The blind man disappeared, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and the moon and stars were sparse outside the window.
It's still night...
Maybe I went to bed too early. Everyone fell asleep during the dinner. I don’t know what time it is now.
I roughly felt the state of my body, and it was still quite painful, but it basically didn’t affect getting out of bed and walking... Being able to fall to the ground so quickly after being stabbed in the chest, the medicine of the Four Symbols Sect has indeed begun to become a fantasy...
Of course, it has something to do with the achievement of the Blood Shura Body. Although the Blood Shura Body is not defensive, it is at least thicker than the normal body. Its life energy and blood are also extremely strong, and its ability to resist attacks and recover is much stronger.
We really should raise the Blood Shura Body further...
I have fought many times beyond the level, or I can say that I am victorious at the same level now. In addition to my knowledge of sword skills, it has a lot to do with the blood Shura body. After all, my strength is stronger than those of the same level. This is the basis for my performance.
Judging from the situation of this battle, the invulnerability of the corpse demon can be roughly regarded as a special physique. If the world changes drastically in the future and everyone has various special physiques, I will no longer stand out and have no advantage.
On the contrary, the disadvantage should be highlighted - after all, my meridians are still slightly weaker than ordinary people. I solved this problem to the extent that I can practice the first secret well, but what next? It should be insufficient.
The blind man's meaning is very clear. No matter how the situation in the world changes, you alone cannot play a big role. The most important thing for him is to improve his own practice.
In fact, it was only the first month for Zhao Changhe to open the first-level secret treasure. He entered the list in early February, and it has only been a month and a half so far. In his heart, it is inevitable that he has a subconscious feeling of "I have just reached this position, let's stop for a while." But in the eyes of a blind man,
This stage is no different from the small stage of one or two levels at the entrance, there is nothing to stop...
The vision is different.
Now that the secret-level skills of the Blood Evil Technique are available, the next step of upgrading the Blood Shura Body is also known. It is indeed possible to go straight to the second-level secret. Including the star mind required for sword-making, it should be like this
A path can be opened at one stage.
If there is a serious separation between this world and the previous era, then the steps connecting the two are various secret realms. Among them, there are ethnic groups like the Ancient Spirit Clan, which contains a lot of things suitable for exploration at this stage.
There may be many ethnic groups like this, such as the Sea Clan, but the one with the deepest roots is the Ancient Spirit Clan... You really should go and take a walk.
But I always feel that the world is undergoing great changes. Is it appropriate to go to a large-scale dungeon at this time and hide from the outside world? I don’t know how many months it will take...
Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment and walked to the window.
Suddenly, I was stunned. Under the moonlight, there was a bottle of medicine on the table on the window sill, and there was actually a bowl of medicinal soup.
Zhao Changhe picked up the medicinal soup, smelled it, and took a sip. The medicinal soup was just warm.
This preparation... a thick evening makeup style. She taught me all my medical knowledge and pharmacology, and I can recognize it after just one sip.
A scene emerged in Zhao Changhe's mind. Tang Wanzhuang finished the socializing, hurriedly hid in the house, brewed the medicine with his own hands, secretly brought it over at night, and entered through the window.
Then she looked at him sleeping without disturbing him, carefully put the medicine aside, looked back, and left gently.
Just thinking of such a picture can make people feel soft in their hearts.
Zhao Changhe thought for a while, drank the medicine in one gulp, pushed out the door, and planned to talk to Tang Wanzhuang.
I don't know whether it's about follow-up thoughts or love. I don't know at the moment.
In fact, he could have thought a little deeper.
Tang Wanzhuang not only boiled the medicine with her own hands and brought it over, but also stood in the room under the moonlight and quietly watched his sleeping state for half an hour.
Before leaving, she even touched his face... then she stopped her hand as if she was electrocuted, and quickly left through the window.
If Zhao Changhe knew such a scene, he would probably feel like he was floating when he walked...
As he walked out, he realized that he had no idea which courtyard Tang Wanzhuang lived in.
This was the former Kuaiji Prefect's Mansion, and later the Maitreya Cult Master's Mansion. After Tang Buqi moved in, it obviously went through a major purge. Now there are no servants in the mansion at all. Ying Wu, Cui Yang and others all live by themselves, and there is no need for servants or guards.
, leading to the fact that even if you want to find someone to ask questions, you will not be able to find him for a while.
Let go of your five senses and listen carefully. There are still noises in the city. Tang Buqi directs the finishing work and cleans up the remaining Maitreya party members in the city. He works until late at night...
It’s really not easy, this guy... I don’t know if he’s back to rest now.
Zhao Changhe sighed, and ran straight to the main courtyard in a flash.
As for Tang Buqi's aunt, she must have arranged for her to live in the main house, so there's no need to ask.
Zhao Changhe quietly arrived at the main courtyard of the back house, but there were still no servants. The moonlight was shining like water in the courtyard, and a stone table glowed with a quiet light, and there were still residual tea on it that had not been cleaned.
When he came to Kuaiji for a decisive battle, Bao Qin was obviously not there. He imagined the scene of Tang Wanzhuang drinking tea alone in the courtyard and sighing at the moon. Zhao Changhe felt more and more itchy in his heart, so he gently stepped forward and knocked on the door.
She must not have slept. The medicinal soup just now was still warm. It was obvious that she had just come back not long ago.
There was a knock on the door, and as expected, the sound of rustling clothes was heard inside, and the door opened with a creak.
Zhao Changhe's smile froze on his face.
Tang Buqi's big face appeared in front of him, with a pair of sleepy dark circles under his eyes, and he asked helplessly: "Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"
Damn it, you actually use the main house for yourself. I never expected that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are so filial...
Zhao Changhe coughed twice: "I was recovering from my injuries and fell into a coma. When I woke up, it was all dark. You are the commander-in-chief. Of course I should talk to you about everything. Well, I thought your cultivation was advanced and you didn't need to sleep much. Didn't you bother me?"
Tang Buqi sighed: "I just went to bed and got ready to rest...it's nothing, let's just talk."
After saying that, he went to the stone table to make tea: "This is where Master Yuancheng came to visit just now for tea, and I didn't even have the energy to clean it up."
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe sat aside and opened his wine gourd: "Stop boiling water and drink some wine?"
Tang Buqi smiled and said: "That's right, I forgot that you are not as interested in tea as wine."
In fact, Zhao Changhe is also interested in tea now, but he just doesn't want to waste time boiling water, so he just makes a few remarks and then withdraws...
He poured wine for Tang Buqi as if nothing had happened, and sighed: "Unexpectedly, now you have become a famous general in Daxia..."
Tang Buqi said: "I'm not a famous general. To be honest, I can't show my level in fighting the Maitreya Sect. If I really fight against the Wang family one day, I can probably verify my quality."
"I feel like Wang Zhaoling can't beat you, at least he doesn't have your battle experience."
"There are a lot of people in the Wang family who have fought against barbarians." Tang Buqi did not say this, but instead said: "Speaking of which, wasn't I afraid of death at the beginning? I was worried that one person and one sword could travel around the world and die at any time without knowing where he died...
Now I find that directing battles is actually more suitable for me. After all, there are not many times when the commander-in-chief personally rushes into battle. When it is really necessary, I am not afraid."
"Because this is a battle that I have planned and prepared for. Do you feel confident?"
"Almost..." Tang Buqi said with a smile: "Although deep down I still envy Jianghu's chic... Ha, maybe it's not suitable for me from the beginning to the end. That is a stage prepared for people like you."
"No, aren't you very suitable for riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, wearing red sleeves all over the house? This is also a chic and unrestrained way."
Tang Buqi looked at him sideways: "Is this why you are messing around with women?"
Zhao Changhe sipped his wine and said nothing.
Tang Buqi was terribly sleepy and said blearily: "I'm too lazy to talk to you now. Why are you talking to me about these stupid things in the middle of the night? If you have anything serious to say, hurry up. I want to sleep..."
I actually just want to ask you where your aunt lives. Can I ask now? Will you draw a sword and stab me?
Zhao Changhe was searching for topics when he heard Tang Wanzhuang's voice coming from outside the hospital: "Why don't you two rest? Are you drinking here in the middle of the night? Do you still need your health?"
Turning around to look, Tang Wanzhuang walked leisurely from outside. Under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as a phantom.
Tang Buqi was about to accuse me of not caring about my health. I just went to bed after a tired day and this guy came here out of nowhere and made a lot of praise without knowing what he was doing...
As a result, before the words came out, Zhao Changhe said first: "My minor injury has been carefully prepared with medicine, and it is almost healed... I was bored at night, so I went out for a walk, and happened to be neither in bed nor in bed, so I chatted about old things, and it was quite congenial...
…”
Tang Buqi: "..."
Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes turned on the two people's faces a few times, seeming to be smiling: "Buqi worked very hard today, let him rest first, you brothers can talk about it tomorrow. Come with me, let me take a look
Your injury."
Tang Buqi blurted out: "No, I'm in good spirits. Auntie, why don't you stay alone with him and have a drink together?"
The dog man and woman stared at him together and said in unison: "What's wrong with the juniors when the adults are talking? Go to sleep!"
Tang Buqi is inexplicably sad and angry. You don’t want to act anymore, right?