The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 86 89, 90. The monster of the North is called the Sword King, and his wife is a righteous man who makes the barbarian land (big chapter - please subscribe)

[Name: Song Cheng]

[Talent: Immortality]

[Added points: 427 points]

[Realm: Yellow Grade A]

【Gong method】

Broken Body Mountain Spirit Sword Qi Secret Manual (Yellow Grade A) (Perfect)

Xuanwu True Form (Nine Forms) (Yellow Grade B) (Perfect)

Xuanwu body (perfect)

【Skill】

Three styles of mountain cutting (yellow grade A) (sword energy) (style one splits the mountain, style two holds the mountain, style three giant spirits)

The Four Forms of Xuanwu (Yellow Grade B) (Sword and Shield) (Form 1 Wuying, Form 2 Jiaoshan, Form 3 Fudozon, Form 4 Nightmare) (Perfect)

Pear Blossom Thousand Hands (Perfect)

Combat power: 290~580.

‘Style 3, giant spirit. ’

The young man thought silently in his heart.

Then, he raised his hand in the air, and an invisible energy escaped from his arm.

It was a dark arm shrouded in mist, a huge shadow stretched out by invisible energy. The shadow is more than ten feet tall, with a majestic face and closed eyes, but it is a little giant wrapped in heavy armor and as majestic as a god general.

In the blind man's mind, this was a giant with pale golden light.

The young man closed his fist and the shadow disappeared.

The perfection of the aura is just such a shadow.

After Song Cheng paused, he thought about his senior brother's combat prowess.

It seems to be "160~292", right?

He breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Finally, I have surpassed the strongest person I can see. If senior brother tries his best, he should be able to give me some pain, right? ’

'After reading the "Secret Book of Broken Body Mountain Spirit Sword Qi", the probability of my own skill deduction has also increased to 6.4% per thousand, but it is still low.

I still need more experience.

I have to find a way to see the Qi Realm exercises at Baituo Village. ’

‘What do you think? ’

Song Cheng thought about it.

The world is changing, storms and clouds are gathering, thousands of chaotic phenomena are coming, and the confusion of prosperity and power surrounds him, but Song Cheng will never forget what he needs to do most: pursue his goals with the most stable means in the most stable environment Stronger power.

Therefore, even though his strength has far surpassed that of "the second most powerful master in the city," the thought in his heart was not something like "it's time to go out and wander."

He was thinking about continuing to become stronger.

for a long time,

He sorted out a lot of ideas.

First, you should arrange a martial arts idiot character for yourself. As a martial arts idiot, it is not unusual and it is not easy to offend people;

Second, go to Baituo Village and walk around more often to see if you can conquer the owner of the village to increase your favorability and see his family's skills;

Third, so far, he has actually seen a stronger force outside than "Brother, the second largest hall master in Fucheng", and that is the army. The "power" of the army may reach a very high level during ups and downs. Even a small group of soldiers is already more powerful than a large hall leader. What's more, according to his understanding, in Dashang and Northern Barbarians, personal bravery is important, but what really determines victory or defeat is the overall quality of the army and the battlefield decision-making of the soldiers. Maybe the secret of "Xuan Level" is hidden in it?

Fourth, since the tide of ghosts is rampant, Chenyu is right. If we cannot stop evil ghosts, we can at least choose an evil ghost who is close to us.

5. Can trickery enhance strength?

The young man sat in the teahouse and thought.

In the winter in the north, snow is always easy to fall.

I don't know when the white snow started to fall again, falling into the frozen pool and piled up into cotton wool.

But the boy couldn't see this beauty.

Suddenly, his tense nerves relaxed, because he heard footsteps behind him, and then a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind, and a delicate and naughty voice came: "Guess who I am."

"I guess it's Song Cheng."

"You guessed wrong, I'll punish you." Miss An's eyes were wandering, and the word "you" was pronounced in a long sound, but she didn't know what came after it.

Song Cheng said: "Then I will be punished by staying outside the house for one night."

Miss An said: "What a beautiful thought!"

She was wrapped in a fluffy fur coat, which felt very comfortable to the touch.

She sat next to the boy and snuggled into his arms.

She had begun to prepare herself to be a mother, and at this time, she was particularly attached to the man who was about to give her a little life, and even learned to act like a baby, even though she was once an ambitious and powerful president of the Chamber of Commerce. Same.

"Sister Jia'er is still refining elixirs. She has been practicing too hard recently. She practices during the day and at night."

"Ok, I know."

"Is mother-in-law going to travel far away?" Miss An also changed her title to follow that of her husband.

"She had a premonition."

Song Cheng responded.

Then he added: “It’s more of a necessity than a premonition.

Because she wants to reveal the existence of the ghost servant to everyone and make them wary of the real enemy, she will inevitably leave.

She had no idea when this was bound to happen, so naturally she wanted to teach someone the knowledge she had.

Jiaer knew what her mother-in-law wanted, so one worked hard to teach and the other worked hard to learn. "

Miss An hugged him nervously and asked softly: "Then will you go with her?"

She knew that what Mrs. Zhushan was going to do was great, and her man, as the lady's partner, should accompany her impassionedly.

But she was worried and reluctant to give up.

Because what Mrs. Zhushan is going to do is dangerous.

Based on her understanding of Song Cheng, Song Cheng didn't like to take risks, but this time she wasn't sure.

Not only was she unsure, but Song Cheng himself was a little unsure.

He also tried to convince himself that he could gain experience after going out, that he was already quite strong now, and that Mrs. Zhushan could not do without him.

But just when Miss An asked this question, he had an answer: "If I were a shrunken turtle who only knew how to protect the family, would Sister An dislike me?"

"How can a woman dislike her man? As long as she doesn't regret it." An Chenyu said softly.

Song Chengdao: "I have no skills and I will regret it if I put you, Jia'er, Ying'er, and the noble Anjia in danger.

Life always requires choices.

Whether to be a hero who cares about everything or to be a coward who takes care of the family and protects the family, I choose the latter. "

An Chenyu said angrily: "What kind of comparison are you making? You are my hero."

She hugged the boy tightly, pressed against his clothes, grabbed the boy's palm and gently pressed it on her other cheek.

The night is blurry and the sky is filled with snow.

The familiar courtyard layout and line sketches gave him a sense of belonging and peace of mind.

And thinking that although there is a wave of ghosts now, if the situation stops for a while, it is also a good opportunity to take a breather, and it is not a bad idea to give birth to an heir at this time. This peace of mind has doubled again.

The two of them stayed together in silence.

Two hearts beat in the silent snowy night, and each other can hear them.

Suddenly, An Chenyu said softly: "Today, I am suitable for pregnancy. Come in if you want. This way you will have an excuse to reject your mother-in-law."

Song Chengdao: "No need for excuses, I am just such a person who likes to look after the house.

A real man has his ambitions in all directions, but I have my ambitions in my small family.

I will openly admit it, why hide it? "

An Chenyu laughed and said: "You are obviously so powerful. You have mastered hundreds of skills and hundreds of shapes, and can fight against the master of the grand gymnasium. Now you have been taught the secret book of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall. With your talent, you will have already started in Yu Yu at the latest."

But you are so powerful, but you don’t like taking risks, being a hero, and traveling in all directions.”

Song Chengdao: "Why do you have to take risks, be a hero, and travel in all directions?"

An Chenyu said: "If you want to practice success, you need experience.

Besides, life is short. If ordinary people are like the long grass hidden in the dim light, then heroes are like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky.

Fireworks, so beautiful. "

Song Chengdao: "You like to watch fireworks, I asked Ling'er to buy them."

An Chenyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Can you come in today?"

Song Chengdao: "Come in."

In the heavy snow, the young man hugged the eldest lady in a fluffy fur coat. What was hidden in the warm touch was no longer just the lust for the cold beauty when they first met, but a kind of warmth.

He stepped forward, following the avenue of ink and wash, towards the distant houses with lines twisted in the wind and snow.

The door is closed.

In the rustling voice.

The war is about to break out.

One is strong and the other is soft.

Hardness and softness go back and forth, fork-fork-ya-ya.

It took a long time to stop.

Miss An took a pillow, put it under her buttocks, and protected it carefully.

After a while, the two fell asleep hugging each other.

The next day, early.

Ying'er drove the chariot and took Miss An to "inspect" Anjia's properties in various places.

Now, the An family is taking advantage of Song Cheng and Tong Jia's momentum to encroach on everything. In the past six months, the scale has grown much larger than before.

Some elderly people can't help but sigh with emotion when they think that in the deep winter at the beginning of this year, the young couple who were rescued from Tanghe Village were still relying on the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce for their living.

Song Cheng stretched out his hand in front of the mirror and let Ling'er put on his robe, then put on his long sword, put away his "organ shield", and went to the dining hall to have breakfast.

The couple is still Ying'er and the eldest lady, Ling'er follows him.

at this time,

Ling'er stood under the eaves of the dining hall, rubbing her little hands, and asked, "Uncle, are you going out today?"

The pink short skirt she was wearing was replaced by a pink fleece jacket, and she looked like a maid from a wealthy family.

Song Chengdao: "Let's go to the martial arts gym."

Ling'er said "Okay" and then went to drive the car.

It's just that it's freezing cold, and even the reins are cold and hard.

Ling'er's little hands turned white from the cold, with tiny veins showing under her snow-white skin. She cooed, "Drive!"

The horse pulls the trailer, driving the wheels to pick up snow and dust.

The young man was wrapped in a mysterious robe and leaning in a dark corner of the carriage.

The carriage left Anfu, crossed a bridge, and slowly entered the noisy downtown.

Song Cheng still remembered that when he first arrived, the third uncle of the An family, and later the Chen family, as well as the outer disciples of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, it was not always smooth sailing.

But now, everything is settled.

He yawned, sniffed his nose, smelled a scent, and called to stop, and then saw that he was selling a kind of shrimp cake.

Song Cheng didn't get out of the car and called out: "Buy four and get a bottle of sake."

Suddenly he thought that he and Sister An were working hard to have a baby these past few days, so he said again: "Forget it about drinking."

After a while, there was a sound outside the car.

"Sister Ling'er, it must be Mr. Song in your car. I can't accept the money for this cake. I'll treat you to it."

"Take it." Ling'er put the money on the table, took the cake and left. She's not stupid. She doesn't have much money to make the cakes look real, so who wants to be greedy?

Returning to the royal seat, she handed the cake into the curtain.

The carriage started moving again in the bustling city filled with smoke and smoke.

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Do they call you Sister Ling'er outside?"

Ling'er said: "Either I am in my uncle's favor, or even those who are much older than me call me Sister Ling'er."

Song Cheng took a bite of the shrimp cake. The cake was crispy, and the shrimp was cooked and fried whole, and then added with a secret sauce. It was very fragrant. He casually asked, "Does everyone call me Master Song now?"

Ling'er said, "Is it true? Master Song, you are in Hanping Prefecture now, everyone knows you?"

Song Cheng said, "I always feel that calling me old, I still like people to call me Xiao Song."

Ling'er, who was driving the car, couldn't help rolling her eyes and said, "Whoever you want to kill, just catch him and ask him to call you Xiao Song."

The junior brother of the master of Shanhe Martial Arts School is Xiao Song, so where are the masters of Shanhe Martial Arts School? Will they let go of the person who said this?

Son-in-law, you have to know that even an ordinary disciple of Shanhe Martial Arts School can easily control everything about these people.

If you don't let them call you Master Song, it means that they can't hang around here. They will only be afraid, and they may even kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize."

Song Cheng said, "You know a lot."

Ling'er said, "But you still don't know what you really look like, otherwise, when I first met you, I wouldn't talk to you like that."

Song Cheng smiled.

As he said this, the carriage stopped.

We have arrived at Shanhe Martial Arts School.

Song Cheng got off the carriage, and two strong young disciples came forward and said respectfully, "Uncle Master."

There are seniority and positions in the martial arts school.

If there is a position, call the position, if not, call the seniority directly.

Song Cheng turned around and called, "Ling'er, tie up the carriage and come in with me."

Ling'er smiled and responded, "Okay, Master."

She was still wondering if Master would leave her outside.

It was freezing in the carriage.

Besides, it was quite impressive to go into the martial arts school with Master.

Song Cheng looked at the two disciples and said kindly, "Which elder is in the school?"

A disciple said, "The third elder is here, with the master."

Duan Xin?

Song Cheng thought of the young elder.

Of course, this "young" is only young among the elders. In terms of age, he is at least twenty years older than him, and his children are the same age as him.

Song Cheng nodded slightly, then stepped in.

He came here today, not for anything else, but to defeat all the strong men in the city.

His strength has soared, even if he "hides six and reveals four", he can become the first in the city.

"The first in the city" was certainly a constant trouble in the past.

But now, it is within his tolerance.

The reason is very simple. If you have three points of talent, but strive for four points of talent to gain fame and fortune, that is called seeking wealth and honor in danger, that is called taking a gamble and relying on luck.

But if you have ten points of talent, but only strive for the fame and fortune that can be obtained by four points of talent, this is very safe and secure.

The reputation of "the first in the city" looks very high, very conspicuous, and very in the limelight.

But for his current strength, it is nothing.

Moreover, he needs this reputation.

First, it is to increase the value and favor of his "gift".

Both are "two thousand dan of grain", "gifted by the best master of Hanping Prefecture and the strongest person in Shanhe Martial Arts Hall", which is completely different from "gifted by a chamber of commerce".

Second, it is to increase his chances of encountering challenges.

The title of "the best master" is always tempting. As long as someone carries this title, there will definitely be someone in the world to challenge.

Why?

All martial artists have ambitions. Unless they have fought each other, who is willing to admit who is the first?

If you want to be the first, you are destined to accept challenges.

Song Cheng is now afraid that no one will come to challenge him, and he cannot increase the probability of deduction, so it is better to put this sign out.

Third, to improve his level, so as to increase his chances of contacting "Xuan-level" forces.

Just thinking about it, Song Cheng has arrived in front of a courtyard with falling snow.

The disciples in front of the door saw him and hurriedly reported.

"Master, Third Elder, Master Song is here."

The voice came from the courtyard.

"Come in quickly."

Song Cheng stepped in.

The master of the hall smiled and said, "I am seeing off the third elder. How come you are interested in coming here?"

Song Cheng said, "Brother, I need to experience the sword classics. So."

He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand suddenly, and said, "Xiao Song, I want to ask the third elder for advice."

The master of the hall was stunned.

He was helping the little junior brother to hide his shortcomings.

Why did this little junior brother want fame?

This.

"Junior brother, cultivation is a slow process. Only when you are calm and peaceful can you achieve the great way. Haste makes waste." The master of the hall said earnestly.

The third elder smiled slightly and said, "Master, maybe it's better to let the junior brother know the level of the Qi realm in advance."

The master of the hall glanced at him speechlessly.

The third elder asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The master of the hall said, "You can't beat him."

The third elder: ? ? ?

"Impossible!"

On the other side, Song Cheng clasped his fists and said, "Brother Duan, please."

The third elder looked at him in doubt.

Song Cheng drew his sword and took the first move of the three mountain-cutting moves, "Splitting the Mountain".

At this moment, the master of the hall was also shocked, because he could see that Song Cheng's "Splitting the Mountain" posture was very good. Although it was a bit rough, it was normal considering that the boy had only been exposed to the "Breaking Body Mountain Spirit Sword Qi Secret Book" for a short time.

The third elder smiled slightly, raised his reddish-brown leather battle robe, held a long-handled broadsword in his hand, and said, "Brother, I know how to use Qi, watch me."

After saying that, an invisible aura burst out of the body, boiling like a transparent tide and rushing up the long knife, causing the air around the blade of the long knife to twist.

"The sword energy is invisible and can be released. Even a land of more than ten feet can be reached with one sword. However, the opponent may not even have the opportunity to observe the sword energy, and even if he observes it, he will not be able to react. In this realm, it is basically impossible to There is evasion. So, junior brother, do you still want to fight?"

He was a little worried, and then he scanned the main hall owner again.

The grand master nodded.

Although the third elder was suspicious, he still said: "Junior brother, be careful."

After saying that, he picked up the long sword and flicked it gently, and all the wind and snow in the entire courtyard suddenly surged up like an angry tide, drawing a pale arc of the moon, and then the whole thing was accompanied by the wind that tore people's faces, Go to Songcheng and kill him.

The storm is just the aftermath.

What is really hidden inside is the pure sword energy that contains murderous intent.

Intangible and colorless, it is impossible to guard against!

Under the Qi state, there is no time to react, so a warrior who has perfected the Gang Qi in the "Shape" realm can barely resist a wave with the body-protecting Gang Qi.

Song Cheng looked at the sword energy, suddenly raised the sword, blocked it, and swung it.

Bang!

The sword energy shattered.

The third elder couldn't help but praise: "What a pure body-protecting aura."

Song Cheng pretended to be deep in thought, as if he was thinking, and suddenly said "Senior brother, be careful", then held the knife with five fingers, imitating the third elder, gently flicked it, stirred up the wind and snow in the sky, and slashed like Cold winter months.

The formidable arc swept the wind, shattered the air in the sky, exploded like a bead curtain, and rushed towards the third elder.

Grand Hall Leader:? ? ?

Third Elder:? ? ?

Although the third elder was puzzled, his reaction was quick and he hurriedly swung his sword to inflate his anger.

Bang!

Two layers of sword energy exploded in mid-air, and the trapped flying snow scattered everywhere with a "bang".

After the third elder slashed out with his sword, he froze, almost subconsciously shouting from his throat: "Knife Qi??!!"

The grand master knew about Song Cheng's Xuanwu body, but he didn't know about sword energy.

And this is the sword energy of the "Secret Book of Broken Body Mountain Spirit Sword Energy".

The two were stunned.

This is no longer genius.

Is this a monster among monsters, a born warrior?

"Senior brother, the fight is over." Song Cheng said lightly, and then rushed towards him with a knife.

The two were fighting.

The third elder was horrified to find that this junior brother was growing up rapidly during the battle with him. Before the move, he was still a little clumsy, but this clumsiness was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After one stick of incense.

when!

There was a crisp sound.

The long-handled sword held by the third elder was thrown away, whirring in a sharp arc in mid-air, and then plunged heavily into the ground, the head of the pole still vibrating and buzzing.

The third elder looked at his hand and froze when he heard the sound of the knife shaft shaking.

For a moment, the courtyard was extremely quiet.

The three of them were as still as statues.

Not only the three of them, but also the Shanhe Martial Arts disciples on duty outside the courtyard were completely motionless.

No one could believe it.

No one could believe it.

If we talk about anything else, that's all. The "Secret Manual of Broken Body Mountain Spirit Sword Qi" was personally passed down to young Weijiu by the grand master.

After reading this over and over again, I got it all figured out, and after practicing it with an elder, I got it?

The shocked look has turned into a look of horror.

Immediately, the panic turned into a crazy heat, mixed with the desire to shout out, "There is a peerless genius in our Shanhe Martial Arts School."

The grand master was the first to react. He patted the third elder on the shoulder, called the disciples outside, and said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to tell outsiders what happened today."

The third elder took a deep look at Song Cheng. There was no sense of frustration or loss in his eyes, just a kind of blazing fire.

Why?

If you lose to a junior with similar qualifications to you, you will be angry.

But if you lose to a monster, you will only sigh and be shocked, "There are such monsters in the world"?

And if this monster is one of your own, your eyes will light up and you will feel, "Oh shit, this monster is one of your own"!

The third elder's current feeling is "painful, shocked, curious, and happy."

There is no shame in losing to such a monster.

Therefore, he looked at the two disciples and said, "I won't say anything. If there is news outside, it was you who did it."

The two disciples were frightened and hurriedly said: "Disciple."

But before he finished speaking, Song Cheng interrupted.

"Senior brother, I."

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "I think it doesn't matter if I tell you."

He raised his head, his black hair was dancing wildly in the wind, and the black cloth in front of his eyes was also moving violently.

Although they couldn't see his eyes, the grand master, the third elder, and the disciple all saw his longing and yearning.

Song Chengdao: "Junior brother, in order to study martial arts, I want to see the world's heroes."

The calm voice contains infinite pride and domineering.

After that, he bowed respectfully and said, "Senior brother, are the great elders still there? I want to ask them for advice."

After the words fell, the courtyard became much quieter again.

The grand master pondered for a moment and said, "Junior brother, have you thought about it?"

Song Cheng said: "Think about it."

The grand master said: "Then come with me and have another fight on the martial arts stage.

If you win, senior brother will help you spread your name as 'Number One in Hanping Mansion and King of Swordsmen in the North'.

If you want to fight, senior brother will add one more sentence for you. If he can defeat you on the stage, he will get thirty thousand taels of gold and three promises from our Shanhe Martial Arts School. "

Next to him, the two disciples had forgotten how to breathe, but their hearts were beating wildly.

Even the third elder's Adam's apple rolled.

The Sword King of the North?

Thirty thousand taels of gold?

Shanhe Martial Arts School’s three promises?

Song Cheng thought for a moment and asked, "How high can senior brother rank among the heroes in the world?"

The grand master said: "I don't know, but if you get into the top 100, it should be possible."

Song Cheng asked again: "What is the realm above the Qi realm?"

The grand master said: "I don't know."

Song Cheng asked: "Is there any?"

The grand master said: "I don't know."

Song Cheng scratched his head and said worriedly: "If this guy's head is beaten out, will it attract the scary old monster? If I can't beat him, then doesn't my Shanhe Martial Arts School really have to agree to three conditions? And you have to pay thirty thousand taels of gold?”

Grand owner:

Third Elder:

The two of them couldn't laugh or cry.

This junior brother, he was so domineering one second, so cautious the next second? Is it so realistic?

The grand master coughed and said: "Junior brother, you must defeat me first before we talk. Last time we fought, I always kept the bottom. This time, I won't."

Song Cheng nodded.

After a while, the two of them went to the martial arts stage.

The master of the Grand Pavilion dismissed all the disciples, and only called the elders of the sect who were still in Fucheng, as well as the internal and external envoys. After a brief explanation, he started to stand up on the stage.

"Junior brother, when you have perfected your aura, you can create a shadow of martial arts. Last time, senior brother held back and didn't show it to you. Now, take a look."

After saying that, the aura around the grand master's body expanded, and the invisible aura opened up a giant figure that was more than ten feet tall and wrapped in heavy armor.

"This is it, giant spirit."

"Once the shadow is formed, every move I make, even if I do it casually, contains far more powerful power than usual.

Just because all the moves contain not only my own Qi, but also the Qi of the giant spirit.

When the two qi are connected, the power will reach a higher level. "

Song Cheng slowly drew his sword and said: "Senior brother, please."

The grand master did not say much, and first tentatively swung his knife.

The sword energy was boiling, much stronger than the three elders' before.

Then swing it out at will.

A huge arc of the moon appeared in the space.

Song Cheng swung his sword and chopped it into pieces with a bang.

Then he stepped forward with his sword in hand, and started fighting with the Grand Pavilion Master with sword energy.

During the confrontation, he seemed to be learning. At first, it was just sword energy, but gradually, several "phantom fragments" occasionally appeared on the surface of his body.

This kind of learning ability only made the eyes of all the elders in the audience jump.

After a long time, the grand master waved his hand and said: "Okay, no more fighting, I lose."

He has completely realized that this junior brother is pulling him to study.

Song Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Senior brother, I have just gained some insights after the battle and want to communicate with you."

The grand master nodded, but then looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "In the past, I only heard that scholars said that there was a genius that was rare to see in a hundred years, and they were joking and talking nonsense, but today, such a genius finally fell into our Shanhe Martial Arts." Pavilion.

This is the opportunity for our martial arts school to rise. "

Everyone's eyes sparkled when they saw it.

We belong to the same force, surrounded by evil spirits and powerful enemies, and when a person with such a terrifying talent appears, everyone is welcome and happy.

The grand master said: "Then let's spread the news. Let's say that junior brother is the sword king of the North. Since junior brother wants to see the world's heroes, then take a look. This will also be good for improving the reputation of our Shanhe Martial Arts School. "

Song Cheng whispered: "Senior brother, gold, three promises, don't talk about it yet."

The owner's eyelids twitched and he responded in a low voice: "Okay, let's not talk about it for now."

Immediately afterwards, Song Cheng invited the elders in the audience to fight, and they were defeated one by one. Everyone was shocked and admired.

However, for Song Cheng, "victory" actually doesn't mean anything, because it is expected. What worries him is that the "deduction probability" has not improved, and is still 6.4 per thousand.

Obviously, the more advanced the technique is, the more difficult and demanding it is to perform.

As for the reputation of "King of Swordsmen of the North", he didn't think it was very powerful or high-level.

What he was looking forward to was the little life that might be gestating in Anchenyu's belly.

It only takes a few days.

Song Cheng failed everyone in Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, and the name "Northern Sword King" spread like wildfire, spread to all directions, and spread at a rapid speed.

On this day, at the end of the wasteland of Tongyun in the west of the city of Hanping Mansion, someone led a team. There were many barbarians wrapped in animal skins in the team.

But the person at the head is a big businessman.

The visitor paid a visit to the prefect of Hanping Prefecture and expressed his intention.

And this matter was quickly spread to the top.

There was an internal strife within the barbarians. Many "traitors" led by the Golden Crow King and even the ghost servants hiding among the barbarians were all killed. Now the barbarians are a little panicked because they don't know if there are any ghost servants in their camp. Hidden.

Therefore, after the Barbarian King heard that there were soul trainers in the city and that the soul trainers could see ghosts, he sincerely sent an envoy to invite the soul trainers to visit him in the camp.

As a sign of sincerity, the Barbarian King even took the initiative to send a pair of his children as hostages. They were outside the city. As long as the soul trainer was willing to go to the barbarian camp, the Barbarian King's children would enter the Hanping Mansion.

The three giants of Hanping Mansion quickly discussed it.

Then, there was an answer.

Mrs. Zhushan held several volumes and handed them to Tong Jia carefully. She said with a gentle expression: "Everything I haven't explained yet is all in the book, including the medicine master's method. Just study it carefully."

Tong Jia bit her lip, but didn't say anything like "I have to go".

The invitation from the Barbarian King is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Mrs. Zhushan.

Originally, Mrs. Zhushan planned to visit every place after the war, but she never thought that such an incident would happen in the barbarian camp.

Even if the future is full of thorns, she is still ready to go.

She hated ghosts so much that she hated them.

The evil spirit ruined everything for her.

She couldn't let the evil spirit grow stronger.

Tong Jia threw herself into Mrs. Zhushan's arms.

The fat woman in a rustic thick robe gently stroked her hair and said, "You and Xiao Song are both good children. With Xiao Song taking care of you, my mother-in-law can rest assured."

After saying that, she took a few deep breaths, and then said softly in a voice that no one else could hear: "The soul training method is an unknown method, don't practice it.

Especially the visualization method, don’t touch it.

Unless you meet a cursed person one day, then you can let that person try. But be sure to watch out for that person! "

Tong Jia was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Zhushan said sternly: "Promise me!"

Tong Jia nodded slightly and said, "I agree."

Mrs. Zhushan's expression calmed down, then she turned to look at the disciples of Zhushan Temple, pointed at Tong Jia and said: "I am not in Fucheng, she is the acting temple master of Zhushan Temple.

You guys haven’t met the Tong Guanzhu yet! ?”

Tong Jia was at a loss.

The disciples of Zhushan Temple have already bowed down in silence and said: "See Master Tong Temple!"

The next day.

Mrs. Zhushan led several disciples, some medicine men, and Duan Xin, the "third elder of Shanhe Martial Arts School" who happened to be on the same road, to follow the barbarian envoy and march northward.

A pair of sons and daughters of the Great Barbarian King of the Northern Barbarians also entered the Hanping Mansion and became the Zhishanhe Martial Arts School.

The road is long and misty.

The barbarian envoy, Mrs. Zhushan and others have gone far away.

Suddenly, Duan Xin frowned, looked around with a solemn expression, thought for a moment, and asked suddenly: "Have you heard the fox laugh?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Mrs. Zhushan sighed and said: "Elder Duan did not hear any hallucinations, but this matter is my secret. Please also ask Elder Duan to escort me to the wild land."