Chapter 60: Shooting the Sky
Lu Ye retreated in the house for ten days.
He did two things in these ten days.
Healing and life practice.
During the day, the true energy circulates, and I take various precious pills and drink medicinal soup until I feel like vomiting to treat internal injuries.
In fact, if you want to recover immediately, the most convenient way is to transform once.
However, Lu Ye did not use this method, because he still needed longevity root bone and krypton life cultivation.
Other talents are also very good, such as Wang Hu's natural strength and Zhang Cunyi's night vision, but they are not suitable for him at the moment.
The object selected as a template can only transform once, which means that the transformation template cannot be accumulated on him. He cannot have both longevity and strength.
And at night.
It is strange to say that when Krypton lives to practice the Rock True Qi, the Rock True Qi produced in more than a dozen acupuncture points seems to have mutated during this time of the King of Hell's sacrifice of life.
After he started practicing on the first night, he felt that the true energy of the rock was subtle and had miraculous healing effects.
Lu Ye was proficient in the technique and asked Pan Furong sideways to confirm that the authentic rock energy did not have this effect.
Generally, the best health-preserving skills have this effect, but they lack lethality. Martial arts masters who have been fighting on the battlefield rarely practice health-preserving skills. However, there are Taoist monks who are good at health-preserving skills, and the Rock Kung Fu is definitely not Belongs to this category.
Lu Ye can only guess by himself, maybe in the process of the King of Hell's life-saving process, life span is consumed rapidly, which comes with the magical effect of healing, or it may be that while speeding up the practice time, the body's self-repair time is also accelerated.
No matter what, ten days later, Lu Ye, who was supposed to be the most injured among the others, was the first to recover.
Three days make a year. Now he has practiced for ten days, which is equivalent to more than three years of practice.
On this day, he opened his eyes and saw a picture of fish and dragon.
"Exercise method - Panshi Qi, 10/100."
He has already mastered the first level of this exercise method.
Lu Ye exercised his skills all over his body, and his skin was covered with a metallic brass color.
Immediately, the true energy circulated, and the color of the skin changed again. The metallic color faded away, but it was covered with a layer of gray-white skin color.
“In just three days, I have already cultivated to the point of becoming a copper-skinned warrior...”
“The vitality value was only 200 before, but now it has crossed a small level, and now it is 400. "
Lu Ye thought, "And the rock's true energy also has amazing defensive effects. "
"In terms of physical defense, I'm afraid I'm not weaker than the average Dacheng copper-skin martial artist, but I can't compare to the steel-framed martial artist."
"But I still have to continue to study hard...for another seven days."< br>
“I broke through the copper-skin martial arts in one breath and reached the realm of steel-framed martial arts masters. I can be considered a master among Chuang Potian’s team.”
“I just don’t know where Chuang Potian is. Has Fucheng gained a firm foothold..."
Lu Ye collected his skills, stopped practicing, and left the room to the courtyard.
In the yard, dozens of injured people who had regained their mobility were lining up for drills. They were holding shields and wielding knives, and the wind of the knives was whistling. At first glance, they looked like men who were used to fighting.
Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi serve as coaches at the head of the team.
Among these men, most are the wounded left behind by breaking into Potian that day, and the other half are Zhang Cunyi's juniors.
In order to seize Fucheng quickly that day, Chuang Potian gathered all the servants who could move and urged the brigade to set off, leaving behind all those who were injured and could not carry their swords into battle.
These twenty or thirty people were among the injured. They looked seriously injured, but in fact they were just bleeding excessively and comatose. Because there was a lack of doctors in the refugee army, the slaves were piled together with the seriously injured at will.
It was old man Li Guangshi who rescued the seriously injured people one by one. He had been ill for a long time and could not practice martial arts, but he survived and became a good doctor.
The good news is that after a few days of recuperation, most of these people recovered. Sister Hong organized them and formed half of the temporary female camp sentry.
The bad news is that the remaining seriously injured people cannot really be cured. They lack medical treatment and medicine, and they have all died one after another in the past few days.
As for Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi.
They were injured in the fierce fight with Qin Tong before, but Lu Ye left them in the mansion as a retreat to avoid the brutal fight at the city head. Pan Furong also gave them pills, plus the warrior's recovery power Faster than ordinary people, now he can move freely.
It's still impossible to fight hard in battle, but dealing with ordinary people is no longer a problem. Mr. Li Guangshi estimates that the two of them will recover in more than a month.
Dozens of people shouted vigorously in the courtyard, brandishing swords and shields, which added a bit of vitality to the courtyard.
But you can see the alley directly from the yard.
There were a few infantrymen holding weapons in the mouth, looking into the courtyard, pointing, smiling, and muttering. At first glance, they didn't say anything good. "Brother..." Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi saw Lu Ye coming out and hurriedly greeted him.
"Well," Lu Ye nodded and pointed at the foot soldiers at the alley, "They look unfamiliar and there are no rules. I have been in seclusion for a few days. Is this a new foot soldier?"
"Bah. ..." Wang Hu spat on the ground bitterly, "Brother, those are not our people."
"Those are the sentries sent by the other three kings for our safety."
Zhang Cunyi explained on the side that in just a few days, in Heishan County, only Tiegongfang was left in Chuang Po Tian's territory.
Including these dozens of old gangsters, the old and weak women and children in the square, Zhang Cunyi’s juniors, Miss Lian, Sister Hong, Lu Ye, Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, and Li Guangshi, it’s not enough A whole family of people!
It turned out that a few days ago, Chuang Potian set off decisively and launched his army to directly attack Dongsai Mansion.
As he expected, Nafucheng was undefended at all. The officers and soldiers were routed without resistance. He led a group of rabble and captured it in one fell swoop.
The walls and defense system of this city are almost intact. Although a large number of houses in the city have been burned down, there are not many left. Anyway, Chuang Potian picked it up for free, so he doesn’t mind it.
The Tangzhou Iron Cavalry killed countless people with their swords in one night, but many people survived by hiding.
In short, Chuang Potian originally needed to divide the territory with three other kings in Heishan County, but here, he was the only king and became the lord of the city.
There was just one thing, the Tangzhou cavalry had snatched away all the gold, silver, grain, grass, equipment and weapons in the treasury, leaving him an empty house.
And there are several aristocratic families in the city who have occupied several squares for generations. They have built tall brick walls, and there are no shortage of female walls and shooting windows on the brick walls.
It is said to be a square, but in fact it is a city within a city.
Money, food, gold, silver, manpower, and equipment are all in various workshops.
The Tangzhou Iron Cavalry only wanted to plunder quickly that night. They only tried to attack these few villages and caused some casualties before giving up.
In order to gain money and food, and to truly control the Dongsai Mansion, Chuang Potian recruited defeated troops, expanded his team, and started a war with several aristocratic families in the city, with each other winning and losing, forming a tug-of-war.
These are the news that the people from Tiegongfang pulled the bodies of the seriously injured victims out of the city every day and inquired about them along the way.
Now, there are foot soldiers from other kings standing guard outside Tiegongfang. The name of protection is actually surveillance, and the information from the outside has been cut off.
Lu Ye frowned.
“This is too underhanded.”
"Hmph..." Pan Furong walked out of the room with a dark face, "What's the point?"
"We said it was the female camp of the Chuang Department. It would be more appropriate to change the name to the injured camp. Those The family members all followed King Chuang."
"If Chuang Potian is defeated and they swallow us up, are we afraid that Chuang Potian will not get revenge?"
She was annoyed. Chuang Potian was able to throw away all the burdens and took away all the female relatives in the camp, but left her to fill the fire pit. What was even more annoying was that the fate of the remaining female camp members still depended on whether Chuang Potian was good at fighting or not.
Sister Hong behind Pan Furong gave Lu Ye a look and asked him to coax the lady.
"Miss," Lu Ye said with a smile, "you can just hope for Chuang Po Tian now."
"If he loses, our situation will be even worse. Without Chuang Camp, there will be no shortage of ladies for other families." "
"Miss, don't be so angry. Take good care of yourself. It won't be too late to cause trouble for Chuang Potian when you return to Chuang Camp."
Pan Furong's eyes widened. He glared at Lu Ye.
“Bold, horseman, you are too presumptuous and you are telling the truth.”
She scolded him with a straight face, and finally burst out laughing.
"Okay, let's just hope that King Chuang will show off his magical powers and wipe out the city."
At this moment, someone outside the courtyard laughed.
"Sweep the city? Are you afraid of being wiped out?"
A strong man in a yellow robe came in with a few cavalry soldiers. This man had extremely broad shoulders and crossed his hands. Knees, arms with iron rings, making a jingling sound when walking.
It looked very much like a gorilla, with ugly and ferocious features, and a long bow hanging from the back of its waist.
"Someone shot the sky!" The ugly orangutan stood in the courtyard with his head held high and his eyes narrowed as he stared at Pan Furong, his saliva almost dripping from his mouth.
“I’ve always heard that the young lady from Lao Chuang’s family is pretty.” He chuckled, “I saw her today and she is as pretty as a flower.”
“Follow me back to camp. How about being the wife of the ninth house?”
(End of this chapter)