Chapter 289 Pressure

At midnight, there were no lights in the village.

Xue Baijin, who had returned from the desert, landed silently at the entrance of the village. His brows were lightly knitted under his visor, and he looked a little worried.

After searching around the village, Xue Baijin walked towards the yard diagonally opposite the village entrance. Before he reached the fence, his ears twitched slightly and he heard coming from inside the house:

"Zizi~..."

"Huh~~"

…

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Xue Baijin's mind came back to his senses instantly, and his eyes became full of mixed emotions. After shaking the mace in his hand, he finally did not yell to scare Ning'er, but came to the window silently and looked through the gap in the window.

In the room, Ye Jingtang was sitting at the table. Perhaps for the convenience of covering his traces, he did not take off his clothes, holding Ning'er in his arms.

Luo Ning sat face to face, hooking her neck with her hands, her face turned red and her clothes were obviously spread out; but her expression was still biting her lower lip, reluctant, it looked like she was being forced, but she was obviously moving on her own... …

Xue Baijin quickly turned his head, feeling that Ning'er, who was once pure, cold and arrogant, had changed his temperament and could no longer go back.

If God wants to rain and your wife wants to get married, if you can't stop her, just let her go. After Xue Baijin sighed secretly, he turned around and walked towards the village, only to find that in the room not far away, the woman dressed in exotic clothes stayed up late at night and listened in front of the window with her ears pricked up.

Xue Baijin shook his head secretly and ignored these crazy men and resentful women who were addicted to worldly desires. He came to the roof of a house alone and caught Niaoniao who was on guard carefully but failed to find her.

"Gu?"

Niaoniao was caught off guard and his mouth was covered. He cooed in shock and almost exploded. He turned around and found the leader of Pingtian, who was obviously a little timid.

Xue Baijin sat down on the ridge of the roof, put his mace by his side, and after studying the bird, he rounded and flattened it. When he saw that Ning'er had stopped moving and was still hugging each other, he moved his mask to the side of his head. , picked a leaf from the treetop, put it to her lips and played the Jiangzhou tune that Ning'er taught her back then:

"Duwuwu~..."

…

The whispers in the room suddenly stopped, and then Ning'er's panicked voice came:

"Bai Jin is back, get out quickly..."

"Oh, don't panic..."

"Hurry up……"

After a while, the door opened.

Ye Jingtang, neatly dressed and full of uprightness, walked out of the house in a leisurely manner, looking as if he had just finished talking about national affairs with Ning'er.

Although Xue Baijin was born as a girl, she still felt strange when she saw the man emerging from his wife's room. She raised her hand to cover the mask, and then said hoarsely:

"Night Terror Hall, come here."

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In the middle of the night, under Ning'er's warm and gentle care, Ye Jingtang's body, which had been running for a long time, completely relaxed.

As for the Burning Fire Map, the two of them had just studied it, and found that the Burning Fire Map can indeed be restored to its original state, but the process is controllable - the Burning Fire Map consumes a lot of money and cannot be used on a daily basis, so it is necessary to Take the initiative to exercise your skills and prioritize them.

To put it simply, you can focus on one point and focus on restoring a certain fatal injury first. In order to save energy consumption, other minor injuries are temporarily ignored. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to restore some insignificant places, the situation that bothers Ning'er won't happen.

At this time, the leader of Pingtian came to the door. Ye Jingtang was inevitably a little embarrassed. After making sure that there was nothing strange about him, he jumped up and landed on the roof:

"How does the leader feel about that trace?"

"Maybe it was left by the ancestors of Xiaoshan Fort. The artistic conception is profound, mysterious and unpredictable."

That means he doesn't fully understand it...

Ye Jingtang was not surprised by this. After all, he felt that the trace's accomplishments were already pointing to the ceiling. The leader of Pingtian was still half a step away from the top of the human world. It was reasonable for him not to understand it clearly.

Ye Jingtang kept some distance and sat down on the roof. The kidnapped Niao Niao quickly ran over, hid behind him, and even attacked the leader of Ping Tian.

"The leader wants to continue hunting for treasures here?"

Xue Baijin nodded: "Go find the Emperor Sword and Yuxi. Ning'er should follow me, so don't follow me."

"Uh... I don't plan to follow either. I have something to do and I have to go back to Langxuan City right away..."

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After the two had an awkward chat, Xue Baijin felt that he might be too serious. Although it was not a small matter for his protector to steal the leader's wife, after all, Ye Jingtang was a capable member, and the relationship was too complicated. Stiffness is not conducive to future development.

After Xue Baijin said a few words, he turned his head and said:

"Since you joined the religion, you have done a lot of things. I always teach you clearly about rewards and punishments. I will not just ask for things without giving them back. You don't need me to give you money or status. All I can give you is guidance. You are good at external martial arts, and you are very important. In terms of techniques and moves, if you have a lot of clumsiness but not enough internal energy, it will be very difficult when you encounter a thick-skinned opponent. This is your weakness and needs to be improved."

After hearing this, Ye Jingtang looked serious and acted like he was all ears.

As for what Xue Baijin said now, he actually knew it very well.

What is called "clumsy strength" is brute strength, which can lift and pull heavy objects, but cannot reach the limbs, so it is also called "original strength and dead strength".

The power of concentrating all the strength of the whole body at the fingertips, with strength as strong as a bow collapsing and breaking through mountains and rocks, is called ‘jin’, which is also Qi Jin and Gong Li.

‘Strength’ is not penetrating and only reaches the surface of an object. It can push rocks but cannot hurt the inside. ‘Strength’ is explosive and penetrates directly into the heart, but it is explosive and does not last long.

The superficial difference between the two is that after he practiced the Dragon Elephant Diagram, he wrestled with Jiang Zahu and was able to throw Jiang Zahu around like a child, but he shot Jiang Zahu away without hurting his heart.

King Zuo Xian just raised his gun and shook it, without using much force, he injured Fan Qinghe. This is the difference between 'power' and 'jin'.

Top experts rarely have the chance to overwhelm their opponents with absolute brute force, so there is also a saying that "if you practice martial arts without practicing kung fu, you will lose everything in your life."

But if you want to transform the brute strength of your body into inner energy, you need top internal techniques.

The Eight-Step Crazy Sword, Overlord Spear, and Lei Gong Baji are all external martial arts. The Tianhe Sword is considered an internal swordsmanship, but it is stronger in perception. The only internal martial arts he has learned is Ning'er's half-assed Nianyun Shishi. Hands, and Liu Qiansheng's Listening to the Wind Palm.

What Liu Qiansheng taught him was obviously external moves and not internal skills at all. The moment Jiang Zahu knocked him out was the real Kung Fu.

Although the status of Ye Jingtang is not low anymore, it is really hard to find advanced internal skills suitable for Bada Kui to learn. Seeing the Pingtian leader say this, he said sternly:

"Master, can you give me some advice?"

Xue Baijin originally wanted Ye Jingtang to become a disciple, but when she thought that her daughter-in-law was sleeping with someone else, the idea immediately disappeared. She stood up, put one hand behind her back and said:

"After you learn Kung Fu, you are my junior. Although you don't have the title of master and disciple, you must fulfill the responsibilities of the master. With this relationship, if you one day deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, the sect can clean up the family on its own. You think about it."

"Well……"

Ye Jingtang thought he could do it for free, but seeing that it was a contract to sell himself, he was a little hesitant in his heart. He thought about it and said:

"I was in the capital, and I accidentally got a picture of a dragon and an elephant. How about teaching me martial arts, and I'll find a way to get the leader to learn the picture of a dragon and an elephant..."

Xue Baijin's eyes showed pride:

"Learning the Ming Dragon Diagram means 'knowing what it is and not knowing why it is so'. You have practiced the Dragon Elephant Diagram and have become infinitely powerful. Do you know the principle of this technique and why it can make you infinitely powerful?"

Wu Taizu was able to understand the Great Dao in a mortal body and ride on a dragon to leave behind nine volumes of heavenly books. Do you think this religion cannot do that? "

Ye Jingtang has always regarded the Singing Dragon Picture as a metaphysical object, so naturally he hasn’t figured it out yet, so he solemnly said:

"Is it possible that the leader knows why?"

"I don't know either."

"Well……?"

Xue Baijin said calmly: "But all things have their own reasons. The predecessors were able to understand the principles of heaven and create the Minglong Diagram, so I can do it too. Learning the Minglong Diagram may be a shortcut, but I don't force it. If you are willing, "Here, I'll learn it naturally. If you don't give it to me, you won't ask for it. If you want to use these to seduce me, you're looking down on me."

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Ye Jingtang thought these words were very arrogant, but no matter how it sounded, it sounded like "I want to learn, but I don't want to be responsible." He thought about it and said:

"No reward for no merit, then when I have the opportunity in the future, I will teach the dragon and elephant diagram to the leader, and it will not be too late for the leader to teach me martial arts. I will not force this."

Xue Baijin thought about it for a moment, then acquiesced to the proposal, raised his left hand and stretched it out:

"I'll teach you kung fu first, and you can just make up for it later. You can also teach it to Yun Li."

Ye Jingtang naturally had no meaning to this proposal. He took three steps forward and raised his hand:

"Me and the leader?"

Leader Pingtian raised his left hand and nodded:

"The "Nanshan Shenyang Jin" of our teaching is condensed from the strengths of hundreds of schools. Fengguancheng personally commented that it is unmatched in the world under the mountain. You can try it."

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang's expression returned to a cold and serious expression. He secretly used the technique of Tingfeng Palm, raised his right hand and slowly pressed it against the palm of the Pingtian leader, and then...

Boom——

In the room below, Luo Ningmeng was pretending to be dead under the quilt, not daring to show his head. He was thinking about how to explain to Bai Jin later.

Just as he was feeling confused, there was suddenly a loud bang outside the window, and then "crash--" the sound of smashing tile walls continued to spread to the outside, crossing the entire small village in almost the blink of an eye.

Luo Ning trembled in shock and quickly stood up and looked out the window, only to see broken tiles everywhere outside. Ye Jingtang, who was standing on the roof neatly dressed, flew directly into the vegetable garden outside and smashed the ground. A pit, still rolling on the grass.

Thump thump thump…

Luo Ning's face changed suddenly, and she looked at the murderous Bai Jin on the roof angrily:

"Xue Baijin, why did you hit him?!"

"Ahem...it's okay, it's okay..."

Ye Jingtang rolled up from the ground. Although he felt that Pingtian Cult Leader had some personal revenge in him, if he learned kung fu without getting beaten, then he was definitely not learning real kung fu. At that moment, he quickly raised his hand to stop Ning'er and ran up again:

"Master, good work, I'll try again..."

Bang——

Then, as expected, he flew out again, but he just couldn't touch the little hand of the leader of Pingtian...

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At the same time, Langxuan City.

Hoof-clack, hoof-clack...

A cavalry team of more than 20 people, escorting several carriages, slowly drove into the crowded city.

Pei Xiangjun was riding on a black horse, wearing a draped hat with a spear hanging on the side of the horse. He looked like the hostess of the escort agency. He was walking in the front and looking around. Because it was his first time outside the customs, his eyes were inevitably a bit novel.

Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing served as attendants. At this time, their horses were walking beside them and they were discussing with each other:

"This is the largest black market in the world. If we can build a street here, the revenue this year will be as much as two Qingjiang docks..."

"This place is only open for three months. When winter comes and the mountains are closed by heavy snow, there will be no one here..."

"Three months is not a small amount of money..."

…

In the carriage behind them, people were also discussing the customs and customs of foreign countries.

In the compartment of the carriage, Dongfang Liren was dressed in a white prince's robe. He raised the curtains of the carriage window and looked at the people in the street who were dressed in different clothes. He felt like he was paying a private visit to observe the sentiments of the people.

The Queen Mother traveled thousands of miles and finally arrived at Langxuan City, which she had heard of many times. Looking at the endless sea of ​​lights in the big tents outside, her eyes were inevitably filled with surprise. She looked back and forth at the novel objects and asked questions from time to time. :

"Ruby, what is that?"

"Ostrich, also called a big bird, during the reign of the late Emperor, the King of Liang paid a few tributes, but unfortunately they were raised to death by eunuchs..."

"If the big sparrow is raised by the eunuch, it may not necessarily have to be raised to death..."

"Uh-huh?"

…

Outside the carriage, the real person Xuanji who was responsible for picking up people did not ride in a carriage or horse, but was walking on the street wearing a curtain hat.

Zhe Yunli dressed up as a heroine, with her arms folded across her chest, and her hair was braided like Fan Qinghe's. She looked lively and fierce, and asked curiously:

"Aunt Lu, what is that big red tent for? Performing tricks?"

"Those who breed animals, don't go to the girl's house."

"A tent for breeding animals, so fancy? I thought it was a kiln...ahem..."

…

Zhe Yunli knew Xuanji's true identity, so naturally he didn't dare to reveal his true identity.

But Master Xuanji knew that this little girl was the apprentice of Luo Ning and Bai Jin.

Luo Ning is her old best friend, and Zhe Yunli can be considered half of her daughter. For this reason, Xuanji is very serious and wants to be a mature and prudent female elder, so as not to lead the little girl astray.

After a few days of dealing with her, I discovered that this little girl was almost as wild as she was when she was a child. She was full of arrogance and was trying to make her look like an innocent and mature aunt.

It's not easy for Master Xuanji to be arrogant in front of juniors, so she naturally pretends not to understand these somewhat naughty things.

The group of people led the convoy and walked for about half an hour before passing through the crowded city and arrived at the central city where the major departments were located.

As soon as Zhe Yunli arrived on the street, he was attracted by the hundreds of horses placed by the Wu Horse Department to support the table. He stood directly outside the horse fence and could not walk.

Although Dongfang Liren had seen many good horses, it was rare to see so many famous horses together. He got out of the carriage and walked on foot to look around.

When they arrived at the place, Jiang Laojiu and others naturally became the hosts. They walked in front and introduced them one by one, taking many distinguished guests to the Dongming Department's residence.

But when the group was about to arrive at the station, Pei Xiangjun, who was in front, frowned and looked outside the door of the huge station.

The Dongming Tribe has a large camp, and nearly a thousand tribesmen are accompanying them. Originally, most of them were walking outside to talk business, but at this time, there are more than 300 tribesmen standing outside the camp with swords and weapons, and their faces are not very good. .

Outside the gate of the station where the emblem of the Dongming Department hangs, there are three waves of people in different clothes standing together. Visually, there are about forty people. Among them, there are three leading elders who are talking angrily:

"Do you know what happened? The big shots in Baixiao camp were surrounded by people invited by your Dongming tribe, and several of them died. Why did your Dongming tribe conspire with the Southern Dynasties to assassinate high-ranking officials in Beiliang? Are you all suffering from a disaster? If King Dong Ming is not allowed to come out and give an explanation today, we will unite and send you all to Pingyi City..."

"This is a private matter of my Dongming tribe. Regardless of whether it is true or not, Zhu Zong has his own sense of proportion in his heart. It is your turn to dictate? You are as timid as mice and are afraid of Beiliang Mangzi. You kowtow to recognize your ancestors all day long. I, Dongming tribe, are not afraid. …”

"You guys..."

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Seeing that the two groups were about to take action, Jiang Laojiu quickly stepped forward, scolded the tribesmen who were conflicting with each tribe, and said kindly:

"Ouch, why are all these old uncles coming out? What's going on? Even if the sky falls, there is a countermeasure. What's the use of making noise among our own people..."

Jiang Laojiu is regarded as the Minister of Etiquette of the Dongming Department. He is responsible for diplomacy and has good relations with various departments.

Seeing the arrival of a capable master, the anger of the people in each tribe subsided a little. The leader of the tribe, Gouchen tribe elder, said in a deep voice:

"Beiliang imposes heavy taxes, and all the ministries have no food to eat. Who doesn't want to rebel? It depends on the timing. Your Dongming tribe did not say anything, and had liaison with the Southern Dynasty to kill King Zuo Xian's people. If King Zuo Xian sends troops to fight, , who do you want to block? If you don’t give an explanation now, when the army comes to the border, don’t blame the ministries for watching with cold eyes..."

Jiang Laojiu didn't know what happened, but he still looked confident and said with a smile:

"What you said... don't worry. The two dynasties have just established trade, and more than ten thousand people from the Southern Dynasty have come to Guanglangxuan City. If King Zuo Xian sends troops to cause chaos in the world, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of Emperor Liang?

"I will send a summons to Zhu Zong to come back. If this matter is confirmed, our Dongming Department will definitely solve it. If we are wrong, we will bow our heads and admit it. If we are wrong, we have to ask the elders to help us. Each department is a family. , both prosperous and destructive, how can we mess up our own position first when the wind is still uncertain..."

Jiang Laojiu's words were tepid and reasonable, and his status was not low. The elders from various tribes who gathered at the door to explain their explanations stopped being aggressive. The old man from the Gou Chen tribe said:

"It is said that King Zuo Xian is furious. This matter must not be trivial. If someone from Baixiao Camp is really killed, please hand over the murderer and pay a heavy sum of money. We can also help to put in a good word. Maybe this matter can be resolved. Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences." The underworld can’t afford it…”

"I understand, everyone should go back and rest first. When Zhu Zong comes back, I will definitely give you an answer as soon as possible..."

…

Soon, the tribesmen surrounding the camp dispersed one after another, and the members of the Dongming tribe stepped forward to negotiate with Jiang Laojiu and others.

Just by listening to the words, Dongfang Liren knew that Ye Jingtang must have had a conflict with King Zuo Xian's people outside.

Because she didn't know the inside story, she couldn't analyze the plan, so she took the Queen Mother into the residence first...

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