Chapter 185: Bait on

Not far away, a crisp sound of iron strikes came one after another.
Wang Shaojun leaned back on the cold wall, watching several gang children on the street, collecting protection fees for shops along the street.
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After the Tianyin Gate fell apart, today's Xuanjing Fish and Dragons are mixed, big fishes and small fishes, big snakes and small snakes, all flock here to divide up the territory and resource market that originally belonged to Tianyin Gate.
Especially when Wei He is still living in seclusion in the Black House Mountain, these forces are even more unscrupulous.
In today's situation, he doesn't know how much his royal family is involved.
Bang.
At the entrance of an alley on the right, a cart selling roasted sweet potatoes was kicked over.
An elderly white-haired woman was kicked and fell to the ground. The purse in his hand was snatched away, and the roasted sweet potatoes on the cart were also taken away by a few gangsters, and the rest fell to the ground and were trampled on.
With tears in her eyes, the old woman squatted on the ground, picked up the smashed sweet potatoes one by one with her hands, and carefully put them into a small bag again.
Then she stood up again, straightened the cart with great effort, and slowly walked away.
Wang Shaojun watched without saying a word, without stepping forward to help.
There are too many such things, even if he helps, it is impossible to help a few.
"Come so early?" On the sidewalk, a tall and burly figure, surrounded by a black cloak and hood, approached him.
"Well, I just finished a busy wave, I'm free, and take a break." Wang Shaojun turned his head and looked at the person coming.
Under the black cloak, there was a cold and white face of a man, and it was Wei He, who is now in the limelight.
"Send a letter to me suddenly, what's the matter?" Wang Shaojun asked.
"This is not a place to talk." Wei He looked around. Take the lead and walk towards the opposite shop.
An uncle selling fruit was scolded by two strong men on the side.
Because the protection fee cannot be paid. The uncle guarded the little grandson at his feet while begging the two.
He said that he had paid the protection fee twice, and he really had no money. Now only these fruits are left.
"Who wants your fruit!?" A man slapped the wooden stand of the fruit stand with a fierce slap.
"If you can't pay today, just take your grandson out to buy the goods!" the other person angered.
The little grandson next to the uncle was born in love, with big eyes, and his pupils were full of hatred and anger.
He was holding tightly a roll of yellow paper with crooked charcoal writing, which should be a draft he had learned to write.
Bang.
The old man was kicked to the ground. Take the grandson and fell to the ground together.
"In this world, there are always many people who cannot break free from their own lives." Wang Shaojun paused. Looking at Wei He in front.
Wei He sighed and stopped without speaking.
"These days, I have been busy persuading karma. It is different from before. During this time, I have seen far more than I had imagined before."
Wang Shaojun walked to the fruit stand and quietly said a few words to the two gang men.
Then he took out a little money from his pocket and gave it to them.
The two men received the money without saying anything. They looked at Wang Shaojun and the burly Wei He and saw that they were not easy to provoke. He quickly turned and left.
The old man was grateful for Dade's thanks to Wang Shaojun, and almost knelt down. Begged him to leave his name and place of residence, and he would pay the money back.
But Wang Shaojun's line of sight has been on the young grandson.
There was gratitude in the child's eyes, but more unwilling.
Standing up, he returned to Wei He.
"Do you think that I will punish those two gang children and then punish the evil and promote the good?"
"..." Wei He said nothing.
"I used to do that too." Wang Shaojun didn't look at the old man who was still grateful behind him, and went straight into a teahouse on the street.
Wei He followed in.
Immediately there was Cha Xiaoer greeted them and asked them to sit down.
"Until one day, I found that the two people I had taught had been abandoned, thrown into the stinking ditch outside the city, and died within a few days."
Wang Shaojun smiled lightly and ordered a pot of plum tea and some refreshments.
"Behind everyone, there may be their own difficulties. It is not them that is wrong, but the world." He seems to have experienced a lot recently, and has a lot of feelings.
"Okay, let's talk about it, it's rare to ask me out today, what do you want to say?" Wang Shaojun looked up at Wei He.
"Originally I wanted to ask you about the advancement of the dirty training." Wei He said solemnly.
"Don't talk about those sighs." Wang Shaojun's eyes didn't know why, although there was a trace of fatigue, they were much brighter than before.
"You want to ask why I am so fast?"
"Not bad." Wei He nodded.
"Training the visceral exquisite silk strength." Wang Shaojun said frankly, "If you can understand the silk strength sooner and train it, you can greatly speed up this process."
"Silk strength?"
"Yes, every visceral master has to go through the stage of easy bone change, and silk strength is a way to greatly accelerate this process. It can also be said to be a shortcut."
"Different martial arts techniques, why do you need to shape different physiques? Reshape the foundation. In order to make people more fit the practice techniques. Have you thought about this?" Wang Shaojun smiled and pointed out.
"I can see it." Wei He nodded.
"So, I searched through the classics and found that the ancestors used to build the martial arts classics based on silk jin. So everything is based on silk jin."
"Since you asked this question, I will give you something." Wang Shaojun gently touched his arms, and quickly took out a black pattern gold purse.
He took out a small yellowish and black roll of paper from his purse.
"This is what I used before, now it's for you."
Wei He took it over and unfolded it gently. There was nothing on the paper roll, only some messy silk lines.
"what is this?"
"This is Silk Jin." Wang Shaojun smiled, "I understood the principle of Silk Jin from it, which greatly shortened the process. In fact, I have also heard that there are more details on the Wushi Zong Yueqing Mountain. The details are passed down.
This kind of inheritance, they call Dongzhen secret words, is a secret that can only be obtained by the true true inheritance.
This is also the foundation of Wu Shizong who can stand high and overlook Taizhou. Originally, I didn't quite understand it, but it wasn't until I realized the silk strength that I realized that, indeed, they did have the qualification to overlook the entire state. "
Wei He looked at this somewhat old yellow paper carefully. Although he could not see anything for the time being, he could feel a trace of strange rhythm from it.
"I understand what you mean." He said solemnly.
"No, you didn't understand." Wang Shaojun shook his head, "If you could truly worship the Wu Shi Sect in the first place, it would be a real chance.
As you see now, Silk Jin is a trick I found after groping for a long time.
But this kind of know-how, it is very likely that there are still many unbeginners. Their true biography does not need to be fumbled by oneself, trial and error by oneself, just step by step, follow the experience of the predecessors, step on the countless accumulation of the predecessors, and move forward with great speed.
A little trick they learn every day may require us to explore on our own in a unit of years before we can study it out.
And these know-hows are likely to save us a lot of time and energy. Let us go higher and farther in our lifetime! "
When Wang Shaojun said later, his tone gradually became serious and solemn.
Wei He seemed to understand what he said.
"You also think that I didn't enter the Wu Shizong, the wrong choice?"
"I'm just sorry. With your qualifications and progress, if you can stay in the Wu Shizong, you may have entered a different position now. Maybe even higher than me." Wang Shaojun sighed.
Wei He shook his head slightly.
"But I don't regret it. There are some things you don't know, I don't want to say, but let him pass the things that have passed."
"You still don't understand that the accumulation of martial arts cannot be caught up by one or two generations alone. That is the step by step accumulation of many geniuses, the step by step research and exploration, and the height of formation.
No matter how genius you are, you can't pass it on, and you will never want to catch up with the speed of practice of the geniuses in the Wu Shi Sect. "Wang Shaojun sighed.
"Perhaps." Wei He shook his head, "but I don't regret it."
"Don't talk about it, since it's already out, if you can gather the nine-cutting power of the Heavenly Seal, you may also be able to do something. Listening to my persuasion, the predecessors have explored the height of accumulation for countless times. Up.
The gap is the gap. Must face it. You said earlier that you intend to continue to improve as your major with Wanqingmen Covering Rain Force as the core.
I understand you, but if you gather all the nine deeds of the Heavenly Seal, you can use it as a reference even if you don’t practice yourself, which will be of great benefit to you. "Wang Shaojun persuaded.
"I will consider." Wei He understood what he meant. "I think you want to see this true skill by yourself, right?"
"You can see through." Wang Shaojun laughed suddenly, "I am really curious. If you can gather, I am willing to exchange views with you with my Wang family's true power, how about? My Wang family's spring wind and rain decision, although slightly weaker, but All other groping experiences are more comprehensive and perfect than your simple Heavenly Seal Nine Destructive Techniques. I can borrow from you to see them all."
Wei He was immediately moved.
He didn't expect Wang Shaojun to be so big. Real power exchange viewing, this is not a simple sentence.
If he had other intentions, he might be able to find the fatal flaw against the Wang Family's true power.
"Finally, let you take a closer look at what silk Jin is." Wang Shaojun stretched out his hand and placed it lightly on the back of Wei He's hand.
Suddenly, a trace of extremely subtle strength quietly penetrated through the pores on the back of Wei He's hand.
Wei He closed his eyes and realized it carefully.
That trace of strength is extremely weak, even with his five senses, he must use all his strength to barely feel such a trace.
Just like the breeze gently blowing on the hair, the silk jin, penetrates into the skin, enters the blood vessels, fascia, and gently touches Xia Wei He's own bone jin, then it dissipates naturally.
When the silk energy dissipated, Wei He opened his eyes again, and Wang Shaojun was no longer in front of him.
The tea and refreshments on the table in front of him were almost eaten. Time seems to have passed for a long time.
He didn't even know when the other party left.
After carefully recollecting the peculiarity of the strength, Wei He pinched the roll of yellow paper and quickly settled the bill.
Get up and leave.



Qingqi County is close to the border of Taizhou and five hundred miles away from Xuanjing City.
It mainly produces a variety of medicinal materials. Five out of ten households in the county live on medicinal materials.
Some people are drug collectors, some are pharmacists, and there are pharmacies, shopkeepers, pharmacists, drug dealers, etc.
In a small courtyard backing the county.
Jiuying, dressed in a gray robe and black jacket, was sitting face to face with a gray-haired old man. Between them, there was a set of black and white pieces, playing fast chess with each hand.
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There were fruits such as red peaches and grapes beside them.
An old woman in a light yellow skirt is holding a tub in a corner of the yard, washing vegetables with tap water.
"How? You lose again!" After a move, the old man smiled and raised his eyes, staring at Jiuying. "Just your level, want to beat me? Hey."
"That's it, let you get another round." Jiu Ying sighed, pinching his beard.
"Okay, you old man, you can't do anything but you can't do it. Is it interesting to do these moths?"
"It's boring, so I let you win one win, so that you don't lose or win, you don't think it is interesting, then no one will play with me?" Jiuying waved his hand.
"One more game!" The old man cursed and started playing again.
Cough cough cough.
Suddenly he lowered his head and couldn't help but cough. It seemed that there was some phlegm in his lungs, and he could not breathe well.