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- What the hell, didn¡¯t you see that all the gang leaders in the ¡®Psychic Realm¡¯ were instantly killed? The gang below all shrank back, and no one dared to step forward, for fear that they would accidentally fart and be chopped off by the Shura above them.
Qing Jihen glanced at the people in the Ba Fist Gang under his eyes. He wanted to kill all the guys below, but unfortunately this was not realistic.
"Remember my words, I will kill anyone who dares to touch the ideas of my family and tribe first." Qing Kehen left behind harsh words, and then quickly disappeared.
The members of the Ba Fist Gang smiled bitterly, who dared to take advantage of the Qing clan? With such an elusive man who killed all the 'Psychic Realm' warriors on the spot, if they dared to take advantage of the Qing tribe, they might not be able to find their heads when they get up the next day.
After seeing the green marks disappear, the gang members below breathed a sigh of relief.
Qing Jihen has not left the Ba Fist Gang. With his character, how could he return empty-handed after entering Baoshan?
He traveled thousands of miles to come to the Ba Fist Gang, firstly to kill Ba Hongchuang, and secondly, he also wanted to make some extra money from the Baquan Gang. You must know that Qing Kehen's family is too poor to open the pot.
When my younger brother became a martial artist, he received some subsidies from the clan every month, but this subsidy could not even make up for the younger brother's consumption of martial arts training. If the patriarch Qinghong hadn't accepted his younger brother as his apprentice, his younger brother Qingyu wouldn't have been able to get enough auxiliary medicinal materials for martial arts training.
Even so, Qing Kehen¡¯s family consists of seniors and juniors, and his family of five relies on him to support them all. How can he support his family if he doesn't make some extra money?
After he left the Ba Fist Gang¡¯s meeting hall, he moved directly towards the depths of the Ba Fist Gang¡¯s fortress.
"Are you looking for something?" the oil-paper umbrella asked.
"Of course, how can you not visit the Ba Fist Gang's treasure house when you come here!" Qing Kehen said with a smile. He was walking quickly in the Ba Fist Gang's fortress as if he was at home. He headed directly towards the Ba Fist Gang's treasure house.
This is mainly because he has searched Deacon Hao¡¯s memory before and is quite familiar with several treasure hiding places of the Ba Fist Gang.
Qing Jihen easily sneaked into the Ba Fist Gang's treasure house, and the gang members guarding the gate were unable to stop him.
As the master of one-third of an acre of land, the Baquan Gang still has some good things in its treasure house. Some precious medicinal materials are indispensable, and countless raw materials and medicinal materials are divided into categories and piled together.
There are also finished pills. They are all elixirs used to assist the cultivation of the first to ninth levels of the Dao Building Realm.
There are also a large number of sophisticated weapons and armor. There are also some martial arts techniques, which are of a good level.
At the same time, there are countless gold and silver treasures, which make the eyes flash with blue marks.
There are a lot of good things, but it¡¯s a pity that Qing Jihen didn¡¯t have time to get a magic weapon like a ¡®storage bag¡¯ in this life.
"It would be nice to have a storage magic weapon with a huge space. I have to pack up all these things and take them away!" Qing Kehen said bitterly.
"That's right." Qing Jihen said to the oil-paper umbrella: "You have better eyesight, help me pick out a few precious things. We can take whatever we can take away."
"They're all just rubbish, nothing good." The oil-paper umbrella said, I bet it has quite a high standard.
"Look for it, there will always be good things." Qing Jihen said.
"That's right." The oil-paper umbrella responded, floating up from Qing Kehen's back, ready to pick out items for Qing Kehen.
"It would be great if there was a magic weapon for storage." Qing Jihen sighed.
While he was speaking a bit of bronze light suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The next moment, a small bronze cylinder appeared in front of Qing Kehen. It is [Desolate Tower].
The small bronze door on the desolate tower opened, aiming at all the items in the treasure house, and then remained motionless, as if waiting for Qing Kehen's order.
"Huh?" The oil paper umbrella's eyes lit up. It understood why Qing Kehen was so interested in the bronze building on the road. Qing Kehen held a part of the bronze tower in his hand, and it seemed that the bronze tower had recognized him as its master.
¡°Storage?!¡± Qing Kehen tried to give an order to ¡®Huangta¡¯.
Next, I saw the small door of Huangta like a black hole, sucking fiercely at the items in the treasure house.
In just a moment, the entire treasure house was sucked clean.
"It's done!" Qing Jihen spat, it turned out to be a gold belt for murder and arson.
With these belongings, Qing Kehen doesn¡¯t have to worry about money for the time being.
" Moreover, with the addition of this batch of weapons and armor, the Qing clan can be well armed. Coupled with this batch of medicinal materials, elixir techniques, etc., the strength of the Qing clan can be improved in a very short period of time.
Facing the coming war, we also have some capital.
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Two days later
The sun is shining brightly, and the people in the Qing tribe are all preparing nervously. Men with a foundation in martial arts train hard in the martial arts field. Various medicinal materials were made into elixirs or stored together, and weapons and armor from the arsenal were also distributed.
Although nervous, the Qing clan is still lively.
"Hurry up, hurry up." At this time, a shout came from the canyon outside the Qing tribe. This was a convoy composed of nearly a hundred carriages. This is a big convoy!
This convoy was purchased by Qing Jihen from a nearby town, and the driver was a fool like Wolf Bear.
The wolf and bear are ferocious beasts no matter what. The horses driving the cart were suppressed by its momentum, and they all hurried along obediently.
The carriage contains a variety of finished medicines, weapons, armor, treasures, and martial arts secrets!
Qing Jihen himself was lying on the last carriage, drinking wine beautifully. The nearly a hundred carriages in front were all filled with things he got from the Ba Fist Gang.
"However so many medicinal materials in the Ba Fist Gang were all stolen by 'Huangta'. Qing Kehen still kept most of the elixirs and belongings. Even so, there are hundreds of carriages worth of stuff.
So many carriages and their huge momentum quickly attracted the attention of the Qing clan tribe members.
"Hey, is it some kind of caravan that is doing business with our Qing tribe?" The tribesman guarding the gate at the entrance of the canyon looked far away.
"I seem to have seen the Qing family boy's wolf bear?" Another tribesman said.
"It seems true. Only the wolf bear given to him by his wife is so interesting."
"It's indeed the boy from the Qing family. I saw him lying on the last carriage, as if he was drinking?" The clan members guarding the gate have good eyesight, and they can see Qing's marks from a distance.
When Qing Kehen drove nearly a hundred carriages back to the tribe, the tribesmen gathered around him again.
"Holy shit, this isthis!" Someone immediately peed after seeing the things on the carriage. These carriages are all loaded with armor, elixirs, weapons, and property.
This is hundreds of carriages. What a huge fortune is this?
Even if the entire Qing clan¡¯s wealth were gathered together, there wouldn¡¯t be so much.
¡°Young boy from the Qing family, you didn¡¯t rob the Ba Fist Gang, did you?¡± A clan member joked.
"Yeah!" Qing Jihen half-squinted his eyes, looking like he was drunk
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