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Chapter 141 Dong Zhongshu (for Subscription)
"Seven days!"

"Yes, seven days!"

From the prison to the mansion, the living environment has undergone major changes.

Living in a public place does not need to worry about the cost of rent, nor does it need to worry about the cost of food and drink.

Zhang Xuezhou's mentality is not bad. After all, he used to have the idea of ​​muddling along, and he can live in any strange environment. What's more, the mansion provided medicinal food, which made his body recover after being emptied.

Zhang Qian escaped from the tense atmosphere, and after living in the house for a few days, he became uncomfortable.

Looking at himself with a bulging belly, he felt that he couldn't live a life like a domestic pig.

Hearing Zhang Xuezhou's brisk reply, he felt that he and Zhang Xuezhou probably had no common topic in this regard.

He moved the table in the room to make the space as large as possible, and then punched in a rigid manner.

"This boxing kung fu... what kind of punch are you punching?"

Zhang Qian's knife was removed, and he could only use his fists and kicks to stretch his body.

Zhang Xuezhou watched for dozens of seconds. He only felt that Zhang Qian's punches and kicks were not as powerful as Zhang Manqian's Sanda fighting skills. When Zhang Qian suddenly punched out, there was a sound of explosion in the air.

At a distance of more than two meters, Zhang Xuezhou's clothes were swept away by the fist wind, causing his chest to feel as if someone had pushed him with a palm.

This made Zhang Xuezhou take a deep breath, and it was difficult to estimate the consequences of Zhang Qian's punch on someone.

"Fu Hu Fist!"

After Zhang Xuezhou asked for more than ten seconds, Zhang Qian took a deep breath before responding briefly.

"It looks pretty good, is it a foreign teacher?" Zhang Xuezhou asked enthusiastically.

"This is a C-class intermediate martial art in the Western Territory Military Region. It can fight fierce tigers when it is cultivated to great success, and its power is acceptable." Zhang Qian replied seriously: "The military region's martial arts are not taught by outsiders. Anyone who leaks willfully will be dismissed from the army, and those who are serious will even be abolished." The ability to practice."

"That's a pity, I still want to learn." Zhang Xuezhou disappointed.

"It's not a pity, you have the attitude of cultivation. If you are interested in the art of the military region, you can accompany me to the Western Region Military Region after this matter is over." Zhang Qian said: "As long as you work hard for two or three years, you will definitely be able to pick a book or a third class." Or the technique of Ding et al."

"Two or three years!"

Zhang Xuezhou smacked his lips. He had no idea about the military region, let alone working hard for two or three years in the military region.

He is happy to see the hunter.

Zhang Xuezhou has been exposed to many techniques, but this is his first exposure to martial arts.

Tai halal skills were brought to the other side, Zhang Xuezhou also wanted to try martial arts.

He didn't seek martial arts for himself, to make himself more powerful, but to see if Zhang Manqian could practice it.

The entry-level martial arts that Zhang Manqian is looking for starts at [-], while the price of four-star martial arts must be at least ten times higher, and the price of three-star martial arts will increase by nearly ten times.

The higher the price, the higher the price, but also the level of contact. It is difficult to solve the problem with money.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't use money to promote it.

He thought about finding some related martial arts to replace fighting skills, so as to relieve their stretched economy.

But Zhang Qian's mention of the rules made Zhang Xuezhou's little thoughts lost.

Not everyone is Li Jiao, and he also lacks the possibility of making trouble, and it is impossible for Zhang Qian to teach related techniques.

Zhang Xuezhou sighed, feeling a little pity.

"You don't have to envy the martial arts I practice." Zhang Qian said: "There are thousands of martial arts, and the martial arts of the Yin Yang family are extremely unique. If you can find Taoist Chang, you can continue your relationship with him as a master and apprentice, and ask him to grant you one. technique, it can also benefit a lifetime.”

"I want to find the Taoist priest!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied angrily.

If it wasn't for the enthusiasm of Zhang Qian and others, which made him have to come to Chang'an, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was already standing with Wu Chao at the Jiuchi Taoist Temple looking for the whereabouts of Li Bugui.

Right now, he was also counting on Wu Chao to find Li Bugui, and see if he could use the Snake Head Curse to squeeze out the practice method of Li Bugui.

If Wuchao's plan is successful, Zhang Xuezhou will have at least three years to practice recklessly.

In these three years, as long as his practice can improve, Wuchao will not hold him back, but will give him resources to promote his practice.

As for the future, Zhang Xuezhou felt that things would be difficult to say.

After all, Wu Chao is not stupid, without the pressure from Hong Ku, it is impossible for Wu Chao to transfer his cultivation resources to him.

And the risk of facing pain is extremely high.

Maybe they don't have anything at all. Three years later.

In the past, Zhang Xuezhou thought that as long as he could find Ren Sheng to cure the mentally ill within three years, he would let Hong Ku and Wu Chao fight to the death, and everything would go his own way.

But Zhang Xuezhou was confused about his own cognition.

He suspects that the real world is fake, maybe it is a dream he created, and in the dream he believed in the past, this is where he really exists.

As he walked out of the fixed small mountain village of Zhangjiazhuang, experienced one place after another, and experienced one thing after another, Zhang Xuezhou became more and more difficult to distinguish.

Without Zhangjiazhuang's unchanging appearance for more than ten years, he has lost a normal reference object now, and his sanity is getting more and more lost.

But Zhang Xuezhou is very clear.

Regardless of which side is true and which side is false, he must not die.

Thinking about all kinds of things about himself, Zhang Xuezhou was a little distracted.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't come back to himself until he was pushed by Zhang Qian.

"I have seen His Royal Highness!"

Zhang Qian saluted with surprise on his face, looking at the young prince whom he had met a few days ago.

In the mansion, not only Prime Minister Liu came, but also the crown prince, and even brought several people with him.

Zhang Qian knew very well that this should be the beginning of a new round of search.

He stared at the crown prince in surprise, then swept across Prime Minister Liu's face, put it on Wei Qing, and finally landed on the two middle-aged men in toga and big sleeves behind the crowd.

"Master Dong please!"

"I also hope Changqing will play the piano, and increase my concentration by three points!"

One of the two middle-aged men wearing togas and long sleeves has star-shaped brows and sharp eyes, and a face like a crown of jade. Although they are middle-aged faces, their appearance is still outstanding. Standing there is the center of their eyes.

The other person wears a veil, but his figure is as elegant as the wind, and his words and deeds are courteous and courteous. It is easy to feel good about him without seeing his true face.

Zhang Qian shook his head vigorously before turning his eyes away from the two.

He looked at the prince again, and when he was waiting for the prince to give the order, the two had already saluted each other, and the preparations had already begun in their words.

"Then I'll play a piece of High Mountain and Flowing Water!" said the middle-aged man called Changqing.

"So good!"

Master Dong nodded.

"I also hope that Dr. Dong will be careful not to be affected by the Yin-Yang Family Law," the prince said.

"Extremely, Zhongshu, as long as you are careful, you can deal with this matter." Liu Chengxiang echoed: "The Zhou Taiwei missed his hand because he was old, and he is a military commander, and he is a little weak in terms of skills, so he can't be Zhongshu's." The technique is exquisite!"

"Thank you both for reminding me!"

Dong Zhongshu nodded.

But the face under his veil is difficult to be indifferent.

Prime Minister Liu said it nicely, but he didn't see Prime Minister Liu doing such a thing.

He wasn't sure that the other party's level was high, and Dong Zhongshu felt that he was also not sure.

No matter how exquisite his spells are, he only has the ability to deal with the enemy beyond a large realm, and it is difficult to have the power of Taiwei Zhou's real self-realm cast spells.

But being held back by the court officials and the prince came to invite him in person, Dong Zhongshu couldn't see him behind closed doors.

He had no choice but to find Sima Xiangru, who is good at the art of rhythm, to match, to see if today can end well.

After a few words of advice, Dong Zhongshu also looked at the medium who cast the spell.

(End of this chapter)