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Chapter 29 One Religion, Two Schools, Three Schools, Four Schools, Five Ways, Six Mountains, Seven Gangs, Eight Villages, and Nine Aristocratic Families
Yan Ji sat expressionlessly by the fire in the wooden house, eating hard dry food.

Fortunately, after becoming a martial artist, his teeth are good, otherwise he would not be able to chew this rock-like dry food.

It wasn't until Guo Qi told him about Jiedao that he realized that the real Jiedao was not as simple as he saw on TV.

Not to mention other issues, just waiting for a caravan escort to pass by is not a short-term matter.

If you are lucky, you may meet a caravan in a day or two. If you are unlucky, you may have to live here for ten days and a half months.

After eating the dry food, Yan Ji extinguished the fire, and put the pear blossom mountain axe beside his right hand, while Guo Qi and Yu Jiuba and the Heishan bandits also fell asleep with the weapons in their hands.

Yan Ji is a warrior in the flesh and blood realm, and the other eight people have also practiced martial arts for many years, and they are strong. Even without quilts and flames, they don't feel cold at night.

For seven consecutive days, Yan Jijiu lived such a life.

When you are hungry, eat some dry food, or buy some game. If there is no dry food, send two people back to the village to get it.

If you are sleepy, take a nap at the stronghold and take turns keeping vigil.

On weekdays, half of the people stood up, practiced martial arts, tempered their bodies and skin, and half of them followed the business.

If he had lived this kind of life when he first came to this world, Yan Ji would have been unable to persist, but now, even if his will cannot persist, his body can persist.

During this period, some pedestrians passed by and paid some road money, but it was not a big deal. The total amount was less than ten taels of silver, and it was basically a large string of copper coins, which was very difficult to carry.

Finally, at noon on the eighth day, the sun was a bit harsh, and Yan Ji leaned against the corner of the wall, sitting slumped in a fat house, drinking the cold water that Guo Qi brought from the Black Water Cold Pool.

Two black bandits were guarding the door.

"It's a pity, if only there were fat house happy water and potato chips in this world." Yan Ji still misses his life in the fat house in his previous life a little bit.

"Boss Yan, Boss Yan, Fat Sheep is here! See if we want to make a move!"

At this time, Guo Qi rushed in hurriedly, shouting with excitement on his face.

"What kind of fat sheep? Go and have a look!"

Yan Ji picked up the pear blossom mountain ax beside his hand, strode out, and led everyone to follow Guo Qi to the side of the commercial road.

He looked towards Shang Dao through the gap between the trees.

I saw a caravan of about 30 people moving forward slowly.

Two carriages, five carts covered with black cloth.

"Boss Yan, although there are more than 30 people in this caravan, according to the observations of his subordinates, only about ten of them have practiced martial arts at most, and the others are all coachmen and laborers.

"The only thing we need to worry about is that there may be warriors in this caravan, but since this caravan has not displayed its banner, it is probably not a caravan of great power."

Guo Qi whispered beside Yan Ji.

Yan Ji squinted his eyes at the caravan while listening to Guo Qi's words.

Then he asked Yu Jiu who was on the side: "Yu Jiu, can you recognize which caravan this is?"

"Boss Yan, this may be the caravan that the wild wolves will return to Luoxue Town, look at that middle-aged man with prominent cheekbones, my subordinates have seen him before when they were still in Luoxue Town.

"His name is Ma Bo. He became a warrior of the skin and flesh realm three years ago, and was then promoted to one of the twelve backbone members of the Wild Wolf Society. The martial arts he practiced was the Hungry Wolf Art of the Wild Wolf Society. It took ten years of hard work to get it."

Yu Jiu pointed to the high-spirited middle-aged man walking at the front of the caravan and said.

"Wild Wolf Association? The power of Luoxue Town? What's the overall strength?" Yan Ji asked.

"The overall strength of the Wild Wolf Society is naturally not comparable to that of our Black Village, or even inferior to any major force in Oyster Town.

"Their leader, Ding Xu, only became a Qi-blood martial artist eight years ago. However, there are rumors that the Wild Wolf Society is connected with the Luoyue Gang, one of the seven gangs. It may be its subordinate forces, and even Ding Xu can become a Qi-blood warrior. Warriors are also relying on the help of the Luoyue Gang."

Yu Jiu replied.

"Seven Gangs? Luoyue Gang? What kind of force is this?"

Yan Ji had a big head and felt very ignorant.

Yu Jiu looked at Yan Ji with surprised and strange eyes and said:

"Don't you know, Boss Yan? One sect, two sects, three sects, four sects, five sects, six mountains, seven gangs, eight villages, and nine aristocratic families. These forces are the most powerful forces in the Jianghu. Every family has at least one of the fourth level of martial arts and above." The strong in the realm sit in charge.

"The Luoyue Gang is one of the Seven Gangs, and our Eighteen Villages in Heishan is one of the Eight Villages. You must know that when our chief village master He Qingfeng stepped into the level of seeing the gods and the primordial spirit 60 years ago, he personally suppressed and killed hundreds of thousands of people. A winged tiger in Black Mountain that was close to the level of a peerless monster shocked the entire rivers and lakes.

Now that tiger skin is still draped on the throne of the chief village lord. Legend has it that just the aftermath it exudes can overwhelm ordinary warriors at the Qi and blood level. "

Hearing Yu Jiu's words, Yan Ji's entire face twitched.

He originally thought that Heishanzhai was a larger bandit gathering force, but he didn't expect it to be a famous and powerful force in this world.

What made it hard for him to complain was that there seemed to be eight bandit forces like this!Is this someone who wants to be a bandit?
It is no wonder that Qingyang County is indifferent to what Heishanzhai did in Oyster Town.

"My subordinates always thought that, Boss Yan, you joined Heishan Village because of this, so it didn't happen?"

The eight Black Mountain bandits, including Yu Jiu, all looked at Yan Ji strangely.

They have all heard of Yan Ji's deeds, basically they sold their own caravan and main family on their own initiative, and then joined Heishanzhai, and they didn't have any enemies chasing and killing them like Yu Jiu, or the need for deep hatred vengeful.

Generally, people with talent like Yan Ji would join Heishan Village, all for the name of one of the Eighteen Villages and Eight Villages in Heishan and the Heishan Magic Sutra.

Otherwise, if your brain is kicked by a donkey, you will want to become a bandit.

"Okay, why are you talking so much! Our first sale is here!"

Yan Ji seemed a little annoyed, and slammed the pear blossom mountain ax towards the road in front of the caravan.

With a bang, the entire wide business road was cut with a long crack by the pear blossom mountain axe, almost splitting the business road of more than ten meters in two.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass from here on, I will leave it to buy road money!"

Yan Ji yelled violently, and stepped to the back of the pear blossom mountain axe, blocking the middle of the entire business road.

Guo Qi and the other eight also ran over quickly and stood behind him, all of them looking fierce and cold.

But then Guo Qi said as if he remembered something: "Boss Yan, the poem you wrote just now is really impressive and will last forever."

Yan Ji looked at Guo Qi with a dark face, "Did you use the idiom wrong? Also, don't you all call it that?"

(End of this chapter)