"Master Zuo's Kung Fu, just from the few moves you've shown these past few days, I already admire you from the bottom of my heart." Gao Guanglu thought for a moment and said, "But I have a wife and children at home. I'm afraid I have to go back and make some arrangements …"
"I understand." As he spoke, Zuo Zhicheng clapped his hands and called two disciples over. He handed them a jade pendant from his waist and said, "Take my jade pendant. Go to the accountant and withdraw thirty thousand dollars. Give it to Master Feng, Master Gao, and Master Xing."
Seeing that the three masters were about to say something, Zuo Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "Please don't refuse. We've been exchanging martial arts experiences over the past few days. The three of you have taught me all your martial arts skills. This is my tuition fee. Whether or not the three of you are willing to stay, please accept this money. "
Zuo Zhicheng's words finally dispelled the last bit of hesitation in their hearts. The three of them, especially Xing Xuan, looked at the figures of the disciples leaving with excitement in their eyes.
Thirty thousand dollars was ten thousand dollars for each of them. It was an amount that they could hardly earn even if they practiced martial arts for more than ten years. Why did they come to the Jianghu? For money, of course. Who would work for you if you didn't have money?
It could be said that martial arts was their spiritual pursuit, and money was their material pursuit.
Now that Zuo Zhicheng had shown the world's best martial arts skills and given them a lot of money, they naturally wanted to follow Zuo Zhicheng.
Therefore, Xing Xuan also made up her mind. She cupped her fists and said, "Master Zuo, I have a few disciples who are also good at martial arts. I wonder if they can join Haoran Martial Arts Club with me?"
"Master Xing's disciples, of course I can't ask for anything more."
At this moment, both sides hit it off. Zuo Zhicheng could be considered to have recruited some cultivators who could hold up the fort under him. His interaction with them over the past few days was not in vain. After all, humans were not animals. He couldn't train them like how he trained the Snake King. He still needed to use certain methods to win them over.
After exchanging a few more words, Feng Lun could not help but ask, "Master Zuo, since you're a Human Physiognomy expert, and I've heard that once a martial artist reaches Spirit Refinement, they'll be able to split the air with their palms, as well as the supernatural power to guide water and fire. I wonder if you can broaden our horizons today."
Zuo Zhicheng's cold face couldn't help but smile when he saw the three of them looking at him like children looking forward to a new toy. "You are all old men who have practiced martial arts for many years. How can you believe such lies?"
As he spoke, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes focused and an icy blue rune rose from the back of his head.
Following the activation of the Icesoul Freezing Field, Feng Lun's group of three felt an incomparably bitter cold invade their bodies. The cold seeped into their bodies through every orifice. They even felt as if their limbs were about to freeze and their blood was about to stop flowing.
However, the cold came and went quickly. Just as they were about to react, the cold disappeared.
Zuo Zhicheng continued, "This is the power of the mind. There's nothing magical about it. It's just that when a person's physical strength is strong enough and the brain is well-nourished enough, they'll be able to turn their fists into brains and use the power of the mind to distort a person's spirit.
However, this kind of power can kill any expert in the world, but it can't even break a needle. "The so-called slashing of the palm across the air to guide water and fire is just a rumor spread by those who don't know about it."
"I see." Feng Lun's face revealed an enlightened expression. "We've only heard about it from hearsay. However, since a genuine expert in human appearance like you has told us about it, it can be considered as solving one of our doubts."
Therefore, other than Feng Lun who stayed behind, Gao Guanglu and Xing Xuan went back to settle their family matters before moving to New Lu City.
As for Zuo Zhicheng, he gathered with Qing Yueqiu and the others from the Shadow Corps and headed toward Haijing.
…
More than ten days later, a fleet of carriages was traveling on the official road.
It was already the depths of winter and the official road was covered in snow. White steam kept coming out of the horses' mouths. Obviously, as Zuo Zhicheng's fleet continued to head north, the temperature would get lower and lower.
However, although the outside of the carriage was as cold as frost, the inside of the carriage was covered with high-quality fur. There was even a heater with hot tea brewed so that the people in the carriage wouldn't feel cold.
Naturally, Qing Yueqiu, Tang Xianghui, Lin Yuexi, Tang Saier, and a few other girls were sitting in the carriage.
Qing Yueqiu was wearing a fox robe and reading an ancient book. Tang Xianghui was chatting with Lin Yuexi and Tang Saier beside her. As they chatted, Tang Saier couldn't help but look in the direction of the window.
When Tang Xianghui saw this, she couldn't help but laugh. "Sister Saier, are you thinking about Zuo Zhicheng? He's a blockhead. Our lady is so beautiful, but he can't even be bothered to look at her. "
Qing Yueqiu couldn't be bothered with her. During this period of time, she had been immersed in the study of the ancient ruins and could be said to have forgotten to eat and sleep.
However, Tang Saier smiled awkwardly. "No … No, I just feel that he's a little strange."
It was more than strange. Although Zuo Zhicheng saved her and Lin Yuexi, her feelings towards Zuo Zhicheng were more of fear and fear than gratitude.
For the past few days, she had often dreamed of the scene of the giant snake swallowing the corpses at night. She was so scared that she woke up immediately.
Lin Yuexi naturally knew what she was thinking. She patted her back and comforted her. "Don't worry, Junior Sister. We'll be in Haijing soon."
Outside the carriage, Zuo Zhicheng sat shirtless on the roof of the carriage. The wind and snow kept blowing on his body, leaving traces of cold air in his body.
Even when he was on the road, he still seized every minute and second to cultivate.
While cultivating habitually, Zuo Zhicheng was also thinking about some things in his mind.
'A Red Sun Monk who was previously a Dharma King is already so powerful. This time, the Underworld Sect sent out three Dharma Kings … I still need to increase my strength. However, now that my martial arts have reached the Human Form level, I've also mastered Extreme Freezing Frost with the Cold Light Wave Sword. In terms of martial arts, I can only slowly polish it with time. The fastest way to improve is still in terms of Daoist techniques.
'However, as for the fate maps, I'll have to see how many life clusters I can find in Haijing.'
At the thought of the fate maps, Zuo Zhicheng naturally thought of the four fate maps he could choose: Ghost Eye Netherworld Sky, Tranquil Fiery Light City, Night Death Monarch, and White Emperor Zenith Sword.
During this period of time, he would sometimes spend some time analyzing the contents of these fate maps. After all, it was like the blueprint of an airplane. One couldn't directly build an airplane with the blueprint and all the components. There was a lot of knowledge that needed to be learned.
Looking at these fate maps, Zuo Zhicheng thought of Shenzong.
'He transplanted my Night Sea, the old man's Flame Cave, and his own Life Cluster. According to the Daoist scripture, it's very likely that it's Thunder Cloud. If that's the case, the only fate maps he can choose are Tranquil Fiery Light City or Night Death Monarch.
However, I don't know what Daoist techniques he's good at and whether he's already cultivated the fate maps. '
Just as Zuo Zhicheng was thinking about these things, his ears twitched slightly. Three strong heartbeats were transmitted to his ears.
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