Behind Lin Qingyan, a female disciple suddenly nudged her. Not far away, a disciple in Tsing Yi was waiting silently with a hesitant look on his face.
She recognized at a glance that it was the person next to Zhao Hua.
"Okay, here comes the person who is looking for you. - Actually, besides asking you about Zhao Hua, there is another thing that comes to you this time."
Lin Qingyan said.
"Um?"
Yang Ji looked surprised.
"Su Hong should have told you that I have several rivals in the faction. One of them is Luo Yunzi, a descendant of the wealthy Luo family in Langya County. I lost her face in the fight with her. Her recent actions
Very often. I suspect that she is investigating my martial arts. This matter may involve you. I will tell you in advance, so I have to be on guard."
Lin Qingyan said.
"ah!"
Yang Ji whispered, then smiled bitterly.
He had just resolved the conflict with Zhao Hua, but he didn't expect that the conflict would arise again and again, and now this powerful enemy named "Luo Yunzi" would appear.
"I'm sorry for this."
Lin Qingyan looked apologetic:
"However, she probably won't find out about you so quickly. Besides, she can't touch you as long as I'm here on Tieguan Mountain. But during this period, you'd better go down the mountain as little as possible. Even if you go down the mountain, don't be alone.
People, you'd better inform me."
"Yes, I know."
Yang Ji nodded. The matter has come to this, and it can only be like this.
But what is worth celebrating for the time being is that at least in the short term, Yang Ji has no plans to go down the mountain. He probably won't go to the small town for a long time at least after this shopping trip.
Lin Qingyan led her female disciples and left in a hurry. As soon as she left, the disciple in Tsing Yi who had been waiting next to her quickly walked up.
"Senior Brother Yang. Senior Brother, please come with me."
Disciples in Tsing Yi speak respectfully.
Yang Ji is now the "big celebrity" in front of his senior brother and is highly valued. He does not dare to neglect him.
Yang Ji felt the respect of this disciple of Zhao Hua and sighed in his heart. "Yesterday's enemy is today's friend." Things in the world are indeed unpredictable.
"He who is good at being a soldier does not use force; he who is good at fighting does not get angry; he who is good at defeating the enemy does not fight against him; he who is good at using others is subordinate... The ancients were sincere and never deceived!"
Yang Ji sighed in his heart and realized more and more the truth in the scriptures given to him by the historian.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ji quickly came back to his senses.
"That's good work."
Yang Ji made a "please" gesture.
Zhao Hua's palace was not on Tieguan Mountain, but on a branch peak in the periphery. This is why Duan Gang was waiting on the way up the mountain and only saw Yang Ji but not Zhao Hua and others.
In just a moment, Yang Ji boarded the palace where Zhao Hua lived.
Because the place where Zhao Hua lives is not on the main peak, it does not look as glorious as Lin Qingyan's palace, but because of this, the space is huge and has a more grand flavor.
There are two pagodas standing outside the palace, and green smoke curls up into the sky inside.
When Yang Ji arrived, there were already many disciples of the Iron Crown Sect in the square outside the palace, all of whom were ordinary disciples following "Zhao Hua".
As long as "registered disciples" pass the test, they can officially become "ordinary disciples". They will not be subject to so many restrictions.
When Yang Ji arrived, people looked at him from all directions with "weird" expressions. Apparently they all knew what happened yesterday.
"Hahaha, Brother Yang. You are finally here. We have been waiting for a long time!"
Yang Ji was looking at the surrounding scenery when he heard a burst of enthusiastic laughter. A familiar figure walked out of the hall amidst the laughter.
"When we said goodbye last time, I was very impressed by Brother Yang's ability. I didn't expect that we would be able to work together so quickly. - Brother Yang, please come in."
Zhang Li smiled broadly and was as enthusiastic as a friend he hadn't seen for a long time. He completely forgot about the conflict with Yang Ji and acted as if nothing had happened.
"Senior Brother Zhang's memory is really 'good'."
Yang Ji smiled and emphasized the pronunciation of the word "good".
"Hey, it's easy to talk. It's easy to talk. Please come in."
Zhang Li just didn't know, and stretched out his hand to say "please".
Yang Ji looked around and didn't see Xie Lou. He didn't care and went straight to the main hall.
A red carpet was paved all the way to the inner room. In an extremely spacious room, the floor was covered with a thick square carpet, and above it was a huge square rosewood table, only a few feet high, filled with fresh and rich food.
fruits spread all over the table.
The table is surrounded by very finely polished rosewood stools, which are extremely beautiful.
Zhao Hua was sitting at the master's seat in the east.
"Haha, Yang Ji, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Seeing Yang Ji, Zhao Hua's eyes lit up and he looked very warm. If Lin Qingyan were here, it would be hard to believe that the person in front of her was the cunning, cold and cruel senior brother Zhao who was very difficult to deal with in her mind.
slip".
Yang Ji knew what was going on. The Iron Sword Sect was about to visit, and there was not much time. "Zhao Hua" was more urgent than anyone else now.
Compared to Lin Qingyan and other opponents within the sect who usually have conflicts, the status of "that person" in the Iron Sword Sect in Zhao Hua's heart is obviously not at the same level.
"Senior Brother Zhao."
Yang Ji was not polite. He lifted his robe and sat up opposite Zhao Hua.
"Haha, sit down, sit down! Just treat this place as your own palace, feel free to do whatever you want."
Zhao Hua smiled.
"Senior Brother Zhao, you're welcome."
Yang Ji smiled calmly. If you look at this picture, it is hard to believe that not long ago, the two sides had an incompatible relationship.
"After one night, I wonder if Senior Brother Zhao has thought about it and is ready to let me help him understand that martial skill?"
Yang Ji continued.
The gap between the third level of martial arts and the fifth level of martial arts is too big. Moreover, Zhao Hua's "blood shield" is not very useful against "warriors" of the same level, but it is very useful against his own level.
Yang Ji was never able to force out Zhao Hua's true secret skill.
"Haha, this matter is not urgent, not urgent. Come, have a glass of wine, and we will talk again."
Zhao Hua picked up a small and exquisite brown pottery vat next to him, which was about the size of a sea bowl, and carefully poured a small cup for Yang Ji.
"Come on, drink!"
"Thank you."
Yang Ji didn't care. He picked up the small white porcelain cup and drank it in one gulp. After one cup, it was like a "flaming stream" pouring into his abdomen. Wherever the "flaming stream" passed, the entire esophagus was burning.
"boom!"
Before Yang Ji could react, the wine exploded in his belly, and energy containing the essence of heaven and earth burst into Yang Ji's limbs and bones, nourishing the cells, muscles, and blood vessels of his body...
However, in a short period of time, Yang Ji immediately felt that his strength had actually improved a bit.
"This is?--"
Yang Ji raised his head with a surprised look on his face.
This feeling is actually somewhat similar to when he swallowed "Dali Dan". However, Dali Dan mainly moisturizes, while this wine directly moisturizes blood vessels and meridians.
"Haha. This is French wine."
Zhao Hua smiled and said. This time he did not pour wine for Yang Ji. Instead, his robe swayed, and a strong wave of blood spurted out. Like an invisible giant hand, he grabbed the small brown pottery vat and poured more wine for Yang Ji.
One cup revealed his superb blood energy control.
"This is a reward from the elders above. The quantity is not large. The amount given to us 'senior brothers' is also very small. Generally, we will not drink it easily."
Zhao Hua said while carefully sealing the opened small brown pottery jar again. It's not that he is stingy, even he doesn't have many such things.
This kind of thing is usually not given to other people. Giving Yang Ji two cups is already a special treatment.
"French wine is very beneficial to the body. It can moisten the blood vessels and prevent damage caused by practice. It can also improve cultivation. - Don't you feel the rich aura in the wine?"
Zhao Hua smiled.
"Indeed."
Yang Ji licked his lips.
He had taken Baicao Pills, Essence and Blood Pills, and Dali Pills before, but this was the first time he drank alcohol like this that could increase one's power, and it felt quite novel.
He even noticed the envious look on Zhang Li's face. It was obvious that he didn't feel better with this kind of French wine either.
"Hmph! It's your luck today too. You got Yang Ji's credit."
Zhao Hua "observed his words", opened the lid of the brown pottery jar, and poured another cup for Zhang Li.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Zhang Li was overjoyed. He drank from the white porcelain wine glass in one gulp.
In the sect, anything that can improve one's strength is very precious. After Zhang Li drank this glass of "Dharma wine", he also had a good impression of Yang Ji.
Yang Ji smiled, grabbed the wine glass in front of him, and drank it seriously.
After the second cup, a wave of heat dissipated, and Yang Ji felt that his strength had increased a lot. He was getting closer to the fourth level of "Blood Furnace".
"Unfortunately, to form a solid 'blood furnace' in the Dantian requires a lot of blood energy, much more than the second level of martial arts to advance to the third level. Under normal circumstances, even if I have the 'Five Ghost Transport **',
It will take more than half a year.”
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
The "Blood Furnace" is the source of motivation for warriors. With the "Blood Furnace", a person's combat effectiveness will be greatly improved, and a large amount of blood can be sprayed out instantly, far exceeding the normal level.
The strong men at the fourth level of martial arts are much stronger than the "warriors" at the third level of martial arts. The key lies in this "furnace of blood". Only from this moment on, can the "martial arts" truly "enter the palace".
"Crack!"
At this moment, a thick book was thrown in front of Yang Ji, and Zhao Hua's voice came from his ears:
"This is the 'Baxia Futian Fist' boxing manual that I practiced. I have written all the secrets and moves in it. You can take it back and review it at any time. In addition, I will practice this set of boxing techniques again. You
Look carefully, if you don’t understand anything, just ask me.”
"'Baxia', Baxia among the nine sons of Longsheng?"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind and he picked up the thick book on the table. Although "Ba Xia" moves slowly, he is the most powerful among the nine sons of the dragon. He is said to be able to carry Yin and Yang on his back and hold up the sky.
According to rumors, a long time ago, the Buddha and the gods wrote inscriptions for the common people. However, because the inscriptions contained the consciousness and divine power of the gods, the mountains and rivers could not bear it, so there was no place to place the inscriptions.
In the end, there was no other way, so he put it on the back of "Ba Xia". Therefore, in the scriptures, the image of "Ba Xia" is mostly that of carrying a monument.
This stele is a stele of gods, the people of the sun and the moon, and the people of the world. Its weight is incomparable.
Therefore, "Ba Xia" became the dominant one among the nine sons!
Yang Ji didn't expect that Zhao Hua's martial arts technique of pressing the bottom of the box was actually this! (To be continued...)