Looking at Jin Zhuyue's leaving figure, the corners of Zong Xian's mouth slowly curved.

"What a great favor."

He weighed the Sky Eagle Iron Order in his hand and then put it into his pocket.

Speaking of which, Jin Zhuyue's behavior suited his temper very well.

Not only do both of them hide their weakness in strength, but they also possess minds and opinions that are far superior to those of their peers.

Zong Xian's biggest secret is actually not the abundant vitality and physical strength given by the Hundred-Year Dali Pill, but the mysterious and indescribable [Mysterious Opportunity] little assistant.

In terms of strength, no matter how outrageous it is, you can actually find a suitable reason.

But that [mysterious opportunity] is different, it is the biggest guarantee for his rise.

However, even if you say this kind of thing, it is difficult for anyone to believe it.

As long as he keeps the rewards brought by chance clues, he is equivalent to keeping this secret!

Zong Xian shook his head and stopped thinking about Jin Zhuyue.

The Sky Eagle Sect has a large number of masters, who are divided into rudders, and the halls are distributed from the city to the village outside the city. Whether it is the intelligence network or the gang's force, they cannot be underestimated. Zong Xian may really need to take advantage of the situation in the future!

When he returned to the martial arts school, it was already past his prime.

After hurriedly washing up, Zong Xian went to bed directly.

The night patrol errands took up a lot of his sleep time, and he would have to get up in two hours to practice...

When Zong Xian entered the hospital, Qi Zhishang was sitting at the table, reading a simple booklet by the light of an oil lamp.

After hearing the noise, he came to the window and watched Zong Xian enter the house through the gap before looking away.

"The daughter of the Blue Eagle has a chivalrous heart, a thoughtful mind, and is brave and resourceful."

"Axian will definitely learn a lot from going on night patrol with her."

"As for that boy Mohe..."

"It just serves as A Xian's whetstone."

"Then there is no good person in the Mo family. After all, they just rely on stealing, bullying men and dominating women, and abducting bastards from good families!"

"I only need to secretly thwart the masters of the Mo family, and A-Xian can deal with the rest by himself!"

"Just in time to try out how powerful Mo Zhengyou's nine-way serial knife is!"

Qi Zhishang sat back at the table, lowered his head and thought.

Then he put down the pamphlet, blew out the oil lamp, went to bed and took a nap.

…

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark.

In the grand arena of Yueshan Changquan, Qi Zhishang was full of energy and led Zong Xian to practice his strength.

At this point, the city gate has not been opened, and the fish belly white on the horizon has not come out.

The master and apprentice were practicing and talking at the same time.

Zong Xian casually told Master Qi about the discovery of the Jinglian Sect during his night patrol last night.

It omitted the part about rescuing people, and only talked about the arrogance and weirdness of those evildoers, as well as some situations at the fire ceremony.

After listening to what he said, Qi Zhishang looked thoughtful.

"I have heard that the Pure Lotus Sect is good at evil ways."

"People who were born in a yin year with a yin month and a yin day are often selected to perform fire sacrifices to drive away evil spirits and harm people."

"Anyone whose body is invaded by evil spirits may suffer from a serious illness and collapse, or from a serious illness to being bedridden."

Zong Xian was wearing a fine iron wrist brace and was holding a thousand-pound iron ball, adjusting his breath and practicing his strength.

After listening to Master Qi's words, he suddenly remembered that he saw the person performing the fire sacrifice last night wearing a wooden sign with his name on his chest. Maybe it was the so-called evil spirit ceremony.

"Master, there are rumors that the county magistrate Wang became seriously ill because of the evil magic of the Pure Lotus Sect. Don't you know about this?"

As soon as these words came out, Qi Zhishang shook his head.

"All the civil servants in the Jin Dynasty are excellent in both civil and military affairs."

"When martial arts practice reaches a certain level, the evil spirits of the Pure Lotus Sect will be driven away by the masculinity of the warriors as soon as they get close."

"As far as I know, there should be something fishy about this matter."

"The situation of Magistrate Wang is somewhat similar to that of Emperor Jin Ming who suddenly fell ill four years ago. He didn't know how long he would be in coma and bedridden before he woke up."

"There have been five or six similar situations in the Jin Kingdom in the past few years."

Having said this, Qi Zhishang was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand and patted Zong Xian's back, correcting his training movements.

"By the way, before the accident, some people claimed to have seen black stars falling from the sky."

"Otherwise there is no news."

"Chang Qingzi, the Bailing Divine Doctor from Tianyun Prefecture, came to see me a few days ago, but unfortunately there was nothing he could do."

"If County Magistrate Wang doesn't wake up until the end of the year, the state government will send someone to take over the post of County Magistrate."

Qi Zhishang is quick-thinking and well-informed.

It's only been a few months since I first came to Bei'an, but I've already got a clear picture of the situation in the county government.

Every time Zong Xian asks a question, he gets an answer, and he gains a lot from the increase in his knowledge. When he becomes more literate, he can go to the bookstore to borrow some blog posts and miscellaneous notes to learn more about the world.

…

After finishing the training, Zong Xian drank three large bowls of thick porridge made from minced beast meat and millet. All the aches and pains all over his body were gone. The nourishing energy of the beast meat was gradually converted into his own new energy and blood, and he was relieved.

Slowly increase his strength.

Time soon came to Chen hour.

Most of the disciples gathered in the martial arts courtyard at this moment.

Only the hangover and sleepy wealthy children did not arrive.

Anyway, Master Qi has an hour each morning and afternoon to teach martial arts routines.

All the disciples gathered in front of the cowhide wooden man stakes and punched them in a measured and orderly manner.

If a body-forging warrior's fist hits thick cowhide, its strength will be weakened by more than 80%.

When you can penetrate the thick cowhide so that the force of your punch reaches the wooden stake itself, you will be considered to have reached the level of physical training, and you can practice the internal breathing method.

In fact, both Zong Xian and Jin Zhuyue can do this, but they still remain inconspicuous and follow the others to drive the stakes honestly.

This kind of training is still effective for Zong Xian, because his strength and blood come from Dali Pills, and regular training is still useful for improving his martial arts realm.

His total amount of qi and blood will continue to increase, and his skin, muscles, and bones will also become stronger.

At this time, a neat muffled sound of "bang bang bang bang" echoed in the courtyard.

Qi Zhishang was patrolling the area with his hands behind his back, supervising everyone while also explaining the meaning of the boxing classics.

"As the saying goes, if you are light on light, everything will come to nothing!"

"When punching the enemy, remember to use my weight to hit the enemy's light; use my lightness to avoid the enemy's weight!"

"Speaking of this 'blitz', when dodging the enemy's attack, you must also prepare a counterattack!"

…

Everyone listened carefully and thought while punching.

You must know that the meanings of these scriptures are practical principles. Each sentence is worth remembering in your heart, studying carefully, and applying it in martial arts!

"This is the so-called 'whenever you dodge, you must advance, and when you advance, you must dodge'."

When Master Qi said this, he performed half a set of punches on the spot.

Wang Tiehu, half of his face swollen into a pig's head, suddenly asked.

"Master, what if there is a difference between offense and defense?"

After he asked, he subconsciously looked at Zong Xian's back.

Obviously he still feels bad about being beaten in the fist fight yesterday.

It's just that this kid is much more ambitious than Mo He. He doesn't want to take revenge in private, he just wants to defeat Zong Xian in an upright manner by relying on diligent study and practice!

Upon hearing this question, Qi Zhishang suddenly stopped and said hello with a smile.

"Good question, wonderful question!"

"If there is a difference between offense and defense, then you are not a superior martial artist, let alone a superior warrior!"


Chapter completed!