Chapter 5: Harvest and Plans
"it's over!"
When the one-eyed warrior who entered the country was beheaded by Yang Qingyun, everything was settled!
The Black Wind Bandits had already suffered heavy losses in previous battles, and it was impossible for them to withstand Yang Qingyun's attack after the death of the one-eyed man.
They couldn't even escape as they were killed one by one by Yang Qingyun.
No one was spared.
Not to mention the grudges of previous lives and the hatred of future lives.
Even now, these Black Wind Bandits are old bandits who have been doing all kinds of evil, looting villages, slaughtering the old and the young, and killing many people. They deserve to die! Yang Qingyun has not forgotten that in his previous life, the Black Wind Bandits looted more than just Wangjia Village.
In order to gather enough young and strong men, several other nearby villages such as Cuihua Village were also destroyed by them!
Bloody hands !
Yang Qingyun did not feel any psychological burden after killing all these Black Wind Bandits.
If he had the ability,
He also didn't mind attacking Black Wind Mountain and destroying all the remaining Black Wind Bandits entrenched there.
To avenge the previous life.
"But then again, I've heard that Wangjia Village and dozens of villages around Black Wind Mountain are all under the control of the Black Wind Bandits, and they have to pay a fixed amount of silver to them every year. What's wrong with these Black Wind Bandits? Why did they attack the forces under their command?"
Yang Qingyun held a blood-stained long knife in his hand, searching the corpse on the ground for silver and other spoils.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to my mind. The Black Wind Bandits' behavior was almost the same as killing the goose that laid the eggs! Either they were crazy,
Either the Black Wind Bandits no longer intend to stay near the Black Wind Mountain to dominate the world, but are preparing to leave, and naturally no longer care about the flood behind them.
This was not just Yang Qingyun's random guess.
In his previous life, after he had achieved some success in martial arts, he came back to look for the Black Wind Bandits.
But by that time, the old nest on Black Wind Mountain had already been burned down and disappeared completely.
No matter how hard Yang Qingyun searched, he couldn't find any trace!
"Before you leave, do you want to do one last job?"
Yang Qingyun's eyes flickered slightly.
If this is true, then at this time, will all the wealth accumulated by the Black Wind Bandits over the years be gathered together and ready to be transferred?
For a time,
A certain thought arose in Yang Qingyun's heart.
As the saying goes, a poor scholar is good at literature, but a rich warrior is. If one wants to practice martial arts to a high level, resources are absolutely indispensable.
A large amount of food essence and medicinal nourishment are essential resources for quickly improving qi and blood! Without enough food and medicinal nourishment, forcing yourself to practice martial arts will only damage your body!
And all these things require money! "It's still almost twenty years before the arrival of the era of spiritual energy revival. There are no numerous monsters in the wild, and there are no medicinal herbs everywhere in the mountains and forests. Maybe there are century-old mountain ginseng and other medicinal herbs that are useful for refining qi and blood in the deep mountains and forests, but it's not efficient to search for them alone."
"Money! I need lots of money!"
"If I have money, I can buy enough medicinal herbs. With the skills and knowledge I have acquired in my previous life for thirty years, I can buy enough medicinal herbs to make some Qi-boosting pills, powerful ointments, Qi-blood powders and other tonics that are beneficial to the cultivation of Qi and blood, thereby speeding up the process of refining Qi and blood!"
Yang Qingyun's eyes were deep.
In the previous life, with the revival of spiritual energy and the invasion of alien worlds, the old era suffered a great impact.
Some tonic pills such as the invigorating pills that were originally able to speed up the training of warriors in the old days and were secret recipes passed down by major forces are no longer a secret, but are gradually becoming popular among the lower classes.
Even after absorbing the alchemy and pharmacology of the invading Xuantian Realm's cultivation methods, they were further improved, enhancing the effects of these low-level ointments and pills!
In his previous life, in the new era of spiritual energy revival, Yang Qingyun fell to the bottom of society and lived there for ten years. In order to solve the hidden dangers of his own body, he naturally collected a lot of related prescriptions and pills, and refined a lot of pills.
As the saying goes, long illness makes a good doctor. He has mastered some pharmacology and the skills of making low-grade ointments and pills.
Although a lot of this knowledge is still lacking, because the spiritual energy has not yet begun to revive, many elixirs do not have corresponding spiritual medicines to refine.
However, he was still able to refine low-level ointments and pills such as Qixue San and Dali Gao using ordinary medicinal materials.
With these, Yang Qingyun will undoubtedly be able to accumulate stronger foundation and speed up the process of regaining the power of his previous life!
But all this is based on having enough resources!
And these resources themselves are also based on sufficient money! "The Black Wind Bandits have been entrenched in this area for more than ten years since their rise. The wealth accumulated over the past ten years must be extremely rich!"
"If I can obtain their wealth, then within a short period of time, at least I will have enough resources to reach the Body Tempering Realm!"
only,
Although Yang Qingyun has the memory of the next thirty years,
But in the future trajectory, not much is known about the Black Wind Bandits who had long disappeared.
According to what the Black Wind Bandits had said before, the one-eyed man who had reached the middle stage of martial arts and was killed by him was the third in command of the Black Wind Bandits.
So what about the boss and the second in command above him?
What level of martial arts realm has he reached? He has not yet cultivated his Qi and blood, has not yet opened the martial arts path, and is not even a low-level entry. Can he really deal with the Black Wind Bandits? "Forget it, let's see the situation first. If the Black Wind Bandits are too strong, then give up. Wait until your strength reaches a higher level and you are confident enough to avenge this revenge."
After a moment's hesitation,
Yang Qingyun felt that he was not absolutely sure, so he could only let it go for the time being.
If you want to plot against the Black Wind Bandits on Black Wind Mountain, you have to wait until you enter the country! Although wealth is good, what is more important is to have the life to enjoy it.
While thinking,
Yang Qingyun searched out forty or fifty taels of silver from the corpses on the ground.
If we add in the broadswords, horses and other trophies in the hands of these Black Wind Bandits, the total would probably be worth more than two hundred taels of silver.
If I could sell all the spoils, I could go to the city to buy some tonic herbs like old mountain ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum, and then make some Qi and blood pills.
Then, next, he will have enough resources to lay the foundation and then start the martial arts entry!
"No matter what, let's practice martial arts to reach the border first!"
"Strength is the foundation of everything!"
Yang Qingyun said secretly in his heart.
In fact, with the skills learned from his previous life, he could now sit down and refine his qi and blood to break through.
However, without sufficient food, medicine, and essence to replenish the body, such forced extraction of qi and blood will cause damage to the body's essence.
The outcome of his previous life warned him that the physical body is the cornerstone for reaching a higher level, and damaging the essence of the body is not a good thing.
I lived my life again and got another chance.
Yang Qingyun will not follow the same path as in his previous life.
at the same time,
Just as Yang Qingyun was packing up the spoils and thinking about his next move.
There was a dead silence in Wangjia Village. In the devastated village, corpses were lying everywhere and blood was flowing like a river.
The elderly, the weak, women and children had already returned home in fear, shut the door tightly, covered the children's eyes with their hands to prevent them from seeing the bloody scenes outside, and hid in the corner, shivering.
Even those who have lost a loved one can only sob quietly out of grief and dare not make any loud noise.
Sadness, fear, and panic enveloped the entire Wangjia Village.
Not far away,
The remaining young and strong men in the village gathered together tremblingly, looking at the bloody scene in front of them with fear, and dared not leave.
(End of this chapter)
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