Chapter 120: Dragon Coils the Pearl, Sinew and Bone Greatly Accomplished

The dragon body formed by the Su Xuan Qing Qi coiled around the chaotic sphere.

At first.

There was still repulsion between the two forms, but gradually, the dragon body coiled tighter and tighter, and finally, it was as if it were a relief sculpture embedded on the chaotic sphere, the two merging into one.

"Success!"

"Proper and deviant merged into one!"

A look of surprise flashed in Li Rui's eyes.

According to records in ancient books, for most people who possess both proper and deviant dual forms, the two forms are usually practiced separately, but there are extremely rare geniuses who can merge the dual forms, coexisting and complementing each other; when stacked, the power is several times greater than a single form.

"It is said that a thousand years ago, there was a great master who possessed both a sea form and a moon form; the two merged, realizing the unique 'Sea Rises Bright Moon,' suppressing the Jianghu for over a hundred years, and it has been passed down to later generations."

The scene in the dantian at this moment was exactly the same as that proper and deviant merging into one.

"Dragon coils on the pearl..."

The next moment!

A clear stream gushed out from the dantian, walking through the whole body along the strange meridians, and the blood Qi began to burn and boil involuntarily.

The Jade Spring point, Sun point, and Taiyin point bulged.

Li Rui's whole body was almost instantly congested, turning crimson.

Muscles like coiled dragons bulged.

With a bang.

The clothes could no longer support it and directly exploded into pieces of cloth.

Li Rui only felt that there was infinite power in his body that needed to be vented, and he tried his best to suppress the urge to roar wildly.

A night of sitting withered.

When he opened his eyes again, a tiny trace of green light flashed in Li Rui's eyes.

He opened and closed his palms.

"Is this Willow Sinew?"

Not bad; the dual forms merged, plus the domineering medicinal power of the Spirit Earth, allowed him to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and step into the Seventh-Rank.

Seventh-Rank...

This is already the end point for most martial artists in their lives.

Going further up is the Primordial Realm.

With the growth of his knowledge, Li Rui also gradually understood the realms above the Seventh-Rank: Sixth-Rank Dragon Gate Realm, Fifth-Rank Sea-Observing Realm, Fourth-Rank is the Primordial Realm.

Seventh-Rank, placed in a county city, is already a supreme figure.

Even the County Magistrate has to fear him seven parts.

The Tiandi Alliance has seven deputy alliance masters in total, and only Tang Sheng and one other are Seventh-Rank; the others are only Eighth-Rank perfection.

From this, one can see the gold content of the Seventh-Rank.

"Is this the feeling of a genius?"

Old but vigorous; one has to accept it.

From the time Li Rui started practicing martial arts until now, it has been less than two years, and he has actually broken through to the Seventh-Rank.

He walked the road of others for twenty years!

If this were known to those heavenly prides painstakingly cultivated in the sects, they would definitely be so angry that they would vomit blood on the spot.

He walked off the bed to stretch his sinews and bones, and pushed open the door.

Li Rui only felt refreshed, washing his face with cold, biting water in the courtyard.

"Come, Old Li, eat dumplings."

Yang Yong saw Li Rui get up.

He brought out a bowl of steaming dumplings from the kitchen.

Li Rui took the large bowl, laughing: "Old Man Yang, why did you think of eating dumplings today?"

Yang Yong grinned: "It's almost the end of the year. Before, when we were at the Zhu family, we dreamed of eating a bowl of dumplings during the New Year, so I thought since we are rich now, we should make up for it in advance."

Li Rui was in a trance.

In the blink of an eye, it was going to be the New Year again; time passes so fast.

However, the days were getting better and better, and his mood was very comfortable:

"Take more money, let's make this year lively."

"Good."

Yang Yong nodded fiercely.

Although Li Rui had been out of the register for two years, for the first year he was alone, plus practicing martial arts every day, there was no New Year atmosphere; now Yang Yong and Wang Zhao were both here.

It was just right to be lively and seek a good omen.

After Li Rui finished the dumplings and drank the dumpling soup, he felt warm all over.

Only then did he walk out of the residence.

The residence he lived in was not far from the Ding-character martial arts armory, only walking for half a quarter of an hour, and he saw the sharp corners of the seven-story martial arts armory.

Suddenly.

Li Rui's footsteps paused.

"Jiangjiang Linxian?"

Only to see not far away, Ning Ning Zhongtian and Lu Jun were following behind Jiangjiang Linxian, looking at the direction, it seemed they had just come out of the General's Mansion.

Li Rui did not show any abnormality, only pausing for less than half a breath.

His footsteps continued to fall.

Jiangjiang Linxian had finally arrived in Qinghe.

However, Li Rui did not feel that he could relax just because he had Jiangjiang Linxian's support.

Let's put it this way.

Before Jiangjiang Linxian arrived, Cao Wei might have been indifferent, but now that the dragon and tiger are fighting, the situation will instead be more tense; the more it is this time, the more one must be cautious.

The other end.

In the General's Mansion.

Cao Wei's face was extremely ugly, blue and purple; it wasn't because he was angry, but because he was beaten.

"Jiangjiang Linxian!"

Jiangjiang Linxian came to his mansion early in the morning.

Without saying a word, he took action.

Cao Wei was caught off guard on one hand, but more importantly, his skills were inferior to others, and he was slapped several times on the face by Jiangjiang Linxian's small sword.

After beating the person.

Jiangjiang Linxian lightly dropped a sentence:

"Kill the demonic people of the Guiming Sect properly, don't have other crooked thoughts."

Then he left.

How could Cao Wei not be angry!

But soon, he calmed down.

Jiangjiang Linxian dared to be so presumptuous?

Obviously not.

He had inquired about Jiangjiang Linxian; don't look at how he is indulgent on the surface, but in fact, he secretly follows the rules and is extremely reasonable.

Therefore, Jiangjiang Linxian's actions were not his own intention, but the Emperor's!

Cao Wei suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This was clearly the Emperor using Jiangjiang Linxian's hand to beat him—no, the one being beaten should be the Fifth Imperial Prince.

The art of the emperor's heart!

Cao Wei's face gradually became calm.

Since it was the Emperor's intention, he could fully accept it; these few sword strikes were equivalent to a kneel when receiving an imperial decree.

Kneeling to that eunuch.

No.

It was the Emperor's majesty.

Thunder and rain are all imperial grace.

At this time.

A servant walked in from outside the door: "Cao..."

The servant saw the disheveled Cao Wei and was stunned for a moment, then immediately lowered his head, not daring to look more:

"General Cao, Zhang Hao of the Zhang family requests an audience."

"Let him in."

A moment later, Zhang Hao walked into the General's Mansion. He glanced at Cao Wei, as if he hadn't discovered the abnormality:

"General Cao."

Cao Wei put his hands behind his back: "What is the matter?"

Zhang Hao: "The matter you entrusted to me before has been handled properly; the demonic person of the Guiming Sect has been detained outside the city."

"Alive."

A flash of joy crossed Cao Wei's eyes.

"Very good."

Then he said to Zhang Hao: "You did well."

Zhang Hao obtained Cao Wei's affirmation and left satisfied.

In the main hall.

Soon, only Cao Wei was left again.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Coming to Qinghe, naturally, the Guiming Sect must be killed; this is his duty, and even if Jiangjiang Linxian didn't say it, he would do his best.

But the Fifth Imperial Prince's matter also had to be handled.

"Immortal treasure... difficult..."

This matter had caused such a stir that even the capital knew about it, and in the end, Jiangjiang Linxian obtained the immortal treasure, all of which was handed over to the Dragon Court.

Did that Son of Heaven take a fancy to the Spirit Guide?

Of course not.

Although the Spirit Guide is precious, it is not worth that Master of the Red County Divine State personally taking action.

According to the Fifth Imperial Prince.

That Spirit Guide was just an ordinary Tai Sui medicinal material three years ago; it was someone who turned it into a Spirit Guide.

What the Emperor wants is that immortal method of turning stone into gold.

Otherwise, a Spirit Guide, how could it be called an immortal treasure?

Military camp.

On the drill ground.

"Right side, attack his right side!"

"What a powerful blade technique."

"My Brother Fu is invincible in the military camp!" Shouts and cheers rose one after another.

Dozens of soldiers formed a circle, and in the middle, two people were dueling.

One of them was Liang He.

A young man who looked like a young master in brocade clothes was attacking him fiercely.

Seeing Zhang Fu attacking like a mad dog and refusing to stop.

Liang He frowned.

This morning, he went out to the martial arts armory to check in as usual, but was intercepted by Zhang Fu on the way, who named him to challenge him and attacked him without saying a word.

He probably also knew.

This Zhang Fu is the Second Master of the Zhang family, the sixth son of Zhang Hao; the few disciples who joined the Zhang family were all led by him. Previously, Ge Hong's few subordinates were beaten by them.

Clearly, they wanted to repeat the previous matter on Liang He.

The army is a place that advocates force.

【Note: 9+Book_Bar】

As long as the other party wins by hard strength, one can only break one's teeth and swallow them.

After Li Rui's guidance.

His martial arts had improved greatly during this period, but his opponent was a direct descendant of the Zhang family, the biological son of the Second Master of the Zhang family; whether it was cultivation methods or spirit pills, they were far more than his.

The beautiful sword technique in Zhang Fu's hand was truly nothing to say.

Others' ten years of accumulation could not be chased by him in just a few years.

The gap in strength could not be made up.

Just when Zhang Fu thought victory was in his grasp.

Suddenly!

Liang He grabbed a handful of yellow soil from somewhere and threw it at his eyes.

The vision instantly turned into a piece of yellow.

Zhang Fu instinctively closed his eyes and hurriedly retreated.

At this instant, a huge force hit his abdomen.

A wail.

Zhang Fu fell to the ground, and almost at the same time, Liang He quickly took a step, rode on Zhang Fu, and smashed his fists and feet toward his face.

"Damn, the little brat is playing dirty."

"Together, don't talk about martial virtue with him."

"Brothers, move together..."

A few Zhang family disciples who were watching the fun were dumbfounded when they saw the situation was wrong and immediately rushed up.

They kicked Liang He, who was riding on Zhang Fu, fiercely.

But Liang He seemed to have targeted Zhang Fu, no matter how others attacked, he just smashed his head toward Zhang Fu's face.

"Is this kid crazy?"

A Zhang family disciple was dumbfounded.

This is the Anning Guard, not the Zhang family; they weren't stupid enough to use weapons.

But if they didn't use weapons.

They really had no way to separate Liang He and Zhang Fu.

A full stick of incense's time.

Zhang Fu was finally beaten until he was unconscious.

Liang He finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He protected his head with both hands, letting the Zhang family kick him fiercely.

Finally, a Platoon Leader passed by, and the Zhang family didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so they stopped.

Seeing the Zhang family carrying Zhang Fu away.

Liang He then lay on his back on the ground, covered in blood, laughing in his mouth.

"Madman."

The hearts of the onlookers were cold.

They made up their minds that they would never provoke this martial arts armory soldier who looked gentle on the surface again.

Ding-character martial arts armory.

Li Rui was patrolling with a register as usual, checking if there were any omissions in the things in the martial arts armory.

At this time.

A stumbling sound of footsteps sounded at the door.

Turning his head.

He saw Liang He, who was in a sorry state and covered in blood, walking crookedly against the wall.

Li Rui's hand putting down the book paused, frowning: "What happened?"

Liang He wanted to squeeze out a smile, but the corners of his mouth hurt badly.

Finally, he twitched twice and stammered:

"It's the Zhang family; Zhang Fu and those people thought I was easy to bully and intercepted me."

"However, I didn't lose face for the Hall Master."

"Zhang Fu is even more miserable than me."

Upon hearing this, Li Rui roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

The Zhang family is Garrison Commander Feng's man, naturally at odds with them; previously, Ge Hong's subordinates were beaten by Zhang Fu and others.

Of course.

These people have a sense of proportion in their actions, and in the end, they can only blame their inferior skills.

Finally, they took action against Liang He.

Li Rui's words carried a few points of severity: "I am just an old man, I don't care about face, and you don't need to worry about losing face for me. Next time you encounter those people, remember to run."

Fists and feet have no eyes.

If there is a fool in the Zhang family who deals a fatal blow.

Even though they will be punished and settled later, one's own life is also lost.

Not worth it.

Liang He's heart warmed: "Understood, Hall Master."

Li Rui then smiled, helped Liang He into the armory, and patted him on the shoulder: "You did well."

He had seen Zhang Fu take action.

He was already at the most powerful level below an entered-rank martial artist; no matter what means Liang He used, being able to defeat Zhang Fu was an ability.

Simply treating Liang He's wounds, he handed the medicine pill he carried with him to him to take.

The two rested for a while, and seeing Liang He had recovered, he asked: "Can you still walk?"

Liang He: "I can, Hall Master..."

"Then let's go."

Seeing Li Rui make a gesture to go out.

Liang He was stunned: "Hall Master, where are we going?"

"Those who beat my people must give an explanation."

Liang He's heart warmed, and he hurriedly followed.

The other end.

Military camp.

Zhang family residence.

Zhang Yi was just about to go out when he encountered a group of people carrying Zhang Fu back.

"What happened?"

Seeing this, Zhang Yi stepped forward, looking at Zhang Fu, who was covered in blue and purple... still unconscious, and frowned.

A Zhang family disciple said timidly: "Fifth Uncle, this morning we went to find that kid Liang in the Ding-character martial arts armory; Brother Fu was tricked by that kid."

Zhang Yi sneered: "Useless!"

He only came to the Anning Guard yesterday, and as a result, he encountered such a thing, feeling that he had lost all face.

Zhang Hao had successfully handled Cao Wei's matter.

Cao Wei was happy and gave the Zhang family a position as Platoon Leader.

"Tell me clearly."

With a shout, those few Zhang family disciples told everything that happened this morning one by one.

Zhang Yi pointed his finger, looking angry at their lack of success:

"Taking the initiative to attack, and still being defeated by others; you have lost all the face of the Zhang family!"

A Zhang family disciple whispered in rebuttal: "It was that kid who played dirty."

Zhang Yi was laughed at in anger: "Dirty tricks?"

"Martial artists only look at the result; if you lose, you lose. You were many against one, and still surrounded by onlookers—shameful, truly shameful!"

For a time.

The few Zhang family disciples had no temper and obediently endured the scolding.

Zhang Yi scolded until his mouth was dry.

Only then did he wave his hand: "Get out, get out, get out."

But just as the few Zhang family disciples were about to carry the unconscious Zhang Fu away—

A young man ran over from the door, looking anxious.

"Fifth Uncle, something happened."

Zhang Yi only felt annoyed.

Zhang Fu had just embarrassed him, and now something happened again.

"Speak!"

Zhang Yi shouted unhappily.

"Fifth Uncle, it's Li Rui, the Grain Manager of the Ding-character martial arts armory; he came, saying... saying..."

The young man stammered, not yet finished.

Zhang Yi was about to scold, when he heard a resonant voice from the door.

"Old man Li Rui, here to ask for a fist."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 121 =====