The blind man disappeared, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and the moon and stars outside the window were sparse.
It's still night...
Maybe I went to bed too early. Everyone fell asleep while the dinner was still going on. I don’t know what time it is now.
I roughly felt the state of my body, and it was still quite painful, but it basically didn’t affect getting out of bed and walking... Being able to fall to the ground so quickly after being chopped by a knife in the chest, the medicine of the Four Symbols Sect has indeed begun to become fantasy...
Of course, it has a lot to do with the fact that the Blood Shura Body has already developed. Although the Blood Shura Body is not defensive, it is thicker than the normal body. Its life energy and blood are also extremely strong, and its ability to withstand blows and recover is much stronger.
It is indeed time to upgrade the Blood Shura Body. I have repeatedly jumped into battles, or now I am victorious at the same level. In addition to my knowledge of sword skills, it has a lot to do with the Blood Shura Body. After all, my strength is better than those of the same level. They are all strong, this is the basis for performance.
Judging from the situation of this battle, the corpse demon's invulnerability can be roughly regarded as a special physique. If the world changes drastically in the future and everyone has various special physiques, I will no longer stand out and have no advantage. .
On the contrary, the disadvantage should be highlighted. After all, my meridians are still slightly weaker than ordinary people. I have solved this problem to the extent that I can practice the first secret well. What next? It must be insufficient.
The blind man's meaning is very clear. No matter how the situation in the world changes, you alone cannot play a big role.
The most important thing for him is to improve his practice.
In fact, it was only the first month for Zhao Changhe to open the first-level secret treasure. He entered the list of people in early February, and it has only been a month and a half so far. I can't help but feel a little... I have just reached this position, and I have a little bit of subconscious, but in the eyes of a blind person This stage is no different from the small stage of one or two levels at the entrance, there is nothing to stop...
The vision is different.
Now that the secret level skills of the Blood Evil Technique are available, and the next step of upgrading the Blood Shura Body is also available, it is indeed possible to go straight to the second level secret treasure, including the star mind required for sword making, which should be like this The first stage can open up the way. If there is a serious separation between this world and the previous era, then the ladder to connect the two is the various secret realms. Among them, there are ethnic groups like the Ancient Spirit Clan, which contain a lot of suitable Things to explore at this stage.
There may be many ethnic groups like this, such as the Sea Clan, but the one with the deepest roots is the Ancient Spirit Clan... You really should go for a walk.
But I always feel that the world is undergoing great changes. At this time, I run a large-scale copy without seeing the outside world. I don’t know how many months it will take. Is it appropriate?
Zhao Changhe lingered for a while, then walked to the window and was stunned for a moment. Under the moonlight, there was a bottle of medicine on the table on the window sill, and there was actually a bowl of medicinal soup.
Zhao Changhe picked up the medicinal soup, smelled it, and took a sip. The medicinal soup was just warm.
She taught her all the medicine and pharmacology of this thick evening makeup style. She recognized it as soon as she took a sip. A scene emerged in Zhao Changhe's mind. After Tang Wanzhuang finished the socializing, he hurriedly hid in the house to brew the medicine with his own hands, taking advantage of the night. He secretly brought it over and entered through the window.
Then she looked at him sleeping without disturbing him, carefully put the medicine aside, looked back, and left gently.
Just thinking of such a picture can make people feel soft in their hearts.
Zhao Changhe thought for a while, drank the medicine in one gulp, opened the door, and planned to talk to Tang Wanzhuang.
Whether it's a conversation about follow-up thoughts or a romance, I don't know at the moment.
In fact, he could think a little deeper.
Tang Wanzhuang not only boiled the medicine with her own hands and brought it over, she stood in the room under the moonlight and quietly watched his sleeping state for half an hour.
Before leaving, Neng touched his face, then closed his hand like an electric shock and quickly left through the door.
If Zhao Changhe knew such a scene, he would probably feel like he was floating when he walked...
As he walked out, he realized that he had no idea which courtyard Tang Wanzhuang lived in.
This was the former Kuaiji Prefect’s Mansion and later the Maitreya Cult Master’s Mansion. After Tang Buqi moved in, it obviously went through a major purge. Now there are no servants in the mansion at all. Yingwu, Cui Yang and others all live by themselves, and there is no need for servants and Guards, so even if you want to find someone to question, you can't find him for a while.
Let go of your five senses and listen carefully. There are still noises in the city. Tang Buqi directs the finishing work, cleaning up the remaining Maitreya party members in the city, and the work is not finished until late at night...
It’s really not easy. This guy, I don’t know if he can come back and rest now.
Zhao Changhe sighed and ran straight to the main courtyard in a flash.
As for Tang Buqi's aunt, she must have arranged for her to live in the main house, so there was no need to ask.
Zhao Changhe quietly arrived at the main courtyard of the back house. There were still no servants. The moonlight was shining like water in the courtyard, and the square stone table was glowing with a quiet light. There were still residual tea on it that had not been cleaned.
She obviously wasn't there when she came to Kuaiji to play a decisive battle and hold the piano. She imagined the scene of Tang Wanzhuang drinking tea alone in the courtyard and sighing at the moon. Zhao Changhe's heart became more and more itchy, so he gently stepped forward and knocked on the door. She must not have slept. , the medicinal soup just now was not warm yet, obviously I just came back not long ago.
There was a knock on the door, and as expected, the sound of rustling clothes was heard inside.
The door opened with a sound, and Zhao Changhe's smile froze on his face.
Tang Buqi's big face appeared in front of him, with a pair of sleepy dark circles under his eyes, and he asked helplessly: Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?
Damn, your main house is actually used by yourself. I can’t believe that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are filial...
Zhao Changhe coughed twice: I was recovering from my injuries and fell into a coma. When I woke up, it was all dark. You are the commander-in-chief. Of course I can talk to you about everything.
Well, I originally thought that your cultivation was advanced and you didn't need much sleep, so I didn't bother you, right?
Tang Buqi sighed: He just went to bed and was ready to rest... It’s nothing, let’s just talk. After that, he went to the stone table to make tea. This is where Master Yuancheng came to drink tea just now. I Didn't even have the energy to clean it up.
[Cough cough] Zhao Changhe sat aside and opened his own wine gourd.
[Stop burning and have some wine? 】
Tang Buqi smiled and said: That's right. I forgot that you are not as interested in tea as in wine.
In fact, Zhao Changhe is also interested in tea now, but he just doesn't want to waste the time of boiling water, so he just makes a few remarks and then withdraws...
He poured wine for Tang Buqi as if nothing had happened and sighed: Unexpectedly, now you have become a famous general in Daxia...
Tang Buqi said: "I'm not a famous general. To be honest, I can't show my level in fighting the Maitreya Sect. If one day I fight against the Wang family, I can probably verify some of my quality."
I feel like Wang Zhaoling can't beat you, at least he doesn't have your battle experience.
Many of the Wang family have fought against barbarians.
Tang Buqi didn't say that, and instead said: "Speaking of which, wasn't I afraid of death at the beginning? I was worried that I would go around the world with one sword and die at any time without knowing where I would die... Now I find that directing battles is actually more suitable for me. After all, there are not many times when the general is needed to charge into battle in person, and not when it is really needed.
Because they are all battles that I have planned and prepared for, and I am confident...
But before the words came out, Zhao Changhe said first: Someone carefully prepared medicine for my minor injury, and it’s almost healed...
I was bored at night, so I went out for a walk. I happened to be neither in bed nor in bed, so I chatted about old things and found it quite congenial...
Tang Buqi: [……]
Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes turned around on their faces a few times, seeming to be smiling: Buqi worked very hard today, let him rest first, you brothers can talk about it tomorrow, come with me, I'll take a look at yours hurt.
Tang Buqi blurted out: No, I'm in good spirits.
Auntie, why don't you stay alone with him and have a drink together?
The dog man and woman stared at him together and said in unison: "What does it mean for a junior to have something to do with the adults? Go to sleep."
Tang Buqi is inexplicably sad and angry. You don't want to act anymore, right?
