In the martial arts arena, strong winds roared one after another, and Wu Ming was seen moving around like a dragon. His palms were flying around, and he was breathing hard, bringing up puffs of dust and mist. Summit 23S.
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If you observe carefully, you will definitely find that when he waves his palms, the muscles of his arms are trembling, and the method of movement of strength is quite mysterious, with layers of energy pouring into his palms, causing bursts of wind and thunder!
"The young master is really a martial arts wizard. Although he has not entered the Qi Realm, his progress in practicing top-level basic martial arts is far faster than that of Tongji. In just seven or eight days, he has already mastered "Thunder Hands"."
Honglian stood under the pergola, holding a towel, her beautiful eyes full of reverence.
Sun Shanwu and others who followed the mood often nodded their heads with admiration beyond words.
Although I have not read the cheat book of "Thunder Hands", I have heard about the top-level foundation martial arts of Xuan Lei Sect. Even if it is practiced by the artistic conception warrior, it is a martial arts with extremely strong attack power.
According to their martial arts experience, they may not be able to master it in less than three to five months, or even in a year and a half.
But in just seven or eight days, Wu Ming has already practiced well. Even though he has not yet entered the palace, he has already touched the threshold of the first glimpse of the door, as if he was tailor-made!
But while everyone was admiring, they didn't realize that Wu Fu's brows were frowning and he closed his eyes in thought from time to time.
Ever since he discovered that there were traps in "Thunder Hands", he had never wanted Wu Ming to practice. After all, even if he combined his experience with Wu Ming's observations and confirmed it, if there was an error or omission, it would be a big trouble.
But since Wu Ming got the secret book, he often pondered and asked him for advice, as if he was determined to practice and could only let it go.
The only thing that reassures him is that Wu Ming is not an impulsive person, and with his protection, even if there is trouble, he can stop it early and spend more energy!
The reason why he has made such rapid progress is not only that after Wu Ming's nine orifices were opened, his mind has reached a terrifying level, but also because he is vaguely consistent with this technique. Of course, Wu Fu's unreserved and earnest teaching is also indispensable.
With his strong master's knowledge and his cultivation's great potential, the master of Xuanlei Sect can see that his martial arts can be consistent with the wind and thunder trend, how can he not see it?
While everyone was thinking in different ways, Wu Ming had already stopped and stood up, taking the towel handed over by Hong Lian to wipe his sweat.
"Young Master, why do you have to choose the second day of February for the ceremony?"
On the way back to Ciyun Garden, Wu Fu waved Sun Shanwu and others away and asked.
Others don't know Wu Ming's character clearly. In the past few years, he has become accustomed to it and will never show his tough side unintentionally!
Hong Lian, who was on the side, also showed curiosity.
She didn't think much of it at first, but now after hearing Wu Fu's question, she also felt that it was somewhat inconsistent with Wu Ming's character.
"Uncle Fu, does he know the origin of the Spring Plowing Ceremony on February 2?"
Wu Ming asked instead without answering.
"It is said that it was the day when Emperor Xi was farming in ancient times. According to old legends, at this time of year, all dynasties would invite various sea dragon tribes to come and spread clouds and rain. This has been passed down to this day! To us, the Chinese people, this is the most important thing.
One of the holidays.”
Wu Fu's words are concise and concise.
"Master, we basically know what Mr. Wu said. What does this have to do with your choice to inherit the throne on this day?"
Honglian said with puzzled eyes.
"I don't know either, but my intuition tells me that holding the imperial conferment ceremony on this day will yield unexpected gains!"
Wu Ming smiled.
Guren couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Wu Fu frowned slightly, feeling that his little master was planning something again.
"My succession to the throne can be regarded as being promoted to a higher position. For ordinary people, it means that I will rise to the top, and then I will be blessed with the fortune of the dynasty.
Therefore, according to old legend, the power of luck is ethereal and mysterious. Although it cannot be seen or touched, no one has ever doubted its power.
Therefore, I am preparing to break through the Qi realm on that day!"
Wu Ming gave up and said calmly.
"hiss!"
Before Hong Lian could react, Wu Fu took a deep breath and revealed a look of shock that could not be concealed.
"What did Uncle Fu think of?"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly. With the ambition of this powerful master, he rarely showed such an expression.
"I hadn't thought of it at first, but hearing the young master's words today reminded me of an old incident many years ago!"
Wu Fu was silent for a long time, then turned to look to the east, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes and said, "That was 40 years ago on the coast of the East China Sea. My father, I and a group of brothers were in the same army. I accidentally heard a veteran say
However, every time on the second day of the second lunar month, the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea would erect an eye to the sky, and dragons would pass through the Dragon Palace. I don’t know where it leads. Later, after being stationed there for many years, I learned some secrets.”
"That time, when the veteran was young, a group of people were cruising in the sea, and happened to see this scene. The dragon was only a thousand feet away, and its whole body was blue. Decades later, maybe the memory was too deep, and when I saw the dragon again
, already several thousand feet long, covered with blue and gold, and so majestic and intimidating that everyone in sight was prostrate on the ground!
Thinking about it now, for countless years, the Dragon Clan has made clouds and rain for the human race. This spring plowing ceremony may not be a simple sacrifice to Emperor Xi, and the Dragon Clan has not been so generous. For tens of thousands of years, it has worked hard for the human race without asking for anything in return.
Give back.”
Upon hearing this secret, Hong Lian fell into a daze and could not regain consciousness for a long time. Wu Mingze's eyes flashed, and his mind was filled with thousands of thoughts, running at an unprecedented speed.
"Uncle Fu, I'm afraid the Dragon Clan is relying on luck or the power of faith to practice."
After a long silence, Wu Ming took a deep breath and said.
When he said this, it was not without purpose, but he thought of all the things in the Shaolin Temple, especially the scene when the blind monk Xuan Bei opened his mind to him.
That kind of magnificent aura, even though it is the power that a saint should have, may not be capable of Xuanbei's situation. I'm afraid it really relies on the power of the faith of all living beings!
Although he didn't understand the key, he could figure it out from the clues.
"If this is really the case, young master must be careful. Although the Dragon Clan has always been friendly to the human race, it is also the most unreasonable and can be called the most domineering clan in China. I once heard that some people called it the Monster Clan, and they were all wiped out!"
Wu Fu did not persuade, but warned carefully, because he knew that things decided by Wu Ming would rarely change.
"Don't worry, Uncle Fu, I just want to use the ethereal power of luck to join me. The moment my thoughts come to my mind, I break through the Qi realm. It's not a possession. There won't be any trouble."
Wu Ming said calmly.
After hearing this, Wu Fu's face relaxed slightly, but his heart was still tense.
Although my little master has never caused trouble, he has never been less troublesome. Especially when he is involved in a battle for the holy way, he is not afraid of anything but the worst!
In fact, Wu Ming did not say everything he thought.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Wu Fu, but it was about the secrets of the Shaolin Temple. Although he was seemingly in opposition to the Shaolin Temple, he still kept his promise and would not spread the secrets he obtained from Zhihuan.
"Young Master, seeing that there are only a few days left, why don't you ask Hu Lai and the others to come back so that they can help in the house so as not to be too busy then?"
Honglian is thoughtful and has already started to prepare for the busy day of the ceremony.
"No need, the sect's assessment won't be long, just come back the day before the ceremony!"
Wu Ming thought for a while and said.
"My young prince, Master Jia sent you a congratulatory note!"
At this moment, Sun Shanwu came with a gold-gilded red sticker.
"This is Fatty Jia!"
Wu Ming took it over and took a look, and couldn't help but smile.
It was nothing more than congratulating him that the grand ceremony for the imperial conferment had been decided, but recently he was too busy to keep his feet on the ground, so he could only come to congratulate him on the day of the grand ceremony.
"What else?"
He casually handed the post to Honglian. When Wu Ming saw the hesitation on Sun Shanwu's face, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
"Please forgive me, young prince. This post is really too much. I wanted to suppress it in order to disturb the young prince!"
Sun Shanwu took out another post and handed it over while half-kneeling on the ground.
Given his status, it is a serious crime to secretly hide the name of the master's family. It can range from being expelled from the palace to being revoked from the palace, even if it is done with good intentions.
"Okay, this matter must not happen again. I will deduct one month's salary from you and go to the accounting office to register!"
Wu Ming's face darkened and he waved his hands.
"Thank you, young prince, for your kindness!"
Sun Shanwu was obviously relieved and left quickly.
"Haha, no wonder Uncle Sun is tempted to hide himself!"
After casually glancing at the post, Wu Ming handed the post to Wu Fu with a nonchalant smile.
"February 2nd, spring plowing cultural gathering, we sincerely invite the Prince of Companion Farmers to visit us, Songyang Academy—Cheng Jingyu!"
Wu Fu read it over and over again, his expression gloomy.
The imperial court has decreed that although February 2nd is the day of the Spring Plowing Ceremony, it is also the day when Wu Ming was crowned king. On such an important day, Cheng Jingyu actually sent an invitation to Wu Ming to attend a cultural gathering, even though it was marked at night, which was extremely disrespectful.
present!
It should be noted that the imperial conferment ceremony is not a simple formality. It has its own extremely complicated etiquette process, which is extremely energy-consuming even for warriors.
After the ceremony, not only do you have to thank the guests, but you also have to offer sacrifices to the ancestors and other matters. During those few days, you will almost never touch the ground.
If you had just inherited the title of king and attended a banquet, even if it was a cultural gathering, you would probably be criticized and forget about it!
But the identity of the person invited is not simple. He is the genius of the previous generation of Songyang Academy, and now his influence is even more so that the new generation of students flock to Cheng Jingyu!
If Wu Ming didn't go, he was afraid that someone would fan the flames behind his back and say that he was arrogant, thereby intensifying the conflict between him and Songyang Academy.
"Master, this is obviously coming for you, so we won't go there to see what they can do!"
Honglian saw something was wrong and shouted angrily.
"It doesn't matter, the proud man of heaven is engaging in such conspiracies. I have a higher opinion of him."
Wu Ming said coldly, not caring.
"Cheng Jingyu's name has been famous in the capital as early as ten years ago. We must not underestimate our enemies."
Wu Fu reminded.
"Don't worry, Uncle Fu, even if I don't go to this Lao Shizi's spring plowing seminar, they won't be able to do anything to me!"
Wu Ming smiled calmly.
Seeing him like this, the two of them couldn't say anything else. After all, Wu Ming had never let them down.
What about Cheng Jingyu?
The equally famous Qin Songzhi was turned into a hermaphrodite by him!
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