Chapter 634

"Wulong!"

The big black dog jumped out of the courtyard wall, its tail swinging into a small electric fan, beating the rainwater into cold mist.

Liang Qu's palms were licked sticky.

Not seen for more than a month, Wulong grew bigger and bigger, no different from a small calf, eating meat every meal, its hair shiny and smooth, ordinary families really can't afford to raise it.

Except for Wulong growing a circle bigger.

Everything else in the house remained unchanged.

First go to the west wing to greet the master, then take a hot bath to wash away the dust of the journey.

Curious about what happened.

Liang Qu changed into clean clothes, estimated that the time was almost up, and returned to the River Po Office.

The arrival of the Shark People tribe made the entire River Po Office busy. He greeted several familiar masters and went straight to the third floor.

The study door was not closed.

Jian Zhongyi and Xu Yuelong were drinking tea and talking on the third floor, with a large sand table on the table.

Liang Qu stood outside the door and bowed.

"Magistrate, Tiling."

"Sit! No need to be restrained, you and I are not meeting for the first time." Jian Zhongyi pointed to the Arhat bed opposite, with a smile on his face, "Not to mention the academy last year, you also heard my music in the midsummer this year."

Academy?

Liang Qu didn't expect Jian Zhongyi to have such a good memory, remembering him after only one meeting, and complimented: "Magistrate's attainments in silk and bamboo are profound, and I have benefited a lot from the song 'Youhuang Wuxin'."

A little small talk.

Liang Qu took the initiative to open his mouth: "I don't know what the Magistrate is looking for me for?"

"Good! Swift and decisive, no wonder you are young and have achieved the perfection of the Tianqiao." Jian Zhongyi praised slightly and put down the teacup, "Before talking about things, this Magistrate will first test you."

"Please speak, Magistrate."

"Do you know who is the youngest Wu Sheng in our dynasty?"

"Naturally, it is the Dragon Elephant Wu Sheng, Master Zhang. No one in the world knows, no one knows, talented and brilliant."

Liang Qu didn't know why Jian Zhongyi asked this, and answered respectfully.

The first Wu Sheng he knew was Zhang Longxiang.

He was ambushed in the Northern Wilderness, all the accompanying officials died, fought three Perfected Forms alone, killed two and injured one, achieved perfection, and became the Dragon Wu Sheng at the age of only forty-eight.

Later, when dealing with the Ghost Mother Sect branch, Liang Qu had also seen the Dragon Elephant Wu Sheng Profound Weapon, but didn't see it clearly, as it was wrapped in white cloth the whole time.

"What about the youngest grandmaster?"

"Bai Guangyi, Master Bai."

Bai Guangyi.

He entered the grandmaster at the age of only thirty-one, and at the age of seventy-two, he still hadn't entered the Wu Sheng. He won at the starting line but lost halfway.

"What about the youngest great martial artist?"

Liang Qu was stunned.

He really didn't know much about the youngest great martial artist, it seems that no one mentioned it?

Thought for a while.

"Bai Guangyi?"

"No." Jian Zhongyi shook his head, "In our Great Shun Dynasty, the youngest great martial artist is named Yuan Yuwen. When he broke through to Hunting Tiger, he was only nineteen years and five months old, not yet twenty."

Liang Qu was shocked.

At this age, he is not much older than him.

The world is big, and there are all kinds of wonders.

"Is Master Yuan now a grandmaster, or even a Wu Sheng?"

"No, he is dead."

"?"

"When he turned twenty, he was poisoned to death by the Southern Border Gu poison."

Southern Border?

"Could it be that Master Yuan died for the country?"

Liang Qu automatically filled in the brain.

Heaven is jealous of talent.

Many tribes in the Southern Border feared that Great Shun would have another Wu Sheng, and the situation would be unfavorable, so they decided to take action secretly and eliminate the great threat in advance...

Jian Zhongyi and Xu Yuelong looked at each other.

Their expressions were strange.

"That's not it." "Not?"

"More than ten years ago, he 'fell in love' with the Saintess of the Southern Border, made a private promise for life, and after having fun, he was planted with a love Gu. The love Gu itself is nothing, as long as you are a couple for a lifetime, it is beneficial to practice.

But Yuan Yuwen didn't know at all, and turned around and went to the brothel in less than three days, wrapped up three women, during which there was no defense, the love Gu bit his heart, and he died of poison, dying on the bed of a prostitute."

Liang Qu:...

"The Holy Emperor was furious but couldn't attack. To plant a love Gu, the other party must swear in person, promising not to have fun with others for a lifetime.

Therefore, Yuan Yuwen broke his promise first, and his death was his own fault. Because the way of death was not very glorious, the record of our dynasty's great martial artist was not mentioned much, unless someone could break it again."

Liang Qu vaguely guessed something.

Height, physique, plus the style of weekdays.

He looks twenty-four or twenty-five, but actually he is too young.

"Magistrate, you are looking for me to..."

"This morning, I heard that you have reached the perfection of the Tianqiao, and I felt curious. In my impression, you are not yet twenty, so I flipped through the household registration in the government office and found that you are only eighteen years and three months old.

If you break through to Hunting Tiger within the remaining year and two months, you will be able to break Yuan Yuwen's record! Report to the imperial court, and you will definitely be able to exchange for good medicine to help!"

Xu Yuelong nodded.

Four passes, galloping horse, using fierce medicine to pour directly, it is not impossible to create a deformed, low-age martial artist whose path is broken.

But Wolf Smoke entering Hunting Tiger is different, it is difficult to ripen, the cost is too high, the talent required is too high, and the input and output are not proportional.

What for?

Therefore, the youngest great martial artist, the youngest grandmaster, and the youngest Wu Sheng are not just a question of a name.

This is auspicious!

The younger the age of the great martial artist, grandmaster, and Wu Sheng, doesn't it show that the world is well governed, talents are emerging, and the Holy Emperor is benevolent?

Compared with the records of the previous dynasty, it promotes legal orthodoxy and reflects the capacity of tolerance!

Such a talent appearing under his own governance is a great thing for local officials and the imperial court!

Local officials definitely have no shortage of rewards!

Of course.

This matter is also good for the person himself.

Knowing that there is an eighteen-year-old Tianqiao perfection, the imperial court definitely doesn't mind helping, opening the door of convenience, just like Yang Dongxiong "loaned" to break through the grandmaster.

Liang Qu suddenly realized.

Feelings that he will become everyone's political achievement.

Good thing.

Who doesn't love the benefits picked up for nothing.

Showing talent and speed, it really can attract investment everywhere.

"Do you mind if I find someone to calculate your bone age? After all, if you want to report to the imperial court, you can't just rely on the household registration as proof."

"No objection."

Auspiciousness can be fake.

Household registration can be changed.

The imperial court definitely won't just look at the household registration, and needs to use various means to verify the authenticity.

And just what Liang Qu knows, using some life-consuming drugs will lead to an increase in bone age, affecting future roads.

Once the road is broken, a true genius becomes a fake genius, and later becomes mediocre, mentioned by the world, with much ridicule.

Both of which the imperial court wants to avoid.

A little while later.

An old man with white hair and beard entered the door, with a faint smell of herbal medicine on his body, looking like an old physician.

Liang Qu knows this old man, it seems to be an old pharmacist of the Weng family, who often comes to the River Po Office to dispense medicine and send pills, with rich experience, belonging to half a divine doctor, having seen more diseases than people.

The old man touched Liang Qu's bones.

Half a moment.

"Eighteen, no mistake, specifically to the month, touching bones can't tell, need blood testing and even divination."

Xu Yuelong smiled and asked: "Any confidence in breaking Yuan Yuwen's record?"

"Yes!"

How to make the spirit and blood energy blend, build a building out of thin air, and break through to Hunting Tiger, Liang Qu has no clue yet.

But the time of more than a year is quite ample.

Taking it slow is the fastest.

"Good! I will write a letter later, ride fast, report to the imperial court, what help you need, just say it!"

"My life pattern is a long dragon crossing the river, born close to water, so water-attribute precious plants and precious fish are more compatible with me, just need water-attribute treasures."

"Good!"