Zhou Yang had been living very peacefully these past few days.
No one from the patrol came to trouble him.
Zhou Yang didn't believe that they had given up because the wanted notice drawn by the soul painter posted on the city wall had not yet been removed.
Moreover, the Ninth Princess is still in his hands, so the court should not give up.
It wasn't until Zhou Yang heard a piece of news in the past few days that he realized the reason why his life had been peaceful these days.
The Mingjiao leader Mengmeng fought back from the sea again. This time he attacked Dengzhou Port, which was a ten-day march away from the capital. He directly led a group of masters to break through the Dengzhou defenders, eroded half of Shandong, and robbed many treasures.
Claimed to gather 800,000 troops and attack Beijing directly!
Regardless of whether the news about this Mengmeng was true or false, the entire court's attention was immediately attracted to Zhang Mengmeng, and naturally less eyes were placed on Zhou Yang.
"This cute photo can be considered a good deed."
Zhou Yang looked at the Di newspaper in his hand and sighed after reading the imperial court's statement on suppressing bandits.
He was deeply impressed by the tall, feminine and pretty leader.
Putting down the newspaper, Zhou Yang took out a demon pill in his hand.
Admire the magical power,
It can swallow everything, is beneficial and harmless, and turns into spiritual energy.
Originally, the demon pill was quite toxic, and it had to be eliminated using very complicated means before the spiritual energy in it could be carefully absorbed.
The difficulties involved make the demon elixir useless in the hands of ordinary practitioners.
It is tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.
However, now in the face of the domineering magical power of submission, none of this is a problem.
Zhou Yang gently threw it into the air, and the demon pill was like a jelly bean, drawing a parabola in the air and falling handsomely into Zhou Yang's mouth.
"Crack!"
He almost broke his big tooth.
Even Zhou Yang, who has perfected his body training, still has a hard time chewing this demon pill.
"So hard!"
Zhou Yang sighed with emotion.
It is indeed the demon elixir that continuously shattered several magic weapons in the hands of the chief senior brother of the Divine Sword Villa!
He could only press it under his tongue to subdue the magical power and absorb the spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy escaped from the demon pill, and some of the chaotic demonic energy was directly extracted from the demon pellet, and quickly sank into the dantian through the meridians of Zhou Yang's body.
After a while, the demon pill became a little softer, and Zhou Yang chewed it up and swallowed it into his stomach.
It tastes good, and there is a fragrant smell, which is similar to the smell of Nanmen Wenyue at that time.
In the Dantian, two qi energy yin and yang, one red and one blue, are rotating normally.
The demonic energy falling into the qi jin is like gasoline poured on a fire. It immediately burns and is quickly assimilated by the qi jin. It acts like nourishment and makes the two qi jins more vigorous.
In just a few breaths, Nanmen Wenyue was eaten by Zhou Yang.
fragrant,
The energy level has increased by at least 30%!
“It’s so cool!”
This visible improvement in strength gives people a special sense of satisfaction and gain.
"What a magical power!"
Zhou Yang sighed and chewed up another demon pill dug out from the hawk demon's body.
The taste of this demon pill is quite different. Compared with Nanmen Wenyue, it has less fragrance and more spiciness.
Even the quality of the demonic energy in it is mixed, and the quantity is much smaller.
However, it still increased the energy in Dantian by half a percent.
"It's a pity that Qi Jin still hasn't turned into Spiritual Qi, and the magical skills still haven't been introduced."
The threshold for the nameless magical skill is not low. Although Zhou Yang started practicing it after leaving Longjian Valley, he has practiced it for more than ten days. With the help of the magical power of adhering to Qi, his cultivation speed is not slow. His own strength has improved very quickly. Even after practicing it,
The perfect physical body has made great progress, and its overall strength has almost doubled compared to when it first traveled to this world, but it still has not yet entered the first stage of "boiling stone" in the nameless magical skill.
Zhou Yang held his temper and was not in a hurry.
It has been several years since I traveled to the wasteland and experienced so many worlds.
My temper has already calmed down. When practicing, the most taboo thing is impatience.
During body training, if you go too far and get carried away, you will easily become distracted and your exercise path will be diverged. In the future, whenever you visualize any position, you will feel a dull pain.
When practicing Qi in the future, you need to have a calm mind and work steadily, so that you can move more steadily on the journey of cultivation.
"With the power of science and technology as a supplement and the portable space as a solid backing, it is enough to cope with most dangers. There is no need to rush when it comes to cultivation, just be steady and steady.
The purpose of practicing more is to expand the width of one's life, accumulate the thickness of one's life, improve one's ability to cope with more complex and harsh environments, and improve one's life level and life span."
Zhou Yang has a profound analysis of the purpose of his cultivation, and his mental state of cultivation will not be affected by his temporary slow progress.
Cultivation is, after all, something that requires patience. It not only cultivates the body, but also cultivates the character.
Zhou Yang stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the round moon in the sky.
The Mid-Autumn Festival originated in ancient times and is also a very grand festival in this world.
Festive lanterns of different shapes were hung at the door of every house, and the red lights made the whole city feel particularly festive.
Lanterns were hung up early in front of the Tongguang Inn. Some people were singing songs on the street outside. Some people were shouting loudly to the girls on the painted boat by the river. Sometimes they got responses from the girls on the painted boat. When more
's excited.
On the wide river outside, in addition to painted boats, there are also cruise boats with lanterns hanging on them, and there is a lot of people's voices.
"It's been more than half a year."
After coming to this world, more than half a year has passed by in a flash.
After Xiao Longnu left, Zhou Yang suddenly felt empty in his heart, and he couldn't stand the loneliness in this world.
Fortunately, I still have Doudou and Li Sixia by my side, so I won't feel so lonely.
At this time, looking at the lively scene in Fuzhou City, Zhou Yang thought of Gil again.
Now that the task is completed, we will see you soon.
"Dong dong bang bang clang..."
A sound of gongs and drums sounded in the distance on the east side of Menqian Street. People crowded around and came from a distance with more than a dozen bridal sedans. The sedans were large and open-topped.
The women above are as beautiful as pearls, exuding charming light, and like magnets, they deeply attract the attention of the men on the street. The singing and laughter make the atmosphere on the long street extremely warm.
Some of the women on the sedan were playing the pipa and had singing voices, and all of them were extremely cheerful.
These are all brothels from several brothels in Hanchunfang.
Zhou Yang glanced at the Guizhou Guild Hall. Niu Dawei was squatting on the threshold of the gate, looking at the people walking on the street, as if waiting for something.
In the past few days, Niu Dawei would squat at the gate every morning when he came. Sometimes he could squat for a whole day.
Sometimes I squat for a while and then run to the yard to practice.
In just a few months, this Niu Dawei not only mastered the practice of Mang Niu Gong, but also advanced to the third-rate realm in this world.
Among the warriors of the Great Xia Dynasty, the third rate was the lowest level.
But it is already what most warriors aspire to, because the vast majority of warriors are not popular.
Niu Dawei was able to practice successfully within a few months, so he obviously had some talent for practicing martial arts.
The carnival at night passed quickly. In ancient times, there were not so many entertainment activities, and there were not so many things to distract people. Under the slow pace of life, a grand festival could keep people busy for several days.
Therefore, people were still immersed in the festive atmosphere the next day.
On this day, a small motorcade came from a distance.
There were five flatbed carriages in total. There was no cargo on the carriages. Instead, there were refugees with thin bodies, dull complexions, and yellow hair.
But there was hope in the eyes of these refugees, and they all looked in the direction of Fuzhou City, as if there was a new life for them there.
In the front carriage, the driver was a middle-aged man wearing a long robe and a gentle manner.
He was still holding the erhu in his arms, gently pulling the strings, and a silky sound came out, but it did not have much meaning of sadness. On the contrary, the weeping sound made people feel deep in their hearts.
Expressing longing for a better future.
The voice that goes straight to the bottom of the heart stirs up the longing deep in people's hearts.
What a truly superb musical attainment.
There were people coming into the city nearby. When they were waiting at the door, they didn't expect to hear such soul-stirring music, and they couldn't help but look at the elegant man.
Finally, after the city gate official carefully inspected the refugees on the bus and found that they were not in any danger, he let the middle-aged man take all the refugees into the city without charging him a fee to enter the city.
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
The city gate official cupped his hands towards the middle-aged man. After the middle-aged man entered the city gate, he couldn't help but asked after him: "Sir, can I play music in a teahouse somewhere?"
"If you have the chance, you can come to Guizhou Guild Hall."
The middle-aged man replied.
It's a pity that the city gate official was on duty. After going to the Guizhou Guild Hall, he heard that the gentleman had left and his whereabouts were unknown.
