Chapter 192: First Grade

The voice was light, the tone was calm, and the tone was peaceful. Lu Wenyu seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

But the speaker was calm, while the listener was terrified.

The threat in the words was almost naked. If you do as you are told, everything will be the same. You are still the commander of the Jinyiwei, so it is okay to help you solve some small things, even if it means killing a few people.

As for not doing it, huh, didn’t you hear Lu Wenyu’s last words? It means the same as "If you don’t do it, I will kill you"!

This is not a verbal threat, it is simply putting a knife on the neck and asking "Is it okay?"

Can you still say no? You can only say yes.

Zhao nodded in a daze, and he still couldn’t come back to his senses until now. The hot tea in his stomach turned into cold sweat and dispersed in the wind. His cheeks were blown by the cold wind, leaving only paleness, without any blood color.

"That's right, why should you feel wronged? Everything is fine as long as you are alive, isn't it?" Lu Wenyu reached out and patted Zhao Jue's shoulder, and her calm face showed a little more relief.

He smiled and asked, "Is there anything you need help with? Tell me boldly and see if I can help you solve it."

Zhao Jue, who was limp in the chair, just shook his head and said nothing.

"I will return to the capital tonight. If you need anything, just write to me." Seeing Zhao like this, Lu Wenyu knew that there would be no gain from talking to him again, so he simply gave him some time to let him think about it.

He will figure it out eventually. If he really can't figure it out, just forget it.

After standing up by himself, he smiled and joked, "Try to write more beautiful words. Oh, it doesn't matter. At most, I will read it a few more times."

"Is my handwriting so ugly?" Zhao Jue turned around and asked with a smile, which was quite joking.

Oh? Lu Wenyu turned his head and looked at him. He still had the same expression, but it was much better than before. So he responded with a sentence, "It's not easy to understand anyway."

After saying that, he turned his head and winked behind him, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

After walking out for a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned back to Zhao Jue. He held his wrist and guided his fingers to touch the teacup.

He smiled and said, "Drink it while it's hot. Good tea should not be cooled."

Zhao Jue's fingers gradually exerted force, holding the teacup and bringing it to his mouth. The tea, which was no longer hot but warm, flowed down his throat into his stomach, as if he drank a trace of warmth, and his dry and exhausted body slowly came to life.

The dull eyes were filled with light again, and at this moment Zhao Jue was resurrected.

"Thank you, Fifth Master..."

Although Zhao Jue said it reluctantly, Lu Wenyu still smiled happily and took back his hand and put it behind his back.

While walking out, he comforted, "We are family, why are you so polite..."

But this sentence sounded more sarcastic than comforting to Zhao Jue. Helpless because he was not as skilled as others, he could only comfort himself: Let him mock, it's not a big deal.

Thinking of Zhao, he smiled bitterly and slowly drank the tea in the cup.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know if it was the cold wind or the good tea, but I felt strong anyway.

I slowly sat up with the help of the chair, and the moment my back touched the back of the chair, I felt a chill. It seems that I have sweated a lot and my back is soaked.

Fortunately, I didn't wear an official uniform, otherwise it would not be just my back that would be wet.

I exhaled a breath of turbid air to relieve my inner fatigue and tension. Just as I was running the true qi and connecting the meridians and the acupoints around my body, I heard a "pop" sound.

The originally gentle and gentle true qi suddenly rioted as the sound fell. The true qi that was like a trickle before, now has a surging momentum.

But because the true qi in the body is fixed, only the momentum can be heard but not the reality.

Zhao Jue didn't understand. This was clearly a sign before a breakthrough. What he didn't expect was that he would break through under such circumstances.

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He didn't care where this place was. Breaking through was the most important thing.

He quickly exchanged six bottles of Tongxuan Dan and piled them all on the table. The second-grade to the first-grade was almost the same as the third-grade to the second-grade, so the previous experience of the third-grade to the second-grade was also applicable now.

So he didn't rush to take the Tongxuan Dan. He first sat cross-legged, exhaled and slowly gathered his mind. Carefully recall the process of the third-grade to the second-grade, distinguish the faults and gains and losses, and take the essence and discard the dross.

Until the previous gains and losses were clear in his mind and everything was ready, he slowly closed his eyes, guarded his mind, and was not affected by the outside world. The true energy in his body was boiling and rolling, flowing between the meridians and acupoints, making his limbs and bones faintly hot.

So he decisively swallowed a Tongxuan Dan.

As the power of the medicine was dissolved, he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the great trend of heaven and earth. The Qi slowly changes from a trickle to a thick river. The Qi in the body is smoothed out by running the exercises, so that it is not too turbulent, nor does it dry up and stop flowing, and it is always in a peaceful state.

After several Zhoutian, the turbulent Qi is smoothed out. It's time to break through!

First take a Tongxuan Pill, and when the medicinal power slowly turns into Qi, take another one, and when the second pill begins to dissolve, take the third one immediately.

The long-accumulated Qi is integrated into the body, permeating the meridians and acupoints of the limbs and bones. With a constant supply of Qi, you can attack the barrier of the first grade unscrupulously.

One effort, then decline, and then exhaustion.

After taking Tongxuan Pills one by one, the Qi gradually accumulates. Like waves washing over reefs, one wave higher than the other hits the barrier of the first grade.

"Pop", the sound of porcelain breaking rang in the body.

Thanks to sufficient preparation, it didn't take much time before the first-level barrier was broken through by the majestic true qi, and everything came naturally.

With his eyes closed, Zhao let out a long breath, and the pores all over his body opened, feeling the beauty of entering the first level unbridled.

At this time, a shadow appeared in front of his eyes, his body was rotten and his eyes were blood red. Zhao was suddenly shocked, his soul was shaken, the altar was lost, black mist filled the surroundings, and the straightened Qi was rioting again.

Zhao couldn't help being shocked, and quickly turned his head away from looking at the blood-red eyes. But soon those eyes appeared in front of him again, giggling and staring at Zhao Jiu.

New phantoms continued to gather behind the phantom, including the rich young master from Bianzhou, the rich and powerful Hu people, the bald monk, and even the butcher and the first one Zhao Jiu killed.

Countless shadows overlapped one another, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Jiu, rushing towards him. Some of them were dripping with blood, some had severed arms and legs, some had their stomachs disemboweled, but without exception, they were all crying at the top of their lungs.

"Death, death, death..."

Zhao took a step back, feeling a bit of fear in his heart, but it quickly disappeared. Then he gathered momentum, stared into the blood-red eyes with a ferocious face, and the emotions he had suppressed all night completely exploded.

"Without me, you wouldn't be where you are now!"

"You like to pretend when you are alive, and you also like to pretend when you are dead, right? Where is my knife that is so stupid?!"

Zhao opened his eyes on the chair and subconsciously looked around for the knife. He didn't stop turning his eyes until he couldn't see the shadow's blood-red eyes in front of him.

"I'm giving them an advantage, but they want me to find a knife... Huh, I have to let them spend the night with me!"

Zhao felt a little unsatisfied. The outlet he had finally found was gone. He felt extremely uncomfortable, as if there were ants crawling all over his body.

Sitting on the chair to calm down his irritable mood, he looked up at the sky and murmured.

"First grade..."