I want to embrace the moon for nine days

After the light flashed, Su Hanshan returned to Songhe Martial Arts Hall and his room.

He looked down and saw that the mark of the Eye of Heaven on the back of his left hand had indeed disappeared, and he could no longer feel the connection between himself and the Temple of the Five Internal Organs, which was the symbol of the dream.

However, when Su Hanshan raised his hand and pressed it on his heart, he felt the parting gift from the Five Zang Temple to him.

In his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, there is now a mark formed by the power of dreams, which is divided into five colors, both real and illusory, slowly brightening and fading.

These five brands are much stronger than the blessings he received when he took the initiative to lead the Five Zang Temple on the battlefield.

However, without the follow-up support of the Wu Zang Temple itself, the power of these five brands will be used less. It would be a pity if it was consumed casually in the battle.

Keep it and feed it with the artistic conception of Five Zang Douquan Dafa, and what will be fed back will be a purer artistic conception of the Five Elements.

Not only can one's martial arts will be purer, but it can also speed up the tempering of the physical body.

After all, according to the theory of the Small Five Elements, in addition to the five internal organs, every other part of the human body also has its own system of Small Five Elements operating.

The existence of the five internal organs temple brand can not only accelerate the tempering of the five internal organs, but also benefit other parts of the body.

"At that moment, the feedback I felt should not only be the power from the Five Zang Temple, but also the reflection of the will of the sky..."

Su Hanshan sensed it carefully and didn't notice any other changes in his body. As his mind turned, his face changed slightly and he reached out to touch it.

The chess pieces he had hidden in his arms had completely changed their appearance.

The chess pieces were polished from black and white jade, and he had carefully carved many martial arts essences into them, but now they seemed to have been unknowingly melted by high temperatures and integrated into one piece.

The writings engraved on the surface of the chess piece have been destroyed, and the color has also changed greatly. There is no trace of black or white, leaving only a dark green color.

A good chess piece, now it looks more like an old bamboo root four inches long and two fingers wide.

Su Hanshan looked at it carefully for a moment, then silently circulated a trace of true energy and injected it into it. A faint vertical eye mark appeared on the surface of the jade stone, glowing slightly.

Dots of cyan light dust filled the surrounding air, and there was a vague whisper.

This kind of pronunciation is not the official dialect of Dachu, nor is it the language of the Wude Dynasty, nor is it any language in the world, but its meaning is subtle and profound.

When Su Hanshan heard this, he naturally understood a lot of things in his heart.

All the essence of martial arts he recorded on the chess pieces can still be found on this piece of jade. Not only that, the jade also contains the wonderful secrets of pure yang xuan yin, yin talismans and six talons that were re-interpreted by the will of heaven. .

What a surprise.

At the beginning, above the Xiongguan Pass in the west of Chang'an City, on the surface of the cyan sun, the will of the sky showed the secrets of these skills. However, because they were too sophisticated, Su Hanshan could only guess the origin, but failed to get any clear inspiration.

Now, with the records in this piece of jade, Su Hanshan can gradually read the main context, and slowly figure out and confirm it in his own practice.

"Okay! In this way, even if the second uncle and the others cannot temporarily obtain the full set of inheritance of Chunyang's three magic arts, they will not have to worry about having no follow-up training direction."

Su Hanshan was in high spirits, stood up with a smile, and opened the door.

He has now cultivated the two extreme realms and the true form realm, tempered his brain, and his senses are both powerful and refined. When he first came back, he already knew that most of the people in the martial arts hall were not there today.

Only Zen Master Guangming was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion by the pond, reciting scriptures silently.

But there was one thing that his mental induction didn't notice. It wasn't until he walked to the pond that he noticed something strange.

"Why is the water in this pool red?"

The pond in Songhe Martial Arts Hall is made of living water from the mountains. Although the surface is now frozen with ice, the water flow underneath is still flowing.

Su Hanshan's eyesight was enough to see clearly that the living water in the entire pond had now turned into a pure red color.

"You're back!"

Zen Master Guangming heard the sound and stood up to greet him. He also cast his eyes towards the pond and said in a strange tone, "The red one is more than just a pond like this. Where have you been recently? Haven't you noticed that there are all the rivers in the world?" The lake water has been red for several days?"

Are all the rivers in the world red? !
Su Hanshan had a look of surprise on his face, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered a piece of unofficial history.

Since ancient times, when the emperors of the Middle Earth died, there were visions of the purple star breaking into pieces, thousands of dragons mourning together, blood raining from the sky, and the rivers turning red.

However, it has been more than two hundred years since the death of the previous generation of Emperor Chu. For ordinary people, this period of time is really long enough.

Normally no one would consider whether this kind of record is true or false.

"Not long after I left home, I had a vague realization and found a deep mountain cave to retreat. I didn't pay much attention to the changes in the outside world."

Su Hanshan asked, "Could it be true that when the emperor dies, a strange phenomenon will occur that covers the entire Chu state?"

Zen Master Guangming shook his head: "The poor monk is not very clear. Besides, all the strange phenomena recorded in the history books should have happened together. Recently, except for the redness of the water in the river, there have been no other strange phenomena. Maybe the emperor is half dead."

Da Chu was so big that unless they were in the imperial capital and other places, it would be difficult for anyone to maintain much respect for the emperor on ordinary occasions at home.

Moreover, the rumor of the current emperor's death had been spread everywhere five or six years ago, so it was nothing new.

The fact that King Liang chose that moment to rebel may have something to do with this rumor.

What is the current situation of the Emperor of Chu? It has little to do with Songhe Martial Arts School.

Su Hanshan chatted for a few words and then asked about the whereabouts of everyone in the martial arts hall.

It turns out that recently, Cangshui regiment training has been in full swing. Soldiers selected from the county have been uniformly arranged to camp near Qianxia Ridge to practice martial arts.

In the past, major martial arts schools would organize an autumn hunt every year to kill the monsters and beasts in Qianxia Ridge, which would also serve as a touchstone for attracting business in the coming year.

According to the current situation, this kind of autumn hunting competition will probably not be held in the future. They can simply set up the group training camp there and shoulder the responsibility of cleaning up the spirits and beasts.

Su Hanshan and Zen Master Guangming walked out of the house. They walked very quickly. They arrived near Qianxia Ridge within a short time. They saw the large area of ​​flat land in front of the mountain with the momentum of large-scale military training.

Standing target archery, horse racing drills, spear splitting, internal breathing exercises, and running with heavy loads, the whole large training ground was orderly and steaming with heat.

The winter in the north is long, and it will not be until around March after the Chinese New Year that the rivers and land will thaw.

Now this land still has a month of freezing period. The feet are as cold as stone, and the cold wind in front of them is as cold as a knife, but it is even more exciting for these people to shout loudly, with rhythm, and practice endlessly.

The nominal quota for a county's team training is 500 people, but what I saw before me was probably more than 2,000 people. Because in addition to the new recruits from the regiment training, there are also new recruits from the county government, and disciples from the Songhe Martial Arts School and the Fenglei Martial Arts School, all of whom are mixed in.

Zhou Zifan, Lei Dongtian, Qin Lubai, and Yang Pianpian, masters of the four great ladder realms, are here in person every day to guide them in their cultivation.

In the past, in Cangshui County, no matter which martial arts school the disciples were from, it was impossible to receive such good treatment.

Su Hanshan did not approach, but looked far into the forest. His eyes swept across the whole place, and he whispered: "It seems that there are a few people missing."

Zen Master Guangming said: "Those who have reached Qi Sea Level 20 or above in martial arts have all been taken to the depths of Qianxia Ridge by your second uncle and Lei Yuzhu to practice."

"This is Lei Yuzhu's suggestion. She doesn't know where she got a set of formations that are said to have been used by Lei Mansion's disciples in the late Qin Dynasty. It is very difficult to practice. If the internal strength is not enough, it will harm the body."

"But once you have successfully practiced it, not only will the combined attack formation be extremely powerful, but during the process of practicing the formation, everyone's meridians will also be cleansed by thunder and magnets, which can improve their natural talents and internal skills, and get twice the result with half the effort."

Zen Master Guangming couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he said this.

"Legend has it that back then, when Great Qin annexed the major Leifu sects, many of Qin's elite warriors were trained by the Leifu sect's disciple training methods. The great ancestor of Chu also recruited and surrendered many soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, and later became a major force that swept across the world. foundation."

"After the poor monk saw it with his own eyes, he realized that the rumors were true. The method of cleansing pulses with thunder and magnets was obviously just a method suitable for the Qi Sea realm, but it was so sophisticated that even those in the true form realm, such as the poor monk, had There are many things that I cannot see through and understand.”

Su Hanshan said curiously: "Then I'd like to see it."

While he was speaking, his heart suddenly moved and he turned around like lightning.

In the corner of the training ground, I saw a group of young and strong men and women wearing coarse cloth, each pushing a wheelbarrow, carrying a load, driving cattle and sheep, and heading into the camp.

A camp of more than 2,000 people consumes a large amount of food every day, especially meat and vegetables.

Rice and noodles can be prepared directly from the Yamen warehouse, but these meats and vegetables have to be centrally dispatched and supplied from the big restaurants in the city every day.

The people who delivered the food were all familiar with the experienced policemen guarding the camp.

A master like Zen Master Guangming has a memory far beyond that of ordinary people. After coming here a few times, he basically recognizes all those people. When he saw Su Hanshan suddenly fell silent and stared at the people delivering food, he couldn't help but be a little confused.

"What's wrong? Do you have any suggestions for the meals they arranged?"

"It's hard to say whether I have any objections to the food, but I do have some objections to the people."

When Su Hanshan said this, his voice suddenly disappeared. He could only see his lips and teeth opening and closing, but no words could be heard.

Zen Master Guangming immediately knew that he was using the method of transmitting sounds into secrets to talk to others.

On the training ground, Zhou Zifan, who was seriously directing the training, glanced here unnoticeably, calling on the training people to shrink in line and move away from the camp, as if he was about to enter the mountain.

Those delivering food were about to enter the camp at this time. Among them was a man with dark skin, a stocky build, a blue cloth turban, thick eyebrows, big eyes and a short beard. When he saw the people on the training ground suddenly shrinking in line, a glint flashed in his eyes. , if you feel something.

But at this moment, a figure in the distant mountains and forests suddenly reflected in his eyes very clearly.

Human vision is big and small near and far.

The figure, originally in his eyes, was about the same size as a dish in the basket, but in an instant, it gradually expanded layer by layer and shimmered in his eyes.

His attention was involuntarily drawn to it, and his entire field of vision became narrower due to the appearance of that figure.

It was as if his eyes couldn't accommodate such a shadow.

"Exposed!!"

This thought flashed through the swarthy man's mind. Just as his body was about to move, he suddenly realized that everything around his body had been shrouded in an icy blue luster and fell into stillness.

Su Hanshan had reached less than three feet in front of him, and reached out to grab him.

When he raised his hand, it seemed as if the entire arm was more than three feet in length. The edge of the palm, the joints of the wrists, and every fold of the sleeves were all involved in this movement, creating an ultimate sense of speed.

Anyone facing this blow will have an experience of suffocation, insignificance, vulnerability and fear.

It was as if everything except himself had been swayed by the speed of the opponent's hand, becoming his enemy and heading towards him to suppress it.

But when the dark man's eyes suddenly changed, he didn't even care about the palm that was grabbing at the top of his head. Instead, he punched directly in front of him!
He was originally restricted by the seven-wheel barrier of black ice, but when he punched this time, his entire right arm seemed to emerge from that simple and ordinary form.

His right sleeve is still in place, and even the scars, ashes, and oil stains on his right hand that a restaurant waiter should have are still in mid-air, staying in their original position.

But his real arm has been freed from these things. It is as cold as a ghost, pure and white. The whole arm exudes an inhuman luster, like cold white jade, hitting the air.

Bang! ! ! !

A palm was exposed in the air, just in time to collide with his fist.

As for the arm falling towards his head, and the icy blue luster around him, they were all like dream-colored bubbles, all dispersed by a shock.

At least half of what happened just now was an illusion caused by mental shock.

This ordinary-looking dark-skinned man was able to break through this illusion and even caught the force of Su Hanshan's palm, but his body swayed backwards and slid out less than half a foot.

"A master of the true form realm, his aura is so restrained that even my second uncle and Zen Master Guangming didn't notice anything strange. He came here to deliver food. He is really overqualified."

Su Hanshan's thoughts formed in all directions, stirring and stirring sounds, lingering and drumming.

He was clearly standing in front of me, but his voice was so erratic. If it were someone else, he would probably vomit blood because of the misalignment of his ears and eyes.

The swarthy man also frowned slightly, but what shocked his heartstrings even more was that he found that all the food delivery guys who were around him had been thrown far away.

Su Hanshan's illusion and palm power were all resolved and offset by him, but he failed to notice the movements of those around him.

Such a person actually said in the intelligence... that he was in the ladder realm? !
Zen Master Guangming and the unidentified swarthy man felt the same way at this moment. Although Su Hanshan had heard that he had made a breakthrough before, according to original estimates, it would take him a year to break through to his true form at the extreme level of the ladder.

And his trip was only for eighteen days. No one would equate the breakthrough he talked about with that kind of big breakthrough.

But now, standing in front of Zen Master Guangming is Su Hanshan, whose combat power and realm are already difficult to fathom.

(End of this chapter)