Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 423: No equipment and no sleep

Chapter 423 No weapon nor sleep

The blind man disappeared, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and the moon and stars were sparse outside the window.

It’s still night...

Maybe I went to bed too early. Everyone fell asleep while the dinner was still going on. I don’t know what time it is now.

I roughly felt the condition of my body, and it was still quite painful, but it basically didn’t affect getting out of bed and walking... Being able to fall to the ground so quickly after being stabbed in the chest, the medicine of the Four Symbols Sect has indeed begun to become a fantasy...

Of course, it has something to do with the achievement of the Blood Shura Body. Although the Blood Shura Body is not defensive, it is thicker than the normal body. Its life energy and blood are also extremely strong, and its ability to resist and recover is strong. a lot of.

It is indeed necessary to raise the Blood Shura Body further...

I have fought many times beyond the level, or now I am victorious at the same level. In addition to my knowledge of sword skills, I have a lot to do with the Blood Shura Body. After all, my strength is stronger than those of the same level. This is the basis for my performance.

Judging from the situation of this battle, the invulnerability of the Corpse Demon can be regarded as a kind of special physique. If the world changes drastically in the future and everyone has various special physiques, I will no longer stand out and have no advantage.

On the contrary, the disadvantage should be highlighted - after all, my meridians are still slightly weaker than ordinary people. I solved this problem before to the extent that I can practice the first secret well. What next? It must be insufficient.

The blind man's meaning is very clear. No matter how the situation in the world changes, you alone cannot play a big role. The most important thing for him is to improve his own practice.

In fact, it was only the first month for Zhao Changhe to open the first level of the secret treasure. He entered the list in early February, and it has only been a month and a half so far. There is inevitably a subconscious feeling in his heart that "I have just reached this position, let's stop for a while," but In the eyes of the blind man, this stage is no different from the small stage of one or two levels at the entrance, there is nothing to stop...

The vision is different.

Now that the secret-level skills of the Blood Evil Technique are available, the next step for upgrading the Blood Shura Body is also known. It is indeed possible to go straight to the second-level secret treasure. Including the star mind required for sword-making, it should be possible to open the way at this stage.

If there is a serious separation between this world and the previous era, then the steps connecting the two are various secret realms. Among them, there are ethnic groups like the Ancient Spirit Clan, which contains a lot of things suitable for exploration at this stage. .

There may be many groups like this, such as the Sea Clan, but the ones with the deepest roots are the Ancient Spirit Clan... You really should go for a walk.

But I always feel that the world is undergoing great changes. Is it appropriate to go to a large dungeon at this time and hide from the outside world? I don’t know how many months it will take...

Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment and walked to the window.

I was suddenly stunned. Under the moonlight, there was a bottle of medicine on the window sill table, and there was actually a bowl of medicinal soup.

Zhao Changhe picked up the medicinal soup, smelled it, and took a sip. The medicinal soup was just warm.

This formula... thick evening makeup style. She taught me all about medicine and pharmacology, and I recognized it as soon as I took a sip.

A scene emerged in Zhao Changhe's mind. Tang Wanzhuang finished the socializing and hurriedly hid in the house to boil the medicine with his own hands. He secretly brought it over at night and entered through the window.

Then he looked at him sleeping without disturbing him, carefully put the medicine aside, looked back, and left gently.

Just thinking of such a picture can make people feel soft in their hearts.

Zhao Changhe thought for a while, drank the medicine in one gulp, pushed the door open, and planned to talk to Tang Wanzhuang.

I don’t know whether it’s about future thoughts or love.

Actually, he could think a little deeper.

Tang Wanzhuang not only made the medicine with her own hands and brought it to him, but also stood in the room under the moonlight and quietly watched his sleeping state for half an hour.

Before leaving, she touched his face... then she stopped her hand as if she was electrocuted, and quickly left through the window.

If Zhao Changhe knew such a scene, he would probably feel like he was floating when he walked...

Only after walking out did he realize that he had no idea which courtyard Tang Wanzhuang lived in.

This is the former Kuaiji Prefect’s Mansion and later the Maitreya Cult Master’s Mansion. After Tang Buqi moved in, it obviously went through a major purge. Now there are no servants in the mansion at all. Ying Wu, Cui Yang and others all live by themselves, and there is no need for them. Servants and guards make it difficult to find anyone to question.

Let go of your five senses and listen carefully. There are still noises in the city. Tang Buqi directed the finishing work and cleaned up the remaining Maitreya party members in the city. He worked until late at night...

It’s really not easy, this guy... I don’t know if he’s back to rest now.

Zhao Changhe sighed, dodged his figure, and went straight to the main courtyard.

As for Tang Buqi's aunt, she must have arranged for her to live in the main house. There is no need to ask.

Zhao Changhe quietly arrived at the main courtyard of the back house, but there were still no servants. The moonlight shines like water in the courtyard, and a stone table glows with a quiet light. There are still leftover teas on it that have not been cleaned.

Coming to Kuaiji for a decisive battle, Baoqin was obviously not there. He imagined the scene of Tang Wanzhuang drinking tea alone in the courtyard and sighing at the moon. Zhao Changhe felt more and more itchy, so he gently stepped forward and knocked on the door.

She must not have slept. The medicinal soup just now was still warm. She obviously just came back not long ago.

There was a knock on the door, and as expected, the sound of getting dressed came from inside, and the door opened with a creak.

Zhao Changhe’s smile froze on his face.

Tang Buqi's big face appeared in front of him, with a pair of sleepy dark circles under his eyes, and he asked helplessly: "Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"

Damn it, you actually use the main house for yourself. I can’t believe that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are so filial...

Zhao Changhe coughed twice: "I was recovering from my injuries and fell into a coma. When I woke up, it was dark. You are the commander-in-chief. Of course, I should talk to you about everything. Well, I thought your cultivation was advanced and you didn't need to sleep much, so I didn't bother you. Right? ”

Tang Buqi sighed: "I just went to bed and was ready to rest...it's nothing, just chat."

As he said that, he went to the stone table to make tea: "This is why Master Yuan Cheng came here to drink tea just now. I didn't even have the energy to clean it up."

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe sat aside and opened his wine gourd: "Stop boiling water, have some wine?"

Tang Buqi smiled and said: "That's right, I forgot that you are not as interested in tea as wine."

Actually, Zhao Changhe is also interested in tea now, but he just doesn’t want to waste time boiling water, so he just makes a few remarks and then withdraws...

He poured wine for Tang Buqi as if nothing had happened, and sighed: "Unexpectedly, now you have become a famous general in Daxia..."

Tang Buqi said: "I'm not a famous general. To be honest, I can't show my level in fighting the Maitreya Sect. If I really fight against the Wang family one day, I can probably verify some of my quality."

"I feel like Wang Zhaoling can't beat you, at least he doesn't have your battle experience."

"There are a lot of people in the Wang family who have fought with barbarians." Tang Buqi did not say this, but instead said: "Speaking of which, wasn't I afraid of death at the beginning? I was worried that one person and one sword could travel around the world and die at any time without knowing where he would die. Now... I now find that directing battles is actually more suitable for me. After all, there are not many times when the commander personally rushes into battle. When it is really necessary, I am not afraid."

"Because this is a battle that I have planned and prepared for, do I feel confident?"

"Almost..." Tang Buqi said with a smile: "Although deep down I still envy Jianghu's chic... Ha, maybe it's not suitable for me from the beginning to the end. That is a stage prepared for people like you."

"No, aren't you quite suitable for riding a horse and leaning on a bridge, wearing red sleeves all over the building? This is also chic."

Tang Buqi looked at him sideways: "Is this why you are messing around with women?"

Zhao Changhe sipped his wine and said nothing.

Tang Buqi was terribly sleepy and said blearily: "I'm too lazy to talk to you now. Why are you talking to me about these stupid things in the middle of the night? If you have anything serious to say, hurry up. I want to sleep. ..."

I actually just want to ask you where your aunt lives. Can I ask now? Will you draw a sword and stab me?

Zhao Changhe was searching for topics when he heard Tang Wanzhuang's voice coming from outside the hospital: "Why don't you two rest? Are you drinking here in the middle of the night? Do you still need your health?"

Looking back, Tang Wanzhuang walked leisurely from outside. Under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as a phantom.

Tang Buqi was about to accuse me of not caring about my health. I just went to bed after a tired day and this guy came here out of nowhere and made a lot of praise without knowing what he was doing...

Before the words came out, Zhao Changhe said first: "My minor injury has been carefully prepared with medicine, and it is almost healed... I was bored at night, so I went out for a walk, and happened to be neither in bed nor in bed, so I chatted about old things, which was quite interesting. For speculation..."

Tang Buqi: "..."

Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes turned a few times on their faces, and they seemed to be smiling: "Buqi worked very hard today, let him rest first, you brothers can talk about it tomorrow. Come with me, Let me see your injury."

Tang Buqi blurted out: "No, I'm in good spirits. Auntie, why don't we have a drink with him instead of being alone with him?"

The dog man and woman stared at him together and said in unison: "What does it mean for a junior to have an adult say something? Go to your sleep!"

Tang Buqi is inexplicably sad and angry. You don’t want to act anymore, right?