When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

As expected, everyone has his own story and has played the protagonist in the story. Yang Chong is one, Qin Ming is one, and even Zhang Shiwu was one too.

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In the mountains and wilderness, several yellow sheep were running around in panic. Around them, people kept gathering from all directions, some holding nets, some holding forks, and some drawing bows.

Amid the shouting, the gazelles became more and more panicked, and one of them even ran straight towards a cliff.

"What are you still standing there for? Get out of the way, or you're risking your life." Qin Ming, who was in charge of directing everyone to capture the yellow sheep, shouted.

It turned out that a man saw a yellow sheep running towards a cliff. He thought that it was a dead end and the yellow sheep had nowhere to escape. So he rushed over from the diagonal side and set up a net to wait for it. He was really blinded by greed. Directly confronting a yellow sheep on the cliff was like seeking death. The power unleashed by the yellow sheep in desperate situation was enough to push a person off the cliff.

The smile on the smart guy's face gradually froze. He seemed to be frightened. He had never thought that a sheep could be so fierce. He even forgot to dodge when Qin Ming called out to him. The sheep was about to hit him and knock him off the cliff.

"What an idiot." Qin Ming could only draw his bow and arrow hurriedly, but it would not be easy to hit the fleeing gazelle.

As the bowstring trembled, Qin Ming only managed to shoot the yellow sheep, but missed the vital point. The yellow sheep, in pain and despair, burst out with its last potential and rushed forward. At the critical moment, a figure rushed out from the side and accurately grabbed the horns of the yellow sheep with both hands. The huge inertia made the figure stagger slightly, but it stabilized its body in just a moment. With a muffled sound, the yellow sheep was twisted by the horns and pressed to the ground.

The dagger was unsheathed, and a stream of hot blood spurted out. As the sheep's hooves kicked and the blood gushed out, it finally had no strength to resist.

This incident created a gap in the encirclement, which was originally flawless, and several other gazelles were able to escape.

"Zhang Shiwu, what do you want to do?" Qin Ming walked up and shouted angrily.

"I thought, I thought I could catch the prey." Zhang Shiwu said with lingering fear.

"Even rabbits bite when they are cornered. How could a gazelle not have any power to resist in a desperate situation? Take your share and go back. You are not fit to go on." Qin Ming said.

"Qin Ming, what do you mean?" Zhang Shiwu said angrily. He was indeed not good at hunting, but he had reasons to come here. Farming could only provide him with food and clothing, and if he wanted to save money for his son's betrothal gift, hunting was the best choice. So he had to come, but some things could not be done with just the intention.

"Dad, please go back. If something happens to you, how can I explain to Mom?" Zhang Shiwu's son Zhang Dongliu walked forward and said.

"Sixth son, you?" Zhang Shiwu looked at his son who was not standing on his side with a look of disbelief.

"Dad, it's enough to have me here. Don't worry. With Uncle Ming taking care of me, nothing can happen to me." Zhang Dongliu said. Zhang Shiwu and Qin Ming didn't get along well, and he wanted to save face in front of Qin Ming, but he had to listen to the words of his only son. Besides, he knew that he had done something stupid just now. If Yang Chong hadn't rushed out, he would probably have become a pile of wreckage under the cliff.

"Alas, Dad is incompetent and can't help you with anything." Zhang Shiwu said dejectedly. Admitting his incompetence in front of his son was probably a very shameful thing for a middle-aged man like him.

"Hey, this sheep is quite fat. Uncle Fifteen, how about you help me take it back to Old Man Li?" Yang Chong, who was standing by, saw that the yellow sheep had died, so he stretched it with his hands to estimate its weight. This time he had a more accurate feeling, it was at least sixty or seventy kilograms.

After being interrupted by Yang Chong, Zhang Shiwu forgot about the embarrassment. If it wasn't Yang Chong just now, his life or death was in danger. This was a favor of saving his life, and he had to accept it: "Thank you for saving my life, so this little thing is nothing."

Chapter 11: Wilderness Turns into Bones

"Good boy, you know martial arts, right? And you practice internal martial arts." After Zhang Shiwu returned with the yellow sheep, a few rabbits and pheasants, the group continued to search in the mountains, and Qin Ming took the initiative to approach Yang Chong and asked in a low voice.

Yang Chong was able to directly control the mad yellow goat just now, which showed his great strength. If this alone was not enough to make Qin Ming look at him differently, he would have believed that he could do it as he had been building up his strength over the years. However, the speed that Yang Chong burst out at that moment had exceeded the limit of what he could achieve, so he could only think of the miraculous martial arts of the Hundred Schools, just like the Taoist master he had met that year who could cross mountains as if walking on flat ground.

"Why do you think so?" Yang Chong asked back.

"Hey, I do have some knowledge." Qin Ming smiled and already had a plan in mind.

"Then you may have seen it wrong. I learned my martial arts from you, Uncle Qin. How could Uncle Qin not know what I can do?" Yang Chong pretended to be stupid.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't admit it. Everyone has secrets. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you." Qin Ming said as if he already understood everything.

"Let's go. I want to hunt a tiger to use as bedding for my new house next year." Yang Chong didn't want to continue talking about this topic. He didn't have the heart to show off his martial arts now because he simply didn't have the strength to do so.

"That's not easy, but everything is possible." The experienced Qin Ming saw that Yang Chong just wanted to change the subject, so he stopped asking questions. Although everyone has a gossipy nature to find out other people's secrets, one cannot forget about intelligence just because of his hobby.

"That depends on my fate." Yang Chong said.

My destiny will change in this Dalong Mountain. This is Yang Chong's real thought at this moment. He wants to cultivate the Nine Yin White Bone Claw in this Dalong Mountain, and also unlock the secret that Old Man Li said. As long as he has enough strength, he can break through the pressure brought by Luowang. As for the weirdness of Yang Lin and Qi Fu, it is just a matter of time.

The group continued searching for traces of prey in Dalong Mountain. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, they had a great harvest, killing several yellow sheep and two wolves.

However, the tiger that Yang Chong was talking about has not been found. The tiger's activity range in the mountains is too large. Unless you know the location of the tiger's den, or the tiger wants to change its taste, it is really not easy to encounter it. People are afraid of tigers, but aren't tigers hiding from people?

It was not until the evening of the third day that a wolf howl echoed through the mountains and forests, adding a hint of ferocity to the sound.

"If a tiger doesn't work, a wolf will do." Yang Chong heard the voice and looked behind the hill under his feet.

"Yang Chong, what are you going to do?" Qin Ming was shocked when he saw this. Before, he thought Yang Chong's words about hunting tigers were just a joke, but wolves were different. Hunting a wolf was not really a dangerous thing for Yang Chong.

"Uncle Qin, I want to go take a look."

The opportunity that Yang Chong had been waiting for for a long time finally came. How could he let it go? He just left a word and went into the mountains and forests. His speed was not comparable to that of Qin Ming and others. Although he had long been determined to practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claw as quickly as possible, that did not mean that he had not practiced other martial arts in the Nine Yin Scriptures. Not to mention, Yang Chong had been practicing the Chapter on Changing Muscles and Strengthening Bones and the General Principles of the Heart. As for the body movements such as moving across the air, spiral nine shadows, and serpentine movements, Yang Chong was also practicing them. It was impossible for his internal strength to be improved too much in a short period of time, but the attack and speed were different.

At this time, Yang Chong used the snake-like flipping technique to move through the mountains and forests. Although his speed was not as fast as the real lightness skill, it was not inferior to the speed of ordinary beasts.

When Qin Ming and others spoke out to stop him, Yang Chong's figure had already disappeared among the mountains and forests.

"Uncle Qin, Yang Chong?" Zhang Dongliu looked at Yang Chong's quickly disappearing back. Is this still the Yang Chong he knew?

He was only a few years older than Yang Chong, and they were of the same generation in the village. In his opinion, Yang Chong was no different from the landlord's stupid son, and some of his behaviors were simply difficult to understand. But the speed displayed by Yang Chong now was really beyond imagination.

"The captain has been out there and might have taught Yang Chong something remarkable." Qin Ming pondered. As the Yang family is a wealthy family in Xiliu Village, no one knows their true origins, so it's possible that they are of great ancestry.

"This kid Yang Chong may become the hope of the whole village in the future. Weijia Village has a Wei Sikong and has become rich overnight. Maybe we can do the same..." someone said to himself.

I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Qin Ming thought in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. If Yang Chong and his men really had other origins, why did they live in seclusion in a mountain village like Xiliu Village?

What Yang Chong showed made the others forget their worries. They also had their own things to do. After all, whether the family could have a good New Year depended on what they gained from this trip.

Especially Zhang Dongliu, he was hoping to save enough money to marry a wife through this trip.

Yang Chong, who had already chased out, did not chase towards the source of the wolf's howling, but turned around in the depths of the forest and headed directly to the east, where his target was.

It was difficult to travel in the mountains. Even though Yang Chong's speed and endurance were far beyond those of ordinary people, when he arrived at his destination, it was already dusk. The sunlight faded, the autumn wind was blowing, and there was a humming sound at the bottom of the valley. Especially since this place was on the shady side of the mountain, there was an even more gloomy and murderous atmosphere. If one could see the corpses and bones vaguely visible between the rocks at the bottom of the valley, the whole valley would be like a ghost den.

"It's really a good place!" Yang Chong looked at everything in front of him. Not only did he not show any fear, but he showed a kind of intoxicated look. The place that others avoided was a rare treasure in the world for him.

Yang Chong leaped and moved quickly to the valley. He looked at the white bones around him and smelled the deathly air. He felt relieved: If I don't associate with death, how can I survive?

Yang Chong sat cross-legged while pondering, and mobilized a strand of Nine Yin Qi that he had cultivated to stimulate the Qi Hai and Ming Men acupoints. As the Qi flowed, it turned into two whirlpools between the two acupoints, and then turned into a spiral. As it spun, two faint suction forces penetrated his body, drawing the thick deathly aura around him to flow towards Yang Chong.

As the death energy entered his body, Yang Chong felt a chill all over his body. It was a chill that penetrated deep into his soul, and it was also a feeling of desolation and despair. However, what Yang Chong felt was a kind of restlessness. When the Nine Yin Qi met the death energy, it was like boiling oil dripping into cold water, which made the cold water boil instantly.

Amid the agitation of the Nine Yin Qi, Yang Chong kept his mind focused, practiced the exercises, sharpened his meridians, strengthened his Qi, and finally introduced it into the meridians between his arms, eventually gathering it between his ten fingers, tempering his meridians, bones, and even his flesh.

Chapter 12: First Snow Nine Yin Cheng

There is no year in the mountains, and I don’t know the year when the cold comes.

Apart from going out hunting for food, Yang Chong spent all his time practicing. As an encyclopedia of martial arts, the Nine Yin Scriptures contained all the internal, external, dynamic and static skills. He was not worried about over-practicing at all. With his wholehearted devotion, time naturally left no trace.

At some point, dark clouds appeared in the sky, stirred by the cold wind, and snowflakes floated down from them, landing between the dry rocks.

Yang Chong woke up from his meditation and felt a slight chill on his temples. He reached out to wipe it away, but the snowflakes had already turned into water droplets between his fingers.

"It's snowing!" Yang Chong stood up and looked at the sky. The snowflakes were falling more and more densely. Winter had already come, so how far could the New Year be?

Only then did Yang Chong realize that a long time had passed, but it was all worth it.

Yang Chong raised his palms. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his fingers seemed to become longer than before. The true energy flowed into his palms as Yang Chong mobilized them, and then his palms turned into claws, which he swung and directly tore at a huge tree next to him.

The Nine Yin White Bone Claws were eerie when activated, but more importantly, they were sharp. The claws had not yet reached the tree trunk, but the fierce claw force had already left claw marks on the trunk. The originally hard trunk had now turned into rotten wood. Yang Chong simply picked out a piece of broken wood from the trunk with his hand.

Yang Chong, who was using the sharp claws for the first time, was quite satisfied. He stretched his muscles and bones, moved his feet slightly, and his claws turned into afterimages as he danced. His speed was getting faster and faster. In an instant, countless claw marks covered half a meter around his body. The sharp claw shadows were like sharp blades, and wherever they passed, the grass and trees flew everywhere.

As Yang Chong moved, his claws borrowed the speed of the person, and the speed of the claws became faster and faster, and the person's figure was almost invisible. When the Nine Yin White Bone Claws were used, he also moved across the air, moving forward and backward, turning left and right, with almost no trace.

As a body movement technique in the Nine Yin Scriptures, alongside the Snake Walk and the Cat Twist, the Aerial Teleport is known for its swiftness. In particular, it is able to make sudden turns that are difficult to achieve with ordinary light skills, making it even more mysterious.

For martial arts related to light work and body movement, the faster the speed, the more difficult it is to turn. However, this principle does not apply to horizontal movement. When moving horizontally, often when others think that the forward momentum has reached its peak and cannot turn, it will suddenly move horizontally at an angle that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and between the horizontal and forward movements, it will attack the enemy again at an incredible angle.

Moreover, there are advanced techniques for Teleporting Across the Sky and Snake-like Flipping, which is the strongest technique in the Nine Yin Scriptures, the Spiral Nine Shadows. When it is practiced to perfection, it can split into nine clones to attack the enemy at the same time. However, Yang Chong is still far away from that. Now he just uses the speed of Teleporting Across the Sky to increase the sharpness and weirdness of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

At this moment, between the mountains and forests, dead trees were covered with debris, and claw marks were accompanied by afterimages. Suddenly, all the afterimages and claw marks disappeared, and then suddenly turned into a black line that rushed towards the boulder. The claws, which were emitting black air, directly inserted into the boulder. The indestructible boulder seemed to have turned into soft mud at this time, and the claws penetrated into it without any resistance, going straight into it for an inch.

Yang Chong, the owner of the claws, not only did not feel any pain at this time, but he was only excited. Although this quick method had many disadvantages, it was indeed the most suitable method of cultivation at this stage, but...

Yang Ming withdrew his palm, and ten deep holes appeared on the boulder, but there were cracks around the holes that were connected together like a spider web. He frowned slightly, not very satisfied.

Although his claw strength is enough to penetrate the hard rock now, the strength has not been condensed and perfect. Otherwise, there should be no cracks around the finger holes on the boulder at this time. It is because the strength has not been perfectly condensed. If the strength cannot be perfectly condensed, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw cannot exert the strongest penetrating power.

“But this is the only way for now. It’s already good enough to reach this level in two months.” Yang Chong looked at his palms. They were more slender and whiter, but that white was not a healthy white. Instead, it was a dark white with a faint black air flowing in it. That was the air of death. In order to enhance the lethality of the Nine Yin White Melon Claw, Yang Chong would even add poison into it.

The physical attack of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw is difficult to increase in a short period of time, so it can only be enchanted. Yang Chong understood this principle in his previous life.

Now it’s time to find out the secret that old man Li told me. I want to see what the secret is that I spent six years to get.

Yang Chong walked towards the stone wall in the distance while thinking. There was a roasted leg of lamb underneath. It was snowing now, so he didn't have to bother looking for water. If he was thirsty, he could just make a snowball.

Although Yangdi is not in good condition now, it was once prosperous. Before Han State conquered Zheng State, it was the capital of Han State for a long time. Even now, there is still the Palace of the King of Han in Yangdi City. Therefore, Yangdi is not far from Xinzheng. It can be said that there is only a mountain between them. It’s just that this section of the mountain was called Dalong Mountain in Yangdi, but became Juci Mountain when it reached Xinzheng.

Yang Chong walked on the snow, heading northeast, but the mountain road was difficult to travel on, not to mention the mountain road in the snow, so it was a long journey. But without experiencing the wind and snow, how could he see the beautiful scenery that others could not see?

In a hidden valley in Mount Juci, the blue-brown rocks are completely covered with snow, and the cold wind adds a bit of bleak atmosphere.

But even in this valley, which should be sparsely populated, human voices were heard at this moment.

"This damn weather is really freezing." In the valley, five or six soldiers gathered around a campfire, breathing out white air. Even in front of the campfire, they felt cold. The front facing the flames was not cold, but what about behind them?

Especially the leather armor on his body was hard and cold. Even if his skin accidentally touched it when he twisted his neck, he would be startled by the ice. At this time of year, even the soldiers would not train and could live a comfortable life at home or in the barracks. It was not like now, living in these desolate mountains and wildernesses with jackals, tigers and leopards, and accompanied by wind and snow.

"Be patient, we can change shifts in half a month." said another soldier.

"There's still a month left, Sergeant. Who do you think is imprisoned in that cave that has turned us into jailers?" A younger soldier looked at the soldier who was speaking. Although their leather armor and weapons were roughly the same, there were still slight differences. For example, the sergeant's leather armor had an iron plate on the chest as a heart guard.

These people are the captain's personal soldiers, true confidants. They were originally the elite in the army, but now they have become jailers. Although they are loyal to the captain, they still have complaints, especially in the current weather.

Chapter 13 Something is wrong

"Who can say for sure? We are only responsible for guarding the cave entrance. The secrets inside are not something we can know." The sergeant looked at the cave behind him. It was as dark as the mouth of a ferocious beast, swallowing up anyone who wanted to spy on the secrets.

"Captain?" another person hesitated. Of course they were loyal to the captain, but that didn't mean they didn't have complaints. Living in the deep mountains with the wind and snow and the wild beasts was not a good life. Especially since they didn't even know what was behind the gate behind the cave. It was really hard to muster any enthusiasm to protect something they didn't know the value of.

"I'm not sure. There are some secrets that we are not allowed to know. Knowing more may not be a good thing. Moreover, although we are living in the open air here now, the captain has not treated us unfairly. These are enough. As for other things, let's not think about them." The sergeant stopped his subordinates from complaining. Complaints are not something that can be shared, otherwise they will expand infinitely. The sergeant obviously understood this truth.

"Yes, the captain has never treated us unfairly, but what exactly is in there?" The young soldier was at an age when curiosity was the strongest. Even though he knew that what was behind the gate was not something he could peek into, the turmoil in his heart was still difficult to completely erase.

"Yes, what will be behind that gate?" In a hidden corner, Yang Chong, who had rushed here from Dalong Mountain along the direction drawn by Old Man Li, looked carefully at everything around him. The unfamiliar environment gave him a familiar feeling.

The strange cave, the suddenly appearing soldiers, and the gate in the words, especially this Cishan is not far from Xinzheng City.

Clues intertwined in Yang Chong's mind and suddenly pointed to a point deep in his memory.

No way?

This is very wrong!

A flash of inspiration exploded in Yang Chong's mind: Could it be?

A figure suddenly appeared in Yang Chong's mind. In his memory of this world, there was a woman who was as charming as fire and as gentle as water. Because of her unfortunate experience, she was captured by a mysterious man and was trapped in a cage for ten years until her companions rescued her.

Yan Lingji? This name rang in Yang Chong's mind.

Is this the master that old man Li mentioned? Yan Lingji? A master? Thinking back to the information about Yan Lingji, Yang Chong found it difficult to connect the fire spirit with the master.

Who is Yan Lingji? She can play with fire and has good martial arts skills, but she is far from being a master. Their group of people is not enough for one person to abuse. How can such a person be called a master?

But Yang Chong forgot that a woman like Yan Lingji is more than just a master to ordinary people. Her magical fire-controlling skills are no different from divine skills to ordinary people.

Although Yang Chong remembered that Yan Lingji and her group were wiped out by one person, this does not deny how powerful Yan Lingji was. To most people, Yan Lingji was invincible, and no one except the top masters could break her flame.

For ordinary people, Yan Lingji is a character that only exists in legends. Yang Chong thinks Yan Lingji is bad, but that's only because he has a God's perspective on this world. In reality, Yan Lingji may very well be the strongest person a person has ever seen in his life.

However, Yan Lingji, this 'expert', is not easy to get along with. Yan Lingji is sensitive and changeable, and once she is released, it is hard to say whether she will be a help or a poison.

I really am... Yang Chong, realizing the change in his mind, couldn't help but shook his head. It must be said that he really has the attributes of a good man like Ye Gong. When talking about beauties, he is incessant and itchy, but when he really sees them, he worries about the danger.

If I can't even handle Yan Lingji, how can I possibly handle Jing Niu, or even the web behind Jing Niu? If I'm even afraid of Yan Lingji, then I could just commit suicide right now, and maybe even feel less fear. As Yang Chong muttered to himself, the hesitation in his heart completely vanished.

Yan Lingji's mind is indeed changeable, and she is a real demon girl, but Jingwei at this stage is a cold sword. Although Yan Lingji is dangerous, she still has human warmth after all, and Jingwei? That is extremely dangerous.

Now that he had made up his mind, Yang Chong no longer hesitated and rushed towards the soldiers who were warming themselves around the campfire at an extremely fast speed. His martial arts skills had improved a little and needed actual combat, so he wanted to give it a try.

In a flash, the soldier facing Yang Chong barely uttered a cry of surprise. The facial bones of the soldier sitting opposite him had been pierced by Yang Chong's claws. Flesh and bones could not block the power of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

With a cry of pain, Yang Chong raised his leg and kicked at another person, knocking that person out with such great force. At this time, the other three people barely picked up their weapons and crawled to distance themselves from Yang Chong.

Amid the sound of metal clashing, a long sword and two long spears were pointed at Yang Chong. The spears thrust out with great force, and it was obvious that this was a height that ordinary soldiers could hardly reach.

But facing the spears that were stabbing at him, Yang Chong did not retreat but advanced, and passed through the gap between the two spears at an almost impossible angle. As he swung his arms, his fingers formed into claws, and his white fingers turned blue-black. Even his nails swelled in an instant. With all his strength, he grabbed the shoulders of two soldiers at the same time, and with a slid, he had torn open their throats.

Two howls were heard, but they were left behind by Yang Chong. At this moment, a cold sword was coming towards him. Facing this fast and tricky sword, Yang Chong did not dodge or give way. The internal force between his claws surged, and a thin but existing layer of true energy blocked the falling momentum of the sword. Taking advantage of this pause, Yang Chong moved sideways, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claw had already gripped the sword, and the accumulated force exploded in an instant.

Yang Chong is now able to snatch a sword with his bare hands.

Yang Chong took the dagger in his hand and threw it back, hitting the ribs of the soldier who was kicked away by him at the beginning but had recovered and wanted to grab the bow and arrow to fight back.

"Who the hell are you..." The sergeant, whose sword was snatched away with his bare hands, looked at Yang Chong who suddenly attacked him in horror, but he couldn't finish his words.