"The first law of strength?"

Shi Qinghuai remembered that he had read this concept on the forum, and it was said that there were three thousand laws between heaven and earth, and twelve supreme truths, and the supreme truth was called the Tao in the eastern country!

Strength is one of the twelve supreme truths, and within it naturally derives a system of laws about power, and every trialist who uses the Force cannot escape the constraints and laws of power. If you want to get rid of the shackles of pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info you must master the system of laws under the power in order to finally reach the realm of the supreme truth.

At present, there are four laws of strength determined by the trials.

The first rule of strength: into the subtlety;

The Second Law of Strength: Giant;

The third law of strength: self-determination;

The fourth law of strength: stop water.

The four laws represent the four heavens and the earth, constituting the supreme truth system, of course, this is only the limit of people's cognition so far, and no one knows whether there is a fifth law of strength. For throughout the ages, no one has truly grasped the supreme truth, not even the gods!

It turned out that the feeling of seeing the subtleties just now was the embodiment of mastering the first law of strength...... Shi Qinghuai closed his eyes and concentrated, and once again entered the state of mystery. His heart fluttered as he saw a black-spotted insect fly in front of him, four pairs of leaf-like wings on its back trembling rapidly, causing tiny ripples in the air around it. All of this was hidden in Shi Qinghuai's eyes, including the frequency of the flying insects flapping their wings, and the direction of the air flow carried by the wings.

He did not catch the movement of the flying insect through his vision far beyond ordinary people, but by feeling the force of the air flow and the vibration of his wings first, and then locked on to such a small insect.

"That's what it is...... Detailed? Shi Qinghuai stretched out his big hand in a daze and circled the flying insect in the air into his palm. No matter how the flying insect flapped its wings, as long as it made a movement that consumed its strength, even if it was just shaking its forelimbs and tentacles, Shi Qinghuai could sense its movements for the first time, and then block all its movements.

The meticulousness of "meticulousness" can be seen.

Mao Yulan, who was next to him, stood quietly watching this scene, with a thoughtful look on his face. The Four Laws of Strength are a difficult problem that plagues all trialists, and among the many trialists throughout the ages, there are only a handful of beings who can touch the essence of power. Of course, there are destined to be powerful celestial talents in all ages who touch this field, and there is a precedent for the "chosen son" to awaken and directly grasp a law. But a newcomer like Shi Qinghuai, who has been a trialist for less than a month, has comprehended the first law of strength in just ten days of cultivation, which is simply unimaginable!

It's no wonder that Mao Yulan has a little jealousy, she has been a trialist for more than ten years, and has experienced hundreds of crises from birth to death, and so far she has only been able to touch the edge of the law of wind. However, compared to the supreme truth, ordinary laws such as the Law of the Wind are like decaying fluorescence among the grasses, and they cannot catch up with the bright moon in the sky in any way, and the difference between the two sides cannot be calculated by quantity.

After assessment, it was confirmed that Shi Qinghuai's talent was much worse than that of the "Chosen One", and it was not worth spending a lot of effort in the organization to cultivate. But the other party's potential is extremely amazing, and he can comprehend the law of strength in a short period of time, and in theory, such a talent should not be buried no matter what.

"I'm not a genius, but I'm a demon." Mao Yulan made a final evaluation of Shi Qinghuai in her heart. She looked at the young man with clear eyebrows in front of her, and the sharpness between her eyebrows gradually eased, and she turned to feel sorry for the scrapped sofas, tables and chairs.

"Xiao Lu!" Mao Yulan opened her mouth and exhaled, and Deacon Lu, who had been standing outside the door, immediately opened the door and walked in. He seemed to be accustomed to such a messy scene, and without Mao Yulan's continued instructions, he took the initiative to step forward and start quickly cleaning the room full of waste, and then returned to the reception room with a brand-new table and chair that was more than one person high...... In less than a quarter of an hour, except for the surrounding walls, the rest of the reception room had been restored to its original neat appearance.

"The painter will be there in the afternoon." Deacon Lu, who had tidied up a huge reception room, did not change his face and his heart did not beat, and there was not a drop of sweat on his face, and he bowed gracefully and asked Mao Yulan for instructions.

"Let's do it first." Mao Yulan didn't mean to drive him away, so Deacon Lu stood aside by himself, during which he kept staring at Shi Qinghuai with strange eyes, which made Shi Qinghuai shiver several times involuntarily. Obviously, this Deacon Lu has been paying attention to the battle between the two from the beginning, Shi Qinghuai can't help but muttering a little in his heart, this deacon who protects the lord is not thinking about how to retaliate against him at this moment, so as to make the hostess angry, right?

"First of all, congratulations, little brother, for passing our assessment." Mao Yulan sat on the brand-new sofa, and the whole person instantly became extremely lazy, she looked at Shi Qinghuai with charming eyes, "If you want, we can start discussing various matters about this mission." ”

"It's an honor." Shi Qinghuai sat down facing Mao Yulan as a matter of course, looking respectful as if he was listening to his orders. From this moment on, he officially won Mao Yulan's recognition, and from now on he can be regarded as half of Mao Yulan's confidant. Of course, it can only be counted as half, Mao Yulan's order does not have any binding effect on him, and he has no other connection with the Tongmaguan.

In his heart, Mao Yulan is just a guide for himself, and he has to rely on his own choices in the future.

"This is the detailed information about the attendees in the Jiuxiang Garden banquet tomorrow, you can take it back and study it carefully." Mao Yulan spread out his palms upwards and took the thick bag of archives handed by Deacon Lu. After tearing open the file bag, she pulled out the top stack of materials inside, put it in front of Shi Qinghuai's eyes and shook it.

On the front of the page is a half-length black-and-white photo of a middle-aged man with a big belly, and a detailed text description next to the photo. Shi Qinghuai didn't have time to read it for a while, and only memorized the nine big characters of "Jiang Li, Senior Advisor of the Skylark Sect".

"Do you see this person? I don't care what method you use, as long as you can get the attention of this old fox at the banquet, I will count you as having completed your mission. ”

Mao Yulan's words made Shi Qinghuai inexplicable, what does it mean to attract attention? This request is too vague. A glance is also attention, and staring for a minute is also attention, where is the boundary during this period?

"Looks like you haven't figured out what I mean." Mao Yulan saw Shi Qinghuai's confused expression, so he explained to him in detail, "This old fox is a big master above the master level, and he is cunning and cautious on weekdays. ”

Shi Qinghuai was said to smile bitterly, although he had already reached the highest stage of the door steps, but in front of these big people, his current strength was still not worth mentioning, this fact was indeed depressing.

"In other words, you're going to make me make trouble at the banquet?" Shi Qinghuai licked his lips, only to feel his blood boiling inexplicably.

Causing trouble at this kind of luxurious banquet, there are big forces behind it, and it is exciting to think about that scene.

But when he thought about it, he felt a little incredible. Mao Yulan, as the hostess of Jiuxiang Garden, is the organizer of the banquet, but she wants to ask herself to make trouble with an outsider in the banquet, what kind of trouble does she want to make?