Infinite, starting from Jinmen, the martial arts

Chapter 16 The snow is rising and the cold wind is like a knife (please follow up)

"The snow fell earlier this year."

There was heavy snow in the sky, and a cold current flowed from north to south. It was only November.

Heavy snow has fallen in the capital, and the snow is flying, and the chill is spreading.

This winter, I don’t know how many people will freeze to death in the wind and snow.

In the north courtyard of Shunyuan Escort Bureau, Zuo Zongyuan looked at the flying snow in the sky, but his mind was no longer on the flying snow.

Mr. Wang Wu, from the time of the accident to now, there has been no news for half a year.

Next to him stood Chen Qingyang, with sadness on his face.

As for He Yongqi, his injuries were 20% better three days ago. With the addition of the [-]-year-old wild ginseng, his energy was almost restored and he left Shunyuan Escort Agency.

It was agreed that we would meet in the room in the North Courtyard seven days later, and then the woman would return a century-old ginseng root.

Of course, the most important thing is that she wants to come back and discuss with Chen Qingyang how to assassinate the old witch again.

That woman also refused to give up.

From this one month's short time together, Chen Qingyang also learned a lot about the things in the White Lotus Sect.

Among the White Lotus Sect, the leader left ten years ago and disappeared. Millions of followers have never found his trace, and he is probably dead.

In the church, apart from her being a saint, there is actually a deputy leader.

This deputy leader is He Yongqi’s elder brother, his biological brother!
But the two of them did not deal with each other. He Yongqi's ideal has never been rebellion.

But I want the current Qing court to change to a person in charge. That old witch is really not a son of a human being.

She expected that after this assassination, after the death of the old witch, someone from the Qing court would take charge.

However, such thoughts are undoubtedly a dream.

On the contrary, Chen Qingyang became even more curious about He Yongqi's brother. After all, Chen Qingyang, who understood history, knew that the Qing court had not existed for long.

If that person really has ideas and confidence, they can cooperate.

However, Chen Qingyang's main purpose right now is to kill the old woman.

You can put the rest aside for now and talk about it later.

Some of the prairie fires have now begun to ignite sparks, such as Wang Wuye’s good friend, Mr. Resurrection...

Seeds need to be watered with blood to germinate and grow vigorously.

If others can do it, Chen Qingyang can do it too...

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"The wind is getting colder and colder. This winter is not so easy."

With a sigh, Chen Qingyang walked to the field and stepped on the snow in the courtyard, making a clicking sound.

It only took two days, and the snow in the courtyard was already nearly half a foot deep.

"By the way, Senior Brother Huo will come to the capital in a few days to deliver medicinal materials. You can meet him then."

Zuo Zongyuan walked to the door of the courtyard, turned around and said something.

Chen Qingyang nodded: "Okay, I'll bother Brother Zuo."

"Brothers, don't say these things. I have understood what you want to do in this month."

"To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that there is no news about the master, my wife and the rest of the escort agency would need me to support them."

"I will do it with you. I want to do such a big thing and save the people from the fire and water."

It's not just Zuo Zongyuan. These words are put among today's warriors. I'm afraid there are not many who want to do this. The premise is that there is a way out.

With a chuckle, Chen Qingyang said: "I understand what Brother Zuo is thinking, haha."

"It's the same thing if I do it."

"My existence has already caused a lot of trouble to the escort agency. Brother Zuo has done enough to take good care of the escort agency."

After hearing these words, Zuo Zongyuan shook his head and sighed, and walked out of the yard.After all, the majority of warriors in this era want to do something.

In the courtyard, Chen Qingyang stood quietly in the wind and snow. A cold wind came, driving the snowflakes like knives, blowing on his face, covering it with wind and frost.

I visualize myself in my mind, feeling very calm inside.

He Yongqi handed over the magic method to Chen Qingyang, which was what he asked for.

Although this method is successful for very few people, it depends on who it is for.

Chen Qingyang's talent in martial arts is not inferior to anyone's, even the masters and gods of this era are no exception.

It was only when Sun Lutang was in his 30s or 40s that he realized his own way and became a martial arts saint.

Chen Qingyang may have cared about fame and fortune when he debuted, but in the short time since he came to this world, his thoughts have changed.

What fame and fortune?
It's all just personal demands. In today's world, personal grudges are trivial matters.

He asked himself that he was a selfish person, but in the face of this era, he wanted to do something after all.

I am just a passer-by, free to do whatever I want.

Half an hour later, the energy and blood in his body surged, his mind sank, and his mental state deteriorated a bit.

Meditation, a method of spiritual refinement, is both simple and complex.

Chen Qingyang visualized himself in his mind, which itself violated the foundation of the divine fighting method.

This was his first attempt, but it was very troublesome. Now that he has been visualizing for a month, in fact, in his mind, he is still very blurry.

Only the trunk and limbs can be visualized. When the face and hair are all in place, this method will be completed.

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Time flies and it is seven days later, although there is no snow in the sky.

But the cold wind got even colder, rattling the doors and windows of the house.

Suddenly, the window inside the house creaked.

A figure rushed into the house, and it was He Yongqi.

"Oh, I thought you missed the appointment, but I didn't expect you to be on time."

"However, this always comes to my room in the middle of the night. It's better not to spread the word and misunderstand. Holy girl of the White Lotus Sect, I can't afford this title."

Hearing Chen Qingyang's strange words, He Yongqi's eyebrows widened.

"Speak nicely!"

Sitting casually on the edge of the bed, He Yongqi looked solemn: "I have been recuperating for a month this time. A lot of things have happened in the church, and many hidden stakes in the capital have been removed."

"The seventh elder was caught. He probably couldn't hold on and vomited."

Chen Qingyang was speechless: "So, all the spies you infiltrated have been useless?"

"Not really. Now there are only two people left. I am the only one who knows the identities of these two people, so they are preserved."

"It's very difficult to assassinate that old witch again."

"But there is no chance. One month later, on New Year's Day, according to the old witch's temperament, she will invite a troupe to the palace to sing for three days."

"This is our only chance. On that day, I will inevitably leave the Summer Palace and enter the Forbidden City."

"But there must be a lot of guards around her. It's not difficult to get close to the old witch and kill her."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Qingyang frowned.

Even within the Forbidden City, there was definitely a lot of protection around her, even more so than in the Summer Palace. The main reason was that everyone was there. If you wanted to take the old witch's head, you had to get close.

"Can you figure out the powerful characters around him?"

He Yongqi took out a piece of brown paper from his arms: "This is it, take a look."

　Keep reading, brothers, woo woo
　　
　
(End of this chapter)