MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

Chapter 141 The Emperor’s Operations

 The document in Jinyinshan's hand only read the beginning.

 But Wen Guangyuan's face has turned darker.

 “Martial masters throughout Kanazawa and even the whole country must hand over rare objects. How dare the Holy One make such a decree!”

“And the higher the level, the higher the level of the rare items to be handed over..."

Chen Lin also learned for the first time that within the imperial court, rare objects were divided into different grades.

 Simply put, the strange objects suitable for use under the Yuangang Realm are all classified into the ninth grade, such as the previous Ghost Tooth Pig.

Like the skin and bones of a winged tiger and its giant wings, which can be refined into weapons, they are eighth-grade rare objects.

It is estimated that the four corners on the head of the old cow can also be used to refine the weapon, so it should also be of the eighth grade.

 In terms of grades, they are also subdivided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

 Not everyone is unhappy.

　　I was assigned the assignment for no apparent reason, and I still can’t find anyone to explain to me…

However, compared to the so-called special envoys of the imperial court, the Qianmian Qianmian, who is in charge of martial arts, is obviously putting more pressure on the martial arts masters.

"Senior Zhao, who are those three people?" Chen Lin carefully looked at the faces of the three people. They were all in their sixties, with their hair turning gray.

 “Ahem, you can also find me!”

“The Holy One has only given you two months of grace. I hope you can take care of yourself.”

Many martial arts masters' faces were stiffer than stone.

These two brothers are really in the same routine.

Jin Yin Ding puffed out his belly at this time and looked proud.

This kind of ghost court takes jujube pills!

 The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

Chen Lin saw three unfamiliar old men whispering to each other.

“…To become a Jin martial artist, you must offer a ninth-grade medium rare treasure. If it is caught by fishing and hunting, the weight of the meat must not be less than five kilograms. To become a Qi realm martial artist, you must offer a ninth-grade high-grade rare treasure..."

 Chen Lin was really speechless.

"This is the will of the Holy Spirit. If you have any questions, you can come forward and discuss it with me in detail."

 “Tch!” Madman Zhao spat on the ground.

 Similarly, the Flying Tiger Giant Wings that can be used to refine inferior weapons will be of the eighth grade and inferior.

Jin Yinshan slowly put away the documents in his hand, glanced at the people in front of him, and then put on a smiley look.

 A moment later, the three people stood up together, with smiles on their faces, and they took the initiative to fawn over the Gold and Silver Mountain.

 Familiar words, as if you have heard the exact same words before...

Gui Ya Pork has strong tendons and good meat properties, and is suitable for martial artists with lower levels of strength. Therefore, it can be classified into the middle grade of the ninth grade at most.

‘Furthermore, according to this decree, without any reason or grudge, I actually owe that emperor at least five kilograms of strange beast meat? ’

 The leading old man’s hands were covered with calluses and the muscles of his arms were red.

The two people behind him have dark palms and a sinister face, while the other has extremely thick legs, and the flexible muscles on them seem to be constantly changing positions with the pace...

　　When I sat down just now, these three old men frowned and were quite unhappy.

Madman Zhao replied:

“They are also the masters of the martial arts hall, namely Lei Kuodao, Wudu Palm, and Toad Legs. However, in addition to the martial arts hall, these people also have other industries in the city, such as fish pens, tooth rows, and shipping..."

“Although they are not industry leaders, no one dares to touch their business. After all, they are Qi Jing themselves and they also run a martial arts gym.”

To put it bluntly, they have a business aura and a legal martial arts "private soldier". If they weren't worried about being too conspicuous, it is estimated that no wealthy family in the city could beat them.

 Chen Lin understood, picked up a cup of tea and put it into his mouth.

“By the way, when the Bai Guntou incident happened, these people were not involved from the beginning to the end. The Five Poison Palms recently got married to a wealthy family in Xicheng.”

Madman Zhao nodded vaguely.

Three old men not far away were still chatting with Jinyinshan. With the three people's deliberate flattery, the chatting atmosphere was quite good.

 After a while, Jinyinshan laughed and invited the three of them out of the venue. Surrounded by many entourages, they went to no one knew where they were going.

 In the venue, only the gold and silver cauldron and a few guards were left. He smiled proudly and stood up with his belly puffed out:

“Dear hall owners, what my brother just handed down is the Holy Spirit’s will, and there is no falsehood. I hope everyone will be well prepared in the future and don’t let Jin down again..."

 “Hmph!” Madman Zhao walked away without even looking at the gold and silver cauldron.

brush!

Jin Yinding’s smile froze on his face as he stared at Crazy Zhao’s back.

Master Sangun stepped forward to comfort him at the right time, told him with a grimace how rare the rare items were, and pulled him away calmly.

Just a moment.

 The two figures disappeared outside the venue.

 The dull air in the venue circulated again.

There was no one around, and Wen Guangyuan couldn't help but complain softly: "It's crazy to find strange things. Isn't this just an extra tax on our martial arts masters?"

“Just scrape off two strips of lamp oil tree bark and send them up!”

 The rest of the atmosphere was not much better, and they complained one after another.

 Suddenly, there was resentment from all directions.

No one dared to complain about the emperor, but they were very bold to criticize the imperial court, and they spoke all kinds of violent remarks.

 Chen Lin quietly stood up and left the venue.

 In the hot summer, many carriages from wealthy households actually gathered outside, with banners and flags fluttering from each house, and splendid embroidery undulating, at least twenty of them, like seven-colored clouds flowing in the wind.

He should be waiting for the Huo family.

It's just that Huo Zhengqing had already left, and these people waited for him instead...

Chen Lin's gaze swept across and was quickly recognized by the rich man in the carriage who was silently paying attention to the venue.

 “What bad luck! Why is this person?”

"Where are the people from the Huo family in Longguan? Are they still in the venue?"

The atmosphere on the street suddenly became silent.

Many carriages lowered their window screens in unison, and the driver sitting in front silently controlled the reins. Then a few carriages simply raised their whips and left, pretending that nothing happened.

People were coming and going on the street, and martial arts masters kept coming out of the venue.

 More than twenty carriages are very eye-catching.

 Chen Lin, standing opposite them, is even more eye-catching at this time.

“Chen Lin...why are there so many carriages on the opposite side?”

 “Something’s wrong, he’s not going to kill someone again, is he?”

 “Let’s go further!”

 The noisy sound reached my ears along the hot air waves.

Chen Lin just stared at a remote corner of the street and sighed after a while.

 There was nothing surprising, it was just a child begging on the street.

“Although there were beggars in the city before, I have never seen any children as beggars. The world is really getting worse and worse.”

 “In this case, the southern court will also force the martial arts masters to collect rare items...”

 While thoughts are flowing.

 A quiet voice came from behind:

“If you have nothing to do today, why don’t you go to my sword hall to have tea together?”

Turning around, he saw Sword Master Xu, dressed in plain robes, walking out of the venue.

 At his side was Gu Wenqin.

 And behind Gu Wenqin, Hong Guan followed with an expressionless face.

As for their master, Old Viper, they don’t know where they are.

After Xu Jianzhu finished speaking, he followed Chen Lin's gaze and suddenly saw a child begging on the street. His eyes dimmed slightly and he sighed softly...

 (End of this chapter)