0399. The Sea of Blood Descends
In the next few days, the Eight Wise Kings always wanted to find time to talk to Li Mu and convey the goodwill of His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. However, Li Mu had been in seclusion and could not leave the secret room, so he could only Maybe he had no choice but to occasionally mention a few words in Wang Shiyu's ear, and he tried his best to express his kindness to the little girls Mingyue, Qingfeng, and Yuan Hou, and first influence the people around Li Mu.
As various news continued to spread from all over the country, the Eight Wise Kings became busy again.
The situation was still not optimistic for the Northern Song royal family.
Because after the death of King Jin, his fiefdoms, territories, armies and forces were indeed disintegrated. However, the Northern Song Dynasty royal family, which occupied the moral high ground, not only failed to capture all the power of the Jin Dynasty as originally expected, Instead, some other anti-kings took the opportunity to expand their power, especially Wing King Zhao Chong, who obtained almost the entire Yaowei Army, and his strength increased greatly, making him more difficult to deal with than the previous Jin King.
At the same time, unrest broke out frequently in various places in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Instead of being reversed by the death of King Jin, the situation of the empire was like Shen Ke's incurable old man, sliding into the abyss step by step, riddled with holes, which made the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and his ministers feel anxious every day. Anxious to get angry.
The Eight Wise Kings frequently traveled back and forth between the palace and the palace, and were extremely busy.
Thousand-year empire is shrouded in dark clouds.
As the former Protector of the Country, the internal strife of the Qingcheng Sect gradually subsided, and Daoling Zhenren took control of the power. However, this upstart in the martial arts world had a lukewarm attitude towards the Northern Song Dynasty royal family. Envoys were sent from place to place to conduct some interest exchanges, hoping to get Shenzong's support, but they were always in the bargaining stage. The conditions offered by Shenzong became more and more harsh each time. The Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was furious, but he had nothing to do.
The discord with Shenzong made the Northern Song Dynasty royal family even less confident when facing the rebels.
The last royal family in the precarious situation feels desolate.
The more this happened, the more the Eight Sage Kings hoped to keep Li Mu in the Northern Song Dynasty.
After all, the King of Jin was so arrogant back then, but didn't it disappear under Li Mu's sword?
The same is true for these anti-kings in front of Li Mu. They are like chickens and dogs in front of Li Mu. As long as Li Mu is willing to serve the Northern Song Dynasty royal family, no, or cooperate, the status of the Northern Song Dynasty royal family will become as stable as Mount Tai in an instant.
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In the secret room where the sealing formation had been re-reinforced, Li Mu was practicing Zhenwu Fist.
The innate skill broke through the third level, and the effect of nourishing and restoring the physical body increased dramatically, which meant that Li Mu could try the fifth form of Zhenwu Fist [Qianjie Lang].
Li Mu had tried practicing this style before.
However, each time the punch was only halfway through, the physical body was overwhelmed and had to stop, even if Li Mu later completed the [Sparrow Tail].
At this time, Li Mu still used this punch with some reluctance.
He stood in a weird posture, moving slowly, like a snail moving, and on his exposed body, blood dripped out from the muscles. In some places, the muscles were directly torn, and the bones in the flesh also had bone cracks. .
The training of [Zhenwuquan] places extremely high demands on the physical body. Even seemingly ordinary moves put an incredible strain on the physical body.
When Li Mu was on Earth, he could perform the Eighteen-Stage True Martial Arts Boxing with ease, just like doing radio gymnastics. But once he really got started, he experienced such a strange change that Li Mu still can't figure it out until now.
Now, the innate skill has entered the third level, and Li Mu forced this move.
Because the old magic stick once said that the first four moves of Zhenwu Fist are the foundation. Starting from the fifth move, it is the real Immortal Boxing, which has reached a new level. These days, Li Mu feels more and more that in this world, Containing more and more murderous intent.
The sky sends murderous intentions, stars change places, the earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the land, humans send murderous intentions, heaven and earth repeat.
Today's planet has long been a 'human-induced murderous force'. Saints have fallen one after another, and several people in Jiuji have fallen. The martial arts order of the old era will never return. In this environment, the Great Sage will gradually become No longer a symbol of invincibility and immortality.
The next stage is the ‘earthly murderous intent’.
At that time, it will be even more terrifying.
Li Mu had a hunch that if he didn't improve his strength as soon as possible, he would be in big trouble.
Therefore, he hopes to successfully practice the Immortal Fist.
The fifth form of Zhenwu Fist [Thousand Waves Fist] is Li Mu's new trump card.
Finally, after spending an entire hour, Li Mu reluctantly completed the entire movement of [Qianlang Feng]. The result of the forced practice was that Li Mu's skin was torn all over his body, and countless bones were broken. The pain was simply indescribable.
Fortunately, Li Mu is used to it.
He maintained this standing posture and used his innate skills to repair his injuries.
After a cup of tea, all the injuries were healed.
Then, continue.
The body is constantly being torn apart and then healed again and again.
This process is like steel-making and iron-making. Only through repeated quenching, forging, soaking in water, and over-beating can we truly produce high-quality steel. Human body cultivation is just like steel-making. Only through repeated quenching can we make the best steel. Go one step further.
Originally, Li Mu's current physical strength and strength were incredible. Normal weapons, techniques and strength could hardly damage his body. He would only be injured when fighting against a strong person like [Emperor Sword] Yingshan Snow Eagle. , so it has become difficult to temper the body, and Zhenwuquan just makes up for this shortcoming, making it possible for Li Mu's physical strength to be further improved.
I don't know how much time passed, but Li Mu gradually felt that he was becoming more and more proficient in performing [Thousand Waves Fold], the rawness disappeared, and the pain and tearing gradually receded.
He knew that he was about to master this true immortal fist.
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"Is this what you made?"
Mingyue looked at a pair of delicate white boots in front of her. She couldn't tell what material they were made of, but they were quite beautiful. There were also traces of patterns flowing around them, which was the power of the Taoist skills taught by Li Mu.
"Well, it's made of star ore. Don't go barefoot again." Qingfeng nodded.
Mingyue put on the white boots with a smile and tried them on. They fit perfectly and were very comfortable. They were as light as cloth and there was no trace of them being made of metal minerals.
"There is also a coat..." Qingfeng took out a long white dress embroidered with blue patterns and said: "There is a formation inside it. After the spiritual power is sacrificed, it can be big or small. It is the first finished product.
"That's good, hee hee. However, others study alchemy and make swords and armors. Why do you make clothes and shoes?" Mingyue teased with a smile.
"Beating and killing is not life." Qingfeng smiled and said: "I just want the people around me to live well, not fighting and killing."
Mingyue used her spiritual power to refine the skirt again. With a thought, it appeared on her body. It felt very good and could also increase her defense. Although with her current strength, this little defense was nothing, but it was Qingfeng spent such a long time refining it.
"If you don't fight and kill, you won't be able to live well." Mingyue said: "Young Master once said that the years are peaceful, but it's just that there are people carrying the burden for us to move forward."
Qingfeng nodded and said: "Young Master is the one who carries the burden forward. All I can do is to share some of the small troubles in life for you during the quiet years."
Mingyue held her chin and thought for a while. A smile overflowed from her big black crystal eyes and she said, "Anyway, Brother Qingfeng, you are so smart, everything you say is right."
"You called me Brother Qingfeng?" Qingfeng's eyes widened, surprised.
Mingyue nodded, her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons: "Yes."
Qingfeng originally wanted to ask, didn't you always call me 'stinky boy' and call yourself sister before? Why are you suddenly calling me brother now? You're so courteous for nothing, and you're either raping or stealing, but he held it back.
"Very good." Qingfeng's lips curled up with a nice smile.
He was originally a handsome young man.
After being separated for more than a year and then reunited, he vaguely felt that Mingyue had changed. Although he was still confused and dazed, the position of some things in her heart had finally improved, or in other words, she knew how to cherish it.
"There are still some things that haven't been finished yet, so I'll continue." Qingfeng returned to his laboratory.
Mingyue wanted to follow her in, but when she thought that she had actually gone in, she was afraid that she couldn't help but ask this and that, move this and that, disturbing Qingfeng's alchemy process. Secondly, what she was most afraid of was accidentally tinkering with it. Explosion... I remembered that I had bombed two Qingfeng's laboratories a few days ago. Although Qingfeng never complained, I might as well forget it.
She was sitting at the door of the laboratory, counting ants out of boredom. At this time, Wang Shiyu came over and said, "Xiao Mingyue, have you seen the general?"
Mingyue raised her head, pursed her lips, and said, "Call me Gang Leader."
She didn't have a bad feeling towards the princess, but she didn't have a good impression either.
Wang Shiyu was stunned and said: "Hehe, Leader Mingyue, have you seen the husky?"
"No." Mingyue said.
Wang Shiyu: "..."
This is strange.
Ever since Liang Zhi was ejected two days ago, Husky ran away and never came back. She sent people to search everywhere, but couldn't find it. Could something happen?
She was a little worried.
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"See the Son."
In the Northern Song Dynasty, in Lin'an City, the imperial capital, an underground palace under the water was filled with blood. A group of disciples of the Blood Moon Gang knelt down in front of a pool of blood. [Blood Moon Demon Lord] was closest to the blood pool, with a face on his face. With an urgent expression.
Gurgling.
The pool of blood was boiling like a pool of boiling water.
White bones and heads tumbled in the blood.
Finally, a mysterious power came, and the white bones automatically combined into a skeleton, and then the blood condensed, and then, a bloody figure stepped out of the blood pool step by step.
The blood in the pool gathered towards him and merged into his body. The blood dispersed, and a burly man with long bright red hair and red skin slowly emerged.
He stretched out his forked letter like a poisonous snake, and his eyes were filled with cold and cruel light: "After cutting off one-third of my soul and damaging my physical body, I finally came to this world. The secret treasure left by that person, It’s mine, hahahaha…”
The man looked at the disciples of the Blood Moon Gang who were kneeling on the ground, his eyes fell on the Blood Moon Demon Lord, and said: "You are the sacrificial slave, right? Where are Black Flame and Blood Eye? Let them come to see me. "