Chapter 17 The Immortal Skill, Awakening of the Dzi Pearl (1)
Marshal’s Mansion.
There were two people sitting at the top of the room. One of them was Emperor Feng Ling of the Tiangong Empire. On the other side sat a strong man who looked like an iron tower. He looks to be in his fifties, with a faint halo under his bronze skin. He has a Chinese character face, a pair of tiger eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. Even though he is sitting, you can still see the burly figure of his body. The rock-hard muscles completely held up the outfit, his eyes were piercing, and a pair of black eyes exuded a deep luster. This person is the pillar of the Tiangong Empire, Generalissimo Zhou Shuiniu. That is Zhou Weiqing's father.
Marshal Zhou, like Shangguan Bing'er, was born into a civilian family. He made a living by herding cattle when he was a child, hence the origin of his name. No one dares to make fun of his name, because everyone who has done so is already dead.
"Your Majesty, look at this. Someone sent it this morning. It's the handwriting of that little brat." Zhou Shuiniu handed a letter to Di Fengling.
"Brother Zhou, didn't you do this just to comfort me? I have made up my mind. If something happens to Wei Qing, this girl Difuya will be buried with him." Di Feng Ling said firmly. Yesterday, he personally took Difuya to the door to apologize, but when he learned that Zhou Weiqing had not returned, he immediately sent a large number of people to search outside the city, but found nothing.
Zhou Shuiniu said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, how dare I deceive you? Don't be deceived by this little brat's honest appearance. In fact, he is more cunning than anyone else. Even I have been deceived by him many times. This time He probably knew he was in trouble and was afraid that I would beat him up, so he didn’t dare to come back. To put it nicely, why go out and have a rough time? It’s bullshit. I think he doesn’t dare to come back. Don’t pay attention to him.”
Di Feng Ling. He smiled bitterly and said: "If Weiqing doesn't come back for a day, I won't be able to rest at ease for a day! This matter is all Difuya's fault. Brother, if Weiqing comes back, you can't beat him. Speaking of which, this child also It's so pitiful that he was born with venous occlusion, so don't make it too difficult for him."
Zhou Shuiniu snorted, "But this kid is somewhat self-aware," he said. Yes, how can he be worthy of Her Royal Highness? I think, according to what he said, the marriage should be cancelled.”
Di Fengling's expression suddenly changed, "How can that be done? Difu Yasheng is a member of your Zhou family, and his death is a ghost of your Zhou family. Big brother, Jun Wuxi, you don't need to talk about this matter anymore. If it's because Wei Qing is not the emperor, Master Zhu regrets the marriage, so am I still worthy of being your brother?"
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When Zhou Weiqing woke up from his coma, he found that he was already in a tent. When I woke up, I immediately felt pain everywhere in my body, and my body was even more uncomfortable with greasy sweat. Especially his legs, it was as if they were filled with lead. The slightest movement caused pain as if being pricked by thousands of steel needles, making him groan.
"Shangguan Bing'er, you little bitch, just wait, sooner or later I will kill you."
After a moment of relief, Zhou Weiqing reluctantly got up from the floor. As soon as he sat up, he saw the bunk. Next to it lay two large bowls and a note.
One of the two large bowls contained three large steamed buns, and the other bowl contained two vegetables, one was fried vegetables, and the other was stewed meat. Zhou Weiqing, who had been tired all afternoon, was already hungry. He immediately grabbed the steamed buns and ate them without any ceremony. He thought to himself: Guan Bing'er, this little girl, still has some conscience. The steamed buns and vegetables were still warm and tasted quite good. It was obviously not a big pot meal from an ordinary soldier's canteen. While eating, Zhou Weiqing then looked at the note. The content left on the note was very simple, with only four words: continue tomorrow. "Damn, it's not over yet! Didn't I just touch you?" Zhou Weiqing snorted angrily, and squeezed the steamed bun in his hand very obscenely to feel it.
After dinner, Zhou Weiqing walked out of the tent without stopping. He endured the pain in his body and went to wash his body. Although this guy is wretched and afraid of death, there is one good thing about him. I still love cleanliness. He also washed his clothes. Don't think that he was born in a noble family and would do housework. On the contrary, he knew all the housework and cooking. Wasn't this forced by the stern old man in the family, Marshal Buffalo? In the Marshal's Mansion, Zhou Weiqing lived alone in a small courtyard. After the age of six, he was self-reliant and everything he needed was provided, but there was no one to wait on him. Over this matter, Marshal Zhou and his wife fought countless times. Unfortunately, Marshal Zhou's strength was irresistible. In the end, Marshal's wife only gained the power to teach Zhou Weiqing to do this.
After cleaning his body, changing into another military uniform, and washing away the dirt, Zhou Weiqing returned to his tent. At this time, the entire military camp had become quiet.
After Zhou Weiqing returned to the tent, he opened the cloth bag he brought with him. Inside were some essential items he purchased after coming out of the blacksmith shop yesterday, such as some simple powdered seasonings, a bottle of lamp oil, etc., all of which were trivial. But it is a necessity of life. What he fears most is that he won't have enough to eat after becoming a soldier. Buying some seasonings will make it easier to eat secretly in the future. As for the lamp oil, it came in handy immediately.
Zhou Weiqing took out the rice bowl that he had cleaned before, poured a little lamp oil into it, then took out some strands of thin thread and twisted them together and soaked them in the lamp oil for a while, then exposed a thread end, and then used a flint to He lit it and immediately made a small temporary oil lamp, and his small tent suddenly lit up.
After doing this, he quietly lifted up the tent curtain and stuck his head out to take a look. After confirming that no one was outside, he pulled his head back. Carefully, he reached into his arms and took out an oilcloth bag from his body.
"Fortunately, it was wrapped in an oilcloth bag, otherwise I would have been in trouble if it got soaked due to sweating today."
Carefully opened the oilcloth bag, revealing an ancient book inside. This can indeed be called an ancient book, because it is not made of paper at all, but sewn with fine sheepskin. It is two inches thick and has dozens of pages. The style is simple and the edges are They are all somewhat damaged. There are four big words written on the cover: Immortal Power.
This is the treasure that Zhou Weiqing went to the Star Forest yesterday to pick up. This thing was picked up next to a skeleton when he was thrown into a deep mountain forest by Marshal Zhou when he was ten years old to train his survival skills. Marshal Zhou didn’t even know. He has been hiding it in a tree hole in the Star Forest.
Open the cover and reveal the first page. At the top is a line of small words: General outline of the Immortal God Kung Fu.
Those without great perseverance cannot practice, and those without the determination to die cannot practice. The Immortal Skill is actually a death-killing skill that turns the impossible into possible. It takes the thirty-six major death points of the celestial body as the training object to survive in death. If you are not careful, you will undoubtedly die, so be careful, be careful. Only those who can break through the thirty-six fatal points can truly harness the power of heaven and earth, live as long as heaven and earth, and be immortal like the sun and moon.
(End of this chapter)