Chapter 207 I Should Protect Him from the Wind and Rain, Encountering Bian Ji
Ding... Ding...
In a trance, Zhao Duan opened his eyes and found that he had left the palace and appeared in the God of War Picture again.
At this moment, the sky is getting brighter and the night sky is dotted with stars.
He lay on the back of a donkey.
Next to him was a travel bag. Looking forward, he saw the tall, messy-haired Emperor Taizu of Dayu walking forward.
He was no longer wearing a thick felt cotton-padded jacket, but a single garment with a green-skinned gourd hanging around his waist.
"Huh, they're coming in again... Fortunately, at least I can avoid the embarrassment of being rubbed with medicine by the eunuch..."
Zhao Duan sighed and felt that the pain in his body had completely subsided.
It’s not surprising. After all, it’s a “visualization” state, and the pain from the outside world is isolated here.
"Old Xu, your great-great-great...granddaughter's hands are really shady. She's really hitting me." Zhao Duan complained loudly while riding on a donkey.
Old Xu said nothing and pretended not to hear.
But the donkey snorted and let out a few loud brays.
They "picked up" this donkey after leaving the snowfield.
To be precise, Lao Xu encountered a group of bandits blocking the road. He punched them and they all ran away, leaving only a donkey.
Yes, there are “people” in the God of War picture!
This discovery made Zhao Duan extremely excited.
I tried to talk to the characters in the God of War picture except Lao Xu, but was disappointed to find out.
The people here are like NPCs in a game, following a set of logical actions but not having enough intelligence at all.
After all, they are the people in the painting...I can understand it.
"Old Xu, how far are we from the East China Sea?" Zhao Duan rode a donkey under the stars and moon.
Great Yu Taizu raised his hand, pointed forward, and said:
"Keep going and you will reach Qingcheng."
"What? Where are you going? Take me to Qingcheng?" Zhao Duan was stunned.
He had just learned from the Empress that Qingshan was the top inheritance of the martial arts path in this world.
It is also the "holy land" in the hearts of warriors all over the world, roughly equivalent to Jerusalem in the hearts of believers.
The heritage of Qingshan is even older than that of the Dayu Dynasty. It is a place that rarely interferes with the mortal world, but no one dares to underestimate it.
Every generation of city lords has three thousand disciples, all of whom are highly respected figures in the martial arts world.
"Qingshan six hundred years ago... Wait, you are not going to challenge him, are you?" Zhao Duan's face changed.
I remembered what the empress had said before, that the ancestor of the Dayu royal family had some grudges with Qingshan in the past.
Could it be that... "The Martial God Picture" records not only Lao Xu's journey of thousands of miles to cultivate his mind, but also important expansion packs?
However, this time, Old Xu was too lazy to answer him. He just looked towards the east with burning eyes, where a huge sun was suddenly rising.
Night turns to dawn and the stars disappear.
Old Xu said, "I'll take you to see the vast ocean."
…
Imperial Palace.
In the room.
Zhao Duan opened his eyes and found that his body no longer hurt.
His eyes rolled, and there was no one else in the room except for one.
He tried to sit up and was surprised to find that he had regained a lot of strength. Although he was still a little weak, he could walk, sit and lie down like a normal person.
"My injury has healed? What kind of magic medicine is that..."
Zhao Duan looked at his body in surprise.
He found that his injuries had been greatly alleviated, with only marks left. He jumped out of bed and looked at himself in the full-length mirror in the room. The bruises and swelling on his face had completely healed.
"Are the medicines in the palace so effective?"
Muttering to himself, Zhao Duan looked in the mirror and saw himself back to normal, and once again felt the uniqueness of the extraordinary world.
I picked up the new clothes that had been prepared, put them on, and moved my hands and feet. I was surprised to find that my nerve reactions were more acute than before.
In his mind, the battle experiences of the past few hours have been fully imprinted in his body.
How terrifying would the effect be under the careful guidance of one of the most powerful people in the world?
Zhao Duan felt that his accumulation of martial arts skills had been elevated to a new level.
"Remember today's battles. Think over them over and over again after you go back. Once you have digested them, you will have no rivals in martial arts among those of the same realm." The words of the empress are still fresh in my mind.
Zhao Duan came to the palace today and obtained the "Six Talisman Armor", which greatly improved his ability to protect his life.
More importantly, with the guidance of the Empress's martial arts, as long as he can master it, his combat power will make a leap forward.
With joy and embarrassment, Zhao Duan pushed open the door and looked at the eunuch who was guarding the door with his head down.
"Is Lord Zhao awake? His Majesty has gone to his work and told you to leave the palace on your own."
The eunuch said this, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
How many people can have Your Majesty apply medicine personally?
What's more, he was a "ragged" man.
The eunuch clearly remembered that when the empress came out of the room, her face was redder than usual.
"……oh."
Zhao Duan didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing the eunuch's strange expression, he just thought that his self-esteem was hurt when the eunuch applied medicine to him.
He felt uncomfortable all over, thought for a moment, and said with a stern face:
"I fell asleep at the time. If I have offended you, sir... please forgive me."
Having said this, he left as if escaping, fearing that the eunuch would misunderstand him.
"ah?"
The middle-aged eunuch stood there in a daze, not understanding anything at all.
…
"Your Majesty, Zhao Duan is gone."
Outside the imperial study, Hai Gongfeng, dressed in a bright red python robe, came to the door, bowed, and spoke inside.
Xu Zhenguan sat quietly behind the bright yellow imperial desk, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Hearing this, she came back to her senses, nodded slightly, and said:
"You're leaving? That's good."
After a pause, he asked curiously:
"For such a small matter, you can just tell your servants to report it. Why did you come here in person? Is there something else?"
The slightly hunched eunuch Hai, who was in charge of the imperial palace and whose power was unfathomable, nodded and said:
"There is indeed something that I must report in person. I, the shadow guard, have sent you a message for your Majesty's review."
Eunuch Hai took out a secret letter from his sleeve and handed it over.
The shadow guard's secret report?
Xu Zhenguan became serious, unfolded it, glanced over, and was slightly stunned:
"Has the Kuangfu Society's new leader arrived in Beijing?"
Eunuch Hai nodded and said:
"The last time Frost Sword entered the capital, he died within a few days.
The shadow guards learned that after the news was passed back to the headquarters of the Kuangfu Society, the rebels such as Zhuang Xiaocheng were furious, but the capital was too important to be abandoned, so they sent a new leader.
The one entering the capital this time is the Thousand-Faced Divine Lord, who ranks two places higher than Frost Sword among the Thirty-Six Celestial Beings."
Members of the Kuangfu Society have different seating arrangements.
Excluding peripheral members, the core members, who are considered the "management level", are divided into 36 Tiangang and 72 Disha.
The first thirty-six people are all "helmsman"-level figures who can independently command the city-level branch.
There are also differences in Tiangang.
The former Taifu Zhuang Xiaocheng ranks second in Tiangang, which shows how high his status is.
Hai Gong Gong Road:
"This Thousand-Faced God is skilled in disguise and meticulous, his style of operation is very different from that of the reckless Frost Sword. This time, he has avoided the sight of the Shadow Guards. We only know that he has headed to the capital, but his exact whereabouts are unknown."
Xu Zhenguan frowned:
"I have heard of this person's reputation in the martial arts world. He is indeed difficult to deal with. He is especially good at disguising himself and hiding his presence. If he deliberately hides, I am afraid it will be difficult to find him."
Eunuch Hai nodded and said:
"Now that the new policy has just been implemented, the rebels will definitely not allow it to proceed smoothly. I'm afraid there will be trouble again."
Something unexpected happened... Xu Zhenguan suddenly thought of something, and said with a worried look on his face:
"The rebels in the capital have been repeatedly destroyed by Zhao Duan, and their fighting spirit has been weakened. If the Thousand-Faced God wants to achieve anything, he will have to rely on the rebels in the capital. So, we have to go back to the question of how to boost morale..."
Eunuch Hai raised his eyebrows:
"Your Majesty, are you worried that the rebels will attack Zhao Duan again?"
Xu Zhenguan stood up and walked to the window, letting in the warm evening breeze, his eyes sharp and intimidating:
"It's very likely that the Kuangfu Society will be aware of Zhao Duan's contributions to the new policy. Whether to establish their authority or to hinder the court, they are likely to take action against him again... Hai Gongfeng, I have something to teach you. During this period of time, you must secretly protect him."
Eunuch Hai was surprised: "Don't we need to tell him about this?"
The empress shook her head and smiled in the warm breeze:
"He has done so much, I can't let the storm continue on his head."
…
Outside the palace.
Zhao Duan left the palace and rode his horse back home.
It was almost dusk at this moment.
Amidst the sound of clattering drums and curling smoke from cooking fires, Zhao Du felt at ease and content, and felt that his life was going well.
Suddenly, he reined in his horse and stopped, squinting his eyes. He found that in the blood-red twilight ahead, there was a handsome monk in white robes, looking at him with a smile.
Monk Bian Ji!
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This chapter was closed in the black room, and was revised before being released.
(End of this chapter)
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