The qi and blood in his body surged, and the dragon in his heart let out a loud and long roar. Tang Xuanming felt a billowing heat rushing from head to toe.
No part of his limbs felt uncomfortable, and his body made a crackling sound like a firecracker exploding.
All flesh, flesh, and bones are changing. It is not as painful as when he entered the Qin Dynasty, nor is it like the torture when the majestic essence suddenly merges with the altar.
He has started practicing the Ant King method several times, but this is the first time he has started slowly, and the taste is very different from before.
It was not as violent as before, and this time it seemed more relaxed and comfortable to get started.
Lifting your body bit by bit seems extremely smooth and natural.
When you are truly successful, you feel extremely comfortable and free.
It was the thirteenth day that he left Lin'an City. Four of the dozens of carriages following him were already empty. As his body became stronger and his qi and blood became more and more powerful, his knowledge of these medicinal materials
The demand is higher.
He suspected that the precious medicinal materials accumulated over hundreds of years in the Song Dynasty might at best allow him to condense leopard patterns, but he would not be able to do it at any higher level.
"The wolf pattern in this world is equivalent to the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong. If you reach that level, you can be invincible in the world. There is no need to pursue higher levels. As long as you can kill Kublai Khan..."
As we get closer and closer to Xiangyang City, there are more and more people with swords and swords around. Guo Jing, the lord of Xiangyang City, posts a hero post.
He himself is a top-notch martial arts master in the Central Plains, and he can even overthrow the entire Quanzhen by himself.
In addition, Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, is his wife, and his position in the world is very important, not to say that no one can match him, but that's about it.
For his age, there is no one in the world who can compete with him.
Not to mention that Huang Rong's father is Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Great Masters of the Central Plains. That kind of mythical figure takes advantage of people in the world to fascinate him.
Regardless of whether they are interested in Guo Jing's ambition to defend the city to the death, most Jianghu people are willing to attend the banquet that is said to unite all Jianghu people, not to mention Guo Jing's pledge to defend the city to the death in Xiangyang City, and then go around the world to brag about having witnessed it
Having seen Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, this is also a skill that can make people look at him in a new light.
Tang Xuanming was going to attend the Heroes Conference, but not for the so-called martial arts leader.
The corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he called out to the cavalry commander who had been patrolling beside him and not far away, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army who was always ready for orders: "Dong Jian, bring me an invitation to the Heroes Conference."
"Yes! The general will send someone to Xiangyang City to ask the Lord of Xiangyang for an invitation."
Tang Xuanming nodded and jolted in the carriage for more than ten days. Although he was practicing most of the time, he still felt a little bored.
He simply got out of the carriage and rode a war horse, which surprised Dong Jian, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army.
"I never thought that adults can actually ride horses?"
Thinking of the Mohist leaders who served as his masters during the Qin Dynasty, as well as the sword master, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but smile.
But thinking of Pai Lin and others who were living and dying in the wilderness, his face quickly returned to calm and said: "Speed up, I want to go to Xiangyang City to see what the Lord Guo who has been criticized by countless people looks like?"
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The Heroes Conference not only called on countless martial arts people to jointly resist the Mongols, but it was also a time for the replacement of old and new leaders of the Beggar Gang. Therefore, the entire Xiangyang City was filled with beggars in simple clothes, just like countless refugees emerging during a famine.
But when Tang Xuanming walked into this important military town, this was what he saw.
And what Dong Jian, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, saw was another scene.
The walls of Xiangyang City are tall and thick, and the soldiers guarding them have wary expressions and vague murderous intent. They are obviously good soldiers.
The soldiers guarding the city gate were strong and well-equipped with armor. This was an extremely unusual scene in the Song Dynasty army where it was common practice to falsely report the number of soldiers and secretly sell off their weapons.
"Sir, the invitation has been received."
"Well, then you just follow my instructions. I'm going to Lujiazhuang to see the Heroes Conference."
Tang Xuanming got off his horse and quickly blended into the crowd.
He had a long sword slanted on his waist. It was of a simple style and looked no different from the martial arts people around him who were preparing to attend the Heroes Conference with guns and swords.
His face was young, and his clothes were ordinary. Although his clothes were luxurious, his arms and hands did not have calluses formed by martial arts.
The simple-looking long sword at his waist was noticeable, but the scabbard was made of wood. Many people in the world who were attracted to him curled their lips in disdain when they saw this.
Even the scabbard is made of wood, not to mention the sword inside.
In addition, there were no family elders around Tang Xuanming when he attended a grand event such as the Wulin Conference. Although his appearance was not slovenly, he was still handsome, which attracted many heroes and heroines to look back.
But the old man who has been traveling in the world for many years can tell at a glance that this is a down-and-out knight errant. He borrowed a set of luxurious clothes from somewhere and planned to come to the Heroes Conference to eat and drink.
Every time a Jianghu conference is held, there are many such figures.
Some family elders looked at Tang Xuanming with wise eyes and taught the younger generation around them: "Don't be attracted by the young man's luxurious clothes, and don't look at the simple shape of the sword on his waist, thinking that he has an extraordinary life experience and family heritage.
Yuanyuan, this is a down and out wanderer."
"how come?"
The young disciple felt that Tang Xuanming had an extraordinary demeanor and was very out of the ordinary. He thought it was the young knight from that family who was going out to make friends.
The old man touched the beard on his chin and said leisurely: "You must see people thoroughly."
"Please give me some advice, Third Uncle!"
The young man with the sword asked respectfully. This attitude made the old man secretly nod and commented carefully: "Look at the young man's clothes. It seems that the silk and satin specially supplied by the Wang family shop are pursued by the princes and nobles of Lin'an City. Ordinary people."
I simply can’t afford to wear it, and I don’t dare to wear it.”
The young man was immediately shocked and said: "To be so valuable, doesn't that mean his identity is different?"
The old man smiled and shook his head and said: "No, no, a set of clothes customized by Wang's shop requires at least ten taels of gold, and there is no market for it. Ordinary people are not qualified to wear it, nor can they afford it."
"But it is precisely because of this that countless clothing shops imitate that style and provide it to the elegant literati."
"If he were dressed like this in Lin'an City at the feet of the Emperor, I would naturally think it is real, but this is already a border far away from the imperial city. How could such good clothes be spread here?"
Having said this, the old man shook his head and said: "Based on this alone, I can tell that this is just a low-ranking ranger whose family is in trouble."
"So that's it!"
The old man's voice was not quiet, he did not hide it, and even deliberately increased the volume.
The young heroes and girls who originally looked at Tang Xuanming with curious eyes suddenly turned to contempt, and they didn't even bother to look at the young man.