Chapter 170: Miraculous use of comprehension, blade technique greatly increased

Noon, the sun was scorching.

The atmosphere inside the room formed a strong contrast with the bright sun outside.

"Investigate for me, who exactly did this!"

Zhuang Renhe's expression was chillingly cold; his facial muscles twitched, looking at the corrosive traces on the floor of the room.

Today, Xiang Ting didn't come to report to him as usual.

He immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Among his many subordinates, Xiang Ting wasn't the strongest in martial power, but he was the one he trusted the most.

It was because Xiang Ting had always been cautious and measured in his work.

Even small matters could be handled extremely well.

He would never do something as stupid as missing the time.

Therefore, he sent people to Xiang Ting's mansion to check.

Upon checking, they discovered.

Where was there any Xiang Ting in the house; he had long been dissolved into corpse water, not even leaving bone dregs.

"Yes, Third Master."

Several people standing to the side said in unison.

These people were all experts Zhuang Renhe brought from the Zhuang family, so they addressed him as Third Master, not My Lord.

Zhuang Renhe narrowed his eyes:

"Who could it be, Jiang Linxian?"

His first reaction was Jiang Linxian, after all, his biggest enemy now was Jiang Linxian.

"No."

Subsequently, he shook his head again.

His subordinates did things extremely discreetly; it was unlikely Jiang Linxian would discover it, and even if he really discovered it, there was no need to kill a Xiang Ting.

With that person's methods, he might have come directly to him.

"Find out for me, who exactly did it!"

He said sternly to the people beside him.

Having a capable subordinate killed like this, and not knowing who did it, this feeling was truly too stifling and infuriating.

Snorting coldly, he swung his sleeves and walked out of the room with long strides.

Several people in the room looked at each other.

Xiang Ting had been dissolved by someone until not even dregs were left; how were they supposed to investigate?

In the courtyard.

Li Rui held his arms flat, his ten fingers spread, and the barrier-blade was held between his palms.

He didn't even move the blade.

Just closed his eyes and stood still.

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao stood to the side, grabbing a handful of fresh sunflower seeds, chatting while cracking them.

"How long has Li Lao been like this?"

"A good few hours."

Hearing Wang Zhao say a good few hours, Yang Yong paused in his action of cracking sunflower seeds, widening his eyes in disbelief: "How many?"

Wang Zhao confirmed again: "To be precise, it's five hours; Master has been like this since early morning."

My goodness.

Yang Yong marveled in his heart.

He had touched Li Rui's blade; it was at least fifteen or twenty jin.

Even without holding the blade, you try standing under the scorching sun for five hours without moving?

Not many people could persist.

But Li Rui not only persisted, but also looked quite relaxed, as if he could maintain this for another night.

"Isn't it said that those who practice martial arts are all enduring."

Yang Yong was even more envious, his mouth clicking incessantly.

Before, Li Rui had invited him to a brothel several times, calling it a freebie, but he had always declined. Was it that he didn't want to? No, he couldn't.

Just when the two were marveling at Li Rui's endurance.

Li Rui, who had been standing still, finally moved.

Not moving is one thing, but moving is like thunder!

The two didn't even see clearly how Li Rui made his move, only seeing a gale sweeping through.

Li Rui's clothes fluttered, and the barrier-blade slashed down.

Boom!

A loud noise exploded.

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao were both horrified, because the sound came from the backyard.

This was a mansion with four courtyards.

That is to say, from the front courtyard to the backyard, one had to pass through three circular archways; one courtyard was about five zhang long, so passing through four courtyards was a full twenty zhang!

The two stretched their heads, their vision passing through the archways to see the scene in the backyard.

They gasped in unison.

Only to see dust flying in the backyard, and the rockery originally in the center of the courtyard had been precisely split in two by that blade of Li Rui's just now.

It became two mountains.

"Is this still something a human can do?"

Twenty zhang.

One blade to split a mountain!

Even if it was a rockery, it was already shocking enough.

Only then did a trace of satisfaction appear on the corner of Li Rui's mouth.

"Not bad."

The three words fell clearly into the ears of Yang Yong and Wang Zhao, their chins involuntarily widening.

Even like this, it was only 'not bad'??

Li Rui sheathed his blade.

Standing still holding the blade for five hours wasn't just suffering for no reason.

He was cultivating blade intent.

After his comprehension improved, his whimsical ideas about the martial path surged like a spring; after half a month of research, he finally realized a blade technique completely derived from Long Chun Gong.

Blade Cultivation Style.

"In ancient times, there were sword cultivators who didn't draw their swords for ten years; when they drew their swords, they shocked ghosts and gods; the sword remained in the sheath, using true qi to warm and nourish it, which is called sword cultivation."

It's just that sword cultivators gradually declined, and the inheritance had long been broken.

Li Rui was inspired by this to create the Blade Cultivation Style.

Long Chun Gong itself emphasizes the internal over the external, taking health preservation and longevity as the foundation; the moves are not the most murderous.

This Blade Cultivation Style just happens to perfectly carry forward the advantages of Long Chun Gong's Qi cultivation, applying this point to the moves; if you don't make a move, fine, but once you make a move, it's a kill in seconds.

Only cultivating blade intent for five hours had such an effect; if he cultivated for ten or twenty years, the power would be unimaginable.

"Truly miraculous!" Li Rui chuckled.

The improvement in comprehension could be said to be immediate; with this Blade Cultivation Style, he had another trump card in his hand.

Having been exposed to the sun for a day.

He asked Yang Yong and Wang Zhao to help boil a large barrel of hot water, and he took a comfortable bath.

Ordinary families in the Yu Kingdom mostly used a large wooden barrel, filled with water to bathe, but wealthy families were different, directly building a small square tank in the room, similar to the swimming pools of his previous life.

Not only spacious, but also better at keeping warm.

It was truly comfortable.

Li Rui leaned comfortably against the wall of the square tank.

"It seems I can enjoy temporary peace."

Ever since he killed Xiang Ting until now, half a month had passed, and the smoke in his Wisdom Eye hadn't changed much.

That is to say.

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Just as he expected, Zhuang Renhe might be furious and want to find the murderer.

But he completely erased the evidence, making it impossible to investigate; no matter how angry he was, he had no way to act.

Xiang Ting died, and the person who took over might not necessarily pay attention to him again.

The facts were indeed so.

Some time ago, Cao Wei, as Assistant Regional Commander, took the initiative to demand the improvement of the Anning Guard's military discipline; several guard station officials were taken to the Law Enforcement Battalion.

Some were lucky and just received a scolding; some were unlucky and directly lost their official hats; the most miserable one was beaten to death on the spot because of private communication with a sect.

Is practicing military discipline as simple as looking at luck?

Of course not; they were all crimes like private communication, harming the common people, and forcibly occupying farmland; those with backers received a scolding, those without backers directly lost their positions; this was the real situation.

The one beaten to death was also Cao Wei's person.

It is said that he dared to have illicit intercourse with the wife of Garrison Commander Feng Yu, and then he was beaten to death alive.

The flexibility of the law lies in this.

If a person with intention could discover it, among these officials, Cao Wei's faction accounted for 30%, and the remaining 70% were Jiang Linxian's people.

Clearly, it was another case of gods fighting and mortals suffering.

But to say these people were wronged?

That really wasn't wronged; according to the military law of Annan Town, these people being beheaded on the spot was light.

But... how many officials of the Anning Guard dare to say that their subordinates are clean.

Even if they are clean, their subordinates might not be clean.

They could still be punished for the crime of failing to manage them properly.

And Cao Wei was clearly well-prepared this time; the clues and evidence were conclusive, and even Jiang Linxian couldn't point out any flaws.

Looking closer, one would find that most of them were military officers under Ning Zhongtian.

After this wave of rectification, the effect came very quickly, directly leading to only four officials above Seventh-Rank remaining under Ning Zhongtian: Li Rui, Ge Hong, Wei Ming, and Tan Hu; the others all had their hats removed.

To say this wasn't deliberately targeted, one wouldn't believe it at all.

"Brother Li, if it weren't for your reminder, brother might have fallen too."

Wei Ming drank a mouthful of wine fiercely.

Sitting beside him were the four remaining seedlings under Ning Zhongtian.

Thinking about it, he was still afraid.

He wasn't a person who kept himself clean anyway; although he didn't do things like forcibly seizing women, he hadn't done little in the way of occupying farmland.

If he had been caught by Cao Wei's faction, he wouldn't have lost his official position directly, but the Platoon Leader position he had worked so hard to get would definitely not be kept.

Fortunately, Li Rui reminded him, and he operated in advance, throwing all the blame onto a grain manager under him.

As for that grain manager, he was locked in the water prison of the Law Enforcement Battalion.

He had found an opportunity to visit once, promising to take good care of his wife and children, and after the three-year period expired, he would operate to let the grain manager become an official again.

Only then was he able to avoid disaster.

Ge Hong was also afraid: "Thanks to Brother Li's meticulousness, otherwise you and I would both be unlucky."

Li Rui chuckled: "I was just thinking wildly, and it just happened to be guessed right."

He understood that this matter should be a trap set by Cao Wei and County Magistrate Zhuang Renhe.

It was to reduce Jiang Linxian's wings.

Especially since Ning Zhongtian had been too dazzling recently.

He was able to protect the three of them, which was already the limit.

If he did too much, he would definitely attract the attention of Cao Wei and Zhuang Renhe, bringing fire upon himself.

"This matter is very strange; is Cao Wei wearing the same pair of pants as that Zhuang fellow?"

Wei Ming said depressedly.

This time, many of the evidence were found with the vigorous cooperation of the government office.

The government office cooperated so diligently.

One must know that most of the guard station Assistant Regional Commanders have bad relationships with the local County Magistrates.

One mountain cannot hold two tigers.

Both want to fight for the right to speak, which is bound to lead to enmity.

But this time, the government office responded to every request, clearly Cao Wei and Zhuang Renhe had reached some kind of agreement.

It looked like the two were afraid of Jiang Linxian becoming too big and joined forces, but Li Rui didn't think so.

From various signs, it wasn't hard to guess that that County Magistrate Zhuang seemed to be doing something extremely secretive.

Qu Chengfeng might just be one link, and everything being done now was to distract Jiang Linxian.

But... what exactly was Zhuang Renhe hiding?

Late at night.

The four of them drank until their faces were red, and with seven parts of drunkenness, they swayed back to the Anning Guard station.

After parting.

Only then did Li Rui rub his eyebrows and walk toward his own mansion.

Just as he entered the door.

He saw Wang Zhao and Yang Yong hadn't slept yet, sitting in the courtyard to enjoy the cool.

Wang Zhao saw Li Rui return and hurried to stand up: "Master, a letter was sent to you from the post station today."

"My letter?"

Li Rui raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had spent most of his life in Qinghe, had no relatives or family outside, and almost no friends; who would send him a letter.

Wang Zhao saw this and nodded immediately:

"It's a letter from Miss Yao."

Thanks to the Silver Alliance of the Warm Sun boss, working hard to code words and add updates.

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