The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 90 Liu Xiaofeng's Background (Tenth Update)

"The divine techniques this old man cultivates should be quite ordinary. Judging from his combat strength, he shouldn't be considered a strong figure among those who refine divine techniques at the Integration Realm," Han Qing pondered.

Although he didn't have much experience fighting against cultivators at the Integration Realm, he had read many records about the strength of cultivators at the Integration Realm in books, and this old man was not considered a strong one.

Even among martial artists of the same realm, there are differences in strength, and the same is true for those who refine their spirit.

He glanced around and saw two horses wandering in the woods in the distance, already back to normal, but Liu Xiaofeng had been invaded by the magic power and had fallen into a coma.

He went over to check on him and found that he was fine and would wake up in a little while.

“Martial artists are indeed at a great disadvantage when facing those who have mastered the Spirit Refinement Realm. For example, Liu Xiaofeng was almost powerless against this old man. He fell into an illusion before he could even see the old man's shadow, and then fell into a coma. He was completely like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others,” Han Qing said.

He was about to wake Liu Xiaofeng when suddenly, the earth shook, and the sound of hooves came from afar.

Han Qing glanced around and saw Xuan Yi and Xuan San leading two hundred cavalrymen at high speed.

"My lord, where is the enemy?"

Upon approaching, Xuan Yi dismounted, and the two hundred soldiers quickly dispersed, completely taking control of the area.

After asking the question, Xuan Yi saw the old man's corpse in the grass and quickly led his men to surround it.

"This old man was suspected to be a spy from Tianlang Fortress. He came here to take Liu Xiaofeng away, but I have already killed him!" Han Qing said.

"Please forgive us, young master, we are late!"

Wow!
Led by Xuan Yi and Xuan San, a large number of soldiers knelt down in the woods.

"Get up, take Liu Xiaofeng, let's go back to the city!" Han Qing said calmly.

He didn't mean to blame Xuan Yi and the others. In fact, Xuan Yi and the others didn't arrive late. The mountains were high and the forests were dense, so the horses couldn't travel as quickly as on a flat road.

At this time, it was not yet completely dark, but after such an incident, Han Qing had no intention of continuing to practice archery and horsemanship in the mountains.

So the group quickly descended the mountain and sped along the official road toward Hengshan City in the distance.

As Han Qing walked along the road, a thought struck him, and the Seven Killings Stele appeared, with the old man's soul light floating beside him, his face appearing and disappearing.

Han Qing did not choose to absorb it immediately. The jolting on horseback and the sudden blackout was a potentially fatal situation.

Half an hour later, the group returned to the Qi residence.

Han Qing went straight to Chun Hui Courtyard, where Mu Dachun and Li Tai were still diligently practicing martial arts.

"Xiao Qing, where's Sister Qi?" When Han Qing arrived at her room door, Xiao Qing was waiting beside her.

"Miss has gone out and will be back tomorrow," Xiao Qing said.

"Okay, prepare a bucket of hot water for me, I want to take a bath!" Han Qing instructed.

"Alright, please wait a moment, young master."

Before long, Xiao Qing and several other maids had finished preparing. Han Qing took a comfortable hot bath, washing away the sweat and odor, and changed into another set of cotton clothes. She felt refreshed and her fatigue was completely gone.

He then summoned the Seven Killings Stele and chose to absorb the old man's soul light.

In an instant, the old man's memories formed fragmented images that flashed through his mind like a fleeting glance.

A dozen or so breaths later, the image disappeared, and Han Qing had already figured out the whole story.

"This old man is indeed a spy planted by Tianlang Fortress in Dayu. His main purpose for this trip is to bring Liu Xiaofeng back."

"Liu Xiaofeng's real name is suspected to be Tuoba Feng, and his father's name is Tuoba Xiu, suggesting that he has an extraordinary background."

"I'm completely unfamiliar with this person. I'll ask Qi Yan about his background tomorrow."

"As for why the old man wanted to kill me?" Han Qing's gaze was deep and unfathomable. "According to the old man's memories, someone from the Luo family in Shu helped him pinpoint Liu Xiaofeng's location, and in return, he had to assassinate me." "The Luo family in Shu is not like the Luo family in Baiyun County; they are a true behemoth, yet they set their sights on me so quickly."

Logically speaking, although I am exceptionally talented, I am still just a teenager and pose no threat to the Luo family.

The Luo family of Baiyun County was wiped out, but they shouldn't have retaliated against me so quickly.

After much thought, I realized that their assassination attempt on me must still be related to my mother.

Han Qing quietly sorted through his thoughts. After mastering the Moyu Gong, many memories surfaced in his mind, but these memories were too fragmented and mostly invalid information.

He felt that Qi Wufeng must know the whole truth. In a few days, when Qi Wufeng returned, he would be able to find out what grudges his mother had with the imperial court and the Luo family.

Han Qing shook his head, ceasing to think about these things, but silently admonishing himself to be more cautious in his actions in the future.

Then, a thought struck him, and the old man's lifelong martial arts skills were clearly displayed before him.

In terms of martial arts training methods, this old man had undergone five transformations, so his proficiency in the first to fourth realms was perfect, while he had only achieved minor success in the fifth realm.

He possesses a wide variety of fighting skills, including archery, swordsmanship, horsemanship, light footwork, and external martial arts; he is proficient in everything and can be considered an all-rounder.

However, Han Qing is not lacking in combat techniques; the few limit-breaking combat techniques he currently possesses are more than enough to deal with his enemies.

Unless there is a first-rate or even top-grade fighting technique to inherit, his priority will definitely be to practice the technique.

Therefore, Han Qing chose to inherit the Four Realms Training Method, Cloud Sea Technique, as his first martial art! It is a third-rate martial art that is passed down in Tianlang Fortress and can cause a martial artist's body to undergo a fourth transformation.

On the level of Dharma, this old man also practiced the visualization diagram passed down from Tianlang Fortress, called Blood Blade. The saint depicted in it is called Blood Blade Great Saint, an extremely powerful figure in the history of Western Mang who attained sainthood through the art of war.

The second martial art that Han Qing chose to inherit was naturally the third chapter of the Blood Blade Refining Divine Technique, which he had already mastered to 100%.

Han Qing chose to first digest this method of refining the spirit.

With a thought, the Blood Blade Refining Divine Technique was entered into the panel, and its proficiency was quickly transferred to the Ceasefire Sutra.

Han Qing lit some calming incense and sat cross-legged on the bed to begin meditating.

Today, after witnessing the strength of a military strategist at the Gathering Elephant Realm, he also felt an urgent desire to become a high-level spiritual refiner.

He believed that once he reached the Integration Realm, his combat power would be several times stronger than that of the old man.

So, Han Qing spent the entire night meditating, and his proficiency in the Zhige Realm was rapidly increasing at a rate ten times faster than usual.

As dawn broke, the transformation was far from over. Han Qing hadn't slept all night, but he didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, he was full of energy. The feeling of his strength rapidly increasing made him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

He decided not to sleep anymore. After getting up and having breakfast, he went back to his room to continue studying the "Stopping Warfare" classic.

He was engrossed in his thoughts, and time slowly passed until noon when someone came to knock on the door. The knock was very forceful and loud, making the whole door shake.

"Han Qing, how are you? I heard from Xuan Yi that you were assassinated? Don't worry, I will definitely help you get revenge!"

Qi Yan's loud voice drifted in from outside the door. Han Qing opened the door and saw Qi Yan standing at the door wearing a light blue robe. A faint smell of blood wafted towards him.

"The smell of blood?" Han Qing asked.

"Taking care of a bunch of bandits is a piece of cake. But you, are you injured?" Qi Yan stepped into the room, sat down on a chair, and popped a crystal-clear, emerald-green grape into her mouth.

"It's nothing serious. I got some information from the assassin, but I don't know if it's true or not." Han Qing also sat down on a chair nearby.

"Tell me, and I'll help you figure it out!" Qi Yan said, popping another grape into her mouth, chewing it carefully, and swallowing it whole, skin and all.

It's supposed to be ten chapters, but it's actually eleven. Any extra chapters will be added tomorrow.

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