Haha, you are the Riddler with me, right?
Today I will let you experience what it means to give someone a taste of their own medicine!
Chen Kuang smiled brightly, feeling as comfortable as if he were wearing new underwear at the New Year.
Huo Hengxuan looked at him expressionlessly.
Chen Kuang continued to laugh: "Why? A great general, the killing god of Daliang, can't you guess something so simple?"
Even though Huo Hengxuan guessed that the matter was related to the elixir of immortality, he knew in his heart that this was something that must not be said openly, so he was forced to remain silent.
It can be said that both the way forward and the way back are blocked.
Huo Hengxuan was silent for a long time, looked at Chen Kuang deeply, and suddenly let out a sigh. His old and decadent eyes seemed to light up faintly.
He chuckled and narrowed his eyes, with an ambiguous cold light flashing in them.
The old man snorted coldly:
"Boy, you're being inexplicably proud. I don't remember playing any guessing games with you."
"How you do it is none of my business."
He paused and said in a deep voice: "Besides, you are wrong. I have seen one of the jailers."
"who?"
"You don't know him, but you will get to know him eventually. After all, we have been together in this prison for many days."
"All right……"
Huo Hengxuan slowly moved to the side of the railing and saw that the words on it had been erased, leaving it smooth. The light in his eyes became even brighter.
He lowered his gaze to Chen Kuang's broken leg and asked softly:
“Is it worth it?”
Chen Kuang nodded.
Huo Hengxuan looked into his eyes again and asked:
"Do you understand?"
Chen Kuang shook his head.
The chapter on withering and flourishing was like a heavenly book to him. He could only understand a little bit about the method of nourishing qi and visualizing.
The method of visualization is to visualize a sword.
A giant sword hung above the sky, filled with pure murderous intent. Just one glance at it made my eyes sting and my whole body covered with goose bumps.
No one knew what method Huo Hengxuan used when carving the words, but when Chen Kuang touched that paragraph of description, this sword appeared in his mind.
It has a strong presence, as if it is not hanging above the sky, but right above your head.
It is like the sword of Damocles, which can bring about a catastrophe at any time.
But under this pressure, the spiritual energy tide in the body became more turbulent, and the speed of breathing in and out spiritual energy became faster.
However, apart from this, Chen Kuang knew nothing about swordsmanship.
Huo Hengxuan frowned and sighed imperceptibly.
The way of swordsmanship, or in other words, all cultivation in the world... depends on talent.
A scholar studied Confucianism for seventy years. When he was old, he found out that he had been living in a village in the mouth of a giant Kunpeng monster. When it moved its tongue, it would turn the rivers and seas upside down, and when it ground its teeth, it would chew up the scholar's entire world. So the scholar vowed that he would not save the world in this lifetime, but only save one mouth, and he became a saint instantly.
There is also a small-time scoundrel who dreams of a yellow millet, wandering in the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. When he wakes up, his hair and beard are all white. He laughs loudly three times at the sky, then flies away on a crane...
But it seems that Chen Kuang does not seem to have this talent.
He handed over the chapter of withering and flourishing to see if Chen Kuang had the fate to do so.
However……
I want to give you an opportunity, but I don't have the luck to do so.
However, this is something that cannot be forced.
Huo Hengxuan could only do his best.
There seems to be something that has no threshold...
He stretched out his hand towards Chen Kuang.
"Kid, look at me."
Chen Kuang raised his head and saw that Huo Hengxuan's eyes suddenly blazed with golden light, but his whole body was like cast copper, with an ancient color, like a sculpture of a furious Vajra.
At the same time, countless pieces of information came into Chen Kuang's mind.
"Clay and Gold Sculpting Method!"
This is a body-building method that transports Qi and blood!
Among this information, there is not only the method itself, but also countless insights from Huo Hengxuan himself, which are extremely detailed.
Chen Kuang subconsciously closed his eyes and looked carefully to digest it.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Huo Hengxuan with his back to him. His upper body was covered with scars and looked extremely withered, even his ribs were protruding. Most of his hair was completely white, and his whole body was lifeless, as if his energy and blood were declining.
Chen Kuang immediately realized how difficult it was for Huo Hengxuan to pass on his skills.
Too……
For such a killing god, the immortal masters of the Zhou people must have imposed great restrictions on him. If he wants to break through, he will have to pay a huge price.
Chen Kuang didn't know what to feel for a moment.
I could only whisper, "Thank you."
a long time.
Huo Hengxuan's hoarse and old voice finally came:
"Hehe...I should thank you."
He paused and said quietly, "If you didn't want to become the new emperor, that would be even better."
Chen Kuang glanced at Chu Wenruo, whose eyes and face were red.
The latter turned his head and said nothing.
After asking, I found out that he had been unconscious for a while. Chu Wenruo, who has always been gentle, almost scolded Huo Hengxuan.
He cursed inwardly.
Old bitch.
…
At dinner, the strange jailer brought steamed buns.
There was still no promised delicacies, good wine and delicious food.
The jailer replied, "General Li said that the appointment with you will begin tomorrow."
Chen Kuang chuckled. This woman was really petty. He just made her a little unhappy, but she actually held a grudge for so long.
Not only did they break his legs, but even such a small thing made him feel disgusted.
But Chen Kuang could also understand why Li Hongling was so unhappy, because she was completely controlled by Chen Kuang——
If it is really as she said, she can ask the immortal master to come over at any time to make people speak the truth.
Then what other tortures did she use to extract a confession?
Therefore, Chen Kuang guessed that either she could not command those immortal masters.
Or, she didn't want those immortal masters to know about the news of the elixir of life, so she was deliberately concealing it!
Chen Kuang believed it was the latter.
The more important point is also the reason why Chen Kuang dared to make this request.
It was at that time that he was summoned into the tent, and he clearly revealed the existence of the elixir of life. At such an important moment, there was only Li Hongling inside, and the so-called immortal master was nowhere to be seen.
This just confirms Chen Kuang's guess.
Therefore, Li Hongling would rather wait for seven days for a result and let Chen Kuang tell it himself, rather than hide it from those immortal masters.
And they broke his legs, leaving him no chance of escape...
Li Hongling seems strong, but in fact she is the one who compromises, so she is unhappy.
However, although there were no delicacies from land and sea, Qingcuo did bring dragon gum.
Chen Kuang took the guqin and tuned it slowly.
Huo Hengxuan said with a strange expression: "What do you want this zither for?"
"Every profession in the world has its own duties. A general has his own affairs, and a musician naturally has his own affairs."
Chen Kuang spoke lightly, reaching out to stroke the thousand-year-old guqin on his knees.
The ancient strings produced a deep and distant sound in his hands.
Dragon gum.
No one would know except the original musician who is specialized in the technique.
Dragon Gum is not a piano.
But... a sword.
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