"After practicing deeply, other techniques have no special characteristics. Only Dragon God's Claw and Taixuan Sutra have special characteristics. Is it because all the techniques after reaching the heaven level will be like this?"
Shen had never practiced the cloud level technique, so he didn't know whether this situation started to occur from the cloud level or from the heaven level.
However, this is a good thing after all. It means that under the current cultivation level, he can explode with more powerful combat power.
After simply cleaning up, Shen Cong left home.
The moment he went out, he found that Ruan Hongyu had just gone out, and her face was extremely solemn. There were two more beings around her age, a man and a woman, both of whom were at the seventh level.
That man had a strong aura and was already infinitely close to a sixth-grade powerhouse.
"Master Xiao Shen."
Although her face was a bit ugly, Ruan Hongyu took the lead in saying hello when she saw Shen Cong.
Shen Cong also responded.
"Ruan Fengwei."
After a simple greeting, the other party left in a hurry, and Shen Cong also walked towards the shop.
Along the way, he noticed that the order on the street was a little messy and not as stable as before.
Many ordinary people packed up their belongings, carried packages on their backs, and rushed to their homes with their families and families in tow. There were also some ordinary people who ran towards their homes holding the rice and other food they had just bought.
The smart Shen Cong immediately judged that there was probably something wrong on the northern border.
It turned out just as he thought. Several passers-by were running around discussing the war in Northern Xinjiang.
"This Beimang is really powerful. When the war started, it severely damaged our Daxia border defense army, wiped out 80,000 enemies, and penetrated hundreds of miles into our Daxia! If it weren't for Zhenyuan General Ling Bupo leading his army to attack for hundreds of miles, the North Mang army would be defeated. The barbarians cut them off in the middle, so that they could not look at each other from head to tail, fearing that they would be driven straight in by the barbarians from the north."
"The Beimang barbarians have lived on the grasslands for a long time. Not only are their folk customs fierce, but their horsemanship skills are also top-notch. Their cavalry is far superior to that of Daxia. It's hard to resist."
"Now that the war breaks out, we don't know how many people will die."
"Isn't that true? I heard that some blacksmith shops now have to add an extra tael of silver to make a sword. I think the people are almost out of luck."
...
"Master Shen."
While Shen Congzheng was listening, he suddenly heard a familiar shout. He turned around and saw that it was Song Daqi, the son of Master Song.
He trotted forward and bowed respectfully.
"Good morning, Master Shen."
Shen Cong nodded, noticed the large bruises hidden under his sleeves, and asked lightly:
"Did you fight with someone?"
Song Daqi lowered his head.
"Yesterday when I came home from work, I saw people from the Changfeng Gang bullying the neighbors and robbing them of grain and rice. I couldn't bear it for a moment, so... I started fighting with them."
"When a real man walks in the world, he should bend down and obey his duties, waiting for the timing of heaven. He should not fight with his fate."
"Master Shen, I don't understand."
"You have to be low-key as a person. If you can't control your fists, you can easily get killed."
"But are we poor people destined to be bullied by others? Our life is already difficult, and we have to be bullied by those ruffians..."
Song Daqi clenched his fists and his eyes were a little red.
Shen Cong shook his head and said no more. Naturally, a half-year-old child of Song Daqi's age could not compare to his own state of mind in two lifetimes.
He doesn't understand the complexity of the world and the sinister nature of people's hearts, and he doesn't know how to be low-key and forbearing and bear the burden of humiliation. At his age, he can only be full of passion.
Perhaps only after suffering more losses, he will understand that it is not too late to develop first and then take revenge.
The two walked on the street one behind the other, and soon came to the blacksmith shop.
However, as soon as they arrived not far away, they saw that the blacksmith shop was in a mess.
A group of warriors in blue clothes were making trouble. The leader kicked the bench away with just one kick. He was obviously very powerful and was about to reach the top.
Song Daqi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:
"Master Shen, that's the Changfeng Gang. I didn't expect that their hands could already reach the blacksmith shop."
Shen never said anything, just watched quietly.
The person in charge has already stepped forward to make things right.
"Masters, are you here to forge weapons or...?"
"Hit your mother! Let me tell you, from now on, this street will be under the control of our Changfeng gang. Your blacksmith shop, and even all the blacksmiths in your shop, have to pay protection fees. The shop will pay monthly One hundred taels, one tael for each craftsman, if anyone dares to refuse to pay, don’t blame me for twisting his head and using it as a chamber pot!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Let’s not mention that the blacksmith shop has to pay one hundred taels of silver a month. Let’s talk about blacksmiths like them. Many of them only have more than two taels of silver a month. If they pay one tael, it is like cutting their flesh directly.
"Are you too shady? You have to pay so much protection money all at once. Who gave you the right?"
"That's right! You are too overbearing. We want to sue!"
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Everyone in the Changfeng Gang burst into laughter. It seems to be mocking the naivety of the blacksmiths.
"Sue, it's up to you to sue. If you can sue us, I'll call you daddy, but if you can't sue me, hey hey hey... then, don't blame me for being ruthless and want to take two pieces of shit for surgery. ”
As soon as they finished speaking, they snatched the silver coins and banknotes from the counter and walked away.
The blacksmiths waited for the people to leave and immediately began to curse.
"Why is this Changfeng Gang so arrogant?"
"Are we just going to let them bully me? I only have two taels of silver a month, which is not enough to feed my family. I don't pay any protection fees. If you want to take money from me, you have to step over me."
The steward let out a long sigh.
"Hey! Isn't there someone behind the Changfeng Gang? I heard that the leader of the Changfeng Gang is the brother-in-law of our City Lord Yun!
In normal times, they would not dare to be so rampant, but now the war in the north is tense. If the court wants to send troops, it has to draw troops from major state capitals, prefectures and counties, and the troops are often concentrated in the hands of officials at all levels.
At this time, major officials will take the opportunity to plunder some benefits. The imperial court wants food and salary, and the following will blatantly plunder the people's wealth and support.
The imperial court needs all major forces to maintain stability, so control will naturally be loosened. This is almost an unwritten rule. It is useless to sue the officials.
Maybe if you complain to the official during the day, someone will go to your home to greet you at night. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly became a little strange. Even the master who just shouted that he wanted people to step over his body was swallowing his saliva at this moment and did not dare to say a word.
Song Daqi looked at Shen Cong from beginning to end without saying a word, and his soul was greatly shocked.
The person from the Changfeng Gang kicked his chair just now!
A person as powerful as Master Shen didn't teach them a lesson just now. Is this what Master Shen meant by forbearance?
Master Shen is indeed an extraordinary person!
In fact, Shen's mood has been soaring from this moment on.
Mom is so mad, did you bully your grandpa?
Tired of living!
But he is not a fool. The Lord of Yuncheng, even though he is only in the fifth rank, is on par with him.
But he represents the Great Xia court behind his back, so it would not be a wise choice to take action on his own if he is traced.
Before becoming an absolutely strong man, Shen Cong would not fight against the big machine of the imperial court.
Shen Cong wants safety, and Shen Cong wants retaliation too!
Collect some interest tonight, and wait until grandpa breaks through the fourth level...
