Chapter 15 Fighting
Hearing Zhou Qingshan's words, Zhou Shiqi, Sanzi, and Xie Meng looked at each other and shook their heads.

Every time they move their qi and blood, they need to eat meat for a week to replenish their energy. However, in Shengfeng Territory, even Zhou Qingshan cannot eat meat every day. Without meat, even with blood-replenishing medicine, they can only practice Zhuang Gong twice a month at most.

They all started to formally move Qi and blood at the age of fourteen. Over the past few years, they have practiced it no more than a hundred times. In addition, the ten of them have generally slow progress due to their physical constitutions, and their Qi and blood have not reached the critical point of condensing source blood.

That is, the qi and blood grow to the size of a thumb.

Master Zhao trains once every three days, mainly on battle formations and weapons, to train his courage and perseverance. The rest of the time he is mainly responsible for guarding the Zhou family, either farming or driving away wild beasts with three or five people.

Zhou Qingshan also knew that they could not cross realms like the cheaters in the novels. He reached out and took out a box from his arms and said:

"What if we add the Blood Burning Pill?"

"Blood Burning Pill?!"

The three of them exclaimed at the same time. They knew how precious the elixir was, but no one took the box. After a moment, Xie Meng, one of the three, explained:
"Young Master, condensing the source blood will not increase your strength too much all at once. Instead, it takes some time to stimulate the potential in your body and slowly increase your strength. Even if we take the Blood Burning Pill to condense the source blood, it will take at least one or two weeks to reach Master Zhao's level."

a week or two
Zhou Qingshan's heart suddenly sank.

The behavior of the human-faced bear became more and more rampant. It was obvious that through continuous tests, it had seen through Sheng Fengling's strengths and weaknesses.

"Damn it!" Zhou Qingshan cursed in his heart.

This didn't give him any chance to develop. He had just opened the Cloud Top chessboard after his sixteenth birthday, and had only been running Rune Fishing for three days!
This is against the rules!
Zhou Shiqi suddenly said, "It's a pity that Erhu and the others are not here. Their bones are stronger than ours, and they must have condensed their source blood by now."

By condensing the source blood and adding the help of the Blood Burning Pill, it is possible to break through to the level of a strongman in one fell swoop.

The tall and thin Third Son stared at the snowy scene outside and couldn't help but sigh:
"The martial arts hall should have been closed long ago, but it snowed heavily this year. The three of them may have to wait until the snow stops before they can come back. I'm afraid we can't count on them."

Zhou Qingshan frowned as he listened, and suddenly thought of Manager Zhang.

Does Manager Zhang’s grandson know about this?
He only talked about the matter of the Blood-Burning Pill with the three people in the Martial Arts Hall, and didn't even tell Uncle Zhao.

But Manager Zhang knew about the existence of the Blood-Burning Pill. As for the inheritance of his eldest brother's real skills, it was just their random guess. He couldn't practice martial arts, so what real skills could he leave behind?
Moreover, Manager Zhang acted so skillfully. Even if he got the Blood-Burning Pill, how could an ordinary person leave the spiritual realm in the heavy snow?

Obviously, even if Manager Zhang killed him, he would not be able to escape. He must have given the gifted organ that looked like a peace locket to the strange beast, and then found a place to hide and wait until the next spring.

Zhou Qingshan's guess was almost right.

The peace locket is a gifted organ, which is absolutely extremely important to the human-faced bear. It can even allow it to advance directly, which is why it is willing to risk its life to force its way into the spiritual realm.

"Can I use the peace locket to lure the beast into the spiritual realm?!" At this time, an idea popped up in Zhou Qingshan's mind.

He turned to look at the people filling the room, the three members of the escort team, and finally at Doctor Mo.

"Mr. Mo, do you have any medicine that can work on strange beasts?"

Doctor Mo hesitated for a while and said, "I only have anesthetics here, which should have some effect."

Sheng Fengling doesn't have any extra space to grow other miscellaneous medicines. His three acres of medicinal fields are full of blood-enriching medicines that can be harvested twice a year and some common medicines for treating injuries and illnesses.

If you need other herbs, you can only buy them from the Chamber of Commerce.

Poison and the like are hard to use in this small place.

"Anesthetics will work, too!"

Zhou Qingshan nodded. After all, in this situation, any help was valuable.

He looked at the three guards and said, "You know where Uncle Zhao put the peace locket. Go get it! And go to the backyard and catch a chicken!"

The third and seventeenth sons took the order, one turned around to get the peace locket, and the other went to catch the chicken.

Zhou Qingshan glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was kneeling beside Zhao Gang's bed with tears streaming down her face, then turned and walked out of the room.

It's even more lively outside.

They were all young and strong farmers who had escaped before. Although they were called young and strong, they actually had only a few pounds of flesh on their bodies. They gathered in the courtyard, looking at Zhou Qingshan nervously and expectantly.

He did not hold accountable the farmers who fled out of fear, which was unrealistic.

Zhou Qingshan took a deep breath and said to everyone frankly: "Uncle Zhao was seriously injured in the fight with the strange beast and is unconscious. The strange beast will come back in two days at most!"

"what?!"

There was a sudden cry of surprise from the crowd, and fear and anxiety appeared on their faces.

Zhou Qingshan looked around at everyone with a determined look in his eyes: "We can't just sit there and wait for death! When that beast recovers from his injuries, your family may be the next to suffer!"

"We must kill it now, there is no doubt about it!!"

"If you are still afraid, think about what happened to the Li family!"

Zhou Qingshan's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

It's human nature to be afraid.

If you ask Zhou Qingshan if he is afraid, of course he is!

But he also knew that people had a power greater than fear.

There was silence for a while.

A man in the crowd asked in a trembling voice, "Young Master, what should we do?"

“Fight hard!!”

Zhou Qingshan only said two words.

At this time, the third son came back with a peace locket, and soon Zhou Shiqi returned with a chicken.

Zhou Qingshan took the anesthetic from Doctor Mo, turned around and instructed the three guards beside him:

"Distribute the weapons to everyone! Let's go now!"

He wants to take advantage of the moment when he is most powerful and courageous and end the battle quickly!

...

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The spiritual realm checkpoint.

Zhou Qingshan led a group of fully armed farmers and three guards, standing on the ground covered with thick snow.

Their eyes followed a conspicuous blood trail, which meandered and disappeared into the thick fog.

He did not choose to follow the blood trail. Under the influence of such fierce snow and fog, visibility was extremely low, and he could only see his palms. In this situation, following the blood trail would undoubtedly be a dead end.

Zhou Shiqi quickly cut open the belly of a chicken and let the blood flow out. Then, he put a large amount of anesthetic and the peace buckle into the chicken's belly, simply sutured the wound, and tied it tightly with hemp rope.

He threw the processed chicken into the snow less than a hundred meters away from the spiritual realm gate as a bait.

Then, everyone waited quietly.

Zhou Qingshan wore a bamboo hat and held a spear in his hand. He stared ahead through the white snow.

Unfortunately, there are no bows, crossbows or arrows. The fog in the wilderness blocks the vision and it is almost impossible to see anything beyond three steps. Basically, if an encounter occurs, it will be a close combat and long-range attacks are almost useless.

Over time, fewer warriors used bows and arrows.

(End of this chapter)