Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 615 National fortune, secret technique!

  Xue Ning led Lu Fengxian all the way to the door before stopping.

  Zhang Jing turned around: "The general stays, let's talk about it another day."

   "Okay," Xue Ning nodded heavily.

  He is not good at words. Although he agreed to join Zhang Jing's camp, he still has some bottom lines.

   "Feng Xian Xian nephew."

  Zhang Jing looked at Lu Fengxian with a smile on his face.

   Lu Fengxian is over a hundred years old, and Zhang Jing is only in his thirties, but no one is absolutely wrong when he calls a good nephew, even Lu Fengxian himself is complacent.

   This is what strength brings.

   It is not a joke that strength is respected. Zhang Jing and Xue Ning are of the same generation, so they are naturally a generation higher than Lu Fengxian.

   "Great Governor"

   Lu Fengxian bowed slightly to show respect.

   "Your cultivation base has reached the peak of Jindan, and the next step is to achieve the realm of Yuanshen. You must consult General Xue for advice. If you have any doubts, you can also come to the governor."

   "Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, if my nephew has any questions in the future, I will definitely ask for advice."

   Lu Fengxian had a respectful expression on his face.

   "Hahaha, please go back, both of you."

   After finishing speaking, Zhang Jing stepped out, and his figure slowly merged into the void.

  Looking at the back of Zhang Jing leaving, Xue Ning sighed slightly.

   "Why does foster father sigh?" Lu Fengxian asked softly.

"Zhang Jing's power in the court is unmatched, but he still tried his best to win over him as his father. He is not a generation who has lived under others for a long time. Before that, he had been practicing in seclusion and did not get involved in the disputes of the court. The court can still be stable. If he"

  Xue Ning sighed, and didn't say anything more about this aspect.

  Just said: "It's just that the unicorn blood in his hand is really useful for being a father."

   Lu Fengxian narrowed his eyes:

   "From my point of view, Chief Commander Zhang doesn't seem to have any other intentions. He just wants to make friends with the adoptive father. Maybe the adoptive father thinks too much."

   "I hope so"

  After coming out of Xue's mansion, Zhang Jing's first goal was achieved. To win Xue Ning into his camp, no one in the court could easily check and balance him.

   All I paid was some unicorn blood, it was worth it!

   Besides, his adoptive son is also quite interesting.

  However, Zhang Jing didn't feel that Xue Ning was pulled into his camp forever just like that. Xue Ning was more loyal than Han Qianshu, and the royal family had made a lot of efforts when he was promoted to the realm of heaven and man.

  What Zhang Jing wants is Xue Ning's attitude. When the real thing is done, I believe Xue Ning can see the situation clearly. If he can't see clearly, Zhang Jing will help him to see clearly.

  After visiting Xue Ning, Zhang Jing went to visit Uncle Duan again.

  Although this old guy is also in his camp, but he is too careful, Zhang Jing must frighten him a little.

  As Zhang Jing expected, when he saw Zhang Jing for the first time, Uncle Duan's pupils shrank deeply, obviously shocked by Zhang Jing's faint aura.

   And this is what Zhang Jing wants to see.

   "The governor really answered a word," Uncle Duan quickly recovered his expression after being shocked, and turned into an old well without waves.

   "What?" Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows.

   "If you don't see each other in a day, it's like three autumns."

  Zhang Jing: "Hehe."

  Uncle Boduan: "I don't know why the governor is here?"

   Zhang Jing followed suit and took out a bottle of unicorn blood and put it in front of Uncle Duan.

   "This is the governor?" Uncle Duan asked hesitantly.

   "The Japanese governor has been away all the time. By chance, he met Jiang Youdao of the Demon Yin Sect. He exchanged some unicorn blood from his hand, thinking that it could help the national teacher's injury."

   "I'm worried about the great governor, Pindao's injury is no longer serious"

  A trace of surprise flashed in Uncle Duan's eyes, his expression was uncertain.

   "Really. Ben Du is a little too concerned." Zhang Jing looked uncertain, and stretched out his hand slowly towards the porcelain bottle to take it back.

  But Uncle Duan took the first step to stop the porcelain vase, and chuckled: "But, Pindao, I would like to thank the Governor for caring about it, and Pindao will definitely remember it in his heart."

   "Hehe. That's good."

   "The governor is going to wipe out all the rebellious forces within the country in a few days, and restore my Daqi to its former glory. I don't know what the national teacher thinks? Is it support or..."

   Zhang Jing said lightly.

  Uncle Duan narrowed his eyes:

   "Since the governor has decided to do something, he must be aware of it. Pindao is naturally happy to see the result. As long as the governor needs anything, Pindao will do his best to help."

   "The national teacher is really concerned about the country and the people, and the governor is right." Zhang Jing smiled slightly.

   "Both the general and fellow Taoist Yuqingzi suffered serious injuries. The governor should actually send the Qilin blood to them. It would be a waste to give it to the poor."

   Uncle Duan said suddenly.

   "Hondo just came out from the Great General"

  Uncle Duan took a deep look at Zhang Jing and nodded: "Since the governor has already thought about it, the poor Taoist will stop talking."

   "National teacher practice, the governor will retire first."

   Zhang Jing stood up, ready to leave.

   "The governor stays for a while," Uncle Duan said hastily.

  Zhang Jing: "What else is there for the National Teacher?"

   After a moment of silence, Uncle Duan suddenly said:

   "Pindao would like to ask the governor to do me a favor in the future."

   "What's busy?"

   "It's not a dangerous thing. It just needs the governor to protect Pindao once. Pindao has practiced a supernatural power and has completed all the preparations, but I feel a little throbbing in my heart, lest there will be any accidents at that time."

   "The superintendent's supernatural powers are superb, I'm afraid no one in the realm of Faxiang can be an opponent. In fact, even if the superintendent doesn't come to find Pindao, Pindao will visit Zhang's mansion."

  Uncle Duan raised his head and looked at Zhang Jing.

   "The national teacher is absurd, the governor is just a little supernatural power, it's nothing," Zhang Jing waved his hand.

   "If this happens, Pindao will definitely support the Governor with all his strength in the future. No matter what the Governor wants to do, Pindao will definitely stand on the side of the Governor."

  Uncle Duan made a serious statement.

  Obviously, the supernatural powers he practiced must have a lot of secrets.

   "Really?" Zhang Jing's face turned flat, and the atmosphere in the secret room fell silent instantly.

  Shu Boduan: "Pindao has always kept his word."

   Zhang mirror: "."

   Why do you feel that these words are somewhat familiar.

   "Okay, since the national teacher said so, the governor will definitely help when the time comes."

   "Thank you, Commander," Uncle Duan showed a happy expression.

   "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, the governor also has a small request, I hope the national teacher can agree."

   "The governor, please speak."

   "I heard that there is a secret technique in the hands of the national teacher, which can be practiced with the help of the national fortune. Zhang has longed for it for a long time. I wonder if I can take a look?"

   "Did Xiao Zhuguo inform the governor?"

   Zhang Jing smiled and said nothing.

   "Since the governor is interested, this method should be used."

  Uncle Duan took out a piece of tough yellow paper from his arms and handed it to Zhang Jing.

  Its such a straightforward appearance made Zhang Jing feel that something was wrong, as if this uncle Duan was very skilled. But he didn't look at it carefully, and put it directly into his arms.

   "When will the national teacher plan to practice that supernatural power?" Zhang Jing inadvertently glanced at the direction behind Uncle Duan and asked casually.

   "This matter is not urgent. Pindao probably will wait until the governor clears up the separatist forces in the world."

  Uncle Duan chuckled.

   "If that's the case, it's enough for the national teacher to inform the governor in advance when the time comes, and the governor will leave first."

   Zhang Jing said.

   "The governor walks slowly."

   Zhang Jing nodded, turned around and melted into the void.

  After Zhang Jing walked away for a while, Uncle Duan slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again, turned around and walked into the wall behind.

   With a light wave, the wall was like a mirror in water, with waves, and Uncle Duan stepped in with a blank expression on his face.

  Late at night,

   Zhangfu.

   Zhang Jing looked solemnly at the writing on the parchment handed to him by his uncle.

   This is the secret technique that Uncle Duan practiced with the help of the fortune of the country.

   There is no name, and it seems that it is just something that uncle Duan found out. It is indeed helpful to practice, but it is not as big as imagined.

  Because this national destiny is too loose and has no cohesive force, and nearly half of the national destiny seems to be immobile, which can only be said to be of little help to those who practice. If you want to count on this thing to step into the holiness, the chance is too slim.

  Actually, even at the current state, Zhang Jing is still a little confused about the state of manifesting the sage. What is the sage?

  Zhang Jing doesn't have much clue now, because in the Eastern Qi court, apart from the holy ancestor, the strongest is just the pinnacle of reality.

   Unless it is to ask those sages in the world for advice, regardless of Zhang Jing's identity or Li Zheng's identity, it is basically impossible to ask for advice.

   Zhang Jing sighed secretly, and put away the yellow paper. With the position of the chief inspector of the Zhenwu Division, Zhang Jing can practice with the help of the national fortune, and he is also ready to try.

  The secret technique was discovered by Uncle Duan. Zhang Jing believes that he can also explore on this basis, and there may be some surprises.

  As for the lack of cohesion in Dongqi's national fortune, Zhang Jing thinks that the main reason should be the emperor.

  The emperor's own cultivation has no innate realm, and he can't even perceive the vitality of heaven and earth. It is indeed impossible to use any national fortune. Those national fortunes converge on the emperor, and it is only because of the emperor's identity.

   Moreover, maybe this is also the successor left by the holy ancestor, otherwise, choosing a golden core master from the royal family to be the emperor, wouldn't it be more stable than ordinary people?

   Zhang Jing thought to himself.

  Suddenly, Zhang Jingjing raised his head as if sensing something, and looked into the distance.

  Through the Dharma Eye, Zhang Jing sensed the movement outside the Zhang Mansion, and a man in black sneaked into the Zhang Mansion. After sensing the aura on his body, a playful look flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

Zhang Jing slowly let out a trace of breath for the man in black to perceive. After a while, the man in black slowly pushed open the door of the room, walked in, bowed to Zhang Jing who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and pulled the black scarf Down:

   "Nephew Fengxian, he took the liberty to visit late at night, I hope the governor will not blame him!"

  (end of this chapter)