Yang Zhenlong walked in a tiger step, not angry and self-assured, the tiger's eyes were swept away, and the courtyard was suddenly silent.

"You," Yang Zhen stretched out his hand and pointed at those formal disciples, and his voice was like a bell, and the roof tiles sounded, "Quickly go and lead the horse, go to the school outside the city, and test your martial arts today." ”

The group of teenagers dispersed in a hurry, Qin Sang was still at a loss, and a slender young man pulled Qin Sang's arm and said, "This little brother, you and I can ride a horse." My name is Huang Chen, what do you call my brother?"

This person named Huang Chen was the oldest in the field, and seeing that the others were also in pairs, Qin Sang followed Huang Chen, "My name is Qin Sang, Brother Huang, where are we going?"

"The school field for performing martial arts is outside the city, and you have to ride a horse from the dart board to go there. ”

The Wuwei Dart Bureau is in the southern city of Sanwu City, and the school field is built outside the southern city, Qin Sang can't ride a horse, and Huang Chen takes him with him.

The two horsemen galloped away from the city, and just arrived at the south city gate, but saw a group of officers and soldiers with bright helmets standing at the city gate, and the officers and soldiers guarded the city gate, and the people were not allowed to pass, and a large group of people were blocked at the city gate.

Everyone had to lead the horse, and after asking someone, they knew that the king of Zhenshui was going to Baoguo Temple to offer incense and pray for the holy emperor, and the honor guard had left the palace.

Baoguo Temple is on the Luoma Mountain in the west of the Three Witch City, and there are fifteen miles away from the Three Witch City, but the south gate is the main gate, and such a sacrificial event needs to go out from the south gate.

They crowded into the crowd, waited patiently for a while, and then heard the gongs and drums open the way, and soon the honor guard of the king of Zhenshui drove from the inner city, and there were elite soldiers guarding the front and back, and the dozen or so exquisite cars in the middle were covered by thick curtains, and I don't know what the people sitting in the Luan car looked like.

Qin Sang was curious and tiptoed to look.

The luxurious procession walked out of the city gates, and the avenue was crowded with the shacks of the victims.

At this time, Qin Sang noticed that the cloth armor worn by the guards of the county king Luan was written with the word 'town' written on the back, whether it was the color, style, or even the font was exactly the same as the words on Bai Jianglan's body, but Bai Jianglan and they were wearing a short back that day, and the back was written 'East'.

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang's heart moved slightly, and he turned sideways to ask Huang Chen about it.

Huang Chen did not doubt him, and whispered: "Brother Qin doesn't know, they are not ordinary officers and soldiers, they are the prince's personal guards. In the ancestral system of the Great Sui, the county king can form five hundred guards on his own, which can be regarded as the private soldiers of the county king. These county kings' personal guards are either selected from the army, or recruited knights from the rivers and lakes, all of them are elite martial arts, they guard the palace on weekdays, and only the county king, prince or county lord will guard the left and right. Not only the king of Zhenshui, but also the other county kings have similar personal guards. The ones you've seen before should be the personal guards of the King of Dongyang. ”

Qin Sang was thoughtful.

He heard the water monkey say that day that there were eight county kings in the Great Sui, and among them there was indeed a king of Dongyang, who was the brother of the current emperor. The water monkey seems to be very aggressive, but in fact, it has a very strict mouth and does not leak a trace of confidentiality.

Bai Jianglan turned out to be the commander of the Dongyang Wang's guard, and his status was higher than Qin Sang imagined, and the mysterious eldest lady was estimated to be either a good friend of the prince or the daughter of the prince.

After leaving the city, the horse ran for a short time, turned from the main road and turned into the mountain, and then came to a mountain villa, and heard Huang Chen say that this is also the industry of the dart bureau.

There is a large flat school field in the villa.

A group of teenagers lined up in the school field, Yang Zhen separated them, like Qin Sang, who only learned one kung fu, and there were three people, and they stood together.

Yang Zhen first finished the school exam, let them practice by themselves, and then came over to teach them the martial arts of the four of them.

The other three people all had jobs on their hands, and Qin Sang's strength was the weakest, and he felt that Yang Zhen didn't care too much about him.

However, the silver is not spent in vain, Yang Zhen really lives up to such a good reputation, and he is also conscientious in teaching "Fuhu Long Fist", and tells Qin Sang that he can come over every day in the future until he learns it.

In one day, Qin Sang learned the complete "Fuhu Long Fist" back seven styles from Yang Zhen.

What surprised him was that the first three styles of "Fuhu Long Fist", Yang Zhen's and Bai Jianglan's teachings were very different, and the moves were the same, but Yang Zhen was too much worse than Bai Jianglan.

This kind of detail has a great impact on the power of the move.

Especially since Qin Sang has been practicing the first three styles for so many days, this feeling is even more profound.

Yang Zhen has an excellent reputation, this most ordinary boxing method, if it is not hidden, then the gap should be between the two of them.

It is said that Yang Zhen's martial arts can be ranked in the top ten in Sanwu City, I don't know if it will be internal strength, could it be that Bai Jianglan is a top master?

In any case, the money was spent, and the boxing method had to be learned, so he was ready to try to figure out the next seven styles according to Bai Jianglan's guidance to him in the first three styles.

Qingyang is not far from the villa of Wuwei Dart Bureau, Qin Sang went to learn martial arts every day, and soon learned "Fuhu Long Fist".

However, he still often went to the villa, listened to Yang Zhen's disciples exchange martial arts experience, and also heard many martial arts anecdotes from them, and also learned to ride horses and shoot arrows.

In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

In normal disaster years, by this time the victims had already returned to their hometowns to sow seeds, this year I heard that the rebellion in the north was intensifying, and the smoke was everywhere, and there was still a steady stream of disaster victims moving south.

Man-made disasters are worse than natural disasters.

There was no progress in the Netherworld Sutra, and Rao is Qin Sang persuaded himself to be patient over and over again, but he couldn't sit still. He could only blame himself for not working hard enough, so he began to meditate and practice all night long, almost crazy.

During the day, he also practiced boxing, chanted scriptures, and helped the old Taoist priest, so that he could rotate almost all day long, but fortunately, he could recover his energy while meditating and cultivating, and he didn't feel hard.

The moonlight shone into the stone house, Qin Sang looked out the window blankly, the bright moon was like a wheel, and there were meteors sliding in the silent night sky, falling into the distant mountains, the boundless and vast world.

After six months of hard work and nearly four months of dry sitting, the qi mentioned in the scriptures finally appeared in his body!

What people are most afraid of is not persistence, but persistence but no hope.

But the moment the harvest really comes, you know that all the hard work is worth it.

When he really felt that slightly cool air, Qin Sang seemed to be in a dream.

That 'qi' was only as thin as a hair, like a naughty child, scurrying around in the dantian, Qin Sang tried to 'catch' it and feel it carefully, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

The Netherworld Sutra says that only after breaking through the second layer of the exercises can he 'look inward', and now the only thing he can do is to urge that qi to enter the meridians and carefully follow the route of the exercises.

A few weeks later, without any accidents, Qin Sang put his mind at ease, and was about to relax his mind and cultivate with all his might, but unexpectedly, a terrifying sharp pain suddenly came from the meridians.

Qin Sang's whole body trembled, and his whole body suddenly curled up into a ball, letting out a low roar of pain, and the clothes on his body were immediately soaked with cold sweat.