Capital.

In an inconspicuous house, Zhao Huai'an and his like-minded friends live here.

Although there are people from the East and West factories who strictly investigate the capital, they also have comrades in the capital, and they are not worried about being found out, otherwise they will not have the opportunity to assassinate the high-ranking officials of the East Factory.

And if no one gives them a tip-off, they don't know the travel route of the senior officials of the East Factory.

"Brother Zhao, there is news from the palace, saying that Wan Yulou, the overseer of the East Factory, is going to check on the Longjiang Naval Shipyard next month."

"Obviously to check the completion of the shipbuilding project, but in fact, to use this time to exclude dissidents and harm Zhongliang!"

Zhao Huai'an nodded and asked, "Is the source reliable?" ”

"Reliable, it was personally confirmed by the people who came to the news a few times ago."

"Okay, then we will meet Wan Yulou, the overseer of the East Factory, I have heard that his martial arts are extremely high, I want to see if his martial arts can beat the sword in my hand!"

Zhao Huai'an raised his right hand, and the long sword was paced out of the scabbard, and a sound of sword groaning sounded.

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Palace.

The place where the West Factory oversees the rain field.

Yu Huatian sat upright, squinting at the kneeling people below, and the eunuch's unique shrill voice came out of his mouth.

"Can the news of that old thing in Wanyulou get out?"

"It has been spread, and we have confirmed that Zhao Huai'an and others have received this news and are preparing to assassinate Wan Yulou in the Longjiang Water Division Factory."

Yuhuatian walked around the kneeling man twice, and asked again, "Is Dongchang aware of it?" ”

"We are very secretive, and it is not spread through our people, so Dongchang should not know about us."

Yu Huatian nodded, "Very good." ”

"Overseer? Can we use this opportunity to capture Zhao Huaian and others in one fell swoop? ”

Bang!

Yu Huatian suddenly flicked his long sleeves, and the long sleeves were like a long stick with the support of internal strength, and instantly hit the body of the kneeling man.

Flying two feet away, spitting blood in his mouth! But he did not dare to get up, nor did he dare to look up at the overseer Yuhuatian.

"You can only answer questions, you can't ask questions, you know?" Yuhuatian approached slowly, bent down, and said condescendingly.

His tone was very light, like a breeze, and it seemed that it was not worth mentioning and did not take it to heart, and it seemed light and breezy.

However, the body of the kneeling man below trembled, and cold sweat soon dripped from his forehead, mixed with the blood in his mouth, and fell to the ground together.

Recite!

Yu Huatian suddenly moved his right wrist, and out of nowhere he shook out a long sword, and with a slight wave, a small sword flew out of the long sword!

The one who cuts straight to the ground!

Shout!

The neck was slashed open by a small sword, and the gurgling blood spurted out of the arteries in the neck like mist.

Yu Huatian stretched out his left hand, and the sleeve robe on his body rolled up, and it rolled towards the trace of blood that sprayed out.

But, after all, a drop fell on his robe!

Yu Huatian frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied, and secretly thought in his heart, "This Rama internal strength, the control power still does not reach the subtlety of the internal force, and it still needs to be practiced." ”

As soon as he pulled the rope on the robe, the entire robe was scattered, and then it was thrown to the ground by Yuhuatian, just covering the corpse of the person just now.

Yuhuatian slowly paced back to the house, and the filth in the courtyard was cleaned up by someone.

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Snow Valley.

Ji Zhen faced the sun, absorbing the qi of the sun at the beginning of the morning every day, and operating the Purple Aoi Sutra in his body.

The true qi circulated in the twelve canons for eighteen small weeks, and then it gathered together, like a river, rushing towards the eight veins of the Qi Sutra!

This time, Ji Zhen hopes to be able to open up the first vein of the eight veins of the Qi Jing!

Eight veins of strange scriptures!

It is the Ren pulse, the Du pulse, the Chong pulse, the belt pulse, the yin stilt pulse, the yang stilt pulse, the yin dimension pulse, and the yang vein.

The second meridian is the most important meridian, and it is also the most difficult meridian. Once opened, the True Qi circulation of the Twelve Righteous Meridians and the True Qi circulation of the Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra are linked, forming the Great Zhou Tian of True Qi Operation.

Rumble!

True Qi rushed into the Yang Wei veins, and in an instant, Ji Zhen felt that there seemed to be a roaring sound coming from the meridians.

The voice is not an external voice, but an inner voice, a voice that comes into the soul in the body.

Shocked by this sound, the true qi continued to rush into the Yangwei veins, and in an instant, it was like a canal bursting its embankment!

However, soon, the speed of the true qi in the body slowed down, and the operation of the true qi began to stagnate.

If the true qi in Ji Zhen's body is the water in the Yellow River, surging and flowing, like a water dragon. Then, the blockage in the Yangwei veins was like the mud and sand in the Yellow River, making his true qi stagnate.

The meridian attributes of the Yangwei vein itself are like the nine bends and eighteen bends of the Yellow River, after the twists and turns, the original true qi no longer has the kind of indomitable power.

On the contrary, the momentum was worn out by the meridians, and he could only circulate in the meridians, like a headless fly.

Seeing such a general situation, Ji Zhen couldn't help but sigh and control his true qi back into the Twelve Classics.

The first time to hit the Yang Wei pulse failed!

"It is still necessary to plan it slowly, not in a hurry, just like the treatment of sediment, it must be treated piece by piece. This pulse also needs to be dredged little by little. ”

Ji Zhen suppressed some unwilling feelings in his heart, knowing that he was too anxious, and secretly reflected.

"Ji Zhen, you come down, let's compete in swords again!"

Just as Ji Zhen wanted to think about the details of the pulse again, Shui Sheng's shout came from the valley.

Ji Zhen smiled slightly, broke a branch, and jumped down with light skills.

"How many times has this been? Ninety-eight, or ninety-nine? Standing opposite Shui Sheng, Ji Zhen looked at each other funny.

Shui Sheng lifted the branch, pulled a sword flower, and then pointed at Ji Zhen, his eyes were serious, "Not ninety-eight times, not ninety-nine times, but one hundred and eight times!" ”

Ji Zhen nodded, "Two sword competitions a day, sometimes even three times, so it seems that we have been in this snow valley for nearly three months." ”

"Three months and eight days!" Shui Sheng corrected Ji Zhen's words again.

Ji Zhen shrugged his shoulders, and the feeling of not caring jumped on his face. A finger of the branch in his right hand indicates that the water sheng can begin.

Shout!

Shui Sheng stabbed forward, and the swordsmanship unfolded, and he attacked towards Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen was still careless about Shui Sheng's swordsmanship, his left hand was behind his back, and a branch in his right hand broke Shui Sheng's swordsmanship.

However, Shui Sheng's talent is also good, in the process of competing with Ji Zhen, the swordsmanship is advancing by leaps and bounds, and it also has a significant effect on the control of internal force.

Now, the water sheng will no longer break the branches due to internal forces! It's just that in terms of swordsmanship, he is still not Ji Zhen's opponent.

"Twenty-three moves, twenty-four moves, twenty-five moves, medium!"

The branch in Ji Zhen's hand hit Shui Sheng's wrist Shenmen acupoint, and suddenly Shui Sheng's branch fell on the snow.

"It's progress! This time I can hold on to the twenty-fifth move, which is good! ”

Ji Zhen commented on Shui Sheng's swordsmanship, but he was so angry that the other party went into the snow cave again.