Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 31 Strolling in the garden and feeling like flying flowers

One early spring afternoon.

The sun is dim and the air is still a bit chilly.

Under the pear tree in the courtyard.

Fan Laodao took a sip of wine from the porcelain cup, squinted his eyes and clicked his tongue.

"This clear pear wine is sweet and refreshing in the mouth. It is a great pleasure to have a sip under this pear tree in this season!"

Wu Meng smiled and filled another cup for the old man.

Since the third time of cleansing the tendons and cutting the marrow, the Thunder Eagle Stake can no longer improve the tendons and bones.

Wu Meng speculated that his muscles and bones had reached the limit of the mortal body. If he wanted to go further, he would either have a more advanced body training method or transcend the mortal body.

Whether these two roads can be taken through is still unclear, and it is a very distant matter.

Wu Meng did not force anything.

In addition, another time-consuming big business, Jiazi Sutra, has also broken through to the cathode.

Wu Meng practiced Liuhe Thunder Eagle Kung Fu during the day and meditated on the Leaping Fish View at night, so he suddenly had more time.

When he was feeling bored while practicing, he simply asked the Taoist duo to come to the small courtyard from time to time to chat and have a drink.

That's why today's scene happened.

"Speaking of which, why don't you see Long Xiaoxie today?" Wu Meng asked curiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Xiaoxie's voice came from outside the courtyard wall: "Brother Angkor, I went to get the Feng family letter early."

The old Taoist heard this: "Letter from home? It's from your Dragon Warrior again!"

"Of course!"

Long Xiaoxie sat down, took the wine glass from Wu Meng, took a hasty sip, and then couldn't wait to open the letter and read it.

As he watched, his eyebrows curved up, and a smile subconsciously appeared on his lips.

Seeing this, the old man took a sip of wine and shook his head: "On weekdays, he is as cold as a stone, but it is only after seeing this letter from the Dragon Warrior that he looks like a child."

Wu Meng nodded in agreement.

A similar thing happened once at the beginning of the month, and he was amazed at it at that time.

This Long Daxia is Long Xiaoxie's name for his father. The two exchange letters at least once a month. Their relationship is so close that they don't look like father and son, but more like brothers in the world, or idols and fans.

Seeing Long Xiaoxie raise his head, Wu Meng asked curiously: "What did you say?"

Long Xiaoxie grinned: "Nothing, it's all about Long Daxia's early deeds. I've told them over and over again several times."

The old man's teasing and Wu Meng's laughter suddenly came from the courtyard.

Such a leisurely life lasted for two years.

The flowers in the courtyard are blooming and falling, and the mood is relaxed and relaxed, but outside the courtyard, things are shaking and the situation is surging.

Of course, not participating doesn’t mean you don’t know.

Wu Meng kept abreast of all kinds of information in the world through the sign donated by Su Qixing.

A year and a half ago, when King Qing and Emperor Owl were still fighting, a new force quietly emerged in Jiangnan.

Half a year ago, King Qing was defeated and moved his remaining troops from the east to the south. Xiao Minghuang, who had been dormant in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, finally raised his flag.

In the past six months, the three parties have been fighting in the south of the Yangtze River, and King Qing has reached the end of his power.

On the other hand, Xiao Minghuang, because of his reputation as a virtuous man, absorbed the remnant soldiers of King Qing while accepting the rebel generals of the imperial court. Instead of being killed, he quickly grew in strength, showing the potential of starting a prairie fire.

These messages are the "big words" in the world, and even a five-year-old child can say a few words.

Behind this, the only three heavenly masters left in the world today are the ones who truly control the situation in the world.

These three people are: Jingtianzhuang ‘Blood Bodhi’;

Huixuanmen’s ‘Tongxuan Ancestor’;

And the ‘Nine Lives Scholar’ of Zhaixing Pavilion.

Originally, there was another one who was seriously injured by the former Taifu in Jiang Xiushan in his early years. His power was exhausted and he retired from the world.

According to Wu Meng's secret observation, Blood Bodhi is the person behind King Xiao Qing.

Huixuanmen moved to Shangjing five years ago. Needless to say, Patriarch Tongxuan naturally sided with the Owl Emperor.

And behind the new Xiao Minghuang is obviously the Star Reaching Pavilion...

If you understand this relationship, you will find that unlike the three-party melee that everyone thought, Zhaixing Pavilion had joined forces with Patriarch Tongxuan to suppress Blood Bodhi as early as years ago.

Xiao Minghuang and Owl Emperor joined forces. This was the real reason for King Qing's defeat. Of course, the situation is changing quietly. The news came a day ago that all three Star-Zhaing Pavilions in Shangjing were confiscated by the government.

It was clear that the fragile alliance had reached its breaking point.

The real chaos in Jiangnan has just begun.

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Wu Meng practiced and visualized step by step every day. The disturbances from the outside world were occasionally brought to the courtyard, but he stopped there.

Another half year has passed.

During this period, Long Xiaoxie received several more letters from home, and he still smiled happily every time he read them.

Fan Laodao came to borrow money once, ten taels of gold. According to Long Xiaoxie, it was used to redeem a girl from a brothel.

Not only that, but he was also raised in another hospital for half a year. Of course, the old man also paid back the money for half a year.

Today, the New Year's Day is approaching.

Wu Meng paced in the courtyard, sometimes thinking deeply. Unknowingly, he raised his head and suddenly discovered that the trees in the courtyard were full of pear blossoms.

call!

A cool breeze swept through, and the petals fell one after another.

Wu Meng subconsciously twisted it a little bit and then popped it out with his fingers.

Qi emerged from the fingertips, and the soft petals turned into sharp blades, drawing a cluster of arcs in the air and sinking into the wall.

Suddenly, a few rays of light were projected from where the petals fell.

The wall has actually been penetrated.

Flying leaves and picking flowers.

First class is broken.

Wu Meng looked at his fingertips, a little dazed.

A few days ago, he felt that the true energy in his body was full, and there was a faint potential for a breakthrough, but he did not expect that the first-class breakthrough would come so quietly.

While walking around admiring flowers, this barrier that has troubled countless warriors throughout their lives was easily overcome.

Counting the time, even though Wu Meng had been prepared, he was still shocked.

It has only been five years since I arrived in Jiangnan, which is how long it takes for a second-rate person to become a first-rate person.

To give an overview, he started practicing Liuhe Thunder Eagle Kung Fu at the age of fifteen and is now twenty-seven years old.

In twelve years, he transformed from a layman who knew nothing to a first-class master who wanted to dominate the world.

Such a situation can only be imagined in Jianghu dialect books.

Of course, what makes Wu Meng even more excited and expectant is that the Liuhe Thunder Eagle Skill has been perfected and is heading towards the newly opened Yin and Yang realm.

A few more days passed.

There are only five days until the New Year's Day.

Early that morning, Fan Laodao came to Wu Meng for tea.

"I heard that King Qing's remaining soldiers fled to the Linjiang area. I'm afraid this year will be difficult."

Wu Meng raised his eyebrows: "Prince Qing is here? Why did you choose the direction of Linjiang?"

Several cities such as Linjiang and Fuliu are transportation hubs, with water systems extending in all directions. They are boundaries that King Qing cannot touch now.

Once it dares to come in, enemies will come from all directions. Let alone defending, it may not be possible to escape.

Wu Meng once deduced the battle situation, and he understood it after thinking about it for a while.

"Have the Flying Mask Army been defeated?"

The Flying Noodle Army was the mainstay of King Qing's remnant army, and the general was a first-rate master. However, everyone in the army was covered with iron shields, and no one recognized his identity.

The old Taoist glanced at Wu Meng in surprise, nodded and explained: "General Flying Face died in battle last night. You would never have imagined that he died at the hands of Fu Crucian Carp."

Wu Meng's eyes widened slightly.

This was beyond his expectation.

(End of this chapter)