After determining the exchange exercise, Song Lu began to write "Zhenwu Xuangong" silently.

Although the content of this exercise is not very much, that is, more than 6,000 words, Song Lu and the others did not leave in a hurry, but prepared to stay overnight and leave early tomorrow morning.

Because for the new cultivation method of "Qiankun Fist", they need Li Yizhi's hand-in-hand guidance in order to quickly get started and understand.

Although the cheats are very detailed, they are not as good as being taught.

As for "Zhenwu Xuangong", Li Yizhi also needs Song Lu to explain it again, so that he will not understand it wrongly.

"Zhenwu Xuangong" also emphasizes 'meaning', and when cultivating, you need to imagine yourself as a Xuanwu, swallowing aura against heaven and earth, which is different from "Tui Shan Zhang" imagining itself as a sacred mountain, so the efficiency of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is far more than that.

At the same time, the core method of compressing the true element of "Zhenwu Xuangong" is also completely different from the cyclone mode of "Tui Shan Zhang", which is to control the true qi in the body to turn into the form of Xuanwu, and then simulate Xuanwu swallowing the true qi and condensing it into the true element.

This process is a great test of people's 'gods'.

In other words, a person who is born with a strong 'god' will get twice the result with half the effort by cultivating "True Martial Xuangong", which is almost tailor-made for Li Yizhi.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Li Yizhi put down "Zhenwu Xuangong", slowly closed his eyes, he was ready to practice and try the effect.

The foundation of cultivating "True Martial Xuangong" is to imagine yourself as a Xuanwu, swallowing spiritual energy against heaven and earth.

This may be difficult for ordinary people.

But for Li Yizhi, it is very easy, because he has the ability to think concretely, and can directly visualize the image of Xuanwu in his mind, and then replace it with his body.

This method is far stronger than imagining oneself as a Xuanwu.

Just like when he followed Chen Zhen to learn the bear pile, he could stand in the city for the first time, which was vivid, but Chen Zhen had stood for more than ten years, but he could never touch it.

As soon as his mind moved, a hideous Xuanwu appeared in Li Yizhi's mind, which rose and fell in the endless sea, raising its head and swallowing it.

Immediately, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth turned into majestic air currents, drilling into Li Yizhi's body from all directions, and then sinking into the dantian and turning into true qi.

It's just that this true qi didn't stay in the dantian for long, so it came out and merged into the flesh and blood of the whole body.

""Zhenwu Xuangong" really deserves to be one of the three great masters of the Song family, and the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is at least three times that of "Pushing the Mountain Palm"."

Li Yizhi was overjoyed, and immediately, he immersed himself in cultivation.

A large amount of spiritual energy was transformed into true qi, and then integrated into his body, making his body grow rapidly, Li Yizhi felt that at this cultivation speed, it would not take him a month to break through again.

Time passed slowly, the moon set and the sun rose, and it was another day.

After breakfast, Li Yizhi sent Song Shidao and the three out of the city, they were going to transport salt to Sichuan this time, and they couldn't stay longer.

Outside the gate in the east of the city, Li Yizhi and Song Shidao said goodbye.

"Yizhi, you don't need to send it, please go back."

Song Shidao arched his hand and said, while Song Yuzhi was reluctant.

"Cherish all the way, please!"

Li Yizhi's eyes sent Song Shidao and the three of them away, and then turned around and returned to the city.

Just walked into the city, a middle-aged man with an indifferent face stood in front of him, it was Yu Wenhua.

Li Yi's heart was secretly shocked, and his first reaction was that his identity was exposed.

But then he calmed down, because he had just gone through all the details, and Yu Wenhua didn't recognize him for a reason.

Li Yizhi frowned slightly, and arched his hand: "This general, why do you want to block the way down?" ”

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling both looked nervous and wary.

Yu Wenhua and his expression was indifferent, he glanced at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling lightly, and then said to Li Yizhi: "Presumably you are the painting saint, this chief is ordered by the emperor to invite you to enter the palace and paint a portrait of Your Majesty." ”

Li Yizhi knew that he couldn't shirk this matter, so he had to nod and say, "Then there is Manager Lao, shall we go now?" ”

"Naturally, without further ado, you must know that during this time, Your Majesty has urged you several times, but you are very calm, and you did not appear until today, ignoring the holy decree in vain. If it weren't for me sending someone to keep an eye on the Song family, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to find you. ”

Although Yu Wenhua and his voice were indifferent, the coldness in his words was fully revealed.

During this time, things were not going well for him.

First, the "Recipe for Longevity" was taken away, so that he was reprimanded by Yang Guang, and then the treasure house of the palace was stolen, losing nearly 50,000 taels of gold, and other precious medicinal materials were stolen.

Yu Wenhua and the head of the forbidden army as the palace are naturally fully responsible.

What's more, then another Goryeo assassin infiltrated the palace and wanted to assassinate Yang Guang.

Although it didn't succeed in the end, it also frightened Yang Guang, and afterwards Yang Guang was furious and scolded Yu Wenhua with blood.

Therefore, in order to win Yang Guang's favor and save his image, he had to send a large number of people to look for the painting saint everywhere, hoping to make up for his mistakes.

However, Li Yizhi's whereabouts are lost in the sea, and they can't be found at all, and the only clue is that the son and the young lady of the Song family once feasted each other.

Therefore, after he heard that the Song family's salt ship docked at the dock again yesterday, he immediately asked people to follow him, and finally found Li Yizhi.

After looking for so long to find it, Yu Wenhua and his heart were naturally unhappy, if it wasn't for Yang Guang wanting to see, he would want to kill him directly, out of the sulking in his heart, anyway, he was just a lowly painter.

Li Yizhi said lightly: "The chief manager is serious, Li is just a nameless junior, the court is too far away from me, and I don't know that His Majesty has issued a holy decree, otherwise I would have taken the initiative to enter the palace." ”

Yu Wenhua snorted undeniably, then turned around and left.

Li Yizhi explained a few words to Kou Zhong and the others, then chased after them, quickly got into a carriage, and headed towards the Jiangdu Palace.

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Jiangdu Palace.

After a strict physical examination to ensure that there were no dangerous objects on his body, Li Yizhi was brought into the main hall by an attendant to meet Yang Guang.

Stepping into the main hall, Li Yizhi saw Yang Guang sitting on the dragon throne.

Under the dragon seat, there is a dragon platform with a width of thirty or forty meters, which is full of beautiful concubines Ji E, not to mention fifty or sixty people, all the stars and moons are gathered around the dragon seat, waiting for Yang Guang to eat fruits.

At the foot of the steps of the dragon platform, a middle-aged man with a mighty figure stood proudly, it was Dugu Sheng of Dugu Valve, who was Yang Guang's personal guard.

Yang Guang's face was pale, like a dead man, his eyes were sunken, his lips were black, anyone could see that he was running out of energy, and his time was running out.

Without looking too much, Li Yizhi walked to the hall, bowed down and said, "Grass people Li Yizhi, please see Your Majesty." ”

Yang Guang smiled debaucherily and touched the chest of the concubine beside him, and then sat up slightly straight and looked at His Highness.

Then, he straightened his face and asked, "What kind of painting saint are you, why did you only enter the palace now?" ”

Although Yang Guang was not far from death, the majesty of the questioning was also like a storm, pressing towards Li Yizhi.

The entire hall was silent in an instant!

Even the concubines who had been dissolute before were reined in, not to mention His Royal Highness's chamberlains and other officials.

Everyone's eyes looked at Li Yizhi in unison, like countless sharp swords, as if they were about to pierce him.

When encountering such a scene, even if it is Yu Wenhua, I am afraid that I will be frightened.

In fact, Yu Wenhua, who was standing on the side, did lift his heart, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile.

is just a painter, and he dares to despise Yang Guang's holy decree, and he simply doesn't know how the word 'death' is written.