The soldiers of the Black Armor Army were discussing and looking at the distant Qingyun Mountain with different eyes.

  Strength commands respect and worship.

  "The last shot of Shirasaki's Gatling gun was incredibly powerful, but unexpectedly, the Qing Shan brothers broke through it so easily and even sent Shirasaki's rifle flying." exclaimed Wan Fansheng, the tall and thin hundred-man commander.

  "Sei-san is among the top three in his generation," said Tada Ichimonji.

  At this time, Teng Qing Shan was walking over with his Reincarnation Spear in hand.

  "Older brother Qing Shan, this last move of yours is much stronger than when we competed for the Hundred Warriors' position. It seems that you were hiding your true strength back then." Tian Dan smiled as he walked up to him, and Teng Qing Shan smiled, saying: "Older brother Tian Dan, at that time I hadn't cultivated the 'Wild Ox Great Strength Technique', so my strength was a bit weaker. But I have to say, this 'Wild Ox Great Strength Technique' is much more powerful than the secret techniques I used to cultivate!"

  "Are you practicing the 'Wild Ox Great Strength Technique'?"

  The other four centurions were also somewhat shocked.

  Because he can become a first-rate martial artist, his internal strength must be robust, and he must have his own secret recipe. In the eyes of Tian Dan, Wan Fanxiang and other four hundred captains, Teng Qingshan should have his own unique internal strength secret recipe.

  "Of course it's because of it, otherwise how could there be such a big improvement." Teng Qing Shan said.

  "What level have you cultivated to, with such great power?" Tian Dan asked.

  "The eighth floor." Teng Qing Shan said.

  The four hundred men stared at each other in shock and amazement!

  "The Mighty Ox's Great Power Technique" is powerful, but it's very difficult to practice. To reach the eighth level, one would have almost fully opened up the eight extraordinary meridians.

  "No wonder!"

  "Qingshan is probably a genius who has eaten some kind of heavenly treasure."

  Four centurions fully understood why Tung Ching Shan had become so powerful.

  Teng Qing Shan nodded to himself upon seeing this scene: "In the Black Armor Army, I also can't completely hide my strength. It's necessary to reveal a bit of it in order to gain recognition! The 8th layer of the Fierce Bull Strength Technique should be enough to make all the post-heavenly experts take notice." This was also why Teng Qing Shan had used 50,000 jin of force earlier.

  "The Great Power of the Wild Ox" 8th layer, internal energy bursts out in an instant, almost equivalent to 50,000 jin of force.

  With this level of power, Teng Qing Shan has the confidence to take on any postnatal master! As for his true strength, it will only be unleashed when he faces danger!

  ……

  Before, Teng Qing Shan and Bai Ze were both united in the war, and quickly spread secretly throughout the entire mining district. The Black Armored Army soldiers assisted the garrisoned soldiers to look at Teng Qing Shan with changed gazes, each one filled with reverence and admiration for Teng Qing Shan. Especially the soldiers from Yi City were even more proud of him!

  Teng Qing Shan is Yicheng's, and the soldiers of Yicheng are naturally proud!

  ******

  Night!

  It was pitch black, with no stars or moon. Torches were immediately lit throughout the mine, and the night watchmen were also patrolling.

  A young man lay in the thick grass, staring intently at the patrolling guards: "Don't these guards get tired? Why don't they go take a nap somewhere else?" The man was anxious in his heart, entering the mining area as a laborer, what's the point of earning that little bit of wages?

  Every day panning for gold, looking at those pieces of gold, of course, it's tempting.

  Every day, the gold they found was collected by the squad leader and then handed over to the warehouse. He was the squad leader, every day secretly hiding a little bit of gold, one or two taels at a time, the Black Armor Army people couldn't detect it at all. After accumulating for two months, he had also saved up about 1-2 catties of yellow gold.

  12 taels of gold is equivalent to 1,200 taels of silver. An ordinary person can earn about 20 taels of silver in a year, which is not bad. But this 1,200 taels will have to last a lifetime!

  Gritting his teeth, this man had been preparing for more than two months and tonight he would make his escape with the gold.

  "It's all about life and death, wealth and honor, it all comes down to today."

  Found the patrol guard turning his back and walking westward.

  "Right at this moment!"

  Gritting one's teeth!

  Whoosh!

  He summoned all his strength to make a dash, and immediately crossed the first patrol line. He then lay down in a slightly depressed shallow pit. In fact, if the patrolling soldiers had observed carefully, they could still see him. However, it was now deep night, and the patrolling guards were also sleepy and very tired.

  They won't notice if nothing big happens.

  He took two deep breaths, and this man didn't dare make a loud noise, staring dead at that tree in the distance.

  "Luckily, I managed to run past the first deadly line without being discovered." The man felt secretly delighted. For the laborers, this patrol line was known as the "deadly line".

  "It's not going to be that easy from now on, I'll make a dash for it. It's pitch dark, as long as I can run to where there are no torches, I'll have a chance to escape." The man took two deep breaths, gathered his strength, and suddenly burst out like a agile leopard, crazily dashing down the mountain.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  At this life-and-death moment, the man fled with unprecedented speed! He only felt that his ears were filled with the howling of strong winds. Suddenly——

  "Thief! Catch him!" The loud shout rang out.

  Found it!

  The man felt his heart pounding fiercely, his head burning with fever. At this moment of life and death, he suddenly ran even faster. The surrounding soldiers hadn't had time to surround him when he darted into a dark area at the foot of the mountain.

  "Chase him! Chase him for me! A group of useless fools, so many people can't even stop that gold thief!" a big black-bearded strong man angrily roared.

  "Grab him!"

  "Don't let him get away!" A large number of soldiers holding torches rushed down the mountain.

  At this moment, Tan Qing Shan, dressed in black, walked over. Tan Qing Shan usually didn't sleep at night, but instead meditated to cultivate his mind and body. As soon as there was any movement, he immediately sensed it.

  "Sir." The big black-bearded man bowed repeatedly.

  "What's going on, Hu Tong?" asked Teng Qing Shan. In this mining area, Teng Qing Shan knew quite a few people. This Hu Tong was the captain of the city guard in Hua Feng City. He was considered a big shot in Hua Feng City, but in front of the Black Armor Army, he became much more obedient.

  "Thieves! There's no way around it. Gold tempts people, and although many thieves have been caught and killed, there are still those who steal!"

  "How many thieves are there in this mine?" Teng Qing Shan said.

  "There are almost two to three thousand laborers in the mining area, and every year over a hundred people steal gold and escape. However, those who can truly escape are less than ten." Hu Tong sighed, "But this world is chaotic, some people aren't afraid of death, they'd risk their lives for just one catty of gold. If they manage to escape, when they return home, they'll be able to marry a good wife and live a comfortable life."

  To retreat is to die.

  Escaping successfully is wealth and nobility.

  Hong Qing Shan shook his head secretly: "It's really a gamble with one's life!" Then he walked towards his residence.

  "How's it going? Got him?" shouted Hu Tong.

  "Adult, almost caught up, I even gave him a knife, but that kid ran too fast, outside was pitch black, that kid finally rolled and slipped away, we couldn't find him anymore." Those soldiers walked back dejectedly, and Hu Tong immediately cursed: "A bunch of useless people, this is the first one to run away in just over a month since the beginning of spring."

  ……

  The days in the mining area are like this.

  The miners dig for ore every day, crushing the ore and panning for gold with great difficulty. The soldiers of the Black Armor Army patrol and supervise. Teng Qing Shan and others practice their marksmanship, while the other four hundred officials are doing well, but Teng Qing Shan is the most exhausted. He is in charge of the Zi Jin mining area. With the greatest responsibility, he dares not to be careless every day.

  The gold is already driving people crazy, let alone the purple gold?

  Teng Qing Shan discovered that within less than a month, two people attempted to steal the Purple Gold and escape, but they didn't manage to get out alive. The guards surrounding the Purple Gold Mine were the strictest, making it much harder to escape compared to other mines.

  For Guiyuan Sect, losing a few kilograms of gold every year is nothing.

  But the loss of Zi Jin is heart-wrenching.

  "Sir, we'll be heading back to Huafeng City soon and will return tomorrow. Is there anything you'd like me to bring for you, sir?" Early in the morning, Captain Hu Tong saw Teng Qing Shan practicing his spear techniques and walked over to enthusiastically say this. In Hu Tong's opinion, Teng Qing Shan was young and powerful, with a bright future ahead of him, so it would be beneficial to curry favor with him now.

  Hong Qing Shan smiled and glanced at him: "Help me bring some Yanghe wine!"

  Teng Qing Shan likes drinking wine, Teng Qing Hu is even more fond of it.

  "Haha." Hu Tong laughed so hard his big beard was shaking.

  ……

  Huafeng City, evening, Hu Tong's residence.

  "Dong, you've really put me in a hot spot this time. If this gets out, I'll be held responsible for it." Hu Tong put down his wine cup and looked at the man across from him. The man sitting across from Hu Tong was only about 7 feet tall, which was considered short, but his eyes were sharp.

  He looks like a clever and cunning young guy, but Hu Tong knows how ruthless his methods are!

  A young man just over twenty years old, in Huafeng City, has brought down countless ruthless people at his hands.

  Even as the Garrison Commander, Hu Tong felt a chill in his heart when he thought of the young man's deeds.

  "Old Hu, this is a 5,000 taels silver note. If the matter succeeds, I'll thank you again." The young man rubbed his nose and smiled, "I've told you everything that needs to be done. You should know...this matter, you're not in any danger at all. Even if something goes wrong later, I won't implicate you. Who would know it's your problem? Even if I do implicate you, you can just say I have a grudge against you and am framing you on purpose. You're absolutely safe."

  "Don't worry, Old Hu, I'm doing this, you don't know?" Dong Yan said.

  He glanced at the 5,000 taels of silver notes, and Hu Tong's eyes narrowed slightly. He then reached out to take the notes and put them in his own bosom: "Alright, Dong brother, considering our past friendship, I'll help you this one time! However, when will your people come down from the mountain?"

  "March 28th! That brother of yours, I also brought him to see you last time. You know him! There shouldn't be any problem, right?" Dong Yan said.

  "March 28th? Don't worry, I won't sleep that day either, and I'll get things done for you." Hu Tong said with a light smile, "However, I can only help with my part of the ring, the rest is not my concern."

  "Older brother, this round is the most important. Come on, let's have a drink." Dong Yan smiled and raised his cup, with an inexplicable glint in his eyes.

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