Longevity begins with refining blood essence

Chapter 7: Kill the Bandit Leader Again
A month later.

Fang Chen went to the yamen to work as usual.

After living for this period of time, he has gradually adapted to the rules of this world.

The executioner did not behead prisoners every day. When there were fewer prisoners, the executioner would be assigned shifts according to order. On the first day of duty, he captured many bandits at once. Such an opportunity for explosive performance did not come every day.

Therefore, Fang Chen also had a lot of time to go to the martial arts arena and watch the coaches invited by the county government teach martial arts, so as to increase his martial arts experience.

Apart from that, there is home, the county government office, and the wine and meat shop, which form a straight line.

It may seem very boring to others, but to Fang Chen, he enjoys it.

People should know how to be content, and being content will bring happiness.

His current strength is still very weak, and the most important thing right now is development. His acquired strength is not enough for him to act recklessly in Jianghai City. He should set a small goal first and quickly break through the innate realm in a short period of time!
Over the past month, he has been using his essence and blood to deduce his two skills. Although he has not made any progress, his skills are becoming increasingly profound.

From the initial internal training of the abdominal organs to now, Fang Chen's bones, meridians, and skin have all been tempered and improved by spiritual essence, far beyond that of ordinary people.

His bones were harder and could not be broken by steel rods, but his skin was more resilient and even if a steel knife scratched it, it would only leave a white mark and it was difficult to actually break his skin.

As for the swordsmanship, Fang Chen has already achieved the unity of man and sword. As long as he is given a knife, he can even cut off the wings of a fly without hurting its body.

Fang Chen vaguely felt that he had already touched the threshold of the innate realm, and he was just one step away.
Once I break through the innate realm, there won’t be many people in Jianghai City who can be my match, right?
As soon as I arrived at the county government office, I saw the executioners’ faces were beaming with joy. They were all as happy as if it was New Year’s Day.

"What's going on today?"

Fang Chen was quite puzzled, and his colleague Liang Sanpi said with a smile:

"Captain Zhao from the county government led a team that captured Lu Qinggang, the sixth of the Eight Vajras of Hutou Mountain, and a group of more than 20 bandits. Today, we brothers are destined to become rich, hahahaha."

Another colleague, Yao Zheng, said with emotion:

“It is rumored that Lu Qinggang is the most valiant general under the Tiger King, the leader of the Tiger Head Village. In his early years, he learned a set of Vajra Fist by carrying water and chopping wood in Shaolin. He is so powerful that he can kill a buffalo with one punch!
If it wasn't for Captain Zhao himself, if it was someone else, I'm afraid there would be no chance of defeating him."

Fang Chen had met Captain Zhao before. He had also taught martial arts at the martial arts arena. He was an excellent wielder of the Nine-Ring Sword, with its powerful and domineering moves, which left a deep impression on him.

As he was speaking, Chen Gang walked in with an official document.

"Brothers, the official letter from the county government has come down. In order to prevent the remaining bandits from Hutou Mountain from coming to rescue us, all of these bandits will be beheaded at 3:15 pm today. Let's follow the brothers from the fast and strong squads to escort them together. Sharpen your swords for me."

"okay."

People were fetching water or sharpening knives, as if they were slaughtering pigs for New Year's Day. They couldn't hide the smiles on their faces at all.

The bandits raped and plundered, and harmed the people. Everyone had the right to kill them, and the executioners were more happy to chop the bandits than to kill pigs.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was noon. The executioners, each holding a machete, escorted the thieves along with the constables and runners.

On the way to Caishikou, both sides were crowded with people.

After all, the person who was to be beheaded was one of the Eight Vajras of Hutou Mountain, and the most famous one at that, Lu Qinggang. He was not an ordinary prisoner, so everyone wanted to join in the fun.

Fang Chen noticed that the bandits in the prison van were all tall and strong, as powerful as bulls. They were indeed the elites of Hutou Mountain.

Especially Lu Qinggang, who was at the front, had wounds all over his body and was tied up like a dumpling with iron chains as thick as a child's arm, as if they were afraid that he would escape.

There was a burst of discussion among the crowd.

"I heard that Lu Qinggang was extremely cruel and only ate rice and meat, nothing else. He also had a rule that anything taller than a carriage wheel would not be eaten." "It is said that more than a thousand people died at the hands of this man! He was truly a beast."

"Even animals are not as cruel as him. He is worse than animals."

The people were filled with righteous indignation, but Lu Qinggang laughed loudly towards the sky and said:
"Hahahaha. A bunch of pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, are qualified to comment on your Grandpa Lu? After I die, I will turn into a fierce ghost and swear to turn Jianghai City upside down and make everyone in it uneasy!
As for the executioner who chopped off Grandpa Lu’s head, I will make sure you have no descendants, and after you die, you will become my lackey, and you will be my slave for eternity, hahahahaha."

When these words were spoken, all the executioners, except Fang Chen, were frightened and turned pale. They looked at each other and hesitated for a moment, not daring to move.

Chen Gang said with a gloomy face:

"What are you afraid of? This is our livelihood. We have killed as many people as the bandits. They may not be more vicious than us. Besides, we are getting rid of harm for the people! We have a righteous heart, so why should we be afraid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several sharp arrows suddenly shot from the front, and several soldiers at the front of the convoy were accidentally hit and killed on the spot.

"Oh no, someone is trying to kidnap the prisoner!"

Everyone was horrified, and the people around were even more frightened and panicked. They all ran away, fearing that if they ran a step too slowly, they would be beheaded in the next second.

Amidst the chaos, several bandits dressed as ordinary people came from both sides and started a bloody fight.

"Hahahaha. It's not that easy to kill me!"

Lu Qinggang laughed wildly.

"Kill them all! Kill all these lackeys of the imperial court! Chop them to death! Come quickly and help me untie them."

The strength of this gang of bandits was obviously extraordinary. After a fierce fight, they even made the yamen runners unable to resist.

Seeing that the bandits were about to kill Lu Qinggang, Chen Gang shouted:

"We must not let them release Lu Qinggang. Otherwise, we will be letting a tiger go back to the mountains and it will be difficult to catch him again."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone rushed towards Lu Qinggang's prison van with knives.

Among them, Fang Chen is the fastest.

His acquired realm cultivation made him much stronger than ordinary people. When his broadsword faced a bandit's longsword, he numbed the opponent's tiger's mouth directly, and the longsword flew out of his hand. Before the opponent could react, he chopped off the opponent's head with one blow.

Then came the second and third Fang Chen. He was like an empty space and in just a few breaths, he arrived in front of Lu Qinggang's prison car.

Lu Qinggang narrowed his eyes, revealing a look of admiration.

"Boy, I never thought that a mere executioner like you would have such strength. It's such a pity to be an executioner. You have to work hard all your life to earn a few dollars. Why don't you let me go and follow me? I will guarantee that you will become the ninth King Kong of Hutou Mountain, and you will enjoy endless wealth and glory, and you can have as many women as you want."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a cold light flash in his eyes, and the next second, the scenery in his eyes began to spin dizzily.

Fang Chen cut his neck with a single blow, cutting off the rest of his words.

"You'd better go to hell."

You don't want to be an official, but become a bandit? Do you think I'm a fool?
Those who are obsessed with money will surely be bitten back. Trying to get the skin of a tiger is courting death!

The path of spiritual practice is long. It is not about temporary wealth and fame, but about who lives longer!

(End of this chapter)