"Wife, you …" Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in shock.
"Goudan 'er, what a martial arts expert!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and was so angry that her whole body was trembling. She thought to herself that she had been fooled by him for the past two days and had even been taken advantage of by him …
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile. There was no need to pretend anymore.
"Is it fun for an expert like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." This was what Song Qingshu was thinking, but of course he did not dare to say it out loud. "I saw that Miss was heartbroken and seemed to be thinking of suicide. In a moment of desperation, I wanted to advise you, but I was afraid that you would reject a stranger from a thousand miles away, so I resorted to this method."
This time, he brought up Mu Wanqing's sore spot again. She pursed her lips and a trace of mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.
Although Mu Wanqing looked cold and fierce on the surface, in the end, she was still just a young girl in the prime of her youth. If it was in her previous life, at this age, she probably wouldn't have gone to university yet. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her at the moment.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head and secretly wiped her face with her fingertips. She asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her slender fingers, Song Qingshu suddenly felt his mouth go dry and he hurriedly replied, "Miss Mu, this one is Song Qingshu."
"Thank you, Great Hero Song, for lending a helping hand a few days ago. I'll take my leave now," Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely angry, and according to her usual temperament, if she met this kind of stinky man, she would naturally kill him with an arrow. But after thinking about the incredible martial arts she had just witnessed, she gave up on this idea.
"You're leaving just like that?" Song Qingshu muttered to himself. His reluctance to part was obvious. After being seen through by the beauty, he didn't know how to persuade her to stay. Given his personality, he wouldn't do something as shameless as Duan Yu.
When she heard Song Qingshu muttering to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears reddened. She suddenly stopped moving, turned around, and stared straight at Song Qingshu. "Go wash your face. I don't want to not even know what my savior looks like."
"What's going on?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's abnormally arrogant and pampered personality, so he couldn't figure out what she was planning to do at the moment. He could only run to the stream at the side and wash the dirt off his face. Then, he tied up his disheveled hair with a headscarf.
Looking at the completely new Song QingShu, a faint blush appeared on Mu Wanqing's fair face. "Alright, I can see it clearly." After saying that, she turned around and left without hesitation.
Could it be that she was captivated by his "jade-faced" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised. It turned out that Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world. Now that he had achieved great success in his martial arts, his mythical, reserved, and calm temperament had added a few notches of charm. Every time he woke up in the morning and looked in the mirror, the first thing he said was, "I've f * cking woken up by my handsomeness again."
… …
Looking at Mu Wanqing walking further and further away, Song Qingshu shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart. Mu Wanqing was a famous infatuated woman in the original work. She had been bitterly in love with her brother, Duan Yu, her entire life. How could she be tempted by another man?
However, looking at her graceful figure, Song Qingshu still called out for some reason, "I'm going back to Jiangnan now."
Seeing that Mu Wanqing was still walking into the distance as usual, without a trace of movement from her figure, Song Qingshu panicked and hurriedly added, "Duan Yu was captured by the Tufan State Preceptor, Jiu Mozhi. He said that he was going to be cremated in front of Murong Bo's grave in Gusu."
This time, Mu Wanqing's figure indeed trembled. She stopped for a moment and continued walking, finally disappearing from Song Qingshu's line of sight.
"It seems that my position in her heart is still incomparable to that pretty boy, Duan Yu!" Song Qingshu was filled with emotion. He completely did not realize that he was also a pretty boy.
However, he had already confirmed that Mu Wanqing would run to Jiangnan to save Duan Yu. Song Qingshu was not worried about her safety at all. Although Jiu Mozhi was a little despicable at times, overall, he was still considered an accomplished monk. He did not have the hobbies of Yun Zhonghe, nor would he kill a weak young girl like Mu Wanqing.
The reason why he wanted to send her to Jiangnan was that Song Qingshu had already made plans to go to Jiangnan.
In the past two days, he had been planning for his future. Previously, he had thought of plundering all the martial art treasures in the world, but now it seemed unrealistic. However, his martial arts skills were already sufficient. Especially after today's battle with Feng Qingyang, it made him even more confident. He knew that as long as he did not court death by provoking those famous villains in Jianghu, it would be more than enough for him to protect himself.
Moreover, as his martial arts skills became higher and higher, Song Qingshu's ambition also became bigger and bigger. The rich experience from his previous life made him understand very early on that in this chaotic world, no matter how high one's martial arts skills were, one would only be a chess piece for those in power, just like Guo Jing. Comparatively speaking, he was more envious of the leader of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Wuji, who had hundreds of thousands of followers under his command. He had become a feudal lord, had a strong army, and even had the possibility of unifying the world.
However, when he thought of the unclear relationship between the other party and his nominal wife, he felt a wave of annoyance. He did not want to be like Li Yu, who was unlucky. If Zhang Wuji unifies the world, one day he would have a thought and summon Zhou Zhiruo to his harem. At that time, he really would not be able to stop it.
Moreover, in his previous life, Song Qingshu had single-handedly created a business empire. He was already used to the feeling of having many people's fate in his hands. Now that he was just a small shrimp in Jianghu, he was not used to this kind of role change. Therefore, he had long since thought of starting his own business.
Now that the world was in chaos, it was a good time to build a career. Song Qingshu was not like the Murong father and son, who had high ambitions but low ability, and clumsy political opportunists. He had already planned out a blueprint.
What was the essence of power? One was military power, the second was human power, but in fact, the most important was financial power. When a lot of people depended on you to eat, you would naturally have great power. Of course, if you had the power to control the world while lying on a drunken beauty's lap, you would have the power to control the world.
Without the ability to guarantee that your property would not be taken away, power would only be a laughable bubble.
Song Qingshu saw that there was no hope for the secret martial arts manuals, so he decisively shifted his focus to searching for the world's treasures.
Although the world's buried secret martial arts manuals were monopolized by the original protagonist, and he had no way to compete with the original protagonist for luck. But the original novel more or less had one thing in common, and that was that none of the protagonists touched the treasures that appeared in the novel! It was very likely that Old Master Jin wanted to show the protagonist's' noble character and unquestionable integrity 'that treated money like dirt. But this just happened to benefit Song Qingshu.
There was no need to compete with the original protagonist for the treasure. Song Qingshu felt that his thoughts were suddenly clear, and he took stock of the world's treasures. The treasure of Gaochang's labyrinth was far away in the Western Region, which was Zhang Wuji's territory, so he did not consider it for the time being. The treasure of the Roaming King near the Jade Brush Villa was too far away, and it was located in the hinterland of the Manchurian Qing, so even if he found it, he would not be able to transport it away. The treasure of the Forty-two-chapter Sutra was even more difficult. Putting aside the difficulty of collecting all eight copies of the Forty-two-chapter Sutra, Mount Luding was the location of the Manchurian Qing's Dragon Vein, so it was impossible to sneak the treasure out of the Manchurian Qing's eyes and ears.
The treasure of the Tianning Temple in Jingzhou was originally very easy to find, but it was Ling Tuisi's territory, and it was located in the war zone. Song Qingshu did not want to alert the enemy.
After thinking about it, Song Qingshu finally locked his eyes on the treasure of the Great Workshop in Jinling City! Chapter 48 Meets the Tyrant
The treasure of the Great Workshop in Jinling was easy to find, and it was not like other treasures that did not even show up in the end. However, the treasure of the Great Workshop could be found by the plot characters.
In order to prevent others from beating him to the treasure, Song Qingshu decided to go to Jinling immediately. Therefore, he had subconsciously tricked Mu Wanqing into going to Jiangnan. Maybe they would meet again very soon.
"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. To think that I, Sijiao, feel like every day is like a year …" Song Qingshu thought of the fight between Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren, and how they ran for thousands of miles. Now that he had just mastered the Lightness Skill, on a whim, he actually did not ride a horse or take a carriage from Mount Hua to Jinling City for thousands of miles. He used his Lightness Skill to travel thousands of miles from Mount Hua to Jinling City.
In the beginning, he used the Lightness Skill [Treading on the Sands] to run at high speed. After running for tens of miles, he was extremely tired. His heart was overwhelmed with shock. It must be known that his internal energy was already quite strong and lasting. If he used the ordinary Lightness Skill to hurry along, although it would not be as fast as he was now, it would not be a problem for him to persist for a hundred and eighty miles. However, if he used the [Treading on the Sands], he would not be able to sustain it for long. It seemed that Wei Yixiao was only good at short distance galloping.
After running for a few days, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany in his heart. He began to pay attention to the efficiency of his internal energy utilization. Under his careful planning, the limit of his Lightness Skill once broke through a hundred miles.
Later on, Song Qingshu constantly improved. After running a section of the [Treading on the Sands], he would often spend the time it took to burn a stick of incense to change to the ordinary Lightness Skill. He would then take the opportunity to adjust his internal energy. When he felt that it was about time, he would continue to use the [Treading on the Sands]. In this way, the distance he could persist for each time was getting longer and longer.
After so many days of challenging the limits of the Lightness Skill, Song Qingshu's internal energy had also improved significantly. It was even faster than his usual cultivation speed. Song Qingshu could feel that the internal energy inside his body was surging. He knew that he had reached his limit. Once he solved the problem of the coexistence of the God's Reflection Qi and the Nine Yin Qi, his internal energy would never dry up.
Five or six days later, Song Qingshu finally arrived at the foot of Jin Ling city. He secretly let out a sigh of relief: "It took me five or six days to travel two thousand miles. It's so much slower than the train in my previous life." What he didn't know was how frightening his speed was in this world. In this world, the information dissemination was the fastest. Using all the resources of a country, they let the courier ride the best horse, ring the bell during the day, light the fire at night, and they were not responsible for the death of anyone. Changing horses at every shop, changing people at every shop. Regardless of rain or shine, they could travel day and night. Even the fastest way to deliver the so-called most urgent information was only five hundred miles a day. But Song Qingshu, with just his two legs, could travel nearly four hundred miles a day …
"If I can balance the internal energy in my body and maintain the extreme speed of the [Treading on the Sands], I'm afraid that it won't be much slower than the plane in my previous life." Song Qingshu dragged his tired legs and walked into the city. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Everything about this ancient world is good. It's just that the speed of travel is too slow. Horse carriages are so slow that it can make people vomit blood."
He stayed at an inn in the city for the night. During the night, he quietly asked the waiter for the location of the Great Martial Arts Workshop. After a hearty meal, he washed up and cleaned up, and waited until the dead of night.
The treasure of Jin Ling's Great Martial Arts Workshop was easy to find. Secondly, it was not like other treasures that were never revealed. However, the treasure of the Great Martial Arts Workshop was very likely to be discovered by plot characters.
In order to prevent others from beating him to it, Song Qingshu decided to go to Jin Ling immediately. That was why he had subconsciously tricked Mu Wanqing into going to Jiangnan. Perhaps they would meet again very soon.
"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. To think that I, Sijiao, feel like every day is like a year …" Song Qingshu thought of Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren's fight all the way, and how they had run for thousands of miles. Now that his qinggong had just been mastered, on a whim, from Mount Hua to Jin Ling, he actually didn't ride a horse, nor did he sit in a carriage. Instead, he used his qinggong to travel thousands of miles from Mount Hua to Jin Ling.
In the beginning, he used the qinggong 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace' to run at high speed. After running for tens of miles, he was extremely tired, and his heart was overwhelmed with shock. It must be known that his internal energy was already quite strong and lasting. If he used an ordinary qinggong to travel, although he wouldn't be as fast as he was now, it wouldn't be a problem for him to persist for a hundred and eighty miles. However, if he used the 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', he wouldn't be able to sustain it for long.
After running for a few days, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany in his heart. He began to pay attention to the efficiency of his internal energy. Under his careful planning, the limit of his rapid galloping broke through a hundred miles.
Later on, Song Qingshu constantly improved. After running a section of 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', he would often spend the time it took for a joss stick to burn to change to an ordinary qinggong. He would then take the opportunity to adjust his internal energy, and when he felt that it was about right, he would continue to use 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace'. In this way, the distance he could persist for each time grew longer and longer.
After many days of challenging the limits of his qinggong, Song Qingshu's internal energy had also greatly improved. It was even faster than his usual cultivation speed. Song Qingshu could feel that the internal energy inside his body was surging, and he knew that he had reached his limit. Once he solved the problem of the coexistence of the God's Reflection Qi and the Nine Yin Qi, his internal energy would never dry up.
Five or six days later, Song Qingshu finally arrived at the foot of Jin Ling city. He secretly let out a sigh of relief: "It took me five or six days to travel two thousand miles. It's so much slower than the train in my previous life." What he didn't know was how frightening his speed was in this world. In this world, the information dissemination was the fastest. Using all the resources of a country, they let the courier ride the best horse, ring the bell during the day, light the fire during the night, and they were not responsible for the death of anyone. Changing horses for every shop, changing people for every shop, regardless of the weather, they could travel day and night. Even the fastest way to deliver the so-called most urgent information was only five hundred miles a day. But Song Qingshu, with just his two legs, could travel nearly four hundred miles a day …
"If I can balance the internal energy in my body and maintain the extreme speed of 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', I'm afraid that it won't be much slower than the plane in my previous life." Song Qingshu dragged his tired legs and walked into the city. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Everything about this ancient world is good, but the speed of travel is too slow. Horse carriages and the like are so slow that they can make people vomit blood."
He stayed at an inn in the city for the night. During the night, he quietly asked the waiter for the location of the Great Martial Arts Workshop. After a hearty meal, he washed up and cleaned up, and waited until the dead of night.
The treasure of Jin Ling's Great Martial Arts Workshop was easy to find. Secondly, it was not like other treasures that were not even revealed in the end. The treasure of the Great Martial Arts Workshop was very likely to be discovered by plot characters.
In order to prevent others from beating him to it, Song Qingshu decided to immediately go to Jin Ling. That was why he had subconsciously tricked Mu Wanqing into going to Jiangnan. Perhaps they would meet again very soon.
"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. To think that I, Sijiao, feel like every day is like a year …" Song Qingshu thought of Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren's fight all the way, and how they had run for thousands of miles. Now that he had just mastered his Qinggong, on a whim, from Mount Hua to Jin Ling, he actually did not ride a horse or sit in a carriage. Instead, he used his Qinggong to travel thousands of miles from Mount Hua to Jin Ling.
In the beginning, he used his Qinggong [Treading on the Sands] to run at high speed. After running for tens of miles, he was extremely tired. He was overwhelmed with shock. It must be known that his internal energy was already considered quite strong and lasting. If he used his normal Qinggong to hurry, although he would not be as fast as he was now, it would not be a problem for him to persist for a hundred and eighty miles. However, if he used [Treading on the Sands], he would not be able to sustain it for long.
It seemed that Wei Yixiao was only good at short distances. After running for a few days, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany. He began to pay attention to the efficiency of his internal energy utilization. Under his careful planning, the limit of his rapid galloping broke through a hundred miles.
Later on, Song Qingshu constantly improved. After running a section of [Treading on the Sands], he would often spend the time it took to burn a stick of incense to change to a normal Qinggong. He would then take the opportunity to adjust his internal energy. When he felt that it was about time, he would continue to use [Treading on the Sands]. In this way, the distance he could persist for each time was getting longer and longer.
After many days of challenging the limits of his Qinggong, Song Qingshu's internal energy had also improved significantly. It was even faster than his usual cultivation speed. Song Qingshu could feel that the internal energy inside his body was surging. He knew that he had already reached his limit. Once he solved the problem of the coexistence of the God's Reflection Qi and the Nine Yin Qi, his internal energy would never dry up.
Five or six days later, Song QingShu finally arrived at the foot of Jin Ling city. He let out a sigh of relief, "It took me five or six days to travel two thousand miles. It's so much slower than the train in my previous life." What he didn't know was how frightening his speed was in this world. In this world, the information dissemination was the fastest. Using all the resources of a country, they let the courier ride the best horse, ring the bell during the day, light the fire at night, and they were not responsible for the death of people. Changing horses at every shop, changing people at every shop. Regardless of rain or shine, they traveled day and night. Among them, the fastest person to deliver the so-called most urgent message could only travel five hundred miles a day. But Song Qingshu, with just his two legs, could travel nearly four hundred miles a day …
"If I can balance the internal energy inside my body and maintain the extreme speed of [Treading on the Sands], I'm afraid that it won't be much slower than the airplane in my previous life." Song Qingshu dragged his tired legs and walked into the city. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Everything about this ancient world is good. It's just that this traveling speed is too slow. Horse carriages are so slow that it can make people vomit blood."
He stayed at an inn in the city for the night. During the night, he quietly asked the waiter for the location of the Great Martial Arts Workshop. After a hearty meal, he washed up and cleaned up, and waited until the dead of night.
The treasure of Jin Ling's Great Martial Arts Workshop was easy to find. Secondly, it was not like other treasures that were never revealed. However, the treasure of the Great Martial Arts Workshop was very likely to be discovered by plot characters.
In order to prevent others from beating him to it, Song Qingshu decided to go to Jin Ling immediately. That was why he had subconsciously tricked Mu Wanqing into going to Jiangnan. Perhaps they would meet again very soon.
"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. To think that I, Sijiao, feel like every day is like a year …" Song Qingshu thought of the fight between Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren, and how they had run for tens of thousands of miles. Now that he had just mastered his qinggong, on a whim, he actually did not ride a horse or take a carriage from Mount Hua to Jin Ling for thousands of miles.
In the beginning, he used the qinggong 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace' to run at high speed. After running for tens of miles, he was extremely tired. He was overwhelmed with shock. It must be known that his internal energy was already quite strong and lasting. If he used ordinary qinggong to hurry on the road, although he would not be as fast as he was now, it would not be a problem for him to persist for a hundred and eighty miles. However, if he used the 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', he would not be able to sustain it for long.
After running for a few days, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany. He began to pay attention to the efficiency of his internal energy. Under his careful planning, the limit of his rapid galloping broke through a hundred miles.
Later on, Song Qingshu constantly improved. After running a section of 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', he would often spend the time it took to burn a stick of incense to change to ordinary qinggong. He would then take the opportunity to adjust his internal energy. When he felt that it was about right, he would then continue to use 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace'. In this way, the distance he could persist for each time was getting longer and longer.
After many days of challenging the limits of qinggong, Song Qingshu's internal energy had also improved significantly. It was even faster than his usual cultivation speed. Song Qingshu could feel that the internal energy in his body was surging. He knew that he had already reached his limit. Once he solved the problem of the coexistence of the God's Reflection Qi and the Nine Yin Qi, his internal energy would never dry up.
Five or six days later, Song Qingshu finally arrived at the foot of Jin Ling city. He secretly let out a sigh of relief: "It took me five or six days to travel two thousand miles. It's so much slower than the train in my previous life." What he didn't know was how frightening his speed was in this world. In this world, the information dissemination was the fastest. Using all the resources of a country, they let the courier ride the best horse, ring the bell during the day, light the fire during the night, and they were not responsible for the death of anyone. Changing horses for every shop, changing people for every shop, regardless of the weather, they could travel day and night. Even the fastest way to deliver the so-called most urgent information was only five hundred miles a day. But Song Qingshu, with just his two legs, could travel nearly four hundred miles a day …
"If I can balance the internal energy in my body and maintain the extreme speed of 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', I'm afraid that it won't be much slower than the plane in my previous life." Song Qingshu dragged his tired legs and walked into the city. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Everything about this ancient world is good, but the speed of travel is too slow. Horse carriages and the like are so slow that they can make people vomit blood."
He stayed at an inn in the city for the night. During the night, he quietly asked the waiter for the location of the Great Martial Arts Workshop. After a hearty meal, he washed up and cleaned up, and waited until the dead of night.
The treasure of Jin Ling's Great Martial Arts Workshop was easy to find. Secondly, it was not like other treasures that were not even revealed in the end. The treasure of the Great Martial Arts Workshop was very likely to be discovered by plot characters.
In order to prevent others from beating him to it, Song Qingshu decided to immediately go to Jin Ling. That was why he had subconsciously tricked Mu Wanqing into going to Jiangnan. Perhaps they would meet again very soon.
"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. To think that I, Sijiao, feel like every day is like a year …" Song Qingshu thought of Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren's fight all the way, and how they had run for thousands of miles. Now that he had just mastered his Qinggong, on a whim, from Mount Hua to Jin Ling, he actually did not ride a horse or sit in a carriage. Instead, he used his Qinggong to travel thousands of miles from Mount Hua to Jin Ling.
In the beginning, he used his Qinggong [Treading on the Sands] to run at high speed. After running for tens of miles, he was extremely tired. He was overwhelmed with shock. It must be known that his internal energy was already considered quite strong and lasting. If he used his normal Qinggong to hurry, although he would not be as fast as he was now, it would not be a problem for him to persist for a hundred and eighty miles. However, if he used [Treading on the Sands], he would not be able to sustain it for long.
It seemed that Wei Yixiao was only good at short distance running. After running for a few days, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany. He began to pay attention to the efficiency of his internal energy. Under his careful planning, the limit of his rapid galloping broke through a hundred miles.
Later on, Song Qingshu constantly improved. After running a section of [Treading on the Sands], he would often spend the time it took to burn a stick of incense to change to a normal Qinggong. He would then take the opportunity to adjust his internal energy. When he felt that it was about time, he would continue to use [Treading on the Sands]. In this way, the distance he could persist for each time was getting longer and longer.
After many days of challenging the limits of his Qinggong, Song Qingshu's internal energy had also improved significantly. It was even faster than his usual cultivation speed. Song Qingshu could feel that the internal energy in his body was surging. He knew that he had already reached his limit. Once he solved the problem of the coexistence of the God's Reflection Qi and the Nine Yin Qi, his internal energy would never dry up.
Five or six days later, Song QingShu finally arrived at the foot of Jin Ling city. He let out a sigh of relief, "It took me five or six days to travel two thousand miles. It's so much slower than the train in my previous life." What he didn't know was how frightening his speed was in this world. In this world, the information dissemination was the fastest. Using all the resources of a country, they let the courier ride the best horse, ring the bell during the day, light the fire during the night, and they were not responsible for the death of people. Changing horses for every shop, changing people for every shop, regardless of the weather, they could travel day and night. Among them, the fastest person to deliver the so-called most urgent message could only travel five hundred miles a day. But Song Qingshu, with just his two legs, managed to travel nearly four hundred miles a day …
"If I can balance the internal energy in my body and maintain the extreme speed of [Treading on the Sands], I'm afraid that it won't be much slower than the airplane in my previous life." Song Qingshu dragged his tired legs and walked into the city. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Everything about this ancient world is good. It's just that this traveling speed is too slow. Horse carriages are so slow that it can make people vomit blood."
He stayed at an inn in the city for the night. During the night, he quietly asked the waiter for the location of the Great Martial Arts Workshop. After a hearty meal, he washed up and cleaned up, and waited until the dead of night.
The treasure of Jin Ling's Great Martial Arts Workshop was easy to find. Secondly, it was not like other treasures that were never revealed. However, the treasure of the Great Martial Arts Workshop was very likely to be discovered by plot characters.
In order to prevent others from beating him to it, Song Qingshu decided to go to Jin Ling immediately. That was why he had subconsciously tricked Mu Wanqing to come to Jiangnan. Perhaps they would meet again very soon.
"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. To think that I, Sijiao, feel like every day is like a year …" Song Qingshu thought of Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren's fight all the way, and how they had run for thousands of miles. Now that he had just mastered his qinggong, on a whim, from Mount Hua to Jin Ling, he actually didn't ride a horse or a carriage. He relied entirely on his legs to display his qinggong.
In the beginning, he used the qinggong 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace' to run at high speed. After running for tens of miles, he was extremely tired. He was overwhelmed with shock. It must be known that his internal energy was already considered quite strong and lasting. If he used an ordinary qinggong to hurry along, although he wouldn't be as fast as he was now, it wouldn't be a problem for him to persist for a hundred and eighty miles. However, if he used the 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', he wouldn't be able to sustain it for long.
After running for a few days, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany. He began to pay attention to the efficiency of his internal energy. Under his careful planning, the limit of his rapid galloping broke through a distance of a hundred miles.
Later on, Song Qingshu constantly improved. After running a section of 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', he would often spend the time it took for a joss stick to burn to change to an ordinary qinggong. He would then take the opportunity to adjust his internal energy. When he felt that it was about time, he would continue to use 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace'. In this way, the distance he could persist for each time grew longer and longer.
After many days of challenging the limits of his qinggong, Song Qingshu's internal energy had also improved significantly. It was even faster than his usual cultivation speed. Song Qingshu felt that the internal energy in his body was surging. He knew that he had reached his limit. Once he solved the problem of the coexistence of the God's Reflection Qi and the Nine Yin Qi, his internal energy would grow endlessly.
Five or six days later, Song QingShu finally arrived at the foot of Jin Ling city. He let out a sigh of relief, "It took me five or six days to travel two thousand miles. It's so much slower than the train in my previous life." What he didn't know was how terrifying his speed was in this world. In this world, the information dissemination was the fastest. Using the power of an entire country, they let the courier ride the best horse, ring the bell during the day, light the fire at night, and they were not responsible for the death of people. Changing horses at every shop, changing people at every shop. Regardless of rain or shine, they could travel day and night. Among them, the fastest way to deliver the so-called most urgent information was only five hundred miles a day. But Song Qingshu, with just his two legs, could travel nearly four hundred miles a day …
"If I can balance the internal energy in my body and maintain the extreme speed of 'Treading on the Sands without a Trace', I'm afraid that it won't be much slower than the plane in my previous life." Song Qingshu dragged his tired legs as he walked into the city. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Everything about this ancient world is good, but the speed of traveling is too slow. Horse carriages are so slow that it can make people vomit blood."
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