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Chapter 108 Meet Yang Guang

After confirming the exchange of exercises, Song Lu began to silently write "Zhenwu Xuangong".

Although the content of this exercise is not very much, that is, more than 6000 words, Song Lu and the others did not leave in a hurry, but planned to stay overnight and leave early tomorrow morning.

Because they needed Li Yizhi's hands-on guidance for the brand-new cultivation method of "Qian Kun Fist", so that they could get started and understand it quickly.

Although the secret book is very detailed, it is not as good as someone teaching it.

As for "Zhenwu Xuangong", Li Yizhi also needed Song Lu to explain it again so that he would not misunderstand it.

"Zhenwu Xuangong" also emphasizes "meaning". When practicing, you need to imagine yourself as a basalt, swallowing aura against the heaven and earth, which is different from "Tui Shan Zhang" who imagines yourself as a sacred mountain, so in terms of the efficiency of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth , far exceeding.

At the same time, the core method of compressing the true essence in "Zhenwu Xuangong" is completely different from the cyclone mode in "Tuishan Palm". , condensed into true yuan.

This process is a test of one's 'God'.

That is to say, people who are born with a powerful 'god' will get twice the result with half the effort by practicing "Zhenwu Xuangong", which is almost tailor-made for Li Yizhi.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Li Yizhi put down "Zhenwu Xuangong" and slowly closed his eyes. He was going to practice and try the effect.

The root of practicing "Zhenwu Xuangong" is to imagine yourself as a head of Xuanwu, swallowing spiritual energy towards the heaven and earth.

This may be difficult for ordinary people.

But for Li Yizhi, it was very easy, because he has the ability to think concretely, he can directly visualize the image of Xuanwu in his mind, and then replace it with his body.

This method is far better than imagining yourself as Xuanwu.

Just like learning the bear post from Chen Zhen, he was able to stand in the city for the first time, lifelike, but Chen Zhen has been standing for more than ten years, but he still can't touch it.

With a thought, a hideous Xuanwu head appeared in Li Yizhi's mind. It was ups and downs in the endless sea, with its head up and down.

Immediately, the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy turned into majestic air currents, penetrated into Li Yizhi's body from all directions, and then sank into the dantian, turning into true energy.

It's just that this true energy didn't stay in the dantian for a long time, it got out and merged into the flesh and blood of the whole body.

"'True Martial Art' is indeed one of the Song family's top three unique arts. The speed at which it absorbs the spiritual energy of the world is at least three times faster than that of 'Tui Shan Zhang'."

Li Yizhi was delighted, and immediately, he was immersed in cultivation.

A large amount of spiritual energy was transformed into true energy, and then merged into his body, making his body grow rapidly. Li Yizhi felt that with this speed of cultivation, he would be able to break through again in less than a month.

Time passed slowly, the moon set and the sun rose, and it was another day.

After breakfast, Li Yizhi sent Song Shidao and the others out of the city. They were going to transport salt to Sichuan, so they couldn't stay longer.

Outside the east gate of the city, Li Yizhi and Song Shidao said goodbye.

"Yizhi, don't send it away, please go back."

Song Shidao cupped his hands and said, while Song Yuzhi was reluctant to let go.

"Take care all the way, please!"

Li Yizhi sent Song Shidao and the others away with his eyes, and then turned back to the city.

Just as he walked into the city, a middle-aged man with an indifferent face stood in front of him. It was Yu Wenhuaji.

Li Yizhi was secretly startled, his first reaction was that his identity had been exposed.

But then he calmed down, because he had gone through all the details just now, and there was no reason for Yu Huaji to recognize him.

Li Yizhi frowned slightly, cupped his hands and said: "This general, why do you want to block the way?"

Both Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked nervous and guarded.

Yu Wenhuaji's expression was indifferent, he glanced at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling indifferently, and then said to Li Yizhi: "You must be a saint of painting. I am here to invite you into the palace by the emperor's order to paint a portrait for your majesty."

Li Yizhi knew that he couldn't shirk this matter, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll be in charge, shall we go now?"

"Naturally, it is not too late. You must know that during this time, His Majesty has urged you several times, but you are very calm, and you did not show up until today, leaving the imperial edict as false information. If I hadn't sent someone to keep an eye on the Song family, I'm afraid I can't find you yet."

Although Yu Wenhua and his voice were indifferent, the coldness in his words was evident.

During this period of time, everything was going wrong for him.

First, the "Secret of Longevity" was taken away, and he was reprimanded by Yang Guang, and then the palace treasury was stolen, losing nearly 5 taels of gold, and all other precious medicinal materials were stolen.

Naturally, Yu Wenhua and the Chief of the Forbidden Army, as the Palace, should bear full responsibility.

More importantly, another Goryeo assassin sneaked into the palace, trying to assassinate Yang Guang.

Although it failed in the end, Yang Guang was frightened. Afterwards, Yang Guang was furious and scolded Yu Wenhuaji bloody.

Therefore, in order to win Yang Guang's favor and restore his image, he had to send a large number of people to look for the painting saint everywhere, hoping to make up for his mistakes.

However, Li Yizhi's whereabouts were unknown, and he couldn't find it at all. The only clue was that the Song family's son and miss had once hosted a banquet for each other.

Therefore, when he heard that the Song family's salt ship was berthing at the pier again yesterday, he immediately asked people to follow him, and finally found Li Yizhi.

After searching for such a long time to find it, Yu Wenhuaji was naturally upset. If Yang Guang didn't want to see him, he would have killed him with a single palm, expressing his sulking anger. Anyway, he is just a lowly painter.

Li Yizhi said lightly: "The manager is serious. Li is just an unknown junior. The court is too far away from me. I don't know that His Majesty has issued an imperial edict. Otherwise, I would have taken the initiative to enter the palace."

Yu Wenhuaji snorted uncompromisingly, then turned and left.

Li Yizhi explained a few words to Kou Zhong and the two, then chased after him, got into a carriage soon, and headed towards Jiangdu Palace.

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Jiangdu Palace.

After a strict physical examination to ensure that there were no dangerous objects on his body, Li Yizhi was brought into the main hall by a servant to meet Yang Guang.

Stepping into the main hall, Li Yizhi saw Yang Guang sitting on the dragon throne.

Under the Dragon Seat, there is a dragon platform with a width of 40 meters, which is full of beautiful concubines Ji'e, at least five or sixty people, surrounded by the high Dragon Seat like stars and moons, waiting for Yang Guang to eat fruits .

Under the steps of the Dragon Terrace, a mighty middle-aged man stood proudly. It was Dugu Sheng of the Dugu Clan, and he was Yang Guang's bodyguard.

Yang Guang's face was pale, like a dead person. His eyes were sunken and his lips were black. Anyone could see that he was exhausted and his time was numbered.

Without looking too much, Li Yizhi walked into the hall, bowed and said, "Li Yizhi, a grassroots man, pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Yang Guang smiled dissolutely, touched the breast of the concubine beside him, then sat up slightly, and looked towards His Highness.

Afterwards, he straightened his face and asked, "You are some kind of painting saint, why did you only enter the palace now?"

Although Yang Guang was not far from death, the majesty when questioning him was like a storm, pressing on Li Yizhi.

The entire hall was instantly silent!
Even the concubines who had been promiscuous before have restrained themselves, let alone His Highness's servants and other officials.

All eyes were on Li Yizhi, like countless sharp swords, as if they wanted to pierce him.

Encountering such a scene, even Yu Wenhuaji would be terrified.

In fact, Yu Wenhuaji who was standing on the side really raised his heart, but there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

Just a painter, how dare to belittle Yang Guang's imperial decree, he simply doesn't know how the word "death" is written.

(End of this chapter)