Practice starts from a small soldier

Chapter 58 Goodbye Zhang Jiao, Descendant of the Yellow Emperor

Get out of the Military Pavilion.

Zhang Qi glanced back. If there were no accidents, he probably wouldn't come back here.

The martial art skills provided here, except for the "Shi Jin Gong", are only at the "lower middle" level, and he has already looked down upon them.

There are also pills. Although he exchanged more than 300 bottles in one go, they are all cheap and low-level pills.

In the future to redeem military merits, he will go to other military merit pavilions.

He asked Zheng Shushi about it.

In the entire Beiliang County, there are only two military pavilions, one is located in Liangcheng, the prefecture of Beiliang County, and the other is located in Baisha City.

This is a bit unusual.

Liangcheng is not only the county capital of Beiliang County, but also a large city with a population of 50. It is located on an important traffic road, rich in products and prosperous in commerce.

And Baisha City is just a small border town with a population of less than [-].

There are more than a hundred large and small cities in Beiliang County. In terms of geographical importance or prosperity, there are many cities with better conditions than Baisha City.

However, the second military pavilion in Beiliang County was built in the humble Baisha City.

"There is an inside story."

Zhang Qi couldn't help but think of the mysterious old man who gave him the exercises, and secretly speculated in his heart that if he had the opportunity in the future, he could ask about it.

was thinking about things.

A person came over suddenly and deliberately bumped into him.

Zhang Qi's body remained motionless.

The person who bumped into him deliberately took a few steps backwards, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Qi fixed his eyes on it.

Yo, it turned out to be his dear friend, also from the White Horse Zhang family, Zhang Jiao, a brother of the same family whose blood dissolves in water.

"Brother, why don't you walk...Look at the road, didn't you hurt you just now?"

Zhang Qi said with a concerned face.

Zhang Jiao rubbed his sore shoulder from the bump, his face was a little annoyed, he wanted to teach Zhang Qi a lesson, but instead of stealing the chicken, he made himself suffer.

Weird.

What kind of kung fu did this kid practice? It's like an iron mountain.

"Humph!"

Zhang Jiao snorted coldly, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a bad tone: "Where have you been these days, the Young Sect Master has been waiting for your news..."

"This is not the place to talk."

Zhang Qi turned around and left, Zhang Jiao hurriedly followed, "What are you doing so fast, do you want to run..."

The two walked out of Baisha City one after the other, and finally came to a mass grave outside the city.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Looking at the tombs scattered around, Zhang Jiao suddenly felt a gloomy chill behind him.

Zhang Qi said with a smile on his face: "Look, there's no one here, isn't it a good place to talk."

Seeing the smile on Zhang Qi's face, Zhang Jiao became even more flustered.He couldn't help but took a few steps back, with a nervous expression on his face, and he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

"I ask you."

Zhang Qi didn't bother to talk too much, he took the initiative and asked, "Where is the young master now?"

When he returned to Baisha City yesterday, all the noble private troops stationed outside the city had disappeared.

Including the soldiers and horses of the White Horse Zhang family.

Zhang Jiao wanted to say something stubborn, but when he saw the surrounding tombs, he immediately gave up, and replied honestly: "Two days ago, the young master led the clan soldiers and 27 soldiers outside the city, and left Baisha together. City, go to the northern grassland..."

"It's a step too late."

Zhang Qi sighed, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Can you contact the Young Sect Master now?"

"can."

Zhang Jiao hurriedly said: "Young Sect Master left me here just to wait for you. Let's go, let's chase after him on horseback, and we will be able to catch up with Young Sect Master tomorrow."

"No need."

Zhang Qi shook his head slightly: "I have some important things to do now, and I don't have time to wander around on the grassland."

"what?"

Hearing Zhang Qi's 'rebellious' words, Zhang Jiao's face was in disbelief, "Zhang Sanlang, don't forget your identity, you are Xiaozong..."

"so what."

Zhang Qi interrupted Zhang Jiao, and said impatiently: "You go and tell Zhang Kun, if you don't want to bury your clansman on the grassland, you should retreat quickly, the water there is too deep for him to handle."

"How dare you call the Young Sect Master by his name?"

Zhang Jiao was shocked.

The next second, he was dumbfounded, because Zhang Qi took out his sergeant medal.

"I have obtained the rank of sergeant, and the news will be sent back to the family in two days."

Zhang Qi put the sergeant's medal in his arms, and said to Zhang Jiao who looked dull, "Zhang Jiao, you go to do something."

"Yes, Saburo, please tell me."

Zhang Jiao nodded and bowed, with a submissive expression on his face.

This is the rank of sergeant.

Of the entire Baima Zhang family, apart from the patriarch Zhang Fang who holds the title of Xia Dafu, Zhang Qi has the highest title.

As for Shaozong Zhang Kun, there is only one corporal.

Unless the current suzerain passes away and Zhang Kun succeeds to the suzerain, he can inherit the title of doctor.

Before this.

Zhang Kun, who has the status of the young suzerain, is really inferior to Zhang Qi, who has the title of sergeant.In other words, Zhang Qi has leapt to become the number two of the White Horse Zhang family.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, title was status.

"Go and catch up with Zhang Kun and let him bring the tribe back. Don't wade through this muddy water, just say what I said."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qi turned and left.

Only Zhang Jiao was left standing in the mass grave, messed up by a gust of wind.

……

Back to the inn.

Zhang Qi glanced at it. When he went out in the morning, the door of Jiang Jiu's room was closed. Now when he came back at night, the door was still closed.

He would have knocked on the door to say hello.

But think about it.

I still don't want to put a hot face on a cold butt.

Go back to your room.

When he went out today, he squandered all the military merits he earned from the grassland, and exchanged for the second half of the gold-eating skill and more than [-] bottles of pills.

By the way, there is also an unexpected "Ancestral Blood Overlord Body".

Long night.

Zhang Qi has nothing else to do, and intends to study this unexpected exercise.

After the analysis of the panel.

This ancestral blood hegemony body is no longer mysterious or obscure, just like a beautiful woman who has taken off her clothes is presenting in front of him without reservation...

It is different from Shijin Gong.

To cultivate this ancestral blood hegemony body, there is no need to eat iron thread grass or use other external forces, but to use the human body as a treasure to constantly stimulate and discover the potential of the human body.

The potential of the human body comes from ancestral blood.

To put it simply, the stronger the ancestors, the stronger the ancestral blood left to future generations.

And the stronger the ancestral blood, the stronger the hegemonic body cultivated.

"interesting."

The more Zhang Qi watched it, the more interesting it became.

This technique does not depend on the aptitude of the practitioner, but on whether the ancestors of the practitioner are good or not.

And as far as he knows.

Whether it is the Baima Zhang family or the Zhang family in other places, they all have a common ancestor.

That is the grandson of the Yellow Emperor, and also the fifth son of the White Emperor Shaohao—Ji Ban.

Later, Ji Ban was given the surname Zhang because he created the technique of Tiangong and helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Chi You, and later changed his name to Zhang Hui.

This is where Mr. Zhang comes from.

That is to say, in his current body, the blood of Zhang Hui, the ancestor of the Zhang family, flows. If he goes back further, he can even be related to Baidi and Huangdi...

"The descendants of the Yellow Emperor in Zhenggang."

After Zhang Qi sighed, he immediately began to cultivate this ancestral blood hegemony body.

(End of this chapter)