Chapter 470: Improve cultivation and improve martial arts! (Two in one)
"Choose rewards four, rewards five."
Song Changming continued to choose rewards.
The next moment, his mind felt like he was enlightened, and he seemed to have a sudden enlightenment after thousands of times of knife shooting.
【Silent Knife: First-level martial arts, proficient in (5777/200000)】
From the beginning to the mastery of martial arts, this process requires him to have enough martial arts experience of 100,000.
With this reward, the accumulation process at this stage is directly skipped and mastered the mastery realm in one step.
This martial arts has entered the house!
At the same time, wind and clouds gather in the night sky of the main city.
The spiritual energy surged from all directions, attracting the attention of many powerful people in the city.
"What's the situation?!"
The ancestors of each family, whether they were resting or in seclusion, opened their eyes one after another, and looked shocked.
They knew very well that this abnormal movement of spiritual energy must have been caused by man.
"Who is so amazing that he can cause such a big disturbance?"
The masters and ancestors did not show up, but they all exuded their perception and noticed these spiritual energy. The place where we flocked was the general site of the military headquarters in the second city.
"That's it, the Marshal's Cabinet."
The big bosses immediately knew who was doing it.
The only person who can stay in the Marshal's Cabinet at midnight and cause such great spiritual fluctuations is the new Marshal who has just taken office.
"From this attitude, maybe it is because the master's cultivation has increased a lot?"
This is not good news for all families, after all, this is the case , the power of the royal power will also become stronger.
After the destruction of the Changsheng Su family, King Cui has reached a new peak.
In the Cuibodao realm, everyone respects the power of this Cuiwang.
With the joint assistance of Hu Zhong and Song Changming, these two are hard-pressed.
The Cuibodao itself is a model of co-governance between the royal power and the aristocratic families. Now the king has great power and the status of the aristocratic families is not affected, but the right to speak is inevitably suppressed by the royal power.
The gathering of wind and clouds at midnight lasted for an hour before dissipating.
In the retreat room, the aura is atomized at this moment, and the rich squeezes every corner.
Song Changming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly took a deep breath, swallowing all the spiritual mist like a whale.
In his purple palace, the second drop of the master's essence and blood gathered together, bursting out a faint golden light, as dazzling as stars.
A thought moved, two drops of purple palace essence and blood were stimulated together. As a result, two powerful master powers surged in his body like two golden dragons.
Song Changming pressed the urge to control these two golden dragons, dissipated the surge in his body's power and opened his eyes.
In the eyes, the divine light is hidden deep, which makes people intimidate.
In this way, he has received this wave of annual rewards.
It has improved the realm of the martial arts "Silent Sword", and also improved the master's cultivation, and obtained a precious orange-level physique. This is all the gains.
In general, the gains are huge.
If there is no such wave of annual rewards, it will take many years for him to improve his strength to such extent.
"If the annual rewards are so good, what else can I practice on weekdays?" Song Changming said to himself.
But he also knew that such opportunities were not available every year.
It's a good time for ten or eight years.
The key is whether he can participate in the big event. Only with some actions can he get a high-rated reward settlement.
Song Changming has long been used to the operating rules of this year's evaluation, but he has never forced the occurrence of major events, nor will he easily fall into danger.
Even if he lives a peaceful life, the annual reward is mediocre, as long as his daily practice can continue, his strength is steadily improving, and he will enjoy it and will not be obsessed with having to cause trouble.
[Today's evaluation: A small meaningful day, life span + 3, get a limited time state 'concentration']
Walking out of the retreat room, Song Changming took a look at the refreshed daily evaluation, seeing that tomorrow is not God rewards hard work, so I wonder whether to lie down for a few days and reward the hard year I have worked hard for myself. "Maybe it's okay to go out for a few days," Song Changming said to himself.
As for the position of the Grand Marshal, there are the increasingly mature and experienced Lu Yuchen and Wang Wenyu, and he doesn't need to worry too much.
Under the night, Hu Zhong floated outside the moon-watching platform of the Marshal's cabinet, looking at Song Changming who was walking towards him with a faint smile. "Brother Hu is searching for the remnants of the Su family? Why do you have time to come to me today?" Song Changming asked.
After he became familiar with Hu Zhong, his private conversation became much more casual.
In the year Hu Zhong stepped down, he only had a free position in the royal palace. Most of the time he was running around, secretly and low-key investigating the news of the remnants of the Su family, confirming that the other party would not cause trouble again. "This mission has basically ended." Hu Zhong fell to the moon-watching platform and said, there was nothing to hide from Song Changming.
"But you, as soon as you came back, you made such a move. Could it be that you condensed the essence and blood of the Purple Palace?" Hu Zhong said.
Song Changming smiled faintly, opened his right hand, turned over his palm, and two drops of light golden blood gathered on it, which surprised Hu Zhong. "The Grandmaster Realm that I broke through last year has condensed another drop of Purple Palace essence and blood this year. The cultivation speed is really amazing." Hu Zhong looked at Song Changming with a look that was worthy of yours.
Song Changming did not explain too much about this, and sat cross-legged across from Hu Zhong, added wine to him, and drank with him to watch the moon.
On the other side, it is far away in the Changsheng Ancient Clan Mansion in Fengzhou.
Outside a pavilion, Su Fengye was also looking at the moon, with a calm expression and silent surrounding him. "Brother Ye, I have convinced my cousin and my father in the clan that they promised to follow me to Yunzhou! Avenge your revenge for you!" Gu Xinyue suddenly approached and spoke.
In the past year, she saw that Su Fengye had been silent and silent, and was depressed, and did not know that her husband was in pain.
So she has been working silently, hoping to mobilize the Gu family to help Su Fengye avenge this extermination of the clan!
When Su Fengye heard this, he looked at the wife in front of him. Although she had no martial arts skills, she was stronger and more resilient than most women, and was not as weak as she looked.
And he is always thinking about him, even if he encounters major changes, he will still be inseparable from life and death.
Compared to Gu Xinyue's wholeheartedness towards him, he felt more guilty in his heart.
I took Gu Xinyue's little hand with some pity. Su Fengye whispered: "Xinyue, now I am far away from Yunzhou. I want to let go of the past. I just want to work with you and live the present every moment One day."
Gu Xinyue trembled all over. She never thought Su Fengye would say this, and tears rolled in her eyes. "You are willing." Su Fengye asked.
"I'm willing." Gu Xinyue said with relief.
Su Fengye hugged him in his arms and closed his eyes.
He just wanted to go with the wind in everything in the past. From then on, the Su family was gone. He just wanted to live for himself and no longer let down the people in front of him.
Drinking with Hu Zhong, he had a long chat all night. The next day, Song Changming and Su Qingqing talked about their plans to go out.
Su Qingqing was naturally very happy. There was nothing more pleasant than being able to travel with the young master.
Xiaohuang also expressed that she would go with her.
Since the evolution of bloodline, it has changed its lazy style in the past, with more vitality and flying around, and is less at peace.
Su Qingqing had already started to find a place to play. On the other side, Song Ping'an walked in with a black crow and said to Song Changming.
"Young Master, a letter is sent."
When Song Changming saw the black crow, he immediately knew who it was and took it.
The black crow is not small, with two black eyes watching the crowded environment here with vigilantly.
Song Changming reached out and pointed it gently on Hei Ya's head, just like entering fingerprint information. Hei Ya confirmed the identity of the person in front of him and spit out a small iron tube from his mouth.
Inside the iron tube, there is a letter paper.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
When you open the letter paper, you will find lines of not very beautiful words.
The content of the first column is that my brother personally opened it.
Most of those who have any contact with him now use the jade slips for transmission.
Only his two brothers would do this for such a more primitive Asuka's letter.
Especially this black crow is almost the exclusive letter bird of his brother.
He had a break from contact with his two brothers for a while, and then the Black Crow arrived and then he was considered to be re-connecting.
After that, every two or three months, the black crow would send messages back and forth, so that Song Changming would also know the whereabouts of his brother and whether his situation was safe.
It has been so for several years.
Seeing the content on the letter at a glance, Song Changming's eyes narrowed slightly.
This time it is no longer an ordinary chat, reporting safety, there is another thing written on it.
When the two brothers dug the yin stones needed for their practice in Yanzhou, they actually dug an frozen flesh and blood body in a cold cave.
They looked like human race, but the two could still see that the other party was like them, and they were a stalker!
They accidentally found the first zombie person besides them.
"Stubborn" Song Changming fell into thinking.
He knew that this zombie was transformed by practicing alienated witchcraft.
Since Song Changping and the others were able to find this zombie, there are more zombie people.
It is not clear what kind of coexistence relationship is between the dead people. Song Changming thought about it and wrote back to ask his two brothers to be careful.
You cannot be careless because of your identity as a slap person.
At the same time, he also entrusted the two to help him find objects related to the witch clan, the focus of which was the fragments of the Witch God Stone he had obtained before.
The fragment of the Witch God Stone allowed him to obtain the witch refining method and many witch seals that can be sacrificed and refined.
But this is just a piece of the Witch God Stone after all, and the witch clan inheritance is not complete.
If he wants to make achievements in the witch clan's cultivation system and go further, he must obtain more fragments of the witch god stones and piece together a complete set of witch clan inheritance.
He has always taken this matter to heart, but he has been trying hard to find it fruitless.
The Witch Clan came from the ancient times and was too far away to count by specific numerical years, so few clues that have remained to this day.
At present, only the zombie is the only clue he knows about the witch clan.
At present, I only hope that the two brothers far away in Yanzhou can bring him some good news.
Put the written letter paper back into the barrel and return it to the Black Crow.
The black crow opened his long mouth, swallowing the tube back into his stomach like a pecking insect. "Go." Song Changming waved his hand and the black crow was sent out of the main city by him in the wind and soon disappeared into the sky.
After that, Song Changming took Su Qingqing and the little yellow bird out for fun, and of course, the white bird that existed as the eyes also followed closely.
For those of you who can fly, the land of thousands of miles is coming in a short time, and it is not difficult to go anywhere you want.
For Song Changming, the play itself is relaxing and cultivating the mood.
The destination is not critical, what is important is the process along the way.
Soon, Song Changming and his party left Cuibai Road and then slowed down their pace.
The land of the nine provinces of the ancient country is full of spiritual soil, and many wonders and strange scenes are emerging one after another. It is profitable when you see it, and there is no shortage of places to visit.
Song Changming was still walking in a place of clear rain in Lingzhu, and then he reached a giant Linghu and rowed with a bamboo boat. "How long has it been since I relaxed like this?" Song Changming sat on the bamboo boat, calm and said to himself with a faint smile.
Since coming to Guyuan Kingdom, he has always been with him because of a strong sense of crisis, so he rarely has time to slack off or do nothing.
It was not until last year that he entered the realm of a master that he felt the sense of crisis that had been lingering in his heart for a long time, and then a lot of it was gone.
In addition to this year's annual rewards, his strength has improved again, which has given him the idea of relaxation.
"Outsiders will never understand the diligence of the young master!" Su Qingqing couldn't help but echo when she heard Song Changming sighing.
In her eyes, Song Changming is indeed more diligent and serious than most warriors. Over the years, she has never seen Song Changming treat his practice perfunctoryly.
Although it is already so powerful, Song Changming is still not arrogant or impatient, and still chooses to practice calmly, endure loneliness, and suppress his ambitions.
This is also a major advantage that Su Qingqing admires Song Changming. "Qingqing, I am also diligent." Xiaohuang hurried in the bamboo boat, not happy with the cold lake water around her. She only heard what Su Qingqing said and suddenly became proud.
"You are indeed diligent in eating, drinking and sleeping." Song Changming complained.
If the little yellow bird who ate and slept all day long before was considered diligent, then this word may only be a derogatory term. "Changming, I'm not lazy." Xiaohuang flapped her wings in dissatisfaction, and there were flames in her mouth, causing the air on the bamboo boat to start to warm up.
Whether it is the flame in the mouth or the impact on the surrounding air environment, they are all influenced by Xiaohuang's emotions.
Its emotions are prone to getting angry.
This situation only shows one thing, that is, it cannot control the power of the flame in its body well.
So Song Changming often educates the little yellow bird that he must be calm in order to solve problems and troubles.
If you can achieve Mount Tai collapses before your face remains unchanged, that is enough.
But unfortunately, Song Changming's education on this aspect had little effect. "Okay, you're not lazy." Song Changming said.
Eating, drinking and sleeping are the daily practice of the little yellow bird, and Song Changming knew about this.
(This chapter ends)