In the evening, night had just fallen in Wushan Town, and the soldiers outside the town had already finished their meal. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, Li Rengui didn't eat much at this meal, and he didn't eat very happily.

Ever since he was provoked by Mamorichi in the morning, his mood has been in a state of anger.

He thought that after he left Zhao Banshan and became the squire of the military department, no one dared to speak to him like before.

But today, he heard the same words and the same humiliating words from Ma Shouyi's mouth.

"How can this be true? Ma Shouyi, you puppet dare to insult me like this." He said angrily.

And in his hand, another piece of paper full of small letters, was torn to shreds.

"Piff, reckless, I'm going to... I will ask the emperor to punish you."

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he almost roared, shouting.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a new, white piece of paper and continued to write.

He writes hard, he writes quickly, and he scolds as he writes.

"Reckless, do you really think how many people you can kill with the weapons in your hands?"

He has always believed that the weapons of people who practice martial arts are useless, no matter how strong they are, they can only kill thousands of people.

He always thought that the pen in his hand was the strongest weapon in the world.

Because, a few years ago, he once relied on a pen and a piece of paper to make the 30,000 soldiers fall to him, and made Zhao Banshan hide in the mountains and live like a mouse.

"Hmph, Ma Shouyi, let's see."

Put down the pen and pick up the paper.

I saw him reading this work of his own with satisfaction.

He knew that as long as his letter could be accepted to the emperor, Ma Shouyi would definitely be punished.

"Master Lee".

Just as he looked triumphantly at his letter, a soft cry sounded from behind him.

Suddenly, he felt strange because the man's voice was coming from behind him, not from outside his tent.

He remembered that he was the only one in his account.

So, with an ominous premonition, he turned around.

And at this moment, he had indeed completed the action of turning back, and he had already seen the person behind him.

It's just that just when he wanted to shout, he found that the breath in his chest couldn't be released no matter what.

Because, a masked man in black in front of him had already inserted the long knife in his hand into his chest.

Li Rengui looked at the knife on his chest in disbelief, and also looked at the eyes of the man in black.

In an instant, he seemed to think of something, and he seemed to know the identity of the other party.

But his time was running out, so he could only say.

"Why........ Why.. Want.. Kill...".

One word after another, it seemed as if they were all squeezed out of his throat.

It's light, it's dumb.

It's just that he couldn't say the last word 'I'.

……..

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At the same time, after dinner.

Mu Yiyi followed his senior brother to the other party's camp tent and wanted to talk to his senior brother.

"Senior brother, do you remember what you did yesterday when you lost your heart?"

Shi Wuwei was also stunned when he was asked by his junior sister.

I quickly recalled the situation in my mind.

But he could only vaguely remember that his consciousness at that time was no longer clear, as if there was indeed a force in his body controlling his body.

"This....I don't remember either... What's wrong? … I'm not going to be scary, am I? ”。

When Mu Yi saw this, he danced and gestured all over the place, and described it at the same time

"It's terrible. Senior brother, you were like a big devil back then."

"The Great Devil?". Shi Wuwei frowned and muttered.

When the junior sister said this, he seemed to remember some fragments.

Huh? I remember that I just wanted to kill the hemp robe. Isn't that right?

Mu Yiyi said, "At that time, the senior brother was full of black gas, and his eyes were even more red."

"Senior brother, did you feel anything unusual in your body at that time?"

Shi Wuwei saw that his junior sister was so serious, but he really couldn't remember the situation at that time.

So, he could only say helplessly, "I only remember that the true qi in my body seemed to be boiling at that time, and it directly washed away my consciousness." And it wasn't until I woke up that I realized that I was in this barracks."

After listening to Senior Brother's words, Mu Yiyi determined a few points, and thought to himself, "It seems that Senior Brother Wang's guess is not wrong, and Senior Brother's true qi is really problematic."

After thinking about it, she continued, "Senior brother, Senior Brother Wang once guessed that because the master's vertical and horizontal true qi was too domineering, and senior brother, you took the fierce Taixuan Pill again. This Taixuandan made the senior brother's true qi a little more domineering, which led to the fact that with the senior brother's cultivation at this time, it was difficult to control this true qi. That's why Senior Brother felt that his consciousness was washed away that day."

Shi Wuwei's face was a little ugly.

Because if it is according to what the senior sister said, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him to be in such a state?

So, he said.

"If that's the case, then why didn't the master explain?".

Did the master say that this would happen when he passed on the recipe to him?

Moreover, he didn't seem to have heard of any cultivators being swayed by their true qi and consciousness.

"This... Only the old man himself knows." Mu Yiyi was also puzzled.

But then, he told the rumors about the master that Wang Zhengnan told her

.....

And after hearing the rumor, Shi Wuwei said with an ugly face.

"According to what my sister said, my situation at that time was indeed very similar to the rumored appearance of the master."

He remembered that at that time, the vertical and horizontal true qi in his body was pouring out uncontrollably, and he remembered that there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill, kill everyone who stood in his way.

However, after thinking of the master's kind appearance, he really didn't want to believe that the master would behave like that.

Especially for those war horses. 30,000 war horses, let alone killing, even if he thought about that scene, he didn't think he could imagine it.

So, without waiting for the junior sister to speak, he continued.

"Senior sister, is there a way to rescue or alleviate it?"

Mu Yi said with a smile when he saw that his senior brother was puzzled.

"Well, Senior Brother Wang said that the Confucian exercises may be helpful to Senior Brother's True Qi. And one by one happens to know several Confucian exercises."

………

After a while, Mu Yiyi taught Shi Wuwei, a method of Confucianism that could control true qi.

However, when Shi Wuwei reluctantly wrote down this mental method, he was puzzled.

"Senior sister, what kind of martial arts is this? It's hard to practice."

The junior sister only taught him the mental method, and did not explain the origin and name of this martial art.

So he had a feeling that he couldn't eat through.

It's just that Mu Yiyi didn't answer, but stretched out the two fingers of his right hand, made a condensing sword shape, and said, "Senior brother, look."

Immediately after, a stream of true qi surged to her two fingertips, which were as white as jade.

In an instant, this true qi condensed into a three-inch-long platinum sword.

And at the moment when this small sword was formed, Shi Wuwei only felt an extremely sharp intent, and it was rushing towards him.

"It's... This sword..... if the domineering true qi in my body is extremely fierce, then this little sword of my junior sister is probably extremely sharp."

The sword was not long, only three inches, but it felt as if it could pierce through everything.

Mu Yi smiled when he saw the other party staring at the small sword without saying a word.

"Senior brother, the true qi in your body is more than domineering, but it is scattered. Every sword qi that Senior Brother emitted, in fact, a lot of true qi would dissipate in heaven and earth, making it difficult to exert its true power."

Indeed, Shi Wuwei also felt that his control over the true qi was too bad.

He knew that the vertical and horizontal true qi in his body was extremely domineering.

But he also knew that at this time, he was like a rich mountain farmer. Although he has a lot of money, he still only knows how to eat porridge and vegetables, and does not know the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

"But it's okay. In the future, the senior brother only needs to follow the mental methods taught one by one, and condense the true qi every day, until he can condense the qi at will and gather it into a blade. After that, the senior brother's control of the internal force will naturally improve."

"Condensation? Gathering gas into a blade? Shi Wuwei muttered.

But while he was still savoring these words, the senior sister had changed her appearance, and said with a solemn face, "But senior brother, this mental method can only be cultivated by oneself in private." It must not be used in front of people, especially in front of Confucian people."

"Senior sister, why is this?"

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