133: Chapter 133 Problematic Martial Arts!

"Yichuan, Uncle doesn't have much to say to you, just remember the things I mentioned to you."

"It's been almost a month since you came to Taoyuan Village, it's time to go back. I will have Tieniu go with you." Village Chief Zhao Taohua appeared calm on the surface.

Yet, one could hear a touch of loneliness in his words.

Hearing this,

Chen Yichuan nodded, patted his chest in assurance, and said, "Uncle Zhao, don't worry. Tieniu is my own brother; I absolutely won't let him suffer any grievances in Shuangjiang County."

"As long as I have a bite to eat, Tieniu will have one too!!"

Hehe.

Seeing this, Village Chief Zhao Taohua smiled with satisfaction and said, "Not bad. Uncle didn't misjudge you. Remember to come back and visit often in the future."

"Oh right, before you leave, remember to go and tell Uncle Yushan!"

"You young people chat."

After saying this, Village Chief Zhao Taohua turned and left, leaving the remaining time to Fang Qing, Zhang Fan, and Head Escort Qian.

"Ahem, brothers, I'm leaving."

"Is anyone planning to go to Shuangjiang County?" Chen Yichuan swept his gaze across them, speaking straightforwardly.

"Me!"

"Brother Chen, wherever you go, I go! Count me in." Fang Qing immediately raised his hand and patted his chest in response.

Seeing this,

Chen Yichuan didn't even think about it and flatly refused, "Qingzi, you can't. At the very least, not until the matters in Taoyuan Village are handled!"

Hearing this,

Fang Qing immediately wilted; he also knew.

The headquarters had a bunch of matters to arrange in Taoyuan Village, and as the follower of the person in charge, it was indeed not appropriate for him to just leave.

However, according to custom, when a person in charge leaves a station, there would be someone else to take over.

Fang Qing mentioned it casually.

Hearing this, Chen Yichuan nodded, then cast his gaze toward Zhang Fan.

"What about you, Fan-zi?"

Actually,

Chen Yichuan intended to have Zhang Fan go with him.

Compared to Fang Qing, Zhang Fan appeared more steady and more capable of gaining a foothold in the complex Shuangjiang County.

However, to Chen Yichuan's surprise,

Zhang Fan actually raised his hand and shook his head in refusal, "Chen Yichuan, I cannot go with you, at least not right now."

"There is still a huge pile of monster materials on Hutou Mountain. Once my master finishes forging them, I will send them over."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fan hesitated, then took a deep look at him.

Seeing this,

Chen Yichuan nodded, agreeing deeply.

'Fan-zi is still the most thoughtful one.'

Immediately, he nodded in agreement and said, "Alright, Fan-zi, going later is fine too!"

"Oh right, Chen Yichuan. Are you trading that mingxin pill you have?" After deep thought, Zhang Fan chose to ask.

As soon as these words were spoken,

Even Head Escort Qian, who had been silent, looked over, revealing a look of eagerness and anticipation.

For no other reason.

The effect of the mingxin pill was simply too good.

Not to mention the 5 points of strength and 5 points of spirit, just that four-fold martial arts cultivation efficiency alone made people uncontrollably envious.

"That's right, Brother Yichuan, are you selling? Hehe, I remember you promised me."

"That in the future, if you have a mingxin pill, you would trade with me first." Head Escort Qian rubbed his hands together, looking impatient.

Seeing that all three were so excited,

Chen Yichuan didn't hesitate to pour a bucket of cold water on them.

"No!"

"This mingxin pill is not for trade. Each person is limited to taking two in their lifetime, and this just happens to be the last one, so... you understand." Chen Yichuan showed a look of apology.

Hearing this,

Zhang Fan and Head Escort Qian looked at each other, revealing a look of helplessness.

Just at this moment,

Chen Yichuan took out a bottle of pills from his bosom, the qing su pill, and distributed them to the three.

"Hehe, don't be disappointed yet. This is the qing su pill; taking it increases speed by 2 points."

"Although your face will turn green after taking it, it is a rare and precious pill. Two pills per person, I am grateful that you could come to help."

Chen Yichuan had not forgotten the favor of the three traveling 'a thousand miles' to help him.

Taking this opportunity, and having some pills on him, he distributed them immediately.

Hehe.

Seeing this, the look of disappointment on the three vanished, and they immediately accepted the qing su pills with joy.

However, it wasn't over yet.

Chen Yichuan took out two martial arts manuals from his bosom, which were the Third-Grade Mental Cultivation Method "Withered Blood Scripture" and the Third-Grade Martial Art "Heavenly Cripple Kick".

"Qingzi, Fan-zi, Head Escort Qian, these are the martial arts Uncle Chen snatched from that Young Gang Leader of the Qinghe Gang."

"Just right to gather together, broaden your horizons, and by the way, see if there are any problems." Chen Yichuan smiled slightly and said softly.

Huh?

Third-Grade Martial Arts!

Broadening horizons is fine, but what problems could Third-Grade Martial Arts have?

As soon as these words were spoken, the three became interested. Although they couldn't own them, it was still quite good to take a look.

After all, Third-Grade mental cultivation methods and martial arts were, for them right now,

Not common.

Head Escort Qian didn't say a word, immediately taking the "Withered Blood Scripture" into his hands and observing it carefully.

As for the "Heavenly Cripple Kick", it was taken by Zhang Fan and the other to look at.

Seeing this scene,

Chen Yichuan smiled faintly.

Although he hadn't read these two martial arts, for some reason... these two martial arts vaguely gave him an unreliable feeling.

After all, things snatched from people who were unwilling to give them up

Were usually nothing good.

Sure enough.

A minute later, a look of disgust appeared on Fang Qing's face as he shoved the "Heavenly Cripple Kick" toward Zhang Fan and cursed angrily:

"Damn it!"

"What kind of trash martial art is this? Cultivating the Heavenly Cripple Kick actually makes one foot large and one foot small! What a crappy martial art."

"So what if it's Third-Grade? I will absolutely not learn it."

Fang Qing was very disgusted, even feeling that looking at it for one more second would dirty his eyes.

Huh?

Chen Yichuan was stunned, "One foot large, one foot small. Damn, what kind of ghost thing is this."

Just at this moment,

Zhang Fan immediately shoved the "Heavenly Cripple Kick" into Chen Yichuan's hands and snorted coldly:

"Hmph!"

"This kind of martial art, better not to learn it! There isn't a single good bird in the Qinghe Gang."

Subsequently, Chen Yichuan also carefully browsed through the "Heavenly Cripple Kick".

He found that it was truly exactly as the two had said.

Although the Heavenly Cripple Kick was a genuine Third-Grade martial art, it had a fatal problem: as one cultivated the Heavenly Cripple Kick to a deeper level, the problem of having uneven feet became more severe. (Refer to Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons)

"Damn it, no wonder Young Gang Leader Zhang Shaolun and that old thing were so forthcoming!"

"So it was a problematic martial art." Chen Yichuan cursed angrily; as expected, his premonition was quite accurate.

After a round of cursing their ancestors to the eighteenth generation,

Chen Yichuan and the three turned their gaze toward Head Escort Qian, who had been frowning the whole time.

"Brother Qian, could this martial arts mental cultivation method also have problems?" Zhang Fan asked with a bitter look on his face.

Clatter.

Closing the manual, Head Escort Qian shook his head and gave a miserable smile: "Hehe, Zhang Fan, you should remove the 'could'; this martial arts mental cultivation method has problems, big problems!"

"Although this Withered Blood Scripture is a proper mental cultivation method, as the realm deepens, the blood energy in one's body withers severely."

"In short, this is a martial arts mental cultivation method that will shorten your life if you practice it!!"

After saying this, Head Escort Qian returned it to Chen Yichuan.

Life-shortening martial arts!!

Another problematic martial art. Chen Yichuan's expression turned gloomy, and his hatred for Young Gang Leader Zhang Shaolun and that old guy deepened.

"Damn it!"

With a furious curse, Chen Yichuan threw the two martial arts manuals in his hand away.

Whoever wants them can have them.