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Chapter 8 Pulse Brilliance Token

I don’t know how long it took Liang Shaochong to pass out this time.

He only felt that in his coma, someone seemed to be feeding him soup and water from time to time. Sometimes it was sweet and delicious, sometimes it was spicy and pungent, and he didn't know what it was. He opened his eyes hazy, and vaguely saw a group of people passing by.

There were men and women, old and young. These people were all looking at me anxiously, with expressions of concern.

Among them was a thin old man, Wu Baihan, the master of Wusha Castle.

I don't know how much time has passed since I was so confused. One day, I suddenly felt a chill on my forehead and smelled a faint fragrance in my nose. I slowly opened my eyes, and a surprised girl's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"You finally woke up!"

Liang Shaochong opened his eyes and found a pretty girl about sixteen years old sitting next to her.

When the girl saw Liang Shaochong looking at her, the joy on her face quickly disappeared, replaced by a cold face, she stretched out a soft jade hand to tuck the thin quilt for him, and opened her little cherry mouth slightly.

, said coldly: "Master Liang, you have been unconscious for many days. Are you hungry? Can you ask the maid to bring you a bowl of porridge?"

Liang Shaochong raised his upper body to look, and found that the girl in front of him was very unfamiliar. He was puzzled and couldn't help but whisper: "Who are you?"

The girl said calmly: "Master Liang, my name is Xiaoping. I was sent to serve you by the master." Although her tone was cold, her voice was like the call of an oriole.

Liang Shaochong was called "Young Master" for the first time in his life. His face turned slightly red and he asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Since the master brought you here, you have been unconscious for two days and three nights." Xiaoping replied coldly.

It turned out that Liang Shaochong received a heavy palm from Wu Baihan that day, which caused all the internal organs in his body to shift. Fortunately, Liang Shaochong's body had been transformed by the "power of the pulse gate" and his toughness was different from ordinary people; otherwise, ordinary people would have been affected by his palm.

Even if he doesn't die, he will still be disabled.

"Master, please wash your face first before eating!"

Xiaoping said without any emotion while carrying a red lacquered wooden bucket in one hand and a food box in the other.

Liang Shaochong was about to get up, but he suddenly suffered internal injuries and couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

Xiaoping stood aside coldly, saying nothing and not going to help.

Liang Shaochong got out of bed with difficulty. After slowly rinsing his mouth and face, he came to the table and sat down.

The porridge is fragrant glutinous rice with shredded chicken added. It is fragrant and extremely sweet.

Liang Shaochong lay on the table and drank five bowls in a row. He felt that it was the first time in his life that he had tasted such delicious porridge. After drinking the porridge, he broke out in a sweat, as if all the pores in his body had been opened, and he felt very comfortable.

At this time, Xiao Ping slowly removed the bowls and chopsticks.

"Xiaoping, thank you!" Liang Shaochong said.

"Young Master Liang, you're welcome. The Lord of the Castle said that since Young Master Liang came here, Xiao Ping has become the young master's person. If the young master wants Xiao Ping to live, Xiao Ping must live well. If the young master wants Xiao Ping to die, Xiao Ping must die immediately."

Ping's face was expressionless, as if she was giving an endorsement.

Liang Shaochong heard that her tone was quite unkind, and he didn't know where he had offended her.

"By the way. The castle master once ordered the slaves to notify him immediately after the young master wakes up. The young master will rest for a while, and Xiaoping will call the castle master over." Xiaoping said coldly.

After Xiaoping left, Liang Shaochong looked at the room where he lived.

I found that this was a quiet room with elegant and luxurious furnishings. There was a large open hall on the left, and a small room on the right. The door of the room was wide open, and the furnishings were clearly visible. The brocade embroidery was relatively simple, which was obviously a

The room where the servants live.

"It turns out that Xiaoping is actually in this small room inside. No wonder she knew it as soon as I woke up. However, she has been cold and cold since I woke up. Did I offend her in some way?" Liang Shaochong was puzzled.

….

Just after Xiaoping left, Liang Shaocheng suddenly noticed that the window on the left side suddenly moved. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through it, and there seemed to be a shadow in the wind.

A faint white shadow, with a faint fragrance, appeared in front of him strangely.

"who is it?"

Liang Shaochong was horrified.

Bai Ying suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Liang Shaochong's neck with his left hand, and said solemnly: "Be smart and don't make a sound!"

Only then did Liang Shaochong realize that Bai Ying was actually a masked girl wearing white clothes and a white skirt, with long hair shawl.

Her whole body exuded a gloomy and sinister aura, which was indescribably terrifying.

The masked girl raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared on her frosty face. She looked at Liang Shaochong and shouted in a low voice: "Don't think that someone will come to save you. If you are not honest, be careful, I will kill you."

Dog’s life.”

Liang Shaochong felt that the light in her eyes was like a cold electric frost, as if she wanted to see through a person's internal organs. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, but his stubborn character made him forget his fear and looked directly at the masked girl.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Wu Baihan?" the masked girl asked coldly.

Her voice was cold and hoarse, and you could tell she was pretending to be it on purpose, as if she was afraid that others would recognize her voice.

"I don't want to change my name at work, and I don't want to change my surname at home. I, Liang Shaochong, have nothing to do with Wu Baihan?" Liang Shaochong said.

"Aren't you Wu Baihan's illegitimate son?" the masked girl said with a cold smile.

"Fart, fart! Wu Baihan is my grandson." Liang Shaochong said angrily.

When the masked girl heard this, she immediately smiled, but her expression immediately cooled down, and her tone softened a lot, and she said: "You lied. In the past few days when you were in coma, Wu Baihan was extremely anxious and cared about you. I

I have never seen him care so much about others? If you are not his son, who are you?"

"Who knows. Maybe he thought he might have hurt me and felt guilty about me. This is good for me." Liang Shaochong glanced at the masked girl and explained.

The masked girl's eyes showed murderous intent again, and she said coldly: "You lied! Tell me quickly, what is your relationship with Wu Baihan? Why does he take care of you so much?"

The masked girl seems to have a very clear understanding of Wu Baihan's character, knowing that he is known to be a cruel and ruthless villain. How could the masked girl believe that Wu Baihan personally injured a person, and then go out of her way to heal him?

"Didn't I tell you, it has nothing to do with him!" Liang Shaochong replied impatiently.

"It seems that if you don't give me some strength, you won't stop talking." The masked girl shouted coldly.

Liang Shaochong said angrily: "Didn't I say that what I am now is his masterpiece."

Unexpectedly, the masked girl was not angry at all. Instead, she let out a clear and cold laugh and said, "Really? I don't believe it. I want to see what evidence you have on your body." She stretched out a snow-white wrist and held out slender jade fingers.

, and touched Liang Shaochong's body.

Liang Shaochong felt that there seemed to be a cold air in the delicate laughter of the masked girl. It was so creepy that he couldn't help but shudder.

"Hey, what is this?"

The masked girl immediately took out an ordinary wooden sign from Liang Shaochong's pocket.

The masked girl held the wooden sign and looked at it curiously.

But suddenly he saw the word "Jiang Shuang" engraved in the center of the wooden sign. As if he remembered something, he trembled all over, and the wooden sign fell on Liang Shaochong again. He swayed and immediately ran away from the window in embarrassment.

Seeing the horrified expression of the masked girl, Liang Shaochong was not surprised.

That Wu Baihan must have seen the wooden sign on his body, so he tried every possible means to heal himself.

"Who is this woman named Jiangshuang? She has such a powerful influence!" Liang Shaochong grabbed the wooden sign and looked at it carefully, becoming infinitely curious about the owner of the wooden sign...

"Haha, Mr. Liang, you finally woke up. But you are so anxious."

After a while, Wu Baihan hurriedly walked in from the door, but when he saw Liang Shaochong holding a wooden sign and looking at it, he immediately stopped in shock and did not dare to move even a moment.

Seeing Wu Baihan's horrified expression, Liang Shaochong was moved in his heart and shouted loudly: "Wu Baihan, do you know what this is?"

"Old man... Bai Han knows that this is Miss Jiangshuang's Pulse Yao Token. Whoever owns it means that Miss Jiangshuang is here in person and enjoys the same authority as Miss Jiangshuang!" Wu Baihan immediately bent his proud body,

He said respectfully.

Pulse Yao Token!

What is this?

Liang Shaochong was extremely confused, but he didn't dare to say that he didn't know at all.

"You actually know that this is Miss Jiangshuang's Pulse Yao Token, why do you dare to hurt me? Don't you know the crime?" Liang Shaochong shouted loudly.

Wu Baihan made a puff and immediately knelt down to Liang Shaochong in a panic.

"The villain Wu Baihan, the mayor of Jingchu Town, pays homage to Miss Jiangshuang and Mr. Liang! A few days ago, Bai Han didn't know Mr. Liang's identity, so he offended you. I hope Mr. Liang will see that Bo Han has worked so hard for your injury.

For your sake, spare the villain?"

"What, this Pulse Yao Token can actually make Wu Baihan kneel down and beg for mercy. What kind of good thing is it?"

Seeing Wu Baihan's frightened look, Liang Shaochong was indescribably excited. Only then did he realize that the seemingly ordinary wooden plaque was actually an amazing treasure.

Who is Wu Baihan?

The most impressive master in Jingchu Town!

Normally, people like Liang Shaochong could only look up to him; but today, just because of this Pulse Yao Token, a person with status like Wu Baihan actually bowed to him.

What is the Pulse Yao Token?

It is a symbol of identity and status, a status symbol for the disciples of the Maidao sect, and its function is like the emperor's jade seal "as if I were here in person".

Even if a dynasty and empire has a vast territory and a population of hundreds of millions.

However, in the eyes of the Pulse Cultivating Sect, it is nothing more than a plaything.

On the Zihuan Continent, the first-rate forces are the eight major sects of meridians, which have stood on the continent for five thousand years and have countless strong masters; the second-rate forces are various "sects" of various sizes of meridians.

"Sects" and "Churches" have stood on the mainland for at least more than a thousand years. Although they are not as powerful as the eight sects, they are still quite powerful.

The Dynasty Empire is the most unruly force on the continent and is a third-rate force.

These dynasties and empires change almost every five hundred years, and must rely on various "sects", "sects" and the eight major sects of the world in order to survive and develop.

"Sect" represents the culture and concept of pulse cultivation. It has formed a unique Taoism with rich cultural heritage. It is the spread of the concept of pulse cultivation condensed by a small number of powerful pulse masters.

The eight major sects of pulse cultivation represent the eight main vein cultivation traditions and the eight mainstream pulse cultivation methods in the mainland for five thousand years. They are the holy land of Zihuan Continent that shines brightly and attracts cultivators to look up to.

Any one of the eight sects of Maidao controls dozens or hundreds of dynasties and empires.

There are many practitioners in Zihuan Continent, and almost one out of every ten people is practicing Pulse Kung Fu.

However, ordinary civilians practice inferior pulse skills, let alone high-level pulse skills. To be more precise, what ordinary people practice is not pulse skills, but a relatively complete physical exercise method.

By cultivating this kind of skill, even a lower-level disciple cannot achieve it, let alone an upper-level disciple.

Occasionally, these commoners would obtain elixirs, practice on their own, and break through the first and second levels of the pulse sense. They would be recruited by famous nobles and join the family as bodyguards. Then they would slowly integrate into the family and gain higher status and brilliant skills.

Kung Fu, but it is almost impossible to break through to the seventh level of pulse sense and become an upper-level pulse disciple.

The seventh level of pulse sense is a watershed for pulse disciples. Only those who have reached the seventh level of pulse sense in cultivation can be qualified to become an upper-level pulse disciple and have the opportunity to enter the "sect" and become the lowest servant disciple.

The levels of pulse disciples can be divided according to the level of cultivation, and are divided into primary pulse disciples, middle-level pulse disciples, upper-level pulse disciples, and large-level pulse disciples.

Beginner Pulse Disciple: The realm of cultivation is between the first level of Pulse Sense and the third level of Pulse Sense.

Intermediate Pulse Disciple: The realm of cultivation is between the fourth level of Pulse Sense and the sixth level of Pulse Sense. The mayor of Jingchu Town, Wu Baihan, is an intermediate Pulse Disciple.

Upper-level pulse disciple: The realm of cultivation is between the seventh level of pulse sense and the ninth level of pulse sense.

Great Pulse Disciple: The cultivation realm has reached the tenth level of Pulse Sense, which is the Great Perfection realm of Pulse Sense. He is the person who has the best chance to become a Pulse Master.


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