Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 162

"To be more precise, there are people who are reluctant." Yang Ming walked forward and sat on the edge of the soft couch. When Yang Ming came to the depths of the palace and saw no other court ladies, he already understood what Zhao Ji meant. .

"Really? Who is that person? There are a lot of people in the Oasis Palace of the Ai family. If you don't tell the answer, the Ai family will not be able to guess who that person is." Zhao Ji raised her phoenix eyes slightly, but her body subconsciously Moved to Yang Ming, although she only really touched the temperature that made her greedy once, she would never forget it and wanted to have it again.

"Although Ganquan Palace is big, it is actually very small in my eyes." Yang Ming's palm climbed onto Zhao Ji's pretty face, stroking the skin that seemed a little moist due to the heat.

"How small is it?" Zhao Ji asked lazily.

"It's so small that it can only accommodate a few people." Yang Ming said, his palm was already held by Zhao Ji and stuck to his heart. In this scorching summer, when will it be a head.

"Counting people? You are really greedy." Zhao Ji smiled. As Yang Ming was pressed more and more presumptuously by her palm, Zhao Ji only felt that it was getting hotter and hotter. This damn summer, after noon , getting hotter.

"However, you are a greedy little guy, and Aijia didn't just know about it. But, in front of Aijia, you have to put away your greed. Now you can only see Aijia." Zhao Ji lightly Pulling Yang Ming lightly, without using any strength, just using his feminine charm is enough to make Yang Ming give up resistance.

Immediately, Zhao Ji turned around beautifully, allowing Yang Ming, a young man who came from the northern border of Zhao State, to appreciate the subtlety of riding skills.

It's just that this time, Yang Ming is... the one being ridden.

In an instant, Zhao Ji, who was in the offensive and defensive position, looked down at Yang Ming, with a strong smile in her brows and eyes, and between the opening and closing of her red lips, a charming voice sounded in Yang Ming's ear: " Little guy, be obedient."

As Zhao Ji spoke, she slowly squirmed her waist downwards, knowing that she was blocked by a sharp sword blocking the way.

Although the sword is sharp, today Zhao Ji wants to be a person who holds a sword and a person who hides a sword.

……

Zhao Ji finally didn't feel the heat anymore, and the coolness around her allowed her to savor the aftertaste to her heart's content.

"Lu Buwei, this old guy is really a profiteer. He doesn't do business at a loss. However, you should promise him that you will make money by exchanging the sun for a surprise." After listening to Yang Ming's story, Zhao Ji lazily Said triumphantly.

"The sun cover was given to me by the Queen Mother, how can I trade it." Yang Ming seriously explained, well, if this world doesn't have eyes, he is very serious now.

"When did you become so pedantic? You are obviously a cute little guy. If you also learn to be so pedantic and old-fashioned, you will not be cute." Zhao Ji laughed.

"Little guy?" Yang Ming frowned slightly, showing dissatisfaction.

"Isn't it the little guy?" Zhao Ji met Yang Ming's gaze and said with a half-smile.

"Really small?" Yang Ming asked.

"Okay, okay, it's Aijia's mistake, he's not small at all, so, the guy who's not small at all, can he rest well?"

……

The following days were dull and boring for Yang Ming. After Yang Ming paid a huge price to get Zhao Ji's permission, the west side of Ganquan Palace was opened up as a school ground. Everything was available, and Zhao Ji even paid for it herself, equipped all the guards with war horses, and transformed a garden outside Ganquan Palace into a training place for the guards to ride and shoot.

It seems a little out of place to train a team of guards guarding the palace towards the elites of the field, but it doesn't seem strange that such a thing happened to Zhao Ji.

Apart from training, training and passive training, there is nothing else to do.

If this kind of life can continue forever, Yang Ming will probably give up the idea of ​​struggling. After all, he already has enough things now.

In the passage of time, the time has come to October, the five years of Qin Wangzheng is about to pass, and the six years of Qin Wangzheng, the time that Yang Ming has been looking forward to for a long time is finally coming soon.

In the past few months, Luo Wang's Wei State Division returned to the Xiangguo Mansion's jurisdiction again, and Lu Buwei also fulfilled the conditions in the transaction. Luo Wang's South Korean Division was handed over to Ganquan Palace, which is Yang Ming's hands.

After Yingge and Liwu entered South Korea, according to Yang Ming's order, they rearranged the forces of the net, adjusted the strength of each stronghold, changed the way of contact with each other, and even changed the main task. A quest to find the treasure of Baiyue.

After all, if Yang Ming wants to find the remaining Eight Swords of the King of Yue, the treasure belonging to Baiyue may be the biggest clue. Anyway, Yang Ming will never admit that the greater purpose of his search for the Baiyue treasure is to find The people behind Yue Treasure.

The poor Yingge managed to get rid of the pressure of the night, but finally met Yang Ming, a more ruthless master, but Li Wu was very satisfied with the current situation.

After all, with the adjustment of Luowang South Korea's headquarters, she is also undergoing a transformation from a killer to a Luowang commander, which allows her to find a sense of security that she has not seen for a long time.

At the end of October, the five-year period of Qin Wangzheng officially came to an end, and a heavy snow that unexpectedly met the land of Guanzhong turned Xianyang into a world of snow.

On the top floor of Qilin Pavilion, in the cold wind and heavy snow, the doors and windows are still open, allowing the cold wind and snow to pour into the room.

In the dim pavilion, the lights flickered on and off, and in the depths, red, green and blue lights flickered vaguely.

Kneeling behind the desk, the startled salamander looked at the light source, with a look of worry in his abyss-like eyes.

Today's Qilin Pavilion has almost become Yang Ming's private domain. Who is the person at the light source? The answer is naturally self-evident.

"Can you succeed?" The startled salamander watched, not wanting to let go of even a slight change.

What kind of martial arts Yang Ming is practicing, Jing Xi is very clear, she is a master herself, and she can imagine what kind of martial arts Yang Ming is practicing.

It is precisely because of this that the startled salamander will be more worried, because she can better understand the horror of the martial arts practiced by Yang Ming, and perfectly accommodate the internal forces of the three completely different attributes, and even the mutual restraint, so that her sight quality Biochemistry at the surface level, this kind of martial arts is too difficult to practice.

The unification of the three qi is already something that cannot be compared to the sky, let alone the unification of the three elements.

From the beginning of the year, Yang Ming began to try to integrate the three qi into one. It was not until autumn that he barely achieved the unity of the three qi and reached a state of "harmony" in his body, and then began to practice the unity of the three elements. Now it is At the end of the year, there was no progress at all.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the depths of the Qilin Pavilion, and then black clouds rushed in. The startled salamander just stood up, but was shocked to find that a layer of frost spread, and Yang Ming's figure rushed out from the depths of the Qilin Pavilion. He jumped out of the door and window and landed on the ground in front of Qilin Pavilion.

When the startled salamander ran to the door and window and looked down, it was difficult to see Yang Ming's figure, only the world shrouded in strong wind, clouds and frost, and in the depths, a vague figure could be vaguely seen.

"What is Yang Ming practicing?" In the distance, Zhao Ji, who had returned from Xianyang Palace, deliberately took a long way to the Qilin Pavilion, but she didn't want to be blocked by Yuan Li beside her before she set foot in the courtyard where the Qilin Pavilion was located. do it.

"A kind of martial arts beyond imagination, Empress Dowager, now Xiaowei Yang's training has entered a very critical juncture, please don't disturb him." Yuan Li said solemnly.

"Is he in danger? How does this look like the end of the world?" Zhao Ji lowered her voice and asked with concern.

"I don't know, but this is the unique skill that Yang Xiaowei practiced. Empress Dowager, don't let too many people see it." Yuanli reminded.

"Yes, you all back down." Zhao Ji ordered to the left and right.

For a moment, only Zhao Ji and Yuanli were left.

In the eyes of the three women, the energy filling the entire courtyard is slowly condensing, the clouds are converging into water droplets, the strong winds are gathering, turning into a tornado, and the air of frost is also condensing.

As time passed, three groups of red, green and blue water-like light clusters appeared around Yang Ming's body, slowly turning under Yang Ming's control, and gathered towards Yang Ming's palm.

"Is that the wind?" Zhao Ji watched nervously, and actually saw a clue from it.

The three groups seem to be in the real energy body, with the strength of the divine wind as the overall plan, occupying the central position, Tianshuang and Xuyun split on both sides, and converge towards the divine wind, and are reconciled by the strength of the divine wind, to be more precise It is to suppress the complementary attributes of Tianshuang Jin and Xuyun Jin, and then coordinate Tianshuang Jin and Xuyun Jin to enter and master the initial three-point return to vitality.

It's a pity that in this state, even if he succeeds in cultivating three-point return to vitality, with Yang Ming's current state, he is still far from the state of three-point return to one.

After all, the true three-point return to vitality is to achieve the circulation of three elements, endless life, and the hidden coincidence of Tao to generate one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things.

But even if it's just that, if Yang Ming can initially cultivate three points of return to vitality, it will be enough for him to stand at the invincible level in the first-class state.

Yang Ming worked his inner breath with difficulty, allowing Tianshuang Jin and Xuyun Jin to merge with Shenfeng Jin. After the first contact between the three, Yang Ming felt as if struck by lightning, and took a step back uncontrollably. But fortunately, I can still hold on.

As time went by, even in the cold wind and heavy snow, Yang Ming's body was still dripping with sweat. It only took time to accumulate quantity, but it was too difficult to change the quality.

"Combined." With Yang Ming's light reprimand, the three energy forces that had almost merged into one were finally melted together in one place, but at this moment, a force that was so majestic that it was beyond Yang Ming's control was in his body. The place where the palms meet explodes.

A light group reflecting red, green and blue lights illuminated the entire Kirin Pavilion.

"It's so beautiful." Zhao Ji said subconsciously, looking at the light breaking through the darkness in the heavy snow.

"It's so strong." Yuan Li also said uncontrollably. In that group of energy that was not as violent as the wind, not as thick as the clouds, and never as cold as the sky, but ordinary like water, Yuanli felt a kind of energy. The power to torture and kill oneself.

"This is him, he succeeded." The startled salamander smiled lightly, but he didn't realize that his palm had already grasped the window frame at some point, and his slender fingers grabbed the hard window frame deeply. fingerprints.

(End of this chapter)