Chapter 4 Second Grade Warrior

In the two years since Huazhi ascended the throne, he has eliminated the Chao Gang and crushed the rebel forces.

However, there are still many fish that have slipped through the net and sneaked into the rivers and lakes in an attempt to cause trouble.

Therefore, the Daxia court paid great attention to matters in the Jianghu. The emergence of any emerging force will arouse their vigilance.

But being able to master the mysterious power of Hanzhou Wulin overnight is no small matter.

Hanzhou was the most mixed-race place in Great Xia. There were many gangs and various forces vying for supremacy, which gave the court a headache.

Huazhi took the black dragon scroll from the hands of the commander Xue Gang and slowly unfolded it.

It clearly records the information that Tianyiwei heard in Hanzhou.

Hanzhou Wulin was originally composed of three major forces: Liuxian Village, Famous Sword Sect, and Youlong Pavilion.

Under the three major forces, there are nine sects.

The relationship between these forces is complex and there are many masters.

Huazhi sent Tianyiwei masters there a year ago in an attempt to suppress the Jianghu forces in Hanzhou.

It's just that there has been no progress in the past year.

But just yesterday, a mysterious force suddenly appeared and made all the sects in Hanzhou surrender.

When the news came, the experts from Tianyi Guard hurriedly went to investigate.

Time is running out and no useful information has been found yet.

In the royal study, Huazhi's beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly, and the appearance of the mysterious force made her feel very uneasy.

Taking control of Hanzhou Wulin overnight was like a nail hammered into her heart.

Is this mysterious force related to those rebels?

Who is the master behind them?

Who do you serve?

What are you plotting when you appear in Hanzhou?

If they are Daxia's enemies, how should they be eliminated?

"Order the experts from Tianyi Guard's Hanzhou branch to investigate with all their strength. They must be able to find out clearly for me."

Huazhi let out a long sigh. She had just cleared Chao Gang and Daxia was on the right track. Something like this happened again, which made her feel very heavy.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Preceptor wishes to see you." A eunuch stood at the door and said softly.

"Please come quickly."

Yang Xuanji is not only the current imperial master, he is also a descendant of the Taoist sect and has a high status in the world.

When Huazhi learned that he was coming, she felt a little relieved.

Yang Xuanji, who was wearing a white robe, strode in. He was not young, but he was full of energy.

"I just heard that Tianyiwei activated the Black Dragon Scroll, but what happened in Hanzhou?"

"The Imperial Master is really clever."

Huazhi handed the black dragon scroll to Yang Xuanji.

After reading the above content, Yang Xuanji showed a solemn look on his face.

After a long while, he hesitated and said: "With such strength, I am afraid that even my Human Sect is far behind."

"If you go against Daxia, it will be a disaster!"

Yang Xuanji knew very well how complicated the Hanzhou martial arts world was, and he could control Hanzhou overnight. In Yang Xuanji's memory, there were only a handful of forces that could do this.

And those forces have never participated in the disputes between rivers and lakes.

"Your Majesty, this matter needs long-term consideration."

…

In the small courtyard, Li Qingxuan also took back the plaque.

It was named Qingzhifang.

Taken from: "This heart's wings can be slowed down, Qingzhi is in Yuanxiang", which also implies Li Qingxuan's longing for his wife Huazhi.

After hanging the plaque, Li Qingxuan cleaned the house again.

After cleaning, I spread out the drawing paper and drew a picture of a lady.

I couldn't help but sigh as I imagined my wife wearing palace clothes in the palace.

The ink on the paper was dried and put away.

Li Qingxuan continued to paint.

This time he painted "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains".

"Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains" is called the preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection in painting.

When Li Qingxuan was learning painting before time travel, he copied it countless times.

I didn't know what paintings to sell, so I painted them and hung them in the store for people to choose from.

After finishing a painting, it was already noon.

After cooking some meat porridge and feeding the puppy, Li Qingxuan went outside again.

Understand the customs and customs of Daxia.

After traveling for three years, I have been staying in the wilderness, and my understanding of the world is pitiful.

In front of the teahouse, I heard the voice of the storyteller coming from the second floor.

"We in Daxia are surrounded by enemies, including the Northern Yuan Khanate in the north, the Baiyue Kingdoms in the south, and the Dali Empire in the west."

"Especially in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, they are all barbarians. They are not civilized and do not cultivate. They only know how to plunder."

"General Bo'er of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is a cruel and bloodthirsty man. He is a ninth-grade master and has invaded our border many times."

"Are ninth-grade masters very powerful?" someone asked.

The storyteller snorted coldly: "Martial arts are divided into grades one to ten. Master Chen of the Longwei Escort Agency claims to be invincible with an iron fist, but he is only a master of the fourth grade. Do you think the ninth grade is powerful?"

"No matter how powerful he is, he still can't beat me, the King of Daxia Zhenbei."

"Lin Nuo, King of Zhenbei, he is my legend in Daxia..."

…

Li Qingxuan stopped in front of the teahouse and listened for a long time. He probably knew that the warriors in this world had already formed a system.

Ranks 1 to 10 clearly divide the warrior's power.

I have practiced Wu Qin Xi, and my Dantian has generated inner energy. I wonder if I have entered the first level.

Li Qingxuan didn't leave until the storyteller inside took a rest.

I bought some more mutton when I went back.

Back at the studio, the puppy was probably hungry again, so he crawled out and kept sniffing with his nose. From time to time, his body bumped into the wall or fell to the ground.

Looking at this stupid guy, Li Qingxuan smiled knowingly.

He picked up the puppy and rubbed his face before putting it back in the den.

After thinking about it, this guy doesn't have a name yet.

Look at its round body, let's call it Gungun!

After feeding Gungun the next day, Li Qingxuan checked in again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and receiving a Qi and Blood Pill as a reward."

As the mechanical sound sounded, a clear yellow pill appeared in Li Qingxuan's hand.

Li Qingxuan read the introduction of the system and knew that the function of this Qi and Blood Pill was very simple, it was used to improve physical fitness.

With this thing, maybe I can become a powerful master.

Li Qingxuan put the Qi and Blood Pill into his mouth, intending to get some water to drink it down.

As soon as he put it into his mouth, the elixir opened automatically, then turned into a billowing stream of heat and blended into his limbs and bones.

In an instant, Li Qingxuan actually screamed out comfortably.

I just feel that the inner energy generated by practicing Wu Qin Xi yesterday has grown stronger in an instant, and the execution speed has also accelerated a lot.

It was like the water of a big river was suddenly poured into the small stream, and it was rushing continuously.

This situation lasted for an hour before the power of the Qi and Blood Pill was completely released, and the speed of internal energy execution gradually slowed down.

Li Qingxuan tried to practice according to Wu Qin Xi. Every time he made a movement, his inner energy was directed in one direction.

And Li Qingxuan's Dantian was always warm, as if there was a stove inside.

The storyteller said that a second-grade warrior has fire hidden in his Dantian and is not afraid of severe cold.

His current situation is very consistent, but could he become a second-grade warrior so easily?

Li Qingxuan shook his head, feeling that he must have thought too much.