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Chapter 3

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Beng! Beng! Beng!

The bowstring sounded three times, tearing through the air. The arrow was like a shooting star, directly hitting the bullseye of the target two hundred steps away.

At the same time, the iron arrow pierced through the bullseye of the target and came out from the other end. This showed the archer's great strength and accurate eyesight.

"Sister Xuejiao, you can actually pull a 120 Jin strong bow and shoot consecutively. In the 'Martial Scripture', it is called the strength of a tiger. This level of archery and strength, even the military officials in the army do not have this kind of ability. It seems that your martial arts have already reached the stage of refining the membrane and strengthening the bones, you can be called a Martial Master. But you are a girl, riding, shooting, and boxing all day long, it is a little unsightly. "

In a martial arts field that was five hundred paces in circumference, a girl who was about twenty years old, wearing a pure snow-white outfit and a red headscarf on her head, drew her bow, shot three arrows in a row, and pulled the bow into a full moon shape. She was calm and composed.

She wore very little clothes, but in the cold wind, the frozen ground did not feel cold at all.

She was Hong Xuejiao, the daughter of the second branch of the Marquis's residence.

Beside her stood a youth dressed in brocade clothes. This youth was tall and slender, like a crane, and his eyes were like stars.

"Our Da Qian Dynasty founded the country with martial arts. Although it has been sixty years since the founding of the dynasty, the people's culture is flourishing, and martial arts are gradually declining, but the Emperor still values martial arts. Otherwise, why would he go hunting in spring and autumn? Is it really for fun? I'm afraid it is for the hunting and martial arts training. Tell the nobles and the royal family not to forget about martial arts. "

Hong Xuejiao tested the bowstring again and easily pulled it into a full moon. "Although this' White Ox Bow 'is a high-grade bow, with a strength of around one hundred and forty to fifty kilograms, it is far from my father's' Falling Star Bow '."

"Of course, Wen Wu Marquis's' Falling Star Bow 'is made of fine steel, and the bowstring is made from the tendon of a giant python, which has been soaked in glue for ten years. It has a strength of nine stones, and can be shot a distance of a thousand steps. Only when one's martial arts has reached the realm of' Training Marrow Like Frost, Training Blood Mercury Paste 'can they pull the bow to a full moon. I'm afraid there are only a few people in the world who have reached the level of Wu Sheng in fist techniques. "

The youth in embroidered robes smiled. "But you also know that the Da Qian Dynasty is flourishing with literary styles, and the scholar-officials are in control of the court. Even with Marquis's martial prowess, when he was young, he was reprimanded by the Prime Minister Li Yan. In the end, he angrily abandoned martial arts and entered the literary field. He was the Third Flower in the imperial examinations, which was why he was able to rise to the top. Otherwise, I can only stay at home and be a stable Duke like my father. "

In the Wenwu Marquis Mansion, no one dared to mention the matter of Marquis Hong Xuanji's youth, but this youth in embroidered clothes said it so easily. Obviously, his identity was not ordinary.

This finely dressed young man was Jing Yuxing, the eldest son of Duke Li's official wife.

Nobility of the Da Qian Dynasty: Duke, Marquis, Count. The title of Duke was above that of Marquis. However, the title of nobility was the title of nobility, and the official position of the imperial court was the official position of the imperial court. Hong Xuanji, the Marquis of Wuwen, had entered the imperial court because he was the third in the imperial examination. His influence was even greater than that of Lord Li.

"You can't say that. Your family already has a strong noble title. If you take another step forward, you will be a prince with a different surname. I'm afraid the royal family won't be at ease if you participate in the court." Hong Xuejiao smiled.

"You can't talk nonsense." Hearing this, Jing Yuxing's expression changed slightly. His eyes instantly swept around, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him.

"Alright, I won't talk about it anymore." Hong Xuejiao smiled. "But then again, you said that I ride and shoot all day and play with fists and sticks. As a girl, it's not elegant. Do you know what happened to those powerless princes and misses when the Da Qian Dynasty destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty and entered the Jade Capital sixty years ago? Those who were raped were raped, those who were killed were killed, and those who barely survived were captured and sent to the military camp … They didn't even have the strength to escape. Although the Da Qian Dynasty is now the Celestial Empire, there is the Yun Meng Empire in the East, the Huo Luo Empire in the West, the many island empires in the South, and the Yuan Tu Dynasty in the North. Twenty years ago, the Yun Meng Empire's cavalry reached the Jade Capital. Although they were repelled, it was still a close call. As for the civil officials and officials, the court only wanted them to appease the people of the world. Although the former Prime Minister Li Yan had power over the world, he didn't receive a title after his death, and his descendants didn't receive any favors. "

"Alright, alright. You don't want to talk anymore, but you've said so much. Xuejiao, you're a heroine. You make us bearded men feel ashamed." Jing Yuxing smiled. "But I have a gift for you today."

"What gift?" Hong Xuejiao asked.

Jing Yuxing clapped his hands, and a middle-aged man immediately walked over from afar. This middle-aged man's arms reached his knees, and his gait was steady and penetrating. His eyes seemed dull, but they were actually sharp and deep. He was clearly an expert.

The middle-aged man walked away and untied a bundle on his back. Jing Yuxing took out a book from the bundle.

On the cover of the book were the words "Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist."

"Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist?" Hong Xuejiao's eyes lit up with surprise when she saw it. "This is the secret martial arts book of Zhongzhou's Daizen Temple. Twenty years ago, after the Daizen Temple was destroyed by our dynasty, countless secret martial arts books were scattered everywhere. These are all secret fist techniques. "

"Yes, it's the 'Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist' from the Daizen Temple." Jing Yuxing smiled.

"This is the most detailed book on bone forging in the world. There are a total of 206 hands, and it trains 206 bones in the body. Only this book is the most detailed on bone forging in the world. The rest of the bone forging martial arts don't even have 206 hands. "

Hong Xuejiao's martial arts had also reached perfection. As she flipped through it, her eyes were filled with even more surprise.

A person's body had 206 bones. Other martial arts couldn't train them one by one. Only the 'Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist' from the Daizen Temple could train all of them.

This book was hard to buy even with a thousand gold.

"This is a secret book that Prince Cheng and I found in the Pine Crane Mountain room of the imperial library. We secretly copied it. Don't let others see it. " Jing Yuxing put his hands behind his back. "Zhongzhou's Daizen Temple was a holy land of martial arts, the ancestral court of zen. Unfortunately, it colluded with the elders of the previous dynasty to rebel, and was destroyed by our dynasty's army. I heard that the temple was magnificent and filled with experts, but it has now vanished into thin air. I heard that even Marquis participated in the siege of the Daizen Temple. I heard that the siege was extremely tragic, and many generals of the imperial court died in battle. Fang Xiandao, the Righteous Sect, and the Taishang Sect also participated in the siege, and many died as well. "

"Yes." Hong Xuejiao flipped through the book excitedly. "This' Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist 'moves the joints, hardens the bones, and trains the bones like steel. It's the best bone-forging fist move in the world.

"There are many kinds of martial arts in the world, but they all focus on training the flesh, tendons, skin, bones, viscera, marrow, and blood transfusion. Step by step, one will be reborn, and one will reach the level of a sage, Wu Sheng. Miss Xuejiao can shoot arrows with a fifty-kilogram bow, and you've already trained your tendons, flesh, and skin to perfection. The next step is to train your bones to harden and increase your penetrating power. This' Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist 'comes in handy. However, I heard that Marquis Wu Wen is one of the rare grandmasters in the world. Although he gave up martial arts for twenty years, his martial arts will definitely become more profound. It's truly admirable. "

At this moment, the middle-aged man at the side spoke.

"Uncle Yun." Jing Yuxing raised his hand.

The middle-aged man immediately smiled, retreated, and said no more.

'Hmm? This person is not simple. Since when did High Duke Li's residence have such an expert? 'Hong Xuejiao thought to herself.

"Miss …" Just as Hong Xuejiao was thinking, the maidservant, Xiao Ning, hurried over.

"What are these words?" Hong Xuejiao looked at the poem in her hand.

"Good words! It's written in cursive, 'Running Snake Walking Horse'. It's a good poem. 'This heart is not controlled by man', 'Calm the heart monkey to calm the mind,' Lock the horse 'to control the horse's life'. If a man's heart could be controlled by himself, then he would be a celestial being. ' The poem had an air of immortality, and the words were even more spirited. The bones were rugged, and the strength penetrated the paper. Who wrote this? "

Jing Yuxing looked at the words on the white paper, and his eyes couldn't help but light up as he praised.

"This is my younger brother, but he doesn't come from a good family. Lady Zhao doesn't like him very much, and he passed the county level exams last year." Hong Xuejiao handed the poem to Jing Yuxing, and continued reading the 'Demon Tiger Bone Forging Fist' manual.

"Xiao Ning, take out ten silver coins from my private stash and give them to Hong Yi. He needs to prepare for the imperial exams, and I'm afraid that his monthly allowance won't be enough."

"Miss, why are you giving him money? If Lady Zhao finds out, I'm afraid it won't be good. "Xiao Ning pursed her lips, looking reluctant.

"Can't you just go quietly?" Hong Xuejiao waved her hand.

"Alright." Xiao Ning turned around to leave.

"Wait."

"Young Master Jing, do you have any instructions?" Seeing that it was Jing Yuxing who spoke, Xiao Ning immediately became respectful.

"Uncle Yun, quickly go to my house and bring me a hundred pieces of Songzhu Xuan Xue paper, and that purple inkstone, pure fox fur brush, and musk ink." Jing Yuxing said.

"Yes." The middle-aged man called Uncle Yun didn't have the slightest doubt about Jing Yuxing's orders. After responding, he quickly left the training field, mounted a black horse, and galloped away.

About the time it took to eat a meal, this Uncle Yun returned with a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Give this to him. Right, what's the name of your younger brother? "Jing Yuxing waved his hand.

"His name is Hong Yi." Hong Xuejiao looked at Jing Yuxing and suddenly smiled. "Rumor has it that the young duke is courteous and righteous. Today, I finally see it for myself. These four treasures of the study are all valuable, worth at least a few hundred taels of silver, which is equivalent to the property of a middle-class family in Yujing City. "

"Just a small matter." Jing Yuxing smiled.



In a small courtyard in the northwest of the manor, Hong Yi was still reading. At this moment, Xiao Ning and a few maids came in with a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. She placed them on the table and said, "Hong Yi, you're in luck. Miss is with Duke Li Junior today. Duke Li Junior admires your poetic talent and specially ordered me to give you brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. These are all rare treasures worth a hundred taels of gold. In addition, Miss asked me to give you ten silver cakes. "

"Huh? Give me brush, ink, paper, and inkstone? "

Hong Yi raised his head and looked at the things on the table. "Go back and tell Duke Li Junior that there is no such thing as an undeserved reward. As for Xuejiao's ten silver cakes, take them back too. If you want to give me money, at least a hundred silver cakes. That poem of mine is worth ten taels of gold per word. "

"Hmph!" After hearing Hong Yi's words, Xiao Ning's face turned slightly green. She immediately packed up the things and turned to leave. When she walked out, a faint voice could be heard, "He really doesn't know how to appreciate favors!"

"He really thinks of himself as a young master."

"He's just a sour and smelly scholar. When he's a little older, Madam Zhao will deal with him sooner or later. "

When Hong Yi heard these people's discussion, he sneered in his heart and let out a long breath. "It's getting harder and harder to stay in this manor. Forget it, I won't lower myself to the level of these little women before the imperial examination. I'll go to West Mountain's Autumn Moon Temple and stay for a while so I can watch over my mother's grave. "

On the martial arts field.

"No such thing as an undeserved reward? Xuejiao, your younger brother's character is very strong. " Seeing that Hong Yi didn't accept the gifts, Jing Yuxing didn't seem to mind. He just smiled and suddenly changed the topic.

"Oh yes, in a few days, it might snow heavily. Prince Cheng's Crown Prince and Princess Yongchun, who we have a good relationship with, are going to West Mountain to hunt foxes. I heard that West Mountain has been haunted by foxes recently. A white fox even entered the city and ran into the Imperial Garden of the Imperial Palace, giving Her Highness Consort Yuan a fright. Later, she called for the experts of the Imperial Palace to hunt it, but they couldn't catch it. In the end, the Daoist priest Fang Xiandao of Jade Capital Temple was called in, and the white fox never appeared again."

"Hunting foxes in West Mountain? Of course I'm going. "

Hong Xuejiao smiled.

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