Time flies so fast, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past six months, Li Zicheng defeated Sun Chuanting in Jiaxian County, then led his army south, captured Xiangyang, proclaimed himself King Xinshun, and renamed Xiangyang Xiangjing.

All wise people in the world can see that the northern half of the Ming Dynasty is no longer safe. If Emperor Chongzhen can make a decisive decision and move the capital to Nanjing, he may be able to save the southern half and recreate the situation of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Jin Dynasty.

It is a pity that Emperor Chongzhen was headstrong and focused on face, and he still expected the ministers in the court to invite him three times and four times, so that he could find a way to blame these ministers for the loss of the capital and the north.

However, over the years, Emperor Chongzhen frequently killed ministers, and the officials in the capital had become disengaged, waiting to change dynasties and become loyal to the new master. No one was willing to take the blame for the emperor.

It was already February of the 16th year of Chongzhen. The weather was cold and cold, with faint snowflakes floating in the air. Even at noon, there was not much temperature. Several maids wrapped in thick cotton clothes were walking through the pavilions.

Two teams of capable soldiers acted as guards and patrolled the mansion constantly. The originally empty mansion now had a more formidable atmosphere. Several servants carried wooden barrels and walked toward a room. There was a faint smell from the barrels.

Spicy medicinal smell.

After these people put the barrels away, two more maids brought hot water. The hot water quickly filled most of the barrels, and the misty heat spread in all directions.

call!

Feng Yuan was wearing a smart outfit, with sweat on his forehead and a rosy complexion. His complexion was many times better than half a year ago. He strode towards him. The maids and servants hurriedly bowed their heads in salute.

"Change!"

Throwing aside the sweat towel in his hand, Feng Yuan came to the wooden barrel, stretched out his hands, and two pretty maids hurriedly stepped forward with their pretty faces red, and helped Feng Yuan undress.

Habits are formed slowly. It has been more than half a year since the world of Conferred Gods, and Feng Yuan has long been accustomed to a life of fine clothes, fine food, and being served by others.

However, Feng Yuan was not immersed in it, and he did not forget his purpose of coming to this world.

For more than half a year, apart from directing Jiang Yingjie, Guru Jin and others to recruit manpower and train soldiers, he spent most of his time practicing kungfu every day.

Every day, he spent a lot of money to buy a lot of medicinal materials to replenish qi, blood and vitality to assist his practice. After practicing, he also followed the prescriptions given by an instructor who was proficient in external skills to cleanse his body.

With these, Feng Yuan's Hun Tian Xuan Gong has also made rapid progress, his qi and blood have become stronger and stronger, and his strength has increased several times compared to before.

Now, with his own strength and his continuous practice of sword skills, he can easily deal with several martial arts masters like Zhang Dahong.

thump!

Feng Yuan got into the bathtub and immediately felt numb all over. The medicinal power in the hot water was like a tiny electric current, constantly traveling throughout his body. Every time he traveled, his muscles were insignificantly strengthened.

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In the world of Conferred Gods, there are three major realms for mortal generals. When you reach the third level of cultivation, you can become a heavenly general who can compete with immortals.

However, the division of these three major realms is too crude, so Hun Tian Xuan Gong has made subdivisions in the three major realms.

Starting from the first level, step by step, as long as you continue to practice according to the method of Xuan Gong, and add enough elixirs, even a person with average qualifications can always practice to the seventh level and step into the seventh level after decades of effort.

The level of a heavenly general.

The first three levels of Xuan Gong are the use of Earth-carrying Fist, a physical training method, to continuously temper the muscles, bones, and blood throughout the body, giving people the strength to carry the cauldron.

Training the muscles, strengthening the bones, and tempering the internal organs. Among them, training the muscles is the first level of Xuan Gong.

As the power of the medicine continued to be absorbed, Feng Yuan's skin turned red. About an hour later, all the muscles in his body suddenly jumped, and a strong flow of energy and blood filled his body.

boom!

At this time, Feng Yuan was like a furnace, standing up suddenly, water splashing everywhere, a hint of joy appeared on his face, he clenched his right fist, swung forward, and suddenly made a dull whistling sound.

"After half a year, I finally mastered the first level of Hun Tian Xuan Gong!"

The strengthening of the muscles in the whole body, at least hundreds of kilograms of strength, is a sign that the first level of Xuan Gong has been practiced. Only by training the body to this level can it withstand the next step of practice. This can avoid the occurrence of body injuries caused by failure in practice.

After his cultivation breakthrough, Feng Yuan wiped his body casually, put on his cold-proof clothes, and immediately ran towards the martial arts training field opened in the backyard. He was ready to test how much strength he had increased.

At this time, it happened that Gu Rujin came with Zhang Dahong and others.

Now among the few people around Feng Yuan, Jiang Yingjie is responsible for training the Ding soldiers and spends most of their time at the village bought outside the city.

In the process of constantly training troops according to Qi Jiguang's military manual, Jiang Yingjie also grew from a guard leader to a general who was able to train troops and go into battle.

Although he can't compare with those famous generals who are proficient in strategy and good at performing strange skills, in this era of inferiority in the late Ming Dynasty, he can at least come in handy.

And Gu Rujin became the general manager of the county prince's palace. He was responsible for various chores in the palace. Among them, the masters recruited by Feng Yuan were all under his command.

All in all, there are already more than a dozen martial arts masters who have taken refuge in the Prince's Palace, but most of them are ordinary martial arts masters, and only one person can be called a master of martial arts.

"Little prince..."

Gu Rujin seemed to be ready to report something. After seeing Feng Yuan, he immediately came with Zhang Dahong and Sun Qi.

"Haha, you guys came just in time!"

Feng Yuan had just broken through the first level of Xuan Gong and was in a good mood. He quickly waved to everyone to follow him.

"My kung fu has made some progress today, and I'm just trying to find a few people to practice with. Brother Gu, if it's not an urgent matter, just wait until I practice with a few people!"

After hearing this, Gu Rujin pondered for a moment, then stopped talking, and followed Feng Yuan to the martial arts training ground with everyone else.

"I wonder if the young prince wants to practice boxing or sword skills?"

After arriving at the martial arts training ground, Zhang Dahong stepped forward and asked.

Having taken refuge with Feng Yuan for more than half a year, Feng Yuan did not shy away from practicing martial arts. They, the guardian martial arts masters, all knew that Feng Yuan liked to practice martial arts and was proficient in fist, kick and knife skills. That's why we asked this question.

"Try fisting and kicking first!"

Feng Yuan walked to the middle of the martial arts training ground. Zhang Dahong was more outstanding in boxing and kicking skills among these people. He was not polite at the moment and walked directly forward to the opposite side.

"The villain is offended!"

After Zhang Dahong bowed his hands and saluted, he shouted low and used the move "Spiritual Monkey Offering Fruit". His body was agile and his right fist struck Feng Yuan's body with a strong wind sound.

After working for Feng Yuan Mansion for more than half a year, Zhang Dahong often fought with other martial arts masters who came to join him. After some training, his arm-through boxing became more and more powerful. His strength was at least 20% stronger than before.

"good!"

Feng Yuan saved some of his strength, and also used the arm fist to meet him. As his energy and blood flowed, an unparalleled force surged out, and with a loud bang, Zhang Dahong's fist was swung away.

Then he turned his fist into a palm and pressed it on the opponent's chest.

Peng!

There was a muffled sound. Zhang Dahong never thought that the young prince in front of him had such magical power. He was immediately pushed back more than ten steps by a palm and almost rolled to the ground.

This is also thanks to Feng Yuan's observation of the boxing skills of the martial arts guards, and he has gained a lot of understanding of boxing and kicking skills, and can hold back his hands at critical moments. Otherwise, Feng Yuan's palm could break two rows of his ribs.

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"So strong!"

When several martial arts masters watching the battle saw this scene, they suddenly shed a few drops of cold sweat. They knew Zhang Dahong's strength, and they secretly thought that even if they fought against the young prince, they would be defeated in one move.

"It's not enough! You guys should also take action together!"

Feng Yuan wanted to experience the newly-increased power, so he kept making moves. He circled around and caught Sun Qi and Cui Wanfu in the moves.

Several people looked at each other, shouted lowly, and each used their special skills to attack Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan laughed. His fists were like halberds and axes. He was so powerful that he could tear the air with any move, which made several martial arts masters dare not forcefully dodge.

"Sure enough, officially stepping into the first level of Xuan Gong will at least increase my strength by 50%!"

Before entering the first level of Xuan Gong, Feng Yuan could deal with several martial arts masters with his strength and sword skills, but it was not that easy to defeat or kill them.
Chapter completed!