Zhou Zhiruo was wearing Rainbow Feathers, and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She stood in front of Han Chen.
She was already a natural beauty, and now she was even more beautiful and moving, making people dare not look at her directly.
Exquisite and gorgeous rainbow-colored feathers wrapped around her graceful body. Her delicate outline was distinct and she was surrounded by beautiful flowers. Her precious clothes flickered with five-colored light, and she was extremely beautiful. She was like a fairy from the nine heavens.
"Young Sect Leader, is it nice?"
Han Chen had given her such a beautiful Rainbow Feathers without blinking. She was grateful and happy.
"Very beautiful!"
Han Chen nodded with a smile.
Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face blushed slightly when she heard Han Chen's praise. She looked extremely beautiful.
After eating some lychees and chatting for a while, Han Chen said,""It's getting late. Rest early. We still have to travel tomorrow.”
"En, you should rest early too!"
The sky gradually darkened. Zhou Zhiruo went back to her room to rest while Han Chen jumped out of the window and quickly left the inn. He ran for more than 30 miles and found a quiet place to cultivate the Art of Longevity.
The Art of Longevity.
It was an immortal-grade cultivation technique of the Great Tang world.
Absorbing the spiritual energy of all things in the world to cultivate one's body.
Under the starry sky, Han Chen sat cross-legged on a green mountain and began to practice the Art of Longevity.
As the seven major categories appeared in his mind, all the pores on his body opened up and absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turning it into the purest Xiantian True Qi and slowly storing it in his dantian.
The sun rose and the moon set, and time flew by.
The sun was rising in the east. Han Chen slowly opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air. He felt very comfortable.
His starry eyes shone brightly, and the Xiantian True Qi in his dantian was circulating endlessly. It was vast and powerful.
Bang!
Activating his Xiantian True Qi, he casually threw out a palm strike. The air instantly exploded, emitting a loud explosion.
In the past, the Pure Yang True Qi and the Undying True Qi were not as strong as this Innate True Qi.
Han Chen's eyes sparkled. He smiled and looked at the sky. It was getting late, and it was time to leave.
"Explosive Steps!"
Han Chen stomped on the ground and bounced away.
With a few simple ups and downs, he had already descended the Green Mountain and disappeared without a trace.
After returning to the inn, Han Chen and Zhou Zhiruo had breakfast. Then, they took White Jade Chasing Wind and left on horseback.
White Jade Chasing Wind was extremely fast, and Zhou Zhiruo was often left behind. Han Chen slowed down and the two of them galloped side by side, chatting and laughing along the way.
They enjoyed the scenery along the way and returned to Sichuan unhurriedly.
Dressed in a white robe that was whiter than snow, he traveled the world with a sword, possessed peerless martial arts, rode a white jade to chase the wind, and had a peerless beauty by his side. Han Chen's days were extremely carefree.
As time passed, Han Chen's understanding of the Art of Longevity deepened. He clearly felt that it was only a matter of time before he advanced to Houtian third stage.
After more than ten days, the two of them walked out of Hubei and arrived at Xiangtan, Hunan. They were not far from Yueyang.
The news of the massacre of 500 elite soldiers had spread throughout the world in the past ten days. Han Chen's name had also spread throughout the entire martial arts world.
Guo Zixing lost five hundred elite soldiers and Zhao Junyong, a fierce general. Naturally, he was furious. However, he was fighting with the Yuan Dynasty army and the front line was tight, so he had no time to withdraw.
The leader of the Hunan Revolutionary Army, Zhang Shicheng, had always been on bad terms with Guo Zixing. The two armies had fought many times. When he heard about Han Chen's battle at the Han River, he immediately had a plan.
At this moment, in Zhang Shicheng's main tent.
"Report!"
A scout suddenly ran into the tent and knelt on one knee. He said respectfully,""Commander Zhang, I've found Han Chen's whereabouts.”
He found it!
This was great!
Under the oil lamp, Zhang Shicheng, who was reading a book on war, put down the book in his hand and laughed. Where is Han Chen now?"
"Han Chen just arrived at Xiangtan yesterday," the scout replied respectfully.”
"Yue Yang? Good, it's exactly what I want."
Zhang Shicheng's eyes lit up. He was determined to win. He immediately ordered," Deputy General Jiang, lead 800 cavalry and immediately set out for Yue Yang. Bring Han Chen to me at all costs. Even if you have to kidnap him, you have to do it for me."”
Military orders were like mountains.
It had to be carried out.
"Yes, General!"
At the bottom of the tent, Deputy General Jiang stepped forward and cupped his fists."Marshal is awe-inspiring in all directions and has a mighty army in his hands. I believe that Han Chen, a martial artist, would not dare to reject you.”
"Well said. After the matter is done, I will reward you heavily, hahaha…"
Zhang Shicheng nodded in satisfaction and laughed.
"Thank you, Marshal!"
After Deputy General Jiang finished speaking, he received the military order and bowed.
Immediately, he ordered 800 cavalry to ride on their warhorses and immediately led his troops to set off, rushing towards Yue Yang.
……
Green Willow Heights.
The fragrance of osmanthus was wafting in the air. In the manor, the croaking of frogs could be heard in the lotus pond. A handsome young master was enjoying the cool under the willow with an ink-wash folding fan in his hand.
Zhao Min was still dressed in men's clothes and wore a golden crown on her head, looking valiant and valiant.
Ah Da and Ah Er stood behind her with respectful expressions.
"Princess, something big has happened at the bank of the Han River in Hubei.”
A Mongolian secret agent dressed in Han Chinese clothing and dressed like a Jianghu tycoon placed his right hand in front of his chest and performed Mongolian etiquette as he spoke respectfully to Zhao Mingong.
"Something big?"
"Why don't you tell me?"
Zhao Min smiled elegantly and waved her folding fan. A trace of curiosity hung on her cherry lips.
Ruyang Prince's Mansion was in charge of the Yuan Dynasty's military forces and had immense power. Zhao Min was quick-witted. Her spies were all over the world. Nothing could escape her eyes.
The secret agent said," Zhao Junyong led 500 rebel soldiers to the Han River to encircle and suppress a young swordsman. Many people saw him at the ferry. Who knew that this young swordsman's swordsmanship was so good that not only was he not killed, he even killed 500 rebel soldiers!”
"What?!"
"He killed 500 rebel soldiers by himself!”
The folding fan in Zhao Min's hand suddenly stopped flapping, and a hint of surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes.
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