Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from predicting opportunities

In a large meeting hall.

The heads of the Han and Liu families gathered here.

The moonlight passed through the majestic attic and shone on the core attic of a majestic building complex.

In the lobby, sitting to one side was a white-faced middle-aged man dressed as a scholar.

It is Liu Lin who is the current favorite son of the Liu family and has reached the level of visceral training at the age of thirty-one!

But at this moment, his position among the crowd was very awkward, like a helpless child.

"Brother Han, do we really want to do this? Once we take this step, there will be no retreat!"

A man who looked like an iron tower spoke to the white-faced middle-aged man sitting next to the first seat.

There was no one on the first seat, so among those present, he was the leader.

Han Sui closed his eyes, opened them again, gritted his teeth and said, "When our family has reached this point, it has reached its peak. Both individuals and families need a bigger platform!

Feiyun City is in decay! "

He looked at the empty seat at the head of the table, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

"It seems that Lord Yangjun will not come."

With a touch of iron blood in his tone, he said decisively, "Everyone, this action is the biggest opportunity for our family in three hundred years. The lessons from the Lei family's destruction are right in front of us. I hope everyone can take this as a warning and don't be careless! Tomorrow The big battle will attract the attention of the whole city, and then it will be the best opportunity."

After a pause, he turned his cold eyes to everyone and said with a slightly threatening tone.

"Duan Jue has already had doubts about us. He is about to do something and has to do it. Please take action!"

"yes!"

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City Shoufu.

Duan Jue is a scholar. He is over sixty years old this year, but he looks like he is only forty.

He tilted his head slightly, tapping gently on the chair with one hand, and supporting his head with the other hand. His eyes were slightly narrowed like a sick tiger, and his whole body exuded an aura that was no less than that of Li Zongkang.

This kind of aura has been cultivated through many years of holding high positions.

"It looks like Feiyun City is coming back to life again. It's great." Duan Jue sighed softly.

Li Zongkang stood aside, silent. When he saw Duan Jue reaching for the tea cup, he quickly reached out to help. His arms were too long, so he easily put the tea cup into Duan Jue's hands.

"The city hasn't been so lively for a long time." Duan Jue said with some emotion.

Li Zongkang remained speechless. This was his temperament. He always felt that Duan Jue was his beacon and regarded Duan Jue as his father.

"Since the turmoil in the Xuanshi last year caused great changes in the Central Plains, Xuanyi Pavilion withdrew too many people and lost contact with the city. I knew that people's hearts had changed...

The Han and Liu families have been attached to Feiyun City for a hundred years, and it’s time to clean up! "

Li Zongkang was still taciturn, but a hint of awe-inspiring murderous intent suddenly bloomed from his body.

"promise!"

When Duan Jue saw Li Zongkang like this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. Li Zongkang was good at everything, but his temper was too cold.

Seeing Li Zongkang like this, he suddenly felt childish and asked softly, "Who do you think will win tomorrow?"

Li Zongkang did not remain silent this time, but gave a concise and concise answer, "Xu Guang!"

Duan Jue was stunned, "Are you optimistic about that Xu Guang?"

Li Zongkang was silent.

"Since you told me, I went to investigate this Xu Guang. He comes from Xujia Village five miles outside the city. He learned Zhao Min's Jinliu Gong, but for some reason, he used a big gun.

As far as I know, he dared to challenge Yang Sha after practicing martial arts for less than two years. He must be confident. But after two years of training in Zang, the power of his bloodline should be related to the mysterious world. His training speed surpasses that of ordinary people, but that's all. That's all, could it be that you know the power of his bloodline?

Could it be possible that he is of the same golden bloodline as you? "

Li Zongkang shook his head, "I don't know."

There was a bit of weirdness in his eyes, as if to say, you were obviously not allowed to investigate in depth, but instead you asked me such in-depth questions.

Duan Jue also thought of this and burst out laughing, "I think this guy is pretty good."

After a pause, he stood up and said to Li Zongkang.

"Send out all the carrier pigeons from the city guard's office. I want the news of the dirty fighting to spread inside and outside Feiyun City within one day! Let me see what kind of monsters they are!"

He has always hated grass bandits like Yang Sha the most, but now he wants to recruit them because he has no choice but to do so.

City guard, city guard, guarding a big city. After leaving the capital, he really felt... powerless!

Huang Tianjiao hangs outside the city, and he will finally show some means to reassure the wallflower forces in the city.

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The night is as dark as water, and even though most of the summer has passed, a ray of chill is quietly exuding in the darkness.

Ji Xiaolu leaned on Xu Guang's shoulder and talked about Cheng Lian'er's arrival today.

Xu Guang had a vague guess about what Cheng Lian'er sent, and it turned out to be literary skills.

After he took it out, he opened it carefully, and a strange feeling emerged in his palm, with a slippery feeling like water, but it made people unconsciously indulge in it.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong and quickly looked away. The secrets of literary skills gave him a strange feeling, as if this literary skills could only be seen by a few people. If too many people saw it, it would automatically collapse and be destroyed!

This is a technique called the Ageless Spring and Autumn Gong. The effect is just as Cheng Lian'er said, it can prolong life.

Xu Guang's eyes were solemn. Is it really that simple?

This mysterious thing made him a little curious, and he tried to pour some weak power into it, but there was no reaction.

After hesitation, he still planned to let Ji Xiaolu and Xu's mother practice this literary skill.

The posture was very simple, and with his guidance, Xu Mu and Ji Xiaolu were able to do it in a decent manner very quickly.

"Mom, don't you feel anything?"

Xu's mother shook her head indifferently, obviously she really didn't notice the change.

Xu Guang didn't take it to heart at first. After all, Xu's mother was already quite old. She had sacrificed too much for the family in her early years and needed to undergo long-term recovery.

Ji Xiaolu, on the other hand, has weird eyes and a red face. She is really cute. "Brother Guang, I feel...a wonderful power from another world!"

Her last words were extremely certain.

Xu Guang frowned, one technique, two completely different effects.

He didn't understand.

Just let the two of them continue to practice, so that they can live longer.

Then he opened the search engine and searched for something he had been curious about before.

[Search keywords: Ji Xiaolu’s physique. Related words: supernatural power, practice. Search range: thirty miles from Feiyun City. Search results show: 1]

[Searching...0%, estimated duration - seven years, whether to cancel. 】

Xu Guang's expression changed instantly. It would take seven years to understand Ji Xiaolu's physique?

It was only half a year less than the time it took for him to obtain the Sky Eye.

This is so weird.

He quickly clicked on the newly appeared cancel function.

He turned around and looked at Ji Xiaolu inexplicably.

"Xiaolu, have you been anything different since you were a child?"

Of course Ji Xiaolu didn't know.

It was impossible for her to know that, at least in her impression, she was no different from the girls of the same age as her girlhood.

Xu Guang couldn't get the answer and had no choice but to give up. After hesitation, he still gave the decision-making power to Ji Xiaolu. He was just her husband, not everything to her.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiaolu looked at Xu Guang with a firm face, "I want to practice because... I have a hunch that if I continue to practice, I can help my husband."

Her face was slightly red and her tone was shy.

So said.