-equipped, but a closer look would reveal that most of them were just ordinary people, at most a little stronger. Only a few of the leaders were entry-level warriors, and they had not condensed their qi and blood.

Given the arrogance of those gangsters, how could they be frightened by these soldiers?

"My lord, you don't know that they are mainly responsible for the people in the city."

boom!
A loud noise was heard in the distance, and a figure was seen falling from the roof, heavily smashing a shelf, and most of the goods inside were damaged under the heavy pressure.

Immediately afterwards, a burly monk with a huge string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck jumped down from the roof and rushed through the crowd blocking his way.

"Wang Lingshuang, where are you going this time?"

Wang Lingshuang climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cursed angrily, "Damn you bald donkey! I just killed a civilian couple, and you chased me for half a month. They're not related to you at all, so why did you keep chasing me?"

"Hmph! Wang Lingshuang, you've been killing innocent people. If Heaven doesn't punish you, then Buddha will. Powerful Vajra Palm."

The monk took a step forward and slapped out with his palm.

"boom!"

A terrifying force was released instantly, and the monk's palm actually glowed faintly golden in the sunlight.

Wang Lingshuang's face turned pale, he didn't dare to resist at all, turned around and fled into the distance.

Unfortunately, the monk was faster and hit him directly on the back.

Suddenly, Wang Lingshuang's body felt as if he had been hit hard.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man staggered forward a few steps before falling to the ground, his life or death unknown.

The crowd around dispersed.

The monk walked over, looked at Wang Lingshuang lying on the ground, chanted a Buddhist name, and said in a cold voice, "Amitabha, you can survive the sins sent by heaven, but you cannot survive the sins you bring upon yourself. In the past, you slaughtered innocent people, and now your death at my hands can be considered a salvation for you."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving behind only a mess and a corpse.

The people around and the merchants who had suffered losses could only watch the monk leave, not daring to express any dissatisfaction.

Wow!
The guards who had just been patrolling arrived late at this time, and skillfully moved the corpses on the ground, while warning the merchants not to provoke these warriors.

No compensation was offered, neither by the monk nor by the patrolling guards. All losses had to be borne by the merchant himself. This is the tragedy of the common people.

Of course, this is also the privilege of warriors. After all, this is a world where great power belongs to oneself. Isn’t this the purpose of practicing martial arts?
(End of this chapter)