For Li Mu, its biggest function was to lubricate his cultivation and help him break through the Zhenwu Boxing. Before, no matter how well Li Mu practiced the first three styles of the Zhenwu Boxing, once he reached the fourth style, he couldn't complete it. His body hurt as if his muscles and bones were broken.
Li Mu guessed that it might have something to do with the lack of internal qi.
In essence, the Zhenwu Boxing was a kind of combat skill, a technique.
The technique needed the help of internal qi.
But now, he finally saw a glimmer of light.
In the distant horizon, a faint red glow of dawn dyed half of the sky red.
The military cemetery had been closed for several days. It was extremely quiet, without a single person.
Li Mu found it was almost time, so he whistled to call the chrysanthemum leopard that was playing with butterflies in the distance. Then, he rode the chrysanthemum leopard and directly left the cemetery.
He still didn't return to the Pig-Herding Alley, but went to the Holy House on Liufang Street of the Musical House.
Now that Hua Xiangrong had just set foot on the road of cultivation, he needed to pay more attention to her. The Natural Light Taoist Figure made rapid progress and was difficult to control, so she was more unpredictable than Qing Feng. Therefore, Li Mu didn't dare to be careless and wanted to go and have a look.
After Li Mu's figure disappeared, in the cemetery where the twilight had yet to fade, energy fluctuations that others could not detect appeared. Several blood-colored figures loomed around the Leaping Dragon Deployment, and the one in the lead was that General Flame.
"He … actually did it."
"The Spiritual Qi in the Earthvein actually …"
"It feels like we made a mistake."
"Is this a slap in the face?"
"If the Spiritual Qi in the Earthvein is drained by him, won't we also disappear?"
The blood-colored shadows of the generals all looked a little embarrassed.
That day, they just casually promised, because as far as they knew, no one could absorb the Spiritual Qi in the Earthvein and turn it into their own. Even that master of the Holy Clan couldn't do it. Who would have thought that Li Mu really did it? That was very embarrassing.
"What warlock tactical deployment is this? I've never seen it before. "
General Flame's eyes fell on the Leaping Dragon Deployment that had been temporarily turned off by Li Mu. Curiosity was written all over his face. Instinctively, he sensed that the deployment had an unprecedented power, which made him feel close to it but also intimidated him.
"It will drain all the Spiritual Qi in the Earthveins … as long as Li Mu is willing," another general said.
"Then let's negotiate with Li Mu and ask him to show mercy." Someone … no, a ghost suggested.
"It's not good to go back on your word, is it?"
"Who knows if he can really absorb the spiritual energy of the earth veins."
"If we do this, he will see through us."
"At least it's better than disappearing into thin air without the Spiritual Qi of the earth veins."
The group of ghost generals chattered and discussed, but in the end, they did not reach any consensus. Obviously, Li Mu's behavior had troubled and distressed them. What was worse was that they had once boasted that whether Li Mu could absorb the Spiritual Qi in the Earthvein or not, they were still willing to help Li Mu once … Wow, even ghosts couldn't brag!
The group of distressed ghost generals finally dissipated before the sun set, returning to their respective tombs to rest.
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In the past few days, Chang 'an seemed to be peaceful, but in fact, undercurrents were surging.
Ordinary people would not feel the tense atmosphere in the city, but the really well-informed people all felt a kind of depression before a storm, which could be seen from the mobilization of the garrison outside Chang 'an, the fast horses galloping on the street of the courier station, and the gradually increasing number of unfamiliar faces outside the Pig-Herding Alley and the Holy House.
The youngest son of Lord Zhenxi was dead.
Killed by Li Mu.
Jiang Bing, the garrison general of the sub-government office in the western city, was also dead.
Also killed by Li Mu.
In front of the Monument to Martyrs on the memorial street of the Chang 'an Mausoleum, blood stained the floor tiles. Although the blood had been cleaned and the corpses had been collected, the smell of blood in the air had not dissipated. It was said that a sergeant major was killed that day. But compared with the death of Qin Lin and Jiang Bing, the death of such a small figure was not at all concerned.
Although the news had been blocked by the government to a certain extent, those who had a certain status in the city still vaguely knew it. The moment they heard the news, they almost thought their ears were playing tricks on them.
A young prince had died, and he had been killed in front of everyone's eyes.
What a monstrous wave it would set off!
At the same time, a fifth-grade military officer of the empire was also killed.
The sky of Chang 'an City was pierced through.
And what was more bizarre was that the person who pierced through the sky did not escape, but openly sought pleasure in the Musical House, which was the most fantastic story since the revival of the empire.
Many people were waiting for the further development of the incident.
"A Natural Expert can fight against Lord Zhenxi?"
No one believed that Li Mu had such power.
But Li Mu's calmness and leisure were incomprehensible to everyone.
"Unless … he has something to rely on?"
That's right, such a young Innate Master, such a peerless genius, how could he have grown up like weeds in the wild? Someone must have groomed him, and how could a force that could groom such a genius be weak? "Could it be a Holy Clan?"
Lord Zhenxi was afraid of this, so he did not rush to take action.
But obviously, the pain of losing his son made him unable to calm down.
As time went by, several strange faces in the Natural Realm appeared in Chang 'an City. At the same time, it was said that the head of the Supervisory Department of the Western Qin Empire also sent a patrol to Chang' an City to investigate the death of Supervisor Xu and for Li Mu.
The matter that a Natural Expert killed an official of the empire was originally within the jurisdiction of the Supervisory Department.
And in such a treacherous situation, the Top Beauty election in Chang 'an City also began with a bang, which undoubtedly attracted the attention of countless ordinary people. The annual Top Beauty Competition was a grand ceremony in Chang' an City. Because of the Top Beauty Competition, all kinds of activities, business opportunities, parties, poetry meetings, and so on, would make the whole Chang 'an City in a state of excitement.
Chambers of commerce and consortiums from far away would come from all the mansions.
During this period, the liveliness in Chang 'an City was comparable to the Spring Festival of China on Earth.
And at this time, the candidates for the Top Beauty had also become famous.
The stars of the several brothels of the Musical House were all popular candidates, including Hua Xiangrong of the Holy House.
And in addition, famous prostitutes from other states and prefectures all wanted to compete for the title of Top Beauty. Even if they could not really become the Top Beauty due to local protectionism, as long as they could enter the top ten, they would gain both fame and fortune.
And for ordinary people, the Top Beauty Competition might be the only time in their lives that they could see the fairy-like Top Beauty, so they were also very excited.
All the brothels began to make all kinds of publicity.
Many famous talents, poets, and scholars became the target of the brothels' invitation and the famous prostitutes' flattery. Because at this time, as long as they had a ten-year or century-old poem that was sung in Chang 'an City, it could be said that they would have more intangible capital and chips in the competition.
The power of poetry was also very important.
For a time, it could be said that the literary world was surging.
As a rising star who had recently crushed the literary world of Chang 'an City like a hurricane, Li Mu's three poems, Epigraph of My Shack, Beauty Poem, and Hua Xiangrong, had been sung for a while, so he was certainly the focus of all parties. Such a handsome scholar who could write a century-old poem was undoubtedly the target that many people wanted to win over.
But no one really took action, and they were all watching.
Because everyone knew that Li Mu only favored Hua Xiangrong, and as the most popular girl of the Holy House, Hua Xiangrong had also signed up for the Top Beauty Competition this time. Before they were absolutely sure, no one wanted to be rejected.
Of course, there were also many famous prostitutes who boasted that their looks were not inferior to Hua Xiangrong's. They were all inquiring about Li Mu's whereabouts, hoping to snatch the young upstart poet from Hua Xiangrong's Holy House.
"A five-year-old virgin. So what if he is excellent in both poetry and martial arts? He has seen few women, so he likes Hua Xiangrong's clean official secretly. If he meets me, I guarantee that from now on, he will kneel under my skirt."
That was what Xue Rui, the famous prostitute from Fufeng Mansion, said.
And many other famous prostitutes who were excellent in both colors were also planning to do the same thing.
However, during this period, they had been investigating openly and secretly, but still failed to find any trace of Li Mu.
The gate of the Shack in the Pig-Herding Alley was closed every day. No matter who came to the Shack, they could not open the gate. Neither did they see any trace of Li Mu. For a while, the residents of the Pig-Herding Alley became a hot commodity. All parties were eager to learn Li Mu's whereabouts from the poor people. Yet, they did not gain much.
After investigating for a long time, they only got one clue: Zhou Dedao, the president of the Dafeng Chamber of Commerce, was the only person who had ever knocked on the gate of the Shack.
Therefore, many people went to visit Zhou Dedao.
But Zhou Dedao could only put on a wry smile and said, "It's not that I have any friendship with Your Honor Li. It's because my son made trouble …" He told the whole story. The reason he could knock on Li Mu's door was that he offered the remaining 300,000 gold notes to Li Mu to remove the curse in his son's body. But now, after the curse was removed, he could no longer contact Li Mu.
This result undoubtedly made everyone very disappointed.
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In the magistrate's mansion.
"Your Honor, we just got the news that Liu Wufeng, the Sword in the Cloud, one of the four great Ministers under Lord Zhenxi, has arrived in the city. Now, he is living in the Soft Jade House in the Musical House, accompanied by three Natural Experts of Lord Zhenxi's Mansion. The Soft Jade House is the closest to the Holy House."
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