Extreme Demon

squeak.

After closing the door, Song Zhenguo walked to the window sill and happened to see a black pigeon with pink and white eyes squatting on his window lattice, preening its feathers.

Seeing this, he perked up, quickly walked over, grabbed the pigeon, and gently took off a small paper tube from its leg.

Unfolding the paper tube, a line of beautiful characters was clearly written on it: 'Brother Song, Jun'er will help you ask about the prince's affairs.

In addition, the Satin Fumigation Festival will be held in a while. Can Brother Song promise Jun'er that he will definitely not come to the boat painting at that time? He will definitely not come! ’

Song Zhenguo was stunned and continued reading.

‘The boat girls and the others would use the names of girls to do tricks and deceive people, and they would also make some bad arrangements for Brother Song. Promise me that Jun'er will take care of everything. After this satin fumigation festival, Jun'er promises to go home with Brother Song.'

After reading the contents of the unrolled paper, Song Zhenguo's face suddenly showed a deep joy.

"Brother Song promises you that you will not give them a chance!" Although he was a little confused, after all, the reason here was a bit far-fetched, but out of his trust in Jun'er, he did not doubt anything.

Song Zhenguo quickly found paper, wrote what he wanted to say, rolled it into a tube, and tied it to the black pigeon's leg. He picked up the black pigeon with both hands and threw it out. Suddenly the pigeon fluttered and flew away.

The pigeon fluttered its wings and rushed out of the Song family compound, gently passing between the vermilion bricks and tiles, crossing the tofu-like streets, passing over the black roofs of the pavilions of different heights, and soon reached the pines and cypresses. On the river, he fell towards a red boat.

The black pigeon flapped its wings and stopped in front of a window of a wing on the boat, and was gently held by a slender hand.

Jun'er quickly took off the paper roll tied to the black pigeon's feet, looked around, and quickly let it fly.

"Go and go back to the nest." She said softly.

The black dove flapped its wings and flew out, quickly disappearing at the edge of the window.

Jun'er closed the window, gently unfolded the paper and took a look. A trace of tenderness suddenly appeared on his face. Hastily roll the paper on the candle and light it.

She held it in her hand, waited until the paper burned and only a few corners remained, then gently opened the window and threw it out, letting it float into the Songbai River.

squeak

Suddenly, the door opened automatically, as if someone pushed the door from outside. Jun'er was so frightened that he turned around suddenly, holding his pounding chest in shock, and stared at the door.

After regaining her composure, she walked over and looked around, but didn't find any movement. Then she stretched her head and looked in the corridor outside.

This is the dressing room below the cabin. Because of Song Zhenguo, she now has her own separate dressing room. There are no people around. The other sisters have gone up to receive guests.

The corridor was empty, no one was there.

Jun'er breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the room, locked the door, and added a bolt.

She sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb, and gently combed her hair. Whenever her mood fluctuates, combing her hair always calms her down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she picked up the comb, her expression suddenly changed.

I saw a line of words written with black eyebrow pencil on the wooden table under the comb.

‘You must take action on the Fuminated Satin Festival, don’t forget your identity. ’

Jun'er bit her lower lip, a look of struggle appearing in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she gently wrote 'yes' with an eyebrow pencil, and then reached out to erase the handwriting, leaving only a black stain.

Looking up again, she looked at her blurry face in the bronze mirror, feeling a little crazy for a moment.

She knew it was a warning, warning her not to do anything extra, but luckily the contents of the scroll had not been discovered.

"It's a pity that I can't stay together with Brother Song forever." A trace of regret and determination flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The master wants to collect people whose birthdays are in the yin phase, and also those who are born in the yin phase in the yin year and the lunar month in the yin phase. And Song Zhenguo was one of the targets. In order to get him, all unexpected preparations were made. Just wait until she invites him to come on the day of Fumigation Festival.

But unknowingly, she gradually fell in love with the upright and bold Song Zhenguo. She worshiped and admired him and wanted to rely on him.

"Brother Song, Jun'er is so tired." Jun'er gently touched his cheek, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye.

In a small canyon outside the city.

Bang! !

Lu Sheng turned around and struck a palm, smashing the thick rocks behind him into pieces. The arm-long rocks were broken into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Bang bang bang! !

Lu Sheng turned around quickly and struck out with his palms, breaking the remaining rocks hanging around him into pieces one by one.

The gray stone powder spread slowly, which was a bit choking.

Lu Sheng slowly finished the exercise, clasping his palms together, sinking to his dantian and standing still.

"My sword and palm skills are sufficient. What I still lack is my light kung fu and footwork. I also need to make up for my hidden weapons from a distance. Otherwise, if I am too far away, I will be in trouble when I encounter a kite-type opponent." Lu Lu Sheng slowly calmed down his internal strength, thinking in his mind.

"In addition, the Jade Crane Technique absorbed the power of the Black Tiger Sword and was improved. But the improvement was based on the powder left by the ghost.

If I had to do the integration process and details by myself, it would require too much work experience and exploration. This is similar to the difficulty of creating martial arts, and it is impossible to complete it alone. "

After that, he tried to make breakthroughs in other internal and external skills, but unfortunately it didn't work. Several times he ended up with injuries to his body's meridians. And after repeated attempts, the results were completely different from what he expected.

"If you don't have enough martial arts experience, it seems impossible to create your own techniques to break through the limitations." Lu Sheng understood clearly. "The Jade Crane function absorbs the powerful skills of the Black Tiger Sword and produces benign changes. It seems simple, but in fact it should be the best result after having simulated it countless times in advance. If I want to continue to improve my martial arts, I must find more Similar things left behind by ghosts.”

After finishing his work, Lu Sheng walked to the trunk of the big tree, took off his coat, towel and other hanging items, and wiped the sweat on his body with the towel.

"It's time to try the power of the third level of the Black Evil Technique." He has never used it with all his strength to try out how strong the third level of the Black Evil Technique is. Now that his body has recovered, he can give it a try.

Looking at the big tree in front of him, Lu Sheng on a whim, mobilized his inner energy with all his strength, poured it into his right hand, and struck out with a fierce palm.

Bang! !

The same sound as before, but not much more powerful. After all, the increase in Black Evil Technique is not mainly about explosive power.

Lu Sheng gently retracted his hand and saw a handprint as black as ink clearly printed in the middle of the tree trunk.

The handprint was more than ten centimeters deep, and there was a pungent and hot smell coming out of the whole thing.

Lu Sheng stretched out his hand and gently touched the edge of the black handprint. A large piece of bark immediately fell off. The inside of the bark was covered with a large number of black lines like wrinkles.

"This is a burn like a fire. It seems that the Black Evil Technique should be of a good level in the Yang Internal Strength. Unfortunately, it only has a few inferior levels. If the Black Evil Technique can be deduced and strengthened, perhaps future development and improvement will be more big!"

He now has the equivalent of the profound skills of ordinary people who have practiced forty or fifty years, not counting the time spent practicing the Black Tiger Sword Technique and other martial arts.

"Next, it's time to practice a specialized footwork. Whether it's the Black Tiger Sword or other martial arts, they only have footwork that goes along with the attack. Footwork that's really purely used for driving, chasing, and escaping. I don't have a complete set of footwork." system.”

Lu Sheng began to look for the footwork he had collected. So far, he has only collected one, and that is the Bazhenbu obtained in Jiulian City. But this is only used for dodge in battle.

"Dark blue." He thought silently in his mind.

The modifier box appeared and hovered before his eyes.

Lu Sheng recalled the Bazhen Step he had memorized before. The grade of this step was even worse than that of the Wind Chasing Knife. He didn't even have a visualization diagram, so he simply memorized it directly.

After carefully recalling each step, Lu Sheng slowly took out his left foot, then rotated his calf muscles to the left and exerted force. His right leg was a little on the side of the tree trunk, and he used the force to jump forward and jump forward. This is the first step of the Bazhen Step. This step has eight steps and three levels in total. It is said to imitate the famous eight-step step in the Central Plains to catch cicadas.

Lu Sheng studied for a while, and since he already had a footwork foundation, he quickly became familiar with the power of the movements, and saw the option of Bazhen Step on the modifier.

He quickly stopped and pressed the modification button with his mind.

Suddenly the entire modifier box flashed.

"Raise the Eight Treasure Steps to one level." Lu Sheng continued.

Among the options on the modifier, the status of Bazhenbu suddenly changed from beginner to beginner.

Lu Sheng checked his physical condition. Apart from his legs being slightly numb and itchy, and the inner energy of the Black Tiger Jade Crane Gong having decreased a bit, there was no other reaction.

"Unknowingly, I have accumulated to this point. This kind of low-level martial arts can no longer make me feel burdened." Lu Sheng sighed in his heart and continued to look at the modifier box.

‘Eight Precious Steps: Getting Started. ’

"Promote the Eight Treasure Steps to the highest third level." Lu Sheng simply recited silently.

Uh-huh!

Bazhen's steps flickered, from the entry level to the first level. Lu Sheng didn't seem to feel anything.

Uh-huh!

On the second floor, Lu Sheng felt his legs became more itchy.

With a final swish, Bazhenbu jumped directly to the third floor, and the internal energy of the Black Tiger Jade Crane Technique was also consumed to the extent of four-fifths. This amount would require him at least two days to recover.

But for this whole step, Lu Sheng felt that he had mastered the experience, walking methods, and usage of countless Bazhen steps in his mind, and his legs were obviously more flexible and powerful than before.

"Try it!"

Lu Sheng saw a sparrow in front of him, which had just fluttered from the grass and shot into the distance.

He exerted force on his feet and rushed forward suddenly.

Puff puff.

After eight consecutive steps of pursuit, the little bird had no time to react and turned, and was caught by Lu Sheng with a slap.

"I have strong explosive power. The inner energy of the Black Evil Kung Fu and the Black Tiger Jade Crane Kung Fu have enhanced my explosive power and strengthened my physical body. Based on this foundation, the effect of using the Bazhen Steps is quite good. This should have the effect of chasing cicadas with the Eight Steps. Right?" Lu Sheng let go of his hand with satisfaction, but what he saw was the little sparrow that he had crushed into a ball of bloody flesh.

He suddenly became helpless.

"Now that the footwork has been solved, it's time to try hard skills." Lu Sheng thought for a while. In the past few months since he came to Yanshan City, he also secretly investigated and inquired about the situation in the city.

There are not many masters in Yanshan City, because the government is powerful and has more control over people in the world, so the masters here are mostly from officialdom and generals.

The most famous among them is the Yiqi Qingfeng Sword Lu City Bell. Compared to this man, the others were just foils, but Lu Chengzhong was eighty-seven years old, and his three sons were all high-ranking officials in the city, so it was not easy to get close to him for advice.

This was first eliminated by Lu Sheng.