Inside the stone house, four guards took off their armor at this time, with their upper bodies naked, their muscles flexing, bulging out their bags, and making twisted postures. They were practicing in full swing.
The breath is like a bellows, the whole body is like a furnace, and the surface of the skin flashes with dots of iron-black color.
But he is experimenting with the Iron Wall Technique created by Meng Zhao, and the progress is quite good. Not only is he getting started, but he is also starting to condense his iron body.
In addition to having very good qualities and a lot of medicinal power required for cultivation in his body, he also gave personal guidance to Meng Zhao and used his true energy to stimulate changes in the circulation of qi and blood in his body, so that he could achieve such a state of progress.
Similar to the incomplete version of initiation, a stupid pig can become a talented person.
These four guards actually had the idea of hugging each other from the beginning, so they served Meng Zhao conscientiously.
I didn't expect to get a side martial arts, and I practiced it very quickly and even more eagerly.
These soldiers are not so ambitious. They just want to eat this bowl of rice, save some money in the future, save their lives and retire, marry a wife and have a son, that will be enough.
It doesn’t matter whether this Iron Wall Technique has any future or whether it has any hidden dangers, just practice it and you’re done.
What's more important is that they know very well that this martial arts was created from scratch by General Lu Yang, and was deduced based on the existing training resources of the Divine Power Army and his own martial arts experience.
They are also one of the participants. At least they provided all the medicinal properties in the military camp, which can be regarded as an honor.
You know, in just one day, they can create their own martial arts, and after practicing, their strength has improved.
A great martial arts master is nothing more than that. With such a miraculous talent and martial arts wisdom, he is truly a god.
Meng Zhao stood aside, his eyes glowing with purple light, peering into the Qi nodes of the four people's practice. At the same time, he used his fingers as needles to shoot Qi energy into the four people's bodies, giving them guidance on the essentials of practice.
After a long period of time, the four of them were sweating profusely, a dense white mist appeared above their heads, and the skin and fascia all over their bodies seemed to be burned red, before they slowly came to an end.
The method of cultivation is more about relaxation and relaxation. If you practice hard, you will easily hurt yourself.
Meng Zhao pondered for a moment, lowered his head and wrote down something, but he regarded these four people as test subjects, and continued to improve the Iron Wall Technique to achieve greater universality.
There will be five thousand people practicing in the future, and he does not have the time or energy to guide them one by one. He must adapt to the masses.
You must know that this martial arts itself is 60-70% deduced by him with his own martial arts wisdom, and then deduced and improved using the Divine Mirror. It cannot be said to be perfect, and it is difficult to be changed.
It can be seen that the depth of Meng Zhao's martial arts wisdom cannot be measured by simple innateness.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the stone house.
A guard sent an order, saying that guard general Hong Tian was about to see Lu Yang and send an invitation.
One of the guards hurriedly put on his armor, went out, accepted the invitation, and returned to the house to hand it to Meng Zhao.
Then the four people did not dare to stay in the room and slowly retreated.
Meng Zhaoze took a look at the invitation. In addition to marking the specific time, he also wrote a few phrases.
He probably said that Si Peng has almost solved Xiang Qing's troubles in the past few days, so he can rest assured and boldly stay in the camp, and everyone will be a family in the future.
At the same time, he also stated that when the time comes, he will help comfort and coordinate the five thousand Danchi warriors so that he can adapt to life in the camp in the shortest possible time.
Hong Tianzheng is the person Meng Zhao is most interested in in the Shenwei Army camp.
On the night when she met him, Meng Zhao was prepared for the other party to come to his door and for the two of them to have a long talk.
It can be regarded as a follow-up to the understanding and mutual touching at that time.
But Hong Tianzheng is indeed a talented person. He can keep his composure and has not taken any action. It was only today that he sent an invitation to invite him to talk.
This shows that the other party did not dare to guarantee that Meng Zhao would definitely stay and become his own.
Therefore, I am unwilling to communicate more and get involved too deeply, so as not to draw swords against each other in the future and be in a dilemma.
Now that the major issues have been decided, there are no worries about future troubles, and it seems that it is time for the two parties to contact each other.
Before dinner in the evening, Meng Zhao ordered two guards to take him to visit Hong Tianzheng's residence.
Compared to the large camp where Hong Tian was working that day, the place where he lived was a mansion that highlighted his identity and status. In this mountain with limited space utilization, it was also a highlight.
The building of the house is very different from the tall gated courtyards outside. It is still mainly in a simple style, but the basic facilities are available and the materials are also very sophisticated. It is definitely comfortable to live in.
In addition, Meng Zhao also paid special attention to the soldiers guarding inside and outside the mansion. In terms of bravery, they may not be so brave, but they have a robot-like sense of integrity and discipline.
This actually means that if you are well trained, every move and every move will show a full sense of discipline and strong obedience. If you form a military formation in the future, it will definitely be far better than the soldiers who charge into the formation simply by their bravery.
No wonder Si Peng told Meng Zhao before that among the elite soldiers commanded by the six generals, Hong Tianzheng’s command was the strongest, and indeed he had a few tricks up his sleeve.
What makes Meng Zhao even more surprised is that there is a woman in this house.
Several little maids were washing clothes in the yard, chattering and talking. They looked tender and cute, and their rosy cheeks were like red apples, which made people want to take a bite.
This is not Meng Zhao's idea, but the idea expressed by the fire-breathing eyes of his two personal guards.
Isn't there a saying that goes like this, after serving in the army for three years, a sow will compete with a Diao Chan.
It can be seen how a group of energetic soldiers who have been isolated from the outside world for a long time will react greatly when they see such a charming little girl.
It's a pity that these maids are all from Hong Tianzheng's house. With his status as the sixth general of the army, no one dares to have evil thoughts about these little girls. At most, they will have some evil thoughts in their hearts.
These little girls also caused Meng Zhao's impression of Hong Tianzheng to change drastically. He originally thought he was a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous man, and there was a high probability that he was the body of a star, the star of his destiny. p>
As a result, in the army, he also raised a delicate and lovely little maid, which simply ruined his image.
From a perfect general to a lustful person, the white jade has only a few flaws.
After passing through the courtyard, led by the guards, we entered the main room on the north side of the main house and saw Hong Tianzheng in a white shirt.
Meng Zhao immediately bowed his hands and said,
"Lu Yang has met General Hong."
The main hall is very large, cut into three parts by an inner door and a screen.
Hong Tianzheng was sitting on a Taishi chair in the outermost room, holding a scroll of bamboo slips and watching, very fascinated.
After hearing what Meng Zhao said, he put down the bamboo slips in his hand, waved his hand, and pushed back the guards who were leading the way. The door was closed, and only the two of them came out of the same space together.
"General Lu, please take a seat first. The kitchen will prepare the food and wine soon. You and I will sit down and chat later. We will take a rest now."