The blind man disappeared, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and saw the moon and stars were dim outside the window.
It’s still night...
Maybe I went to bed too early. I fell asleep while everyone was still at the dinner party. I don’t know what time it is now.
I roughly felt the state of my body. It was still quite painful, but it basically did not affect my ability to get out of bed and walk... I was able to get out of bed so quickly after being stabbed in the chest. The medicine of the Four Symbols Sect was indeed starting to become magical...
Of course, it is also closely related to the achievements of the Blood Shura Body. Although the Blood Shura Body is not defensive, it is at least thicker than a normal physique, its life force and blood are extremely vigorous, and its ability to withstand blows and recover is much stronger.
It is indeed necessary to further elevate the Blood Shura Body...
The fact that he had fought against opponents of higher levels many times, or that he had won every battle at the same level, was not only due to his comprehension of swordsmanship, but also had a lot to do with his Blood Shura Body. After all, his strength was stronger than those at the same level, and this was the basis for his performance.
Judging from the situation of this battle, the invulnerability of the corpse demon can be roughly regarded as a special physique. If the world changes drastically in the future and everyone has various special physiques, then my own will not stand out and will no longer have an advantage.
On the contrary, the disadvantage should be highlighted - after all, my meridians are still slightly weaker than those of ordinary people. I have solved this problem to the point where I can practice the first secret treasure well. What's next? It should be insufficient.
The blind man's meaning was very clear. No matter how the world situation changes, you alone can't play a big role. The most important thing for him is to improve his own practice.
In fact, Zhao Changhe opened the first level of secret treasure only in the first month of the year, and entered the human list in early February. It has only been a month and a half since then. In his heart, he can't help but have a subconscious thought of "I just reached this position, so I should stop for a while." But in the blind man's opinion, this stage is no different from the small stage of the first and second levels of the entrance, so there is no need to stop...
Different perspectives.
Now that the secret-level skills of the Blood Evil Art have been obtained, the next upgrade direction of the Blood Shura Body has also been determined, and it is indeed possible to go straight to the second-level secret treasure. Including the star intention required for sword forging, it should also be possible to open up a path at this stage.
If we say that this world is seriously divided from the previous era, then the ladder connecting the two is the various secret realms. Among them, those where there are still tribes like the Ancient Spirits contain a large number of things suitable for exploration at this stage.
There may be many similar tribes, such as the sea tribe, but the one with the deepest roots is really the ancient spirit tribe... It is really time to go and take a look.
But I always feel that the world is changing drastically. Is it appropriate to go to a large dungeon and not see the outside world at this time? I don’t know how many months it will take...
Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment and walked to the window.
Suddenly I was stunned. Under the moonlight, there was a bottle of medicine and a bowl of medicine soup on the table on the windowsill.
Zhao Changhe picked up the medicine soup, smelled it, took a sip, and found that the medicine soup was warm.
This medicine is... a strong evening makeup style. She taught me the medical theory and pharmacology, and I can recognize it after taking a sip.
A scene emerged in Zhao Changhe's mind: Tang Wanzhuang finished her social engagements and hurriedly hid in the house to boil the medicine herself. She secretly brought it over at night and entered through the window.
Then she looked at him sleeping, put the medicine aside carefully without disturbing him, looked back once, and left quietly.
Just imagining such a picture can make people feel soft in their hearts.
Zhao Changhe thought about it, drank the medicine in one gulp, pushed the door open and walked out, intending to go talk to Tang Wanzhuang.
I don’t know whether we are discussing follow-up ideas or love.
In fact, he could have imagined it a little more deeply.
Tang Wanzhuang not only boiled the medicine herself and brought it over, but also stood in the room under the moonlight and quietly watched him sleeping for half an hour.
Before leaving, she even touched his face... Then she withdrew her hand as if she had received an electric shock, and quickly left through the window.
If Zhao Changhe knew this, he would probably float up when he walks...
But when I walked out, I realized that I had no idea which courtyard Tang Wanzhuang lived in.
This was the former residence of the governor of Kuaiji and later the residence of the leader of Maitreya. Apparently a major purge had taken place after Tang Buqi moved in. Now there were no servants at all in the residence. Ying Wu, Cui Yang and others all lived on their own and did not need servants or guards, so it was difficult to find anyone to question them.
Listening carefully with all five senses, there is still noise in the city. Tang Buqi is directing the finishing work and clearing out the remaining Maitreya followers in the city. The work is not finished until late at night...
It's really not easy for this buddy... I don't know if he has come back to rest now.
Zhao Changhe sighed, and in a flash, he ran straight to the main courtyard. As for Tang Buqi's aunt, she must have been arranged to live in the main house, so there was no need to ask.
Zhao Changhe tiptoed to the main courtyard of the back house, and there were still no servants. The moonlight was like water in the courtyard, and a stone table was shining with a faint light, with some tea residue on it that had not been cleared away.
When he came to Kuaiji for the decisive battle, Baoqin was obviously not there. Imagining the scene of Tang Wanzhuang drinking tea alone in the courtyard and sighing to the moon, Zhao Changhe felt more and more itchy in his heart, so he gently walked forward and knocked on the door.
She definitely wasn't asleep, the medicine was still warm, and it was obvious that she had just returned.
There was a knock on the door, and sure enough, there was the rustling sound of someone getting dressed from inside, and the door opened with a creak.
Zhao Changhe's smile froze on his face.
Tang Buqi's big face appeared in front of him, with dark circles under his eyes that looked like he was dying of sleep. He asked helplessly, "Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"
Damn, you actually use the main house yourself. I can't believe this, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes. Where is your filial piety...
Zhao Changhe coughed twice. "I was in a coma while recovering from my injuries. It was dark when I woke up. You are the commander, so of course I want to talk to you about everything. I thought you had reached a high level of cultivation and didn't need to sleep much. I hope I didn't disturb you?"
Tang Buqi sighed: "I just went to bed and was about to rest... Nothing, just chat."
As he spoke, he went to the stone table to make tea: "Master Yuancheng came to visit and had tea here just now. I didn't have the energy to clean up."
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe sat aside and opened his wine gourd: "Stop boiling water, drink some wine?"
Tang Buqi smiled and said, "That's right, I forgot that you are not as interested in tea as wine."
Actually, Zhao Changhe is also interested in tea now, but he doesn't want to waste time boiling water, so he just talks a few words and leaves...
He poured Tang Buqi some wine as if nothing had happened, and sighed, "I never thought that you would become a famous general of Daxia..."
Tang Buqi said: "He is not a famous general. To be honest, fighting against the Maitreya Sect does not show his level. If he really fights with the Wang family one day, maybe his quality can be better verified."
"I feel like Wang Zhaoling can't beat you. At least he doesn't have your battle experience."
"The Wang family has fought against the Hu people in large numbers." Tang Buqi did not mention this, but said, "Speaking of which, I was afraid of death at the beginning. I was worried that I would die at any time without knowing where I would die if I traveled alone with a sword... Now I find that commanding battles is more suitable for me. After all, there are not many times when the commander needs to charge into the battle personally. When it is really necessary, I am not afraid."
"Because these are battles that I have planned and prepared for, so I feel confident?"
"Almost..." Tang Buqi smiled and said, "Although deep down I still envy the chicness of Jianghu... Ha, maybe it has never been suitable for me from the beginning to the end. That is a stage prepared for people like you."
"No, don't you look good riding a horse, leaning against a bridge, and waving your red sleeves? That's also chic in the martial arts world."
Tang Buqi glanced at him and said, "Is this why you're flirting with other girls?"
Zhao Changhe sipped his wine without saying anything.
Tang Buqi was extremely sleepy, and said listlessly: "I am too lazy to talk to you now. You come to me in the middle of the night to talk about these meaningless things? What's the serious thing? If you want to talk, hurry up, I want to sleep..."
Actually, I just wanted to ask you which room your aunt lives in. How can I ask now? Will you draw your sword and stab me
Zhao Changhe was racking his brains to find a topic when he heard Tang Wanzhuang's voice coming from outside the courtyard: "Why aren't you two resting yet? Drinking here in the middle of the night? Do you want to take care of your health?"
Turning around, I saw Tang Wanzhuang walking leisurely outside. Under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as a phantom.
Tang Buqi was about to complain that it was not me who neglected my health. I was tired after a day and just went to bed to close my eyes. It was this guy who came here for no reason and boasted about everything. I don’t know what he was doing...
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Changhe spoke first: "My minor injury has been cured thanks to the careful preparation of medicine... I was bored at night, so I went out for a walk. It happened that he was still awake, so we talked about old times and we got along quite well..."
Tang Buqi: “…”
Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes moved between the two men's faces, as if smiling: "Buqi has been very busy today, let him rest first, you two brothers can talk about anything tomorrow. Come with me, I'll take a look at your injury."
Tang Buqi blurted out: "No, I'm in good spirits. Aunt, you should not be alone with him. Why don't you have a drink together?"
The adulterers stared at him and said in unison: "What business does the young have with the adults' words? Go to sleep!"
Tang Buqi was filled with inexplicable grief and indignation. You guys don’t even want to act anymore, right
(End of this chapter)