Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 146
"Your Highness, perhaps the State of Zhao wants to start war again." Gao Yanshi stood beside Zhao Hongming and said: "Before the Three Kingdoms attacked Wei, the State of Zhao did not get any benefits, and three cities were taken away by the State of Qi. The same goes for everyone in the State of Zhao. I have resentment in my heart. Now that I have been relieved for half a year, I will inevitably have some thoughts."

Zhao Hongming was convinced. As far as he knew, this beautiful woman had only been with Chen Shenghai for more than a year. It was the time when the three countries of Chu, Zhao and Han were about to use troops against Wei. It had to be reminiscent of her.

"What you said makes sense. The weather is getting colder now, and winter will begin in Ying County in three months. It is not suitable to use troops. It is a good time to spy on intelligence. So what kind of martial arts force is the Black Clothes Society?"

Gao Yanshi told all the information he had obtained one by one: "Back to your highness, the Black Clothes Society in Zhao is slightly different from other martial arts forces. Their sect is good at body skills and disguise, so they are very good at spying on information. Every nation has its spies.”

"Then what is the strength of this martial arts force?"

"The leader of the Black Clothes Club is a first-level martial artist. Apart from him, there are no other warriors in the martial arts realm. Most of the sect is not good at attacking and killing."

After Gao Yanshi's introduction, he also had a general understanding of Zhao Guo's Black Clothes Club.

He still doesn't know the specific purpose of the Black Clothes Club coming here, but since they have different positions, it won't be a good thing for him.

Besides, if the State of Zhao wanted to exchange information with him and establish normal communication relations, the State of Zhao could just send a mission directly.

As a border prince, he also had some diplomatic power and was qualified to receive envoys.

But Zhao Guo did not, and obviously had no intention of establishing a normal communication relationship with Zhao Hongming.

Although Ying County has geographical conditions that are easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is still a border barrier for the Wei State. Once it is breached, most of the eastern half of the Wei State will be greatly threatened.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hongming said to Gao Yanshi: "In the future, you can find a way to spread more spies on the Wei-Zhao border. If there is any change in Zhao, please tell me directly."

"Yes, I will take care of it now." Gao Yanshi bowed respectfully and then disappeared from Zhao Hongming's sight.

Gao Yanshi walked out of the palace, looked back at the palace, and muttered to himself: "It's really strange, how did your Highness find out about the Black Clothes Society?"

If His Highness hadn't asked him to inspect that study, he might not have known that Zhao Guo's Black Clothes Club had reached out to this place.

The intelligence network I have established is still a bit crude. I need to discuss it with Zhang Yi to see how to make it more complete.

After finding out the martial arts force that the beautiful woman worked for, Zhao Hongming felt much more at ease.

Fear comes from the unknown.

If you have everything figured out, then there is nothing to worry about.

Zhao Hongming thought about it comprehensively and did not plan to deal with the beautiful woman now.

Now that she has mastered this hidden secret, there are still many things she can take advantage of.

It's not that easy to tell whether the information is true or false.

For more than half a month, Zhao Hongming pretended not to know about this and focused on his cultivation.

At the same time, he handed over many government affairs in Ying County to Zhang Yi, and secretly ordered Wu Qi to recruit troops and train more Wei soldiers to prepare for future emergencies.

……

Outside Luling City, a group of people flew past quickly. Everyone was wearing plain robes and running towards somewhere with stern faces.

This group of people is none other than Zhang Yubao, the steward of the Mingjiao Tiger Hall.

They soon rushed into a village.

"Manager Zhang, look!"

"Appreciate~"

Zhang Yubao, the leader, reined in his horse and stopped. After seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes were full of shock.

In front of them, more than 100 people in the whole village, old and young, were all "heaped" together.

Their skin clung to their bones, looking dry.

The stone mill on the side was still dripping red blood, and half of the baby's palm was exposed inside.

"Who did this?!"

Zhang Yubao's eyes were widened and his eyes were about to burst.

Hutang owns many properties, and the fertile fields around this village are one of their properties.

And many of the people living in this village are the families of many old gang members.

At this moment, everyone was slaughtered, and there was no one left alive. The old gang members who asked Hutang to follow them were all furious and wanted to find each other and take revenge.

Zhang Yubao gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who it is, we will find him out and tear him into pieces. Let me see if there are any clues left in the village."

"Yes!"

This time, Zhang Yubao brought a total of more than a dozen Tiger Hall disciples, most of whom were old men from the Tiehu Gang and were relatively capable in their work.

After his order, the dozen Tiger Hall disciples dismounted, dispersed, and poured into the village to look for targets.

The corpse's body, which had been drained of all its vitality, looked ferocious and terrifying in the sunlight.

The expressions on each of their faces were extremely painful, as if they had endured great suffering and torture before death.

Zhang Yubao's face was cold. He silently took out the long knife hanging from his waist and walked to the body. His sharp eyes scanned around like an eagle.

'I hope the thief hasn't gone far. '

At this time, the gang members who were searching around the village suddenly shouted: "Steward, I found something. I found a battle flag."

"What formation flag? Where is it?" Zhang Yubao heard the movement and trotted over.

When he received the news of the accident in the village, he was still with other hall masters of Mingjiao to discuss matters in the church.

If according to the current rules in the church, if something like this happens, you should immediately report it to the leader of the church, or come over with other church members to investigate.

But Zhang Yubao felt that this was a matter of their original Tiehu Gang. After learning the news, he organized some people to rush over immediately, and did not follow the rules of the sect.

In addition, he also has some selfish motives for doing this.

They have now joined the Ming Cult, and the leader of the Ming Cult, Wei Wuji, is famous and at the height of his power.

And many martial arts forces in Ying County began to be surrounded and annexed by them, or completely declined for one reason or another.

There used to be more than 100 martial arts factions in Ying County, but now there are only twenty or thirty schools left.

At the speed of their rise, it would only be a matter of time before these twenty or thirty families were annexed by them.

Mingjiao has a tendency to unify Luling and even Yingjun.

In particular, the strength of the leader is unpredictable and almost unrivaled in Ying County.

If he could do something to attract the leader's attention at this time, it would be of great benefit to his future development in Hutang.

At the same time, this incident happened within the sphere of influence of their Tiger Hall. If the incident in the village could be dealt with quickly and beautifully, it would also be of great help to consolidate his position in the hall.

If he is not strong enough, he can only think more about other things. Otherwise, as more and more martial arts forces merge in, his position in Hutang will be in jeopardy.

Therefore, this time he was particularly active, careful and conscientious in his work.

Zhang Yubao walked to the gangster who had noticed something, looked over according to what he pointed in his hand, and found a small triangular flag firmly planted on the ground.

There is also a looming blood-red light symbol floating on it.

Zhang Yubao felt that this small triangular flag looked familiar, but he couldn't recall it at the moment.

"Manager Zhang, I also found one."

"I noticed that too."

"I have them here too."

……

At this moment, other gang members discovered traces of the triangular flag one after another.Zhang Yubao's expression became solemn. He strode over and checked one by one. He found that these triangular formation flags were all in one set, and he suddenly felt vigilant.

"There's someone!" A member of the gang saw a strange figure in the middle of the village.

Everyone heard the sound and looked, and their eyes fell on the center of the village.

In the vast rice field, a man dressed as a Taoist priest stood in the center.

Zhang Yubao turned around and walked slowly over, feeling wary.

This person seemed to appear out of thin air, without any trace or movement.

Everyone thought that the real murderer had come out, and everyone held their breath. There was only the sound of the breeze blowing and the corners of clothes swinging.

After Zhang Yubao approached, he held the steel knife in his hand and asked: "I am the steward of the Mingjiao Tiger Hall. Who are you? Are you responsible for this village?"

The Taoist priest standing on the rice field showed no reaction, remained motionless, and turned a deaf ear to Zhang Yubao's words.

Seeing this, Zhang Yubao could not help but feel angry on his face. He thought that the Taoist priest had acquiesced. He said angrily: "We, the Mingjiao Hutang, have no enmity with you. You have killed hundreds of our Hutang family members. You really think that we are soft persimmons." , at your mercy?"

"Go!"

With a loud shout, all the Tiger Hall disciples who were suffocating in their hearts swarmed forward. They all rushed forward and slashed with their swords.

A strange scene appeared.

When everyone started chopping away, the old Taoist figure in the middle of the rice field disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before.

The Tiger Hall disciples who took action looked at each other.

"You are pretending to be a ghost, it must be near this village." Zhang Yubao was sure, waved his hand and said: "Search carefully for me!"

The people living in the village are ordinary people without martial arts talent. Killing these people does not mean anything.

He didn't believe that a dozen warriors couldn't take down the perpetrator.

Zhang Yubao stepped forward and looked around for Lao Dao's whereabouts.

But the old way's behavior is really weird.

He searched a lot and found nothing.

"Steward, we didn't find that Taoist here."

"Impossible. No matter how good his physical skills are, a big living person can't slip away in front of so many people. Unless..." Zhang Yubao's heart skipped a beat: "He is a martial artist in the martial arts realm."

He suddenly had a bad premonition, and when he thought about the tragic death of the villagers in front of him, this bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

After careful consideration, Zhang Yubao decisively gave the order to retreat: "Retreat, go back and report to the leader, and let the leader make a decision."

He wanted to prove that he was true in front of the leader, but now his judgment was wrong and he encountered a danger beyond his control, so he had to change his strategy.

Life matters.

Just when he was about to take people away.

hum!
A crisp sound suddenly resounded around the village, and streaks of blood-red light shot up from the banners, forming a blood-red light curtain that shut them all inside.

"what!"

Screams rang out one after another around Zhang Yubao.

He looked back and saw that the heads of the many warriors he had brought began to bleed, and wisps of silk-like blood-colored light were continuously drawn out from their bodies.

"Hahaha!"

Outside the bloody light curtain, arrogant laughter could be heard.

Zhang Yubao followed the sound and found that it was the old Taoist from before.

At this time, his expression was crazy, his eyes were red, and he shouted ecstatically: "I'm going to become a master!"

Zhang Yubao suddenly remembered a rumor circulating in Luling City and shouted: "You are a Taoist from the Immortal Sect!"

The old Taoist outside the blood curtain turned a deaf ear to him, but kept making tactic with both hands.

Zhang Yubao didn't want to wait for death here, so he endured the discomfort and rushed out of the blood curtain.

However, he hadn't taken a few steps before the blood and essence all over his body seeped out of his pores as if out of control.

The body that was originally full of energy suddenly became weak and weak.

Puff.

Zhang Yubao's feet seemed to be tripped by something, and he fell hard to the ground, unable to get up again.

The vitality of the whole body is constantly draining away.

He put his right hand on his chest, carving on the skin for a while, then opened his mouth and yelled with the last bit of his strength: "If you dare to do this, our leader will never let you go! We will never let you go! Ah... …”

puff!
A large mouthful of dirty blood spurted out of Zhang Yubao's mouth, turning into wisps of red light and floating out.

Then the seven orifices began to ooze blood-colored silk ribbons, and the body quickly stiffened. The skin shrank inward and clung to the bones, turning into a shriveled state.

I don't know how long it took.

Outside the bloody light curtain, the old Taoist looked happy.

He opened his mouth wide open, and the bloody silk-like breath gathered in the void, as if he had found the inclined mouth, kept gathering towards his mouth, and finally swallowed them all.

The old Taoist showed a face of intoxication, and his breath increased a lot at once.

"Hahaha, I'm going to become an immortal soon..."

……

In the palace of King Wu.

Zhao Hongming had just finished his hard training and looked at the [Tiandao Rewards Qin] martial arts panel.

【Name: Zhao Hongming】

【修炼功法：八荒不老功-武胆二品（16822/400000）、阵道经未入门（123/100）、雷霆破灭法身-通窍三品（212/1500）】

【武技：开天第二境（320/2000）、荒秘行（14422/∞）、碎岳第二境（857/3000）、镇魔第一境（518/2000）、搬山第一境（915/1000）】

[Breakthrough in Martial Arts: Formation and Dao Jing]

[Today's training time: 6 hours]

【Physical: Spirit Embryo】

[Root Bonus: 5.5]

After more than ten days of hard training, the Thunder Destruction Dharmakaya has broken through to the level of the third level of Tongqiao, and the Formation Dao Sutra has also shown signs of breakthrough.

The Formation Dao Sutra is extremely difficult to practice. Fortunately, Zhao Hongming was not discouraged. After so many days of unremitting efforts, with the help of [Tiandao Rewards Qin], he was finally able to break through.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated and had the idea of ​​[breakthrough].

with a bang,
Zhao Hongming only felt that for a moment, a lot of knowledge that did not originally belong to him was stuffed into his mind, making him dizzy.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

After a while, he regained his clarity.

Zhao Hongming looked at the information on the martial arts panel of [Tiandao Rewards Qin] and found that the Formation Taoist Scripture had changed from "not yet started" to "beginner".

(End of this chapter)