Legend of the Knight

Chapter 147 Root Bone
In the underground palace of Tianyi City, the owner of Tianyi City was feeling bored alone.

He is also very puzzled about how the assassination of the Minister of Military Aircraft leaked this time.

Why the Lord of Heaven's Will is so sure that there is no possibility of leaking this matter, it is because this single matter is important, and he did it himself.

In order to make this order, City Lord Tianyi sneaked into the Minister's Mansion alone with several poisons made by [Poison], waiting for an opportunity to choose the best assassination method according to the situation at the time.

After all, Bai Jiuchi has already ordered that the assassination should be as low-key as possible. It is best not to let people find out that it is an assassination.

Because Bai Jiuchi wanted to use the death of the Minister of Military Aircraft to delay time, instead of using his death to attract attention.

Therefore, even the Lord of Heaven's Will can't know in advance what method he will use to assassinate the target, let alone others.

And the strangest thing is that just after killing someone, the Lord of Heaven's Will rushed back to Hangzhou day and night from the capital to return to his life.He had only just arrived in Hangzhou, and as a result, everyone in the streets and alleys already knew about the Minister of Military Aircraft.

Even if the city lord of Tianyi lost his mind and betrayed himself, it would take time to spread the news.

It is more than 2000 miles from the capital to Hangzhou, and thanks to the strong inner strength of the Lord of Heaven, he ran wildly for three days and three nights to get there.

Even if it is [-] miles to rush, it is this speed.

As for the flying pigeons, the flying pigeons of the Wangfu can only fly from Hangzhou City to the Wangfu, and they can't fly too far at all (the ancient flying pigeons, dozens of miles is the limit).

It is because of the extremely fast legs that the Lord of Heaven's Will can play several roles and appear in different places one after another.Over the years, it has not aroused suspicion from others, even family members.

Now the question is, how did the matter of his assassination of the Minister of Military Aircraft be leaked out, and how did it spread to everyone in just a few days.

Even if the Lord of Heaven's Will couldn't figure it out, Mr. Bai still had to follow Mr. Bai's order, even if it was just pretending.

Therefore, the lord of Tianyi City ordered a strict investigation of the inner ghost. This time, there is no need for evidence. As long as there is doubt, he would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

……

Huang Xiaoshi came to Xiaoyao Valley again today, he brought a good wild ginseng for Wu Xiazi.

Wu Xiazi received him with a smile, but Huang Xiaoshi could find from [Wang] that Wu Xiazi's complexion this year was far worse than last year.

After all, Wuxiazi is also in her 80s, and it is said that people living in their [-]s are rare since ancient times.

Even people who practice martial arts usually have more longevity than ordinary people, but at a time when the average life expectancy is only about 60 years old, Wu Xiazi is already considered a long lifespan.

Huang Xiaoshi vaguely remembered that Wu Xiazi had probably been like this for a few years, and now he was more concerned about when Wu Xiazi would pass on [Beiming Shengong] to his disciples, and when would he give the position of head of the Xiaoyao Sect to him. get out.

It stands to reason that the master should teach the martial arts some time in advance. After all, it takes time to practice martial arts. In case the disciple fails to practice well, the master can still give some pointers.

If you have to wait until you are about to die on the bed before explaining the secrets of martial arts, what should you do if you miss your breath and let the martial arts be lost.

Huang Xiaoshi also saw Weiming. Since Weiming broke through in the first battle of Huashan, he has been promoted two levels in a row, and now his level is almost equal to his own.

Now, Huang Xiaoshi and Weiming have a common title called "Two Heroes".

This title sounds unlucky, anyway, Huang Xiaoshi knows it, but those who are called two heroes together will probably die or be disabled in the end.

Now the martial arts world already has the feeling that the storm is about to come, and no sect now feels that it can stay out of it.Huang Xiaoshi came to visit Wuxiazi this time because he wanted to find out.

Huang Xiaoshi remembered that probably the Wulin would start preparing to call on all sects to hold a Wulin conference together, and then elect the leader of the Wulin.

Of course, it won't be that fast.

After all, the martial arts has been scattered like this for many years. To re-establish the martial arts league, let alone the small sects, there are also big differences among the six major sects.

Who wants to have multiple people in charge on their head?

Moreover, the current situation has changed far beyond the original plot. When the six major factions find that things cannot be done and need to work together to fight against Tianlongjiao, I don't know if they can pinch the martial arts in bulk.

Seeing the increasingly turmoil in the world, Huang Xiaoshi still has no clue of top-level internal strength, and he feels really anxious.

If the world is in chaos and the heroes are fighting for hegemony, if you are still at this level, then you can only sigh "All calculations are hard work, and the pity is all for others."

Of course, now that he has arrived in Happy Valley, Huang Xiaoshi still has to come over and ask.

……

After Wuxiazi sat down on the chair, Weiming brought him a cup of tea.Wang Rong went home after the Chinese New Year, so the matter of making tea fell into Weiming's hands again.

"Master." Huang Xiaoshi asked Wu Xiazi with a sincere heart: "I have encountered obstacles in my practice recently, no matter how I practice, I can't go any further.

I implore Master to give pointers. "

After hearing Huang Xiaoshi's words, some tired Wuxia cheered up, and said to Huang Xiaoshi, "Xiaoshi, stretch out your hand."

Huang Xiaoshi stretched out his hand in front of Wu Xiazi, and Wu Xiazi pressed his veins with two fingers.

Afterwards, a warm internal force entered Huang Xiaoshi's body, and it retreated after a quick swim.

Wu Xiazi withdrew his fingers, closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Xiaoshi, do you know that your body is different from others'?"

Huh?
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoshi shook his head quickly.

"Your body was born weak, and you had a good life when you were young, and you didn't experience the wind and sun, so you grew up very weak." Wu Xiazi said to Huang Xiaoshi.

At this time, Weiming next to him answered and asked: "Master, isn't it a good thing that you haven't experienced the wind and the sun? How could you grow weak instead?"

Wu Xiazi pointed to the big tree outside the door and said: "How tall and straight it is without wind and rain. If you grow it in the house, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a potted plant."

"So, Master?" Huang Xiaoshi humbly asked for advice.

"So, your body is not strong." Wu Xiazi said to Huang Xiaoshi stroking his beard, "In other words, your body bones are not suitable for martial arts, and it is enough to learn some techniques of nourishing qi and strengthening your body.

I don't know, good fortune tricks people, good fortune tricks people.

However, with such a strong body, he is also a martial arts prodigy with excellent talent.

The world is really impermanent. "

"This, what Master means is that I should not study martial arts too much, so as not to overwhelm my body?" Huang Xiaoshi finally got what Wu Xiazi meant, and he was taken aback.

What's the situation, the more I practice martial arts, the shorter my life will be?
Huang Xiaoshi sat quietly and thought for a while, then said to Wu Xiazi: "Master, that disciple has another question.

In the Jiang Mansion of Luoyang City, the ancestral [Tiangang Wuji Kung Fu] is an extremely powerful internal skill.I think Jiang Yu from the Jiang family is probably weaker than me, but he seems to be fine. "

After Wu Xiazi sighed, he said to Huang Xiaoshi: "At first, only Jiang Tianxiong and I talked about this matter.

When Jiang Tianxiong was [-] years old, I went to Jiangfu and happened to see Jiang Yu, who was only ten years old, practicing martial arts.

Jiang Tianxiong asked me to feel Jiang Yu's bones, so I touched his whole body.

This kid Jiang Yu is also a natural martial arts genius, but his body and bones are not suitable for martial arts training at all, let alone [Tiangang Promise Kung Fu].

If [Tiangang Wuji Kungfu] is within ten weights, his body and bones can still bear it, and his lifespan is sixty or seventy, so there is no big problem.

But every time he practiced one more weight, he would lose at least three years of life. "

This.

What a great secret to hear.

However, now is not the time to mourn for the Jiang family, Huang Xiaoshi closed his eyes and recalled a strange phenomenon he had observed before.

Huang Xiaoshi began to practice internal strength, and every time a character rises to a level, his health and blood will increase.

But after I reached level [-], the ratio of the increased health and blood value of the character after upgrading gradually changed.

The increase in qi and blood is a lot, but the increase in life is relatively small. After reaching level [-], the life basically does not increase, and each level only increases qi and blood.

Originally, Huang Xiaoshi thought it was part of the setting, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

Life value is not just a numerical value, nor is it just the blood bar when being beaten, it should still represent the length of one's lifespan.

After figuring this out, Huang Xiaoshi immediately came to his senses.

Fuck that moron, let alone whether he will be a shit-stirring stick or not, and whether he will return to his hometown, Huang Xiaoshi feels uncomfortable all over his body after knowing how long it is before his death.

After chatting for a while, Huang Xiaoshi bid farewell to Wuxiazi.

On the way back to Luoyang, Huang Xiaoshi looked a little lonely.

It was the first time he faced such a difficult life.

Many people often joke that "smoking is equal to chronic loss of life" and "staying up late is continuous loss of life", but there are many people who stay up late while smoking.

The core point is that although everyone knows the truth, they always take chances and always feel that if they smoke another cigarette and stay up for another night, it will be fine.

But like Huang Xiaoshi, being able to see his own health intuitively has a huge impact.

3273.

This is your maximum life value.

Although I don't know how it is deducted, the higher the number, the better. It is best to reach 9999, or 99999.

To be honest, Huang Xiaoshi had some admiration for Jiang Yu.

When a person finds that he practices martial arts, the more he practices, the shorter his life is, and he can still practice hard day and night. This is really a belief that transcends life and death.

Now the question is, is there still a need for me to do any magical powers?

Is it worthwhile to shorten one's lifespan for the so-called becoming stronger?
Huang Xiaoshi, who has lived for two lifetimes, is still unable to answer this question.

Suddenly, Huang Xiaoshi was very envious of Fang Yunhua, the winner in life, so indulging in pure happiness, isn't he happy?
……

No, not happy at all.

As soon as Fang Yunhua returned to Wudang, he was surrounded by two women.

Fortunately, after Huang Xiaoshi passed on the secret book to him, Fang Yunhua studied hard on the road and practiced hard on the road. With his strong comprehension ability, he quickly learned it.

At this time, Fang Yunhua only had the idea of ​​pure martial arts in his mind.

Half an hour later, Fang Yunhua exited the bedroom with ease.

The results of today's battle were quite fruitful, and it really exceeded Fang Yunhua's imagination.

It was the first time Fang Yunhua asked Yi Lan to stop, and this woman finally had the time to stop.

In order to punish Yi Lan, Fang Yunhua continued for three more rounds.

Fang Yunhua, the wind of the king, walked out of the bedroom imposingly, and came to Wudang's Library Pavilion with a mood of desire and desire.

The Zangshu Pavilion is not a top-secret place, but there are all kinds of notes collected or handwritten by the successive heads of the Wudang School, and each head of the Wudang School is obliged to add content to the Zangshu Pavilion.

In order to worry about getting dirty, damaged or lost, the Library Pavilion is generally not open to disciples, but disciples are allowed to consult it if they want to.

This is also an important reason for the enduring prosperity of the Wudang School.

Now, Fang Yunhua, who no longer has any worldly thoughts in his heart, just wants to swim in the ocean of knowledge, began to read from the notes of Zhang Zhenren, the first generation of Wudang master.

First of all, Zhang Zhenren's "Five Virtues", then Fang Yunhua read "Rootless Tree", and finally read "Mystery Straight Talk", "Meditation Song", and "Xuanyao Chapter".

In less than a quarter of an hour, Fang Yunhua suddenly wanted to struggle ashore from the ocean of knowledge.

Damn, what are these writings, I can't understand! !
This really can't be blamed on Fang Yunhua's low level of education.

I'm afraid that Fang Yunhua is a dick, and he is also a rare cultural person in this era.

But now there is a problem, that is, there is a huge cultural gap between Fang Yunhua's knowledge reserve and these summary manuscripts.

Another situation is that these Taoist classics are originally in the clouds, and if you want to experience martial arts from them, you need extremely deep Taoist cultivation.

Fang Yunhua didn't even know how to do this, he could understand a hammer.

This, this, this.

Fang Yunhua looked at the classics in the room, and he was also anxious.

In terms of experience in practicing internal strength, Fang Yunhua is not as good as Huang Xiaoshi.

When Fang Yunhua passed through, his body already knew internal energy, he had never received someone's energy transmission, let alone experienced others' internal energy running around in his body like Huang Xiaoshi did.

You said, in such a situation, how did you let Fang Yunhua experience such profound martial arts?
But the eldest brother has already issued a task, asking himself to integrate the martial arts of the Wudang sect, what should we do?
Soon, Fang Yunhua, the master of lying down, quickly thought of a way.

The next day, Fang Yunhua found some well-written, honest and hardworking juniors from among his juniors, and summoned them to the Zangshu Pavilion to copy books.

We Wudang disciples not only want to practice martial arts, but more importantly, we want to learn Taoist classics.

Come on, Zhang Zhenren's manuscript, each of you will copy a copy for me, and I will check it in three days.

Three days later, Master Fang tested the disciples one by one. Yes, they all wrote very well, especially Junior Brother Gu Shi, who copied two copies by himself.

Afterwards, Fang Yunhua packed up these recopied manuscripts, and sent them to Huang Xiaoshi all at once.

Done.

　During the epidemic, Qidian sent everyone a free leave slip, but I didn’t use it until it was invalidated.

　　Suddenly there is a faint sense of loss.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)