Somehow, Zuo Qian gradually began to like this kind of masochistic training method, for no other reason, which made him gradually feel back to the days when he was in Jinyiwei, although it was hard and cruel, but after all, there was a robe where he lived and died, after all, it was his former home, in addition to that, Zuo Qian could feel the feeling of increasing internal strength every day, and his strength was getting stronger every day, which made him obsessed with this masochistic way of practice.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, but with a tenacity and mind that does not fit his age, this is naturally Zuo Qian, although the age of his current body is not yet thirteen years old, but after all, he is a human being in two lives, and this psychological age has already exceeded thirty.

"Hurry up, at your speed, even an eighty-year-old grandmother can catch up with you", while driving the carriage, he picked up the whip and whipped Zuo Qian's body.

For this kind of masochistic training, Zuo Qian has long been accustomed to it, and it can be said that it has slowly become a sick enjoyment.

I saw that Zuo Qian's body was not only full of iron pieces that exceeded his own weight, but also carried a thigh-thick log nearly a foot long on his shoulder, and he ran next to the carriage like this, but in such a state of overload with his whole body, he could still run as well as the carriage, but in Chen Mianmian's eyes, this was far from enough.

Of course, all this may have collapsed for ordinary people, not to mention the state of overload of the whole body, even if you tie a sandbag to your body, you can't run for so long, all thanks to the two sets of exercises that Zuo Qian is practicing now, Xuantian Lu and Blood Sword Sutra.

Whenever Zuo Qian was training in an overloaded state, as long as he ran the Heart Method Mantra of the Blood Knife Sutra, then Zuo Qian's internal force would soar like riding a carriage.

It may be like those who practice external skills, they are all muscles that are practiced horizontally, or a certain part of the body that has been practiced for a long time has reached a lesion, but Zuo Qian is different, he does not have those horizontal flesh who specialize in external skills, and some are just a well-proportioned golden ratio body, so that he can give full play to his strength in battle.

Although he was whipped to his back by Chen Mianmian, and even the blood beads were beaten, Zuo Qian didn't seem to feel it, there is a famous saying: If you want to beat someone, you must first learn to be beaten. Otherwise, if you hit someone else, they can resist the beating, but if someone beats you and you can't stand the pain, then you will be in trouble.

"Uncle Chen, we've been gone for a month and a half, how long will it take to get to our fiefdom?" Zuo Qian asked breathlessly as he wiped the sweat from his head.

When Chen Mianmian heard Zuo Qian's words, he was slightly happy in his heart, if nothing else, he rushed to Zuo Qian's 'we', Chen Mianmian hesitated, as if he was thinking about the distance of this part of the road.

"If it is at the current rate, it will be there in half a month"

"Can that be faster?"

"If you hadn't been delayed on the way, we would have arrived a long time ago"

'Whew'

There was another sound of whips, which happened to hit Zuo Qian's back this time, and Zuo Qian's one was gone, so painful that Zuo Qian's mouth was crooked, and he scolded and scolded: "I said Lao Chen, you can't play cards with common sense?"

This made Zuo Qian panic, and he didn't call Uncle Chen anymore, but called Lao Chen directly.

"Don't worry, I'm measured, at best, I used two strengths, and I didn't add internal strength", Chen Mianmian smiled with a rare face and joked with Zuo Qian.

"Damn, this is only two parts, and I haven't added internal force yet, as if I should thank him" Zuo Qian muttered unhappily in his heart.

"I said, Zuo boy, don't scold me in your heart, it's all for your good"

"I rub, you know this"

'Hmph' Chen Mianmian snorted coldly in his mouth, this can be regarded as a warning to Zuo Qian, which means that if you dare to scold yourself behind your back, then there will be hardships to suffer next.

"By the way, Zuo boy, didn't you ask me what level I reached last time? I'll tell you now, the people who practice martial arts in this world originally had no rank, about two thousand years ago, there was a great power, he said that people who practice internal skills can be divided into levels, and the master who has penetrated the two veins of Ren Du to open up the bridge between heaven and earth is called the innate realm, and there are two realms of gold and jade above the innate realm, but this is all determined by how many meridian acupuncture points they have opened, but the realm cannot represent the combat power, but the combat power of the high realm must be higher than the lower realm." This is the first time Zuo Qian has heard Chen Mianmian say so many words in one breath, and he feels that this is undoubtedly a miracle.

"Didn't you say that there are still people who practice foreign skills?" asked Zuo Qian with some confusion.

"The reason for practicing external skills is that the innate meridians are not suitable for cultivating internal skills, but this does not mean that they do not have a realm, but their realm division is calculated by how many military armors they penetrate, and they can use their own strength without borrowing any external force, and if they can penetrate one layer, they are considered congenital masters, and if they can penetrate more than two layers, they are considered to be gold and jade masters, but this is not true, some people practice different kung fu, so this thing is very vague, but most of the people who practice external skills serve in the army or the palace, and those so-called masters in the inner world, most of them are practicing external skills, because only the palace and the army can afford to support themI don't know how much higher the resources used to practice external skills are much higher than those used to practice internal skills, so there is a saying: poor literature and rich martial arts."

Chen Mianmian found that today was the most talkative day in his life.

When Zuo Qian and Chen Mianmian left Kyoto, it was the season when the grass grew and the warbler flew, but the closer they got to Heishui North, the cooler they felt, especially now that it was more than summer, it made people feel as if they were still in spring.

"Uncle Chen, don't say it, this Heishuibei is still a good place, it's almost dog days now, it's still so cool here", Zuo Qian's things on his body are getting more and more day by day, and they are getting heavier day by day, if ordinary people are tired and lying down, he can still chat with people.

Chen Mianmian looked at Zuo Qian like a fool and said, "It's cool now, but if it's winter, you will know what a pot is made of iron."

Heishui North, as the name suggests, is in the north of Heishui, but this place is sparsely populated and the beasts are fierce, and coupled with the cold degree of winter, ordinary people really can't adapt to it here, and the people who live here are either fleeing from war or famine or something, in short, they are fleeing, but the real natives are not, because before no one, this is the paradise of wild beasts.

People living in Heishuibei may have migrated from the inland area for their ancestors, but some have lived here for several generations and have formed their own unique culture, and most of the men and women here are very strong, and it is too common for the two to fight here.

Standing on the south bank of the black water, Zuo Qian and Chen Mianmian, staring at the scenery on the other side of the river, not only made people sigh, two months ago they were still in Kyoto, but now they have come to such a ghost place, although it is not snowing now, but now you can see the snow on the mountain everywhere, a snow-covered holy scene, but this is for those literati and rioters, if according to Zuo Qian, this is a group of people who are full of food and have nothing to do, and they like these tunes.

Don't look at the name of the river Blackwater, it sounds scary and atmospheric, but the reality is that it is not much bigger than the small river ditch, but the soil here is black, so it looks like the water is also black.

Zuo Qian unloaded all the bits and pieces on his body and put them in the carriage, he may have been wearing overloaded things for a long time, and as soon as Zuo Qian took it off, he immediately showed a feeling of discomfort, but it was just a matter of a moment, and it would be good to run the internal force all over the body.

Zuo Qian's jump, from the original standing position, jumped to the edge of the black water, here is enough to be two zhang away, not using internal force is just a separate ** force, it can be seen that Zuo Qian's training results along the way.

It's not good to say that black water is a river, so it's good to call it a stream.

Zuo Qian, who came to the side of the stream, took a sip of the stream with both hands, and muttered: "This will be my territory from now on."

After drinking the water, Zuo Qianyi jumped ashore, walked to Chen Mianmian's side and asked, "Uncle Chen, what should we do next?"

Seeing Zuo Qian at this time, Chen Mianmian had an indescribable feeling, as if the person in front of him was not like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child but a middle-aged man with rich experience.

"Let's take the edict and go to the local city lord first," Chen Mianmian said.

Although Zuo Qian, this Cangshun Bo, is a little shabby, but how to say that it is also the emperor's own imperial seal, and now the entire Heishuibei is his, then he is the emperor of Heishuibei Mingyi, as long as he does not betray the dynasty and rebel, the emperor doesn't care, besides, this Heishuibei is a total of such a city, and he is not afraid of what he will do.

When he was about to enter the city, Zuo Qian still sat in the carriage, how to say that he was also an earl, even if it was a little shabby, but it was also an earl.

After entering the city, it should be called a small town, and only a few wooden fences are used around to make a wall, except for hanging a sign of Blackwater City at the gate, it has nothing to do with the city, after seeing this scene, Zuo Qian has a detailed account in his heart, this Blackwater City is like this, either the manpower is insufficient to repair the big city, or the local city lord is greedy for all the silver to repair the city wall.

After entering Blackwater City, Chen Mianmian didn't need to inquire about where the City Lord's Mansion was, only to see that there was a landmark building of the Great Fengguan Mansion in the center of the city, and he saw a scepter sculpture representing power that was one head higher than the ordinary house, and there was a scepter sculpture representing power, that was the City Lord's Mansion.

After seeing the landmark building, Chen Mianmian drove straight over in a carriage.

When he walked to the City Lord's Mansion, he originally thought that the City Lord's Mansion should be majestic, but now it completely subverted Zuo Qian's opinion.