Chapter 1 Shintsu

Daji Dynasty Yiguo Mansion

Chu Li sailed on the lake in a boat, and the lake breeze was blowing on his face, refreshing and refreshing.

Yi Guogong's mansion is a huge lake of ten thousand hectares with ninety-nine islands. The Yanwu Hall he is going to is eighteen miles away from the East Garden.

On the boat, he was of medium build, wearing a fluttering blue shirt, with an ordinary appearance but quite heroic, looking at the vast lake, his thoughts drifted away.

Nineteen years, two months and three days, nineteen years, two months and three days!

A dignified researcher in high-energy physics, a bright future student, a great scientist in the future, a small mistake in the experiment, came to this world after the explosion, reincarnated and reborn as a human being!

A tall building came into view.

The 100-meter-tall building, shining with bronze light, is thick and fortified, showing the majesty of the Duke's Mansion.

This tall bronze building is Yanwu Hall!

In front of the Martial Arts Hall is an open martial arts field covered with red mud. Hundreds of people are practicing kung fu, or practicing knives, swords, fists, palms, or competing with each other. It is very lively.

Chu Li went ashore by boat and set foot on the martial arts field. After walking a few steps, a handsome young man suddenly appeared, with a face like a crown jade, eyebrows like swords, and a high spirit.

He was tall and tall, with Gao Chuli leaning on his head, hugging his shoulders and looking down at him: "Your surname is Chu, what are you doing here?!"

Chu Li frowned: "Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way!"

"Hehe! The handsome young man laughed and said, "Could it be that you want to practice martial arts? "

Chu Li suddenly smiled, and continued to walk forward: "Zhuo Feiyang, I fell to the ground and screamed, believe it or not, you will be hungry and walk around?"

Fuwei prohibits private fighting, and forbids killing each other. Fuwei is divided into guards and bodyguards, one martial artist and one literary. Private fighting is especially strictly prohibited between the two.

Chu Li is an unqualified bodyguard, Zhuo Feiyang is an eighth-level bodyguard, it is a taboo for a bodyguard to attack a bodyguard, he fell to the ground and screamed, no matter how talented Zhuo Feiyang was, he would be severely punished.

Zhuo Feiyang frowned: "Chu, yes, shameless enough!"

Chu Li continued to walk forward.

Zhuo Feiyang stepped aside, with a gloomy handsome face: "Chu, you can only use these small tricks!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "To deal with a fool like you, small tricks are enough!"

Zhuo Feiyang stared at him, clenched his fists tighter and tighter, as if he would throw them out in the next moment, but Chu Li looked at him lazily, full of provocation.

Zhuo Feiyang suddenly showed a bright smile, and raised his hand vigorously: "Junior Sister Zhao!"

In the distance, a graceful and beautiful girl came, her skin was like snow, her almond eyes and willow eyebrows, her temperament was delicate and gentle as water.

Chu Li's face changed slightly. Zhao Ying, who entered the mansion at the same time as them, was beautiful, kind, and gentle. She was the kind of woman that a man would like when he saw her. He wanted her very much!

"Senior Brother Zhuo?" Zhao Ying walked over lightly, and said in surprise, "Senior Brother Chu?"

Chu Li sniffed the faint fragrance she brought, and smiled: "Junior Sister Zhao, long time no see."

Since he was assigned to East Garden, he spent most of his time in the library, wanting to use knowledge to change his destiny, and rarely came to Yanwu Hall.

This time I came to Yanwu Temple because I encountered problems in practicing Xiaoximaijue, and I wanted to read the secrets and practice notes related to Xiaoximaijue.

Zhao Ying said with a smile: "Brother Chu, congratulations, Donghuayuan is a good job."

Chu Li smiled and nodded: "It's not bad."

The East Garden directly belongs to the third lady Xiao Qi's Yuqi Island. Only he and Li Yue are the two guards. Not only are they leisurely, they also have the opportunity to meet the third lady.

Zhuo Feiyang took a deep breath, this guy was so lucky that he got into the East Garden, God was so hard-nosed, I had to take care of him!

"Junior Sister Zhao, don't bother with this trash, I just practiced the Poluan swordsmanship yesterday, how about a spar?"

"Brother Zhuo—!" Zhao Ying frowned, feeling that Zhuo Feiyang's words were unpleasant.

"Okay, don't say he's a trash!" Zhuo Feiyang hurriedly apologized, and glanced at Chu Li: "Although he is a trash!"

"Also!" Zhao Ying's eyes widened in dissatisfaction.

"Junior Sister Zhao, it's okay," Chu Li said with a smile, "There's no need to care about such an arrogant idiot."

"Brother Chu!" Zhao Ying said angrily.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to make a gesture of surrender: "Junior Sister Zhao, come to the East Garden to play. The scenery is beautiful, and Brother Li's cooking skills are also excellent."

"Okay." Zhao Ying said with a smile: "I've always wanted to visit, East Garden..."

"Hmph, what's there to see!" Zhuo Feiyang curled his lips: "It's just flowers and plants. If you have that time, it's better to practice martial arts and play with things!"

"According to what you say, the third young lady and the eldest son are both playthings, why not you?" Chu Li smiled, and the West Garden belonged to the eldest son Xiao Tieying.

Zhuo Feiyang Jun blushed, sneered again and again, and decided not to quarrel with him.

"Senior Brother Zhuo! Senior Brother Chu!" Zhao Ying said dissatisfiedly: "You guys stop for a while, okay!...Senior Brother Chu, I will go over to play, if you have something to do, do it first."

Chu Li took a deep look at her: "Junior Sister Zhao, there are people who have a good skin but are selfish. It takes a long time to see people's hearts. Junior Sister, don't trust others easily!"

"Chu, what do you mean!?" Zhuo Feiyang snorted.

Chu Li ignored him, and hugged Zhao Ying with a smile.

Zhao Ying hurriedly pulled Zhuo Feiyang, Zhuo Feiyang turned around reluctantly, before leaving, while Zhao Ying was not paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

He was about to slap Chu Li's face with his slap, and he was very confident that Chu Li would not be able to dodge it in time. He didn't seem to pay attention, but he used his internal strength and was extremely fast.

Chu Li turned his head slightly, and Zhuo Feiyang's fingertips brushed against his cheeks, and he could feel the breeze, the force of this palm was not light.

"Crack!" A crisp and loud slap sounded.

Chu Li slapped his face with his left palm, crisp and loud, with little force, the sound was very loud, and then he quickly stopped.

Zhao Ying hurriedly turned her head to look.

Chu Li's expression remained unchanged, as if the palm hadn't hit him on the face.

Zhuo Feiyang stared at him sullenly.

Chu Li smiled and touched his face: "It's really good work, I admire it!"

Zhuo Feiyang stared at him.

"Senior Brother Zhuo—!" Zhao Ying's face darkened.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean it." Zhuo Feiyang gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, and said coldly: "I think Junior Brother Chu won't care, right, Junior Brother Chu?"

Chu Li turned his head and smiled, "Junior Sister Zhao, forget it."

Zhao Ying looked at him in embarrassment, and hurriedly dragged Zhuo Feiyang away, if they stayed any longer, the two of them would have to fight!

Chu Li stared at Zhao Ying's graceful back without moving, touched the hot left cheek, and activated Dayuan Jingzhi to suppress the boiling anger.

If it wasn't for Dayuan Jingzhi, Zhuo Feiyang would inevitably be plotted against him!

He likes Zhao Ying and wants to get Zhao Ying, but Zhao Ying still despises and pities herself in her heart! After all, this world regards martial arts as the most important thing, and Zhao Ying was deeply rooted in his heart since he was a child. Zhao Ying is gentle and kind, and protects herself openly and secretly, which makes him quite moved.

But the beauty I like looks down on me, as a man, I really can't bear it!

Zhuo Feiyang, Delusion-breaking swordsmanship...

He passed through the crowd on the martial arts training ground and entered the martial arts hall.

He untied the wooden sign around his waist and handed it to the young man in front of the hall. The young man glanced at him like lightning, indicating that he could go in.

There are rows of bookshelves in sight. He walked casually, stopped by chance, reached out and took out a book, flipped through it quickly, put it back and continued walking, stopped again, and took out a book to flip through it again.

In an hour, he flipped through twenty-two books.

It seemed that he knew the location of these books a long time ago, so he just went to take them out. In fact, it was his first time here, and he read Xiaoximaijue in the library.

The entire Yanwu Palace was presented in his mind, every row of bookshelves, every book's name, clearly and vividly.

He strolled to the second floor, went directly to the third row of bookshelves, took out the Powang Sword Manual on the second floor, flipped through it, and then took out seven secret books, which were the cultivation experience of the Poxu Sword Manual.

When he left the Yanwu Hall, thirty secret books, twenty-two small Ximai Jue practice notes, one book of the sword of breaking the illusion, and seven books of practice experience of the sword of breaking the illusion were imprinted in his mind.

He was driving a boat on the lake, the breeze was blowing, and the original raging anger had dissipated.

Thirty secret books in my mind began to integrate.

——

The noon sun was scorching, and he sailed back to the East Garden with a gloomy face.

The East Garden is a small island with a radius of two miles. It is divided into flower gardens, each garden has a rare flower, and the whole island is full of flower fragrance.

There was only one small courtyard on the island. Chu Li opened the door and entered the courtyard, and a cool breath came over his face. A big tree covered half of the courtyard to drive away the heat.

He entered the west wing, brought out a Qingfeng sword, and swung it in the center of the courtyard, slowly like a Tai Chi sword. After a while, a layer of sweat broke out, and his forehead shone brightly.

He has a photographic memory, and the secret manuals he has read are imprinted in his mind once. The Pohuang swordsmanship he just learned from Yanwu Hall is indeed amazingly powerful, but it also consumes a lot of energy.

"Squeak..." A burly young man walked out of the main hall, with a big round face and small eyes.

He wobbled like a black bear, stretched his waist, yawned twice, and then said lazily: "Brother, are you back so early?"

Chu Li concentrated on practicing his sword, and only said "hmm".

Li Yue, the ninth-rank guard, and the two are in charge of the East Garden together. They have a good appetite, excellent cooking skills, and good martial arts, but they are afraid of death and will not break into the ninth-rank building, so they are willing to be guards.

The guards and guards of the Duke's Mansion are divided into nine grades, and the salary difference is ten times.

The guards are paid less, and their ranks require seniority, nine ranks in three years, eight ranks in ten years, seven ranks in twenty years, six ranks in forty years, and five ranks in seventy years.

The guard's promotion doesn't care about other things, he only looks at martial arts, break through the ninth-rank building, and pass through the first floor to advance to the first rank.

The salary is high, and you can often go out of the house to do tasks, and live a colorful life. Unlike guards who can only stay in the house to serve people, anyone with a little ability can be a guard.

Li Yue shook his neck, stretched his legs, his joints made a series of crackling noises, and then began to practice with his fists, which were like shooting stars, whistling like wind.

"Brother, don't practice swords, practice boxing with me!" Li Yue couldn't stop talking.

Chu Li didn't make a sound.

"You can't practice internal strength, you can just practice boxing to strengthen your body. What kind of sword do you practice!"

"Shut up!" Chu Li spit out two words, his forehead covered with soybean sweat.

Martial arts are flourishing in this world, and martial arts training begins with babies.

From the age of eight to eighteen, take advantage of the developmental period to practice the foundation-building mental method to make the meridians strong and tough, otherwise they will not be able to withstand the impact of internal force and their lives may be in danger.

After the age of eight to eighteen, once the meridians are finalized, no matter how magical the mental method is, it will take twice the result with half the effort, and it will take several times the time to build the foundation.

Before the age of eighteen, he went to the Akiba Temple where he grew up to learn the source scriptures of great wisdom and missed foundation building.

The spirit is twice as strong as that of ordinary people, and his spirit is strong, so he finally practiced the source scripture of great wisdom and achieved the supernatural power of great circle mirror wisdom.

His spirit is strong, his practice duration is far longer than that of ordinary people, his supernatural powers are in his body, and he can see the subtleties, so his little pulse washing formula is progressing very quickly, and he can build a foundation in five years.

"Hehe..., with your sword, you can't kill a chicken, so what are you doing?"

Chu Li suddenly withdrew his sword and snorted, "Bibi?"

He was out of breath, and his whole body was limp. He pushed the sword to the ground to support his body. The breaking swordsmanship was too exhausting.