From the Valkyrie to the Endless

At first Shen Qing thought Zhao Yu was only eight or nine years old, but after asking, he found out that she was already eleven years old.

It’s just because of years of hunger that his development has not kept up. He is so thin that he is almost skin and bones, and his face is sallow, and it is obvious that he is malnourished.

Shen Qing simply cleaned it up. The arrow wounds on his chest and abdomen were still bleeding, and there was no way they would heal. He needed to hurry to the pharmacy.

After washing up, Shen Qing asked the inn to prepare a table of food and ordered two roast chickens.

Shen Qing felt a dull pain in her ribs. Her appetite was not very good. In addition, the food of that era was really average and lacked some flavor. It could not be called delicious. After taking a few bites, she put down her chopsticks.

Zhao Yu was chewing the roast chicken until her mouth was full of oil, but after eating only half of it, she found it difficult to swallow.

After all, he is just a child, and his stomach cannot take it after not eating meat for a long time.

“So this is what hot roast chicken tastes like.”

She stared at the roast chicken in her hand for a long while before finally saying, "It doesn't seem to be as delicious as Lao Zhao said..."

Shen Qing reached out and touched her half-dried long hair, and whispered, "I'm going to the pharmacy to get some medicine, wait for me here."

Before going out, Shen Qing disguised herself slightly with rouge and powder.

She didn't know whether the imperial court was hunting her, but being careful would not go wrong.

The pharmacy was not far from the inn. After asking for directions, Shen Qing stepped into the gate of Tonghaitang after a cup of tea.

The medicinal powder for treating external injuries was not expensive, and only cost half a penny in total. However, the two prescriptions for medicinal baths for practicing martial arts cost Shen Qing nearly twenty taels of snowflake-patterned silver.

These two decoctions contained a large amount of precious medicinal materials that could replenish blood and Qi, enough to stabilize Shen Qing's cultivation at the first level of the acquired realm in a short period of time.

In this regard, Shen Qing was not stingy at all and would not save any money that should be spent.

Being stingy in this regard may result in you being shot and killed innocently again while on the road.

On the way back to the inn, when passing a long street, two fast horses suddenly galloped past Shen Qing.

A strong wind blew on my face, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Two fast horses crossed the long street and finally stopped in front of a three-story mansion at the end of the long street.

A wild deer was hanging behind a horse, with a big hole in its head and blood gushing out all over the road.

The young man in a brocade robe dismounted from his horse, his face full of joy. He easily lifted a wild deer weighing at least three or four hundred kilograms with one hand and walked into the mansion gate.

Seeing the two familiar figures, Shen Qing slowly came to the gate of the mansion, looked at the words on the plaque, and narrowed his eyes:

"Song Mansion..."

While on the road, he was nearly shot for no reason and then thrown into a mass grave.

If it weren't for her unusual physique and the fact that she was saved by Zhao Yu by chance, she would have been dead now.

She knows how to repay kindness, but she also knows the principle of tooth for tooth and blood for blood.

Her life was not precious, but half of it was broken here, so she could not just let it go.

But now, she does not have the strength to seek revenge.

As far as she knew, in Changling City, only the Song Mansion could be so magnificent.

Song Ruilin, the captain of the Changling City garrison, is a master of innate great accomplishment. He has two thousand armored soldiers under his command, equipped with powerful bows and crossbows.

This kind of configuration would be considered exaggerated in any small city in other prefectures of Daxia, but it is not surprising in Qianzhou.

In this area, if the garrison commander is not strong enough and is suddenly beheaded one day, it will be impossible to find the murderer.

The man who shot her before was too young, his steps were heavy, and his breath was turbid. It was obvious that he was still a martial artist at the acquired level, not Song Ruilin.

But if Shen Qing wants to go and seek revenge, he has to take all factors into consideration. If he is not strong enough, going there would be courting death.

Without stopping for too long, Shen Qing turned around and walked towards the inn.

"Well……"

As soon as he entered the room, Shen Qing saw Zhao Yu rolling on the bed with a look of pain on his face, his face wrinkled, obviously because he had eaten too much.

After confirming that she was not seriously injured, Shen Qing called for another bucket of hot water and sprinkled a medicine packet into it.

A medicinal bath costs nearly ten taels of silver, and it’s not even the best kind. Even a wealthy family cannot afford such luxury.

Shen Qing didn't feel any pity at all. He took off his clothes, immersed himself in it, and practiced the skills.

During the days of traveling, she already had an idea of ​​what kind of skills she should practice.

The Nine Secrets of Circulating Qi in the Great Circulation requires extremely strong talents, and the time it takes to feel the Qi varies from person to person.

Even if one finds the Qi, the practice will be very slow. Although the true Qi is gentle and can prolong life, it does not meet Shen Qing's purpose.

What she pursues is power. In this era, she can only stay for less than twelve years, so it is useless to live longer.

The martial art she is practicing now is called "The Art of the Long Whale Swallowing the Sun".

This method is famous for its powerful internal force. It was created by an ancient strange man who went deep into the North Sea and observed the breathing of magical whales.

This set of exercises is not complete, but it also contains the practice methods to reach the level of a martial arts grandmaster.

In addition to this set of cultivation techniques, Shen Qing also picked out a killing martial art from his memory - the Thunder Blade.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 14 Talent

Among the countless martial arts techniques in his mind, after looking around, Shen Qing still finds that swordsmanship is most to his liking.

No matter which sword manual or heart manual you choose, the style represented by the sword is always extremely domineering and uses force to overwhelm others.

The Thunder Blade is the best among all sword techniques. It pursues a quick victory and uses extremely swift sword power to completely defeat the enemy in the shortest time possible.

This point coincides with Shen Qing's idea.

The battle is about quick victory and not giving the enemy any chance to breathe.

In her previous life, she had seen countless negative examples of people dying because of talking too much, and she didn't want to be one of them.

Once the enemy is identified, the best strategy is to use all possible means to eradicate the enemy completely and put an end to the trouble once and for all.

Shen Qing sat cross-legged in the wooden barrel, calming his breath and concentrating his mind. He manipulated the meager internal energy in his body and practiced the techniques of Long Whale Swallowing the Sun. His breathing gradually became longer.

Although the internal force obtained from Zhao Nuo's body has dissipated, the meridians in Shen Qing's body have been expanded a lot by the internal force. At this moment, under the nourishment of the medicinal soup, his cultivation progress has made great progress.

The original cultivation level of his predecessor was not even the first level of acquired strength. He just managed to cultivate some internal strength. With simple punches and kicks, he could knock down one or two unarmed strong men. This was already the limit.

Now, in just half an hour, the internal strength in her body has increased by more than double.

The medicinal soup in the wooden barrel did not cool down as time passed. Instead, the temperature was gradually rising. A layer of visible blush appeared on Shen Qing's body, and hot mist and green smoke rose above his head.

This is the internal force flowing through the body at a very fast speed, thus generating an extremely terrifying high temperature.

With every increase in her internal strength, her muscles and bones were strengthened subtly, and an invisible transformation was taking place.

This was completely different from the internal strength gained from blood transfusion and uterine transfer. At that time, she only had internal strength, but her muscles and bones had never been honed. Her foundation was weak, like a castle in the air, which would collapse at the slightest touch.

This process is extremely painful. Everyone needs to endure a certain degree of pain when the internal energy penetrates the body for the first time.

Previously, Shen Qing was stuck at this level. Fearing the pain, he was unable to enter the door of martial arts.

Two hours later, Shen Qing gradually returned to normal, and the dull pain in his ribs relieved a lot.

Her internal strength has already entered the first level of acquired strength, and her foundation is solid.

Judging from this speed, it wouldn't take too long for her to recover to the fourth level of the acquired realm.

At this moment, she could vaguely sense that the Long Whale Swallowing the Sun technique was an extremely extraordinary skill. Although it was incomplete with only the first half of the volume left, its level still surpassed most of the advanced internal skills in the world.

I don’t know how this set of skills appeared in the Shen family’s scripture library.

Shen Qing stood up from the bathtub, her long hair flowing softly behind her, covering her waist.

The water in the bucket was still warm, and the medicinal power had not been completely refined, leaving some residue.

The medicinal proportions of the medicinal soup used in martial arts training are core secrets that must not be revealed to outsiders in all martial arts schools.

But for Shen Qing, she had dozens of these top-quality prescriptions stored in her mind, and she could choose from them at will.

Shen Qing turned his head and saw Zhao Yu lying quietly on the bed, having fallen into a deep sleep.

After a brief thought, Shen Qing stood up from the wooden tub, took two steps to the bedside, picked up Zhao Yu with one hand, quickly took off his clothes, and threw him into the bathtub.

In this world where force is paramount, to be an emperor, one must possess a certain amount of force to protect oneself. Even if she becomes stronger in the future, it is impossible for her to protect Zhao Yu forever.

Zhao Yu is not too old and still has great potential.

As the hot water stimulated him, Zhao Yu opened his eyes dazedly, his eyes were unfocused and a little dazed, and the next moment he was pulled into Shen Qing's arms.

Suddenly, the pain of torn muscles came into her mind.

Shen Qing's internal energy invaded Zhao Yu's body and began to help her activate her blood circulation.

Currently, Shen Qing’s own internal strength is very limited, and he is unable to help Zhao Yu clear her meridians. He can only massage her body to help her absorb some of the medicinal power, which can be regarded as building a foundation.

"If you want to be an emperor, this is an inevitable hurdle. Without a certain level of strength, how can you convince the people?"

Seeing Zhao Yu groaning in pain, Shen Qing remained expressionless and looked solemn. Her internal energy was very scarce and she needed to concentrate.

Zhao Yu's physical development was too poor. Practicing martial arts could also allow her body to develop again and enter a normal growth rhythm.

Hearing this, Zhao Yu's face twitched and she said with a bitter face: "Can I stop being the emperor..."

"Of course not."

Shen Qing shook his head: "You only have one chance, you can't regret it, and I can't go back on my word either."

These things should be treated separately and cannot be confused. If Zhao Yu changes his mind every day and remains inconsistent, when will she be able to repay the favor of saving her life?

Zhao Yu gritted his teeth, feeling as if a heavy hammer had smashed his limbs all over his body, causing pain everywhere.

At this moment, she once again confirmed her previous judgment that Shen Qing really had a problem with his brain and was seriously ill.

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In the next half month, apart from purchasing medicinal materials, Shen Qing rarely went out and put all his energy into practicing.

She needed to gain a certain amount of power as soon as possible, then return to the imperial capital to help Yu Zhen escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible. She had no time to waste.