After leaving the ring, Xie Changyuan looked at the time, calculated that the time was almost up, and went directly to the tailor shop.
The tailor shop is not big, and is run by the shopkeeper and his wife. The business has been poor recently, and they only take in two or three orders a day.
Also because of his free time, the two outfits ordered by Xie Changyuan were made in one afternoon.
Xie Changyuan changed into a set of clothes in the store. Strong clothes are the most common clothes for martial arts practitioners. They are characterized by simple sleeves and tight cuffs, allowing for clean and neat movements.
The two sets Xie Changyuan ordered were both black outfits, but strangely enough, there was a golden border on the coat and shoulders. Of course, this was not a golden thread, but a golden strip of cloth for decoration.
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However, in the southern countries outside the north, golden yellow and bright yellow are royal colors. How could an ordinary tailor shop be so bold and make clothes with golden edges?
Xie Changyuan expressed his doubts.
In response, the shopkeeper waved his hand nonchalantly.
"His Majesty the Emperor has ignored government affairs for ten years. Nowadays, it is not uncommon to wear gold clothes on the street. Your outfit is all black and looks best with gold trim."
Obviously, in the Song Dynasty, ordinary people's respect for royal power has dropped to the bottom.
Especially after Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo promulgated a series of absurd imperial decrees such as the beef policy, the people's dissatisfaction with him reached its peak.
An emperor who no one fears.
Xie Changyuan grinned and sneered.
He put away his clothes and was about to leave. Before leaving, the shopkeeper gave him a pair of leather arm guards. Judging from the style and color matching, they obviously matched the black and gold outfit.
The shopkeeper said, "There is not much business today. I thought that the strong man is a warrior, so I made you an extra pair of arm guards."
Looking at his empty left sleeve, Xie Changyuan shook his head and laughed, but he still took a pair of arm guards.
He understood what the shopkeeper meant. He only had one hand, so it would be good to keep an extra one as a spare. If it was worn out, he could still replace it.
Although this was of no use to the iron-clad Xie Changyuan, the other party was so kind and Xie Changyuan was happy to accept it.
When he entered the city, Xie Changyuan was in ragged clothes and looked like a beggar.
When he left the city, he put on a fitted black gold-trimmed suit.
As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes, as if he were dressed in gold. Putting on decent clothes, Xie Changyuan's tall body is highlighted vividly. Under the clothes, his strong muscle lines are particularly obvious. Coupled with his bold walking posture, he really looks like a god.
Come down to earth, majestic!
Along the way, many people glanced at him frequently, and some young ladies walking arm in arm cast curious glances at him.
After chatting in low voices, the young ladies smiled coquettishly, but at the same time some people were regretting why such a handsome and powerful man was disabled, with only one eye and one arm.
After being silent all the way, Xie Changyuan returned to the small dilapidated temple, chopped off a large piece of bacon from the shelf and roasted it. After a hasty dinner, he sat down cross-legged on the door panel, silently practicing the Zen Xiaocheng breathing method to move the Qi.
Fill yourself with blood.
He does not practice Zhen Qi or Gang Qi, nor does he practice immortality nor physical training. He is undoubtedly the strangest martial artist in this world. Now he meditates and practices, firstly, to discover and understand his own physical condition, and to further improve the blood vessels that Bai Yu taught him.
One word.
On the other hand, it is also the reason why the golden body of Zen Buddhism is indestructible. He refines his body with gold and iron, and he is like a furnace. If the fire in the furnace goes out, Xie Changyuan will turn into an iron statue.
Following the wonderful rhythm of breathing, his own energy and blood traveled through the blood vessels around his body under a controllable condition. Xie Changyuan was immersed in it. Slowly, he felt the densely packed tiny channels in his body. They were all over the body and also played a role in transporting energy.
It functions, but it is not a meridians.
This thing is a blood vessel. With Xie Changyuan's current ability, he has discovered thousands of them in his body, and he has them all under his control.
Given time, Xie Changyuan is confident that he will be able to replace meridians with blood vessels. By then, he will have the conditions to realize various magical powers, which is definitely a great thing for the future!
Xie Changyuan also wants to become stronger. If his own strength is not enough, how can he challenge the Twelve Divine Palaces?
He calmed down and thought carefully, but he didn't know that only one night had passed, and the next day it was bright. Xie Changyuan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of red light in the depths of his eyes, and then he restrained himself.
He seemed to have noticed something, and immediately stood up and walked out of the small ruined temple.
There was a hustle and bustle outside the door, and the originally empty and desolate open space was now filled with people.
This group of people can be said to be a gathering of three religions and nine streams. They are tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, old and young, but they have one thing in common, that is, they all come from the same place.
Jianghu!
Yes, hundreds of people present are from the martial arts world. They witnessed Xie Changyuan's defeat of Xu An in Xicheng yesterday, which gave them their first victory in the Xicheng arena.
This proves that the Twelve Divine Palaces are not invincible!
They came early today, all carrying wine and meat in their hands, and today, the ghost vendors wandering around Bianliang City all made a lot of money.
Wu Fu has always been bold and uninhibited, and has no polite words. When they saw Xie Changyuan appeared, they burst into laughter, showing him the most sincere respect and laughter!
Xie Changyuan understood, turned around and went into the ruined temple and took out a pottery bowl with a corner broken, which contained a bowl of water.
Xie Changyuan smiled and said, "Thank you for never drinking, but today I will thank you for eating as much meat as you can get!"