Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

Several days passed in a flash.

During this time, Xiao Li's daily routine was quite regular.

In the morning, Master taught him how to fight. He still couldn't stand Shang Wu's "intention", but he persisted longer and longer, and even developed a "sixth sense" in the dark.

This made his double cultivation in the evening more and more handy.

This was reflected in his control of his inner breath, which would not bring too much burden to the double cultivation partner, that is, Bingtuozi.

Li Mo found that now that the two of them were practicing "Phoenix Ming Tianze" together, their progress could only be described as lightning fast.

Originally, even if he could achieve unity of man and nature, he still needed to constantly absorb the essence of heaven and earth and transform it into his own "qi".

With Bingtuozi, this process was more than ten times faster.

Unity of man and nature, elixir and rare treasures, Master's beating, plus double cultivation with Bingtuozi.

Uh... did something strange get in?

In short, his speed in the inner breath condensation state can only be described as riding a rocket.

But there is also bad news.

He made a mistake in his initial estimate.

The Dantian is too tolerant, like the sea embracing all rivers. He originally thought that it would take ten days or eight months to condense the qi into liquid, but now it seems that it will take more time.

Student Li is not in a hurry.

After all, the process of practicing is still wonderful.....

[Congratulations to the host for successfully assisting Ying Bing in practicing. ]

[Investment feedback: a drop of Golden Crow blood. ]

[Golden Crow blood]: "The bird is the yang essence, containing a trace of the sun power of the Golden Crow."

In the world seed.

Jiang Chulong held branches in his left and right hands, and the sound of waving was endless.

Lord Yuanshi Tianzun flipped his palm and took out a crystal bottle.

The few drops of light golden liquid contained in it were not quite accurate to say that they were liquids, because they did not blend together, but burned distinctly, releasing a gorgeous flame like a bean.

This is what Li Mo and Bingtuozi got from their dual cultivation over the past few days.

"Teacher... this little bean... is so warm."

Jiang Chulong squatted beside him with her knees hugged, the fire flickering in her eyes.

"This is the blood of the Golden Crow."

The Lord Tianzun chuckled, as if this was just a common thing for him.

"Golden Crow? Teacher, you... even have this...?"

Jiang Chulong opened her mouth in surprise.

"Have you seen this thing?"

"I've seen... something a little... a little similar."

Jiang Chulong stumbled and talked about what she had seen.

Before no one played with her, she would sometimes sneak out of the cold palace. One time she sneaked out quite far.

"There are... a lot of small... small signs there..."

"And... a statue of Taizu..."

"There is a... three-legged crow... pecking at Grandpa Taizu..."

Li Mo heard that she was talking about the ancestral hall.

After listening for a while, he roughly understood what Princess Jiang had seen and heard.

She went to the ancestral hall and saw a black three-legged bird pecking at the statue of Emperor Wu.

When the three-legged black bird was caught and killed, the blood that spilled out was a bit like the bottle of Golden Crow blood in his hand.

"That should not be the real Golden Crow, but a trace of its blood."

"The real Golden Crow can turn into the sun."

Li Mo smiled.

Jiang Chulong nodded thoughtfully, and then asked in confusion:

"But...but the sun...isn't it Grandpa Wudi?"

This question asked the blind spot of Xiao Li's knowledge.

It is indeed clearly recorded in historical records that Emperor Wu turned his body into the sun, but who can tell whether it is true or not.

However, Princess Jiang did not dwell on this issue for too long.

"Teacher, this....give...give it to you."

Jiang Chulong took out a sachet from his arms.

The material was actually quite good. Although there was no embroidery on it, it was sewn very neatly.

She hesitated, her fingers tangled together, and she didn't dare to look at the teacher's expression.

"I... made it myself."

"You can do this?"

Lord Tianzun was surprised.

"Yes... yes... I learned it from the palace maid."

"Where did you find the material?"

"I bought it... I bought it."

Seeing that the teacher seemed to like it, Jiang Chulong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and spoke more fluently:

"I've been picking up a lot of things recently... knives, swords, and so on... I'm in a fixed... place every day."

"Huh?"

Lord Tianzun was puzzled.

Can you pick up swords on the street? Can this thing have automatic refresh?

But after Princess Jiang talked about her experiences these days, he realized it.

The Trial of the Infernal WorldIt started.

Every day, there were people from the Jianghu fighting each other.

Some of them who valued martial ethics would find a place with good scenery to duel.

Our little Princess Jiang would quietly wait for them to finish fighting, and then come out to clean up the battlefield.

By the way, she would dig a pit to bury the loser, so that the dead could rest in peace.

Li Mo: "...."

Touching corpses?

He never expected that Princess Jiang's hobby of picking up garbage would also evolve...

"No... Can't I?"

"Safety comes first."

Li Mo thought about it, and finally taught her a breath-suppressing martial art.

"By the way, teacher... Brother Li... When will you come back?"

This was the question that Jiang Chulong had been thinking about, and she would ask every day when she left.

"Today."

Lord Tianzun gave a positive answer.

The sect would send disciples and elders down the mountain to prevent a big mess in Ziyang Prefecture City.

He had known for a long time that he would be stationed in the prefectural city as one of the top few in the martial arts competition, and his master would follow him. She was an elder, so naturally she would be the leader.

Speaking of which.....

It's time for the day, right?

Why didn't the master send any message?

.....

"Huh? Going to Ziyang Prefecture City?"

Faced with the inquiry of her beloved disciple.

Shang Wu, who was sitting on the recliner, had a blank look in her eyes.

She took off the small gourd and drank two mouthfuls, then scratched her shoulders like powder clouds and remembered:

"It's true."

"We should have set off two days ago."

Li Mo: "....."

So you forgot, didn't you?

After some inquiries, I found out.

Lao Xiao had already set off in advance, and it was estimated that they had been waiting at the agreed place for two days.

So.

Li Mo, with Bing Tuozi, pulled his master and got on the carriage going down the mountain.

.....

An evening without sunset.

In the post house a hundred miles away from Ziyang Prefecture.

It rained heavily today, hitting the eaves, and the pervasive water vapor made the outside white.

The heavy rain made the post house business even better, with people toasting and drinking, and the noise was endless.

"Did I leave too early?"

"But I've been waiting for two days..."

A figure wearing a bamboo hat and a young man with a broken sword on his back sat in the corner to eat, looking at the door from time to time.

After thinking about it, Xiao Qin felt that it was not his problem.

In recent days, there have been a lot of things happening in the post house, with blood and death often seen, and it was extremely tragic.

It can be seen that the trial of the endless has begun.

"Hmph, the Infernal Trial."

At this time, an old voice sounded in his ears:

"I hate those notorious rats the most. They are like dog-skin plasters and can penetrate every hole."

"If I hadn't been targeted by the two Disha killers, I wouldn't have..."

Qianxing Wu Zun obviously didn't like Xiyu Tower.

"Teacher, what kind of existence is Xiyu Tower?"

Xiao Qin couldn't help but be curious.

Even the teacher was forced into such a situation?

"In Xiyu Tower, the highest rank is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Killers, who directly obey the tower owner. There are also Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, Three Hundred and Sixty Human Killers, and countless low-ranking assassins."

"Haha, none of those guys who made a fuss these two days can really enter the tower."

"How can those who are qualified to enter Xiyu Tower be ordinary people who duel in broad daylight? They are a group of venomous snakes who are only interested in profit and will do anything to achieve their goals."

"Xiyu Tower is a place that dares to assassinate even the royal family."

"Give them money, and they will do things for you."

Qianxing Wu Zun was impressed by Xiyu Tower.

Xiao Qin pondered and asked:

"Will their assassination fail?"

"Failure means that the money given is not enough, and they will ask you to pay more."

"....."

To some extent, Xiyu Tower is quite persistent.

Xiao Qin couldn't help but stay away from Xiyu Tower, which only recognized money but not people.

He still preferred to deal with gentlemen like Brother Li...

At this time

A figure broke through the rain curtain and stepped into the inn.

The inn, which was full of people, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The man was extremely thin, with a short knife on his waist. He stood there, and the ground was gradually dyed red.

What dripped down his body was not rain, but blood.

Clang——

Being watched by everyone, he walked straight to the opposite side of Xiao Qin and sat down.

"Brother, can I sit here?"

As he said, he asked the waiter for a bowl of beef noodles.

"Please feel free."

Xiao Qin's face was gloomy.

The master said that this person is not simple.....

"Sir, your beef noodles, as you said, do not have chopped green onions."

The waiter ran over with a smile on his face.

The man squinted his eyes, but did not move his chopsticks, just grinned and said:

"But... II don't eat beef."

This sentence.

It broke the atmosphere of impending storm, and the solemn atmosphere finally broke out.

Woo——

The waiter, who was smiling just now, shook the towel on his shoulder, and it shook out fine needles like pear blossoms in the rain.

And in the post house, there was a sound of swords being unsheathed.

"Zuo Qiuyang, today is the day you die!"

The diners, the shopkeeper, and even the groom, all rushed over with murderous intent.

Xiao Qin: "?"

So that man sat here because.....

In the entire post house, he was the only one who was not a killer?

It was quite abrupt.