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Chapter 2 Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty Taishang Wangqing swordsmanship
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"Priest Wugou is really a god."
Uncle Qiao sighed with emotion, then took out a pack of medicine and said, "Don't worry, my son. My father went up the mountain to ask for a lottery for you. The result was a lottery, but it was resolved by the little Taoist priest Wu Gu."
He was shocked and scared, but also a little happy at the same time.
Fortunately, I went up the mountain to ask for the signature, otherwise if I let the child go to the battlefield, he would definitely die.
Fortunately, Mr. Wugou Xiaodao was there to resolve the issue.
Qiao Hu said in surprise: "That's great, how to use it?"
Uncle Qiao followed the instructions and boiled a pot of soup for Qiao Hu to drink, while the rest was used to soak his body.
The next day.
Qiao Hu stood up, full of surprises, and said, "Dad, my body has indeed improved a lot, and the distortion and pain have been alleviated."
Uncle Qiao also noticed it and couldn't help but burst into tears, "My son, my life has been saved."
Snap.
Qiao Hu knelt in front of Uncle Qiao and said: "Dad, Taoist Master Wu Gu saved my body, which is equivalent to saving my life. Please give him another twenty kilograms of rice as a thank you."
Uncle Qiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know how to do it even if you don't tell me."
"Not only do we need to send him rice, but we also need to tell people in and outside the village that our Taoist priest Wu Gu of Yunyuan Mountain has inherited the mantle of the old Taoist priest. If we are undecided or unclear about something in the future, we can still ask for signatures."
Mountain.
Su Chen finished his morning exercise and got up to cook himself a pot of porridge.
There were only a dozen kilograms of rice, so he could only eat sparingly.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the gold medal list appeared in Su Chen's mind again, and now the five characters "Vajra Indestructible Power" appeared on it.
"Has the disaster been resolved?"
"Rewards have been distributed?!"
Su Chen was pleasantly surprised and quickly checked the Vajra Indestructible Power.
Because of the golden list, he just read it once and learned it. After reading it again, he had a small success. By the third time, he had already practiced the Vajra Indestructible Technique to great success.
boom.
The gold list disappeared again.
Su Chen closed his eyes and thought carefully about it.
Then he integrated all his body's energy into the Vajra Indestructible Art, and his skin was instantly covered with a tight layer of skin, which seemed to have a faint golden color.
King Kong is indestructible and invulnerable.
Su Chen came to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and stabbed himself in the arm.
boom.
The kitchen knife collapsed.
"Haha, it's really invulnerable."
He went to the woodshed again, picked up the hatchet, and lightly scratched his neck. It was fine. No matter how hard he tried, it was still fine.
"After practicing the Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu, I no longer have any weaknesses in my body."
"Ordinary swords are useless against me."
"In the realm of martial arts, no one can hurt me anymore."
Su Chen was overjoyed, and then his stomach growled.
"I just finished eating the morning meal, and I'm actually hungry again. It turns out that the poor man is rich in culture and martial arts. To maintain the indestructibility of King Kong requires a lot of energy and physical strength."
Su Chen cooked another pot of rice for himself.
One month later.
During this month, Su Chen often interpreted people's fortunes and knew things like a god, and his reputation gradually spread throughout Chang'an City.
However, they are all ordinary lottery tickets that only reward skill.
On an auspicious day, Su Chen was cleaning the Taoist temple. He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the leaves on the ground were rolled up by the true energy. With the wave of his hand, they all flew into the woods and turned into nutrients.
"Within this month, my martial arts skills have reached two hundred years, and I have already transcended the ninth level of martial arts. However, it is said that there are masters above the ninth level in Chang'an City, even great masters, whose strength is unknown. I still want to continue.
Keep a low profile and bide your time.”
During this month, Su Chen interpreted the fortunes of about twenty pilgrims, each of whom gained ten to twenty years of martial arts skills.
It's just that they didn't sign the lottery, and there were no other rewards.
"Princess, no, miss, you are not in good health. There is no need to come all the way to ask for the signature. Just let the slaves do it for you."
"Wu Ma, don't try to persuade me. I heard people say that this place is the most effective. Only if I do it myself can I be sincere. Sincerity is the most effective."
Su Chen heard the sound of conversation coming from the mountain gate, so he came to the gate to wait.
really.
After a while, I saw a group of people rushing up.
Dozens of strong men dressed in black and well-equipped, guarding the key passes of the entire Taoist temple with swords and spears, with fierce expressions on their faces.
Then an old woman helped a gorgeous girl of thirteen or fourteen years old and stepped forward.
"Taoist Priest, I'll come and ask for your signature."
The girl stepped forward and bowed slightly to salute.
Su Chen followed the example of his former master, pinched Wuliang's fingers with his hands, and nodded slightly as a return gift.
"May I ask what you want, Miss?"
"Recently, the elders in my family have occasionally mentioned that it's time for the little girl to get married when she reaches old age, but I am a little scared about my future marriage and don't know what to do. I came here to ask for a signature. I just want peace of mind."
Su Chen nodded and took out the lottery tube from his sleeve.
The girl put the lotus tube to her forehead, meditated devoutly for a moment, and then came to worship in front of the statue of Sanqing God.
Swish, swish, swish!
Snap!
I shook the stick and a bamboo stick fell out.
When the girl picked it up and took a look, her face turned pale and she was frightened.
Sign under.
"How could it be a lottery!?"
The girl panicked.
Wu's mother was also shocked and quickly stepped forward to comfort her, "Mr.... Miss, don't be afraid. There are rumors about gods and ghosts. If you believe them, you may not believe them. We just don't believe them."
But the girl was convinced of this, and there were already tears in her eyes, "But, this is a sign of fortune. Am I really so miserable?"
Su Chen was guessing the identity of this person, but suddenly he saw that he was signing a lot, and he was not surprised but happy.
It’s been a month.
This is the second draw.
Finally here again.
He calmly stepped forward and took the bamboo stick, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Miss, there is no solution to the problem of placing the bamboo stick."
Finished.
Smoke filled his eyes, and a series of images flashed across his eyes.
A richly dressed young man came out of a romantic place and was extremely drunk. In the house he left, there were several girls huddled in the corner, without a single piece of skin on their bodies, looking at the door in fear and despair.
hint!?
Su Chen understood.
Buzz!
The gold list appears again.
[Sign below]
[Core disaster: marital disharmony and desolation after marriage.]
[Lottery Reward: Hundred Years of Martial Arts Practice]
[Resolving disasters: Rewarding the true method "Tai Shang Wang Qing Sword Technique"]
Hundreds of years of martial arts cultivation!
True Sword Technique?!
Su Chen's eyes shone brightly, and his heart was ecstatic.
"This is the lottery that rewards the most skill I have ever encountered, and it actually rewards true methods. I guess it goes beyond the scope of martial arts. Is it used by cultivators?"
"Must get it."
Su Chen held a bamboo stick and made fake calculations.
The girl held her breath and was very nervous, afraid of disturbing Su Chen's calculation.
Wu Ma frowned, she was worried that if Su Chen said 'it can't be explained', the young lady might be provoked and fall ill on the spot.
"I see."
Su Chen said, then smiled.
Seeing him smiling, the girl quickly said: "Taoist Priest, is there any way to resolve this?"
Su Chen nodded and said, "Yes, but it's not easy."
Wu Ma quickly said: "We will be happy to give you any money you need."
Su Chen said: "It's not about money, it's just that this matter involves too much, that's all. Could you please Miss, please discuss it with me in private?"
The girl naturally agreed, as long as she could resolve the marital misfortune, she would do anything.
Wu Ma was a little worried, but fortunately the guards around her gave her some confidence.
The two entered the quiet room.
When the girl sat down, Su Chen clasped his fists and saluted, "I have never met Princess Changle before."
The girl was shocked, "How did the Taoist priest recognize my identity?"
Su Chen didn't hide anything, and said: "Just now you were waiting at the foot of the mountain, and I called you princess."
The girl was even more shocked, "Can you hear the conversation at the foot of the mountain?"
Su Chen smiled and said nothing. Two hundred years of skill allowed him to hear the sound of ants crawling in the corner outside the house.
The girl continued: "My father, the Emperor, has many children, how do you know that I am Chang Le?"
This is tantamount to admission.
Su Chen said: "Princess, please sign, everything is signed."
Princess Li Lizhi of Changle saw that Su Chen was so miraculous and revealed her identity, so she became more confident that he could resolve the issue.
He quickly asked for advice: "Please, Taoist Priest, explain the sign for me and resolve it for me."