Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 17 Breaking and then standing up

"When fighting with Yan Jiu, he used two swords, which were as powerful as thunder and dense as rain. I couldn't even see the path of his swords, let alone fight with him. I could only avoid his sharp edge." Zhao Wumian recalled and asked, "Is this the sword intent that Miss Su mentioned? Or is it just a killer move in his swordsmanship?"

Talking about swordsmanship, Su Qingqi also straightened her mind, turned her head and saw Zhao Wumian's naked upper body, then calmly shifted her gaze and looked at the bear's paw, saying:

"Yan Jiu has no school or sect, and all his kung fu was learned from the wandering cultivators. I have never fought with him, but what you are talking about should be his famous swordsmanship, the 'Moyu Sword'. This sword was created by the Huaixi Sword Saint Wu Buyong, and it is the best kung fu in the martial arts world, emphasizing cunning over strength. It is the right thing for you to avoid his edge."

Su Qingqi paused, and then continued: "Sword Intentions don't have this kind of effect. It is a mysterious thing, closer to sword power. For ordinary people in the martial arts world, it can only be regarded as icing on the cake. Only martial arts masters will value things like sword intentions and knife intentions. I heard from my eldest brother that this is related to the way behind the bridge that connects heaven and earth."

Zhao Wumian became interested, "The bridge between heaven and earth? Tell me in detail."

Luo Chaoyan carefully observed the wound on Zhao Wumian's shoulder, and upon hearing this, she suddenly pressed an acupoint on Zhao Wumian with her finger.

"Hiss! What are you doing?"

"There are broken blades in the wound. Can you force them out with your true Qi? This acupuncture point can temporarily paralyze half of your body, so that you will suffer less." Luo Chaoyan explained unhappily.

Zhao Wumian sensed a little but couldn't figure out how he forced the blade out, so he could only shake his head, "No, you should use a knife. I know surgery well... You Guixuan Valley also have this paralysis skill? If you open a clinic, won't you lose a few bowls of Ma Fei San money?"

"How can the art of medicine be measured by money?" Luo Chaoyan automatically ignored the word "surgery" which she did not understand, and only answered the key points.

"That being said, you are the emperor, and you cannot govern the country without money."

"I am not the emperor yet."

"I will make you emperor."

Luo Chaoyan was slightly stunned, pursed her lips, and then whispered: "Thank you."

"We each take what we need." Zhao Wumian didn't care and looked at Su Qingqi again, "Miss Su, please continue."

Su Qingqi glanced back and forth at Luo Chaoyan and Zhao Wumian for a few times, then came back to her senses after hearing what he said. She coughed lightly and continued, "The Bridge of Heaven and Earth is what the martial arts masters call it. My eldest brother hasn't practiced to that level, let alone me, so it's hard for me to explain it clearly. I only know that after connecting to the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, the true energy is endless and inexhaustible."

"Isn't that a natural war machine?"

"It's not that exaggerated. Even after communicating with the bridge of heaven and earth, one will still feel tired. Moreover, there are martial arts masters at the level of the bridge of heaven and earth on the grassland. In addition, most of the martial arts sects do not obey the imperial court's orders. For this reason, the emperor set up the plaques of Yuankui and Wukui, which can be regarded as a conciliatory policy." Luo Chaoyan also interjected, then took out a knife, pointed it at Zhao Wumian's wound, but asked in a gloomy tone:

"Master Zhao, was it necessary for you to be so fierce to me in the ruined temple earlier?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Wumian didn't expect that this woman of the most noble status in the world could actually be so petty. "Your Majesty, my impression of you as gentle and virtuous is shattered."

"That's just the me in your heart, not the real me." Luo Chaoyan said lightly, and then looked at Su Qingqi, "Qingqi, come here."

Su Qingqi's face flushed slightly as she placed her hand on Zhao Wumian's chest. Zhao Wumian then felt a warm current flowing into his body through Su Qingqi's hand. The next moment, he heard a few "whoosh" sounds, and the blade fragments embedded in the flesh were forced out, splashing blood and making several small holes in the stone wall.

Then Su Qingqi withdrew her hand immediately after touching it. It was obviously her first time touching a man's body.

“Hiss!” Zhao Wumian was slightly surprised. “Is this the effect of true qi? But there is really no pain. This kind of martial arts that can paralyze people at the slightest touch… Guixuan Valley is simply the Xiantian Flower-Picking Saint Sect.”

"Shut up." Luo Chaoyan rolled her eyes cutely, but she still swiftly applied medicine and bandaged Zhao Wumian in one go. Then she said jokingly, "Real evil sects all have soul-stirring hypnosis techniques, so why would they resort to paralysis? If my master heard what you said, she would roll up her sleeves and beat you up."

"I may not be able to defeat your master now, but I never know in the future."

When Zhao Wumian just woke up, he was probably not as strong as Su Qingqi, but now Yan Jiu, who is also a leader, is still defeated by him... This makes him more curious about what he did in the past, because he looks only about twenty years old, but he has such good martial arts.

However, there is no clue about myself now, so I should focus on Luo Chaoyan's matter first. When she becomes emperor, she can get people all over the world to help Zhao Wumian with things just by talking.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment, remembering the warm current that Su Qingqi had just probed into his body, "Miss Su, how should I use my true energy?"

"Eh?" Su Qingqi widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Wumian with an extremely strange look. It took her a while to realize that he couldn't even force out the Broken Blade by himself, so she asked, "Young Master, are you only practicing external skills and not internal skills?"

In this world, martial arts are divided into internal and external skills. Most people in the martial arts world only practice external skills. After all, as long as they learn sword and knife techniques, they can kill people. Internal skills are more precious and rarely circulated in the martial arts world. Secondly, they take a long time to take effect. It may be difficult to form combat power even after practicing for three to five years... However, the effect of internal skills can be seen from Su Qingqi forcing the blade out of Zhao Wumian's body just now. Therefore, real martial arts masters practice both internal and external skills.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a while, then said: "I don't know, how about you come in and take a look?"

After he said this, not only Su Qingqi, but even Luo Chaoyan, who knew no martial arts at all, looked at him in surprise.

Su Qingqi was even more stunned, "Sir, are you sure? If you allow my internal energy to enter your body, I can shatter your internal organs and tendons at any time."

"Come in." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly.

He had no idea about the 'inner vision' described in novels, so he could only ask Su Qingqi to confirm it... He didn't know what would happen when he went to Taiyuan, so he would naturally improve his strength as much as possible.

There is no time for Zhao Wumian to slowly learn how to "inner vision" at the moment, so he can only come as quickly as possible... If he hesitates now, if he falls into danger on his way to Taiyuan, he will only need this little bit of true energy to survive, which will be a lot of fun.

Su Qingqi's breathing quickened and her heart was pounding. She couldn't understand why Zhao Wumian trusted her so much. She admired Zhao Wumian's character and even felt deep down that he and she were rare confidants. But if she asked herself and put herself in his shoes, she would never accept Zhao Wumian allowing his internal energy to penetrate her body at will.

After a long struggle in her heart, Su Qingqi slowly stretched out her trembling little hand, pressed her palms against Zhao Wumian's, and said, "Don't worry, sir, Qingqi will definitely not harm you, just relax."

Zhao Wumian didn't say anything, but closed his eyes and carefully felt Su Qingqi's warmth.

This was a mysterious feeling. Su Qingqi's true energy was just like the name of the 'Moonlight Sword', revealing the quietness and coldness of a silver moon. This bright moon slowly sank into Zhao Wumian's body along the two people's connected palms, and came to his dantian along the meridians.

Su Qingqi's hands trembled slightly, and then her pink lips stammered, and she said at a loss for words: "Sir, your inner energy... is very huge."

Zhao Wumian understood that he was indeed practicing internal energy, but he had forgotten the method of internal energy, so it was difficult to use it. "Miss Su, can you try to pull it? I want to try to mobilize it."

"Sir, do you really not know how to use it?" Although Su Qingqi's eyes were closed, her fair and cute face was already somewhat flushed... She had begun to suspect that Zhao Wumian was teasing her through this method of internal energy fusion.

After all, what kind of good person would cultivate such a huge amount of true energy but not know how to use it? It's like an adult with healthy hands and feet saying to the opposite sex, "I can't eat yet, I hope you can feed me."

"Please." Zhao Wumian also felt that his request was not right, but he really didn't know how to do it. Apart from Su Qingqi, there was no one here he could ask for help.

Su Qingqi mustered up her courage and carefully touched Zhao Wumian's inner energy with her own true energy. "Do you feel it?"

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly. With Su Qingqi's touch, his Qi did swell up as if encountering an external enemy, but this was his own Qi after all, so no matter how it swelled and agitated, he would only feel warm and comfortable, so he replied:
"Quite comfortable."

"Then shall I continue?"

"It's troublesome."

Su Qingqi's true Qi would leave as soon as it touched Zhao Wumian, for fear of hurting Zhao Wumian, and Zhao Wumian's true Qi was not to be outdone, always wanting to resist and fend off the enemy. After failing to hit him, it would silently retract into his Dantian. Su Qingqi would then stick to him again, and the two would go back and forth over and over again. Seeing that Zhao Wumian had not yet learned how to mobilize his true Qi, Su Qingqi's movements became more and more ferocious, which aroused Zhao Wumian's true Qi's consciousness of resistance, and it rushed out of his Dantian and far away.

Zhao Wumian suddenly felt something in his heart, and following his instinct, he emptied his mind, just like when he first comprehended the "One Sword Style", mobilizing his own true energy to flow spontaneously around the most familiar veins and routes.

Small Zhoutian, Big Zhoutian...

Su Qingqi opened her eyes, withdrew her little hand, and looked at Zhao Wumian with a complicated look as he closed his eyes and practiced his internal energy.

It's really strange. He clearly has such a powerful inner energy, but he doesn't even know the path of the inner energy.
"What's going on?" Luo Chaoyan didn't understand and asked worriedly.

Su Qingqi shook her head slightly, "Everything went well. Young Master has successfully entered into a state of meditation. Once his internal energy has been circulated for a few cycles and he is completely familiar with it, he should be able to wake up."

Luo Chaoyan nodded, not quite understanding, and then hugged her knees, sat down against the stone wall, and rested her chin on her knees. "Do you think we can return to the capital smoothly?"

"Qingqi swears to protect His Majesty until death!" Su Qingqi said firmly, "I came here for this purpose, and I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Luo Chaoyan was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said: "Going to Taiyuan this time is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. I don't know why I believed him and chose such a crazy method."

"We must survive in the face of danger. Without a thousand-mile horse, we will be unable to move forward in the future." Su Qingqi paused and continued, "Young Master Zhao is highly skilled in martial arts and extremely intelligent..."

"You trust him now." Luo Chaoyan interrupted Su Qingqi with a smile, "If I hadn't stopped you, you would have stabbed him to death with a sword."

"It's not that exaggerated. When facing people of unknown identity, we should be cautious..." Su Qingqi looked away and stared at her White Snake again.

"Why don't you continue to be cautious now?"

"Qingqi thinks that what His Majesty said at the beginning is very reasonable."

Luo Chaoyan shook her head with amusement, "Forget it, let's take a break while he's practicing... After a good sleep, we can build a fire and roast the bear paws so that he can eat them when he wakes up."

When Zhao Wumian woke up, he felt refreshed, and even the wound on his shoulder seemed to have recovered a little. It was obviously the effect of this unknown internal energy. It was truly magical and was probably the best internal energy.

I just don’t know what it’s called... Never mind, it’s not important, let’s just call it Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Kung Fu.

Now he could master inner vision naturally, and he understood why Su Qingqi used the word "huge" to describe him.

Indeed, both the meridians and the true qi are extremely huge... Who doesn't want them to be bigger?
Su Qingqi and Luo Chaoyan started a fire at some point, and I could vaguely hear them discussing what to do after arriving in Taiyuan, with a hint of uneasiness in their tone.

It's easy to say that you can survive in the face of death, but how can you remain calm when you are about to step into a dangerous place?

Seeing Zhao Wumian wake up, the two paused in their discussion. Su Qingqi turned around and smiled, then handed over a piece of cut bear paw, "Young Master Zhao has always dreamed of this bear paw... would you like to try it?"

The bear paws were roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and were steaming hot.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pushed lightly, and the flame suddenly went out... His true Qi was released, but it was difficult to achieve the level of "splitting a mountain with one sword" or "Kameyama-style Qigong" with true Qi. Perhaps he just didn't have enough strength.

He went on to explain: "The temperature of the rocks in the cave is very low. Lighting a fire will quickly increase the temperature of the rocks above, causing the rocks to expand due to the heat. The formation of the cave proves that the geology is likely to be very loose, and the heat will easily cause the rocks above to fall off..."

The two girls were stunned by what Zhao Wumian said. They tilted their heads, unable to understand the logic, which was quite cute.

Zhao Wumian paused for a moment. As long as it didn't collapse, there was no need to explain these things. He took a bite of the bear meat, chewed it silently for a while, and then asked, "How did Miss Su bake such good ingredients so deceptively?"

"I grilled this with only the flavor of dried herbs from my Guixuan Valley and the stench from the bear cave. There's not even a pot. I'm sorry if it doesn't taste good." Luo Chaoyan glanced at Zhao Wumian.

Su Qingqi quickly changed the subject and said, "Young Master has been practicing for about six hours. It's time for us to leave. When we get to Taiyuan..."

Zhao Wumian raised his sword and cut off another bear paw. He smiled and continued Su Qingqi's words: "After we get to Taiyuan, we will find a chef to cook this bear paw with all kinds of seasonings!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the feeling of depression and tension as well as the uneasiness about going to Taiyuan disappeared.

The two girls were slightly stunned, and were amused by Zhao Wumian, so they said in a clear voice with slightly curved eyebrows, "Okay!"

Pushing aside the snow pile at the entrance of the cave, it was already dusk, and the three men led their horses and headed east.

(End of this chapter)