Chapter 739 I, Xin Zhuo, will definitely eat this soft meal
Xin Zhuo "sold" himself in a confused and clean way. He needs a hiding place to retreat in a place that no one else would think of. He feels that this Liu Madam's house might be a good place.
It’s really good.
The five-deep courtyard, with rockeries and flowing water, clusters of flowers, carved beams, painted pillars and pavilions, and maids and servants are all available. This is definitely a wealthy and powerful existence in the crowded Weiyang City.
Mrs. Liu "bought" him, followed through on everything she promised, and exceeded her expectations. Not only did she buy a good coffin for the golden bones, but she also arranged him in a simple and majestic place. In the courtyard, one hundred thousand middle-grade Wu Yun stones filled the room.
The courtyard was empty at this time, and the door had been closed.
The coffin was placed in the corner, and Xiao Huang opened the coffin lid inexplicably and got in.
Xin Zhuo stood in the room, looking at the piles of Wuyun stones in a daze. He felt inexplicably that... it felt like being taken care of by a rich woman, and she was very pampering, but this The rich woman is not stupid. If she buys herself and provides Wu Yun Stone, it may still be hers in the end.
After a while, he put his hands behind his back and looked around.
The room is fully equipped with everything, including a purple sandalwood screen, a thousand-year-old mahogany bed, a mysterious jade writing desk, and high-quality pens, inks, paper, and inkstones.
It is completely the treatment of the head of the family.
After turning around in a circle, his eyes suddenly stared at a picture on the wall, which showed a young man with a tall and straight posture and a handsome face.
With just one glance, Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. This person actually looked sixty-six percent like himself.
He suddenly understood what Mrs. Liu was thinking.
This is her late husband's room.
Did this eldest sister end her lovesickness on her own?
This kind of ghost thing couldn't help but make his scalp tingle.
"Russu..."
The rain that had just stopped outside suddenly fell again, and threads of beads quickly flowed down the eaves.
Xin Zhuo was in a daze for a while, walked to the study in the side room, sat down cross-legged, and concentrated for half a stick of incense. When he was completely quiet, he carefully observed the situation inside his body.
The width of his meridians and the direction of the two "Zhen Qi Rivers" are abnormal, at least nearly ten times that of ordinary warriors in the same realm. Once they are exhausted, it is difficult to recover, but with the mental skills after countless fusions [Xuan Tianjiu] "Zhuan Guanshan Zhenjue" is a complete set and complements each other. Just on the overpass and the current operation week, it is almost restored.
The zhenqi from the source stone of zhenqi and the corpses of Yuanji warriors is as large as mountains and seas from the congested meridians to the "vortex of Hunyuanxu Danhai". If it is to be completely refined, it will take at least a month. After all, the body is complex, and a warrior's body is extremely complex due to the large number of meridians opened up.
With such a large amount of zhenqi, he estimated that he had seven levels of confidence in breaking through the Hunyuanxu Middle Realm.
The so-called breakthrough state by warriors is a kind of sublimation of the body's "power". Breaking through from the initial stage of Hunyuanxu to the middle stage of Hunyuanxu requires pure Qi that has been tempered and tempered to "mature" thousands of meridians. And the majestic "Hunyuan Xu Dan Sea Whirlpool", this process requires a long time to be carefully polished, and should not be radical. If you make a wrong step and damage the foundation, you will lose something.
The biggest difference between him and ordinary warriors is that he hopes to have a moon well and can forcibly seize the true energy of special sacrifices for his own use.
Except for him, no novelist or dramatist in this world would dare to write such a weird thing about taking the true energy left by Yuanji's dead body for personal use.
After thinking for a long time, he felt that it still didn't work.
Seven levels of grasp are not enough, he needs ten levels.
Moreover, we have to deal with Mrs. Liu, otherwise all the efforts will be wasted if she comes to disturb her halfway.
Suppressing the urge to retreat immediately and looking outside, it was almost dusk before I knew it.
In the courtyard in front, there was a faint sound of quarreling.
The figure flashed into the courtyard and listened carefully. It seemed to be Mrs. Liu and another woman.
While stunned, the sound of the quarrel disappeared, and a figure in red came quickly with a maid. It was Mrs. Liu, with a somewhat sulky face on her graceful and charming face.
Xin Zhuo immediately returned to the room, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing and drawing.
After a while, a faint fragrance came from the tip of the nose, and a gentle voice said: "Can you actually read?"
Xin Zhuo raised his head and saw a red dress, half exposed and covered with white flowers. Looking up, he saw that Mrs. Liu had deliberately dressed up, with a slim waist, red lips and pink face, a quiet appearance and a leisurely body. She was in her thirties. In appearance, she loses the youthfulness of a girl but is a little more mature and considerate.
Just give her a wink and she will know what kind of attitude she will have. As if aware of Xin Zhuo's gaze, Mrs. Liu's beautiful eyes were filled with emotion and she looked at him with passion.
Xin Zhuo looked away and said casually: "I studied with my husband for a few years when I was young."
Inexplicably, he remembered the person who taught him when he was in the Jiang family. Mr. Xing, after he rebelled, this old man retired and returned to his hometown. I don’t know what’s going on now.
"Oh?"
Mrs. Liu looked at the words written by Xin Zhuo with great interest. The font was ordinary, but the atmosphere was decent, and the outline was unique. She said softly: "It used to be difficult to make water in the sea, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." , I looked back lazily at Huacong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined... Jun."
After reading it, he turned pale and looked up at Xin Zhuo: "You...this is a poem you made?"
Xin Zhuo just saw Mrs. Liu missing her dead husband, so she felt moved, shook her head and said: "Yuan Zhen did it, a poet of the Tang Dynasty."
There are too many empires in this world.
As expected, Mrs. Liu didn't ask any further questions, but just repeated silently in silence. Suddenly she looked at the portrait on the wall and burst into tears.
Xin Zhuo looked at Madam Liu's back, and now he had two choices. One, expose her cultivation, manipulate this woman, force her to worship him for cultivation, and provide a large amount of true energy source stones or elixirs. Strive for a successful breakthrough.
The disadvantage is that if this girl doesn't comply, after a fight, the action will be too big, and the whole city will know about it. If she invites people like Zhang Biyao, the cost-effectiveness will be too low.
Two, continue to hide and be a soft-boiled man!
This...
"Drink with me!"
Mrs. Liu looked back at him and clapped her hands gently.
A group of maids outside carefully filed in carrying drinks and delicacies.
……
The night is deep, and the room illuminated by fluorescent stone lamps from the North Sea is bright.
The delicacies on the table were basically untouched, but seventy-two jars of wine had been drunk.
There are two types of wine in this world, the coarse grain wine that mortals drink and the intoxicating wine that warriors drink.
If you can't get drunk, it will be meaningless, so Mrs. Liu got drunk and looked at Xin Zhuo blankly: "That poem... is very good... follow me from now on, wherever you go. You are not allowed to go, I will do whatever you want.” With the help of my wife, I was easy to talk to at the wine table, and said: "I need the True Qi Source Stone and a large number of fourth-grade and above elixirs. If my wife can help, I owe you a favor. From now on, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
"How can you, an ordinary person, get such loyalty from the world?"
Mrs. Liu's eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and she chuckled: "I tested your body, you have no martial arts knowledge, and your talent is very poor. It's a Wuyun Stone... and a True Qi Source Stone... What on earth are you going to do? "
Xin Zhuo also feels that these demands are unreasonable. His ghost body can be shielded by the moon well. Not to mention Mrs. Liu, even people like Si Ying may not be able to see the depth and bring it into the eyes of ordinary people. The identity of the lion suddenly opened his mouth, it was so embarrassing.
But he had no choice. A group of pursuers behind him were pointing at his back like knives. He had to enter the Hunyuanxu Middle Realm as soon as possible in order to protect himself.
In a world where martial arts is respected, breaking through the realm is the greatest career of a warrior. All warriors are willing to go crazy for this. Xin Zhuo is naturally not exempt from the secular world, so he needs to manage his practice bit by bit. It doesn't matter even if it's a bit lower.
Wry smile and said: "I heard people say that after being in contact with these things for a long time, martial arts can be opened. Could it be that Madam can't do it?"
Mrs. Liu stretched out her hand and tapped his nose, and said with a sweet smile: "I am a sect leader-level master. I can cover the sky with one hand in Weiyang City. Is there anything I can't do? I rely on you, everything depends on you!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and felt... It's still delicious to eat soft rice and talk about everything. This kind of good thing is really fascinating.
"Mom! You are crazy, you must be crazy!"
A graceful figure suddenly swept in, with clothes fluttering and a pretty face full of anger.
(End of this chapter)