After everyone left, only two people deliberately stayed behind. One was tall and the other was thin. The blood flowed under their skin, and they were much stronger than the others.
"Is there anything else you can do?"
The eldest lady lowered her head to drink tea and said casually.
"Madam, we have sent so many people to guard the Zhenwu Hall, will Yang Ji really be fooled?"
The tall guard said. He actually didn't really agree with this, but it was not his turn to object to the decision made by the eldest lady.
"He will definitely do it."
The eldest lady raised her eyebrows and suddenly raised her head, a cold light bursting out of her eyes:
"There are only the last few months left. If he doesn't want to be expelled from the sect, as long as he reaches the tenth stage of breathing, he will definitely find a way to break into the Zhenwu Hall. No matter how many guards I send, he will definitely go."
"Madam is right. If that little beast wants to reach the realm of martial arts, he must enter the Zhenwu Hall to understand the unity of fist and mind. The only surprise now is whether Yang Ji will inherit a fist from his master Lieyang Martial King.
A picture of unity."
The slim guard said, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"King Lieyang Martial..."
The eldest lady's expression suddenly changed, and her face instantly darkened.
The housekeeper Zhou next to the eldest lady died inexplicably on the mountain. In private, everyone was talking about it and secretly felt something strange. Many people thought that the housekeeper Zhou did not know martial arts, so although Yang Ji and the eldest lady did not deal with it, no one went to Yang Ji.
Ji thought about it.
This matter has always been a pain in the doctor's heart. Only a few people know the truth, and they are one of them.
There was dead silence in the hall.
"Don't think too much about this matter."
After a long time, I heard the cold voice of the eldest lady:
"The picture of the unity of fist and mind is the foundation of the clan. Without the strength of a martial arts examiner, it is impossible to draw this picture. Back then, our ancestor of the Yang family, a high school martial arts examiner, also consumed half of his blood energy to draw this picture.
This picture scroll in the Zhenwu Hall. In the small border area of Pingchuan County, how can there be so many martial arts practitioners. This Lieyang Martial King will never have such a high level of cultivation."
The eldest lady has a high position and knows many secrets of the clan. There are so many "warriors" in the Yang family, but only one picture in the "Zhenwu Hall" is enough to explain the problem.
"Did the gate guard find anything?"
The eldest lady said suddenly.
"No. The guards said that Yang Ji suddenly stopped going out. They were guarding the door. They hardly saw the little beast going out recently. It seemed a little abnormal."
The tall guard said.
"Madam, according to your instructions, none of our people are allowed to disturb Yang Ji, so as not to alert others. So we have no way of knowing what he has been doing recently. However, our people noticed that Yang Ji's doors and windows were closed.
I don’t usually turn it on. It seems like I’m messing with something.”
Another guard added.
"The doors and windows are closed..."
The eldest lady frowned, thought for a moment, then "understood" and sneered:
"What else can that kid do? For more than eight years, he secretly studied and practiced calligraphy behind my back, thinking that I didn't know. The liberal arts examination will be held in two months. He must be reviewing his past and learning new things to prepare for the examination."
"Your words have reminded me, Lu Liang and Lu Shun, I have given you a task to rent all the horses and carriages. No one is allowed to be left behind. The borderland is very mountainous. From the Yang family to Pingchuan City
, separated by high mountains and ridges, the road is winding. If there are no horses, it will take more than a month to walk. The imperial examination requires preparation and registration one month in advance. If you cannot arrive in time, you will be disqualified. - Even if he studies hard.
For eight years, I want him to get nothing."
The eldest lady sneered.
The two of them were startled and glanced at each other. The eldest lady was so clever that she even calculated such a thing. This was something they had never thought about or expected beforehand.
"Yes, ma'am. We'll do it right away."
The two of them took the order.
"However, this is still not enough."
The eldest lady pondered for a moment and immediately said:
"There are recent rumors that people with red eyebrows have been haunting the mountains leading to Pingchuan City. Let's see if it's true. If it's confirmed, give them Yang Ji's portrait and ask them to take action!"
"ah!!"
The two men let out a low cry and saw the shock in each other's eyes. In order to deal with Yang Ji, the eldest lady actually asked the red-browed people to take action. This was something no one could have imagined.
The two wanted to give some advice, but then the eldest lady stared at them condescendingly, her eyes cold, and her order was clearly evident.
"Yes, ma'am."
The two of them took the order and left.
After the two of them left, the eldest lady looked at the roof alone, a little dazed. After a moment, she realized what she was doing, stretched her wrist, and took out a rolled up pair from the dark side of the sandalwood table. She didn't know how long it had been there.
of calligraphy and painting.
The eldest lady held both ends in her hands and slowly opened the calligraphy and painting scroll. A huge ink painting "fist" suddenly appeared in the scroll...
…
Time passed day by day, peacefully and fulfillingly.
Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the picture of fists and minds on the wall. The fists in the picture were rough and majestic, slowly expanding, and endless pressure came over the sky and the earth, as if they were going to crush people.
.
Yang Ji remained motionless, but there were some beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the "fist" in his eyes became more and more clear, and a blue earthworm-like pattern slowly emerged, which was a beating blood vessel.
Just for an instant, it seemed that this was no longer an ink-drawn fist, but a real iron fist of flesh and blood.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji thought for a while, and then he felt a powerful will, extremely strong, destroying all things, and burst out from the scroll.
"coming……"
Yang Ji's heart was shocked, and his energy gathered more and more. He felt the pure will in the scroll with all his heart. Different from seeing the fist before, Yang Ji could clearly feel that this was the consciousness of a warrior. Although it was chaotic,
But it reveals a profound and profound flavor, as if nothing in the world can stop it.
No matter what stands in front of this iron fist, it will be crushed to pieces like a fly shaking a tree!
Yang Ji remained motionless, resisting with all his strength the overwhelming will of the iron fist that was crushing everything. The cold sweat on his forehead became more and more, and the blood in his body became hot with the mental resistance.
The feeling was indescribable, as if I was carrying a mountain that was getting heavier and heavier.
I don't know how long it took, but the iron fist in Yang Ji's eyes gradually blurred, his body shook, and his vision immediately went away.
"call!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath and found a puddle of water under his body. His clothes were all soaked with sweat. He was exhausted.
"This time I lasted ten more breaths than last time."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart, an icy cold energy flowed out from the center of his eyebrows and surged throughout his body, and the stinging pain in his mind quickly disappeared. However, the heat in his body could not go away.
Yang Ji has been comprehending the "Unity of Fist and Intention" for some time. He gradually discovered that with the confrontation of this will, his own will seemed to be gradually dispersed by the will in the scroll and integrated into the blood of his body.
.So during this recent period, Yang Ji found that the blood in his body was getting more and more restless.
After each time, Yang Ji felt warm all over his body, and it became more and more obvious...