Chapter 62: Huangquan disciples, brothers part

Wang Yuan left Tianshu Hall with satisfaction and returned to Bingzi Courtyard.

He now has 300 surplus points, and with another points he can perfect the alchemy technique.

Qingyao Hall now provides him with 20 kilograms of meat every day, which can give him points surplus after eating it, which is points in ten days.

So Wang Yuan asked Chen Wenjin to buy 500 kilograms of meat at one time.

Chen Wenjin waved her hand when she heard this and asked, "You still want to buy 500 kilograms of meat?"
The previous mission said he would be given two sheep in ten days, and later Wang Yuan brought back a yak by himself. Although it had not been airlifted back yet, Chen Wenjin decided to fulfill his promise now.

The freight of yaks is not counted in his shipping fee, and will not affect the trade difference between the two places.

You have to know that due to the disaster and air transportation, the prices in Yuanwu City and Qingzhou Xufeng City are completely different. The price difference between the two places is more than ten times.

Chen Wenjin didn't even count it and treated it as a welfare reward.

The yak weighs 1,000 kilograms, and the meat yield is 60%, so he will get 600 kilograms of meat. The two sheep weigh 100 kilograms of meat, so a total of 700 kilograms of meat.

Previously in Xufeng City, Chen Wenjin had promised to give him 20 kilograms of meat every day.

Wang Yuan didn't mention it, but Chen Wenjin didn't forget it.

She said she could start with half a month to collect a thousand kilograms.

"~~"

Wang Yuan thought about the future cooperation and his own value, so he didn't say much, but only made one request:
Roast the meat until it's cooked and burnt and send it to him.

"~~"

Chen Wenjin rolled her eyes when she heard that.

If a thousand pounds of meat is not cooked thoroughly or is burnt, it will go bad in two days. Is she that stupid?

That was her original intention.

Get it the day after tomorrow.

So Wang Yuan returned satisfied.

……

Another night came and the ghost fog spread, but strangely, no ghosts appeared tonight.

Not only the four evil ghosts, but even the corpse ghosts, skeleton soldiers, etc. did not appear.

It was a quiet night, yet surprisingly strange.

When the sky brightened in the east, everyone breathed a sigh of relief but at the same time they couldn't help feeling worried.

Could this den of devils have some conspiracy brewing that would suddenly explode and sweep across the riverbank?

Of course, these were things that the higher-ups had to worry about and investigate, but Wang Yuan didn't need to. He started eating meat again.

"Yuan, come out for a moment."

Zhang Zheng appeared outside the Bingzi Courtyard and shouted.

"Oh, here we come."

Wang Yuan stood up and walked out of the yard.

"This way."

Zhang Zheng took a step ahead and led the way towards the river.

"~~"

Wang Yuan's eyes moved, but he followed silently without saying anything.

After turning the baffle, a young man in a yellow robe stood on the shallows of the river, with his back to me, standing silently.

"34~52".

Wang Yuan has the habit of probing the strength as soon as possible.

Just entered the eighth level, neither strong nor weak.

Of course, it is already very strong for ordinary people.

"I am Gu Jin, an outer disciple of Huangquan Sect. I am responsible for bringing back talented Huangmen disciples near Yuanwu City. Junior Brother Zhang highly recommended you, saying that you have good talent and have already mastered the Yellow Sand Fist. I wonder if it is true or not?"

The young man turned around, looked at Wang Yuan and smiled.

"real."

Wang Yuan nodded.

This is already known to everyone and there is nothing to hide.

"Really?"

The young man Ku Jin showed surprise on his face and punched directly.

"Bam—"

Wang Yuan slapped him and sent him flying.

"you……"

Ku Jin was shocked and looked at Wang Yuan in disbelief after landing.

Stronger than him?

Eighth grade!

what's the situation?
And what he just used was...

"You also saw that I later practiced the Buddhist Vajra Palm, so I can't go to Huangquan Sect with you."

Wang Yuan spread his hands and said helplessly.

According to his understanding, there has always been friction between the Huangquan Sect and the Buddhist Sect, and they are like water and fire.

After he practiced the Vajra Palm, he could no longer enter the Huangquan Sect.

"You..." Ku Jin's face changed.

At the age of sixteen, he had mastered the Yellow Sand Fist and had also made some progress in bone training. With such talent, if he entered the Huangquan Sect, he would definitely be an elite inner sect disciple.

He will definitely get a big reward if he brings it back.

But now that he has practiced Buddhism's powerful Vajra Palm, all of them are gone in an instant.

Oh no!

If the Vajra Palm is not fully mastered, there is still a chance!

"Junior brother, it's okay to have only a minor accomplishment in the Vajra Palm. No one will know as long as you don't show it. When you get to Huangquan Sect, you can choose a new bone training technique to practice, and it will be covered quickly, and then..."

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I have no intention of going to Huangquan Sect."

Wang Yuan shook his head and interrupted Ku Jin.

How could such an upright man do such a deceptive thing?
"Brother Zheng and I have endured hardship in Daxing City for three years. No one from Huangquan Sect or even Huangmen Martial Arts School came to rescue us or even give us a bite to eat. We are finally feeling better now, but you came and asked me to go to Huangquan Sect. I'm sorry, I don't want to go to Huangquan Sect, not at all."

"~~"

Kuching's mind was in turmoil.

He saw a lot along the way and roughly understood Wang Yuan's feelings, but...

"Junior brother, you have to think clearly. This is Huangquan Sect, a top sect. Only in Huangquan Sect can you become a truly powerful person. If you stay here, you may only be a sixth-grade person at most, or even be stuck at the seventh-grade person for the rest of your life. You will have no chance to regret it later...

No, you will regret it!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. I have made up my mind!"

Wang Yuan's voice was sonorous and his eyes were firm.

"You should take Brother Zheng back. Brother Zheng has made great progress recently and is extremely talented. He will definitely achieve great things in the future and become a strong man."

After his Beast Tide became famous, he often taught Zhang Zheng how to practice the Yellow Sand Fist. Later, when he perfected the Yellow Sand Fist, his guidance became more precise and to the point.

Therefore, Zhang Zheng's cultivation also improved rapidly.

Later, when he heard that disciples from the Huangquan Sect had arrived, he worked even harder.

Now Zhang Zheng is only one step away from mastering the Huangsha Fist.

"A Yuan, you really won't go to Huangquan Sect with me?"

Zhang Zheng couldn't help but speak at this time.

He really wanted Yuan to go with him, so that they could support each other and grow together.

He couldn't understand what was so special about this place that Yuan should stay here.

"Really, Brother Zheng, go ahead. When you become a strong man in the future, just don't forget to take care of me."

Wang Yuan made a joke.

"I will definitely not forget you! I will never forget you for the rest of my life! Okay, when I become a strong man, I will protect you!"

Zhang Zheng said quickly, his words earnestly.

His talent for martial arts was actually stronger than A Yuan's. A Yuan was only able to surpass him so quickly because he was taken care of by the masters of Bingziyuan.

If he entered the Huangquan Sect, he would definitely be able to catch up quickly and then surpass A Yuan.

I will definitely take care of Yuan then.

"Hey you..."

Gu Jin looked at Zhang Zheng speechlessly.

Why didn't you persuade your brother? He was convinced right away and still looked forward to the future...

How can he persuade her again?

"Wang Yuan, this is your last chance. Will you follow me to Huangquan Sect?"

"Don't go!"

Wang Yuan shook his head.

"it is good!"

Kuching's face turned serious.

"Okay, then you are not allowed to say you are a disciple of Huangquan Sect in the future, and you are not allowed to use Yellow Sand Fist casually in public, otherwise there will definitely be disciples of Huangquan Sect coming to pursue you!"

"~~"

Wang Yuan tried his best to control himself from refutation.

Just as he imagined, the world will change, the laws will change, but human nature will not change.

"Junior Brother Zhang, let's go!"

Kuching turned and left.

"Yuan, goodbye, see you later!"

Zhang Zheng clasped his fists, reluctant to leave.

In fact, it's not just about Wang Yuan, but also about Daheyuan and this homeland.

Although I don't like it and it's full of painful memories, it's the place where I've lived for more than ten years after all. It's my roots. If I really have to leave, even if it's thousands of miles away, I will still be reluctant to leave.

"See you later!"

Wang Yuan waved.

Brother, I wish you a bright future, smooth sailing, fulfillment of your dreams, and true strength!
The most important thing is to never forget your original intention!

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(End of this chapter)