Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 39: Ice Qi
"Don't worry, these two people only think that I am a tea pourer at a tea shop."

The little girl stuck her head out of the window and pointed further into the corridor, "Four windows away, the person is right there. He has been here for nearly half an hour."

Zhao Rong lightly closed the window sash and looked over there: "What did Fei Fei hear?"

"Intermittently, but it has something to do with the escort agency. When talking about the escorts, he also laughed at the escort agency. It seemed that he wanted to meet people from the Hengshan sect."

"When I thought about it, it might be the man in black you met recently."

People from the Hengshan sect?
Zhao Rong thought of Lai Zhirui immediately, "But someone entered that compartment."

"Didn't see it."

"Perhaps I've already gone in. The many theatergoers who came just now couldn't even get a look. Otherwise," Qu Feiyan blinked, "I went to push their door open and said I went the wrong way."

"No, you are too courageous."

"What are you afraid of?" She raised her head, "Brother Rong, you are more careful than my grandfather."

"There is nothing I can do, my martial arts skills are low," Zhao Rong gave her a smile, "If I were the best in the world, I would definitely kick their doors in now."

"You want to be the best in the world when you're just a teenager. You're so greedy." Qu Feiyan chuckled.

Zhao Rong stretched his head out and looked around a few times. The way downstairs on the same side was right next to him. "No need to take risks. You can see them when they go downstairs and open the window."

Qu Feiyan naturally obeyed.

Zhao Rong's mind was on this group of people, so she didn't take out the secret book for the time being.

The play sung on the stage is similar to "Hold the Pipa", in which Chen Shimei's wife Xiang Lian leads her children to find a husband.

About half an hour passed.

Zhao Rong, who was in front of the window, retracted his head, and he and Qu Feiyan closed the window slightly on the left and right, revealing a narrow gap.

Footsteps sounded outside the corridor from far to near.

Three faces with leisurely expressions slowly passed through the gap in front of the window.

One of them even sang the clapper, leisurely and contentedly, and his singing was smooth and full of life.

Hearing the thumping sound of them stepping on the floor when they went downstairs, Zhao Rong just gave Qu Feiyan a gesture to indicate that he could talk.

"The two on the left are the people drinking tea in the tea shop. I don't know the third one on the right."

"He is Lai Zhirui," Zhao Rong tapped his fingertips on the table, "I just met Lu Lianrong's second disciple not long ago. Is it similar to the Hengshan disciple you met that day?"

The little girl recalled it and suddenly opened her eyes wide: "It's really similar."

"That's probably him."

Lu Lianrong's attributes were full, and his disciple was even more exaggerated. He was directly acting as an insider.

Mr. Long, the escort chief, was enjoying the success of the escort agency, but little did he know that a big hole had been dug.

"What are you going to do, Brother Rong?"

"I will think of a way." Zhao Rong frowned and thought for a moment.

When Qu Feiyan pushed a thin book in front of him, most of the sadness on someone's face disappeared.

"I heard that those men in black are well versed in the power of scorching palms, so this skill is just right for them."

Zhao Rong's eyes gleamed.

I saw the three characters "Shuanghanjin" written on the yellowed book of some years.

"Good work, let me take a look first."

He thanked him again, and Qu Feiyan smiled nonchalantly, put his hands on the soft flesh of his cheeks, put them on the table, and muttered to let him look first.

Her eyes moved from Zhao Rong's face to the secret book, and she didn't listen to the sonorous banging outside and the cheers of the theatergoers.

Just watch quietly.

She and her grandfather wandered around the world, wandering from place to place, but at the moment, her heart was extremely peaceful.

It turns out that this is a martial art that converts one's own internal power into frosty air.

Once mastered, the cold energy can be injected into the opponent's body and his acupoints can be sealed.

The palm power of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang also has a miraculous effect.

Wonderful!

It has an effect similar to that of ice infuriating energy. I wonder if it can block the star-absorbing magic after it is completed.

Zhao Rong scanned the context diagram, summaries of experience, taboos, techniques of performing exercises, etc., and turned to the end of the book in succession. There was a vague feeling in his heart that he still had unfinished thoughts, and he smacked his mouth uncomfortably.

Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up: "Grandpa is indeed right."

"Huh?" Zhao Rong didn't know what he meant.

"People who practice this Kung Fu need talent. If you feel the Kung Fu is perfect after watching it over and over, then there is no need to waste time practicing it."

"Is this a fragment?"

"You can say that, but it doesn't affect your solo practice."

Qu Feiyan recalled his grandfather's words: "There is another chapter in this Kung Fu called "Xuan Tian Zhi". It is a powerful Kung Fu that turns water into ice. It is as difficult to master as Shuanghan Jin. If you combine the two Kung Fu, By integrating it, it can greatly increase its power and activate the yin and cold energy."

Xuantianzhi?
Zhao Rong looked at the contents of the secret book and suddenly came back to his senses.

Isn't that the unique skill of Black and White among the Four Friends of Jiangnan?

Elder Qu Yang's martial arts originated from the Sun and Moon Sect, and Hei Baizi got the Xuan Tian Finger from it. It is not surprising that it is divided into two parts, as they have the same origin. He stroked the secret book, a smile on his lips.

It seems that all the troubles caused by Lai Zhirui's second son have dissipated.

"Martial arts fanatic." The little girl commented with a smile.

The two separated after leaving the theater. Zhao Rong returned to the escort agency with the secret book. Lu Shilai was surprised to see him. Lu Guike said that he had something to do today.

Zhao Rong pulled Lao Lu to a quiet place and said that he accidentally bumped into two suspicious guys at the tea shop today, and they looked like escort robbers.

Then they chased them all the way to the theater and found the two men meeting Lai Zhirui.

Upon hearing the words "Lai Zhirui", Lao Lu's expression suddenly changed.

Zhao Rong chose to tell Lu Shilai the news, which was a sign of trust in Lao Lu.

Lao Lu looked at him carefully and finally chose to believe it.

"This is a serious matter, so I will go to my mentor's house immediately."

"So best."

"By the way," Lu Shilai turned around and said, "There was a big order for cargo escorts yesterday, and the chief escort took it."

"You will come with me then."

"When and where did you go?" Zhao Rong asked.

"No more than a month."

"Yingtian Mansion."

Ying Tianfu?
The escort who had the accident last time was heading towards Yingtian Mansion.

Staring at Lao Lu's hastily leaving figure, Zhao Rong hoped to get some good news from Mr. Liu.

At least don't let Erwu Zai continue to make trouble.

The sense of urgency in his heart became even greater, and he hurried back to Zhaojiawu.

One month is a short period of time, so you must hurry up and practice.

According to the introduction in the secret book, practicing Shuanghan Jin takes a lot of time. It takes a year and a half for the fast one, three to five years for the slow one, and you can't even develop a ray of strength.

That night, Zhao Rong took a straw futon and sat cross-legged under the eaves of the corridor.

Inhale slowly through the nose, and after inhaling until full, exhale through the mouth with the sound of "hi", then sink the breath into the Dantian, and repeat this for the Tiangang Count.

Whenever you inhale, inhale the cold and cold air from the night sky and earth in the form of mist through the Laogong point on both hands, and gather it along the arms at the Tanzhong point. When you exhale, the cold and cold air from the Tanzhong point enters the lower Dantian and gathers into The ball blends with the internal force.

Only by polishing it slowly can a trace of frosty strength be condensed.

Half an hour passed, and Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

I brought a lamp and read the contents of the secret book carefully several times.

"That's right, I practiced completely according to the secret manual."

"But why can't the cold air absorbed be retained?"

Is it true, as the secret book says, that one and a half years to get started is considered a natural talent?
He practiced for another half an hour and found that it was still the same. He couldn't hold back even a trace of cold air. Instead, he felt cold all over his body, as if he had just crawled out of an ice hole.

Zhao Rong shuddered.

Perhaps stimulated by the coldness, he suddenly took out the chest pendant.

This pendant can emit cold air, soothing the scorching palm force that it has endured before, and also has the effect of calming the mind and entering meditation.

That kind of cold air seems to be similar to the cold air.

Zhao Rong had a bold idea and instantly became excited.

He sat cross-legged again and held the pendant in his palm.

According to the method in the secret book to absorb the cold air again, the only extra step is to transfer this uninterrupted breath into the pendant.

This pendant can emit cold air and can be absorbed.

As a result, mysterious changes occurred.

A ray of cold air wrapped in internal force washed through the pendant and returned to Zhao Rong's body again.

It completely blends with the inner force to form a new form!
And the feeling inside the body is completely different from the frost force!
Well...the cold is getting stronger!
After practicing three cold powers in a row, Zhao Rong's lips turned white and were completely frozen.

But he couldn't contain his excitement.

He quickly got up, placed one hand on his heart, and scooped out a little water from the bucket beside the eaves of the corridor.

At this time, the cold energy that was just developed in the body was condensed in the palm of the hand.

Visible to the naked eye, the water in the palm of my hand slowly condensed into ice flowers!

Zhao Rongfu was so moved that he clenched hard! The inner force burst out, piercing the ice flowers in the palm of his hand.

Taking advantage of the situation, he raised his palm and struck out, and the ice steamed up and turned into ice mist filled with pure energy!
Zhao Rong's pupils dilated!

Be good!
This, this, this.
This is the true energy of ice!

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　I'm writing this by hand to thank the sad people for their rewards, and to thank the book friends for their recommendation tickets and monthly tickets! ('-'*ゞ

　　
　
(End of this chapter)