Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 449: Glimpse of the Secret + A Mistake

“So this is what the world looks like?”

Come out from the void channel.

Zhou Ping'an remained sitting cross-legged for a long time without moving.

The expression on his face was sometimes confused, sometimes tangled, sometimes red, sometimes blue...

In the quiet Questioning Hall, the soul-fixing incense was still burning quietly, and a wisp of the faint fragrance blended into the air. The sunlight shone on the sharpening stone on the east side, and several orange-yellow light beams appeared.

However, no one noticed that the guy who had occupied the bird's nest was performing a silent pantomime.

"Shh..."

After a long while, Zhou Ping'an finally opened his eyes. Deep in his pupils, a faint light slowly rotated, seeming to reflect a huge black and white chessboard.

He looked left and right, and occasionally raised his head to look at the ceiling.

He could no longer control his expression. A smile first appeared at the corner of his mouth and then gradually spread to his entire face. His eyebrows were raised diagonally and a feeling of joy emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Even the two cute little girls who were standing far away at the garden archway couldn't help but smile.

The air in the early morning is indeed very fresh.

The roses in front of Wenxin Hall are also blooming bright red.

But this is not the reason for them to be happy.

A night passed, and the smell of blood in the mansion had not yet completely dissipated. The wails and curses of the mistress, Madam Wang, were still ringing in her ears.

The two little maids just couldn't be happy.

He was afraid that he would not do well and would be disliked and fired by the Third Miss. He was also worried that the new master he would serve in the future would be a cruel and ruthless person who was difficult to get along with.

The two maids, aged thirteen or fourteen, were filled with worries and spent the whole night in uneasiness. It was impossible for them to be happy, but they could not help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Ah Xiu..."

"I'm not laughing. Xiaozhu, you should be laughing. Did you find gold just now?"

"My father sold me to the Lin family last year, bought himself a good meal of meat, and broke into the Yuan family in the west of the city with a dagger. I heard that he was beaten to death by the Yuan family's evil servants on the spot. Why should I be happy? Haha..."

"Then you are better than me. My own mother sold me to a brothel and used the money to help my eldest brother marry a blind woman. Finally, she can help our Sun family to continue the family line, hehe..."

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The conversation between the two little girls reached Zhou Ping'an's ears.

The smile on his face froze immediately. Even though no one saw it, he still felt a little embarrassed.

I thought to myself that it was no wonder that those senior masters who had achieved success in their practice always liked to live in seclusion, most of them living in deep mountains and unaware of ordinary people.

It turns out that once the spiritual power at this level is not controlled, it can really infect people's hearts anytime and anywhere.

Just now, she was filled with emotion, and her joy turned into ripples that radiated outwards. A little bit of emotion immediately made the two little maids suspicious.

"What a sin, what a sin... They are already in such a miserable state, and yet you still let them laugh so happily, it is really not kind."

Zhou Ping'an tried hard to control his mind, slowly returning to his sea of ​​consciousness and regaining his composure.

Only then did he take a closer look and after being baptized by the divine light of heavenly wisdom, he reached the third level of "into the subtle" - "peek into the void".

The so-called "peek into the void".

The literal meaning is to peek into the void and understand the secrets.

The effect of this level of "subtlety" is indeed very consistent with its name.

At this moment, Zhou Ping'an's mind moved, and he stared at something intently. Then, a virtual black and white network appeared in his sight... and he could even see individual nodes.

The nodes were shining with red light, which seemed to reveal a hint of ominousness.

In addition to those red lights, there are also orange-yellow spots, as well as pure white spots.

The three-color dots of light appear particularly magical in the network divided by black and white...

"I know this red dot. It must be the flaw and loophole I saw. If I attack this spot, I can fundamentally destroy the foundation of its existence."

After a careful study, combined with a hint of enlightenment that suddenly arose in his mind, Zhou Ping'an roughly figured out the strange abilities he had gained after breaking through the realm of "clear mind".

These eyes, no, rather than eyes, they are more like perception.

It’s just that I start from my own vision.

In fact, it is not visual, he can see it even if he closes his eyes.

He stretched out his right index finger and tapped lightly, using only a little force.

What came into his sea of ​​consciousness was the black jade pen wash on the desk, and the red light in the middle of the black and white network was touched.

puff……

A faint sound, like the flapping of mosquito wings, reached my ears.

He saw that the hard and thick black jade brush washer had turned into a ball of black jade powder. The wind blew it away and it scattered into a pile, spreading on the desk.

"This……"

Although Zhou Ping'an had long guessed that after reaching the third level of the "micro-realm", there would be subtle changes.

Faced with this situation, I am still extremely surprised.

"Not only did I not use any of my inner energy, I also did not mobilize any of my blood energy. The power I used was probably about the same as that of an ordinary person. But with just a light touch, the black jade brush washer was turned into powder."

"If I use it on my swordsmanship and see the enemy's weaknesses, what will happen?"

'This world is becoming more and more mysterious. The body-refining method of the Zhenyu Fumo Sect actually has such a powerful method.

With endless power, an indestructible body, and a magical weapon, he can really destroy anything...'

Looking at one leaf, you know autumn is coming.

From the little he had learned, Zhou Ping'an had already deeply realized how powerful this sect was in the past.

However, even such a powerful sect has now become like a rat crossing the street, and everyone is shouting and beating it.

We will never see another successor of the Demon Subduing Sect who practices the physical skills openly and honestly.

As long as you think about it carefully, you can't help but feel horrified...

The waters of this world are too deep.

Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, what they are struggling with is just a small fish in the ocean, not worthy of attention at all, and there is no need to target them.

It’s not that I’m that great.

After daily self-examination, Zhou Ping'an still couldn't hold back the slight joy in his heart.

He stretched out his finger again and gently touched the brass paperweight on the desk.

This time, he clicked on the orange and yellow light spot in the black and white network.

"Snapped……"

The brass paperweight broke into eight pieces with a crisp sound.

I also felt a resistance at my fingertips.

'With the same force, the red dot means destruction, the yellow dot means a flaw, then what about the white dot?'

Do it when you think of it.

This time, Zhou Ping'an ordered the celadon water cup that was in his sight.

"Tuk!"

Zhou Ping'an looked at the motionless water cup, then looked at his fingers that had bounced back, slightly stunned.

Nothing has changed.

'Try again.'

This time, Zhou Ping'an used a little more strength.

There was still no change, except that the cup was pushed and slid forward half a foot.

I just don't believe it. Is there no effect from trying it out?

Add a little more energy.

"Snapped……"

Still not broken.

Zhou Ping'an was very surprised.

Picking up the water cup and examining it carefully, I saw that this ordinary celadon water cup had acquired a jade-like luster at some point, making it look a little better.

He suspected it was an illusion.

Then add some energy and dot two of the white dots.

Then I found out that it was true and the water cup was actually strengthened a lot.

"I see. The white spot is the object's strong point and the basis of its solidity. Attacking the white spot is equivalent to strengthening it..."

When Zhou Ping'an thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

If the red dot has the greatest function, it is like the "death point" written in comic novels. As long as it is attacked, the enemy will be in great trouble and will lose half his life if he does not die.

Then, this white dot is not used to deal with the enemy, but to "deal with" partners.

As long as you click on it, your potential will be unleashed immediately and your strength will increase greatly. Although it is only for a very short period of time, it still has an extremely huge effect.

Watching the jade color of the celadon water cup slowly dissipate and return to its original appearance.

Zhou Pingan was thoughtful.

The yellow dot is actually not useless. It just seems to overlap slightly with the red dot in function, and its effect is not that great.

But there are a lot of yellow spots.

There are actually only one or two red dots on the paperweight and pen washer.

However, there are more than ten yellow spots.

In the scene of fighting with the enemy, the red dot is the fatal point, and the opponent's defense is the most strict.

The yellow dots are the flaws that the opponent doesn't notice. Attacking here can give you an advantage and lead to victory.

Then, the white point is naturally the strongest point.

Even if the opponent is exposed, it is either a trap or a place that is not afraid of attack.

“This is the true magic of entering the realm of subtlety.”

Zhou Ping'an pushed open the door, looked up and took a breath of the moist and cool morning air. He felt the coolness in his lungs, and exhaled a long breath. The burden in his heart slowly dissipated.

After reaching the third level of "Ruwei", the end of Mansion Master Cui, who has been hiding in the mansion and refusing to show up, may be approaching.

He hasn't tried it though.

However, as long as we recall the previous battles with the "Son of Blood God", we can roughly judge it.

The reason why "Blood God Son" is not dead is not because it is so powerful that it is not afraid of attack. It is because he does not have targeted energy and has not found its fatal weakness.

"What are you so happy about? Could it be that you have made a huge breakthrough in your cultivation?

No, you can't take shortcuts to improve your cultivation. It's only been a short period of time, so the improvement will be limited.

So, your swordsmanship has improved?"

The third young lady had just walked to the door and heard it open. She quickly flashed to Zhou Ping'an's side and looked him up and down. She found that the man in front of her was indescribably more energetic than when he was in seclusion at night.

The high spirits between his brows made people unable to look away at first sight.

'It looks better.'

Lin Huaiyu took a secret glance and wanted to look more. In her heart, she kept cursing herself for being so useless, but she also felt a little happy for no reason.

There is no need to ask further questions about the complexion before me. I must have made great progress. The whole person looks completely different.

Appearance is determined by the heart. The self-confidence that is fearless and invincible is particularly contagious.

It brings peace of mind.

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Chapter 472: A Mistake

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"That's right, Xiao Yu'er has a sharp eye, and nothing can be hidden from you."

Zhou Ping'an was in a very good mood and didn't mind the rudeness, so he changed the address.

Lin Huaiyu's ears blushed slightly, her heart melted a little when she heard this, and she said coquettishly: "Brother Zhou, you have changed. You are not as steady as before. I don't know if your swordsmanship has improved, but you have become more slick."

"Hey... You know whether my words are slick or not. Come on, let's try some tricks."

As he spoke, Zhou Ping'an used his palm as a knife, controlling the energy and blood in his body as well as the internal qi, roughly the same as Lin Huaiyu.

Green waves surged around him, and with a move of "raising waves without wind", he lightly slashed past.

With a "whoosh" sound, as the knife moved forward, waves of knife energy rose and fell in the air.

It seemed as if there was no fixed target of attack, and it seemed as if all directions were covered by this knife.

Every time Lin Huaiyu saw him using a knife, she felt she could never get enough of watching him. The smoothness and naturalness, the harmony and unity of softness and strength, was just like seeing the most beautiful painting.

At this moment, he was delighted to see prey, and he raised his palm as if it were a knife. The energy along the edge of his palm condensed slightly, and hundreds of thousands of silk-like knife shadows were drawn around him.

The two of them practiced the same sword technique and their realm was approaching perfection.

One person creates waves.

One person is Fu Bo.

The air around me rose and fell like the tide, forming ripples. The strong wind blew, making a loud noise like a huge wave hitting the shore.

Where the body moves.

The two of them flying in the air are poetic and picturesque, like a pair flying together.

The two little maids at the garden archway blushed and quickly covered their eyes and quietly moved away.

It’s not that they can’t stand seeing you being affectionate with each other.

However, when he first entered the Lin Mansion, the rules that the nanny taught him with a whip had already been deeply engraved in his soul.

That is, when the host is engaging in a duel, conversation, or various private acts, it is best for him to become deaf, blind, and dumb, unable to see anything and hearing nothing.

The two dramatic maids covered their eyes and ears, turned their backs but still felt unsafe, so they walked to the side in small steps before they felt relieved.

In the courtyard of Wenxin Hall, the two men exchanged ten moves in a row, fully demonstrating the mysteries of Canghai's swordsmanship.

Lin Huaiyu became more and more excited as the fight went on, and couldn't help but make a provocative sound.

"Brother Zhou, if you have any new tricks, use them quickly. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to be tied by me."

Ok.

After getting rid of her inner demons, this girl became a lot more lively.

She would never have said such words in the past.

At this time, she used a soft and crisp voice to provoke Zhou Ping'an, but it not only failed to provoke Zhou Ping'an's anger, but instead made him feel a little irritated.

I'm going to die.

If I don't defeat you, I'll have to ride on my head.

It seems that the Third Miss still needs to be educated properly to make her understand what the fate of those who rebel against Tiangang will be.

Zhou Ping'an's idea moved.

Lin Huaiyu's sword, which was as sharp as frost and snow, turned into three sword shadows and slashed towards him in a moment.

At the same time, the light blue wide sleeves changed from soft as spring water to a wisp of knife shadow, attacking silently, arriving first despite being the last to strike.

"What a beautiful spring water without a trace."

Zhou Ping'an praised in his heart, feeling that the knife in the wide sleeves was strangely hidden and blended into the spring breeze, never to be seen again.

"Look, I'm going to break your trick."

There was a faint light in his eyes, and he saw red, white and yellow dots everywhere.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Huaiyu's "sleeve knife" that disappeared in the wind.

There was a little yellow light flashing in the front third of the sleeve.

He blocked three knives in a row, and then flicked his right hand and hit the target three inches in front of his chest.

"Boom..."

A soft sound.

The orange-yellow spots of light seen in the eyes suddenly burst apart.

Zhou Ping'an was slightly delighted, and he flicked his wrist like a willow. Just as he was about to chase after him, he suddenly stopped and paused.

The energy on the sleeves that Lin Huaiyu cut out suddenly dissipated, and the wide silk sleeves turned into colorful butterflies flying in the air, revealing his white arms.

It doesn't stop there.

As a trace of knife force spread.

The robe that Lin Huaiyu was wearing collapsed and fell to the ground, revealing her red skirt and a large area of ​​snow-white...

"Brother Zhou, you."

Lin Huaiyu screamed, and as fast as lightning, she quickly bent her beautiful body, grabbed the remaining large piece of light blue cloth, and wrapped it around her chest.

He took a step forward and turned into a shadow, flying out of the flower garden, over the small wall, and disappeared.

"Uh……"

Zhou Ping'an stretched out his hand and stopped it in mid-air, opened his mouth, but no word came out.

The "subtle" realm of the Peering into the Void Realm is too powerful.

I just wanted to disperse her hidden blade.

This is fine.

The whole dress was torn.

Thinking of Lin Huaiyu's fleeing appearance and the thrilling whiteness he saw in his eyes, Zhou Pingan didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

The good thing is that this method of attack is really useful and magical.

The downside is that you will never be able to get rid of the label of being "frivolous".

At least, in front of the Third Miss, my image completely collapsed, and I don’t know if she would feel that I didn’t respect her.

Injustice!
A chuckle came from the door.

When I looked over, I saw Xiaoxue, covering her mouth, her face red, and her body shaking as if she had the hiccups.

Obviously, she saw everything that had just happened.

Xiaoxue is no different from others.

She has been with Lin Huaiyu since she was a child and treats her like a sister.

I walk around on weekdays without any worries.

This time, she couldn't help much in leading the army eastward to fight in Guangyun and charging into battle to kill the enemy.

However, handling some chores and serving Lin Huaiyu are things that only an experienced person can do.

From the tray in her hands and the two bowls of fragrant soup, you can tell what she is here for.

"You're shaking like that, aren't you afraid that the soup will spill?"

Zhou Ping'an walked forward unhappily, took the two bowls of soup, turned around and put them on the stone table, his face slightly bitter.

Now that’s a problem, I accidentally took off her clothes. Will Xiao Yuer be unable to bear it?
After all, it was in broad daylight... This was the general environment in ancient times, and people were relatively conservative in this regard.

Do you want to go and coax her?

Just as he was thinking about this, Xiaoxue quietly came closer and said with a soft smile: "Don't worry, sir, the young lady is not unhappy, but secretly happy."

That's right.

Zhou Ping'an turned around in surprise.

I saw Xiaoxue making faces, obviously encouraging herself to be bolder and more radical.

Your name should be Hongniang, not Xiaoxue.

Zhou Pingan laughed dumbly.

Then Lin Huaiyu, wearing a light yellow robe, appeared at the door.

"Cough cough!"

Lin Huaiyu's face was still flushed. She tried to keep a straight face and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoxue, do you know that Brother Zhou is very particular about his living environment? He is not so comfortable living in a strange place. Why don't you warm his bed tonight, wash his feet, and let him sleep more peacefully."

"Miss, I have this, that..."

Xiaoxue covered her face, moaned, and turned and ran away in shame, not caring to say anything more.

Lin Huaiyu scored a goal and a proud smile appeared on his face.

Thinking that such a smile was a little unstable, he blinked quickly, took a deep breath, and looked at Zhou Pingan.

He whispered, "That knife move just now was really wonderful. Is it a new knife technique created by Brother Zhou?"

The good thing about Lin Huaiyu is that when it comes to serious matters, she never loses her temper and is a very pleasant person to get along with.

Even if I am wronged, I will only check whether it is my own problem.

Xiaoxue was actually right about Zhou Ping'an's missed knife attack.

Not only did she not mind at all, she was three parts embarrassed and seven parts happy.

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(End of this chapter)