Three days later.

"Boom!"

The stick was tied to the bronze man's chest, and he knocked the bronze man to the ground.

The wooden stick in Wang Cheng's hand was intact, but there was a long and oblique groove on the chest of the bronze man who fell to the ground, extending from the chest to the abdomen.

He looked at the stick in his hand, and it was pitch black and smoking, as if it had just been burned.

"It's finally happening!"

Wang Cheng sighed, adding up to four days before and after, he finally practiced the "spear style".

"It is worthy of being a peerless gun king who can force back the supreme of martial arts, this set of marksmanship is broad and profound, there is no martial arts true meaning, if you want to master it in a short time, it is impossible!"

Wang Cheng put away the wooden stick and did not continue to practice, it was not easy to practice the "spear style" in four days, and he was greedy and chewed too much.

Placing the stick on the ground, he walked back to the pavilion and sat down at the stone table, where there were several fruits, and he took one out and took a bite.

The sweet juice enters the esophagus from the throat, stimulating the taste buds and dissipating the tiredness of the body.

Wang Cheng suddenly felt comfortable, and he enjoyed the moment when he was relaxed after being tired.

This is the most comfortable moment, you don't have to think about anything, you don't have to do anything, you let the cells in your body do aerobic respiration and break down organic matter to your heart's content.

Just as he was relaxing, a man in a gray robe walked in.

He was in his forties, of medium height, a little chubby, middle-aged, a little fat, and a very easy-going appearance, but the occasional sharp gaze in his eyes looked a little more capable and shrewd.

This person is the current housekeeper of the General's Mansion at present, surnamed Zhang, and his name is Damin.

Wang Cheng saw Zhang Damin coming in in a hurry, threw out a fruit to him, and said, "Is someone inviting again?" Who is it this time? ”

Zhang Damin took the fruit, did not eat it, but stuffed it into his sleeve, nodded and said: "Junhou, this time you are invited by a few clan disciples, they have held a "martial arts friendship meeting", I want you to guide. ”

"Son of the clan?"

Wang Cheng frowned secretly, he felt that it was not that simple, on the surface, he was a child of the clan, but secretly there was probably a prince in it.

"Do you want to go?" Zhang Damin tried to ask.

Wang Cheng said: "Tell them that I am in retreat, and all the visitors are gone!" ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Damin didn't say anything more, and turned around and walked out of the small courtyard.

Wang Cheng looked at his departing back and sighed: "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop!" ”

He had a hunch that things might not end so simply, and some people would not die without seeing the Yellow River.

After resting for a while, he took two books and pen and ink from his room.

Although he has been in retreat and cultivation for the past few days, he has not completely forgotten the matter of the imperial examination, and tomorrow is the five-day meeting, and he must write down the recital.

The first book is naturally about "martial arts", and he wrote at the beginning of the book: "The ancients Yunxia violated the ban with martial arts, and I established the country with martial arts......"

The general meaning is that the martial wind cannot be stopped, and since it cannot be stopped, why can't we try to bring the civil force back to the imperial court?

During the reign of King Xuan, there was a martial arts pavilion, and now it can also be established, at least one in each state. Pick some young warriors to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion, give them an official status, and then recruit into the army.

These people must have a clean background, and those who have committed crimes and have a criminal record are resolutely not to.

The second book is about the "imperial examination", and the policy of implementing the imperial examination must be vigorously run schools. The imperial court could build schools and academies in the local area to popularize culture and education.

The imperial court held an imperial examination at regular intervals, and locally it could be held once a year.

The county examination held is called the county examination, and those who pass the county examination are given the status of "children"; The government examination held in the county government is called the government examination, and those who pass the government examination are given the status of "show talent"; The state test held in the state is called the state test, and those who pass the state test are given the status of "lifting people".

After passing the state examination, the person immediately participates in the examination held in the capital every two to three years, and the person who passes the examination is given the status of "Gongshi".

Finally, the palace examination held by the Son of Heaven is only a test of consultation, and the paper is handed in on the spot, and the person who passes is given the status of "Jinshi", realizing the identity conversion from white body to "Shi".

The top three Jinshi can be awarded the honorary titles of champion, Bangyan, and Tanhua.

Wang Cheng put away his pen and looked at the words on the fold, a little dissatisfied.

"That's all I can remember!"

After all, he is a science student, and he can't remember everything about the imperial examination system or the one he learned in middle school, so he can only write so much in combination with the situation in this world.

Then he called Zhang Damin over, told him to send the two notebooks to the mansion of the two prime ministers, and took a piece of paper to write a leave note, and asked him to hand it over to Cheng Zhijin.

Yes, Wang Cheng does not plan to go to court, he wants to ask for leave.

Because he had already released the rumors before, he was in retreat and cultivating, if he went to court tomorrow, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?

It's night.

Wang Cheng sat on the gazebo, alone, holding a wine jug in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

I don't know when he started to take the initiative to drink, he didn't drink at all before.

What is wine?

It's bitter, it's hard, it's spicy!

Drinking is to find fault with yourself, and drinking too much will hurt your body, so it's really better to drink some juice drinks or something.

He gradually understood.

When you drink alcohol, you don't really like the taste, but you like the moment when you like the stimulation of the taste, and there is only that stimulation left in the body and mind, and there are no other thoughts.

What fame and fortune, what grievances and hatreds, all of them are left behind.

That's why some people say that drinking is life.

The familiar people around him have left him, and Wang Cheng has a rare melancholy and loneliness.

The night in the capital is quiet.

A curfew has been imposed in the inner city, and as a key part of the capital, there is no night market as in other places.

In the east, a waning moon had passed over the city, and it seemed to hang on the treetops, motionless.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

A song too white "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" came to mind, and Wang Cheng couldn't help but chant it.

Whenever he was alone, he would hum a few songs, and when he came here, humming songs gradually replaced by reciting ancient poems, perhaps this is to follow the local customs.

After reciting a few more poems, he looked at the watery night and looked extremely lonely.

Sure enough, there is nothing more painful in the world than life and death.

He looked at the darkness of the night and sat there in a daze.

The evening breeze was blowing, his thoughts were scattered with the wind, and his telekinesis couldn't help but spread around with him, and the panoramic eye opened silently.

He saw ten meters away, Feng Sanbao was sitting at his desk and reciting "The Art of War".

Twenty meters away, he saw Liu Qingsheng sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing with his eyes closed.

He saw thirty meters away, Liu Zixiang was holding a big knife and slashing incessantly.

He saw forty meters away, several little maids lying on the bed and whispering.

He saw fifty meters away, sixty meters away, seventy meters away...... up to 100 meters.

Without any obstacles and boundaries, Wang Cheng's telekinesis easily broke through to a hundred meters away and extended to a farther place, and everything fell into place.

His vision was no longer obstructed by the night, nor by the courtyard walls, and he saw farther away.

He saw a pair of wild cats exercising two hundred meters away, another mansion three hundred meters away, a middle-aged man and two women doing the most primitive instinctive movements on the bed, and he saw a pair of watchmen playing along the street four hundred meters away......

At this moment, it was as if he had opened God's vision and looked down at everything around him.

Something different appeared in his eyes, there was a pitch-black night, a heaven and earth vitality with red in white, and a faint and colorful heaven and earth aura like a veil.

"Is this an out-of-body experience?"

Wang Cheng's heart was shocked, and then there was a burst of ecstasy, he had finally reached this point.

In fact, his mental power cultivation has already been able to break through the out-of-body realm, and the accumulation is enough, but he always feels a little bit worse, and it is just this little bit that bothers him for a month or two.

He even had been anxious about it for a while, and now that he thought about it, he was just missing an opportunity.

After the soul left the body, Wang Cheng did not immediately return to the body, first, he was curious about this state, and second, he had just entered the out-of-body realm, and this critical state could "see" many strange things.

He controlled his soul and slowly flew to a high place, but when he was fifty or sixty meters above the ground, he suddenly felt alarmed.

A tremendous pressure came towards him, like a Tarzan pressing down.

He quickly stopped, and the feeling of oppression was much less.

I saw a huge black shroud appear above, almost blending in with the night.

Normal people can't see it with the naked eye at all, and only with mental power can they detect its existence.

"Formation?!"

Wang Cheng was a little stunned, it was the first time he had seen such a big formation.

The mountain protection array of Wuliang Mountain was already big enough, enveloping a mountain in it, and this formation was more than three times larger than that one, protecting the entire capital below.

Wang Cheng couldn't help but exclaim: "How did such a big formation be laid out?" ”

To protect the entire capital, such a large array is by no means something that ordinary people can set up.

"Is it a chess king?" Wang Cheng was secretly suspicious.

Huangfu Guanqi used to be the chess edict of the Great Zhou, and it was also his job to lay down a big array for the royal family of the Great Zhou.

Wang Cheng suppressed the doubt in his heart and controlled his soul to fly in the direction of Wang Cheng.

Wangcheng has always been the most mysterious place in Kyoto, no one dares to explore it at will during the day, and now it is night, and it is out of body again, and no one can see him.

The speed at which the soul flew out of the body was much faster than the speed of the Great Grandmaster, and almost with a thought, the soul had crossed a hundred meters and soon came to the royal city.

He didn't fly in right away, because he also felt a great deal of pressure from the royal city.

An invisible shroud envelops the royal city, separate from the shroud in the inner city, but connected to each other.

"Array-within-a-array?"

Wang Cheng was shocked again, even in the middle of the formation, the defense of the capital was much stronger than he imagined.

However, with such a strong defense, why was it that even the last royal palace was almost breached fifteen years ago?

What was the Kyoto Bloody Rebellion like?

With curiosity, Wang Cheng tried to extend his telekinesis towards the black cover.

However, as soon as the telekinesis touched the black cover, it was swallowed up by a huge force.

The next moment, the originally calm black shroud suddenly emitted a bright light.

I saw a bright light appear on the black cover, white with purple in it.

Wang Cheng felt a coercion from it, and couldn't help but change color, it was actually this force.

Where is this light?

It's clearly the power of thunder!

Suddenly, the light shined.

At this moment, the black shroud that shrouded above the royal city seemed to come to life!

Arcs of lightning swirled rapidly across the black shroud, and finally all converged in one place.

Zhen Guoding!

The Great Ding was pitch black, swallowing up all the arcs on the black cover above.

With the help of the white light, Wang Cheng clearly saw this black big ding.

The big tripod is not moving, let the arc split in, after the thunder and lightning entered, the whole big tripod is emitting light, and everything around it becomes clearer.

Countless air currents poured out from the ground into this big ding, each of which was golden yellow, condensed like a golden chain, exuding an incomparably majestic momentum.

"This is the Qi of the Dragon Vein!"

Wang Cheng saw that the heel of the golden air flow was the unique dragon vein qi, commonly known as "dragon qi".

The energy of the earth that the dragon qi flows along the mountain range, this qi comes from the ancestral mountain or ancestral river, and is often hidden in it, and it is invisible to the eyes of mortals.

This is where the capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom is located, where the big rivers converge, and many famous mountains are gathered, which is the place where the dragon vein qi is the most prosperous.

The effect of dragon qi can be great, as small as improving a person's luck and as big as affecting a country's national fortune.

For cultivators, the dragon qi is several levels higher than the aura of heaven and earth, and practicing in a place where the dragon qi is strong not only has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, but also strengthens the body and improves the qualifications.

Wang Cheng suddenly flashed a thought, if only he could practice in Zhenguo Ding.

He already had dragon blood in his body, so he didn't have to worry that his body couldn't withstand the impact of dragon qi, and there were no side effects of dragon qi, so he could refine dragon qi boldly with confidence.

With that Zhen Guoding here, where is the need for a bridge between heaven and earth, Zhen Guoding is the bridge of heaven and earth, and he will definitely be able to break through Wuzong in the shortest possible time.

At this moment, a cold snort sounded in his ears, like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Wang Cheng felt that his soul was about to be shattered, and the world was spinning.

When he opened his eyes again, his soul had returned to his body, and he quickly checked his body.

I found that except for the brain that was a little heavy, there was no big problem, and I could sleep well.

After his mind calmed down, he began to recall the situation just now, and said to himself, "Who was that just now?" ”

It was a master who shot at him, and he didn't even touch the shadow of others.

One thing is certain, though, that the man didn't seem to have any ill will toward him, just warning him.

If he didn't understand, he simply didn't want to, this time it was already an unexpected joy to break through to the out-of-body realm by chance.

From now on, everyone will be honored as a "great monk".

He jumped down from the gazebo and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped.