Chapter 55: Become a man from the world

(I have updated today, 10,000 words.)

As the terrain continued to move north, the terrain became flatter and flatter. Because the Qinghe Sect was at the junction of the two dynasties, it was war-torn for years and the people were suffering. Along the way, almost young and strong men were rarely seen, mostly old, weak, sick and disabled.

On the way, Wang Fuqiang did not even control his sword, so everyone could only walk, step by step, thousands of miles away.

On the evening of the third day after everyone left Qinghe Sect, the weather was stuffy and it seemed that it was going to rain again.

Fortunately, I finally found a place to stay before the heavy rain came. It was a small village. It was estimated that there were about forty or fifty families.

There were several waves of people who were sheltering from the rain with Wang Fuqiang and his group. One wave was full of men, wearing swords at their waists, wearing strong clothes, with a national face, a stubble on their faces, and a sharp and energetic look. The people behind him were also heroic, proud and upright, full of masculinity.

Wang Fuqiang felt that this group of people should be from military and military affairs, and it is unknown whether it is the Xueyun Kingdom in the north or the Baishi Kingdom in the south.

There are about thirty people in this group. According to the scale, they should be a scout responsible for collecting intelligence.

There is also a team with about twenty people, including men and women. Compared with the team ahead, these people seem to be much rough, and their words and demeanors are all like wild and wild.

There was also an old master wearing a Confucian robe who led a dozen young men, both men and women, each of whom was polite, which was in sharp contrast with the turmoils in the world.

The sound of thunder began to sound in the sky, and Wang Fuqiang stopped looking at these people, pulled Zhang Jianhu to find a place to shelter from the rain.

While Wang Fuqiang was looking at these people, these people were also looking at Wang Fuqiang and others. Because they were wearing them, they could tell at a glance that they were cultivators of the sect.

The entire sword energy mountain, no matter what kind of identity, people admire these immortals. After all, no matter how wild the world is, the soldiers in the army, or the ordinary people, they all respect ghosts and monsters and admire gods.

The villagers were simple and did not refuse to let these people stay. They also gave up their vacant houses to shelter from the rain.

The rain is very heavy, usually like this heavy rain, which will not last too long, but the rain will continue until late at night. Every time I hear the sound of thunder, it will always make people feel awe, even those who are cultivating immortals such as Baiyixue.

Zhang Jianhu didn't seem to be afraid of thunder. He sat cross-legged on the cushion given to him by Wang Fuqiang, but he couldn't do anything to close his eyes and rest. So he simply extended his legs naturally and asked, "Master, are the people we met just now bad people?"

Wang Fuqiang shook his head and said, "The bad guy can't see it."

He just replied this without giving any unnecessary explanation.

Zhang Jianhu nodded and replied: "Oh."

As the outside began to calm down, the wind and rain finally stopped, and many people were already asleep, even Zhang Jianhu was no exception.

It was too exhausting for them to keep rushing through this period of time.

Wang Fuqiang looked at these people and smiled slightly. For the first time, he felt like an elder.

No words all night until dawn.

Early in the morning, when Wang Fuqiang and others woke up, the team suspected of being scouts in the army had already set off and continued to head towards the north, swift and silent.

The gangsters of the world waited until Wang Fuqiang and others left before leaving. They followed Wang Fuqiang and others, and did not dare to get too close or get too far. Finally, there were a group of students led by the old man.

After walking for a while, Gao Chenggong frowned and said, "Are these guys trying to make a decision about us?"

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "This is possible."

A female disciple was a little worried and said, "No, we are disciples of the Yunling Sect. Do they have the courage?"

Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "That's not sure. It's said that wealth and honor are in danger. What's more, we don't just seem to be rich, but also you three are so beautiful in the world. It's worth letting them take a gamble."

The female disciple was immediately alert and looked worried.

Gu Zikun originally wanted to speak, but when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it, for fear of slapping the uncle master again. This was still good. If he kicked it, the mud would be all over his feet.

After leaving Qinghe Sect, because Wang Fuqiang said that the sword control would probably attract the attention of the Tai Chi Sect, Bai Yixue and the other two were beaten to death and were reluctant to control the sword. No matter how hard or tired they were, they would have to hold on.

In this regard, although he felt that this uncle master was deliberately scaring them, he had no intention of exposing it. First, he was afraid of holding a grudge for the uncle master and killed him in anger. Second, he was too arrogant to walk on the sword. If he didn't do it well, he would really find out to the Taiji Sect that by then, this uncle master would be able to survive, but these ordinary disciples would have no way to die.

After walking for a while, Wang Fuqiang felt more and more strange. He stopped himself, and the people behind him also stopped. He walked by himself, and those people followed him. Anyway, he kept the distance just right, but he didn't take action directly.

So Wang Fuqiang stopped and turned around and walked towards these people.

Wang Fuqiang's sudden action not only made the people of Yunling Sect stunned, but the group of wild beasts behind him were even more shocked, looking at each other and at a loss.

After Wang Fuqiang walked up, he asked with a smile: "You have any plans to follow like this. You might as well make it clear so that we can also be mentally prepared in advance."

These people in the martial arts world looked at the disciples of the Yunling Sect behind Wang Fuqiang and found that everyone had already held the hilt of the sword. Obviously, they had to fight when they had disagreements.

A man with naked arms hurriedly stepped forward and apologized: "The immortal master is so serious, but this road has not been very peaceful recently. We have a task and must go to the north. When we meet a few immortals from the Yunling Sect halfway, we want to take advantage of the intimidation of the immortals and walk through this journey. If the immortal masters don't like it, we will leave now."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and said, "So that's it. But since you want to get our protection, you have to give me some benefits. In this way, each of you will give me fifty Yuan stones, and then we will walk along the way. How about it?"

When everyone heard this, they began to look at each other again.

There are indeed not many fifty Yuan stones, but there are also quite a few. If there is danger, it means using fifty Yuan stones to buy a life. But if there is no danger, it means losing fifty Yuan stones in vain.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "Of course, I can't guarantee that you can arrive safely. If you really encounter danger, you will try your best to save your lives."

When the man heard this, he lost his worries and nodded, "Okay, it's only fifty yuan stone."

Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "This big brother is very pleased."

So everyone started to get money, each of whom was fifty yuan, a total of twenty-four people. Wang Fuqiang made more than a thousand yuan stones in vain.

After putting away all the Yuan stones, Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "Let's go."

Then he led the more than 20 people towards Bai Yixue and others, and was stunned by the sight of Bai Yixue and others.

Originally, they were worried that these people would attack them. After all, they had heard that people in the world were unreasonable and bold. They didn’t know whether it was true or not, but they had seen a casual cultivator like Wang Fuqiang, which made them suffer a lot at the beginning. Therefore, they had a shadow on these so-called people in the world, and they also believed that all people in the world were like Wang Fuqiang.

But this uncle Shi Zu didn't know what he said, but he actually asked these people to pay for it. Several female disciples couldn't help but think, could this uncle Shi Zu Zu just sold them like this?

After following Wang Fuqiang for a while, these people slowed down and did not dare to walk with these immortals from the Yunling Sect, and opened several feet apart.

After Wang Fuqiang walked up, he saw everyone looking at him and said with a smile: "They have no malice, they just want to take advantage of the deterrence of our Yunling Sect to go a distance."

Bai Yixue asked directly: "But why do they want to give you money?"

Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "We can't be a bodyguard for others for nothing, so I asked them for the money. If they want to follow, they naturally have to give it money, otherwise they have to leave."

Everyone looked surprised.

You Dashan admired and said, "I am worthy of being the master's uncle, and you can make money even when you rush to go."

Wang Fuqiang said proudly: "That's not. Walking around the world, there are business opportunities everywhere. As long as you seize them, you will naturally not have to worry about losing money."

Bai Yixue curled her lips and said, "After all, she is the uncle of Yunling Sect. She doesn't think it's vulgar."

Wang Fuqiang was immediately unhappy and stared at Baiyixue and said, "What you said is wrong. What happened to Uncle Master? Uncle Master does not want to eat and sleep? Why is it vulgar to talk about money? Do you want money to practice? Do you want money to eat? Along the way, what are you eating and living? What are you paying for, I, Uncle Master? If I don't find a way to make money, what do you eat?"

He continued: "Although Wang Jingxuan wants me to come out to collect debts, you may know better than me whether these debts can be recovered. If it weren't for my uncle, I was wise and powerful, let alone collecting debts, I would have to give up my life as early as when I was in the Qinghe Sect. Wang Jingxuan didn't love money, would care about the offerings owed by these sects, and would have deceived me so many spiritual treasures and didn't want to take them out?"

Bai Yixue argued: "This is different..."

Wang Fuqiang curled his lips: "Why are different? It's the same. You may say that he is for the entire Yunling Sect, but after all, it's because he needs money. Tens of thousands of disciples of the entire Yunling Sect will starve to death sooner or later. Besides, it's a vulgarity. What's wrong with it? We are just cultivating immortals, but we are not real gods. If we make ourselves arrogant, we will be thrown into the dust by others sooner or later. It's better to be in the dust, so as not to be hit by the self-esteem at the time and not even be able to keep our hearts in the Tao."

Everyone blushed. Isn’t this uncle’s implication that this implicit master was talking about them?

Wang Fuqiang continued: "So when you really don't need money one day, let's talk about the issue of being vulgar."

Bai Yixue regretted it so much that she shouldn’t talk to this uncle, nor should she argue with him. This guy’s reasoning is one by one, and it’s even more terrifying than the master.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "Also, from today on, you must make money by eating, living and living. I won't give you my uncle."

After saying that, he walked forward and muttered, "Damn it, eat, live and live, and say, "I'm not the same as me. There is no such reason in the world. Wang Jingxuan is also the leader of a sect, so how could he teach such a disciple? If he doesn't educate him well, he will be able to do it in the future."

Seeing that Wang Fuqiang was really angry, everyone hurriedly followed the uncle of the master. They had no idea about money, and they didn't have any worries about money. However, You Dashan and Gao Chenggong sighed helplessly, and even Gu Zikun's face was a little complicated.

Wang Fuqiang is indeed right. They may not have to worry about money in the Yunling Sect. After all, everything is provided by the sect. As long as the prescribed tasks are completed every month, they can receive a lot of Yuanshi. Moreover, they are all disciples of the head line and are not worried about the resources for cultivation.

But once you leave the Yunling Sect, you really need money to eat, live, especially the farther you are from the Yunling Sect, the sects and people may not necessarily buy the Yunling Sect’s account.

It was fine before entering Qinghe Sect. After leaving Qinghe Sect, it was indeed the uncle of the master who was responsible for their food, clothing, housing and transportation along the way. Now the uncle of the master is already angry and said that he would let them make money by themselves, which makes them feel a little embarrassed.

This is not Yunling Sect, but you can exchange money by taking a task at will. It is said that practicing is difficult, but why is it difficult to practice? After all, it is because it is not easy to make money.

This is what I mean by being poor and rich in martial arts.

They are lucky, have excellent talents, and are able to enter the Yunling Sect to practice. To a large extent, they have surpassed many people. However, once they leave the Yunling Sect, they are no different from ordinary people, and even worse than ordinary people, because they really don’t know how to survive outside the Yunling Sect.

On the first day, these disciples of the Yunling Sect had many Yuan stones on them, and they didn’t feel that life was difficult.

However, as the time lasted for two or three days, the Yuan stones on everyone's body became less and less, and everyone's heart began to be covered with a deep layer of fear. Once all the Yuan stones on their body were spent, what should we do?

So these geniuses who never knew what suffering began to learn to save money, and they wanted to use two Yuan stones to achieve the effect of using one Yuan stone.

On that day, the three female disciples finally used up the Yuan stones on their bodies. It was time for dinner. The uncle of the master took the uncle into a restaurant with a swagger and said something to the restaurant's servant.

Then when they walked into the restaurant, the mate actually stopped them and asked if they had any money.

You Dashan, Gao Chenggong and others took out some of them one after another, and then entered the restaurant. The last three female disciples did not have a Yuanshi, so they were turned away. Gu Zikun couldn't bear it, so he chose to stay and took out the Yuanshi on his body, but found that there was not enough for four people to have a meal, so he had to quietly take it back.

The uncle of the master was eating and drinking, and was worried that they would not see it. He raised a chicken leg high, which made the four of them drool. Even the elder brother wanted to leave three fellow disciples and go for a meal first.

Bai Yixue snorted coldly: "I don't believe it."

After saying that, he walked to the restaurant again, took out some jewelry and handed it to the client. Unexpectedly, the client looked embarrassed and said bitterly: "A few girls, it's really not that young girls who don't want you to go in. The young one is just a long-term worker. If my shopkeeper knows, he will be punished."

Bai Yixue said in a deep voice: "Aren't these things my food enough for a meal?"

The guy looked bitter and shook his head and said, "It's not that it's not enough. It's just that our store is a restaurant, not a pawn shop, and only collects Yuanshi. Girls can pawn these things first and then come after the Yuanshi."

Baiyixue said coldly: "Where can I pawn it?"

The guy shook his head and said he didn't know either.
To be continued...