The Rise of the Marquis

Chapter 32
But the excitement lasted only for a moment.

Soon Wang Jian discovered the problem. Because of his talent, the next few Qi Gathering Pills were not as effective as before.

He tried his best to practice the basic "Changchun Jue" technique, but as time went by, the spiritual power he absorbed from the elixir became less and less. One is enough to reach the first level of Qi training.

But his physical fitness is really bad.
In desperation, Wang Jian also felt ruthless. He finally saw a little hope and didn't want to be shattered like this, so he stopped running "Changchun Jue" and replaced it with "Mingtu Jue", "Cen Bei Jue", "Gui Yin Jue" ", "Liaoyuan Jue", etc., the effect is not obvious, all kinds of exercises are similar, and it made him upset and almost went crazy.

After eating the tenth Qi Gathering Pill and still not reaching the Qi Gathering Floor, Wang Jian himself became ruthless!He thought of the teachings of his masters and elders, saying that magic skills are all about quick success, not steady and steady, and don't pursue skills with a solid foundation. Random practice may make rapid progress at the beginning, but the more hidden dangers become.

But now it's too late to care about the righteous way of evil. I don't know where this hell is, so fuck the righteous way of the devil.Suddenly, he recalled some magic codes that he had read, but was strictly forbidden to practice by his elders and masters, such as "Blood Melting Technique", "Jianyi Dafa", "Hehuan Jue" and so on.

Wang Jian didn't know which one would work, so he practiced them all, and after comparing them, he found that "Acacia Jue" had the best effect and the fastest progress.

He immediately started to practice, and Wang Jian suddenly thought that his aptitude was poor, but Liu Yu and the two masters around her were very aptitude!
In fact, those masters themselves have very good qualifications, such as Uncle Gong, the black-clothed swordsman who assassinated him, and his father's spiritual roots are all very good. Because the spiritual root is excellent, it will naturally absorb more spiritual energy to strengthen the body, and it will naturally be stronger than most people over time.

Like his father, even if he is poisoned and can fight tigers, he is at least at the level after the sixth level of Qi refining.

And "Accompaniment Jue" was left by a well-known demonic figure. He thought of such an evil method because of his poor aptitude and impure spiritual root, which was unable to break through and make progress. That is to harm those with good aptitude through double cultivation The opposite sex came to obtain the cultivation base, so as to successfully build the foundation, concentrate, and fast, and almost became a golden elixir, but he offended too many people along the way, and was killed by many masters before he formed the elixir.

Wang Jian doesn't care about whether he is a demon or not, he just wants to find ways to restore his cultivation as soon as possible. He thinks that the two masters around Liu Yu have very good spiritual roots, and they may be able to use them in the future, especially Liu Yu himself.

Although he forcibly used the "Hehuan Jue" to press the aura of the pill, he was still sweating profusely. Muscles and bones felt relaxed for a while, and some sparse spiritual energy could be felt in the empty dantian. It was as if the body had been reborn, with a lot of strength and more sensitive skills.

One layer of Qi refining!
Wang Jian's whole body was drenched in sweat, and he felt a little exhausted, because he hadn't slept since last night
After dissipating his consciousness, he realized that it was already noon outside. Soldiers in the distance were eating around a cauldron. Busy crowds were coming and going. He got up and went out from the main entrance of the tent, dismissed the guards at the entrance, and then walked around from the rear. The large group of people and soldiers went to the river to take a good bath, and washed their whole body and clothes together.

Then I walked slowly to the river to wring out my clothes, dried them in the sun and let the cool breeze by the river dry them, and my mind gradually became clear.

Lying between the fine sand and green grass by the river, Wang Jian thought in his mind, according to his current progress, fifteen Qi Gathering Pills have only reached the Qi Refining Floor, so if he wants to build a foundation, he will use Qi Gathering Pills as a Snacks to eat.
However, he thought about it carefully, and found that with the level of aura in this world and the richness of precious medicinal herbs, as long as the alchemy technology is more mature, it is not impossible to eat it as a snack.
In the distance, soldiers were coming along the river one after another. Many people lowered their heads to cover the sun, their heads were downcast, and their morale was not high.

Wang Jian quickly returned to the camp and called Uncle Gong to order: "Assemble the recruits, I will train them myself!"
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By the side of the Baishui River, there is sparkling light. The shade of trees in the distance divides the river into light and dark halves. In the shadows, a large number of cavalry are advancing. From time to time, knights stop to let their horses drink water. Simply the most ideal march.

On the inner road of the cavalry unit, there are a large number of infantry in gorgeous armor. The hard leather armor covers the whole body, the chest has a copper heart guard, the shoulders are copper tiger shoulders, the waist and skirt are tiger skin, and the team is neat. Walking along the avenue, singing loud and clear military songs, scaring away the birds in the forest.These are Ma Linggong's personal soldiers and tiger guards, and outsiders also call them "tiger sons" because they are all selected children from noble families in the fiefs under Ma Linggong's command.

They will be raised from childhood and regularly fed with the blood of tigers in the Great Immortal Mountain in the north of the city. It is rumored that those children will be as fierce as tigers when they grow up, and they will be extraordinarily strong. The Duke's most important minions are also the most elite troops in Maling City.

The mountains around Maling City are rich in tigers, and because the north is close to Daxian Mountain, which is the eastern section of Hongdong, and the southwest is Baishui River and its many tributaries, rivers, swamps, and mountains are all over the place, making Howl compared to Heyang Ling and Lishi City. In the northwestern region like Langcheng, where they have to fight Loufan cavalry all the year round, the Maling people worship heavy infantry even more.

Almost only a small number of officers and nobles in their army rode horses, and the rest were infantry.

Mu Zhiyong rode a chestnut horse, surrounded by his own soldiers in front of the team, with the flag unfurled, and he could see a large number of tiger guards advancing along the avenue from his position, they were like a mottled tiger-skinned giant python shuttling through the woods In the middle, the birds were frightened away early, and seeing his own soldiers, he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

He pointed at the army in front of him with his horsewhip and asked, "Can the young Wang family stop such an army?"

The accompanying soldiers and officials laughed loudly, and someone shouted: "He can stop him in a dream!" Then everyone burst into laughter. From everyone's point of view, when Ma Linggong made up his mind to send troops, Wang Jian How could a small Heyang compete with Ma Ling and Heyin? The population of Ma Ling alone was several times that of Heyang.

Mu Zhiyong proudly pointed his horsewhip to the north, crossing the Baishui River and the distant woods, which seemed to be pointing the country, "From now on, all the land from the north of the Baishui River to Howling Wolf will be named Mu.

Next time when I cross the Baishui River again, I will hang the head of Xiaoer Wang's family on my horse! "

(End of this chapter)