Chapter 131 Let you be completely wiped out in the world
"In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the surname is Qian, not Cheng!"
A cold shout came from behind Cheng Yu.
"Um?"
Hearing this series of loud shouts, Cheng Yu's expression changed slightly and he quickly turned around.
I don't know when there was a handsome young man in his twenties wearing fine clothes in the Ministry of War yamen. Although this man was young, he had an air of calmness and authority in his body. Here, the momentum actually suppressed Cheng Yu and Master Ma, the two examiners of the Great Zhou Martial Arts Examination!
"Seventh Prince?"
"I have met the Seventh Prince!"
When they saw the young man's appearance clearly, Cheng Yu and Master Ma immediately recognized him.
Lord Ma quickly bowed respectfully to this man.
Qian Mingyu, the seventh prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is the half-brother of the current emperor. Although this Qian Mingyu is not the direct descendant of the Queen Mother of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he has the same temperament with the current Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and is closer than brothers from the same mother. .After the current Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended the throne, Qian Mingyu was entrusted with the important task of becoming the auxiliary king of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
The position is below one person, above ten thousand people, and the authority reaches the heavens!
"It turns out that the young prince is here."
Seeing the arrival of the Seventh Prince Qian Mingyu, Cheng Yu's face was not flabbergasted. He bowed his hands to Qian Mingyu and said lightly.
Although Cheng Yu is not too old, he is over forty years old and has inherited the title of Marquis Anwu for ten years. He and Qian Mingyu have met more than once before, especially the previous generation of Zhou emperors who reigned At that time, Cheng Yu was the Marquis of Anwu and a general in the army, but Qian Mingyu was just a prince born from a concubine. At that time, Cheng Yu called Qian Mingyu the "little prince". Now, although Qian Mingyu has become the prince of the dynasty, Assistant King, but Cheng Yu's title for him remains unchanged.
"Little prince, the Holy One is in charge of everything, and ministers must naturally consider the Holy One. This Yang Shuo has a violent temper and a ruthless personality, and he must not be liked by the Holy One. I will cross him out because I am afraid that he will anger the Holy One. That's fine. Share your worries for the Holy One!"
Cheng Yu's tone remained calm and he spoke slowly.
"Yang Shuo has a violent temper and is not liked by the emperor?" Qian Mingyu frowned and his eyelids sank slightly.
"Cheng Yu, are you trying to figure out the emperor's thoughts? Although my emperor brother is not an eternal wise king, he still has the bearing of an emperor. A person who is the first in martial arts, no matter how irritable his temper is, how can he still dare to be arrogant in front of the emperor brother? Really? That’s right, the emperor brother has always been gentle since he came to the throne. Some people are afraid that they have forgotten the coercion and demeanor of the emperor brother and want to climb on top of the emperor brother to dominate. If the emperor brother wants to meet the person who won the first place in the martial arts competition of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he also needs it. Do others approve it? Could it be that we are going against the will of heaven!"
Qian Mingyu's words became colder and colder. Even Lord Ma, Minister of the Ministry of War, trembled and his face changed drastically after hearing this.
"Cheng Yu doesn't dare to have such thoughts, the young prince knows this for sure!"
Cheng Yu's face darkened, he gritted his teeth, but still leaned forward to salute, saying he didn't dare.
"never mind!"
Qian Mingyu flicked his sleeves and turned sideways, not looking at Cheng Yu.
"This time, the emperor has ordered that the masters who stand out in the martial arts competitions of the Great Zhou Dynasty do not need to go to meet the emperor. Regardless of whether it is Yang Shuo who won the martial arts competition or Yang Cheng who is a martial artist, I will find an opportunity to meet him in person. Meet them and see their elegant demeanor. Mr. Ma doesn’t need this memorial!”
Qian Mingyu said coldly, waved his hand suddenly, and a golden zhenqi came out from his body. With a few pops, the memorial was directly crushed to pieces by Qian Mingyu's zhenqi.
Little bits of paper scattered and some fell on Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu was still leaning over and motionless at this moment.
After doing all this, Qian Mingyu snorted coldly, turned around and strode away...
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At nightfall.
In the secret room of Nanlinzhai, there is a huge wooden barrel, which has been filled with dark green medicinal liquid. These medicinal liquids are made from 107 kinds of precious medicinal materials. The marrow fluid assists in practicing the "Marrow Cutting" technique and has great effects.
Yang Shuo, now naked, wearing only a snakeskin shorts, was sitting cross-legged in the barrel.
In my mind, I recalled the key points of the "Marrow Cutting" technique.
"The "Marrow Cutting" technique is only three points suitable for me. It is very unsuitable for practice. Fortunately, this technique does not require any qualifications and understanding, and I have the Marrow Cutting Liquid to assist me. It is not too difficult to successfully practice this technique..."
Yang Shuo thought while recalling the key points of the technique.
The exercises that are highly compatible with Yang Shuo are basically Yang Xing exercises and Xuan Ying exercises. The "Marrow Cutting" exercise does not belong to either of the two, so when practiced, the compatibility is naturally not high.
Fortunately, this technique is only a low-level auxiliary technique, and it does not require high qualifications, understanding or even compatibility. As long as it is assisted by the marrow-cutting liquid, it will be done with twice the result with half the effort!
"Practice this technique now!"
"Use the marrow-cutting fluid as an aid to cleanse the whole body's qi and blood, and wash away all the thoughts in Nagara Ming's qi and blood. Let's see how he competes with me for control of the body!"
Thinking in his mind, Yang Shuo immediately practiced the marrow cutting technique.
The marrow-cutting liquid around his body, which was still exuding hot steam, quickly penetrated into Yang Shuo's body and entered Yang Shuo's meridians while Yang Shuo was running the marrow-cutting technique, constantly washing Yang Shuo. Qi and blood in the body.
By running the "Marrow Cutting" technique, the pure Yang Qi in the body can no longer be controlled!
Unable to control the pure Yang Qi, Jia Luoming's Qi and blood cannot be suppressed. When Yang Shuo began to practice the marrow cutting technique, Yang Shuo immediately felt that the Qi and blood power of Jia Luoming in his body was rapidly agitating. He started running around, with a hint of excitement mixed in during the process. Although Jia Luoming's thoughts were attached to the blood and could not think, but he was liberated at this moment, he was naturally excited and agitated!
"Huh? Are you still excited?"
"Let's see how happy you are when the marrow-cutting liquid starts washing your blood!"
With a thought in his mind, Yang Shuo controlled the marrow-cutting liquid that had seeped into his body, and suddenly washed it onto Jia Luoming's blood!
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
After being washed away by the marrow-cutting fluid, although Jia Luoming's thoughts could not speak, Yang Shuo seemed to be able to clearly hear that in the mass of Qi and blood, Jia Luoming's thoughts attached to him were screaming repeatedly, and they were about to be driven away from the Qi. It's like being peeled off from the blood!
"The effect is good. If you continue to wash it, I don't believe it. I can't refine your ownerless thoughts!"
Jia Luoming's thoughts were shocked, and he screamed repeatedly, unable to control the blood and energy causing trouble in Yang Shuo's body.
Yang Shuo calmed down and continued to wash the blood and qi with the marrow cutting liquid.
"Ahhh!"
I don’t know how many times it was washed, but Jia Luoming’s thoughts in this ball of energy and blood suddenly screamed and suddenly escaped, and unexpectedly broke away from his ball of energy and blood, separated from Yang Shuo’s body, and quickly moved towards the secret room.
Drifting away, obviously trying to escape!
"Well, Jia Luoming's mind escaped?"
Outside the secret room, Master Yongxin was sitting on a futon, protecting Yang Shuo. When Jialuoming's energy and blood escaped from the secret room, he had already sensed it and immediately opened his eyes.
"The mind cannot exist for a long time without Qi and blood. This Jialuoming mind has been washed out. Even if it escapes, it is not a worry!" Master Yongxin said in a low voice.
"Escape? He can't escape!"
"If you want to get rid of the root, even if there is only one in ten thousand chance, you can't leave it to him. Just let him completely annihilate this thought of Jia Luoming!"
In the secret room, Yang Shuo's cold voice came out.
puff!
A blast of true energy was directly knocked out by Yang Shuo!
Tsk! Tsk!
The true energy carried thunder and lightning, and quickly wrapped around Jia Luoming's thought. In just a moment, it had strangled and shattered Jia Luoming's thought...