Don't wait for Xu Bo'an to observe the world of bonsai and understand the reason why the power of his twenty incense sticks has increased like a blowout.
The realization of the art of flying knives had already begun to flash in his mind.
The enlightened skill teaching is started again.
This memory started in childhood.
Coming from a poor family, he had to drive the village's sheep to the mountains to graze since he was a child in order to get paid to support himself.
In order to facilitate the management of sheep, in addition to using a whip, he also used to use stones to manage distant sheep.
This combination of distance and nearness not only allows the sheep to run and forage as freely as possible in the mountains, but also prevents them from getting away and running out of sight.
Year after year, day after day, his arms became stronger and stronger, and his throwing skills became more and more proficient, and he developed the skill of throwing stones accurately.
He could even smash down fruits from a tree fifty steps away to quench his thirst and hunger.
One day, when he was herding sheep, he encountered a vicious wolf attacking the sheep.
Without hesitation, he threw the stone in his hand that was ready to be used to manage the sheep, and accurately hit the wolf in the eye. The wolf screamed in pain, turned and ran away.
His courage and wisdom successfully protected the sheep, and he was unanimously praised by the villagers.
The experience made him realize that his stone-throwing skills had great potential.
He began to practice his throwing skills carefully, using stones of different weights and from different angles and distances to practice assiduously.
Gradually, his throwing skills became not only more accurate, but also more powerful.
As his throwing skills became more proficient, he began to try to use stones to hit the occasional hares and birds in the forest while herding sheep, which was quite effective.
Life at home is getting better day by day, and we can now eat meat.
Day after day, his skills became more and more perfect.
Until one day, he met a wild boar.
The stones he threw were unable to cause any harm to the rough-skinned and thick-fleshed wild boar.
The sheep suffered a terrible disaster. More than a dozen sheep were killed by crazy wild boars and flew away, falling off the cliff.
In order to avoid similar things from happening, he found a blacksmith in the village and made a set of iron knives and began to practice hard.
It’s hard study and practice day after day, year after year.
He not only improved his control over the flying knives, the speed and accuracy of his shots, but also mastered some unique techniques.
Understood how to control the trajectory of the flying knife and how to use environmental factors to improve the accuracy and power of the flying knife technique.
Not only did he develop Kong Wu's strong arm and wrist strength, but he also developed his calm mentality and exerted the maximum power of the flying knife.
In the mountains and forests, tigers, leopards, jackals and bears all became the dead souls of his sword!
From now on, there will be no more threats in the mountains!
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Xu Bo'an slowly came back to his senses and picked up a throwing knife. He just glanced at the wooden target on the wall and almost didn't look at it carefully before throwing the throwing knife away in his hand.
"call out!"
Hit the target the size of a cherry tomato! The flying knife trembled.
That’s it!
At this moment, Xu Boan was already very confident. Even if the "Xinzhou Knife" was by his side, his current abilities would never be inferior to the "Xinzhou Knife".
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Three flying knives shot out in a row, all piercing the red heart and nailing tightly to the thick wooden target.
Xu Boan finally smiled with satisfaction.
Then he switched his sight to the bonsai again and observed it carefully.
Only Jin Dajian and his group were busy at the mountain temple.
Chen Shishi, the largest incense supplier who could bring eight wisps of incense at one time, is now staying in the house with the door closed.
Where did this twenty wisps of incense power come from?
As we get older, we don’t bother to think about it internally. If we can’t figure it out, we don’t think about it anymore.
Xu Boan picked up the phone and called Liu Quan, the current person in charge of the office.
Liu Quan was enthusiastic when he received Xu Bo'an's call.
"Hello, Mr. Xu, what are your instructions?"
"Liu Quan, if you are not busy, come to my office." Xu Bo'an said politely.
"I understand, Mr. Xu, I'll go up right away." Liu Quan put down the materials he was writing and revising and left the office without saying a word.
In this case, no matter how busy you are, you have to go to the leader immediately.
Xu Boan hung up the phone, walked to the wooden target, raised his hand and pulled out the throwing knives.
Deep marks were revealed.
A three-pointer, nothing more.
Soon, Liu Quan trotted over, carrying a convenience bag with a packed lunch box in his hand.
"Mr. Xu, please taste and check the newly-sauceed beef in the cafeteria."
While talking, Liu Quan smiled and placed the bag on the square table in Xu Boan's suite.
"Oh, I'm even planning on not eating after lunch. You guys are just a stumbling block on my way to losing weight!" Xu Bo'an scolded with a smile.
Liu Quan chuckled and said, "Beef, you won't get fat if you eat it. Hehe, is it okay?"
"Ha, I've heard this about countless kinds of food. You won't gain weight if you eat chicken, duck, fish, or you won't gain weight if you eat fruits and vegetables. You won't gain weight if you eat whole grains. In the end, you will gain weight if you drink water, right?"
Liu Quan just looked at Xu Bo'an, laughing and not answering.
"Okay, let's get down to business!" Xu Bo'an just rambled, pointed to a throwing knife stuck in the center of the wooden target hanging on the wall, and said: "Look, that thing, I've been obsessed with it recently. Go ahead. Go to the steel structure processing center and ask them to imitate the style of the knife and make hundreds or eighty of them first."
"Understood, Mr. Xu, I will implement it right now." As he spoke, Liu Quan walked towards the target.
As he walked away, he flattered him and said, "Mr. Xu, you are lucky, you hit the red heart! I used to like to play dartboard when I was in school, but compared to your accuracy, it is really worse than a little bit."
While he was talking, Liu Quan had already walked over, raised his hand to hold the handle of the knife and pulled hard.
Um? Not moving at all?
Liu Quan said with some embarrassment: "Oh my God! With your strength, Mr. Xu, you can go hunting."
Xu Bo'an chuckled and said, "It's just for fun. We don't like to play other people's high-end golf balls. We are just trying to figure out some hobbies that we like."
Liu Quan used all his strength to dodge suddenly, staggering and almost falling, and finally pulled out the flying knife.
"Hey, I made you laugh." Liu Quan said awkwardly.
Seeing Liu Quan like this, Xu Bo'an probably knew how powerful his casual dart was for ordinary people.
This was Xu Boan's purpose of deliberately leaving the flying knife and waiting for Liu Quan to draw it himself.
Xu Bo'an laughed and said: "It's time for you to lose weight. After all, being fat is not good for your health. Your good days are still waiting for you. What can you do without a good body?"
Hearing Xu Boan's words, Liu Quan was even more happy. This is the pie that Mr. Xu painted for him, and he must eat it.
Although people are often reluctant to eat the cakes drawn by their leaders, they can't resist the big cakes drawn by Mr. Xu and he will keep them cooked!
Leng Buding is just like the magic pen Ma Liang drew it, it will come true!
Thinking of Mr. Xu's support for him, Liu Quan nodded and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Xu, for your concern. I will remember your words well. If you are busy, I will go down first."
Xu Bo'an nodded, and Liu Quan went out.
Xu Bo'an picked up the soy beef and was thinking of putting it in the refrigerator first, when that strong calling feeling happened to appear.
Xu Boan can now identify the place where he was summoned, which is the location of the Shanshen Temple in Shanyang County.
The next moment, Xu Boan looked into the mountain temple and clicked on the flashing bubbles. Then the screen turned and his eyes switched to Shanyang County.
Then, Xu Boan saw more than a dozen people wearing armor and official robes standing in front of him.
In the incense burner not far away in front of you, there are already several thick standing incense sticks that you have never seen before. Each one is as thick as a finger and is quite impressive. At first glance, it is worth a lot of money.
The scarlet flames at the top flickered from time to time, and the smoke curled up, several times more powerful than the thick incense on the side.
Thinking of the sudden increase in the power of twenty wisps of incense.
Is it possible that the thickness of the incense can also affect the power of the incense?
As soon as the idea came up, Xu Boan rejected the idea.
After all, according to established conventions, all living beings are equal before gods and Buddhas.
If you understand it this way, thick and thin incense also have the same meaning. You can't say that you are thicker than me, so you should be more sincere!
Of course, according to Xu Bo'an's calculations, the difference in how much the incense will increase is mainly due to different status.
After all, the gap in status is reflected in influence. The more influential a person is, the better the publicity effect will be. If the publicity effect is good, there will be more pilgrims, and the incense will naturally be stronger.
Perhaps it was because Xu Boan came quickly enough this time that Li Qingshi, who had just finished offering incense in front of the statue of the City God, had just stood up.
Li Qingshi bowed to the statue of the City God again, and then silently walked to the corner behind the group of people without saying a word.
Obviously, status determines the positions of these people. Li Qingshi's current status is only worthy of standing at the end.
Standing at the front, facing the statue of the City God, was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life.
The man wears a dark yellow helmet on his head, which seems to be made of brass. There is a feather stuck upright on the top of the helmet. This feather is longer than the feathers stuck on the helmets of other generals behind him, and it should be the same. A symbol of status level.
Under a red cloak, there is a pair of black iron armor with complex patterns carved on it, which looks thick and sturdy.
There are scratches and traces of wear and tear on the armor, all of which seem to tell the cruelty of the battles.
Around his waist, there is a belt inlaid with blue rose stone. The blue rose stone is quite well taken care of. Although it is in ordinary appearance, it is as smooth as a mirror, forming a distinct contrast with the marks on the armor. Compared.
A long sword hung on the belt around his waist. The man held the hilt of the sword with one hand and looked at the statue in front of him with complex eyes.
Under the preaching of the imperial power of the ruling class of the Great Jing Dynasty, the people here easily accepted the existence of gods.
After all, even the royal power is given by God. We ordinary people have a great opportunity. Meeting a city god should be considered a normal chance encounter.
It's just that when most people do good deeds, they wish that all the gods and Buddhas in the sky can see them and record their virtues for themselves.
When he does bad things, he hopes that all the gods will have selective amnesia, wishing that he was the only one in the world who knew it.
These people are too difficult for the gods to do.
But the general in front of him was quite magnanimous.
After hesitating for a moment, he arched his hands and knelt on the ground.
"Humble position... Commander of the Qingyun Dao Armed Forces and Commander-in-Chief of the Qingyun Army, Guo Wenzhong, respectfully invites the Mountain God Grandpa to be a saint!"
Hearing this man's self-introduction, Xu Bo'an suddenly understood.
The thick standing incense in the incense burner in front of me was most likely brought over recently by people like Guo Wenzhong.
Because before that, there were only ordinary incense candles on the incense table in the Chenghuang Temple.
And this increase in the willpower of up to twenty wisps of incense is most likely caused by these people wearing incense.
According to Xu Bo'an's preliminary guess based on the changes in the incense's power over the past few days.
Ordinary people would like to increase their power by one wisp of incense, government servants would have two wisps, the top officials in the county would have four wisps, and according to this rule, the top officials in the government would have eight wisps.
At present, the commander-in-chief of the Qingyun Army, Guo Wenzhong, should bring at least eight wisps of incense after burning the incense, or more, up to sixteen wisps.
As for the rest of the incense, they should have been brought by the civil and military officials standing behind him when they offered incense.
The thick and tall incense sticks in this incense burner are the best proof.
Xu Bo'an pondered for a moment and then said, "Why did you call me here?"
Hearing the ethereal voice of the Mountain God Grandpa, Guo Wenzhong's eyes were slightly shaken, and his face became more awe-inspiring. He hurriedly put down his other leg and changed from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on both knees.
He kowtowed first, then raised his head, clasped his hands together, and said piously: "I know from the Mountain God that I am busy with military duties in my humble position and neglect to discipline my children at home.
Not long ago, I heard about what my unfaithful son did in Shanyang City, and I was very angry. Fortunately, Grandpa Mountain God came to my aid and helped me teach that unfaithful son a lesson and imprison him under your magic weapon, the glazed Qiankun Shroud.
To prevent the traitor from causing even greater trouble, he humbly led his troops to Shanyang City to quell the rebellion. After learning about this, he came here to express his gratitude. "
When Xu Bo'an heard this, he realized that Guo Wenzhong, the commander-in-chief of the Qingyun Army, was the father of Guo Jinglong, the ungrateful man who had been kidnapped by Ma Han and imprisoned by himself.
It turns out that Guo Jinglong, who was murmuring among the little people on the city wall before, was fighting for his father's promotion, and it was this Guo Wenzhong who was fighting for him.
If he can have a dignified general-in-chief as his backer, it would be great for his grandson to be reincarnated!
If I am a hero and my son is a good man, I can be regarded as a tiger father without dog sons.
But the contrast right now is really embarrassing.
A tiger father and a dog son, this is Xu Boan's most intuitive impression of the father and son.
Because Xu Bo'an has already mastered the ancestral medical skills of the Zhang family and magical powers such as the "Fortune Divination Sutra".
Just by looking at him, Xu Bo'an could tell that the Guo Wenzhong in front of him was very skilled, and that his body had various wounds and diseases caused by years of battles.
Moreover, despite the uprising of the descendants of Daliang and the rebellion of Qingyun Dao, he was still able to appear here as a superior leader, which is enough to show that he is loyal to Dajing.
In comparison, his son Guo Jinglong is simply a timid, fearful, and careless wallflower.
As for how he behaves with others, Guo Jinglong talks dirty and has absolutely no awareness of being kind to others.
Look, what his father said is that it is watertight.
Don't hit someone with a smiling face. This is a principle that has been generally recognized since ancient times.
Guo Wenzhong had already spoken for this reason, Xu Bo'an didn't bother to embarrass him anymore.
What's more, Guo Jinglong is quite lucky. Although his previous actions caused public outrage, they did not cause much harm to the people of Shanyang City.
What's more, the arrival of Guo Wenzhong also added a full twenty strands of incense to him.
At that moment, he glanced at Li Qingshi meaningfully and said, "Little Shitou, how long is the time left for the Qiankun Glazed Cover to be opened as I told you?"
Li Qingshi hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down and replied: "There is still one day to return to the Mountain God Grandpa."
Xu Bo'an said: "Well, the Immortal family pays attention to what they say and what they say. Once this order is issued, it cannot be broken. You can only come here to find me again tomorrow."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Guo Wenzhong's eyes, but he immediately kowtowed again and said: "I will follow the instructions of Grandpa Mountain God, as it should be!"
Xu Bo'an changed the subject and added: "However, for the sake of Guo Wenzhong, who is a father who loves his son and a soldier who understands righteousness, I can replace the narrow Qiankun glazed cover with one, and you can call me That traitor can do his own thing."
A trace of relaxation flashed across Guo Wenzhong's face, and he hurriedly said: "I understand, I will definitely discipline that rebellious son in the future."
Looking away from the bonsai, Xu Boan opened the lid of the lunch box and placed the piece of beef with soy sauce on the lid of the lunch box.
Then he picked up the transparent glass ashtray that was fastened to Guo Jinglong inside the bonsai, and directly fastened the transparent disposable plastic packaging box to Guo Jinglong. Fearing that the packaging box was too light, Xu Boan pressed the glass ashtray on it again.
Seeing the Qiankun Glazed Cover flying into the sky, Guo Jinglong, who had been lying, sitting or bending down in frustration for the past few days, just held his waist and stood up straight. Before he could be happy, he saw another big cover being clasped in the air. Down.
Then, a fragrant smell wafted into his nose. Just as Guo Jinglong sniffed, a drop of gravy on the box that had not yet been cleaned fell from the top of the lid and hit Guo Jinglong.
A drop of rich and fragrant gravy is quite inconspicuous, but in the little world of bonsai, it is as big as a football.
Like a big basin of gravy, it poured directly on Guo Jinglong's head from top to bottom.
Guo Jinglong was instantly hit with a bloody feeling of déjà vu, and his whole person suddenly turned into a drowned rat.
The guy suddenly ducked to the side, then couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and took a brief lick of the meat juice at the corner of his mouth.
Then, the whole person's eyes widened in shock.
"Hey, there are actually thirteen kinds of fragrances, which are quite similar to the spices that my aunt gave me last time as a tribute from the land of Fangbang. Is it possible that there are gods manifesting themselves in that place?" (End of this chapter)
