[In the thirtieth year, with your continuous practice, your skills have repeatedly nourished the meridians like a tide, Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture has broken through to Fifth Layer, and your cultivation level has been simultaneously promoted to Grandmaster Realm Fourth Layer!]
[In the sixtyth year, you practiced day and night in the secret room. With continuous practice, Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture broke through to Sixth Layer, and your cultivation level was promoted to Grandmaster Realm Fifth Layer!]
[In the first hundred years, with your continuous practice, you finally understood the true meaning of Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture "Strong inside and strong on the outside, combining hardness and softness". The True Essence in the Dantian skyrocketed to Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture and broke through to Seventh Layer, and the cultivation level was promoted to Grandmaster Realm Seventh Layer!]
[In the 130th year, with continuous practice, the remaining skills were completely integrated with one's own True Essence. The state of Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture Seventh Layer was stable. It seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but in fact True Essence was as deep as the sea, and the aura was as steady as the mountains. It was both strong and soft, and could be sent and received freely!]
[Feedback on practice results]
A far more majestic and heavier energy than when Flame Blade was practicing, poured into Su Fei's dantian from the system space.
Different from Flame Blade's scorching energy, this energy carries the unique warmth of Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture, like a trickle flowing into the river and sea, but it instantly sets off a stormy wave of True Essence in the Dantian.
This way of practicing is really great!
Wait until you finish receiving this share of True Essence.
He slowly opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.
He stood up and moved his muscles. There was no earth-shattering momentum, but he could feel that every meridian was filled with Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture True Essence.
As long as he has a thought, he can mobilize the majestic True Essence.
[Host: Su Fei]
[Talent: God-tier Insight Technique]
[Realm: Grandmaster Realm Seventh Layer]
[Martial arts: Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture-Seventh Layer, Nine Yang Divine Art-Ninth Layer Perfection, Flame Blade-Perfection, Iron Cloth Shirt-Perfection, God of Slaughter's Blade Slash-Perfection, Finger Flicking Divine Ability-Perfection, Fleeting Light Shadow-Perfection, Twenty-Eight Dragon-Subduing Palms-Perfection, Thunderous Saber Art-Perfection, Dragon Catching Skill-Perfection]
Grandmaster Realm Seventh Layer realm, plus Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture of Seventh Layer, plus Flame Blade of the Perfection Realm and a Perfection Realm martial arts, Su Fei's current power has skyrocketed many times compared to before the breakthrough.
His current real combat power is definitely not comparable to the ordinary Grandmaster Realm Seventh Layer.
Looking at the entire Southern Commandery Investigation Department, I am afraid that only Lei Chongxiao, the governor of Grandmaster Realm Peak, can compete with him.
Even Su Fei is quite confident in defeating Lei Chongxiao, his old boss.
Hehe.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Su Fei was a little confused. Lord Lei had just gone to the palace, who would come to see him at this time.
Su Fei opened the courtyard door.
Zhang Lie and several other hundreds of households, Li Shan, Wang Yue, Zhao Qing, Zhou Ping, stood outside the door.
"See Thousand Households Commander Su. Congratulations to the boss for solving the tax and bank case. We are all very proud and would like to invite you to visit Flying Snow Pavilion."
"Flying Snow Pavilion, why haven't I heard of this place?"
"Sir, Flying Snow Pavilion is a newly opened place today. It just so happens that you are going back to the Southern Commandery Investigation Department today. It's not a coincidence."
Su Fei When I heard it, what you said made sense. It was indeed a coincidence, so I'll go and take a look.
"Well, since you want to go so much, I will accompany you, but I will change to Flying Fish Robe first."
"Listen to Thousand Households Commander Su, change into casual clothes before going."
A group of six people changed into casual clothes and walked towards the Flying Snow Pavilion in the dusk.
As soon as I turned the corner, I saw a three-story building standing among the lights.
The building is painted a warm vermilion, with more than a dozen gold-painted red lanterns hung on the eaves, and the light shines through the gauze lampshades.
"Flying Snow Pavilion" is written in three big characters, showing a bit of elegance. There are two waiters in green shirts standing at the door. When they see someone coming, they immediately come forward with a smile.
"Please invite some guests inside. There are many people today, but there is still room inside."
The waiter opened the door, and a smell of incense and refreshments hit his face.
The hall on the first floor is paved with smooth bluestone slabs, and a huge glass lamp hangs from the ceiling.
In the center of the hall was a half-person-high stage, covered with a red velvet carpet. A woman in a plain white dress sat in the center of the stage, holding a pipa in her arms and playing it lightly with her fingertips.
The melodious tune began to flow, and four women wearing moon-white cheongsam stood on both sides of the stage. They danced slowly to the sound of pipa, their skirts lifted slightly, revealing their slender snow-white ankles, with graceful postures.
Su Fei glanced at the layout of the hall.
There are two types of seats here.
The seats closer to the stage are tea seats. There is a square table with several carved chairs, and a celadon tea set on the table.
There are scattered seats at the back, only long wooden benches.
Su Fei glanced around and saw that there were only two or three tables left in the teahouse, and the view was much better than if there were only a few tables left.
"Just take that seat, it's a good location."
Zhang Lie immediately stepped forward, took out fifty taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the clerk.
This teahouse is three times more expensive than a casual teahouse, but since a few people want to celebrate with Thousand Households Commander Su, they naturally won't let Su Fei pay.
The guy took the money.
He quickly led them to sit down at the table by the window, quickly placed a new celadon tea set, and asked.
"A few guests would like to drink some tea. We have Longjing tea, Biluochun tea, and Yuqian Maofeng tea that we just arrived. We also have sweet-scented osmanthus cake and plum blossom cake for snacks, all newly made today."
"Have a variety of snacks and make a pot of Yuqian Mao Feng."
Su Fei ordered casually.
Not long after they sat down, the waiter came over with tea and snacks. Zhang Lie and others were eating snacks while watching the singing and dancing on the stage, and whispered a few words of praise from time to time.
Su Fei was holding a teacup and enjoying this rare leisure.
I haven't had a good rest since I came back from Guangling. Now I feel comfortable listening to the sound of pipa.
In just half a stick of incense, the hall was gradually filled with people, and the last two tea seats were occupied.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the door, and three richly dressed young men walked in, followed by five or six servants in shorts. These servants held their chests high and raised their heads with arrogant eyes.
Walking at the front was a young man wearing a blue brocade robe. His face was pale and his eyes were black and blue, as if he had been wandering around in romantic places for many years and had lost his health.
He glanced at the hall and saw that it was full of guests. He frowned at first, then laughed again when he saw the stage, with a frivolous tone.
"As expected of a newly opened venue, it's really good. The singing and dancing are better than other places."
"But why are there no seats here? Do we Three Young Masters of West City still have to stand and watch the show?"
The young man in yellow robe next to him had an ugly face, a flat nose and triangular eyes. When he heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle and made a high-pitched voice.
"Of course it won't work. What is our identity as Three Young Masters of West City? In the West District of the Imperial City, who dares to let us stand and spread the word? People will think that we are in trouble. This is too shameless."