Myriad Immortals

"Brother Zhong, your reputation is now no less than mine as a mere clerk."

at this time.

In the courtyard of the Zhong family's old house, there were seven or eight exquisitely presented dishes. Clerk Jiang Li was eating fried peanuts while talking.

After the apprenticeship ceremony.

Zhong Xuan's name quickly spread throughout the martial arts world of Baisha County.

Not only because Zhong Xuan was the junior brother of Qian Hong and Zheng Yue, but also because the battle at the apprenticeship ceremony taught the martial arts masters of Baisha County a set of excellent bone-strengthening martial arts.

The purpose of holding the apprenticeship ceremony is precisely this.

To make a name for yourself in the world, you must first establish your reputation.

"From now on, when I go out, I'll say I'm Brother Zhong's brother."

Yan Shuoting echoed with a grin.

Zhong Xuan chewed on the braised beef, shaking his head with a smile: "My two brothers, please stop teasing me."

Today, Jiang Li and Yan Shuoting came to visit together.

Not only that, but they also brought a food box full of dishes, all brought from Zuixianglou Restaurant in the city.

Since the apprenticeship ceremony, the threshold of his Zhong family mansion has been worn down by countless people, all of whom are prominent figures in the city. The saying "no ordinary people come and go" is quite fitting.

Moreover, they all brought generous gifts upon arrival.

Who says reputation is worthless?

The important figures who were once only able to be admired from afar are now making frequent appearances, which makes the villagers of Xiahe Village feel honored.

"When you're poor, no one cares if you live in the bustling city; when you're rich, even distant relatives come to visit if you live deep in the mountains."

Zhong Xuan was filled with emotion.

Lifting the wine warmer made of Qingzhou purple clay, the delicate yellow wine falls into the wine cup like silk threads.

These were left by people who visited a few days ago.

They said it was a worthless little item.

But in fact, each of these items could be worth several years or even decades of the living expenses of the people in Xiahe Village.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Yan, what's the situation with the Sand Gang?"

This can be seen from the apprenticeship ceremony that day.

Zhong Xuan's relationship with the Sha Gang will not be good.

The two men had always disliked the arrogant behavior of the Sha Gang in the yamen. Yan Shuoting snorted, "Those barbarians are busy making that damn Dragon King sacrifice right now and rarely appear in the city."

"Offering sacrifices to the Dragon King."

Zhong Xuan pondered to himself.

When the Dragon King left the city that day, he sensed a demonic aura emanating from him.

It is almost certain that the Dragon King sacrifice is inextricably linked to the Black Witch Cult.

Zhong Xuan posed this question.

Naturally, this was to gather enough clues.

He used to be just a poor penniless man, with no chance of bringing down the behemoth that was the Sha Gang. But now it's different. He is Qian Hong's junior brother. As long as the case is handled with irrefutable evidence, Qian Hong and the forces hostile to the Sha Gang will definitely be happy to make trouble.

Then we can sit back and watch the mountains crumble.

Zhong Xuan has lived for so many years.

What I dislike most is sitting idly by and waiting for death.

Now that we've discovered the initial signs, we can follow the trail and find even more incriminating evidence.

"Don't be hasty, lest you alert the enemy."

Zhong Xuan didn't expect to bring down the Sha Gang in a short time.

The reason why the Sha Gang has been able to dominate Baisha County for so many years is not only because of its strong strength, but also because of the deep-rooted influence behind it. Otherwise, why would even the government be wary of it?

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......

Dark as ink.

Spring Equinox has arrived in the blink of an eye.

"The provincial examination will be held in a few months."

Zhong Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, gazing at the bright moonlight outside the window.

The provincial examination was also known as the autumn examination.

The character "秋" (autumn) is used because the Qing Kingdom court scheduled the provincial examinations for August, a time of agricultural leisure.

It was soon midnight.

Zhong Xuan, as usual, took one breath in and six breaths out, practicing the Eagle Seven Breathing Technique.

a moment.

Zhong Xuan intuitively felt as if a clear spring was flowing through his body, its flow affecting his limbs, bones, meridians, and acupoints. A silent cheer erupted.

Its texture is clear and its nature is mild, like sweet dew and nectar falling from the heavens.

This had never happened before during my training.

Soon, he became completely immersed in this feeling, and before he knew it, he fell into a deep sleep while sitting cross-legged.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating Zhong Xuan and making him shimmer with a metallic sheen, reflecting the moonlight.

My thoughts drifted, and I forgot myself and the world around me.

When I opened my eyes.

It was already the next morning.

Zhong Xuan looked at his palm with some uncertainty. As he opened and closed his hand, he realized that his strength had increased several times overnight.

If one can look inward at one's own body, one will find that one's bones are now covered with mottled silver luster.

Iron will!

This is a sign of the middle stage of bone training.

"A breakthrough?"

Zhong Xuan finally confirmed that he had indeed firmly entered the mid-stage of Bone Refinement.

Everything is a matter of course.

Unlike before, it no longer required bathing and burning incense, nor did it require any solemn preparation, and it did not even rely on the power of elixirs.

"It must be because I've been taking top-quality elixirs every day for the past few months, and my physical constitution has been continuously strengthened, that I'm able to do this so easily."

Break through overnight.

Zhong Xuan was in a very good mood.

A martial artist should have skin of copper and bones of iron; the term "iron bones" refers to the mid-stage of bone-refining.

At this level, one can even withstand weapons with their bare body without retreating.

Therefore, in ordinary martial arts duels, the one who uses weapons can often defeat the one who fights with fists and feet alone. But once one has trained to have an iron body, it is a different story.

Just like the Great Capturing Technique of Qian Hong's lineage at the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School, even when using a grasping palm technique against an opponent, it can still suppress countless swordsmen and knife-wielders, making them unable to raise their heads.

Zhong Xuan felt a surge of heroic spirit.

With his improved martial arts skills, his chances of participating in the provincial examination will increase significantly.

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......

In a quiet valley.

The sound of shoes stepping on withered leaves rang out, extremely faint, highlighting the extraordinary lightness skill of the newcomer.

Shi Fengsha and his son Shi Yuanbai soon arrived deep in the dense forest.

Here.

An old man dressed in black robes was already standing there, looking like a ghost and making people feel uneasy.

"Best wishes."

Shi Fengsha clasped his hands in a fist and spoke in a low voice.

Blackwater Master slowly turned around, revealing a pair of lifeless eyes on his withered face.

He didn't look at Shi Fengsha, but instead focused his gaze on Shi Yuanbai behind him.

For an instant.

Shi Yuanbai felt as if he had been stripped naked without any reservations, and the Blackwater Great Shaman's eyes seemed to be able to see through all the secrets in his heart.

This includes killing the leaker and killing Mosa.

"Hmm..."

Shi Yuanbai felt a tightness in his chest and, having suffered a severe injury, fell directly to the ground.

"Best wishes."

Shi Fengsha spoke again, his voice more urgent this time.

The Blackwater Grand Master spoke in a voice almost devoid of emotion:

"I never care whether someone is kind or not. I'm giving you a lesson today because you haven't done well enough."

He had taken in over a hundred disciples, but in the end, there were only seven.

Why?

In the Black Witch Cult of the southern kingdoms, there is a secret art called Gu raising. Gu larvae fight each other, and the one that survives is the Gu King.

His disciples were the same; before becoming Gu Kings, they were nothing more than consumables.

The methods used are not important; the result is what matters.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuanbai's forehead was already covered in cold sweat, and his back was completely soaked.

But then the Blackwater Grand Master continued, "I lost three disciples, and I should have paid with my life. Now I'm giving you and your son a chance. If you do things well, I can bestow upon you a great fortune."