After confirming the exchange of skills, Song Lu began to write "Zhen Wu Xuan Gong" silently.
Although the content of this exercise book is not very large, just over 6,000 words, Song and Lu were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they planned to stay overnight and leave early tomorrow morning.
Because for the brand-new practice method of "Qiankun Fist", they need Li Yizhi's step-by-step guidance to quickly get started and understand.
Although the secret book is very detailed, it is not as good as someone teaching it.
As for "Zhen Wu Xuan Gong", Li Yizhi also needed Song Lu to explain it again so that he would not understand it wrongly.
"Zhenwu Xuan Gong" also emphasizes "meaning". When practicing, you need to imagine yourself as a Xuanwu, breathing spiritual energy towards the heaven and earth. This is different from "Mountain Pushing Palm" where you imagine yourself as a sacred mountain. Therefore, in terms of the efficiency of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth,
, far more than that.
At the same time, the core method of compressing the true energy of "Zhenwu Xuan Gong" is completely different from the cyclone mode of "Tuishan Palm". It controls the true energy in the body to turn into the shape of basalt, and then simulates the basalt to absorb the true energy.
, condensed into true essence.
This process is a great test of man’s ‘god’.
In other words, people who are born with powerful "gods" will get twice the result with half the effort by practicing "Zhenwu Xuan Gong". This is almost tailor-made for Li Yizhi.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Li Yizhi put down "Zhenwu Xuan Gong" and slowly closed his eyes. He was ready to practice some and try out the effect.
The fundamental of practicing "Zhen Wu Xuan Gong" is to imagine yourself as a Xuan Wu, swallowing spiritual energy towards the heaven and earth.
This may be difficult for ordinary people.
But for Li Yizhi, it was very easy because he had the ability to think concretely and could directly visualize the image of Xuanwu in his mind and then replace it with his body.
This method is far better than imagining yourself as Xuanwu.
Just like when he followed Chen Zhen to learn the bear pile technique, he could stand in the city transformation realm for the first time, and it was lifelike. However, Chen Zhen had been standing in the pile method for more than ten years, but he still couldn't touch it.
As his mind moved, a ferocious Xuanwu appeared in Li Yizhi's mind. It was ups and downs in the endless sea, raising its head and swallowing.
Immediately, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into majestic air currents, which penetrated into Li Yizhi's body from all directions, then sank into the Dantian and turned into true energy.
It's just that this true energy didn't stay in the Dantian for long before it came out and integrated into the flesh and blood of the whole body.
"'Zhenwu Xuan Gong' is indeed one of the three secret arts of the Song family. The speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is at least three times that of 'Tuishan Palm'."
Li Yizhi was delighted, and immediately he immersed himself in cultivation.
A large amount of spiritual energy was converted into true energy, and then integrated into his body, causing his body to grow rapidly. Li Yizhi felt that at this speed of cultivation, he would be able to break through again in less than a month.
Time passes slowly, the moon sets and the sun rises, another day comes.
After breakfast, Li Yizhi sent Song Shidao and the others out of the city. They were transporting salt to Sichuan and could not stay longer.
Outside the east gate of the city, Li Yizhi and Song Shidao said goodbye.
"Yizhi, there's no need to send it away, please come back."
Song Shidao cupped his hands and said, while Song Yuzhi was reluctant to leave.
"Take care of yourself all the way, please!"
Li Yizhi saw Song Shidao and the others off before turning back to the city.
Just as he entered the city, a middle-aged man with a cold face stood in front of him, it was Yu Wenhuaji.
Li Yizhi was secretly shocked, and his first reaction was that his identity was exposed.
But then he calmed down, because he had just gone through all the details, and Yu Wenhuaji had no reason to recognize him.
Li Yizhi frowned slightly, cupped his hands and said, "General, why do you want to block my way?"
Both Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked nervous and wary.
Yu Wenhuaji's expression was indifferent. He glanced at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling indifferently, and then said to Li Yizhi: "You must be a painting sage. I have been ordered by the emperor to invite you to the palace to paint your majesty's portrait."
Li Yizhi knew that he could not shirk this matter, so he could only nod and said: "Then we have the labor manager, shall we go now?"
"Of course it's not too late. You must know that during this period, His Majesty has urged you several times, but you have been very calm. You didn't show up until today, ignoring the imperial edict. If I hadn't sent someone to keep an eye on the Song family,
I’m afraid I still can’t find you.”
Although Yu Wenhua's voice was calm, the coldness in his words was clearly evident.
During this period, everything went wrong for him.
First, the "Secret of Immortality" was taken away, causing him to be scolded by Yang Guang. Then, the palace treasury was stolen, resulting in a loss of nearly 50,000 taels of gold, and all other precious medicinal materials were stolen.
Yu Wenhua and the Imperial Guards General of the Palace naturally bear full responsibility.
More importantly, another Korean assassin later sneaked into the palace and wanted to assassinate Yang Guang.
Although it was unsuccessful in the end, it frightened Yang Guang. Afterwards, Yang Guang became furious and scolded Yu Wenhuaji bloody.
Therefore, in order to please Yang Guang and restore his image, he had to send a large number of people to look for painting saints everywhere, hoping to make up for his mistakes.
However, the whereabouts of Li Yizhi were elusive and could not be found at all. The only clue was that the young master and the young lady of the Song family had entertained each other.
Therefore, after he heard that the Song family's salt ship was docked at the dock yesterday, he immediately asked someone to follow it, and finally found Li Yizhi.
After searching for so long, Yu Wenhuaji was naturally unhappy. If Yang Guang hadn't wanted to see him, he would have killed him with one blow, expressing his frustration. He was just a lowly painter anyway.
Li Yizhi said calmly: "The manager is serious. Li is just an unknown person. The court is too far away from me, and I don't know that His Majesty has issued an imperial edict. Otherwise, I would have taken the initiative to enter the palace."
Yu Wenhuaji snorted in disbelief, turned around and left.
Li Yizhi gave Kou Zhong a few words, then chased after him, quickly got into a carriage, and headed towards Jiangdu Palace.
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Jiangdu Palace.
After a strict physical examination to ensure that there was nothing dangerous on him, Li Yizhi was brought into the main hall by a chamberlain to meet Yang Guang.
Stepping into the main hall, Li Yizhi saw Yang Guang sitting on the dragon throne.
Under the dragon throne, there is a dragon platform thirty or forty meters wide. It is filled with beautiful concubines, Ji'e, at least fifty or sixty people. Stars surround the dragon throne high up like a moon, serving Yang.
Eat a lot of fruit.
Under the steps of Longtai, a middle-aged man with a powerful figure stood proudly. It was Dugu Sheng of the Dugu Clan. He was Yang Guang's bodyguard.
Yang Guang's face was as pale as a dead person, his eyes were sunken, and his lips were black. Anyone could tell that he was at the end of his life and that he did not have much time left.
Without looking much, Li Yizhi walked into the hall, bowed and said: "Li Yizhi, a common man, pays homage to Your Majesty."
Yang Guang smiled wildly, touched the breast of the concubine beside him, then sat up slightly and looked towards His Highness.
Then, he straightened his face and asked, "What kind of painting saint are you? Why didn't you come to the palace until now?"
Although Yang Guang was close to death, the majesty of his questioning came towards Li Yizhi like a violent storm.
The entire hall fell silent instantly!
Even the previously dissolute concubines have restrained themselves, not to mention His Highness's chamberlains and other officials.
Everyone's eyes were turned towards Li Yizhi, like countless sharp swords, seemingly trying to pierce him.
Encountering such a scene, even Yu Wenhuaji would probably be frightened.
In fact, Yu Wenhuaji, who was standing aside, did feel moved, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
He was just a painter, but he dared to despise Yang Guang's imperial edict. He simply didn't know how to write the word "death".