Chapter 179 Black Market Medicine
After Bu Jing fell asleep, Jiang Li and the other two discussed the future of the Universal World and agreed not to introduce the immortal cultivation system, but to get people back on track.
The Wu Kingdom is a combination of martial arts and immortality. It is not pure martial arts, and their practice cannot be separated from spiritual energy.
The martial arts of the Universal World are pure martial arts and do not require spiritual energy. This is certainly because the spiritual energy is thin, but thin spiritual energy is not a bad thing. Just like now, the three people have seen that it is possible for humans to cultivate to a very high level without spiritual energy.
They wanted to see if, given enough time, the Universal World could produce a martial immortal who could rival those in the Tribulation Crossing Stage or truly become an immortal through martial arts!
However, the premise of all these things is that the martial arts secrets of the universal world have not been lost.
In today's world, even the emperor does not have the martial arts secrets from three hundred years ago. The only ones who may have it are the brothers Dong and Jing.
Abu said frankly that he could only remember the family martial arts "Four Pillars Supporting the Sky", and he only knew the names of others like "Heavenly Stars" and "Buddha Iron Hands".
Of course it is impossible to reproduce the prosperity of martial arts with only one martial arts secret book. Fortunately, there is Bu Jing who can memorize various martial arts secret books.
Although Bu Jing agreed, she still had doubts: "Even if I write it down, who will practice it? If the court finds out that I am practicing unofficial martial arts secrets, I will die."
More than a hundred years ago, Bu Jing released a martial arts secret book to test the waters. Although someone picked up the book, he hid it like a treasure, practiced secretly, and did not fight with others. He tried to hide as much as possible. He also avoided regular official inspections as much as possible, and the officials did not find out.
However, after a long time, it will be exposed.
He lived to be fifty years old.
Needless to say, he must have been practicing some other martial arts secrets. After the Qi officials found out, they immediately arrested him and tortured him severely.
But he picked up this martial arts secret book on the roadside when he was a child. Even if he told the truth, the State of Qi would not be able to trace it back to Bu Jing.
In the end, the person who secretly practiced the secret book died in the Heavenly Prison and disappeared without a trace, and even the whereabouts of his body were unknown.
"The court sent people?" Jiang Li said with a smile, "That would be the best. If you call out all the twelve heavenly kings, I will give them both hands and see if they can cut off a single hair of mine."
Bu Jing felt relieved. He knew that the powerful person who brought his younger brother home was extremely terrifying and powerful beyond imagination, but he was not sure whether these people would help him. After all, they had no intersection. The only relationship between them was that they had done his younger brother a favor. He couldn't just say, "Look, you have brought his younger brother home, so you should be a good person and save our world as well."
Such words were too shameless for Bu Jing to say.
So he asked the question to determine the stance of these three powerful men, whether they were only interested in the martial arts secrets he knew, or whether they wanted to help.
Since she has these three powerful men backing her up, Bu Jing has nothing to fear.
The Bu family head and Butian were secretly delighted to see that the ancestor agreed. They had long wanted to practice the martial arts secrets mastered by their ancestor, but the ancestor always believed that practicing would increase the risk of exposure and was unwilling to teach them.
Now, they can learn.
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It is a quiet dark market somewhere. Customers who come here will only bargain in a low voice when faced with the things they want to buy, and will not make any loud noises.
Everyone who came here wore a hood and their faces were not visible.
When someone sees something they are interested in, they stop, squat down and ask, "How much?"
The faceless vendor pointed to the sign: Aphrodisiac, three taels of silver a packet, ten taels of silver for three packets.
"Ten taels, that's too expensive, can't it be cheaper?"
Ten taels of silver is not a small amount of money for ordinary people, but those who can come to the black market are not ordinary people. Their martial arts and financial resources are stronger than ordinary people.
The vendor said in embarrassment: "Our medicine ingredients are genuine, including tiger bones, tiger penis, tiger skin, deer antler, ginseng, etc. If we can make it cheaper, we can still make a profit."
"Give me a pack!"
He felt that buying a pack was, in a sense, a good deal.
Of course, this idea cannot be told to the vendors.
The vendor neatly wrapped the aphrodisiac in oil paper and handed it to the man.
The peddler laughed in his heart, thinking this was another one who felt he had gotten a good deal.
"You are such a stingy vendor. You didn't even give me a bottle for the medicine worth three taels of silver. You just wrapped it in paper."
The vendor said with a smile: "Don't worry, after you finish using the medicine, you will definitely feel that it is worth the money."
After the man bought the medicine and went home, he saw his wife lying on the bed. He was ready to take the pill, so he opened the medicine bag and was about to take it impatiently, but he was stunned.
The wife was surprised. This bad guy always rushed to bed, why didn't he come this time? She crawled over curiously to see what her husband was doing. In the candlelight, she saw the paper wrapped with medicine and exclaimed.
Her husband quickly covered her mouth and said, "Keep your voice down. Are you trying to get the government to come over?"
"But, but this is a banned book!"
Written on the paper wrapping the medicine was a very simple martial arts secret manual. Even so, the two could probably tell that it was very different from the martial arts secret manual issued by the Twelve Heavenly Kings.
"Should we report it to the police?"
"Call the police? Should I tell them I went to the black market, or tell them I bought aphrodisiacs?"
The wife remained silent, and no matter who it was, it was difficult to speak.
"The medicine seller has calculated that we won't tell anyone about this." The man gritted his teeth, but he had an urge to practice secretly in his heart.
Although the teachers said that the martial arts secrets destroyed by the kings were dross and harm, would shorten one's lifespan and could not be practiced, his martial arts intuition told him that the martial arts secrets on this piece of paper could make him live longer.
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Moreover, as a person obsessed with martial arts, the skills promulgated by the kings are really meaningless. After several versions were repeated, the meanings were all basically the same.
He wanted to try something new.
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"Are there any more medicines?"
Someone else came to the vendor and asked in a low voice.
"Look at what you are talking about, aren't these all medicine?" The vendor pointed at the aphrodisiacs placed in front of him.
"I'm asking, are there any medicines wrapped in other paper?"
The vendor nodded his head: "Yes, of course."
"This is ten taels of silver."
The vendor handed over three packets of aphrodisiacs and warned: "These three packets have different contents and need to be taken consecutively."
The customer understood what the vendor meant. These three pieces of paper wrapped with medicine together constituted a martial arts secret book, which was obviously different from the one bought for three taels of silver.
"To disobey the will of the Twelve Heavenly Kings is truly treasonous. Aren't you afraid of being investigated by the higher-ups?"
The peddler laughed and said, "If we trace it back, there will be someone higher up to take the blame, and the Heavenly King's meaning is absolute. To tell you the truth, my ancestor practiced the martial arts secrets on this and has lived for more than 300 years!"
The guest's pupils shrank slightly, shocked by the news.
Of course, the customer would not believe the vendor's words directly. He decided to wait until he got home and read what was written on the three pieces of paper before making a decision.
There was a tiny crack in his belief that the Twelve Heavenly Kings were the saviors.
After the black market ended, the vendor sneaked back to Bu's house, and many people returned with him.
The peddler lifted his hood and it was Bu Tian.
They used aphrodisiacs and pornographic comics as bait and gave away many martial arts secrets.
"Gentlemen, all the medicine has been sold."
"Okay, got it."
In fact, there was no need for Butian to report. The spiritual sense of Jiang Li and the other two covered a dozen cities around. They knew better than Butian himself how much he had sold and what the results were.
You can't force people to practice martial arts secrets, and the belief in the Twelve Heavenly Kings is deeply rooted in the Universal World. Even if Jiang Li and his men use force to overthrow the court, people will only think that Jiang Li and his men are invaders and will not believe them.
Ideological problems cannot be solved overnight, so Jiang Li and his team plan to proceed step by step, starting from dark areas like the black market, and let those who have weak beliefs but are rich practice first.
(End of this chapter)