Time travel game, starting from Kingdom Come: Deliverance

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47. He was a hero (1/10)

Mo Jiang didn't keep them in suspense and continued, "Cheng Kun infiltrated Shaolin Temple, became a disciple of Kong Jian, and took the Dharma name Yuanzhen. He secretly joined the Prince of Ruyang's mansion, plotting to destroy the Ming Cult."

"The Prince of Ruyang's mansion was ordered by the Yuan court to suppress the sects and gangs in the martial arts world, but due to the uprising of the rebel army, it had no time to deal with the affairs of the martial arts world."

"So their plan was to sow discord between the six major sects and the Ming Cult, so that after the six sects joined forces to destroy Bright Peak, they could then reap the benefits."

Upon suddenly hearing about the Ruyang Prince's Mansion again, Zhang Sanfeng frowned. He realized that the Ruyang Prince's Mansion had been causing trouble for the Wudang Sect for the past ten years.

"Because of the support of the Yuan court, the Ruyang Prince's Mansion not only had martial artists in hand, but also obtained a lot of secret medicines. Ten Fragrance Tendon Softening Powder, Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Ointment, Black Jade Broken Joint Ointment, and all kinds of injury medicines and poisons."

Unless a martial artist has specifically studied medical principles or has mastered a skill like the Nine Yang Divine Skill, resulting in extremely high drug resistance, most martial artists have little resistance to drugs.

Especially medicines like Shixiang Ruanjin San, which are specifically designed for martial artists.

"Also, don't give me information for nothing," Mo Jiang added. "If you ever get your hands on the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms or the Nine Yin Manual, make a copy for me. Also, leave me a few copies of medicines like the Ten Fragrant Tendon Softening Powder and the Black Jade Broken Joint Ointment."

With the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Mo Jiang was no longer so eager for other martial arts techniques. He didn't need to actively plan or search for them, but if they were offered to him, he wouldn't refuse them.

What he valued more were rare medicines like the Black Jade Broken Joint Ointment and the Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder.

Moreover, interpersonal relationships are based on give and take. Giving information without reward would make even someone as magnanimous as Zhang Sanfeng suspicious.

Instead of constantly providing intelligence without compensation, it would be better to ask for some rare items that match the intelligence as a reward.

It doesn't matter when you give it; the main thing is to build a healthy interpersonal relationship. You help me, I help you, and friendship will naturally develop over time.

As for the Wumu Legacy, Mo Jiang very rationally excluded it from the scope of the reward.

In ancient times, knowledge was spread over a very limited range, and much of it was passed down through families or even orally. Therefore, the "Wumu's Legacy," a detailed manual explaining military strategy and its application, can indeed be considered a treasure.

But Mo Jiang came from the modern era, and he knew that warfare was all about people first, followed by information and logistics.

The value of Yue Fei's military treatise to him is no more than that of a drone worth a few thousand yuan.

Moreover, warfare is not something you can learn from a book; Zhao Kuo's "armchair strategist" has been ridiculed for two thousand years.

Mo Jiang was also quite certain that even if he had the Wuyue Manual, he could not replicate the feat of crossing the Chishui River four times.

Therefore, for him, the greatest value of the Wumu Legacy is the collection value brought by Yue Fei's handwritten manuscript.

Zhang Wuji readily agreed, and was even somewhat pleased, since he had been the one to benefit from Mo Jiang since they met. Most people would find it difficult to accept so much kindness.

Not to mention that Zhang Wuji's moral standards are much higher than those of ordinary people.

When Mo Jiang asked for payment, Zhang Wuji saw that there was a possibility of repaying the debt of gratitude, which naturally pleased him.

After finishing his meal, Mo Jiang took out the peach that the white ape had given him and took a bite. This peach was better than any fruit he had ever eaten. The flesh was crisp, the juice was sweet, and it had a kiwi-like aroma.

After eating it, it can also improve Mo Jiang's internal energy circulation. According to Zhang Sanfeng, this peach also has the effect of strengthening the foundation and nourishing the vital energy.

Unfortunately, the number of peaches was not large, so Mo Jiang had to collect the peach pits and try to plant them in the future.

"By the way, I won't be coming over for a while."

Having acquired the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the rest is a matter of gradual progress until it reaches its peak. During this time, Mo Jiang has spent a considerable amount of money, both on drones and tricycles.

Especially those three-wheeled motorcycles, which cost over ten thousand yuan, not even counting the fuel consumption along the way.

As for other miscellaneous expenses, needless to say, the blacksmith's wages are also considerable, and now Mo Jiang only has a little over ten thousand yuan left.

Clearly, he needed to acquire more gold to make a return on his investment, and according to information provided by Henry and his group, the combat master Vannik had arrived in Skarlitz and stayed for three days.

According to Mojiang's estimate, the Cumans will inevitably invade Skalitz within two days, either tomorrow or the day after.

Neither Zhang Sanfeng nor Zhang Wuji were too surprised by Mo Jiang's departure. In their eyes, Mo Jiang was not only a well-informed person in the martial arts world, but also a remarkable person who was proficient in Qimen Dunjia.

Yes, regarding Mo Jiang's ability to disappear as soon as he opened the door, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji categorized it as a type of Qimen Dunjia that they could understand.

Zhang Sanfeng noticed the seriousness on Mo Jiang's face and took the initiative to ask, "Is it about weapons?"

Mo Jiang nodded, making no attempt to hide anything, and briefly explained Skaritz's situation.

Although Mo Jiang used many words that were difficult to understand, after spending several days together, the two were able to grasp the general meaning of Mo Jiang's words.

In summary: A group of bandits attempted to massacre the village.

Bandits pass by like combs, soldiers pass by like fine brushes; this kind of thing was all too common in ancient times.

"Excellent!" Upon hearing Mo Jiang's arrangements and his intention to help Skalitz resist the Cumans, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but exclaim, "To help the weak and punish the strong, and to protect the peace of one's region—that is true heroism!"

Mo Jiang wanted to say that he only intended to protect the trade route that he had worked so hard to open up, but seeing Zhang Sanfeng's praise and Zhang Wuji's admiration, he couldn't bring himself to say anything to defend himself.

After leaving behind a considerable amount of supplies, Mo Jiang retreated and returned to the modern warehouse.

Not long after he returned to the modern world, his phone rang. It was the blacksmith calling.

"Hey."

"The items are ready, when can I receive them?"

"Come over now, I'll send you the address."

Two hours later, a small truck pulled up in front of the warehouse rented in Mojiang. The driver was a tall, thin man with a loose shirt and slippers who looked unkempt. He had a cigarette in his mouth and kept looking around the warehouse.

Upon seeing Mo Jiang emerge from the warehouse, the blacksmith frowned slightly, sensing that Mo Jiang seemed even more dangerous.

"Damn it, you've taken too many aphrodisiacs. Why do you feel like you want to seduce everyone you see?"

The blacksmith subtly took two steps back, while his left hand secretly reached for something hanging from his lower back.

That was something that couldn't be discovered; once it made a sound, he could forget about ever getting a job outside of government pay.

But he had no choice. He had a premonition when he heard Mo Jiang's request to make a murder weapon. Without this thing to give him a sense of security, he was afraid that he would have difficulty breathing in front of Mo Jiang.

Only now has the blacksmith realized he was wrong, terribly wrong.

The thing in front of him was no longer normal. In the blacksmith's eyes, it was an extremely bloodthirsty wolf that couldn't find any prey and was just short of biting himself to relieve its bloodlust.

"Damn it, am I going to be sacrificed to this bastard today?"

48. The tiger grinds its teeth and sucks blood, waiting to kill without hesitation. (2/10)

"If that little toy hanging on your lower back makes a sound, I guarantee you'll be torn to pieces before the police arrive."

Mo Jiang glanced at the blacksmith, whose whole body was tense and taut, and did not rush forward.

If the blacksmith really fires a shot, then neither he nor the other party can escape the punishment of the law and the armed police.

As he spoke, Mo Jiang activated the calming and guiding qi method taught by Zhang Sanfeng, calming down the Nine Yang internal energy that had become somewhat agitated due to the sudden change in environment.

He killed many people in the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, and he also mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which was originally a balance of strength and gentleness, to the point of being extremely domineering, fierce, and masculine.

As a result, his life energy field is extremely aggressive to others.

If this is not curbed, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After staring at Mo Jiang for a while to make sure that the other party didn't have any intention of rushing up to ask him to consecrate his sword, the blacksmith slowly removed his hand from his lower back.

At the same time, he secretly regretted that if he had known that this bastard was in this mental state, he would have quoted at least three times the price.

"If you don't want the police to force you to do this, hurry up and help unload the goods. Do you think I can move so many iron things by myself?"

The blacksmith opened the cargo compartment of the small truck and said irritably, "Or do you think this warehouse is very safe? With so many vehicles coming and going, don't people notice?"

The small truck was filled with wooden crates, which were stuffed with foam, and each crate was quite heavy.

These wooden crates were supposed to be loaded and unloaded using unloading trucks, but Mojiang did not make preparations in advance.

The reason is simple: they ran out of money, and the price of unloading trucks is not low.

Fortunately, there was no need to unload the truck; Mo Jiang himself is quite strong.

Not to mention that after taking the calendula potion multiple times, his physique had already improved to a level of 1.4. After cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Mo Jiang estimated that his physique had improved again, reaching a level of 1.6.

When circulating internal energy, physical strength recovers extremely quickly.

Even though the Nine Yang Divine Skill had many shortcomings before it was fully mastered, its advantages were also very obvious.

His internal energy is pure, his recovery is extremely fast, and he has considerable resistance to poisons...

These advantages do not need to wait until mastery; they are already apparent during the cultivation process.

It took quite a bit of effort to move all the wooden crates into the warehouse. After closing the warehouse door, the blacksmith opened a few of the crates.

"A 200-gram armor-piercing heavy arrow, with a blood groove and a matte finish. The arrow is already assembled for you. Once it's shot, it will either pierce through armor or through a human body, leaving you either dead or crippled."

Mo Jiang retrieved his war bow, immediately nocked an armor-piercing heavy arrow onto the bowstring, and drew the bowstring to its fullest extent. With a whooshing sound, the humanoid target not far away was pierced straight through.

"Your archery skills are quite good; it seems you haven't declined."

The blacksmith's skills were the best among all the people Mo Jiang knew, and he was also the smartest.

He was so clever that he secretly used the school's machine tools to assemble a homemade gun from parts, and still managed to avoid being discovered.

That's why Mo Jiang felt comfortable ordering his custom-made product.

Good technology means a high-quality product.

Being smart means that as long as the money is there, he won't be interested in or inquire about anything else.

After counting the number of arrows, the blacksmith opened three boxes of different sizes, which contained three cold weapons.

"As you requested, it's made entirely of steel, so it won't chip even after multiple high-intensity impacts, and it has a matte finish to ensure there won't be any problems when you're chopping someone up."

The three weapons are devoid of any patterns or decorations. Only the Overlord Spear and the Halberd have red tassels added to absorb blood and prevent slipping, and the long handles have been frosted to enhance friction and prevent slipping.

Mo Jiang remained silent, slowly drawing his Tang Hengdao sword. The next moment, the blade sliced ​​through the air, the wind whistling through the air.

The blacksmith, seeing the swirling glint of blades, couldn't help but take two more steps back.

The blacksmith, however, thought it was a tiger crouching low, preparing to pounce.

The tiger grinds its teeth and sucks blood, waiting to kill without hesitation.

Mo Jiang's sword dance was anything but entertaining; it consisted only of violent and direct slashes. Anyone watching had no doubt that if someone stood in front of him, the sword would slice them in two.

The human-shaped targets prepared earlier were easily split in two. These targets, which were wrapped in several layers of bamboo mats to serve as bamboo armor, could not withstand Mo Jiang's knife.

Then came the Overlord Spear. The spear was heavy, and Mo Jiang held it with both hands, exerting all his strength, and actually pierced through all three targets.

Finally, there was the Fangtian Halberd. Mo Jiang stood still, holding the Fangtian Halberd, and suddenly raised his arms upwards, creating a whirlwind that swung towards the sky!

"Drink!"

With a thunderous roar, Mo Jiang unleashed his energy, causing his bones and muscles to crack and his body to ripple like pythons. The blade of his halberd sliced ​​through seven or eight dummy figures around him.

This caused the blacksmith, who was watching from a distance, to take several steps back, only to find himself with his back against the wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

"Damn, this guy looks like he can't be killed with a pistol."

As a machine tool student, especially an outstanding student who secretly tinkers with firearms, he estimated that to deal with Mo Jiang, he might need a fully automatic rifle or even a sniper rifle.

As for small-caliber pistols...

Only you will die.

After testing all three weapons and confirming their excellent quality, Mo Jiang transferred the money to the blacksmith without hesitation.

The blacksmith didn't say much, and drove his small truck away from the warehouse.

The money has been received, and the transaction is now complete. There are no after-sales services, only new orders.

As for what he saw inside the warehouse, and the warehouse address itself, the blacksmith wisely chose to forget about it.

Guys like him, who work in shady businesses, know best when to forget. Guys with too good a memory never end up well.

……

"For the time being, internal energy can only be used to enhance physical strength."

The Nine Yang Internal Force can improve one's physical qualities, strength, speed, and endurance in a short period of time, with minimal energy consumption.

This is the method of using internal energy that Mo Jiang has found most suitable for himself during this period.

As for other things to use to attack the enemy, or even something like lighting a fire in the valley, those were not things he could think of right now.

His total internal energy was insufficient to support Mo Jiang in using such methods.

Furthermore, the move where internal energy is ignited and transforms into flames will exhaust the internal energy within three breaths at most. As for the temperature and scale of the flames...

To put it bluntly, even a lighter might be better and last longer than him.