Moving from a prison to a mansion, the living environment has undergone major changes.
When you live in a public place, you don't need to worry about rent, nor do you need to worry about food and drink.
Zhang Xuezhou's mentality is quite good. After all, he has always had the idea of muddling along in the past, and he can live in any strange environment. What's more, the mansion provided medicinal food, which allowed his exhausted body to recover roughly.
Zhang Qian, on the other hand, escaped from the tense atmosphere and felt uncomfortable after living there for a few days.
He looked at himself with a bulging belly and felt that he could not live such a pig-like life.
Listening to Zhang Xuezhou's brisk reply, he felt that he and Zhang Xuezhou probably had nothing in common in this regard.
He moved the table in the room to make the space as large as possible, and then punched there meticulously.
"This boxing and kicking skill... what kind of punch are you doing?"
The other person wears a veil, but his figure is as elegant as the wind, and his words and deeds are courteous and courteous. It is easy for people to like him even if he has never seen his true appearance.
If Wu Chao's plan succeeds, Zhang Xuezhou will have at least three years to practice as much as he wants.
He suspected that the real world was fake, that it might be a dream he had created, and that in the dream he had believed in the past, this was where he really existed.
Not only does the price double as you go up, it also involves the level of contact, making it difficult to solve the problem with money.
"It's a pity, you have the ability to practice. If you are interested in the art of the military region, you can accompany me to the Western Military Region after this matter is completed." Zhang Qian said: "As long as you work hard for two or three years, you will definitely be able to pick a book or a third grade
Or Ding’s technique.”
Zhang Qian saluted with surprise on his face and looked at the young prince he had met a few days ago.
He was just happy to see the hunter.
In the past three years, as long as he can improve his cultivation, Wuchao will not hinder him, but will pile up resources for him to promote his cultivation.
Two middle-aged men wearing wide robes and long sleeves, each with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, and a face like a crown jewel. Although they are middle-aged, their appearance is still outstanding. Standing there is the center of the gaze.
"I also hope that Chang Qing, playing the piano, will increase my concentration by three points!"
He was not sure whether the other party was of a higher level, and Dong Zhongshu felt that he was not sure either.
This made Zhang Xuezhou take a breath of air, and it was difficult to estimate the consequences of Zhang Qian's punch on the person.
Dong Zhongshu nodded.
Zhang Xuezhou replied bitterly.
As for the future, Zhang Xuezhou feels that things will be difficult to say.
Zhang Xuezhou smacked his lips. He had no idea about the military region, let alone working hard in the military region for two or three years.
"Then I will play a song called "High Mountains and Flowing Waters!" said the middle-aged man named Changqing.
Without the appearance of Zhangjiazhuang that has remained unchanged for more than ten years, he has now lost his normal reference object, and his mind is getting more and more lost.
If Zhang Qian and others were not too enthusiastic, which forced him to come to Chang'an, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would have been standing with Wu Chao at Jiu Chi Taoist Temple to search for the whereabouts of Cu Bugui.
Maybe they won't be anything after three years.
But the rules mentioned by Zhang Qian made Zhang Xuezhou lose his mind.
The entry-level martial arts that Zhang Manqian is looking for starts at 25,000 yuan, while the price of four-star martial arts will be at least ten times higher, and the price of three-star martial arts will increase by almost ten times.
Zhang Qian knew very well that this should be the beginning of a new round of search.
After Zhang Xuezhou asked for more than ten seconds, Zhang Qian took a deep breath and gave a brief response.
"Fuhu Fist!"
But Zhang Xuezhou became confused about his own understanding.
"I hope Dr. Dong will handle it carefully and not be affected by the Yin Yang family's Taoism," the prince said.
"That's such a pity, I still want to learn," Zhang Xuezhou said disappointedly.
Master Dong nodded.
Taiqing Zhenshu was brought to the other side, and Zhang Xuezhou also wanted to try martial arts.
"Two or three years!"
And the risk of facing Hongku is extremely high.
He was thinking about finding some related martial arts to replace fighting skills, which would also relieve their stretched economy.
"So good!"
"This is the third-level intermediate martial arts of the Western Military Region. If you practice it to a great level, you can fight tigers, and the power is acceptable." Zhang Qian replied seriously: "The martial arts in the military region are not taught by foreigners. Anyone who leaks it wantonly will be expelled from the military. If the circumstances are serious, they will even be revoked.
The ability to practice.”
But the face under his veil was difficult to remain indifferent to.
Not everyone is Li Jiao, and he currently lacks the possibility to add insult to injury and ask Zhang Qian to teach him relevant techniques.
"Looks pretty awesome, foreign teacher?" Zhang Xuezhou said enthusiastically.
In the past, Zhang Xuezhou thought that as long as he found Ren Yisheng to cure the mentally ill patient within three years, he would let Hong Ku and Wu Chao fight to the death, and everything would be as they pleased.
More than two meters away, Zhang Xuezhou's clothes were swept away by the wind of the fist, causing his chest to feel as if someone had pushed him.
Zhang Xuezhou sighed, feeling a little pity.
"You don't have to envy the martial arts I practice," Zhang Qian said: "There are thousands of techniques, and the techniques of the Yin Yang family are extremely unique. If you can find Taoist Master Zhao, you can renew the relationship between master and disciple with him, and ask him to grant you one."
technique, it can also benefit a lifetime."
"Master Dong, please!"
"Yes, yes, Zhong Shu, you can deal with this as long as you are careful." Liu Chengxiang agreed: "The reason Zhou Taiwei missed was because he was old, and he is a military commander, and he is somewhat incompetent in magic, so he is not worthy of Zhong Shu.
The technique is exquisite!”
What Prime Minister Liu said sounded nice, but he didn't see Prime Minister Liu doing such a thing.
No matter which side is true and which side is false, he must not die.
Zhang Qian shook his head vigorously before looking away from these two people.
Zhang Xuezhou watched for dozens of seconds. He felt that Zhang Qian's fists and kicks were not as powerful as Zhang Manqian's Sanda fighting skills. Zhang Qian suddenly punched out, and an explosive sound suddenly sounded in the air.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"
As he walked out of the small mountain village of Zhangjiazhuang, experienced one place after another, and experienced one thing after another, it became increasingly difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to distinguish.
He looked at the prince with surprise, then glanced at Prime Minister Liu's face, then placed it on Wei Qing, and finally landed on two middle-aged men wearing wide robes and long sleeves behind the crowd.
"Thank you both for reminding me!"
He looked at the prince again, and when he was waiting for the prince to give the order, the two men had already saluted each other and had begun to prepare their words.
Zhang Xuezhou has been exposed to a lot of martial arts, but this is his first time coming into contact with martial arts.
Zhang Qian's sword was removed and he could only use his fists and kicks to stretch his body.
He sought martial arts not for himself and to make himself more powerful, but to see if he could let Zhang Manqian practice it.
But Zhang Xuezhou knows one thing very well.
"I want to find fault with the Taoist Priest!"
In the mansion, not only Prime Minister Liu came, the prince also showed up, and even brought several people with him.
Of course, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't use money to promote it.
Thinking about all the things he had to do, Zhang Xuezhou became a little distracted.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't come back to his senses until he was pushed by Zhang Qian.
After all, Wuchao is not stupid. Without the pressure from Hongku, Wuchao would not be able to donate his cultivation resources to him.
Right now, he was just hoping that Wu Chao could find Kao Bugui and see if he could use the Snake Head Curse to squeeze out Kao Bugui's cultivation method.
No matter how exquisite his spells are, they only have the ability to deal with enemies in a larger realm, and it is difficult to have the power of Zhou Taiwei's true self realm to cast spells.
However, being harassed by the court officials and personally invited by the prince, it was difficult for Dong Zhongshu to stay behind closed doors.
He had no choice but to find Sima Xiangru, who was good at music and music, to work with him to see if he could end the day properly.
After finishing his instructions, Dong Zhongshu also looked at the medium that cast the spell.