It was only Zhao Chen's whim to temporarily transform the "Five Immortals' Spiritual Qi" into the "Red Emperor's Nourishing Qi".
Although after many "double cultivation" with Yan Hongxia, he already knew the practice route of "Red Emperor Nourishing Qi", but in the absence of visualization diagrams and corresponding mental methods, Zhao Chen actually could not I wasn’t very sure, but I didn’t expect it to succeed in the first try.
"This shows that the so-called "Five Emperors' True Sword Art" and "The Secret Record of the Qi Movement of the Twelve-layered Towers of the Golden Tower and Jade Room" are indeed from the same source. Moreover, the quality of the true qi cultivated by the latter is higher, so that it can simulate the properties of the former. …
"Although the quality of 'Red Emperor Yang Yuan Qi' is inferior to that of 'Five Immortals Zhongling Qi', it is more suitable for fighting...
"It can both 'nurture one's own Yuan' and 'eliminate the enemy's Yuan'. At this stage, although it cannot 'burn' the enemy as a material for 'Yuan Qi' like Yan Hongxia's natal sword energy, it can't be done with one sword. , but it can also make the enemy's true energy steam like in flames, interfering with its operation...
"It is indeed more useful in fighting than the 'Five Immortals' Zhenqi'... After all, the main purpose of the latter is 'not to fight', but to let the enemy 'kneel down and lick' himself."
While his thoughts were spinning, Zhao Chen nodded with satisfaction, then reached out to pick Yan Hongxia up from the bed and put her into a large box prepared by her master.
——In order to avoid being discovered, I had no choice but to aggrieve Sister Hongxia.
As soon as he finished doing this, Zhao Chen heard the whistle of the ship that was about to dock. At this time, Xiaosi Fengqu also knocked on the door and walked in, reporting: "Master, the ship has docked... Mr. Zhan Wu, please come in." Master, please go to the deck to meet us."
His spirit was listless, his whole body was sluggish, his steps were sloppy, and he was obviously a little seasick.
Zhao Chen nodded slightly, pointed to the box containing Yan Hongxia and said, "Find a few people to carry this box, and be careful to handle it with care. It contains the treasure I got in Jinjia County."
If it were normal times, Fengqu would definitely be curious about what made the young master confess so solemnly, but now he was not in the mood at all and just wanted to get off the boat as soon as possible, so he hurriedly agreed.
After giving orders to Fengqu, Zhao Chen left the cabin and walked onto the deck. On the surface, he seemed to no longer pay attention to the box. After all, paying too much attention would arouse suspicion.
The city gate of Yumen County is majestic, simple and vast.
A large number of cargo ships and merchant ships are docked in the dock area outside the city wall.
Some of them are in the style of ancient schooners, and some are already covered with a layer of steel. The huge steam chimneys continuously spit out white smoke with the fragrance of flowers and plants.
The sound of the whistle mixed with the whistle of the coolies on the dock and the shouts of various vendors, forming a lively and noisy scene.
Standing on the deck, Zhao Chen looked around and saw that the street between the pier and the city gate was extremely prosperous, with rows of houses and numerous tourists.
A short peddler carrying a load of cooking cakes...
Shouting to the vendors who were performing shadow puppet shows somewhere...
A busker who tells stories, sings operas, and has his chest broken...
A beautiful girl wearing a strange dress and ironing her curly hair...
The postman riding a bicycle and wearing a monocle in his left eye...
The dress is open, the skirt is slit up to the thighs, the blonde, blue-eyed, or red-haired and blue-eyed Thai escort girl...
The old man who sells Dali Pills has long hair, tied in a bun, and wears a Taoist robe with an air of immortality...
They intertwined together to create a bizarre scene, which made Zhao Chen feel like he had returned to the temple fair at the beginning of his previous life.
Seeing that Zhao Chen's eyes seemed to be fixed on the few escort girls soliciting customers for the tavern, Zhao Zhan, who was originally directing the fire gun team to carry the goods, frowned and said with a deliberate smile:
"Haha, are you surprised by those Thai and Western ladies? But they are not really foreign ladies. Most of their hair is dyed with dye. It is just for the sake of freshness that the tavern lets them dress up like this to attract customers.
"Xiaochen, as long as you talk to them, you will know that their Daxia dialect may be better than yours."
Hearing this, Zhao Chen came back to his senses and knew that Uncle Zhan might have had a misunderstanding. However, he did not explain much and just asked casually: "I heard that the endless desert appeared thousands of years ago, and after the connection between the east and the west was cut off, there were many Taixi people. Is it true that I was detained in Yumen?"
"Xiaochen, you are making things difficult for your Uncle Zhan. How could I know what happened ten thousand years ago?
"But even if it is true, after ten thousand years, I am afraid that it will have already integrated into my Daxia, right?
"Those fake foreign women are probably descendants of the people you are talking about.
"Well, I only know that there was originally a 'Temple of the Goddess of Light' built by the Taixi people on Lushan Mountain in the west of Yumen City, but it has long since been ruined. Now a group of beggars have settled there."
While chatting with Uncle Zhan, the "Bingquan" finally entered the port, set up the gangway, and started unloading.
Zhao Zhan also apologized, got off the boat directly, and met a middle-aged man with a fat head and a shiny bald head. He said with a smile:
"Brother Gong, long time no see. Let's have a few drinks today."
As he spoke, he secretly thrust an envelope he had prepared into the other party's hand.
"When I saw the 'Bingquan' from a distance, I knew it was Brother Zhan who was here... But forget about drinking, I have other things to do... Well, just tell me the number and don't make it difficult for me." Gong Zhong After pinching the thickness of the envelope, the young man responded enthusiastically.
It turned out to be the tax official at the dock... Zhao Chen, who saw everything in his eyes, nodded and began to seriously consider whether to let Yan Hongxia get an official status for him.
After all, at this time and that time, he didn't agree at first because he was worried that Yan Hongxia was plotting against him, but now? Sister Hongxia is already one of her own.
Just as Zhao Chen was thinking about it, several horses galloped towards him in the distance. Their momentum was unparalleled. Even when they saw the tax collector named Gong, they did not slow down at all to avoid them.
"Get out of my way!"
From the horse, a woman waved a whip and whipped it over.
It was Zhao Zhan who pulled the tax collector named Gong back and narrowly escaped the whip.
It wasn't until those knights left that the tax collector named Gong cursed:
"Bah... the people of the Chai family are really becoming more and more domineering. Do you think they can run rampant if they climb up to the Li family? Sooner or later, they will offend the people they cannot offend!"
"It turns out to be the Chai family."
Zhao Zhan suddenly realized that the other party's legitimate daughter married the grandson of the current patriarch of the Li family a few years ago.
Of course, the fundamental reason why they are so domineering is because the Chai family gave birth to a magic monk three years ago, Chai Yugong, who is ranked 13th on the Jade Sect's list of outstanding people.
Zhao Chen, who was on the deck, naturally saw this scene, and because of his high position, he also saw the knights rushing all the way to a sailboat on the No. 1 pier, and surrounding the people who got off the ship. got up.
