I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 112: The Spring Breeze Turns into Rain, The Tortoise's Breath is Sure! (ask for order)
"It's finally back."

The convoy drove slowly into Yaowang Valley and saw the scenery of the surrounding properties.

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, her delicate body almost collapsed on the carriage she was riding in.

"This trip is really dangerous. If it weren't for Brother Su Heng's bravery, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to come back here alive." Luo Chong also said with some fear.

before departure.

He has already moved towards the dangerous place as much as possible to predict the difficulty of this mission.

However, what happened during this mission was still beyond his imagination. Even a strong martial artist would feel powerless in the face of such emergencies.

"The world today is getting more and more chaotic."

Zhao Ping looked away from the musket in his hand and sighed.

"I originally thought that my strength was not weak outside, but I never thought that I would not realize my weakness and insignificance until I really encountered a life-and-death crisis."

Zhao Ping paused for a while, looked up and continued: "It just so happens that I have earned enough meritorious contributions this time, so I have to devote myself to practicing in the future."

Luo Yan and Luo Chong did not speak to each other.

But they all nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Zhao Ping's words.

At this moment.

Luo Shuang, who was staying with Luo Yan, turned over and jumped off the carriage, and strode towards Su Heng.

"Is there anything else to explain?"

Su Heng withdrew his gaze from the distant landscape, noticed the little guy in front of him, and asked in a flat tone.

"Thank you very much for your help that night. If it wasn't for you, the bodyguards who accompanied me would have suffered so many casualties." Luo Shuang's face was serious, but there was an unconcealable sadness and loneliness in his tone.

When starting from Caishen Town.

There are more than 30 bodyguards and local villagers in total.

By the time of Yaowang Valley, there were less than 20 people left.Almost half of these bodyguards died.

Some were killed by violent black apes in that strange forest.Others were hacked to death by bandits in Bailongzhai, and they ended up miserable.

However, the bodyguard business.

That's it.

Always prepared to die before departure.

Although there was sadness in Luo Shuang's tone, she quickly adjusted, waved her fists, and said loudly: "You are very strong! But, I am still young! I will not admit defeat so easily.

One day, I will fight you again in the ring with dignity! "

When she said these words, her voice was not small.

The people around Luoyan, Zhao Ping, and even some bodyguards nearby and passing disciple merchants all attracted their attention.

Luo Shuang didn't care about these, she just turned around, strode away with her long legs, flicking her black ponytail behind her, and walked away into the distance.

Su Heng was taken aback when he heard this.

Some couldn't figure out why this girl was thinking so out of her way.

Just now I kept thanking myself for helping me, but the next sentence was to fight myself?

Could it be that this is a local custom in Caishen Town?

Su Heng couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

As the convoy drove into the Valley of the Medicine King, Jingshui Building, which was in charge of this matter, quickly sent disciples to check the quantity and quality of the goods.

After these finishing touches are completed, Su Heng will be able to get the practice classics that can be exchanged for the Spring Breeze Jue.

Su Heng stood aside.

With arms folded, looking at the lake scenery in front of me, I waited patiently.

On the other side, Luo Shuang returned to her sister Luo Yan, and the two sat down together in the carriage.

That night, Su Heng's punch directly scared Luo Shuang into incontinence.It was the first time she had encountered such embarrassment and fear since she was a child.

Since that incident.

In Luo Shuang's heart, Su Heng faintly turned into a demon-like existence.

It was Luo Shuang who finally mustered up the courage to speak to Su Heng loudly for what he said just now.

only…

Luo Shuang was gloomy thinking about what happened on the road.

Turning around, she saw her cousin Luo Yan with a hesitant expression on her face.

"What's going on with you?" Luo Shuang frowned slightly, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"How old are you?" Luo Yan asked softly.

"24, what's the matter?" Luo Shuang was a little puzzled, why her cousin would suddenly ask such a question, but she still answered subconsciously.

"Then do you know how old that Junior Brother Su Heng was?" Luo Yan asked again.

"How could I know that."

Luo Shuang thought for a while, and replied with some uncertainty: "However, judging from the appearance, he must be in his 30s at least. If he looks older, he may be over 40 years old."

Luo Yan shook her head and sighed: "If I remember correctly, that junior should have just turned sixteen this year."

"..."

Luo Shuang's eyes widened, with an expression on his face that you were teasing me.

"Although that junior brother does look a little older, but the elders in the valley have personally tested the bone age, and there will be no mistakes."

Luo Yan had expected her sister to have such an expression, reached out and patted her shoulder like a knife, and comforted softly: "You are not as good as him now, and the gap in the future will only get farther and bigger. It’s better to accept the reality sooner.”

Luo Shuang took a long breath.

Slowly hugging his knees, burying his head in his thighs, his body curled up into a ball, like a kitten who has been hit and refuses to accept reality.

But when Luo Yan saw her clenched fists, she knew that her younger sister didn't hear what she said just now.

Thinking of this, Luo Yan suddenly felt tired.

The work of counting the goods lasted for more than an hour.

The villagers in Caishen Town who were in charge of handling the matter had already been hacked to death by bandits on the road.

Fortunately, Luo Shuang was prepared with both hands before departure.Carry relevant paperwork and data records on him.

Only then did the docking work be successfully completed.

In order to prevent accidents, Su Heng has been watching from the side.

It wasn't until all the procedures were verified that the obese steward in charge of the docking trotted all the way to Su Heng, bent down and handed him a letter.

Su Heng reached out to take it, opened it and found that it recorded the condition of the goods, and there was a special seal underneath.

"Take this letter and go to the Jingshui Building to exchange for the contribution of this mission." The fat steward said with a smile: "I have heard a few words from the senior brother about this mission. It is really not easy to complete it smoothly. It’s really hard work for you.”

Now the environment in Yunzhou has gradually become chaotic.

The state army arrested people indiscriminately, the whereabouts of the blood corpse cult were treacherous, coupled with the influx of a large number of refugees and disaster victims, people panicked.

Under such preconditions.

Such a large number of medicinal materials played an even more important role.

"understood."

Su Heng turned around and explained a few words to Luo Chong and the others, then walked straight towards the Jingshui Building.

It was late, and there were not many people in the Jingshui Building.

Su Heng came to the window.

Inside the wooden window, a round-faced female disciple who looked to be in her twenties was lying on the table, leaning on her head with her hands, dozing off bit by bit.

The transparent and viscous saliva pulled the silvery white thread, dripping slowly on the table, converging into a small pool, reflecting the red light of the lantern outside.

Bang bang bang!
Su Heng reached out and tapped the table lightly a few times.

The female disciple woke up suddenly, raised her head, and saw Su Heng with ignorant almond eyes.

The hazy drowsiness remaining in the brain was swept away like a storm, turning into panic.

She yelled, "Ghost!".

He fell backwards, making a crackling sound.

Su Heng stood where he was, with black lines all over his head.

With a gloomy expression, he looked at the round-faced female disciple who stretched out her hands on the table, revealing a red and swollen forehead and two rogue eyes.

"Sorry, I was just having a nightmare."

After figuring out Su Heng's appearance, the round-faced female disciple rubbed her head and sat down on her desk again.

Smiling and explaining.

Su Heng didn't talk much.

He just reached out and handed the letter that the obese steward had handed over to the girl in front of him.

The girl in front of her frowned slightly, and began to carefully browse the contents of the letter.Then he turned around and took out the relevant files from the cabinet at the back. After comparing them and confirming that they were correct, he returned to the small room behind him.

After about half an hour.

The girl came out of the small room, holding two wooden signs in her hand.

This wooden sign is the contribution degree Su Heng needs to exchange for the exercises.

The wooden sign is somewhat similar to Su Heng's identity token.

On the front is a description of Su Heng's appearance, and on the back is a record of the events he has contributed to.

Depending on the material of the wooden sign, the level of contribution is also different.

In the Medicine King Valley.

Contributions can only be used by oneself, and cannot be traded in silver.

Moreover, the exercises exchanged for contributions from the Sutra Pavilion can only be practiced by oneself, and cannot be taught to others.

The management of Yaowang Valley is very loose in other places, but in this aspect alone, it is quite strict.

It is not that there is no private exchange and teaching of secret skills in Guzhong, but the end is very miserable.

Or be abolished martial arts, imprisoned for life.

Either he was directly killed by the elders in the valley.

only…

Looking at the two contribution tokens in front of him, Su Heng couldn't help asking: "Is there a mistake? I have only completed one task, so why are there two contributions?"

"No mistake."

The round-faced girl stood up, pointed at the writing on the back of the token, and explained: "One of these two merits is obtained by you for completing the escort of medicinal materials. The other is the meritorious service for sweeping Bailongzhai? "

"Sweep Bailongzhai?" Su Heng was even more surprised.

"Yes."

The round-faced girl said: "That was also a Grade A mission, and was picked up by senior brother Shi Qiuyu alone.

However, according to the elder brother's description, that night he only beheaded Xu Bailong, the head of the White Dragon Village, while the other two heads died in your hands.

So the contribution to that task is also split in two.One is in the hands of the elder brother, and the other is in yours. "

"I see."

Hearing what the round-faced girl said, Su Heng finally understood.

In the Medicine King Valley.

The value of the contribution far exceeds silver taels.

Some high-level exercises and elixirs require contributions to be exchanged.

If you contribute enough, you can even get the chance to get one-on-one guidance from Guzhu himself.

To be able to distribute half of the contributions delivered to strangers in this way, this senior brother's self-cultivation is far beyond ordinary people.

"You are also very powerful. You have only been in the valley for less than a year, and you can even come and go freely in the Longtan and Tiger's Den like Bailongzhai."

The round-faced girl's eyes were wide open, and she looked at Su Heng with a little admiration: "If only I could have your strength, I would go outside to fight for justice and punish those who arrest people randomly and harm the martial arts world." The lackeys of the government!"

The round-faced girl waved her fists, her face full of indignation.

During Su Heng's absence, there were some rumors in Guzhong.

Even such a young girl who seemed to be inexperienced in the world looked very angry when talking about the state army.

Su Heng waved goodbye to the round-faced girl and left Jingshui Building.

Time came to the second day.

Dimly bright.

Su Heng couldn't wait to come to the Sutra Pavilion.

"Running here early in the morning, young people can bear it, can I, a bad old man, bear it?" Old man Mo was wearing pajamas full of patches, hunched over, and holding a simple toothbrush made of pig hair, from the next door. Walk out of the open room.

A martial artist like him who is almost divine.

No need to go out.

Just by the sound of footsteps, I knew that it was Su Heng who came here to disturb me early in the morning.

"If you want to say that, then I can only enjoy the stewed biscuits I just bought." Su Heng raised the rice bucket in his hand, as if to take it away and enjoy it by himself.

"You have a conscience, kid."

Old man Mo suddenly smiled, and snatched the rice bucket from Su Heng's hand.

The rice bucket is divided into upper and lower layers, the lower one is fragrant and flavorful stewed, and the upper one is hot sesame biscuits.

"Tell me, what's the matter for you to come to me this time?" Old man Mo went back to his room to rinse his mouth, broke open the biscuits, soaked them in the stewed stew below, and began to enjoy his breakfast with big mouthfuls .

An indistinct voice came to Su Heng's ears.

"Of course I came here for the Spring Breeze Jue." Su Heng said, "Besides, I also want to go to the upper three floors of the Sutra Pavilion to find a secret skill or exercise that suits me."

Su Heng put the two contribution cards in his hand on the table in front of old man Mo.

"go Go."

Old man Mo obviously knew about Su Heng's recent experience, so he waved his hand and let Su Heng go by himself.

Come to the fifth floor.

The interior decoration is similar to the lower floors.

There are a few bookshelves in the middle, the sun is shining from the window, and there is no one in the empty room.

Su Heng came to the bookshelf, held his breath, and began to rummage through it one by one.

There is only one introduction to the exercises here, which roughly introduces the content and requirements. If you want to obtain the complete exercises, you need to exchange contribution cards with old man Mo.

He completed the mission this time because he only wanted to bring back the Spring Breeze Jue.

But now, the extra large amount of contribution he got from his elder brother gave Su Heng some special ideas.

"The bullets fired from the musket can pose a threat to me to a certain extent, so this time I will continue to choose the real skills of the defensive type to perfect my absolute defense plan."

Su Heng thought in his mind: "The strength provided by this technique must be vigorous and thick. It would be more perfect if it can add some long-range counterattack capabilities."

Think so.

Su Heng spent half a day looking for it in the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

When the time came to noon, in the corner of the bookshelf on the seventh floor, Su Heng opened a dusty book, and his eyes suddenly lit up——

——"Turtle's Breath True Ding Gong"

(End of this chapter)