True God King

Chapter 7 Thunderbolt Soaring to the Sky Fist

There is a small bazaar inside Qingfu, bustling with people like a small town.Most of the managers are relatives with foreign surnames of the Qing family, or servants with senior experience.These sales and purchases have provided great convenience for the children of the Qing family in their daily lives and even their martial arts training.

The currency of the transaction is the gold and silver commonly used in the Dayu Dynasty or the corresponding bills.Although Qingji is only a temporary young master, his family still gives him monthly income.Before he went out, he had brought enough gold tickets and scattered silver coins.After leaving the scripture building, I came to the market, first had a simple lunch in a restaurant, and then went straight to the "Sanhezhai" drugstore not far away, which was opened by a foreign relative surnamed Qian.

The shopkeeper was a fat old man, he was taken aback when he saw him coming here.But soon put on a smiling face.Said: "Master Qingji, why do you have time to stroll in the open room today? Could it be that Lingtang is ill?"

Qing Ji shook his head and said, "I'm feeling unwell, so I'll grab some medicines." He said and handed over a prescription that had already been written.

The shopkeeper took a look, nodded and said with a smile: "These are common medicinal materials, and all of them are stocked in open rooms. It's just that the yellow rattan silk and earthworm root are seasonal medicinal materials, which are not easy to store. It's a coincidence for you to catch up. The old man still has the last bit of stock here. After this season, we have to wait for next year."

Qingji cheered up, and asked: "Do you know how many doses of these two medicines are enough for you?" The shopkeeper said: "Up to three doses." Qingji said: "Okay, then give me three doses according to this prescription. .”

The shopkeeper took a weighing pan and picked and picked from a row of medicine boxes on the other side of the wall. After a short while, three sets of medicines were grabbed and packed neatly. The total price was 72 taels of silver.

Qingji couldn't believe it.The herbs needed for this Great Chengqi Decoction are common and very common, and the price is so cheap.As for whether the effect is really as miraculous as said in the secret record, we have to go back and confirm it.

After paying the banknote, I need to take the medicine.Suddenly, a voice shouted: "Wait a minute. Shopkeeper Qian, I've covered all the medicinal materials in your store. From now on, no medicine is allowed to be sold."

While talking, that person walked into the store, it was Wang An.

9 The shopkeeper was taken aback and said, "My lord, why are you here..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw another young man in brocade clothes walking in from outside.With a powdered face and a slender figure, he was playing with a pair of emerald green jade balls in his hands, colliding with each other and spinning around.

The shopkeeper was startled, bent down immediately, and saluted, "Second Young Master, why are you here?" The young man looked cold and arrogant, turned his eyes to the beams of the roof, and said nothing.

Qingji recognized this young man as the eldest lady's second son Qinghao.She sneered in her heart, but ignored him, just looked at Wang An and said, "Wang An, you slave, who dares to snatch medicine from me, you slave."

Wang An didn't expect him to be so arrogant at this moment, he shouted angrily: "Qingji, you are still so arrogant in front of my second son."

Qing Ji lowered his face and said, "Bold, you dog slave. You have no dignity, and you have no manners when you see this young master. What should you do?"

Qinghao couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Okay, Qingji, I heard Wang An's report in the morning, and I didn't believe it at first. I didn't expect that after a few days of seeing each other, you seem to be a different person. "

Qing Ji squinted at him and said, "What are you? It's fine if it's your elder brother Qing Xuan. You're a waste who can't even hold the top rank, so what right do you have to be presumptuous in front of this young master?"

"What what? Who are you calling trash? You, you dare to insult me? You really want to die! Wang An, give me a slap!"

Qing Hao's face was livid with anger. Since he was born, no one has ever dared to insult him like this.

Wang An obeyed, rolled up his sleeves, and started to fight.But the moment his eyes met Qingji's, he felt hairy for some reason.

He had never put the other party in his eyes before, if he had been in the past, of course he would rush up without hesitation and slap him a few times before talking.It's just that for some reason, from the moment they met this morning, he felt that although Qingji's appearance was the same as before, his spirit was quite different from before.Especially the eyes that looked at him, faintly like a beast looking for food, made people shudder.

嬯寷寷.Qinghao at the side saw him rolling up his sleeves again and again, but he didn't do anything.He couldn't help getting even more angry, and angrily scolded: "Wang An, you don't want to mess around anymore, don't you! Who is in charge of the Qing Mansion now? He is a waste, and he will be expelled from the mansion after three months. No fart, what kind of young master is he?" The score? You beat me to death, the sky will fall, and I will stand up for you."

Wang An has been following him since he was a child.Hearing this, he gritted his teeth and showed a fierce look on his face.He yelled: "You trash, you will be homeless soon, and you dare to be rude to the second son, you can't blame me!"

As he said that, he jumped forward, raised his fist and punched Qingji's face.Before the fist arrived, the wind howled, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

This Wang An has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Although his talent is not high, his father, as the manager of the Qing family, has won the trust of the eldest lady.In terms of cultivation resources, it has provided him with great help.A month ago, Wang An was finally promoted from marrow washing to coagulation level.The strength of the whole body began to gather layer by layer, rushing to the limbs.

At this time, compared with ordinary people, he has infinite strength and incomparable agility.Even if he made a random shot, dozens of ordinary strong men couldn't resist it.What's more, Wang An has practiced a set of fierce and fierce low-level combat skills Thunderbolt Soaring to the Sky Fist.This move was really like a thunderbolt flying through the sky, and the momentum was rolling, which temporarily suppressed the unreasonable fear of Qingji in his heart.

"Okay! Give me a hard beating!"

Qinghao was watching happily from the sidelines.He also wanted to see how Qing Ji resisted after his cultivation base was abolished.

"You dog slave, you are so bold!"

Unexpectedly, Qingji sneered at the corner of his mouth, neither dodging nor dodging.As soon as Huo Di stretched out his hand, he grabbed Wang An's wrist.Then, as if swinging the goods, with a huff, he threw it directly out of the shop.When it was more than ten zhang away, there was a bang, it fell, and hit the ground heavily.

. "It hurts me to death!" Wang An stared at him, and after rolling more than a dozen times, he howled like a pig.

Qinghao was startled, and asked in confusion: "Qingji, you, aren't you completely useless in cultivation, how can you have such great strength?"

"Hmph! You are a cohesive-level waste, what right do you have to ask this young master about everything?"

Qingji took the medicine package from the shopkeeper who was stunned by the side, and walked out.

How could Qinghao let him go? He sneered and said, "I said, how dare you be so arrogant, you have really recovered your cultivation. But even so, do you think you have the capital to fight against me? Zhang Peng and Li He, you What are you two still standing in a daze for, beat him up for me!"

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