"It's really amazing. It's a good thing that woman underestimated me, otherwise she might have really fallen into trouble."
Returning to the temporary bedroom, Wang Jian washed away the dirt and sweat stains on her body with emotion on her face.
That woman is so strong, she didn't show it at all in the previous battle.
But in the same way, he doesn't think that he is inferior to the other party. It's just a matter of cultivation.
Once his cultivation level catches up, even if he has just stepped into the ranks of first-class warriors, he will not show any fear to the opponent.
After rinsing, I drank a glass of snake gall wine and finished a small bowl of medicinal food made from 500-year-old ginseng, elephant bones, and dinosaur meat. Then I sat down and started practicing.
When the powerful tonic enters the stomach, it immediately melts and forms a warm current that travels throughout the body.
The heart is pounding, stimulating the stomach, small intestine, large intestine, etc. to work at full capacity to digest and absorb these nutrients.
These nutrients are integrated into the blood, or are refined by internal forces and integrated into it.
The internal energy that had dried up immediately recovered at an extremely fast speed.
The seven opened meridians were also quickly filled up, and returned to the Dantian, gathering rapidly.
An hour passed, when Dongfang's belly turned pale and his cultivation was completely restored.
He did not stop, but continued to practice. His internal strength was still improving, but the speed was obviously much slower than the recovery.
The cultivation of inner strength is like writing a chapter of a novel, and the use of inner strength is like deleting words.
But as long as you undo it, the text can be restored very quickly.
When you want to continue writing, you have to type out each word one by one, and the difficulty naturally increases infinitely.
But when the consumption is very heavy and then recovered, it is like a dry body, the demand for nutrients increases, and the speed of cultivation is much faster than usual.
This practice not only increased his cultivation level, but also consolidated his foundation and solidified his foundation.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, he stopped practicing, ate a few steamed buns, and silently recalled the battle last night.
Comparing it with Chen Jinnan's method, I feel that the gains are not small.
I felt like I had digested some food, so I continued to practice "Shocking Baili" one move at a time.
He discovered that compared to the feminine strength of Wudang Mianzhang, he was obviously more suitable for this set of unique palm techniques.
When time is limited, it is natural to spend more time on this palm technique first, even if it is just one move.
In the battle with the saint's subordinate last night, he used exactly this trick.
At that time, it was very powerful, and it also allowed him to temporarily realize something.
Now that I have digested this insight, my learning efficiency has accelerated a lot.
Warriors progress in different ways. Some just need to sit cross-legged and advance like a genius. For example, Long'er, the saint of Shenlong Cult, has reached the peak of first-class warriors in just twenty years, and she is not afraid of facing Chen Jinnan.
Others need to fight constantly, and their wild fighting spirit drives their own cultivation to continuously improve.
There are many people in this field, and the protagonists of many novels are like this.
Wang Jian doesn't know who he is, but he doesn't look like a genius. If he didn't have so many resources, he would be nothing.
It's hard to find some opportunities now, so of course you can't miss them.
Practicing over and over again, Wang Jian gained more understanding of this palm and gradually became a little more comfortable with it.
Dragon Subduing Palm focuses on the use of power and strength, and the subtlety of the moves is not the focus.
The more he practices, the deeper his understanding becomes. When he performs it, his power gradually increases, the power becomes greater, and his movements become smoother.
He is not particularly familiar with some of the tricks for luck, and is slowly figuring them out through training.
Although he was the eunuch of the Imperial Pharmacy, it was arranged by Obai, and he was not actually needed to do anything.
It is nothing more than giving him a channel to enter the palace and monitor Xuan Ye.
So he is free and no chores affect him.
He sincerely lamented that big forces are different. Whatever requests and plans they have, there are always people to help them, which saves them a lot of trouble.
It's not like when he is alone, he has to calculate one by one. However, his brain is not enough, so he often makes mistakes.
After practicing all morning and taking a nap, Wang Jian dressed up and left the residence.
With what happened yesterday, I have a certain understanding of some of the roads in the palace, not to mention the confusion records.
Unknowingly, I touched the position over the imperial study room.
But he was stopped halfway, so he didn't dare to force his way through, so he could only wander around the perimeter to familiarize himself with the environment.
He also discovered that although there were five posts and one sentry at ten steps in the palace, most of them were actually on the periphery.
In the core position, the number of sentries has been greatly reduced, and many places are unguarded.
He couldn't explain why, but he probably wanted to avoid too many men in the palace.
After walking around for a while, I felt a little bored.
The defense in the Imperial Study Room is too tight. If you go over there rashly, you will be alert even if nothing happens.
He specifically purchased the identity of Obai's confidant, not for any other reason, but to plot against Obai and the emperor.
He knew very well that to overthrow a court, it was not enough to just kill the powerful officials. Even killing Obai was purely to help the emperor. Chen Jinnan, the leader of the anti-Qing Dynasty and restoration of the Ming Dynasty, became a knife in others' hands.
In the original plot, Obai was killed, and the power in the court was immediately taken back by the emperor, which shows how many tricks he had done secretly.
And if we just kill the emperor, once Oboi takes power, he might be able to suppress the court and monopolize power with his power.
This would make the situation even worse, and I don't know how many of my own people would die under his butcher's knife.
Therefore, the best solution is for the two of them to die together.
In order for both of them to be destroyed, the Qing court's potential would have to be consumed, so naturally he had to instigate it.
But how to do it specifically? With his brain, which is not much bigger than a walnut, he really can't think of a reason.
So he had a headache, and now he also feels that the system is too confusing.
He is not a strategic talent at all. His brain is not strong enough, and he has no means. What should he do?
It's better to issue the task directly and just follow the steps.
I patted my head and was about to do something when I saw a petite figure walking by not far away.
The man was wearing a hat, was petite, dressed in men's clothing, and held a fan in his hand.
Of course, such a dress will not cause any problems when it appears outside, but this is the palace. Besides guard uniforms and eunuch uniforms, who would wear men's clothing?
Even emperors mostly wear dragon robes.
What I usually wear is not like this.
When Wang Jian was asking questions, he saw the man's face turning around.
A very familiar face, delicate and charming, even in men's clothing.
It goes without saying that this girl is definitely Princess Jianning.
When the other party saw him, he seemed to see a delicate smile like a prey, like a fox. No matter how he looked, he was more tempting than the prototype Qiu Shuzhen.
"Hey, are you new here, little eunuch? I've never seen you before!"
Princess Jianning came over with a smile and said with a smile. Her bright eyes showed a cunning look, and she knew at a glance that she had not made a good idea.