Chapter 177 In three years, body training has reached perfection!
Song Changming did not deal with Jiang Maocai privately, but only broke his hands and feet.
Afterwards, the severely injured and disabled Qi Refining Assassin was handed over to the county governor Li Yan.
Now that Gu Wenhui and the second prince have become mortal enemies, he will definitely not let go of the followers of the second prince. Maybe he can make an issue out of him and give the second prince a headache.
As soon as Li Yan heard that this person was a Qi Refining monk, he immediately decided to escort Jiang Maocai with heavy troops and sent him to Nanyang.
After this incident, Li Yanjia sent guards to strictly check the warriors coming in and out at the city gate.
Especially the warriors coming from the north must go through numerous interrogations to verify their identity.
He was worried that the second prince sent people to assassinate Song Changming today but failed, and would send people to assassinate him as the county guard another day.
And since he doesn't have Song Changming's strength, he will really be unable to escape death by then.
Although the second prince may not care about him as a little county guard, he has to take more precautions and do something, no matter whether it is useful or not.
Song Zhai.
Song Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Changming returning safely.
He has also swallowed the Dragon Bead and has opened the Underworld Sea. His perception is very strong and he can feel the powerful aura and power of this uninvited guest tonight.
Knowing that tonight's opponent was of a very high level, he was afraid that Song Changming would not be able to deal with him and would be in deep danger.
Fortunately, it turned out that he was overly worried.
Although the opponent is strong, he is still not as strong as his own Brother Song!
"It's okay, go and have a rest." Song Changming said to Song Ping'an.
"Then Brother Song should rest early."
"Um."
Song Changming threw the dragon pattern knife in his hand to Dabai and let it carry it back into the house.
He sat alone in the courtyard, reviewing the battle just now.
In fact, Jiang Maocai who came tonight is indeed a powerful opponent. In terms of personal strength, he is much better than the previous victorious general Xue Boyan.
A few months ago, Song Changming was attacked by the other party.
Even if he activates the secret technique of bursting blood, he is not sure that he can defeat the opponent, and he may not even be able to escape from the opponent's pursuit.
I can only say fortunately.
Fortunately, after killing Xue Boyan, he also received a generous annual reward, which made his strength improve by leaps and bounds in just over two months, ushering in a huge increase!
This allows him to kill the opponent without even using the secret technique of blood explosion to overdraw himself.
But after this battle, it does not mean that the crisis has been resolved.
If the second prince continues to pursue him fiercely, the enemies he sends will definitely be stronger.
At that time, it was unknown whether he would still be able to fight back and kill powerful enemies like he does today.
He only hoped that the imperial court and Gu Wenhui could put enough pressure on the second prince so that he would not have time to take care of him in a short time.
And under this, he must continue to improve his strength and must not relax.
If no one can punish the second prince in the future, then he will go and do it himself!
The courtyard fell silent, and Song Changming sat alone on the stone bench, thinking about this matter with a cold light in his eyes.
He never shows mercy to his enemies.
Even a great king and lord like the Second Prince who rules a party is no exception.
As long as he is strong enough, he will kill the king!
To avoid future troubles!
Time passed day by day, and Nanyang's Gu Wenhui was indeed very powerful. Although he did not directly declare war with the second prince, he frequently made secret plans, which also caused the second prince's side to suffer a lot and suffered continuous losses.
There is no time to take care of the little Song Changming anymore.
Fast forward two years.
A deserted village on a hill outside Donglai County.
Next to Song's father's tombstone, there is another tombstone.
Song's mother died this year. According to her wishes, Song Changming buried her next to Song's father, leaning against each other.
And behind it there are two newly erected tombstones, which are the two children that the two elders will never forget in their lives.
The eldest brother Song Changping, the second brother Song Changan.
Song's mother hoped to find Song's father and his two children after her death, so she asked Song Changming to do this.
Song Yu on the side had red eyes and tears.
Song Changming was also in a daze. When they came to this world, the two elders who had spent the longest time together left one after another.
He only felt that the two most important bonds that were tied to him were broken.
This made his heart suddenly feel empty, as if there were two more big holes that were difficult to fill.
A faint feeling of emptiness lingered in my heart, and it has been lingering for many days.
He knew that his two elders would have to leave eventually. Under his care, they lived a long life in their old age, were not seriously ill or in pain, and passed away peacefully.
One of the important reasons why Song Changming stayed in Donglai County and never went anywhere was that he wanted to stay with his two elders every day and accompany them throughout their old age.
Now, this period of companionship has come to an end, and Song Changming has fulfilled his obligations as a child very well.
The gentle mountain breeze blew past, like a pair of gentle hands brushing his cheek, and finally returned to the sky.
No matter how reluctant he is to let go, from now on, he should let go and look forward. "Third sister, if I am not here in the future, please still look after your parents," Song Changming said to Song Yu who was standing aside.
He knew that he would eventually leave Donglai County, it was just a matter of time.
"Don't worry, Changming. As long as I, the Zhao family, are with me, the Song family's tombstones will always be cared for and cleaned." Zhao Huaiming solemnly made a promise to Song Changming.
Whether it was Song Changming's promotion of him to the position of chief of patrol or the previous rescue of his family, this kindness was enough for him to remember and dare not forget.
"Thank you." Song Changming nodded.
After looking behind him, he saw that in today's atmosphere, the two dogs that came together lacked the vitality of the past. Their tails and ears were drooping listlessly, and they were not interested in the new environment around them.
"Let's go back."
More than a year passed like this.
Time flies by, and the three years before and after have flowed away quietly in the mortal world without even realizing it.
In the past three years, countless old lives have passed away in the wind, and countless new lives have emerged.
On the stage, some people left and some came on.
In the Song Dynasty courtyard.
At this moment, the skin on Song Changming's body became hot and red, and it stung as if being pricked by thousands of steel needles, accompanied by the smell of fire.
People who didn't know it would probably think that Song Changming was about to be cooked when they saw him at this moment.
I don't know how long it took for the tingling sensation on his body to dissipate.
A lot of dandruff and cuticles fell off his body, and the new skin was smoother and tougher!
"It's done!" Song Changming looked at his hands and felt that he was completely new!
The calluses on my hands that were originally formed due to martial arts training have all fallen off and disappeared, and the five fingers have returned to their original slenderness and are no longer rough.
Open the personal panel and practice martial arts.
Forging bones, the ninth extreme realm!
Marrow cleansing, the ninth extreme state!
Training meat, the ninth extreme state!
Now the last step of skin refining has completed the final round of strengthening and transformation, reaching the ninth extreme!
"It's not easy." Song Changming couldn't help but sigh.
After more than ten years of physical training, starting from an ignorant young man in his teens, and now in his thirties, he has finally reached the state of supreme perfection!
One body training and cultivation, perfect!
"Congratulations to Brother Song, you have achieved great success!" Song Ping'an imitated the Jianghu people outside, cupping his hands and smiling.
"What a great road, it's just the end of a small stage on the martial arts road." Song Changming shook his head and chuckled.
Although it is indeed very rare to achieve the Great Perfection of Body Refining, Song Changming also knows very well that this is far from the end of cultivation.
He will not stop practicing martial arts here.
"If you ask me, the Zhuji Pavilion is nothing more than that. With your strength, how can you only be ranked at such a low position on the earth rankings!" Song Ping'an said angrily, holding the latest secret record of the world in his hand.
Three years have passed, although Song Changming is still on the list, as more and more outstanding people in the world appear on the list, his seat has been squeezed to the bottom, and he may fall off the list at any time.
This is what Song Pingan is most dissatisfied with.
In his eyes, even if Song Changming ranks first on the land list, it is not an exaggeration.
The current ranking can only be said to be that Zhuji Pavilion is ignorant and ranks randomly.
Song Changming himself didn't care about this.
"After all, Zhuji Pavilion is just a sect formed by a group of people. It is a bit old at most, and it is not really an omniscient god. Most of their rankings are based on personal deeds, and they are finally ranked high and low.
I have been too low-key in the past few years and have no record worth adding, so my ranking will naturally not be high. "
Song Changming said casually, not paying too much attention to this matter.
He took the wet wipes and wiped the new skin on his body.
He cares more about the gains from his own cultivation than the false reputations spread from the outside world.
(End of chapter)