(Collection of red tickets, friends who are capable can also give some rewards. I asked too much... cover my face and escape.)

Chapter 153: The goal is that mountain

Fang Jie did not go out again after returning to his room. He closed the window and practiced a knife in the room for a few strokes. He still practiced his right hand first and then his left hand. Although such preparations were not useful in the examinations of the Martial Arts Academy, Fang Jie's cautious personality always felt that this knife with his left hand was well hidden and would sooner or later save his life. This feeling may be caused by concerns about his future, but it is never a bad thing to prepare more.

The style of the sword that the old lame man relied on to become famous when he was young was ruthless, and by his age, it was obviously no longer suitable for him to use. In fact, Fang Jie's personality had some cowardice. After practicing this sword for a long time, he himself did not realize that the hidden cowardice was gradually disappearing.

People are always changing constantly, and Fang Jie insists on not killing people when he was in Fan Gu.

But as soon as I walked out of Fangucheng, I had to start killing people.

His thoughts also began to change from a pure modern person in his previous life, and this adaptation to the environment can be said to be progress. No matter who, from a peaceful and stable world of rule of law, suddenly, to another world where sometimes he had to kill people and there was no guilt after killing people, it would not be possible to change in a short time. If there is such a person, then he must be a vicious person in his previous life.

Fang Jie took a long time to make this change, but even so he still had some resistance to murder.

The old lame man gave him was too short. To be precise, it was a knife that was cut off by someone. Only half of the blade was left, and the port was very flat, which should have been cut off by some sharp weapon. After trying it, this knife was very hard and sharp. The standard horizontal knife created by the Sui Seike was already very good, but this knife could be easily cut off.

So Fang Jie was very curious, what kind of magic weapon cut off the old lame weapon back then?

Although the residual sword is very short, it just happens to use the ruthless moves of a sword in close proximity. The physical condition of the square determines that he must fight close to the enemy. Only those who can practice, or even those with high cultivation, can control the sword. For example, the old man in a royal blue robe, his sword is tangible and invisible.

When practicing knife, you only need to have the word "fast". Weird is the essence of a sword. Fast is the method of a sword. Only by doing both the words "fast" and "fast" can the power of a sword be revealed.

After practicing the knife, Fang Jie, who was sweating all over, sat cross-legged at the head of the bed. He closed his eyes and began to feel his muscles. He was obviously not satisfied with the potential of muscles that can be passively defended. He was not a person who liked to be passive from beginning to end. After fighting against the enemy, Fang Jie did not have this strength.

If you can control your muscles at will, then it will be part of the potential of this powerful body. Just hold your eyes cross-legged and try to control your muscles by meditation. But it is easy to say, but it is not easy to concentrate all your mind without any distractions?

The more you understand that a person who is so cautious, the less likely he is to be calm.

He tried to make himself do it, and his muscles could react when there was no external force. The idea was simple, but it was difficult to implement it.

He initially wanted to control his muscles by meditation. For example, if the water droplets fall somewhere in his body, the muscles will become hard and block external forces. This is passive, and Fangjie's desire is to change the muscles without the action of external forces.

But he failed.

After meditating for an entire hour, he felt that he was devoted enough to the wholeheartedness, but he still could not control a certain part of his muscles to change. His body remained motionless and his muscles were out of control.

After contemplating, Fang Jie changed his method and gave up trying to control a certain part of the muscles. Instead, he turned to meditating to change the muscles in his whole body. It seems that controlling the whole body is more difficult than controlling it, but in fact it is much easier. Compared with the overall change, the difficulty is actually reduced.

It is difficult to make part of the body harder and other parts of the body remain the same. However, changing the body all requires much lower control of the mind.

But the solution failed again.

After the sky was completely dark, Fang Jie still could not change his physical condition at will. When he remained motionless, his muscles were very relaxed. No matter how hard he tried to change his muscles in his mind, he never succeeded. Pure meditation did not allow Fang Jie to find a way to control his muscles.

Only when you exercise will your muscles change.

For example, clenching a fist drives the muscles on the arm. But if it doesn’t move, how can the muscles change?

Fang Jie got into a horn and couldn't extricate himself.

Qilin was guarding the door, looking back at Fang Jie who was thinking hard from time to time. He frowned slightly but couldn't guess what Fang Jie was doing, but he knew that Fang Jie must have encountered a problem. This honest man had no way to help Fang Jie, so he could only stand by his side with all his heart.

No one could walk past him and approach Fang Jie.

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...

When the sun rose the next day, Zhang Kuang was waiting at Fang Jie's door early. Yesterday, Professor Mo Wanwu made a bet with the student named Liu Shuang, and Fang Jie and Zhang Kuang were very interested. After all, this was a competition involving scouts, and both of them were the best among scouts in the border army.

"How do you think today's competition will be played?"

Zhang Kuang asked while walking.

Fang Jie smiled and said, "It's just that Liu Shuang took most of the students to the team, and then the professor led a few students to the team. However, the party with a large number of people could not arrange scouts. So, the professor took a lot of advantage. This kind of competition actually has no practical significance. I can't understand how a professor in the martial arts academy would fight against a student with little knowledge."

"I like this kind of personality very much."

Zhang Kuang smiled and said, "It's very similar to our border army."

"right!"

Fang Jie nodded and said, "All of them are people with true nature, not as artificial as others."

Zhang Kuang nodded, and after being silent for a while, he didn't say anything, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped. It was obvious that there was something difficult to speak.

Fang Jie smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "It seems that there is something difficult for you to do like this. Tell me, are you interested in a female student? I want me to help you build a bridge?"

"no……"

"What is that?"

Fang answered the question.

Zhang Kuang's face turned slightly red, and he opened his mouth and finally shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"You treat me as a friend?"

"nature!"

"Then say it!"

"Fang Jie...I'm embarrassed to speak."

"I-Fuck!"

Seeing his squeamish look, Fang Jie couldn't help but say in a slight shock: "You can't like me, are you?"

"Get out!"

Zhang Kuang cursed, hesitated for a while and said, "We both had a headache when we chatted with Brother Mo last night... You know, we are both from border soldiers, and the salary is low, and the martial arts academy requires money everywhere, and eating is not free... Both of us..."

"I see!"

Fang Jie nodded, said waiting for me, then turned around and ran back to his room, grabbed some silver notes from Qilin, and trotted back and smiled, "Look at my friend, I'm too stingy. The money is in his hands, and I have to beg him. When I was in Fan Gu, I also did some small business in my spare time, so I still have some extra money in my hand. You and Brother Mo use these first, of course, you have to pay them back."

If there were no last four words, Zhang Kuang might not have received the silver notes handed over by Fang Jie.

"Not much, a few hundred taels."

Fang Jie scratched his hair and said, "After arriving at the imperial capital, I looked at it for a long time and found that there was no business that others could not do well. It is difficult to get rich."

"You are a soldier, how can you still do business?"

Zhang Kuang said in surprise: "Wouldn't this be ridiculed when it is spread? It's not good for soldiers to go into business."

"Do you want to be hungry or be ridiculed?"

"I……"

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "A penny stumped the hero. If Brother Mo and I hadn't been a little overwhelmed after we arrived in the imperial capital, the subsidy from the court would be enough. But you know, Brother Mo's personality, he would naturally not allow others to pay when he went out with others. After a while, my money was used up."

"I see!"

Fang Jie nodded and said, "We brothers are not outsiders, why bother to say that?"

Zhang Kuang lowered his head, as if he wanted to hide what was in his eyes. But Fang Jie still keenly noticed that there seemed to be a kind of resentment and madness in Zhang Kuang's eyes. Although it flashed and flickered, it was so strong. But Fang Jie didn't care too much, he just thought Zhang Kuang was embarrassed.

"silver……"

Zhang Kuang sighed and murmured: "I have been born and died in Northern Xinjiang for so many years, but the money I have received is not enough to eat."

Fang Jie patted his shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.

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In the jungle

Zhuo Buyi suddenly changed his face and he whispered to the others: "There is someone coming from behind, and the speed is very fast."

After he finished speaking, the other three people immediately responded. The boss's wife Du Hongxin unfolded and jumped lightly to a big tree, hiding her body with the help of dense branches and leaves. Li Nan pulled the young man and the two hid behind a big stone.

Zhuo Buyi was standing there without moving, looking at the direction they came with his hands behind his back. It seemed that they were just hiding at will, but if someone peeked from a high place, he could find that the other hidden people and Zhuo Buyi were in a subtle position. If someone approached Zhuo Buyi, he would immediately fall into the surrounding of the four of them.

The person who came was not an enemy. When the blood-red Taoist robe appeared in Zhuo Buyi's eyes, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and his expression also relaxed.

It is the Taoist Heli.

"Master, why are you here?"

The young man leaned out from behind the stone asked curiously.

"Have you met Your Highness"

Taoist Heli leaned over and saluted, and then replied: "I chased me all the way west, but I never found any trace. Later, I received a letter from Fei Ge, and knew that you had already chased into the mountains, so I rushed over immediately."

“We have enough people.”

The young man smiled.

"I came here, and I was here by Your Majesty's will, and asked Your Highness to return to Chang'an immediately."

Taoist He Li said.

"Ah? How did the Father know?"

The young man was stunned, then shook his head and said, "I didn't go back. I didn't catch the bald donkey who dared to be arrogant in Chang'an. I would never go back. Why? Do you think I will drag you down, so you moved your father to suppress me?"

"Of course not. Although Your Highness is young, he is amazing and talented. He can't find any young man who can compare with Your Highness. But this matter is extremely dangerous after all. How can Your Highness feel assured to let you take risks?"

"I won't go back!"
To be continued...