In the underground palace of Tianyi City, the Lord of Tianyi City was feeling alone and bored.
He was also very puzzled as to how the assassination of the Minister of Military and Aircraft was leaked.
Why City Lord Tianyi is so sure that there is no possibility of this matter being leaked is because this single task is important and he did it himself.
In order to make this order, the Lord of Tianyi City sneaked into the minister's mansion with several poisons made by [Poison], waiting for the opportunity to choose the best assassination method based on the situation at that time.
After all, Bai Jiuchi has already ordered that this assassination should be as low-key as possible. It is best not to let anyone discover that it is an assassination.
Because Bai Jiuchi wanted to use the death of the military minister to delay time, rather than using his death to attract attention.
Therefore, even the Lord of Tianyi City himself cannot know in advance what method he will use to assassinate his target, let alone others.
And the strangest thing is that just after killing people, the Lord of Tianyi City rushed back to Hangzhou from the capital day and night to resume his life. He had only just arrived in Hangzhou, but everyone in the streets and alleys already knew about the Minister of Military and Aircraft.
Even if the Lord of Tianyi City goes crazy and betrays himself, it will still take time to spread the news.
It was more than two thousand miles from the capital to Hangzhou, and thanks to the strong inner strength of the city lord Tianyi, he rushed for three days and three nights to get there.
Even if it's an eight-hundred-mile expedited trip, it's still at this speed.
As for flying pigeons to deliver messages, the palace's flying pigeons could only fly from Hangzhou City to the palace, and they couldn't fly very far at all (a few dozen miles was the limit for ancient flying pigeons).
It is because of his extremely fast legs and feet that the Lord of Tianyi City can play several roles and appear in different places one after another. Over the years, he has not aroused the suspicion of others, or even his family members.
Now the question arises, how did the secret of his assassination of the Minister of Military and Aircraft get leaked, and how did it become known to everyone in just a few days?
Even though the Lord of Tianyi City was puzzled, Mr. Bai's order was still going to be carried out, even if it was just a pretense.
Therefore, the Lord of Tianyi City ordered a strict investigation of the inner ghost. This time, there was no need for evidence. As long as there was suspicion, he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.
…
Huang Xiaoshi came to Xiaoyao Valley again today, and he brought a nice wild ginseng for Wu Xiazi.
Wuxiazi received him with a smile, but Huang Xiaoshi could see from [looking] that Wuxiazi's complexion this year was far less than last year.
After all, Wu Xiazi is also over eighty years old, and it is rare for people to live eighty years in Youdao.
Even people who practice martial arts usually have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, but at a time when the average life span is only about sixty years old, Wu Xiazi is already considered to have lived a long life.
Huang Xiaoshi vaguely remembered that Wu Xiazi had only been around for a few years. Now he was more concerned about when Wu Xiazi would pass on the [Beiming Divine Art] to his disciples, and when he would give up the position of head of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Let it out.
It stands to reason that the leader should teach the martial arts some time in advance. After all, it takes time to practice martial arts. If the disciple fails to practice well, the master can still give some guidance.
If you have to wait until you are about to die in bed before handing over the martial arts secrets, what should you do if you don't catch your breath and the martial arts are lost?
Huang Xiaoshi also met Weiming. After Weiming broke through in the Battle of Huashan, he had been promoted two levels in a row, and now his level was almost equal to his own.
Now, Huang Xiaoshi and Weiming have a common title, called "Young Heroes".
This title sounds unlucky, but as Huang Xiaoshi knows, anyone who is called a pair of heroes will probably die or be disabled in the end.
Now there is a feeling that a storm is coming in the martial arts world, and no sect feels that they can stay out of it. Huang Xiaoshi came to visit Wu Xiazi this time, also wanting to get a feel for the situation.
Huang Xiaoshi remembered that the martial arts world was about to start preparing to call on all sects to hold a martial arts conference together and then elect the leader of the martial arts alliance.
Of course, it won't be that fast.
After all, the martial arts world has been fragmented for many years. If we want to re-establish the martial arts alliance, not to mention the small sects, there are also big differences among the six major sects.
Who wants to have more than one person in charge?
Moreover, the current situation has changed far beyond the original plot. When the six major sects find that nothing can be done and they need to work together to fight against the Tianlong Sect, I wonder if they can still consolidate the loose martial arts world.
Seeing the world becoming increasingly chaotic, Huang Xiaoshi felt anxious as he still had no clues about his top level internal skills.
If when the world is in chaos and heroes are vying for hegemony, and I am still at this level, I can only sigh: "All calculations are hard work, but it is pity that they are all made up of others."
Of course, since he has arrived at Xiaoyao Valley, Huang Xiaoshi still has to come over and ask.
…
When Wu Xiazi sat down on the chair, Wei Ming brought him a cup of tea. Wang Rong went home after the Chinese New Year, so making tea fell into Wei Ming's hands again.
"Master." Huang Xiaoshi asked Wu Xiazi with a sincere heart: "This disciple has encountered obstacles in his practice recently. No matter how he practices, he can't go any further.
I sincerely ask Master to give me some guidance."
After hearing Huang Xiaoshi's words, Wu Xiazi, who was a little tired, cheered up and said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Xiao Shi, please reach out your hand."
Huang Xiaoshi stretched out his hand in front of Wuxiazi, and Wuxiazi pressed his veins with two fingers.
Then, a warm internal force entered Huang Xiaoshi's body, and it quickly swam away before retreating.
After Wu Xiazi withdrew his fingers, his eyes were slightly closed. After a while, he said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Xiao Shi, do you know that your body is different from other people's?"
Huh?
When Huang Xiaoshi heard this, he quickly shook his head.
"Your body was born weak. You lived a good life when you were young and didn't experience the wind and sun, so you grew very weak." Wu Xiazi said to Huang Xiaoshi.
At this time, Weiming next to him answered and asked: "Master, isn't it a good thing that you haven't experienced the wind and sun? How come you become weak instead?"
Wu Xiazi pointed to the big tree outside the door and said: "How can it stand tall without being exposed to wind and rain? If you keep it in the house, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a potted plant."
"So, Master?" Huang Xiaoshi asked humbly.
"So, your body is not strong." Wu Xiazi said to Huang Xiaoshi, stroking his beard: "In other words, your body bones are not suitable for martial arts training. It is enough to learn some techniques of nourishing qi and strengthening the body.
Who knows, fate plays tricks on people, fate plays tricks on people.
But with such a body and bones, he is also a martial arts wizard with excellent talents.
Things are really unpredictable.”
"This, what Master means is that I should not focus too much on martial arts, lest my body can't bear it?" Huang Xiaoshi finally understood Wu Xiazi's meaning, and he was shocked.
What is going on? The more I practice martial arts, the shorter my life will be?
After Huang Xiaoshi sat quietly and thought for a while, he said to Wu Xiazi: "Master, the disciple has another question.
From the Jiang family in Luoyang City, the [Tiangang Wuji Gong] passed down from our ancestors is an extremely powerful internal skill. I think Jiang Yu from the Jiang family is probably weaker than me, and he seems to be fine."
Wu Xiazi sighed and said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Originally, only Jiang Tianxiong and I talked about this matter.
When Jiang Tianxiong turned 40, I went to Jiang Mansion and happened to see Jiang Yu, who was only ten years old, practicing martial arts.
Jiang Tianxiong asked me to touch Jiang Yu's bones, so I touched his whole body.
Jiang Yu is a child who is also a natural martial arts prodigy, but his body and bones are not suitable for practicing martial arts at all, let alone [Tiangang Wuji Kung Fu].
If the [Tiangang Wuji Kung Fu] is within the tenth level, his body and bones can still bear it, and his life span is sixty or seventy years, so there is no big problem.
But for every additional weight he practices, his lifespan will be shortened by at least three years."
this.
I really heard some amazing secrets.
However, now is not the time to feel sad for the Jiang family. Huang Xiaoshi closed his eyes and recalled a strange phenomenon he had observed before.
When Huang Xiaoshi starts practicing internal skills, each time the character levels up, his health and vitality will increase.
But after I reached level 30, the ratio of the increased health and vitality gradually changed after the character upgraded.
The increase in qi and blood is a lot, but the increase in health is relatively small. After reaching level 40, the health basically does not increase, and only qi and blood increase at each level.
Originally, Huang Xiaoshi thought this was part of the setting, but now it seems that it is not that simple.
Health is not only a numerical value, nor is it just a health bar when being beaten, it should still represent the length of one's lifespan.
After figuring this out, Huang Xiaoshi reacted immediately.
Damn that idiot, let alone whether he will become a troublemaker or not, or whether he will return to his hometown. After knowing how long his death was, Huang Xiaoshi felt uncomfortable all over his body.
After chatting for a while, Huang Xiaoshi said goodbye to Wu Xiazi.
On the way back to Luoyang, Huang Xiaoshi looked a little lonely.
This is the first time he has faced such a difficult life.
Many people often joke that "smoking means chronically shortening one's lifespan" and "staying up late means continuously shortening one's lifespan", but there are many people who smoke and stay up late at the same time.
The core point is that although everyone knows the truth, they always take a chance and feel that if they smoke one more and stay up one more night, it will be fine.
But for someone like Huang Xiaoshi, who can intuitively see his own health, the impact is huge.
3273.
This is your maximum health value.
Although I don’t know how the deduction is made, the higher the number is, the better, preferably 9999, or 99999.
To be honest, Huang Xiaoshi admired Jiang Yu a little.
When a person finds that his health is getting shorter the more he practices martial arts, he can still study hard day and night. This is really a belief that transcends life and death.
Now the question arises, is it necessary for me to do any magic?
Is it worth it to shorten one's lifespan just for the sake of becoming stronger?
Huang Xiaoshi, who has lived two lives, still cannot answer this question.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaoshi was particularly envious of Fang Yunhua, the winner in life. He was just indulging in pure happiness. Isn't he happy?
…
No, not happy at all.
As soon as Fang Yunhua returned to Wudang, he was surrounded by two women.
Fortunately, Fang Yunhua studied and practiced diligently on the road after Huang Xiaoshi passed on the secret book to him. Coupled with his strong comprehension ability, he learned it quickly.
At this time, Fang Yunhua only had pure martial thoughts in his mind.
Half an hour later, Fang Yunhua exited the bedroom with ease.
The results of today's battle were fruitful, which really exceeded Fang Yunhua's imagination.
It was the first time that Fang Yunhua asked Yi Lan to call for stop, and this woman finally had the time to call for stop.
In order to punish Yi Lan, Fang Yunhua continued for three more rounds.
Fang Yunhua, the kingly figure, walked out of the bedroom in a majestic manner and came to Wudang's library with a desireless mood.
The Library is not a top-secret place, but there are piles of various notes collected or handwritten by successive leaders of the Wudang Sect. Each leader of the Wudang Sect is obliged to add content to the Library.
In order to worry about getting dirty, damaged or lost, the library is generally not open to disciples, but disciples who want to check it are also allowed.
This is also an important reason for the Wudang Sect’s everlasting prosperity.
Now, Fang Yunhua, who no longer had any worldly thoughts in his mind and just wanted to swim in the ocean of knowledge, started reading from the notes of Zhang Zhenren, the first generation Wudang master.
The first was Zhang Zhenren's "Five Virtues", then Fang Yunhua flipped through "The Rootless Tree", and finally read "Xuanji Zhizhi", "Meditation Song", and "Xuan Yao Pian".
In less than a quarter of an hour, Fang Yunhua suddenly wanted to struggle ashore from the ocean of knowledge.
Damn it, what are these things written on? I can’t understand them!!
This really cannot be blamed on Fang Yunhua's low cultural level.
I'm afraid that's Fang Yunhua, a loser, but he is also a rare cultural person in this era.
But now there is a problem, that is, there is a huge cultural gap between Fang Yunhua's knowledge reserves and these manuscripts of minutes.
Another situation is that these Taoist classics are originally in the clouds. To understand martial arts from them requires extremely deep Taoist cultivation.
Fang Yunhua has no experience in this area, he can understand a hammer.
This, this, this.
Fang Yunhua looked at the classics in the room, and he was also anxious.
In terms of experience in practicing internal strength, Fang Yunhua is not as good as Huang Xiaoshi.
When Fang Yunhua passed through, this body had already mastered internal energy. He had never received any skills taught by others, and he had never experienced other people's internal energy running around in his body like Huang Xiaoshi.
You said, under such circumstances, how could you let Fang Yunhua understand such profound martial arts?
But my eldest brother has given me a task to integrate the Wudang sect’s martial arts. What should I do?
Soon, lying master Fang Yunhua quickly came up with a solution.
The next day, Fang Yunhua found a few juniors who could write well and were honest and diligent, and summoned them to the library to copy books.
We Wudang disciples not only have to practice martial arts, but more importantly, we have to study Taoist classics.
Come, each of you will copy me a copy of Zhang Zhenren's manuscript. I will check it after three days. If you make a mistake in a word, you will be punished by standing still for an hour.
Three days later, Master Fang tested the disciples one by one. Yes, they all wrote very well, especially Junior Brother Cush, who copied two copies.
Afterwards, Fang Yunhua packed up these re-copied manuscripts and sent them all to Huang Xiaoshi.
Done.
During the epidemic, Qidian sent everyone a free leave request note, but I never used it and it became invalid.