Amazing progress!

Huang An's eyes were blazing, and there was unconcealable joy in his eyes.

It was so enjoyable. During this process, he felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were contracting freely like his arms.

The practice of physical exercise becomes more natural and comfortable.

Compared with yesterday, it is obviously on a higher level.

After a long time, the boiling power of qi and blood in his body returned to calm, and Huang An could clearly feel that the power of qi and blood was a little stronger than usual.

This is incredible!

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, which turned into surprise.

"How much the power of this soul has increased cannot be quantified. However, the speed of martial arts training may have increased by 20%!"

This effect was so powerful that Huang An couldn't recover for a long time.

He didn't believe in evil, so he tried the body-building method again. He felt the same as before, and he made progress again.

More importantly, he confirmed that his judgment just now was not an illusion, but real!

That’s 20%!

A full 20%!

Huang An, who was delighted to see the hunter, performed the exercise five times in a row. His whole body was covered in hot sweat, and then he stopped still.

This kind of pleasure of continuous improvement in martial arts cultivation made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

If the Eye of Insight hadn't reminded him that continuing to practice would be counterproductive, he could even practice martial arts all night long.

Even when he turned around and paid special attention to the five-organ breathing method, he was surprised to find that even the effect of the five-organ breathing method had been enhanced.

"This increase in the power of the soul actually has such great benefits!"

Huang An was in high spirits and reluctantly left the Wanjie Garbage Dump. Then, after taking a cold shower, he forced himself to fall asleep.

Martial arts training pays attention to gradual progress and relaxation, and the same is true for the growth of the power of the soul.

He needs to give his body a period of time to adapt to the sudden increase in the power of his soul, and he also needs to give his body and soul a time to balance each other.

He cannot use the Divine Fist Diagram endlessly to enhance the power of the Divine Soul.

The power of Qi and blood contained in his body will always be his foundation!

Besides, he didn't have the Guiyuantang on hand anymore. Although he still had some exotic beast meat porridge, it was obvious that he could no longer use the Divine Fist Diagram to increase the power of the Divine Soul.

Early tomorrow morning, he needs to go to the Baoyao Prison in the northeastern area of ​​the city.

Similarly, I haven't been to the master's house for two days, so he needs to go there.

Not only did he look at Senior Sister Zhao, but he also met with the master to see if he was ready for what he said was a good job.

At six o'clock in the morning on the second day, Huang An had just finished his martial arts practice and was still heating water to make a cup of hot tea to moisten his throat when he was surprised by the sudden appearance of a small financial fan.

Early in the morning, when the sky was getting slightly brighter, the little money man came.

At the same time, he also brought news that the master was looking for him!

"Wait a minute, I'll be out right away!"

Huang An said something hastily, then turned around and entered the house. After a while, a disguised package was slumped on his shoulders and came out.

After locking the courtyard door, the senior sister and brother went straight to the Zhao Mansion in the southwest of the city while communicating.

"Little Senior Sister, where is Senior Sister?"

Hearing Huang An's first sentence of asking his sister, the little money fan snorted.

I was woken up at four o'clock in the morning to deliver a message, and my junior brother didn't know whether he cared about whether I had eaten or not.

Rolling her eyes at Huang An, she said unhappily:

"I don't know, I'm probably packing my luggage!"

packing luggage?

Huang An's expression changed.

Senior Sister Zhao is leaving?

"Senior Sister Zhao is leaving? What happened?"

Huang An looked anxious, the little money fan gave him a slap, shook his head and said:

"I don't know the specifics. Anyway, dad asked me to come back to you."

What does master mean?

Huang An's eyes moved and he asked:

"Senior sister, master, what do you want to do with me?"

Both of them are warriors and are very fast on their feet.

However, Huang An couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed when he saw that the little money fan was taking his time and buying food from the vendors on both sides of the street.

The little money fan had a big bun stuffed in his mouth and couldn't figure it out, so he explained:

"In a few days, it seems that some big shot is coming to Youzhou. Daddy wants you to go back and hide!"

Huang An was startled when he heard this.

Is there a big shot coming?

You want me to hide?

He didn't understand it at all. He didn't offend any big shot. Which big shot would cause trouble for him?

When Senior Sister Zhao packed her luggage, was she packing it for herself?

He asked:

"Which big shot?"

He asked again, and the little money fan glanced sideways at Huang An, with a look of confusion in her eyes. She shook her head and shrugged.

"I am not sure as well!"

After saying that, he turned around and bought another cake.

This little senior sister is really unreliable and doesn’t know anything!

Huang An frowned and secretly guessed.

"Is it that Princess Qi is coming? She wants to settle a score with me?"

I kept guessing and my head was in a blur.

The only important person he could think of who had contact with him was Princess Qi.

"Could it be that Qiu Hou is settling the scores and taking revenge on me for ruining her and her master's affairs last time?"

Huang An could only guess this way, but he always felt that Princess Qi was not this kind of person.

But besides Princess Qi, who else needs to be avoided?

Huang An couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to urge the little money fan to hurry up and rush to the Zhao Mansion.

Regarding Xiaocai Fan's words and looking at Xiaocai Fan's unhurried movements, Huang An was dubious. He even thought that Xiaocai Fan had heard wrongly and was pretending to pass on the "imperial edict".

She didn't act in a hurry, which showed that there were still many days before the big shot came to Youzhou.

Or is this just an excuse for the master to make for himself?

Before nine o'clock in the morning, the four masters and apprentices were sitting in the master's yard.

The table is filled with sumptuous breakfast.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn and a bit weird.

Sudden.

"After today's meal, you two can leave directly!"

Master Zhao Dun spoke.

Huang An was still stunned, but Zhao Yan lowered his head and agreed softly.

"Okay, Dad!"

She looked a little shy and a little ready to move.

Senior Sister Zhao's behavior is very wrong!

Huang An was suspicious, but before he could ask further, he saw the master turning his eyes to him.

"The luggage is almost packed and the horses are fed. You can set off after eating!"

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To be continued...