The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 183 Soldiers approaching the city

  Tang Wanzhuang went straight to Jinling that day. Zhao Changhe, who should have felt that it was completely meaningless for him to stay in the Tang family, was not in such a hurry to leave this time as before.

  On the contrary, he stayed in the guest courtyard quietly, and wrote another copy of the sword manual for Sisi before, and prepared to give it to Tang Buqi.

  It seems that the ups and downs outside do not exist at all.

   Speaking of writing another sword manual, not only is it not too annoying, but it's a bit funny.

  Like Tang Buqi, I thought that Tang Wan's makeup was all about business, and she didn't look like a real person. But in the end, she found out that she actually made some small plans for her own family. The saint's archway that existed in her inherent impression suddenly collapsed, but she didn't feel any collapse. Instead, she felt that people should be like this, and this is a human being.

  It's like arms intertwined in the night, so real and soft, it came out of the illusion in the Book of Heaven, and condensed in front of it.

  So "Tang Shouzuo" became Tang Wanzhuang.

  Writing a sword manual is tantamount to familiarizing yourself with the sword technique again, and at the same time calming down your mind again.

  Write sword manuals during the day, and at night, with the help of Tianshu, learn the mental method of "reflecting the moon in the water" and "stepping on the water and Lingbo" delivered by Tang Wanzhuang.

  This mental method is not for people to cultivate internal strength, but an auxiliary method, just like the "Bing Xin Jue" in many stories, the mind is as clear as ice, and the sky does not fall.

And "The Moon Reflected in the Water" is not only the effect of concentrating and meditating to screen out distracting thoughts, it is a bit like an upgraded version of Yue Hongling's teaching how to use the five senses to observe and perceive the surrounding situation. Reflect the heart, straight to the essence.

   This is extremely beneficial for combat, at least not afraid of false moves or phantom attacks, and can find the most suitable plan most accurately.

  So the premise of practicing it is of course to calm down, slow down, observe everything around, experience the washing of music, and appreciate the beauty of Taihu Lake. A frizzy mind that only knows how to fight and kill, how to feel such meaning?

  Why does the lightness skill of "Treading Water and Lingbo" have to be based on this mentality before it can be used?

   It is nothing more than the circulation of air and the weight of water around it, which can be detected at a glance and used.

  This has already involved the cognition of the heaven and the earth, how to use the heaven and the earth, not just the issue of self-cultivation. Compared with the "Treading Blood Without Trace" of the Blood God Sect, it is simply not a class thing.

  Perhaps all achievements in the world lead to the same goal, Yue Hongling must have a similar set, but at that time his own level was really not enough, and the five senses were not sensitive enough, so why skip the five senses and go straight to the heart?

  Actually, it is not enough now, Zhao Changhe doubts that this thing is most suitable after opening the secret treasure, after all, this thing is a bit close to concepts such as "spiritual awareness" and "spiritual consciousness". The thing given by the third place on the ground list, is it a joke...

  For now, the most effective thing is to concentrate the mind, which can stabilize the altar and prevent it from being invaded by demons.

  So the **** bead that was originally tasteless can come in handy.

After three days of eating in Tang's house for nothing, Zhao Changhe finally took out the bead that had been left in the corner for a long time, and started the long-stalled blood evil work Practice.

  ...

  The most significant difference between the cultivation of blood evil art and other exercises is that it not only requires energy nutrients, but also evil spirit. Without the core blood evil energy, blood evil art will lose its power beyond other exercises.

Energy nutrition is something that everyone is pretty much the same at the current level. It’s just a matter of eating well, drinking well, and taking some auxiliary medicine. .

After all, what everyone sees are basically mortal things, and at most it is better than someone else's medicine. Now Zhao Changhe is almost top-notch in this respect-this is why he did not firmly deny the identity of the prince with a shy face. Chi thinks that the "good luck" that is useful to him is poor in culture and rich in martial arts, and he really can't do anything well without resources.

   The nutrition is top-notch, and what is needed is nothing else.

   It is not as hard to find things that nourish evil spirits as heaven, material and earth treasures. To put it bluntly, even killing a lot of people can nourish evil spirits. More violent and condensed things are not uncommon. For example, there is a knife that has killed many people, and there are dragon sparrows. The Tomb of the Sword Emperor is even more evil, but it is difficult to extract it and turn it into one's own use.

   If you dare to **** the evil spirit of the dragon bird, you will be ghosted if you don't get slapped in the face.

  Anyway, things are not hard to find. One of Zhao Changhe's goals in going to the south of the Yangtze River is to find this kind of thing, and it is only now that he has gone around for a while.

  Zhao Changhe carefully probed into a trace of true energy to sense the universe inside the bead.

Just penetrated a little bit, and immediately felt hostility, violence, remorse, unwillingness, fear, all kinds of messy emotions rushed to the heart, energy and no energy, evil spirit and impure, useless ass, people The first time I wanted to throw this thing out.

   Well, that's what Maitreya does.

  Zhao Changhe would throw it away as usual, but now he has a way.

He let these messy qi rush towards his heart, and in his state of mind like the moon reflecting water, he could almost feel the scene of a group of little devils rushing and biting in front of the closed door, but the spiritual platform was stable and his heart was closed, these "little devils" The Devil" banged in vain, but couldn't open the door.

   This is the "inner demon", if you manifest them.

   This bead is just a corner inlay for the Blood God to build the formation. After the ages pass, it has lost its original appearance. What about something more ferocious? Zhao Changhe wasn't sure if this beginner's method could still stick to Lingtai.

  Anyway, it can be defended now, so why bother so far.

  Zhao Changhe was determined, and without a word, he penetrated into his own evil spirit, and came into contact with the evil spirit in the bead.

  A "boom" could almost be heard, the beads trembled, and the evil energy contained in it began to roll wildly, rushing viciously towards Zhao Changhe's flesh and blood, as if to tear it to pieces.

  The backlash effect of the evil spirit that he hadn't experienced for a long time began to ache again. Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth, allowing the evil spirit to wash away, combine with his own blood and absorb it, and turn it into his own use step by step.

  This is nourishing evil spirits, nourishing evil spirits with oneself.

  Cultivated to a certain level, the evil spirit howls, the blood is full of blood, and the power is infinite, even the gods and Buddhas will disappear in smoke, let alone ordinary enemies? His legs would only become weak from fright amidst such rage and ferocity.

  Very typical evil and devil skills, but no matter whether he is as righteous as Yue Hongling, or as pure as Tang Wanzhuang, no one expressed any objection to his practice of evil skills.

   Gongfa depends on the person.

  As long as he is upright and used upright, that evil skill is also a divine skill.

  ...

  Zhao Changhe doesn't know how many days he has practiced. Anyway, a few days ago, he wrote scores during the day and practiced mental techniques at night.

  After a few days, the sixth level of the Blood Fiend Kung Fu that he wanted to break through still felt not enough, but Zhao Changhe no longer felt the impatience he had before.

  Take your time, it’s not about eating and drinking water, how many heroes have practiced for so many years, and I have only had more than half a year.

  I feel that it is enough to make progress, and one day I will break through naturally.

   "Knock, knock, knock~" There was a knock on the door, and Tang Buqi shouted outside: "Brother Zhao, I'm sorry to bother you, have you finished your sword manual?"

  Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and the blood in his eyes flashed away: "It was fine a few days ago, but I don't have time to find you. You can pick it up when you come, and it's at the table by the window."

  Tang Buqi pushed open the door, and walked in with a jug of wine: "As soon as my aunt left, Maitreya raised his troops. Within a few days, everyone in the south of the Yangtze River responded, and it was already sweeping. Today, Wu Xing in Hangzhou is gone."

   "Isn't it already expected?"

   "Yes, there is another thing that I have expected is that the imperial court is slow to respond, and the heavenly soldiers have not come yet."

  Zhao Changhe laughed: "It seems that you are quite relaxed?"

Tang Buqi sighed: "What a relief, Gusu is really on the front line now, why don't you come to pick up the sword manual for so many days, I have no **** time, I'm so busy. By the way, Maitreya doesn't take Gusu He won’t stop once he pulls it out, his vanguard general and Bodhisattva of the ten dwellings have probably already set off from Wuxing and came around Taihu Lake at this time. If you want to leave, you should leave earlier, once the city is besieged, you won’t be able to leave.”

  Zhao Changhe was startled.

  I knew that Maitreya's momentum would rise very quickly, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.

   It's only been a few days, and the soldiers are already approaching the city.

  (end of this chapter)