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Chapter 72

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"Yes, yes, yes. Sheriff Li is a great hero, a great man. He definitely wouldn't take advantage of my humble store. I was the one who looked down on you." The shopkeeper was overjoyed. He immediately accepted the silver and said politely.

Li Qingshan turned around and left. The people of the jianghu discussed quietly.

"Is that the Descended Tiger, Li Qingshan? So he's just a kid. "

"What kid? He personally destroyed the Black Wind stronghold and the Dragon's Gate sect, and I heard he's skilled in the Black Tiger Digs Out the Heart …"

"What's so special about the Black Tiger Digs Out the Heart? I can use it too. Who doesn't know how to use it in the jianghu?" To the people of the jianghu, this was basically the most common move.

"Shut up. Don't interrupt me. Every single person he killed had their heart dug out. Can you do that?"

Everyone at the table sucked in a breath of cold air. "What a cruel method!"

"That's why we have to be careful this time."

A few days passed, and more and more people of the jianghu appeared in Qingyang city. The attack that Li Qingshan was wary of actually never happened. Everyone observed silently. The vicious reputation of killing people and digging out their hearts really did have an extremely great effect. The more people of the jianghu there were, the more careful and vigilant they became. They were afraid that they would become the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Li Qingshan was happy that no one disturbed him. He could devote himself to cultivation. As long as he had one more day, he could become slightly stronger. However, his figure rapidly shrank, almost returning to his original appearance.

However, he was different from his original, frail, thinness. Right now, he was like a piece of steel that was constantly being tempered. He became smaller and smaller, but he became more and more compact and sturdy. He stood there like a javelin, radiating with a frightening sharpness.

In the beginning, Li Qingshan had never thought that the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging could actually temper the body to such a degree. This tempering was extremely taxing on the body.

Now, apart from eating, he also ate ginseng. Yes, he didn't drink the medicinal wine brewed from ginseng. Instead, he ate it directly. Whenever he was exhausted from training, he would eat the decades old wild ginseng as a snack.

The dried ginseng was as hard as wood, but his teeth were sharper than steel knives. After grinding it into powder and swallowing it, he didn't have to worry about having a nosebleed. Before the vitality of the ginseng could circulate in his stomach, it was completely absorbed by his body that was eager for energy. Thanks to the ginseng, he didn't become even thinner.

The heavy snowfall came and went, and another half a month passed.

Li Qingshan was sitting cross-legged and practicing when suddenly a gust of wind attacked the back of his head. Without turning his head, he bounced up and crashed backwards like a human-shaped spring.

The headbutt sent the assailant flying into the stone wall.

This was the eleventh person who had ambushed him in the past few days. Although most people chose to watch from afar, there were also quite a few who wanted to try their luck. Unfortunately, their luck wasn't very good.

Li Qingshan stood up. Feeling the seven or eight prying eyes around him, he growled, "All of you, scram!" His voice, imbued with true energy, caused the tiles to tremble. If the spying eyes were weaker, they immediately felt as if they had been heavily hammered in the head and quickly disappeared.

As usual, Li Qingshan killed and took out the heart, then tossed the corpse over the wall. He sensed his own body. At first, his true energy was as thin as a thread, but now it had become extremely powerful. It flowed wantonly in his body like a river.

He drank all eight jars of tiger bone wine, chewed all the ginseng in the two baskets, and obtained a few bottles of cultivation pills from the Dragon's Gate Sect.

He had finally mastered the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging, but he was still quite a distance away from the first layer. He didn't know if it was because he hadn't accumulated enough, or if the time wasn't right.

He stood up and discovered that his nails had grown longer. As they rubbed against each other, they produced a sound like metal clanging. He lightly scratched the stone table beside him, and four deep marks appeared on it like tofu. One could imagine the effects of using a brutal move like the Tiger Demon Digs out the Heart with such a hand.

He was confident that he could kill all the spying eyes, but he didn't do so. As long as they didn't directly attack him, he wasn't willing to kill them. However, this patience was slowly disappearing. As his cultivation of the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging deepened, the vicious nature in his heart became more and more intense.

He was like a tiger trapped in a cage, so irritated that he wanted to brandish his claws. He also noticed this change.

"If I were a martial arts expert, I would've long gone on a killing spree. Am I too easy to bully?" This thought constantly lingered in his head, and it grew louder and louder. However, he did his best to suppress it.

Little Ann held Li Qingshan's wrist rather worriedly. Out of the eleven people Li Qingshan had killed over the past few days, every single one of them was a second-rate master apart from the two at the beginning. Their vitality was far greater than regular people. Little Ann's strength seemed to grow without any restrictions or bottlenecks.

Li Qingshan said, "Let's go. Let's go for a walk!" He put on his Black Wolf uniform and equipped his Wind-entwining blade before making his way out of the door. He made his way to the largest restaurant in Qingyang city. Most of the people of the jianghu would gather there. He wanted to explain this matter clearly today.

As soon as he made his way out of the courtyard, the news spread across the entire city. "The Black Tiger has left its lair!"

Within the Iron Fist, the Iron Lion Liu Hong faced a middle-aged man in his thirties with a thin beard. He said politely, "Hall chief Wu, that's how it is. Li Qingshan is no ordinary person, so it's not good for him to take the spiritual ginseng forcefully. Moreover, many masters have gathered in Qingyang city right now. First-rate masters have already appeared. They all want to use the spiritual ginseng to break through to the innate realm. Even if he obtains the spiritual ginseng, it's not good for him to swallow it."

Hall chief Wu lectured, "Liu Hong, you've spent far too much time in retirement in Qingyang. You've become more and more timid. Since when have we Iron Fist feared any masters? If Li Qingshan really is talented, getting him to offer up the spiritual ginseng and join the Iron Fist won't be a bad thing for him."

Li Long waited on one side. When he heard how he directly referred to his master by his name, which was very disrespectful, he felt extremely displeased inside, With how you act, you might not be able to defeat Qingshan. Once he digs out your heart, you'll know how powerful he is.

How could Liu Hong not understand his disciple? He was afraid that he would say something inappropriate, so he grabbed him by the shoulder and said to hall chief Wu, "Hall chief Wu, my disciple's talent isn't bad. It's quite a pity for him to remain in Qingyang city. Do you think you can take him with you this time so that he can go out and see the world with you?"

Hall chief Wu glanced at Li Long, "About that. Leader Liu, you've done a great service by providing us with the information this time, so it's fine if you take one or two people with you." The main reason why the Iron Fist had set up a branch in such a remote place was to search for talents anyway. He could do this favour at little cost.

Liu Hong was overjoyed, "Thank you, hall chief Wu. Xiao Long, what are you staring for? Hurry up and thank hall chief Wu."

Li Long could not let down his master's painstaking efforts. Although he was reluctant inside, he did not show it on his face. He thanked him obediently.

There was a gentle smack.

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