Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 470: Cultivation and martial arts improved! (Two in one)

"Choose reward four, reward five."

Song Changming continued to choose rewards.

The next moment, his mind was suddenly enlightened, as if after drawing the sword thousands of times, he finally had an epiphany.

[Silent Blade: Elementary Martial Arts, Mastery (5777/200000)]

The process of learning martial arts from entry level to mastery required him to accumulate a full 100,000 martial arts experiences.

With this reward alone, one can skip the accumulation process at this stage and complete the mastery of the realm in one step.

This martial art has reached the highest level!

At the same time, clouds gathered in the night sky of the main city.

The spiritual energy surged from all directions, attracting the attention of many powerful people in the city.

"what's the situation?!"

The ancestors of each family, whether they were resting or in seclusion, all opened their eyes at this moment, with looks of surprise on their faces.

They knew very well that this abnormal movement of spiritual energy must have been caused by human beings.

"Who is so amazing that he could cause such a big commotion?"

Those masters and ancestors did not show up, but they all spread out their perception and noticed that the place where the spiritual energy was flowing was the headquarters of the military in the second urban area.

"That is the Marshal's Cabinet"

All the big guys immediately understood who was responsible.

The only person who could stay in the Marshal's Cabinet at midnight and cause such a large fluctuation of spiritual energy was the newly appointed Grand Marshal of the Army.

"Looking at this posture, perhaps the Grandmaster's cultivation has made a significant improvement?"

This is not good news for the various families. After all, the power of the king will become even stronger.

After destroying the Changsheng Su family, King Cui's prestige has reached a new peak.

In the land of Cuibai Dao, everyone is in awe of the power of the Green King.

In addition, with the joint assistance of Hu Zhong and Song Changming, these two are tough guys who are not easy to mess with.

Cuibai Dao itself is a model of co-governance between the royal power and the aristocratic families. Now that the royal power is strong, the status of the aristocratic families is not affected, but their right to speak will inevitably be suppressed by the royal power.

The midnight wind and clouds gathered and lasted for an hour before dispersing.

In the retreat room, the spiritual energy was now misted, densely filling every corner.

Song Changming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly took a deep breath and swallowed up all the spiritual mist like a whale.

In his purple palace, the second drop of the Grandmaster's blood essence gathered together, emitting a faint golden light that was as dazzling as a star.

With a thought, the two drops of Purple Palace Blood Essence were activated together. Then, two powerful masters' powers surged in his body like two golden dragons.

Song Changming suppressed the urge to control the two golden dragons, dissipated the surging master power in his body, and opened his eyes.

There is a divine light hidden in his eyes, which is frightening.

In this way, he has received this wave of annual rewards.

He improved the realm of the martial art 'Silent Blade', his Grandmaster cultivation, and also obtained a precious orange-level physique. That was all he had gained.

Overall, the rewards are huge.

If it weren't for this wave of annual rewards, it would take him many years to achieve this level of improvement in strength.

"If the rewards are so good every year, what's the point of practicing on a daily basis?" Song Changming said to himself.

But he also knew that such opportunities did not come every year.

If this happens once every ten or eight years, it's considered pretty good.

The key lies in whether there is a major event that allows him to participate. Only if he makes a contribution can he receive a high-level reward.

Song Changming has long been accustomed to the operating rules of this annual evaluation, but he has never forced major events to happen, nor will he easily put himself in danger.

Even if he lived a peaceful life and the annual reward was mediocre, as long as he could continue his daily practice, his strength would steadily improve, and he would enjoy it and would not be obsessed with causing trouble.

[Today's evaluation: A meaningful day, lifespan +3, limited-time status 'Concentrated' obtained]

After walking out of the retreat room, Song Changming took a look at the refreshed daily evaluation. Seeing that tomorrow would not be a reward for hard work, he wondered whether he should lie down for a few days to reward himself for the hard work of the past year.

"Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to go out and play for a few days," Song Changming said to himself.

As for the duties of the Grand Marshal, with the increasingly mature and experienced Lu Yuchen and Wang Wenyu around, he doesn't need to worry too much.

Under the night sky, Hu Zhong was floating in the air outside the moon-viewing platform of the Marshal's Cabinet, looking at Song Changming who was approaching with a faint smile.

"Brother Hu, aren't you searching for the remnants of the Su family? How come you have time to come to my place today?" Song Changming asked.

After he became familiar with Hu Zhong, their private conversations became much more casual.

In the year since Hu Zhong stepped down from office, he has only held an idle position in the palace. Most of the time, he has been running around outside, secretly and low-key investigating the remnants of the Su family to confirm that they will not cause trouble again.

"This mission is basically completed." Hu Zong said as he landed on the moon-viewing platform. He had nothing to hide from Song Changming.

"As for you, I saw you making such a commotion as soon as you came back. Could it be that you have condensed the Purple Palace Essence Blood?" Hu Zhong said.

Song Changming smiled faintly, opened his right hand, turned his palm up, and two drops of light golden blood gathered on it, which made Hu Zhong marvel.

"He broke through to the Grandmaster realm last year, and this year he has condensed another drop of Purple Palace Blood Essence. His cultivation speed is truly astonishing." Hu Zhong said to Song Changming with a look that said worthy of him.

Song Changming did not explain much about this. He sat cross-legged opposite Hu's tomb, poured him some wine, and drank with him while watching the moon.

On the other side, in the Changsheng ancient clan mansion far away in Fengzhou.

Outside a pavilion, Su Fengye was also looking at the moon with a calm expression, and all around him was silent.

"Brother Ye, I have convinced my cousins ​​and my father, and they have agreed to go to Yunzhou with me! For you, and to avenge the Su family!" Gu Xinyue suddenly walked closer and spoke.

During this year, she saw that Su Fengye had been silent and unhappy, and she knew very well that her husband was in pain.

Therefore, she has been working hard silently, hoping to persuade the Gu family to help Su Fengye avenge the genocide!

Su Fengye heard this and looked at the lady in front of him. Although she had no martial arts skills, she was stronger and more resilient than most women, and not as weak as she looked.

And she always thinks of him, and will always be with him even when he encounters a major change, whether life or death.

Compared to Gu Xinyue's single-minded devotion to him, he felt only guilty inside.

Su Fengye took Gu Xinyue's hand tenderly and said softly, "Xinyue, now that we are far away from Yunzhou, I want to let go of the past. I just want to join hands with you and live every day to the fullest."

Gu Xinyue trembled all over. She never thought Su Fengye would say this. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Are you willing?" Su Fengye asked.

"I'm willing." Gu Xinyue said with relief.

Su Fengye hugged her in his arms and closed his eyes.

He just wanted everything in the past to go with the wind. From now on, the Su family was gone. He just wanted to live for himself and no longer let down the person in front of him.

After drinking with Hu Zhong and talking for a long night, Song Changming and Su Qingqing discussed their plans to go out for fun the next day.

Su Qingqing was naturally very happy. There was nothing more pleasant than being able to travel with the young master.

Xiao Huang also expressed her desire to go together.

Since its bloodline evolved, it has changed its lazy style and become more energetic. It flies around and is no longer so quiet.

Su Qingqing had already started helping to look for places to play. On the other side, Song Ping'an walked in holding a black crow and said to Song Changming when he saw him.

"Sir, there is a letter."

When Song Changming saw the black crow, he immediately knew who the letter was from and took it immediately.

The black crow was quite large, and its two black eyes were watching the populated area vigilantly.

Song Changming reached out and lightly tapped Heiya's head, just like entering fingerprint information. Heiya confirmed the identity of the person in front of him and spit out a small iron tube from his mouth.

There is letter paper in the iron tube.

When I opened the letter, I saw lines of not very pretty words.

The content of the first column is, From my brother personally.

Most of the people who wanted to contact him now used the communication jade slips.

Only his two elder brothers knew how to use such a primitive method of delivering messages via flying birds.

Especially this black crow, it is almost his brother's exclusive carrier bird.

He lost contact with his two brothers for a while, and only after the arrival of Black Crow did they get back in touch with them.

After that, every two or three months, the Black Crow would send messages back and forth to let Song Changming know the whereabouts of his brother and whether his situation was safe.

It has been like this for several years.

After glancing at the contents of the letter, Song Changming's eyes narrowed slightly.

This time it was no longer just a casual chat or a report of safety, there was also one thing written on it.

When the two brothers were digging for Yin stones needed for their practice in Yanzhou, they unexpectedly dug up a frozen body of flesh and blood in a cold and gloomy cave.

He looks like a human, but the two can still see that he is a zombie just like them!
They accidentally found the first zombie of their kind other than themselves.

"A zombie?" Song Changming fell into thought.

He already knew that this zombie was the result of practicing an alienated version of witchcraft.

Since Song Changping and his team were able to find this zombie, there is a high probability that there are more zombies out there.

It was not clear what kind of relationship the zombies had with each other. Song Changming thought about it and wrote back to ask his two brothers to be careful.

We cannot be careless just because we are all zombies.

At the same time, he also entrusted the two to help him find objects related to the Witch Clan, the focus of which was the fragments of the Witch God Stone he had obtained before.

The fragment of the witch god stone allowed him to obtain the witchcraft method and many witch seals that could be used for sacrifice.

But this is only a fragment of the Witch God Stone after all, and the Witch clan heritage contained in it is not complete.

If he wanted to make achievements in the witch clan's cultivation system and go further, he had to obtain more fragments of the witch god stone and piece together a complete set of witch clan inheritance.

He has always kept this matter in mind, but has been searching for it in vain.

The Witch Clan originated from the ancient times, which is too far away from the present, so far away that it is impossible to count them with specific numerical years, so there are very few relevant clues left to this day.

At present, the zombies are the only clue he knows about the witch clan.

Now he just hopes that his two brothers who are far away in Yanzhou can bring him some good news.

Put the written letter paper back into the tube and return it to Black Crow.

The black crow opened its beak and swallowed the tube back into its stomach as if it were pecking at a bug.

"Go." Song Changming waved his hand, and the black crow was sent out of the main city by the wind and soon disappeared into the sky.

Afterwards, Song Changming took Su Qingqing and the little yellow bird out to play together, and of course the white bird that served as eyes also followed closely.

For those who can fly, places thousands of miles away can be reached in a moment, and it is not difficult to travel anywhere they want.

For Song Changming, traveling itself is a way to relax and cultivate his mind.

The destination is not important, what is important is the journey along the way.

Soon, Song Changming and his party left Cuibai Road and slowed down their pace.

The land of Kyushu in the ancient Yuan Kingdom is all spiritual soil, and many wonders and strange sights are born there one after another. It is profitable to see them, and there is no shortage of places to play.

Song Changming was strolling in a place with magical bamboo and clear rain, and then he arrived at a huge magical lake and rowed a bamboo boat.

"It's been a long time since I felt so relaxed." Song Changming sat on the bamboo boat, calm and composed, and said to himself with a faint smile.

Ever since he came to Guyuan Country, he has rarely been lazy or idle because of the strong sense of crisis that always accompanies him.

It was not until he entered the Grandmaster realm last year that he felt the sense of crisis that had been lingering in his heart for a long time finally dissipated a lot.

Coupled with this year's wave of annual rewards, his strength has been further enhanced, which made him want to relax.

"Young Master's diligence will never be understood by outsiders!" Su Qingqing couldn't help but agree when she heard Song Changming sigh like this.

In her eyes, Song Changming was indeed more diligent and serious in his practice than most warriors. Over the years, she had never seen Song Changming be perfunctory in his practice.

Although he is already so powerful, Song Changming remains humble and calm. He still chooses to practice calmly, endures loneliness, and suppresses his ambitions.

This is also one of the great qualities that Su Qingqing admires about Song Changming.

"Qingqing, I am also hardworking." Xiao Huang huddled in the bamboo boat. She did not like the cold lake water around her. She only felt proud when she heard what Su Qingqing said.

"When it comes to eating, drinking and sleeping, you are indeed diligent." Song Changming complained.

If the little yellow bird that ate and slept all day long was considered diligent, then this word could only be a derogatory term.

"Changming, I'm not being lazy." Xiao Huang flapped his wings in dissatisfaction, with flames appearing in his mouth, making the air on the bamboo boat begin to warm up.

Whether it is the fire in his mouth or the impact on the surrounding air environment, they are all influenced by Xiao Huang's emotions.

Once it gets excited, it is easy to get out of control.

This situation only shows one thing, that is, it cannot control the fire power in its body well.

Therefore, Song Changming often teaches the little yellow bird that one must remain calm in order to solve problems and troubles.

If you can remain calm even when facing a collapse of Mount Tai, that is enough.

But unfortunately, Song Changming's education in this area had little effect.

"Okay, you didn't slack off." Song Changming said.

Eating, drinking and sleeping are the daily practice of the little yellow bird, and Song Changming knows this.

(End of this chapter)