Practice starts with skill points

Zhong Lin finished the full bowl of chicken soup in front of him. This was not an ordinary chicken soup. It was added with various medicinal materials, especially a 100-year-old ginseng that Old Man Xu had collected for many years.

If ordinary people drank it, they would have a nosebleed on the spot, but for Zhong Lin, it was just right.

After a bowl of chicken soup, he felt that the blood in his body was strengthened a little bit, and the whole person was like soaking in warm water, which made people unconsciously relaxed.

Zhong Lin looked down at the food on the table, and there was a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

With the improvement of his cultivation, these ordinary things could no longer meet his needs. Now Zhong Lin ate more than the other four people at the table combined, but it only served to fill his stomach, but it had no effect on cultivation.

"It seems that we have to go to the county city as soon as possible. Shallow water really can't support real dragons. No wonder there are so few warriors of the third rank in this small Heishan County. They are not all admiring the prosperity, but they really can't be supported here!"

Zhong Lin sighed in his heart.

The ninth-grade skin grinding requires blood-tonifying soup, the eighth-grade tendon-strengthening requires blood-tonifying pills, and the seventh-grade bone-strengthening requires bone-strengthening pills.

Now that the cultivation has reached the sixth-grade Qi and Blood Realm, a higher-grade pill is needed. Otherwise, it is too time-consuming to rely on ordinary food to warm the Qi and blood.

"Resources!"

"It is true that being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is not just a saying. If you don't have money, you can't even practice martial arts."

Bang, bang, bang!

While the family was eating, there was a burst of gong sounds outside the door.

"This is the gong of the county clerk reporting. What happened again?"

Old man Xu listened attentively, and then his face showed worry.

The chaotic army besieged the city. A few days ago, it was rumored that the county lord would summon all the men in the city, regardless of age, to go up to the city wall to defend against the enemy.

This news was spread with details, and it also made everyone feel scared.

That's a war!

People will die.

I am just an ordinary citizen, and I don't want to get involved.

Zhong Lin put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I'll go out and take a look. You guys continue to eat."

After that, he stood up and pushed the door open.

The gong sound outside the door had already attracted a large number of people, all of whom were men. It was obvious that they came out to see the situation like Zhong Lin. Women and children did not dare to come out.

"Young and old men, I have good news for you. The leader of the rebel army, Guo Yanhuai, has been captured. He will be beheaded at the execution ground with a group of rebel army leaders at noon tomorrow. You can go and watch."

Zhong Lin: "..."

Zhong Lin just felt that he was dreaming, otherwise why did he feel like he was listening to a dream?

The leader of the rebel army was captured? And he will be beheaded at the execution ground tomorrow?

What a joke?

Yesterday, the rebel army was still besieging the city. A few days ago, the city gate was almost breached. Now you tell me that Guo Yanhuai was captured?

This is a big joke!

If this is not a dream, what is it?

Not only Zhong Lin did not believe it, but also the people who surrounded him did not believe it.

"Yi Tou, are you... are you telling the truth?"

A middle-aged man asked.

The clerk called Yi Tou snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "How could I lie to you about such a thing? The city gate is already wide open, you can go and see for yourself."

"No, no."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and explained: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just too unbelievable. The rebel army was still besieging the city a few days ago, and suddenly the thief leader was caught. This..."

Yi Tou laughed and said proudly: "The power of the court is beyond your imagination. The one who caught the thief leader Guo Yanhuai was none other than the master invited by the county master. The master went straight into the rebel army camp like a magic soldier, and wiped out tens of thousands of people with a light wave of his hand. Even the thief leader Guo Yanhuai was beaten seriously by the master. Humph! This is also because the master showed mercy, otherwise he would have beaten him into a pulp."

Zhong Lin, who was standing not far away, was shocked and turned to the direction of the city gate.

As the clerk said, the gate of Heishan County was wide open at this time, and many familiar constables could be seen maintaining order outside the city.

A large pot was set up on the open ground, and countless refugees were queuing up to receive food.

The bright red blood on the ground still told the dark clouds of war in the past few days.

Zhong Lin smiled bitterly: "What a fixed mindset! I always look at this world with the experience of my previous life, but I don't know that this is a world with extraordinary power. The seventh-grade bone-forging realm has a thousand-pound force, and the sixth-grade can have extraordinary blood and qi power. What about the fifth and fourth grades? What kind of power should the upper third-grade Qi refining have?"

"It seems that what the clerk said just now should be true. Maybe there are other exaggerations in it, but it seems that there are indeed masters who can take the heads of enemy generals from the army. Once Guo Yanhuai is captured, the forces composed of those mountain bandits and bandit leaders will naturally be directly defeated."

Zhong Lin patted his head and forced himself not to use the experience of his previous life to measure this world.

At the same time, he also quickly drove away the fantasy in his heart. Although it was bizarre that the rebellious army was resolved overnight, it could not be more bizarre than that he traveled through time?

Shaking his head, Zhong Lin walked back home, his steps were much lighter than before.

It is better not to fight a war. No matter what, a peaceful environment is always better than war. He just wants to improve his strength in peace and climb to the peak of martial arts.

Along the way, more and more people walked out of their homes, from the initial fear and doubt, to joy in the end.

"Is the war really over?"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

Old man Xu was still a little bit unbelievable.

"It's over. I just came back from outside the city. The county magistrate is organizing people to give out porridge outside. Your clinic can also reopen."

Zhong Lin smiled.

"Great, great, old woman, take out the bottle of wine I treasure. I want to have a good drink with Zhong Lin today."

Old man Xu shouted loudly, and old lady Xu nodded with a smile on her face, without stopping.

Such a big event should be celebrated.

On the second day, the bandit leader Guo Yanhuai and a group of rebel army leaders were beheaded outside the East City Gate.

The people cheered.

For those rebels who followed Guo Yanhuai, except for some who were beheaded by the county magistrate, all others were released.

At the same time, the county magistrate also issued some decrees.

For example:

Establish multiple relief points and open warehouses to give out porridge.

Establish shanties, collect refugees, and distribute food to these refugees at the same time.

Use work instead of relief and repair the city.

…

Everything was going on in full swing, and the city soon settled down and restored order.

With order and stability, the people were calm, and the entire Heishan County was like a young bud that had survived the winter and broke through the ground, gradually showing new vitality.

Although all this looked so strange in Zhong Lin's eyes, it was the truth.

Old man Xu returned to his yard with his family, after all, he couldn't stay with Zhong Lin forever.