northernbook Chapter 473
Chapter 473
"Bastard!"
Zhong Ming gave a thumbs up and said, "A precise description."
This is essentially a mutual deterrence.
You take my blood, I'll take your hair.
If you dare to use any evil cultivation methods like curses or poisons, I will reserve the ability to retaliate accordingly.
He wrapped Miss Yao's hair around his wrist, measured its length, and then stuffed it into his storage bag.
“This storage bag I’m wearing on my right hand is too cumbersome and it’s easy to fall off. I was just thinking of getting a storage bracelet so I can tie your hair to it.”
"We clearly agreed to keep her hidden away, but now... are we going to announce it to the world? I'm so excited."
They were just joking; nobody took it seriously. What's the difference between this and walking around a military camp with a wanted criminal hanging on your body?
She took some fine wine from her pipe, sipped it, and looked at him with gentle, deep eyes.
"You must have encountered quite a few things on this trip."
Seeing this, Zhong Ming also sat down, took out some miscellaneous items from his storage bag, and teased, "Then naturally I'll have to ask the young lady to take a look."
He handed the antique mirror to her, but she only glanced at it and said disdainfully, "I wouldn't even bother keeping something of this quality in my inn."
"Yes, this mirror is haunted."
.....
They chatted about everything under the sun, each raising their own shield.
As they talked, they started drawing lines, throwing out array plates one after another. She ate the food Zhong Ming gave her without any restraint, while Zhong Ming refused all the wine glasses she offered.
There was no need for pointless small talk. The battalion commander's wife instructed Zhong Ming to go into seclusion for a while longer, as he also needed to consolidate his Foundation Establishment stage strength.
The wonders of the Foundation Establishment stage were beyond his imagination. When the twelve meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians were integrated, the dantian became as stable as a rock after the foundation was established. The spiritual energy formed a never-ending whirlwind within the dantian, constantly attracting and refining spiritual energy.
That is, once you enter the Foundation Establishment stage, the power of the dragon vein begins to show. One of them autonomously absorbs spiritual energy, and the other autonomously refines spiritual power. The efficiency of this plus one is far greater than that of two.
He spent about half a month consolidating his realm. Here, consolidation means expanding the spiritual energy vortex to the point where it can mobilize the spiritual energy of his entire body's meridians. Because he has one more meridian than ordinary cultivators, and the dragon vein is also considered a major meridian, the intensity of this vortex needs to be higher to make the meridian circulate.
In terms of refining speed, if you are in an area with normal (thin) spiritual energy, you don't need to cultivate deliberately at all. If you are in a place with abundant spiritual energy, you need to cultivate about once every three days to clear away the spiritual energy that cannot keep up with the refining speed.
All of this is based on the premise that one does not actively absorb spiritual energy.
He spent another month cultivating, and before he knew it, the weather had turned cold, and the boundary between autumn and winter was very blurred, especially in a place like Cliff City where thunderclouds never stopped.
On this day, Zhong Ming decided to go out for a walk.
He put away the array plate, saw that the barrier set up by Miss Yao was still there, silently packed everything up, opened the door and left.
As he stepped into the courtyard, he took a deep breath of fresh air. His long period of seclusion had given him an air of decay and decay, like withered wood.
He saw a new face pass by his small courtyard, but he didn't pay any attention to it at the time.
Zhang Youcai's door was tightly closed. The "Ren Shui Jue" was practically a cultivation technique tailor-made for him. He had been in seclusion for more than twenty days and was about to succeed.
Zhong Ming hadn't seen him for a long time and felt a little guilty. As a half-disciple, he had been left without any guidance. Even a personal guard should at least give him some pointers. He had indeed been too irresponsible.
Fang Qianqian was not at the camp as usual. There were two houses that were previously empty, but people were now living there. They were probably on patrol duty in the camp.
He walked out of the courtyard gate and soon found that everyone was walking in the same direction.
"Brother, what's going on over there? Why are you all heading that way?" Zhong Ming casually stopped a cultivator.
The man had an unfriendly expression. He looked Zhong Ming up and down and asked, "From the 134th Battalion?"
"Huh? Isn't this our camp?"
"Didn't you know that the 134th and 135th Battalions merged?" He crossed his arms and carefully observed the disheveled guy in front of him, who clearly had just come out of seclusion and hadn't had time to tidy himself up.
"What? I was only in seclusion for two months, and something this big happened?"
Zhong Ming was naturally full of questions. It was common for two battalions to be stationed side-by-side, but merging them...
"So now, is the 134th Battalion or the 135th Battalion in charge?"
Speaking of this, the cultivator's face was full of displeasure, "It's your... The martial arts competition is going on ahead, the original team from the 134th Battalion and our battalion."
"Oh~~ I have to go check it out." Of course, I should join in the fun if there's something interesting going on.
At this moment, Zhong Ming had just finished "cultivating" with the Mother-Child Sword and the Mirror Polishing Brick. He was wearing the Taoist robe of the Cat Mountain Taoist Temple and had not yet displayed his captain's jade token. The opponent's cultivation level had not yet reached the peak of Qi Refining, so Zhong Ming's strength could not be discerned. However, thinking of the invincible Vice Captain Han Tong, he was no longer worried.
"Let's go, it's in the square between the two cannons ahead."
From a distance, the two cannons of the two artillery battalions were positioned quite close together.
"Thank you for pointing me in the right direction."
Zhong Ming put his hands behind his back and walked away leisurely.
The man ignored him and walked quickly forward, but he found that no matter how fast he quickened his pace, Zhong Ming always walked ahead at a leisurely pace, even seemingly widening the gap between them.
He felt increasingly uneasy as he walked, so he started running.
Zhong Ming was adapting to his body and recalling the physical strength he had during the Qi Refining stage. He couldn't let anyone see through his disguise.
Once I had calmed down, I saw the guy next to me running breathlessly, turning his head to glare at me fiercely as he ran.
Zhong Ming slowed down and began to use the Flowing Cloud Steps to make himself appear as if he had used all his strength while pretending to be nonchalant.
Soon, the two arrived among a large group of cultivators.
The two groups were clearly separated. The cannon barrels faced the ordinary cultivators of the 134th Battalion, while the other side was occupied by the crowd watching the spectacle. On each cannon stood some soldiers of higher rank.
The Foundation Establishment stage officers of the 135th Battalion have all been captured, but the Qi Refining stage cultivators are still extremely powerful.
"We won again today, eight days in a row. Ah, being invincible is so lonely."
The number of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators on both sides differed greatly. Since the Third Guard Team had not yet been rebuilt, it was nearly a quarter less in number. In the previous month's battle, the two sides had been evenly matched, but now, most of the high-level cultivators of the 134th Battalion were injured and unable to fight.
"Hey, Si Gou, still being stubborn?"