Chapter 130 Two months, the second grade of martial arts
At the same time, in a quiet room of King Wu's Mansion, two guards stood guard at the door.

This is the practice room arranged by Zhao Hongming alone. Compared with other houses, the whole room is bigger and larger, and the floor of the room is paved with diamond rock, which is extremely hard.

It can be used by Wu Fu.

There is only one futon in the practice room, and no other extra furniture.

At this time, Zhao Hongming was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes fixed on a certain place in his sight: "Martial skill Broken Mountain, break through!"

In an instant, the personal attribute panel changed, and Sui Yue's martial skill level jumped to the second level.

【Name: Zhao Hongming】

[Cultivation method: Eight Desolation Immortality Kungfu-Wu Dan Yipin (13331/100000)]

【武技:开天第二境(28/2000)、荒秘行(11422/∞)、碎岳第二境(61/3000)、镇魔第一境(85/2000)、搬山第一境(565/1000)】

[Martial arts that can be broken through: None]

[Today's training time: 4 hours]

【Physical: Spirit Embryo】

[Root Bonus: 4.0]

While Wu Qi was training soldiers, Zhao Hongming was not idle and devoted himself to the cultivation of martial arts.

After these days of painstaking training, the cultivation progress of kung fu and martial arts has increased, and three of them have reached the level of breakthrough.

In his opinion, these three martial arts will respectively represent the supreme sword technique, the supreme burst, and the supreme defense.After the continuous optimization and strengthening of [Tiandao Rewards], it has reached a perfect level.

Even if the warriors in this world are gathered together and exhausted their entire life's talents and learning, they may not be able to deduce such martial arts.

If any martial arts master saw these martial arts, he would be shocked.

This is the power of heaven rewards diligence.

However, Zhao Hongming was not very happy. As his cultivation continued to improve, he gradually understood what Emperor Jian'an meant when he said that the road to martial arts was broken.

The broken path of martial arts does not mean that martial arts cannot be cultivated to a certain level, but that after a certain level of cultivation, even if martial arts is improved, the changes it can bring are very limited.

It's like saying that a martial artist has practiced a martial art to the point of perfection. No matter how much he improves by one point or ten points, his appearance of killing people will remain the same, and there will be no changes internally or externally.

Zhao Hongming felt that there was an upper limit, which nailed the upper limit of martial arts in this world, and no one could surpass it.

After Zhao Hongming broke through the three martial arts this time, he found that the increased power was [-] to [-] percent less than the previous breakthrough.

Now he doesn't feel much in the bravery realm, but he has an intuition that after he breaks through to the creation realm, this feeling of "breaking" will be extremely obvious.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongming didn't feel depressed or unfair, but it aroused his competitive spirit.

With 【Heavenly Rewards】, he is confident that the value of this upper limit will definitely be able to break through.

Just like what he said before, maybe it's not safe to practice one of the immortal martial arts, so you should practice more other immortal martial arts.

If it doesn't work, you can also try methods other than martial arts.

He vaguely remembered that the cultivation methods used by the old Taoist of Shangxianmen and the Luling Wang family were different from the conventional cultivation techniques he had seen.

National destiny, family secrets, and immortal martial arts are all methods that he can constantly practice and borrow.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongming's heart skipped a beat twice, and his blood boiled.

The muscles all over his body made crackling sounds and were so tight.

Especially the muscles between the two arms, as if there were many mice lying on his arms, each muscle was raised high, and it seemed to contain destructive power.

Zhao Hongming opened his mouth to let out a hot breath, and glanced at his thigh-thick arms.

He knew that this was not due to the growth of his body muscles to such an extent, but the result of the qi, blood and true meaning contained in his body under the special use of martial arts.

Zhao Hongming can roughly guess the power of it without trying.

He calmed down the emotions in his heart, and stopped the [Broken Yue] martial skill.

The bulging arms gradually receded, returned to their normal appearance, and walked towards the door.

After Gao Yanshi collected all the information for today, he walked quickly to Zhao Hongming's practice room.

He stood at Zhao Hongming's door and did not disturb him, but guarded patiently.

He is also a martial artist, and he knows that the most taboo thing for a martial artist in the process of cultivation is to be interrupted and disturbed by others.

Fortunately, he was not made to wait outside the door for too long. Zhao Hongming just finished his practice this morning.

Squeak!

The door opens.

Zhao Hongming came out of the practice room with his upper body bare.

His skin was red, and there was a trace of white gas in the slightly cold air.

Gao Yanshi, who was guarding the door, seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He took out a long coat from the hands of the guard, and put it on Zhao Hongming's body familiarly.

Zhao Hongming asked casually, "Did the Daliang Imperial City Division find out?"

Gao Yanshi replied: "Reporting to Your Highness, the Imperial City Division has already found out, and there is no problem."

Zhao Hongming stepped forward and walked out. There was a small garden outside the practice room. It was autumn at this time, and the chrysanthemums inside were in full bloom.

Gao Yanshi lowered his head and followed closely.

"Tell me carefully."

Gao Yanshi replied: "As His Highness guessed, Zhang Yi did not come from an ordinary background. He is a junior brother of Zhao Guo Su Qing, a disciple of Yunmeng Sect. Now he is accompanied by a junior sister of the same clan, and they call each other brothers and sisters."

Zhao Hongming asked curiously: "What kind of martial art school is this Yunmeng Sect?"

"It's an ordinary martial arts sect in Chu State. However, unlike other martial arts forces, Yunmeng Sect doesn't pay much attention to martial arts cultivation, but instead focuses on teaching its disciples strategies and tactics. It is said that those who practice in this sect are all born He is lowly, has poor martial arts talent, and is smart."

Zhao Hongming smiled: "It's really an interesting sect. In the future, if I have a chance, I will visit this Sect Master Yunmeng."

"Your Highness, the Yunmeng Sect is gone." Gao Yanshi said.

"Well, that's a pity."

It's just a martial arts force, Zhao Hongming didn't think much about it, he waved his hand and said, "Go down and do other things."

"Yes, Your Highness, the slave will leave."

Gao Yanshi bowed his head and exited the small garden.

Zhao Hongming stood alone among the chrysanthemums. He had a lot of secrets, so he had to deal with it carefully.

It is true that Zhang Yi is talented, and he is also fearless, but in the future, he can't be ignorant of this person if he wants to entrust him with more peace of mind.

Otherwise, I was clearly understood by my subordinates, but my opponents didn't know anything, this King Wu would be too dereliction of duty.

Military strategists have long said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle, and the same principle applies to your subordinates.

Zhao Hongming feels that there is nothing wrong with being careful, and it will definitely be of great use in the future.

Time is like flowing water, and years are like a shuttle.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

The temperature in Yingjun gradually dropped and turned cold. After the busy autumn, the Yinghe River has become much deserted.

During these three months (plus the previous time), after Zhao Hongming's preparation in advance, he earned enough silver taels, and in the Wang family's transaction, he got a lot of armor and crossbows, which did not let him down. The progress of Wu Qi's military training in the suburbs was delayed.

But the off-duty consumption of nearly a thousand people is not something a small Mingjiao can afford.

Even if Zhao Hongming used his strength to wipe out five relatively notorious martial arts forces, it was still not enough.

After a little calculation, the materials in his hands, whether wishing stones or gold and silver, can only last for another month.

It just so happened that with his two months of penance, it was almost enough, and he could find a way to truly control the country of this county.

With a flick of his consciousness, Zhao Hongming called up the [Heavenly Rewards] martial art panel, and information about his personal cultivation surfaced.

【Name: Zhao Hongming】

[Cultivation method: Eight Desolation Immortality Kungfu-Wu Dan Yipin (100061/100000)]

【武技:开天第二境(49/2000)、荒秘行(13412/∞)、碎岳第二境(257/3000)、镇魔第一境(188/2000)、搬山第一境(754/1000)】

[Breakthrough in Martial Arts: Eternal Immortality]

[Today's training time: 11 hours]

【Physical: Spirit Embryo】

[Root Bonus: 4.0]

In two months, after realizing the upper limit of martial arts improvement, Zhao Hongming put more energy on the practice of martial arts.

At least judging from now, he hasn't found any signs that the Eight Desolation Immortality Kung Fu has reached that "value".

It is more cost-effective to practice the Eight Desolation Immortality than those martial arts.

After reaching the Bravery Realm, the Eight Desolation Immortal Kung Fu still performed very steadily, and brought Zhao Hongming different advantages from other martial artists.

One is the endless sincerity like a surging river, which made him show unexpected resilience during the battle.

The other is to strengthen the flesh and blood of the body, so that the damage suffered can be recovered in an instant.

These two items alone have benefited Zhao Hongming a lot.

The eight wastes are not old, and it is worthy of the name of "health preservation".

Zhao Hongming straightened his mind, and a thought came to his mind: "Breakthrough!"

Familiarity strikes.

After a few breaths, Zhao Hongming clearly saw that the information on the cultivation method in the attribute panel of [Tiandao Rewards Qin] has changed.

[Cultivation method: Eight Desolation Immortality Kungfu-Martial Dan Second Grade (61/400000)]

And at the moment when the information on the property panel changed, Zhao Hongming's body trembled and his whole body went numb.

There seemed to be a sudden thunder in the body, like a spring thunder exploding, containing some kind of vitality, which shocked Zhao Hongming deafly.

The faint scent of green grass permeated Zhao Hongming's body, and with it, there was the blue mist.

This time the cyan mist became thicker, and it was no longer as thin as before.

After the sound of thunder, Zhao Hongming's ears fell into a kind of silence.

He couldn't hear any other sounds from the outside world, only his own thunderous heartbeat could be heard.

Every sound is like a drumbeat, full of rhythm and vitality.

The bridge between heaven and earth he visualized extended and became more majestic.

The eternal true meaning flowing endlessly on it is like a big blue river, rushing towards the sea.

Zhao Hongming opened his eyes, and the cyan mist around him condensed and did not disperse, and he felt unprecedented peace of mind.

He gently stood up from the futon, his feet bare on the ground, motionless.

Zhao Hongming put all his mind into it, recalled the breathing method at the beginning of the Eight Desolation Age, and began to breathe seriously.

A layer of ruddy luster gradually appeared on his face, as if carved by Wen Yu, and he felt that his body was full of strength, as if he had merged with the earth.

Even though it was approaching early winter, he stood on the cold stone surface, his feet were also warm, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

Zhao Hongming breathed steadily, his eyes froze, his hands followed what he thought in his heart, and pinched the magic weapon with one hand.

The cyan mist that immediately lingered around him gathered behind Zhao Hongming as if he had received an order.

A man's head that resembled him slowly took shape.

This head was as big as Zhao Hongming alone, and it looked lifelike and majestic.

After the head was formed, it slowly floated up behind him, and in the process of floating upward, the neck, shoulders, and eighteen arms extended one after another.

From a distance, it looked like a huge god who looked down upon the heavens and the earth descended, gently protecting Zhao Hongming in his arms.

At this point, Zhao Hongming knew that he had reached the limit of what he could do.

But that alone is enough to shock the world.

Eighteen arms means that he can superimpose [-] times the power, together with the Broken Mountain Martial Skill, combined with one explosion, it is enough to kill a third-rank or even fourth-rank martial artist.

In this Ying County, he has never heard of anyone who can reach the third rank of martial arts, except for the ancestors of the Wang family.

The ancestor of the Wang family is old, and his energy and blood have declined a lot. Even if he has a third-grade martial arts cultivation level, it is still unknown how much he can perform now.

In other words, start at this moment.

He has no one to fear in Ying County.

Wu Wang Zhao Hongming is not just a king in name only, the word "Wu" is worthy of its name.

……

at the same time.

In the Wang family's artificial lake, in front of the ancient bronze gate, stood four people.

The county guard Chen Shenghai, the patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Jingzhi, the head of the Wang family, and an old Taoist dressed in shabby clothes.

"Master, are we ready for everything?"

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Of course I'm ready, I won't lose the chain at this time, old Taoist."

As he spoke, he took out a soul-calling flag and shook it in his hand.

Soon the mysterious characters embroidered on the soul-calling banner began to light up, exuding a chilling aura.

"If today's Dao collapses, it is not easy to control the spirit-gathering device, thanks to the support of the Wang family and the county guards." The old Taoist said with a smile: "Using the Wang family's ancient fairy formation method, using the energy of tens of thousands of people , I am an experienced person who can refine such a thing. Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on today."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist's face became serious, he threw the soul-calling flag forward, and waved a small flag in his hand.

Immediately, the soul-calling banner was fixed in the void, and it unfolded the banner. In front of the ancient bronze gate, it began to shake with the gesture of the old Taoist.

Every time it shakes, there seems to be a majestic spiritual power spreading.

The runes on the ancient bronze door began to flicker.

 I got sick on the weekend, I think it's better to follow my own pace, and I can't overdraw myself so much.I'm not a speed writer, and writing forcefully can sometimes backfire.It is still necessary to save some energy and deal with the next job, so as to balance the two.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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