"Congratulations, you entered the country!"
Luo Heng pushed open the door and walked towards Ye Wan'er.
Although the third-rate realm is the basic realm of martial arts, it is a watershed that distinguishes martial arts practitioners from non-martial arts practitioners.
Only when you reach the third-rate realm can you confidently say, "I am a martial artist."
Therefore, the third-rate state is often called entry.
"Thanks."
Looking at the approaching young man, Ye Wan'er tried her best to remain calm, but she could not hide the joy on her face.
If it weren't for the young man in front of her who took her in and taught her the skills, how could she be where she is today?
Before entering the country, she might not have felt it very strongly, but after entering the country, she realized how powerful the people who practiced martial arts were and how magical the martial arts was.
The more this happened, the more she realized how powerful Henry Zhang’s demon was.
Others would probably have avoided her long ago after knowing that her enemy was the Dragon Temple, but the young man had no scruples.
Ye Wan'er was extremely grateful for this. She knew that the boy didn't need anything in return from her, so she could only turn all her gratitude into kindness to the girl.
"Entry only means that you have entered the martial arts. There will be second-rate and first-rate realms waiting for you behind."
"The "Baoyuan Heart Sutra" is an authentic Taoist internal skill. It will allow you to practice to a first-class level without any problem. When that time comes, I will teach you more advanced skills."
Luo Heng looked at Ye Wan'er and said slowly.
Ye Wan'er listened very carefully, and after Luo Heng finished speaking, she nodded.
"Well, I'll try my best."
Whether it's for the Ye family's great hatred or the obsession in her heart, she will work hard.
Luo Heng nodded slightly, said no more, turned and walked towards the study room in the front yard.
Ye Wan'er continued to practice standing skills.
After passing through the atrium garden and just stepping into the library, Li Qianjue greeted him.
His head was still wrapped in gauze, which looked a little funny.
"master!"
Seeing Luo Heng, Li Qianjue called out to him, "Master."
A person who lifts people up can be called a master even if he is young.
"You can take off the gauze."
Luo Heng glanced at Li Qianjue and said.
Li Qian was overjoyed, and before Luo Heng could continue to speak, he pulled up the gauze on his head.
After a while, the gauze was removed, revealing Li Qianjue's current face.
There is a bit of honesty and shrewdness in his kind eyes.
This is the standard face of an old servant of many dignitaries, and it is difficult for you to find anything wrong with it.
"Not bad, no flaws left." Luo Heng nodded, very satisfied with Li Qianjue's new face.
Li Qianjue also seemed to like his current face, holding the bronze mirror and looking at it over and over again.
"From now on, just keep an eye on the bookstore during the day, so as not to leave the shop unattended when I go out sometimes."
Luo Heng thought for a while and said to Li Qianjue, who was still holding the mirror.
After hearing this, Li Qianjue finally put down the bronze mirror in his hand and responded.
He actually knew that there were two young ladies in the backyard, but... young ladies were not suitable for public appearances after all.
He took over the important task of looking after the shop.
"Oh, by the way, at the end of the month, you can take the time to go to the capital..."
Luo Heng said thoughtfully.
Li Qianjue was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Why do you want to go to the capital?"
Although he is a master of martial arts, to be honest, he has only been to the capital twice.
Both times, they came to Beijing with the palace master Xiao Yang.
Without Henry Zhang, he would not dare to approach the capital of Da Chu.
"It will be autumn next year, and you will have to go to Beijing sooner or later. You should go there in advance to familiarize yourself with the place and see if there is a suitable shop for a bookstore. It is best to have a courtyard and a wing. If you have one, buy it together."
Luo Heng said to Li Qianjue.
Li Qianjue suddenly understood, nodded hurriedly and said.
"I understand, sir."
…
The northern suburbs of the city.
Zhuque, Xuanwu and Xiuyiwei worked all night.
But don't tell me, they actually found something.
Among the refugees, there are followers of the White Lotus Sect, very senior ones.
Although, according to the refugee's confession, he had not received any tasks, and no one from the White Lotus Sect had contacted him, Suzaku and Xuanwu still did not dare to neglect.
"Suzaku, this matter is beyond our control. Please report it."
Xuanwu turned to look at Suzaku beside him and said in a deep voice.
He knew that Suzaku was still a little hesitant. After all, the task Suzaku received was to kill the Dragon Temple bandits.
Now, instead of killing the bandits, they brought out the White Lotus Sect. This made Suzaku, who was used to only following orders from his superiors, somewhat uneasy and did not dare to report the White Lotus Sect's affairs.
"Don't think so much. We have done more to pluck out the White Lotus Sect members from the refugees than to kill a gangster. Is it possible that you are still worried about the Governor punishing you?"
Seeing that Suzaku was still hesitant, Xuanwu said softly.
Maybe he figured it out, or maybe Xuanwu's words had an effect, Suzaku finally nodded.
"Okay, report it."
As she said that, she turned around and glanced at Xuanwu, only to see him looking surprised.
She couldn't help but think.
Fool, you really think I don't understand this. I just want to hear more from you.
"By the way, speaking of which, we have to thank Mr. Luo very much. If he hadn't reminded us, we might still be fighting against the gangsters and neglecting the hidden dangers of the White Lotus Sect."
Xuanwu suddenly seemed to remember something and spoke.
As he spoke, his eyes drifted towards Suzaku.
After seeing Suzaku nod slightly, Xuanwu's expression became a little higher.
Mentioning Luo Heng was actually due to Xuanwu's small selfishness.
He witnessed Luo Heng scaring away Li Qianjue that day, so he naturally knew that Luo Heng was not an ordinary person.
Mr. Luo is good at martial arts and is unfathomable.
Not to mention a great master, at least he is a top master.
Such a young man with both civil and military skills and a bright future would lose nothing if he could make friends with him.
Xuanwu himself has been in the north all year round and does not need such connections, but Suzaku, who stays in the Central Plains and lives his life with his head up, is different.
He was very worried about Suzaku, a taciturn and simple-minded little Douding, for fear that she would be sold one day.
If she had people like Mr. Luo around her, she might be able to save her life at the critical moment.
However, Xuanwu didn't dare to express his little thoughts in front of Suzaku, so he could only steer the topic toward Luo Heng in some devious way.
While Xuanwu was still chattering, Suzaku finally couldn't help but interrupt him.
"Come and say thank you."
Zhuque's eyes were clear and he spoke concisely.
What a fool.
By saying so much, don't you just want to express your gratitude to Mr. Luo?
Why can't you get to the point with all your talk?
Thinking of the clumsy-tongued Xuanwu, Suzaku suddenly wanted to laugh.
She twitched the corners of her mouth, and for the first time, an expression that didn't belong to her appeared on her cold face.
Xuanwu on the side was stunned, looking at Suzaku with both surprise and joy in his heart.
She smiled, she actually smiled.
It's been so many years, so many years, that I haven't seen a smile on Xiao Douding's face.
He even thought that he would never see Xiao Douding smile again in his life.
Now, little Douding, she smiled.
very nice!
