The words shocked everyone present.
The people around are whispering
"The young master of the Chang family killed Jian Zong? Is this young master of the Chang family also a great master?"
"No way, this great master is not a cabbage that can be found everywhere."
"If the young master of the Chang family was not the Grand Master, how could he kill the Sword Sect?"
"Maybe Mo Bei made a mistake."
"But I am very curious about the relationship between Mo Bei and Jian Zong. He actually traveled thousands of miles to avenge Jian Zong. Could he be the illegitimate son of Jian Zong?"
"That's right. Mo Bei and Jian Zong are neither relatives nor friends. Could it be that they want to use this matter to become famous in the world and gain a reputation as a hero?"
"I still think that the sword sect is the one who kills the Li city of the sword sect. Think about it, with that strength and competition with the sword pavilion, it's not just the carp sect."
"What Brother Liu said makes some sense."
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Suddenly, rumors spread.
The color on Chang Fu's face has returned, but his wrinkled hands are clenched tightly at this moment, like a taut string. He tried hard to suppress the turmoil in his heart and said in as calm a voice as possible
"If one of the great masters in the world wants to challenge my Chang family, it would be an honor for the Chang family. However, today's challenge from Hero Mo is so unclear, not to mention that my young master has not left seclusion for seven years. Even if he does, my family will The young master has not yet entered the grand master realm, how can he kill the master of the Jiange Sword Sect who is the great master in the world? The young hero Mo Daxia will never falsely accuse a good family with empty words."
Mo Bei sneered when he heard this. He came all the way from Kunlun, so he certainly didn't come to frame someone who had nothing to do with him. He slowly took out a picture scroll from the inside of the tiger skin on his chest.
"Wow!"
He raised his right hand slightly, and the scroll was unfolded in front of everyone's eyes. A playful girl jumped out of the paper and came into view.
When everyone saw the girl in the painting, they couldn't help but look at the girl standing next to the housekeeper.
"Isn't this the Chang family's girl doll?"
"It's quite similar. Look at the chin, the nose and the eyebrows. It's not her."
Chang Fu was also very puzzled when he saw the portrait. He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the lady beside him and the painting. He became even more confused and said
"Why does Mo Daxia have a portrait of my lady?"
At the same time, he also began to understand why Mo Bei seemed to know the lady just now. Mo Bei put away the scroll and said coldly
"Jianzong died a few years ago. A few days ago, the disciples of Jiange discovered his body in his retreat. They also found this painting next to Jianzong's body."
Without waiting for Chang Fu to speak, he took out another letter from his arms, threw it in Chang Fu's face, and said
"This is a letter written by Chang An to Jian Zong seven years ago. It clearly states in the letter that Chang An went to Jian Pavilion several times to ask for Jian Zong's immortality method for Miss Chang Er."
His voice became deeper and deeper
"You can't help but recognize your young master's autographed letter, right?"
Chang Fu looked at the contents of the letter and felt more and more guilty. Did the young master really go to Jiange?
Seeing this, the people around the world started talking about it.
"Looking at the old guy's expression, there's probably nothing wrong with him."
"Could it be that the young master of the Chang family really killed him? But that was a great master, killed by a boy?"
"Didn't I tell you that Jian Zong was in seclusion. Maybe there was some conspiracy and trick. At the critical moment of practicing, Jian Zong was attacked from behind."
"I understand. The boy from the Chang family must have made some conspiracy to let Jian Zong secretly meet him in the retreat place. However, there must have been some dispute between the two of them. It was probably because Jian Zong refused to give him the method of immortality. That kid got so angry that he actually attacked Jian Zong while he was practicing."
"Brother Zhang is indeed a mastermind. This remark deeply impressed me. I thought that the little beast from the Chang family must have asked for something but couldn't get it. He became angry and plotted against the Sword Sect. This kind of scum will be punished by everyone in the world."
"Hahaha, Brother Li is so complimentary. That little beast from the Chang family thinks he has done everything perfectly. What a pity that Jian Zong is such a hero, how could he let that little beast go unpunished? Today, Great Xia Mo is eager for justice and justice, and that little beast He will definitely die."
Chang Fu's face was extremely ugly, and those gangsters seemed to have identified the young master as the murderer with just a few words.
Seeing that the situation suddenly became extremely serious, the master and his wife were not in the house, and the young master still had a few days to get out of seclusion, he was worried and had no choice but to make a decision first. He whispered and called the two guards to his side.
"You two, send the lady back, close the door, and don't let anyone out."
The two agreed, and under the eyes of everyone, they brought the stunned second lady back to the mansion and closed the door.
Chang Fu took a few steps forward, raised the challenge letter in his hand, and said solemnly to the people present with Mo Bei.
"Everyone, our Chang family has always admired the heroic deeds of heroes in the world, and we have also tried our best to help some knights. We have always upheld the purpose of doing good to others. But today, you said that my young master killed Jian Zong, and no one in my Chang family can argue , Hero Mobei wanted to avenge the Sword Sect, but he came to the door openly and handed over the challenge letter. If our Chang family doesn't give you an explanation today, I think you won't give up."
In the crowd, a rugged man with a beard shouted loudly
"That's natural!"
Chang Fu nodded, looked at Mo Bei nervously, and continued
"It's just that my young master has been in seclusion for several years and has not yet come out. I have an unkind request. Can you postpone the date of the decisive battle to August 15th?"
Mo Bei's cold eyes shot at Chang Fu, and after a long time, he uttered a word.
"good!"
Chang Fu breathed a long sigh of relief and thought to himself, no matter what, it can be delayed for one day.
But he said it in his mouth
"Okay! It's settled, August 15th, we'll be waiting for Hero Mobei by the Chishui River!"
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Three days later, in Chang Mansion, Chang An was in his bedroom.
The disheveled Chang An was sitting quietly on the bed.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his eyes flickered. Two dazzling rays of light shot straight into the distance. He gently clenched his fists and felt the surging true energy in his body overflowing from his bones, impacting all the muscles and veins in his body. The muscles and veins are constantly being stretched and expanded by the overflowing Qi, and waves of pain are also flooding into my heart.
It took a long time before he finally got used to it. He stretched his body vigorously and felt that his whole body was full of energy, and his true energy continued to flow to all parts of his body.
This is the evolution from Tonghe level to Kuofu level.
He closed his eyes, feeling the change, and silently comprehending it in his heart.
At the beginning of practicing martial arts, everyone starts from the basic skills of practice and slowly accumulates endurance and strength. As the basic skills of the human body become more solid, the accumulation of endurance and strength will become deeper and deeper, whether it is the durability of the battle or the The explosive power will be far superior to ordinary people.
At this time, those accumulations over the years have condensed into a stream of energy. When fighting, once the force is exerted, this energy will be as if it is attached to the human body, enhancing the power of the punch, and also speeding up the person's speed and agility. Even techniques.
This is what warriors often call true energy, which can also be called internal force.
When the accumulation of true energy reaches a certain level, it can adhere to the surface of a person's skin, making it look like there is a thin layer of smooth jade-like film on the surface of the skin.
This is the Bo Yu level.
When the true energy is further accumulated, it disappears into the body and accumulates in the bones, which are the core of the flesh.
Therefore, it is called Tongnuo level.
The internal force became stronger and stronger, and the bones could not hold it. The true energy spread out and overflowed, entering the blood and tendons. The tendons were stretched, and the whole body was filled with strength.
It can be called Kuofu level.
Chang An has reached this state at this time.
If he wants to advance to a higher level, he will have to wait until his internal energy accumulates deeper and deeper, and the huge amount of true energy in his body cannot be accommodated and overflows from the outside. At this time, the true energy is so thick that it can condense into substance outside the body, forming a faint wall of energy. If someone with insufficient internal strength fights against him, even the outer layer of air wall protection cannot be broken. At this time, he can easily release his internal strength and injure people in the air!
This is the realm of the master.
Chang An opened his eyes again, with a smile on his lips, and said to himself
"That old liar's elixir is really dangerous. If I hadn't been gifted, I would have been killed by that elixir."
"But it's no wonder that the old guy said that I could become a master before I was twenty years old. Now it took me seven years to absorb this elixir. Even so, there is still a large amount of Qi hidden in my body that cannot be assimilated. If one day I am completely assimilated, I am afraid it will be the time when I step into the master realm."
Chang An slowly stood up and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, feeling lost for a while. Seven years had passed and he was no longer the little kid he was before. His slender figure and beard on his face reminded him that he was already seventeen years old. young man.
He looked at the clothes that were obviously one size too small due to his growth, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
"Uncle Fu! Get me some bigger clothes!"
Chang An's high-pitched voice came out of the bedroom and walked through the Chang Mansion. It was the first time in seven years that his voice was heard outside.
As a result, the whole compound suddenly became lively.
"coming!"
After a short while, Chang Fu's urgent and excited voice sounded outside the house.
"Squeak"
Chang Fu opened the door and looked at the young master he hadn't seen for several years, with tears in his eyes.
"Master! You are finally released from seclusion!"
After saying that, he hugged Chang An tightly, and Chang An also smiled and said
"Uncle Fu, I still stink. I haven't taken a shower in seven years."
Chang Fu hugged him tighter after hearing this.
Chang An gave a bitter smile and let him hold her without struggling.
"elder brother!"
My younger sister Chang Sheng also ran in and hugged Chang An, but she immediately let go and said with disgust
"Eh! Brother smells so bad!"
"An'er!"
Chang An's parents, Chang Shuqian and Lin Xinyue, also walked in, full of joy, especially his mother Lin Xinyue, whose makeup had long been ruined by tears.
Chang An looked at these people he hadn't seen for seven years, with a faint mist in his eyes.
"mother!"
Chang An screamed in pain, but before he could recover, his mother grabbed his ears.
Lin Xinyue's beautiful face looked a little ferocious at this time, and what she said next made Chang An, who was in a happy mood, calm down instantly.
"Have you been to Jiange?"
Chang An was in a trance for a moment, and his memory seemed to go back to seven years ago. It was the first time he went to Jiange. But before that, he and Jianzong communicated several times through flying pigeons to pass letters. The smiling sister nodded slightly.
"Yes, I did go there after returning from the desert seven years ago. Why do you suddenly ask this?"
Chang An noticed something strange in the atmosphere.
Chang Shuqian sighed and touched his big belly habitually. He looked a little funny, but what he said would not make anyone feel funny.
"Jian Zong died just after you went to see him."
Silence and suppressed emotions spread in the room. To Chang Shuqian's expectation, it was not shock, but Chang An's boundless silence. After a stick of incense, Chang An still remained silent.
Finally, Lin Xinyue, who had a hot temper, couldn't bear it any longer, and she said angrily
"You brat! What on earth did you do there! Now everyone from Kunlun Mountain has come to their doorstep!"
Chang An was shocked when he heard this
"Kunlun Mountain? Gouwa is here?"
Chang Fu took the words and said
"He calls himself Mo Bei, from Kunlun. He is a great master who suddenly appeared in the world in recent days. He took out a portrait of the second lady and a letter you sent to Jian Zong, claiming that Jian Zong was hired by you, the young master. I killed you and sent you a war message..."
Chang Fu told Chang An the whole story in detail.
Chang Shuqian looked at his son and fell into silence again. He thought he was worried about the decisive battle on August 15th, so he wanted to give his son a reassurance. He saw him saying with a naive smile.
"It's okay, son. At worst, on August 15th, dad will fight for you."
Chang An felt a warm feeling in his heart. Although his father gambled all day long and did not do his job properly, he knew in his heart that his father was very good to him.
But that was not what Chang An was worried about. He looked at his sister Chang Sheng tenderly and said
"Father, mother, I will handle the challenge letter, but August 15th is not just about this."
The room was silent again. Everyone except Chang Sheng, who was unaware, knew that August 15th was Chang Sheng's tenth birthday, and it was also the deadline given by Yan Sihai.
For a long time, Chang Shuqian looked at Chang An and said
"Do you know that Mobei?"
Chang An said
"Jianzong has mentioned him to me several times. I know him, and he...maybe he also knows me."
Lin Xinyue interrupted anxiously.
"Then An'er, please tell him and ask him to cancel this duel, right?"
Looking at his mother's expectant eyes, Chang An shook his head, smiled and patted his mother on the shoulder. Everyone's eyes turned from expectation to disappointment.
Chang An looked at everyone's expressions and comforted him with a smile.
"It's okay. Don't forget that I just finished my retreat and am much better than before."
Sister Chang Sheng shook Chang An's arm, her eyes turned into two crescent moons when she smiled.
"Yes, my brother is the most powerful!"
Chang An looked at Chang Sheng fondly.
Ever since she could remember, Chang Sheng had been filled with admiration for her brother. Especially when he was seven years old, he took her two-year-old girl across the continent, across rivers, through mountains and rivers, to the desert, praying for her. After becoming a famous doctor, this kind of admiration became stronger and stronger as he grew older.
While Chang An was exchanging greetings with his parents after a long absence, a cry suddenly came from the door.
"Chang An! Get out and die!"
