On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the martial arts hall was still deserted.
After being delayed on the road for another hour, Jiang Fa returned to the city probably near the afternoon.
There was still a thick layer of snow on the martial arts field.
Old Zhang in the dining room hadn't started work yet, so Jiang Fa bought a few sesame seed cakes at the corner of the street, drank a simple meal with cold water, and then rushed into the wing.
Pulling out the wooden box from under the bed, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the money he had hidden inside was still there.
He then took out four hundred taels of silver notes and dozens of taels of silver from his body.
In addition to the money given by Old Master Tang, the money was also looted from the three assassins.
Jiang Fa put all the silver taels together and counted them. The total amount was close to one thousand taels.
Looking at the small pile in front of him, Jiang Fa's eyes flashed with fire. This was the first time he had saved so much money.
This money is enough to meet his cultivation needs for a period of time in the future.
I giggled at the small pile of silver alone for a while, then Jiang Fa carefully put it into the wooden box under the bed.
I stood up and opened the window a crack. The cold wind filled with fine snow foam poured in and hit my face. My mind seemed to be clearer.
He sat back on the edge of the bed, spread out the "Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art" secret book he had collected from the assassin, and was lost in thought.
He had been thinking about it on the way back, but he just didn't have time to sort it out.
Now that I have calmed down, the thoughts that have been lingering in my mind come out one after another.
Who wants to kill him?
There are countless people in this world who want his life, but they are actually not many.
The most direct one is Black Wind Stronghold.
Tu Lie suffered such a huge loss in Bridge of Helplessness, losing two of its leaders and killing and injuring dozens of brothers. It is impossible to just settle this debt.
With Tu Lie's character of retribution, he will surely make repeated attacks.
But today's three assassins don't look like Black Wind Stronghold.
Black Wind Stronghold's gangsters are all thieves and bandits. They use swordsmanship, fists and kicks in an open and closed way, with a sense of recklessness.
And these three people, pretending, following, cooperating, holding back, and taking action, every step of the way is like professionals.
Especially that thin man, lurking in the snow without even realizing it.
This kind of concealment skill cannot be achieved without years of training.
"Who on earth can invite three assassins from Middle An Jin to kill me?"
The warrior of Middle An Jin is not a small role in Qingshan County.
Even in a gang, he is at least a small leader.
The other party must have paid a heavy price for this assassination.
Jiang Fa The more I think about it, the more I realize that there is something complicated behind this matter.
The assassins chose to attack on the official road from Yellow Earth Town to Qingshan County, which shows that they know the route and time of their return journey.
"It seems that I have been targeted for a long time."
He sat back on the edge of the bed and unconsciously touched the cover of the secret book with his fingers.
"If this is the case, they failed this time. Judging from the fact that these people are not afraid of death, they will definitely not give up."
Jiang Fa I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still have no clue. I simply don't think about anything at all.
He took a deep breath and suppressed those chaotic thoughts bit by bit.
"No matter how much you think about it now, it is useless. Improving your strength is the fundamental thing. Once you are strong, no matter what kind of assassin you are, you will save your life for me when you come. At worst, I will stay in the martial arts gym and not go out. I really don't believe you dare to come to the martial arts gym to assassinate me."
After making up my mind,
He turned all his attention to the "Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art" secret book on the table.
With the skylight coming in from the window, I carefully read page by page.
The booklet only has about twenty pages, and there are not many words, but every sentence is subtle and mysterious.
After reading it through, Jiang Fa has a general understanding of this exercise.
Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art is divided into three layers.
The first floor, Qi Concealment.
Converging one's own aura, the warrior's energy and blood fluctuations are not leaked, and the appearance is no different from that of a mortal.
If you practice it to a proficient level, even a person whose realm is one level higher than your own will have difficulty in discerning the reality.
Second floor, Form Concealment.
Not only the breath, but also the posture, steps, breathing, heartbeat and even the fluctuations of Qi throughout the body can be controlled at will, and can be disguised as any level of cultivation.
The third floor, Origin-Returning.
Converging the three elements of essence, energy and spirit to the extreme, like a hibernating tortoise or a snake entering the earth, the vitality is restrained and external evils are not invaded.
Once it operates to its extreme, you can even meet each other without realizing it, truly integrating with the surrounding environment.
"No wonder that thin man was able to hide in the snowdrift without being noticed by me. This skill is really extraordinary."
Jiang Fa admired secretly in his heart.
He turned to the first page, concentrated his energy, circulated the qi and blood in his body according to the formula, and tried to converge the qi around his body.
What Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art practices is the "reverse" method of qi and blood circulation. It uses a unique meridian path to return the released qi and blood pressure to the depths of the flesh and blood, allowing it to form a self-circulating cycle in the body without radiating outward.
The first try didn't go well.
Jiang Fa followed the formula for two weeks, but he always felt that the Qi and blood were stagnant near the Jianjing point, as if a huge boulder suddenly crossed the river, and no matter how hard he pushed it, he couldn't get through.
"This acupoint should be one of the most critical points for Qi and blood leakage. As long as it is opened..."
He was not discouraged, but became more focused.
The panel appears.
[Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art(Mid Black Grade)·First floor: Qi Concealment(0/800)]
With the panel, there is no exercise that cannot be practiced.
He closed his eyes and started running the formula again.
This time, he completely sunk his mind into his body, feeling every change in the flow of Qi and blood in his meridians.
As the Qi and blood traveled to the Jianjing point, I encountered that feeling of stagnation.
Jiang Fa did not force the impact, but slowed down the flow of Qi and blood, just like a stream bypassing the boulder and slowly seeping through the small branches at the edge of the acupoint.
A little, a little, and a little more.
I don't know how long it took, but the stagnation at Jianjing point suddenly relaxed, and Qi and blood flowed through unimpeded like water opening a gate.
Immediately afterwards, the second key point, the third key point...
Every key point that is cleared gives Jiang Fa a deeper understanding of this technique.
The night is getting darker.
There was no light in the wing, only a ray of moonlight filtered through the window, falling on the ground in front of the bed, like a thin layer of frost.
Jiang Fa opened his eyes suddenly.
The beating heart in the chest suddenly became extremely slow, one beat, two beats, three beats... The interval between each beat was extremely long, but it was extremely powerful.
He spread his hands and looked through the moonlight.
The faint lines of energy and blood that were originally visible in the palm of the hand disappeared, and the blood vessels under the skin were no longer bulging. The whole hand looked like that of an ordinary boy, without any characteristics of a warrior.
"It's done?"
Jiang Fa calmed down and the panel appeared.
[Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art(Mid Black Grade)·First floor: Qi Concealment(3/800)]
"It turned out to be true."