"Creak."
Closing the door, Song Zhenguo walked to the windowsill and saw a black pigeon with pinkish-white eyes squatting on his windowsill, preening its feathers.
Seeing this, he quickly walked over and grabbed the pigeon, gently taking a small paper tube from its leg.
Unfolding the paper tube, a line of beautiful words was clearly written on it: "Brother Song, Jun 'er will help you ask about that Young Master Wang. Also, the Scented Satin Festival is coming soon. Can Brother Song promise Jun 'er not to come to the pleasure boat then? Definitely not! "
Stunned, Song Zhenguo continued reading.
"The boat mistress and the others will use the girls' names to create gimmicks and deceive people. They will also make arrangements that are not good for Brother Song. Promise me, Jun 'er will take care of everything. After this Scented Satin Festival, Jun' er will agree to go home with Brother Song … "
Reading the contents of the paper scroll, Song Zhenguo's face immediately revealed a deep joy.
"Brother Song promises you, I won't give them a chance!" Although he had some doubts, as the reason was somewhat far-fetched, he trusted Jun 'er and did not suspect anything.
Song Zhenguo quickly found a piece of paper and wrote down what he wanted to say. Then, he rolled it into a tube and tied it to the leg of the black pigeon. He picked up the black pigeon with both hands and threw it out. Immediately, the pigeon fluttered away.
The pigeon flapped its wings and flew, rushing out of the Song Family's courtyard. It lightly flitted over the vermilion bricks and tiles, streaked across the streets that looked like tofu, and flew over the black roofs of the pavilions of different heights. Very soon, it arrived on Cypress Pine Lake, descending toward a red pleasure boat.
The black pigeon flapped its wings and stopped in front of the window of one of the rooms on the boat. A slender hand gently held it.
Jun 'er quickly removed the paper from the black pigeon's leg, looked around, and hurriedly released it.
"Go, return to your nest," she said softly.
The black pigeon flapped its wings and flew out, quickly disappearing from the window.
Jun 'er closed the window and gently unrolled the paper. A trace of tenderness appeared on her face. She hurriedly lit the paper over the candle flame.
Holding it in her hand, she waited until only a corner of the paper was left before gently opening the window and throwing it out, letting it float into Cypress Pine Lake.
"Creak …"
Suddenly, the room's door opened automatically, as if someone had pushed it open from outside. Jun 'er was so startled that she turned around abruptly. Still in a state of shock, she pressed against her pounding chest and stared fixedly at the door.
After composing herself, she walked over and looked left and right. Seeing that there was no movement or shadow, she stuck her head out to look at the corridor outside.
This was the dressing room below the cabin. Because of Song Zhenguo, she now had her own dressing room. There was no one around, as the other sisters had gone upstairs to receive guests.
The corridor was empty. There was no one there.
Jun 'er heaved a sigh of relief and turned back to her room. She locked the door and added a bolt.
She sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb, and gently combed her hair. Whenever her mood fluctuated, combing her hair would always gradually calm her down.
Unexpectedly, just as she picked up the comb, her expression suddenly changed.
On the wooden table under the comb, there was a line of words written in black eyebrow pencil.
"You must act during the Scented Satin Festival. Don't forget who you are."
Jun 'er bit her lower lip, a look of struggle appearing in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she used the eyebrow pencil to lightly write "Yes". Then, she reached out and wiped away the words, leaving only a black stain.
She raised her head again and looked at her blurry face in the bronze mirror. For a moment, she was a little dazed.
She knew that it was a warning, warning her not to do anything extra. Fortunately, the contents of the scroll had not been discovered.
"It's a pity … I can't be with Brother Song forever …" A trace of regret and determination flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Her master wanted to collect people who were born at the Yin hour, and they had to be born at the Yin hour of the Yin year, Yin month, and Yin hour. And Song Zhenguo was one of the targets. In order to capture him, she had made all the necessary preparations. All she had to do was wait for her to invite him on the day of the Scented Satin Festival.
But unknowingly, she had slowly fallen in love with the upright and forthright Song Zhenguo. She worshipped him, admired him, and wanted to rely on him …
"Brother Song … Jun 'er is so tired … so tired …" Jun' er gently touched her cheek, a tear silently falling from the corner of her eye.
…
In a small canyon outside the city.
"Bam!!"
Lu Sheng turned around with a palm strike, smashing the thick boulder behind him into pieces. The boulder, which was as long as an arm, was smashed into pieces and scattered on the ground.
"Bam bam bam!!"
Lu Sheng turned swiftly again and struck out with a series of palm strikes, smashing the remaining boulders hanging beside him into pieces one by one.
The grayish-white stone powder slowly dispersed, a little choking.
Lu Sheng slowly withdrew his inner force. He put his palms together and sank into his Dantian.
'My saber and palm techniques are sufficient. What I'm lacking are lightness skills and footwork, as well as long-range concealed weapons. Otherwise, I'll be in trouble if I run into a kiting opponent at a distance.' Lu Sheng slowly calmed his inner force, pondering in his heart.
'In addition, Jade Crane Skill has absorbed the force of Black Tiger Saber and has undergone a qualitative change. But this improvement is due to the powder left behind by that ghost. If I were to rely on myself to complete the fusion process and details, I would need too much experience and exploration. This is similar to the difficulty of creating a martial art. It's impossible for me to complete it alone. '
After that, he had tried to achieve breakthroughs in other inner and outer force skills. Unfortunately, he had failed. Several times, he had ended up injuring his meridians. Moreover, after repeated attempts, the results were completely different from what he had expected.
'Without sufficient experience in martial arts, it seems impossible to create a breakthrough in martial arts by myself.' Lu Sheng understood. 'The Jade Crane Skill absorbs the force of Black Tiger Saber and produces a qualitative change. It seems simple, but in fact, it must have been simulated countless times in advance, resulting in the best possible outcome. If I want to continue to improve my martial arts, I must find more similar items left behind by ghosts. '
After withdrawing his inner force, Lu Sheng walked to the trunk of the big tree. He took down his coat, towel and other items, and used the towel to wipe the sweat off his body.
'Time to test out the might of Level Three of Black Fury Skill.' All this while, he had not used his full strength to test out the strength of Level Three of Black Fury Skill. Now that his body had recovered, it was a good time to test it out.
Looking at the big tree in front of him, Lu Sheng was suddenly inspired. He gathered all his inner Qi into his right hand and struck out with a vicious palm strike.
"BAM!!"
The sound was the same as before, but the strength was not much greater. After all, the amplification of Black Fury Skill was not mainly in explosive power.
Lu Sheng gently retracted his hand and saw a clear, pitch-black handprint imprinted in the middle of the tree trunk.
The handprint was more than ten centimeters deep, and emitted a pungent, fiery odor.
Lu Sheng reached out and lightly touched the edge of the black handprint. A large piece of tree bark instantly fell off. The inside of the bark was covered with a large number of wrinkle-like black veins.
'This is a burn that feels like it's on fire. Looks like Black Fury Skill is a pretty good grade among the Yang-type inner force skills. It's a pity that it's only a few incomplete levels … if I can extrapolate and strengthen Black Fury Skill, perhaps my future development and improvement will be even greater! '
His current level of inner force was equivalent to that of an ordinary person's forty to fifty years of cultivation, and this did not include the time he spent cultivating Black Tiger Saber Technique and other martial arts.
'Next, I should practice a specialized set of footwork. Whether it's Black Tiger Saber Technique or other martial arts, they only have footwork that goes along with attacks. I don't have a complete system of footwork that is purely used for traveling, pursuing and escaping.'
Lu Sheng began to rummage through the footwork he had collected. Up until now, he had only collected one — the Precious Eight Steps he had obtained in Nine Links City. However, this was only used specifically for dodging in battle.
'Deep Blue,' he called out in his heart.
The Modifier's frame floated up and hovered before his eyes.
Lu Sheng recalled the Precious Eight Steps he had previously memorized. The grade of this set of footwork was even lower than that of Pursuing the Wind Saber Technique. It didn't even have a visualization diagram, so he might as well commit it to memory.
Carefully recalling each step, Lu Sheng slowly stepped out with his left foot, then rotated his calf muscles to the left and exerted force. His right leg pushed against the side of the tree trunk, and his whole body leapt forward. This was the first step of Precious Eight Steps. This set of footwork had a total of eight steps and three levels. It was said that it was an imitation of the once famous Eight Steps Overtaking Cicada of the Central Plains.
Lu Sheng studied it for a while. Coupled with his own foundation in footwork, he quickly familiarized himself with the movements and force. He saw the option for Precious Eight Steps on the Modifier.
He quickly stopped his movements and pressed the Modify button with his mind.
Instantly, the entire Modifier's frame flashed violently.
'Raise Precious Eight Steps by one level,' Lu Sheng continued.
In the options on the Modifier, the status of Precious Eight Steps instantly changed from Uninitiated to Initiated.
Lu Sheng checked the state of his body. Other than a slight numbness and itchiness in his legs and a slight reduction in the inner Qi of Black Tiger Jade Crane Skill, there was no other reaction.
'Unknowingly, I've already accumulated to this level … this sort of martial arts of the pugilistic world can no longer burden me,' Lu Sheng lamented in his heart. He continued looking at the Modifier's frame.
'Precious Eight Steps: Initiated.'
'Raise Precious Eight Steps to the highest level, Level 3,' Lu Sheng simply said in his mind.
'Swish!'
Precious Eight Steps flickered and changed from Initiated to Level 1. Lu Sheng didn't seem to feel anything.
'Swish!'
On Level 2, Lu Sheng felt his legs itch even more.
With a final swoosh, Precious Eight Steps jumped straight to Level 3. Black Tiger Jade Crane Skill inner Qi had also been depleted by four-fifths. This amount would require at least two days to recover.
But with this set of footwork, Lu Sheng could already feel the countless experiences, steps and usage of Precious Eight Steps in his mind. His legs were clearly more nimble and more powerful than before.
'Let's give it a try!'
Lu Sheng saw a sparrow in front of him. It had just flown up from the grass and was shooting into the distance.
Exerting force on his feet, he suddenly dashed forward.
"Puff puff puff …"
With eight steps of rapid pursuit, the little bird had no time to react before it was caught in Lu Sheng's palm.
'My explosive power is strong. Black Fury Skill inner Qi and Black Tiger Jade Crane Skill have both enhanced my explosive power and strengthened my body. Using Precious Eight Steps with these foundations is quite effective. This should have the effect of Cicada Overtaking in Eight Steps, right? 'Lu Sheng released his hand in satisfaction. What he saw was a little sparrow that had been crushed into a bloody mess …
He instantly felt helpless.
'Now that I've dealt with my footwork, it's time to try out some hard body skills.' Lu Sheng thought for a moment. In the few months he had been in Mountain-Edge City, he had secretly investigated and inquired about the situation within the city.
There weren't many experts in Mountain-Edge City. Because the government was powerful and influential, they kept a tight rein on the people of the pugilistic world. Therefore, the experts here were mostly government officials and military commanders.
Among them, the most famous was Lu Chengzhong, the Solitary Qi Green Peak Sword. Compared to this person, the others were mere foils. However, Lu Chengzhong was already eighty-seven years old. All three of his sons were high-ranking officials in the city. It wasn't easy to approach him for guidance.
This was first ruled out by Lu Sheng.
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