Mortal Immortal Palace

The two of them also frowned. The news spread too fast and they were a little unprepared.

"For now, the only way is to ask for help from the imperial capital and ask the immortal master to come to help!"

"Otherwise, Beiyuan City will definitely not be able to stop it!" The prefect Huang Yuliang whispered.

Chen Wenliang sighed slightly when he heard this. He knew that this was the only choice.

"Okay, let's do it!"

Soon, a fast horse left the city and headed towards the capital.

...

Zhou Qing rented a small courtyard and kept practicing "Vajra Fist", "Thunderbolt Kick" and "White Phoenix Knife"!

Yesterday he visited all the second-rate gangs in the city, but did not rob their martial arts.

The martial arts of these second-rate gangs are not much different from what he has.

Basically, these ordinary martial arts will not involve the eight extraordinary meridians!

During this period of time, he has to settle down and practice the two new martial arts until he is familiar enough.

The auction in a dozen days will probably have some twists and turns.

There has been a lot of chaos in the city outside in the past few days.

Food prices are soaring, and the rich are fleeing Beiyuan City quickly.

Except for those big families, rich people with no foundation will hardly stay in such a war-torn place.

Business on the street has declined a lot!

The knife light is like snow, and the body movement is like lightning!

At this time, Zhou Qing kept moving in the yard, and the knife light cooperated with the leg movement, and the speed was extremely fast.

He was consuming internal force every moment, but the internal force did not extend to the knife, but only circulated in the body, increasing his physical fitness.

In a day, he had to practice knife and leg techniques at least a hundred times.

In this process, he gradually discovered some problems.

As the internal force continued to be consumed, the strength of the body was slightly increasing.

The internal force was nourishing the body, and every time it was nourished, his internal force limit would be slightly improved.

Zhou Qing put away the knife and returned, feeling the fluctuation of internal force in his body.

"That is to say, as long as an ordinary person has enough old medicine, the upper limit of the internal force that the body can withstand is 120 years!"

"If you are born with a strong physique, the upper limit of the internal force that can be endured will be higher."

"Similarly, over the years, using internal force to nourish the meridians and flesh, the upper limit of the internal force that can be endured will be increased."

"But this is only limited to the twelve meridians. If you can penetrate the seven meridians and eight vessels, then the internal force that can be accommodated will be more!"

"But the human body should have a limit, and this is the limit of mortal martial arts!"

Zhou Qing quickly figured out many problems!

"Although the internal force of two generations is strong, it is not invincible. There are still strong people above them, even immortals!"

Shaking his head slightly, Zhou Qing was also helpless in his heart.

"Divine skills are hard to find, and each one is worth a fortune!"

"Increasing physical strength can carry more internal force. Perhaps practicing the horizontal refining method can improve the upper limit of martial arts!"

"The horizontal refining method mostly requires the assistance of various medicinal materials, which are usually more precious. I want to grow more other medicinal materials, not just four."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing left the yard and began to buy various herbal seeds in the city's medicine shop.

Soon he bought seeds of nearly a hundred different herbs.

He harvested a batch of forty-year-old medicines and freed up space to plant all these seeds.

In the Immortal Mansion, Zhou Qing was constantly busy!

Planted all these herbal seeds!

The forty forty-year-old medicines in his hand were basically piled up in a corner of the Immortal Mansion!

In the Immortal Mansion, these medicines will not decay. There is a mysterious power to ensure their vitality.

After he gets new martial arts, these will be his food for rapid promotion!

In addition, he will wander around the city every day, and he will walk through every alley in Beiyuan City.

He is recording the passages in the city and looking for the best way out.

Although he had money in his hand, he could not necessarily buy magical skills!

It was inevitable that he would have to resort to war, so he needed to prepare a retreat in advance.

Soon he rented different courtyards in four directions of the city.

And he dug a passage in the courtyard, connecting it to the nearby alleys!

Relying on his internal strength of two generations, digging passages was very simple for him.

Working day and night, he had dug out all the passages before the auction started.

Early in the morning, Zhou Qing came to the street after washing up.

Passing by the street food stall, he said to the old man who was cooking noodles, "Old rules!"

"Okay, wait a moment, sir!" The old man showed a happy look on his face.

Zhou Qing was generous and came to eat every day. He was his best customer during this period.

Soon the old man served the dishes quickly!

Spicy tofu brain, three fried dough sticks, a bowl of pork heart noodles, and five meat buns!

Zhou Qing couldn't help but praise the big bun, his mouth full of oil, "Boss, what a great craftsmanship!"

The old man's face was full of smiles, "This is a craftsmanship handed down from three generations of ancestors, absolutely authentic!"

Zhou Qing smiled slightly and ate with big mouthfuls!

Just then, a huge vibration sounded outside the city.

Zhou Qing frowned and looked towards the south!

The sound came from there!

Soon, people on the street began to spread the information.

"The reinforcements from the imperial capital are here!"

"I heard it was the imperial guards!"

...

Zhou Qing listened to the news, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, "They came so quickly!"

"I have to leave immediately after attending the auction today!"

"I'm afraid this war is not far away!"

Thinking of this, he quickly finished his breakfast in two or three bites.

He threw down a silver ingot and said to the boss, "Close the stall early today. I'm afraid it won't be peaceful in the afternoon!"

The old man's face froze when he heard this, and he nodded quickly, "Thank you for your advice!"

The old man is very smart. Zhou Qing just touched him lightly, and he knew there was danger.

As soon as Zhou Qing left, the old man immediately closed the stall and went home quickly. He didn't dare to stay any longer.

Zhou Qing staggered to the outside of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. It was still morning, and the auction would start at noon.

Looking around, he went directly to the teahouse opposite and asked for a pot of tea!

Zhou Qing looked south while sipping tea!

There was a lot of people coming in this direction.

A group of fully armed soldiers riding tall horses and wearing golden armor surrounded an eight-lift bed and headed towards the city.

The bed was very strange. There was a beautiful maid standing at each corner. The whole bed was covered with a layer of white gauze, and no one could see what was inside.

After just one glance, Zhou Qing retracted his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

A breath like a tiger god of death enveloped his heart.

The person in the big bed was something he couldn't afford to offend. After just one glance, he felt as if death was imminent.

His heart was beating wildly, "Who the hell is this person? This is definitely not a warrior!"

"Those four maids are all first-class masters, with surging internal energy in their bodies!"

Zhou Qing thought about what he had to do at the auction today, "If things don't go well, we must retreat immediately after grabbing the magic skills, and we must not stay in the city!"