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Chapter 282 Ji's Pursuit Order

Autumn has begun in a blink of an eye, and a year has passed quietly.

Tang Yu also celebrated his 18th birthday. Tang Yu, who is eighteen years old, looks taller, taller and brighter in his eyes. He is such a good young man.

During this year, Tang Yu took on three missions to kill the building in Hiddenly, and there were no less gold and silver in his hand.

The only regret is that his cultivation level is still stuck at the peak of the cave Xuan, and he has never been able to break through the "not confused".

It is too difficult to understand the true meaning of "wind".

The four arts practices must have their own unique styles. If they were just in the study, Tang Yu's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were already very stylish.

But once he really fights, facing a powerful opponent and taking action under heavy pressure, he will never be able to get rid of the constraints of the secrets he practices.

Some things are simple, but they are extremely difficult to do.

"How can we truly understand the true meaning of 'wind'?"

Tang Yu has been thinking and trying.

He often fights Su Yong, and he vaguely feels that the four arts magic and martial arts comparison seems to have obvious disadvantages.

The four arts practice is originally about practicing literature, cultivating sentiments, and focusing on showing one's talents and mind in a small way. The original ways of literature and martial arts are different.

If it is governing the country, it is naturally civil governance. But when fighting against the enemy, how can literary and morals compare to martial arts?

In martial arts, there are eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds. Tang Yu felt that there was always a far-fetched element in using the four art magic to fight, and it seemed that it was a last resort.

If the Cangqiong Continent was truly prosperous in martial arts, why bother such a big circle? Starting from the basic scriptures, you can comprehend the saint's classics step by step. Get the saint's teachings, and then practice the four arts magic?

Tang Yu used the four arts and tried his best, but he was not as simple and natural as Su Yong's move.

Just as the magic of calligraphy, the pen tip is always filled with the artistic conception of calligraphy.

If you want to directly face the enemy, how can you take the layout and approach of calligraphy?

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of the martial arts novels he had read on earth. The four friends of Jiangnan Tu Biweng were obsessed with calligraphy, so he had a whim to think about integrating calligraphy into martial arts.

Use a pair of judges to touch the enemy, and use calligraphy techniques to tease the opponent with strokes.

This practice was criticized mercilessly by the Grand Master Ren, and the facts proved that this practice was really bad, and it suffered too much damage to his combat power.

Tang Yu looked back at calligraphy again. Although there is a qualitative difference between Tu Biweng's approach, calligraphy is simply the use of magic and not the category of martial arts.

The transmission of magic power by practitioners must be done through the four arts. Otherwise, there is no way to exert the power of magic power.

But the Four Arts eventually evolved from the study and used for battle, which would have natural flaws.

This idea grew in his mind and grew wildly like a crazy seed. It made him unable to help but think and try...

"Su Bo, this stroke should be pulled back directly. You should not stick to the so-called composition and artistic conception. A stroke is gently dragged back, and then suddenly activates magic power. The tip of the stroke is several times sharp, which is very beneficial to the suppression of your sword technique!" Tang Yuyun turned the magic stroke in his hand.

The brush strokes were dotted. He gestured in the air, and he frowned deeply and discussed with Su Yong.

Su Yong shook his head with his eyebrows and said, "Young Master, I am just a vulgar warrior. How can I use my pen? I don't understand the so-called composition and artistic conception. But what you say makes sense. Just using my pen in this way can I really achieve the perfection of the magic power?"

"Well……"

Tang Yu was stunned and quickly gestured to the pen movement just now. The mana power in his body was indeed not smooth.

This discovery made him realize that the reason why he needed to practice was to use the Four Arts because the methods of the Four Arts could enable the magic power in his body to exert its power.

If you only follow the martial arts path, then why do you use the Four Arts? You can directly practice the secrets of martial arts.

You don’t need a magic pen in your hand, but a sword and halberd that uses martial arts is not more suitable?

“What’s the problem?”

Tang Yu kept thinking about the brushwork he used just now. This brushwork was simple and direct from the perspective of martial arts, but if you looked at it from the perspective of the Four Arts, it would be extremely complicated.

When you drag one stroke back, use the technique of continuous brushwork and attack forcefully, the thick ink side tip turns into center tip. This stroke alone has many changes.

The side tip, the reverse tip, the hidden tip, and the back tip can all be integrated into this stroke.

When different techniques are integrated into it, the moves used will be completely different, and the operation of magic power is almost very different.

It's like drawing the word "eight" in the sky with your hands, but if you are flying an airplane, drawing "eight" in the sky is a completely different concept.

Just imagine, from ancient times to the present, I wonder how many practitioners with outstanding wisdom can think of what they can think of?

It’s just that in the process of using it, just like yourself, you will encounter various difficulties.

Tang Yu's continuous gestures are all his wonderful thoughts these days.

These brushstrokes are different from traditional calligraphy and painting techniques, and he rarely uses them in this way.

But today he tried it over and over again, following the movement of the pen in his mind, his thoughts flew, and all kinds of strange thoughts emerged, and he almost entered a state of obsession.

Su Yong slowly retreated, but muttered in his heart that the young master was fascinated again, and he was afraid that he would not be able to manage government affairs for a long time.

...

The autumn breeze is blowing and the sky is cool.

Above the Daqing Mountains and above the top of the mountain, looking at Hengzhou, you can see only stars in Hengzhou City in the distance, and the sky and sky are as beautiful as a scroll.

"Tang Yu, Tang Xianjue, the prefect of Hengzhou, is his cultivation really that high?" A cold voice sounded.

"It's true, head of the family! I have worked hard in Hengzhou for more than ten years and have a deep foundation. However, Tang Yu has surpassed the young one in his cultivation, and he is known as a prefect, so I can only defeat him..."

The speaker was wearing a crimson robe and knelt on the ground with a look of panic.

It turns out that this person was Zong Kui who fled from Hengzhou.

In front of Zong Kui, a man in green robe stood. He was about fifty years old, carrying his hands on his back and looking solemn.

"My Ji family has a family business in Linzhou. Over the years, we have been forced to operate underground order in the southwest border. At the junction of Song, Chu and Qin, we have already completely controlled the underground order. Only Hengzhou you manage, hum..." The man in the green robe hummed coldly, and murderous intent emerged.

Zong Kui was so scared that he shivered all over. Hengzhou had been defeated for more than half a year.

He has been hiding in the green mountains for more than half a year and dared not show up at all.

But in the end, Ji's family chased him. It seemed that the paper could not contain the fire. He only saw Ji Feilong, the head of the Ji family.

"Kuier, you really disappointed me. In order to cultivate you, the family has paid huge resources, but what about you! You are as timid as a mouse and have no responsibility. It has been more than half a year since the Hengzhou incident, but you still dare not report to the family. Do you know that your approach is to destroy the family's goals?" Ji Feilong said coldly.

Zong Kui was so scared that he crawled on the ground and said, "Honor, it's my fault for making mistakes. I beg the head of the family to give me another chance. I will definitely kill Tang Xianjue and make Hengzhou a bridgehead for our Ji family uprising."

"Give you a chance? You are the governor of Hengzhou. Tang Yu is just a young boy with no foundation. You can't even seize the opportunity. How can I give you a chance now? I give you a chance. Can you really kill him?" Ji Feilong said angrily.

The Ji family disappeared in Linzhou in the north. It turned out that they had long been hiding in the southwestern border. It was estimated that the powerful families of Chu State were difficult to predict.

The Ji family has been prime ministers for three dynasties. Although they have been suppressed by the Dongguo, Mengsun and Jisun families in the past one or two hundred years, their background is deep and their ambitions are even more vigorous.

Because in Chu State, the Ji family must not underestimate a force.

Ji Feilong is a hero of a generation. He is determined in killing and never hesitating. The Ji family style has always been a family management iron blood. Zong Kui's such a crushing defeat can be said to have violated the iron laws of Ji's family. How could Ji Feilong not be angry?

Zong Kui knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

How can he be sure of letting him deal with Tang Yu?

Hengzhou is now completely different from more than a year ago, and Hengzhou is already completely controlled by Tang Yu.

Thirty thousand border troops were in the hands of Tang Yu, and there were as many as five or six monks in the Xuan Realm of Hengzhou Prefecture, and countless scholars from Gao Xue were.

What strength does Zong Kui have in his hands now? He has no capital to compete with Tang Yu at all.

"Everything comes out!" Ji Feilong said lightly.

Two men in black robe walked out like ghosts in the shade of the tree. Both of them were wearing magical robes. Judging from the magic fluctuations on their bodies, these two were both formal magicians.

"Mr. Ding?" Zong Kui's eyes lit up and he stared at the two of them and blurted out.

"I am Ding Xin!" the magician on the left said lightly, "I am Ding Gui." The magician on the right grinned.

Zong Kui hurriedly said, "With two lords, Tang Xianjue is definitely the one who dies even if he is the 100th saint of the Great Chu. Both lords are high-level entourages of my Ji family. This time Tang Yu is dead!"

The Ji family has been surrendering to the three families of the Great Chu for hundreds of years, but secretly developing dark forces.

Among the Ji family, dark forces are called worshipers.

The levels of worship are divided into top level, advanced level, A, B, C, and five levels.

They secretly recruited nearly a thousand magicians and practitioners, but there were only no high-level priests, and Lian Zongkui didn't know about the top priests.

Every high-level worshiper can intimidate an underground world and has great fame in the world outside the Chu State.

Each of these offerings is a killer in the dark world. This is also the reason why the Ji family has been standing for so many years and has been excluded from the court by the three families.

"Kill the prefect named Tang Yu! Lu Shouxun, this old guy, I, Ji, wanted him to win over him, and his claws dared to reach the eight counties in the southwest. It's time to give him a warning!" Ji Feilong said coldly.
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