The Agreed Day
Li Zhichang explained more than 20 questions to Mei Chaofeng. Mei Chaofeng's face alternated between excitement and unhappiness. What had she and Chen Xuanfeng been practicing for so many years?
The Nine Yin Divine Claw was a complete mess. Now that he had mastered the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, he could only completely abolish the cultivation technique if he wanted to cultivate it again.
Li Zhichang didn't continue explaining to Mei Chaofeng. He left the residence of Prince Zhao in a hurry.
After returning to his courtyard, he immediately copied down the Nine Yin Scripture overnight. He also copied down the Nine Yin Scripture he had obtained in the ancient tomb into a book.
He was very obsessed with the "spirit" type of cultivation techniques in essence, qi, and spirit. He immediately began to use the Soul Assimilation Technique and the Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar.
The Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar involved the sound wave technique and the divine soul level. When cultivating it, the commotion was too great.
Therefore, he could only go to a place outside the city to cultivate. Recently, many people said that the dilapidated temple outside the city had started to be haunted. There were even people who treated Quan Zhen Sect's Taoist priests to perform rituals.
After more than ten days, the Ghost Prison's Yin Wind Roar was considered to have reached the basic level. It was difficult to use this skill. After all, he was from the Quan Zhen Sect, a righteous sect. Why did he cultivate a demonic skill?
No matter how one looked at it, the Ghost Prison's Yin Wind Roar was not a true martial art.
As for the Soul Assimilation Technique, the failure rate was very high. Li Zhichang felt that even if he wanted to cultivate the Soul Assimilation Technique to a 100% success rate, he would still need a lot of time.
During this period of time, he had been practicing repeatedly with the Jin Kingdom soldiers and the Yellow River Gang's lackeys. The success rate for the Jin Kingdom soldiers who did not know kung fu was one in five.
For the Yellow River Gang lackeys who had practiced some kung fu, the success rate was one in eight.
Of course, these minions were not from the martial arts world. Li Zhichang had found more than twenty third-rate masters, but none of them had succeeded.
There were a lot of third-rate masters in Dadu City. Just Wanyan Honglie's guards, there was a small group of third-rate masters. There were a lot less second-rate masters.
Tomorrow was the appointed time for Beggar's Sect. In the past half a month, Li Zhichang's martial arts had improved a lot. Li Huai learned five words every day, and then ten words. If he did not force him, he would not know his potential.
As long as he knew 500 words, he could say that he was literate. In another month or two, he was prepared to teach him some introductory martial arts, Quanzhen Internal Strength.
Quanzhen Internal Strength was taught to outer sect disciples or secular disciples who had just entered the sect. The progress was slow, but it was an authentic Taoist cultivation method after all. It would not cause Qi deviation or damage to the meridians of the body.
After cultivating the Quanzhen Internal Art, there was no conflict at all when cultivating the Quanzhen Great Dao Art or the Hunyuan Art.
If he cultivated the Quanzhen Great Dao Song or the Art of the Origin, there would not be any problem for him to change to the Golden Gate Jade Locking Art.
After all, Quan Zhen Sect's internal energy was of the same origin and originated from Xiantian skills.
Every night, Li Zhi would often use the Xiantian True Qi of the Xiantian Technique to nourish Li Huai's meridians. At that time, the early stage of cultivation would be five to six times faster than other people who had just started.
The next day,
Li Zhichang tidied himself up and did not wear any flashy clothes. After all, he was representing Quan Zhen Sect so he naturally had to wear Quan Zhen Sect's Daoist robes. He then took out his sword. Riding his date red horse, he rushed out of the city alone.
The reason why he did not bring Li Huai along was because he only had one horse. Moreover, Li Huai did not know how to ride a horse, nor did he know Qinggong. He was a complete burden.
The Beggar's Sect members who were secretly watching heaved a sigh of relief. In the past half a month, Li Zhichang's figure had always disappeared from their eyes.
They thought that Li Zhichang had fled to avoid punishment.
There were more than 200 beggars gathered in the Mountain God Temple outside the city. They were all disciples with three bags or more.
Not every disciple of Beggar's Sect learned Kung Fu. After reaching the third bag, they could accept external techniques from higher-level disciples.
"After upgrading to a four-bag disciple, you can get a basic internal energy. If you have merit, you will be given a higher level martial arts."
When one reached the fifth bag, they would be a middle-level high-level disciple. They would belong to many of the deacon's subordinates and would be bestowed with one or two martial arts.
Six bags of disciples were Branch Masters.
The disciples in the seven bags were either the chief or an elder, the person in charge of a large city.
The eight bag elders were all at the headquarters of Junshan and occasionally patrolled the other Beggar's Sect's territories.
Nine Bags Elders only had the cudgel head, the bowl master, the law enforcement elder, and the skill-imparting elder.
The leader of the club was second only to the leader.
This time, the person who invited him was the Chief of the Majestic City, Tian Changshan.
At this moment, Tian Changshan had brought the seven Six-bag Branch Leaders to the Mountain God Temple.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Tian Changshan asked,"Why isn't he here yet? Did he run away?"”
A Chapter Leader said,"This subordinate has received a messenger pigeon from the city's surveillance. That golden dog is already on his way here."
At this moment, a Beggar's Sect disciple came over and reported," Chief, there's a Daoist outside. He said he's Qiu Chuji from Quan Zhen Sect.”
When Tian Changshan heard this, he said,"Hurry up and invite him in!"”He thought about it randomly and said,"Let's go out and invite them."”
Under Tian Changshan's lead, a group of people came outside." Are you Perfected Qiu Changchun Zi from Quan Zhen Sect?”
Qiu Chuji saw that the other party had given him enough face and was also happy. Qiu Chuji has seen the few righteous men of Beggar's Sect!”
"Please come in. Beggar's Sect is a group of beggars.”Tian Zhangshan said.
"What are you talking about? I'm just a Taoist priest in the mountains, not some noble…"
The group of people entered the Mountain God Temple while exchanging pleasantries.
This Mountain God Temple was the headquarters of the Beggar's Sect's Dirty Clothes Sect. Due to the conflict between the Dirty Clothes Sect and the Pure Clothes Sect, and the fact that the Pure Clothes Sect had to deal with the Gold Men because of some of their businesses, some of the Pure Clothes Sect's people had secretly sided with the Gold Men.
Didn't they hear the news of a large number of Beggar's Sect gathering? Wanyan Hong Lie also knew that it was the Pure Clothes Sect that passed the news.
Beggar's Sect ruined many of his, Wanyan Honglie's, matters. The enmity between the two sides was very big. This time, Wanyan Honglie heard that someone killed a six bag branch leader of Beggar's Sect and prepared to settle the grudges with Beggar's Sect.
He ordered his most powerful subordinate, the Thousand-Armed Man, to kill Peng Lianhu and bring his subordinates to cheer for Li Zhichang and win him over at the same time.
Peng Lianhu was a thief who killed people without blinking. He had many subordinates and was nicknamed the Thousand-handed Butcher. The term " Thousand-handed " meant that he was good at using hidden weapons and his kung fu was fast. Ren Tu was saying that he was ruthless and merciless. As long as he attacked, he would not show mercy. In order to achieve his goal, he would do anything. However, he was meticulous and had a wide knowledge of martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have dared to make a ten-move agreement with Huang Rong to inquire about her martial arts skills. In the original novel, it was mentioned that Peng Lianhu was short, but his eyes were like lightning, agile, and cunning. He was quite famous in the Central Plains. His main weapon was a pair of copper judge pens.
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