sinovels Chapter 234 Big Five Elements
Chapter 234 Big Five Elements
Hearing these words while lying in bed, Yang Silang knew he could no longer pretend to be asleep.
So he turned over and stood up, bowing deeply to those above.
"You flatter me, Father-in-law."
"My friend is in a bad mood, so naturally I want to cheer him up."
"What a blessing it is to be favored by the heavens!"
"Brother Zhou was just having a temporary moment of weakness. Even without me, he'll have figured things out after a night's sleep..."
He cursed the old eunuch in his heart.
Not only did they follow Zhou Mingxuan silently, but they also liked to eavesdrop outside.
I've already healed Zhou Mingxuan with my words, why don't you just leave quietly? This whole thing is so embarrassing.
of course.
He didn't believe that Chun Gonggong would perish in the fire. He thought that when it really came down to it, he could use his best skills to fight his way out.
That's the last resort, a path that leads to a complete breakdown in relations. I would never choose that unless absolutely necessary.
Grandpa Chun communicated with him secretly through telepathy across the roof.
"Our family has watched Le'an grow up since she was little. She's a good girl."
"The princess has a special constitution, and it pains both His Majesty and I to see her like this."
"Zhou Mingxuan is a playboy. Our family has investigated his family history for eight generations and all his mistresses in great detail."
"He's a bit fickle, but he's not a bad person. Otherwise, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could marry a princess."
"Our family owes you a favor, and we'll repay it now..."
He paused briefly.
"The little demon you keep in the house next door is quite extraordinary."
"It was originally an ordinary Heavenly Crystal Stone Demon, but perhaps due to some strange change, it has reverted to ancient times and reawakened its Mysterious Crystal Stone Demon bloodline."
"The ancient stone demon, Xuanjing Stone, is adept at devouring all kinds of stones and metals. Its body is like glass, and it is an excellent holy item for repairing all kinds of magical treasures."
"It is now instinctively trying to repair the Chongshan Seal, and also using the seal to improve its own cultivation."
"However, the Chongshan Seal is too badly damaged, and what we need most is three ounces of Purple Cloud Thunder Copper."
"This object is naturally associated with lightning, and it can break through true qi, demonic power, and magical power. It also has the ability to imprison and paralyze, and it is the foundation for the effectiveness of the Heavy Mountain Seal's restrictions."
"I wouldn't trade a single tael of copper for ten thousand pieces of gold."
"Without this item, even if the Chongshan Seal is repaired, it will only have the form of a seal. It can barely be used against a Grandmaster and is not presentable."
"We happen to have some copper here, not too much, not too little, it's fate, so I'll give it to you as a gift..."
"You just need to put it together with your little stone demon and the Heavy Mountain Seal..."
Swish!
The window paper tore, and something fell into Yang Silang's hand, so heavy that it almost made him collapse.
Yang Silang hurriedly used his inner energy to hold it steadily.
Grandpa Chun has passed away, but his voice still echoes in my ears.
"Since you've taken our things, I'd appreciate it if Young Master Yang would keep a close eye on the prince consort these next few days."
"The wedding is in three days; there must be absolutely no mishaps!"
"Otherwise, the emperor will be displeased, and our family will inevitably have to share the burden for our lord..."
A cold wind blew in through the paper window.
Once Yang Silang was sure the other party was far away, he jumped up, looking utterly dejected.
This guy is giving away treasures, fine, but he actually used a hidden throwing technique with multiple layers of force, deliberately trying to embarrass me and give me a hard time.
He looked at the Purple Thunder Copper in his hand, which turned out to be a small bronze sword shaped like a dagger. Touching it made his fingers feel numb.
Yang Silang, refusing to believe in superstition, used his inner energy.
“Eh…”
His true energy enveloped his fingers, seemingly activating the sword. Faint lightning crackled and popped on the sword, sending shivers down Yang Silang's spine.
The outer layer of true qi protecting the body was easily penetrated.
Even after Yang Silang used the golden light of merit to wash over his body, it only slightly reduced the tingling sensation.
This item appears to be extremely valuable, likely a treasure of the Martial Saint level.
This item has a patina on the outside, indicating that it has been handled for many years. It is probably the old man's most cherished treasure.
This old eunuch appears to be just a grandmaster, but he is actually a Taoist cultivator; otherwise, he wouldn't possess this item.
Yang Silang weighed the bronze sword in his hand.
Fine, I'll let it go since he offered the item on his own initiative.
Zhou Mingxuan had already compromised in his heart. Given his personality, he wouldn't go back on his word in the next three days and wouldn't cause any trouble.
This treasure was practically free.
Yang Silang immediately left the house and secretly pushed open the door to the next room.
Wang Daniu was fast asleep inside the house.
Inside the large iron plate on the table.
As expected, the little aunt had transformed from a round stone into a soft, round cake, enveloping the Chongshan Seal inside.
Yang Silang gently took the large iron plate, turned around, and went out the door.
He returned to his room, put down the iron plate, and placed the Purple Cloud Thunder Copper Sword into the plate.
The little aunt seemed to have smelled some unparalleled deliciousness; she stretched out her body and wrapped the small sword together again.
Yang Silang watched for a while and, finding no immediate changes, went to sleep.
The next day.
A deafening howl came from next door, Wang Daniu.
"My aunt is missing..."
He hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed into Yang Silang's room, where he immediately saw the large iron plate on the table.
"Fourth Brother," he sighed, "you should have told me before you took Aunt away."
Yang Silang blinked.
"I already said I understood..."
Wang Daniu didn't believe it.
"Impossible! What did I say?"
"You said 'snoring'..."
"Fourth Brother...aren't you going too far?"
After breakfast, Yang Silang went to find Zhou Mingxuan.
"Brother Yang..." Zhou Mingxuan's eyes were still a little red after a night's sleep, hiding a hint of grievance.
However, he seemed much more composed than he was last night, not at all distraught.
"Brother Zhou..." Yang Silang patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, accompany me to the Martial Arts Tower."
"Once we become martial arts graduates, we'll be qualified to go inside and choose our own martial arts techniques."
Zhou Mingxuan gave a wry smile.
"I'm going to be a prince consort soon, do I still need to practice this skill?"
Yang Silang said solemnly.
"Brother Zhou, you're mistaken."
"If you want to be a peaceful prince consort, whether you practice martial arts or not is irrelevant."
"These are turbulent times. You saw the terrible state of Jiangbei when the Sweeper King wreaked havoc when we came to Beijing."
"No one can remain uninvolved in this world."
"Martial arts training requires the combined power of talent, resources, techniques, and other factors. You will not lack resources in the future, so you should work even harder."
"In the future, your family's safety will depend on the knife in your hand!"
Zhou Mingxuan perked up a bit after hearing this.
"Yes, Brother Yang, you're right!"
"It was my oversight."
"I used to complain about not having famous teachers and resources, but I'm sure I won't lack these in the future, so I should cherish them even more."
"Let's go... let's go together..."
The two went out together, and seeing the bustling scene on the street, Zhou Mingxuan's worried expression disappeared.
When people are busy, they are less likely to overthink.
Yang Silang didn't believe it.
If Zhou Mingxuan chooses a cultivation technique, three days will be enough for him to comprehend it. He can then get married without any complications.
I wonder if Zhou Mingxuan has been in contact with women too much, because he even practices martial arts under the guidance of female masters.
He is not weak in character, but he is not decisive or strong either.
Yang Silang knew that even if he hadn't persuaded him last night, Yang would have accepted his fate.
His comment comparing the Wang family's daughter to a princess only made him feel enlightened and much more at ease, and he stopped complaining about it.
The two wandered through the chessboard-like streets, turning left and right, for a full half hour before finally reaching the vicinity of Liubu Street.
A large courtyard stands quietly here, with the three characters "Wujing Academy" written on it.
The so-called Wujing Tower is actually a courtyard.
There was indeed a tall tower here during the reign of Emperor Taizu.
Later, when Emperor Qitai ascended the throne, he built a large-scale capital city and expanded the imperial city. Standing on the high tower, one could see right into the palace.
For safety reasons, the tower was demolished and the land was converted into a large, secluded courtyard.
However, martial artists have passed down the name by word of mouth from generation to generation, and they still prefer to call it the Martial Scripture Tower.
Soldiers were guarding the gate.
Zhou Mingxuan and Yang Silang handed over their Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) badges and entered smoothly.
The courtyards are deep and layered, with connected buildings forming a U-shape. The buildings are three stories high, with courtyards backing each other.
It's also more popular than the Wujing Pagoda in the provincial capital, with people coming and going in twos and threes.
Among them were even those who ranked third in the imperial examinations in the same year.
After exchanging greetings and a few words, the group naturally drifted back to their trip to the secret realm the previous day.
The scholar shook his head.
"What bad luck! Yesterday, the top three scholars were divided into two teams, and my team entered a place called the Myriad Rivers Secret Realm."
"As a result, one of the rivers inexplicably rose in tide and breached its banks, instantly swallowing the entire group."
"Fortunately, most of us are fine, just some minor injuries from getting our clothes wet."
"But there are two unfortunate souls who still haven't been found; they might have already drowned and been swept to the bottom of the river."
"I heard that three people from the other team also died."
"Fortunately, everyone had a good harvest. I obtained a marrow-cleansing herb. One herb is not enough to cure the elixir, but it is also very nourishing when boiled into medicinal porridge."
"By the way, how was your trip with the second-class Jinshi yesterday?"
Yang Silang and Zhou Mingxuan exchanged a glance and said in unison that they had gained a fair amount.
You can't exactly boast that you entered a grotto, went straight to the treasure vault, picked whatever you wanted, and then left, can you?
This is something that can't be discussed openly.
Otherwise, where would the emperor's face be? Wouldn't this be blatant favoritism?
They chatted for a few more minutes before parting ways.
Yang Silang and Zhou Mingxuan continued forward.
In the middle of the courtyard stands a stone tablet, on which are clearly written the martial arts techniques and the rooms to which they belong.
"Shadowless Wind-Chasing Kick..." Zhou Mingxuan's spirits lifted.
"Brother Yang, I've found it."
"My master taught me kung fu, saying that the Wind Chasing Leg technique was actually split off from a technique called Shadowless Wind Chasing Leg. The leg techniques are incomplete and have flaws."
"I checked in the provincial capital, and it wasn't there. I didn't expect it to be here."
"Once I master the Shadowless Kick, the power of my leg techniques will increase exponentially."
"Brother Yang, I'll go first... No matter who comes out first, we'll wait at the door."
Yang Silang nodded and watched Zhou Mingxuan leave excitedly.
This guy is obsessed with kung fu. He won't have any wild thoughts for three days. He's just waiting to become the prince consort.
He searched on the stone tablet and quickly found the skill of the Grandmaster of Taizu Changquan.
It does, however, maintain its consistent simplicity.
The internal training method is called "Great Five Elements Strength", and the corresponding boxing form is called "Great Five Elements Boxing".
Following the room numbers, Yang Silang wandered through the courtyard and finally found his room to enter.
There was a scroll, about two people high and wide, hanging on the wall, surrounded by bookshelves, containing the insights of those who had practiced martial arts.
Yang Silang, with practiced ease, sat cross-legged on the futon, his fingers tapping repeatedly, drops of his semen falling into the scroll...
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