Chapter 24 Zheng Peng's 50,000 Troops
Liu Hu was resting with his eyes closed in the house. Luo Fanchen followed him in quietly, and Liu Hu opened his eyes slightly.
"Boss, I heard that Tang Ya gave you the "Sea Ice Heart Sutra"? " Luo Fanchen stated the purpose of his visit. When he heard Xuemei talking just now, he was too embarrassed to step forward. Now that Liu Hu was alone, he naturally came over, his eyes scanning the surroundings from time to time, as if he wanted to find the secret book.
Liu Hu had no idea what Tang Ya gave him. He took out the secret book from his clothes, threw it to Luo Fanchen, and then closed his eyes to rest. After all, this kind of thing was of no use to him.
Luo Fanchen took the book and quickly flipped through it carefully. After reading it for a while, he said, "Boss, didn't you take a closer look at what this secret book says?"
Liu Hu was quite interested in martial arts at the beginning. Whenever there was any martial arts secret manual, he always liked to study it. As time passed, he knew his own strengths and weaknesses, and his original passion was almost gone.
After all, no matter how much you read, it is futile. Why add to your own troubles?
Liu Hu said without even raising his eyes: "I didn't see it. If you like it, take it away quickly and don't bother me here."
Luo Fanchen walked up to Liu Hu, opened the "Sea Ice Heart Art" and said, "Boss, this is the top secret book of the inner sect. Even people without any martial arts foundation can learn it."
"Oh?" Liu Hu then opened his eyes, took the book from Luo Fanchen's hand, and began to read it word by word.
The more Liu Hu looked at it, the more surprised he was. How could there be such a wonderful martial art in the world?
The book says that God is merciful and treats everyone fairly. In this world, no one is born unsuitable for martial arts. It all depends on acquired practice and training.
Liu Hu had no interest in reading those motivational speeches, and went straight to the front to look at the cultivation methods. After reading them, he felt a little disappointed. Not to mention how difficult it was to change the marrow and body, the practice method actually required absorbing other people's skills, which was simply an enhanced version of the Star-Absorbing Technique.
"Boss, this should have been left behind by an evil cultivator, so even I haven't seen it." Luo Fanchen looked at Liu Hu's changeable expression and began to explain.
"Three hundred years ago, there was a great war between good and evil, and the good won a great victory. Most of the evil cultivators were driven into the desert. The conditions in the desert are harsh, and the climate is bad. Many evil cultivators died there, and some skills were lost. This is one of them."
"In fact, Boss, you don't have to care about good and evil. There is no good and evil in martial arts. Some people hold a seven-foot sword, but some use it to uphold justice, while others use it to commit crimes. It still depends on the person holding the sword."
Liu Hu understood the truth, and his difficulty came from the fact that the training method was too harsh.
"Boss, it will take me about three months to prepare all the herbs mentioned in it. Once we get to Houcheng, we will start to change the marrow and body."
"Why didn't you say it earlier?" After hearing this, Liu Hu finally had a smile on his face. Finally, he could go into the sky and into the earth, fly with a sword, and travel to the nineteen continents with one sword energy.
"Who is the strongest person in the world now?" Liu Hu began to fantasize in his heart. If he could directly absorb the power of the strongest person, wouldn't he become the best in the world?
Luo Fanchen didn't know what Liu Hu was thinking. He thought for a moment and said, "Probably the Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion."
"Then how powerful is he?" Ever since he came to this world, he began to collect various information, but he knew very little about the top ones.
Luo Fanchen was afraid that Liu Hu didn't understand, so he explained in plain language: "If an ordinary person can survive for a breath after being bitten by my snake, then he should be able to live for about half a day with his internal energy."
Having never fought against the Sword Master in real life, Luo Fanchen was not sure and could only give a rough estimate.
"Then it's useless." Liu Hu was even more disappointed after hearing this. He thought he could go to heaven and earth.
Luo Fanchen finally understood what Liu Hu meant, and smiled, "Martial arts is about strengthening the body. No matter how high a person's martial arts skills are, he can't compete with thousands of troops. With internal strength, it is unknown whether the leader of Lingxiao Pavilion can defeat thousands of troops . After all, no one has seen him use his full strength."
"By the way, boss, Zheng Peng is coming with 50,000 elite soldiers. Will he?" Luo Fanchen has a lot of contact with Zheng Peng, but that doesn't mean personal feelings will override Liu Hu's safety.
It has not been long since Liu Hu left Shangjing, and various forces are intertwined. Zheng Peng suddenly arrived with 50,000 people. Who knows what it means?
Zheng Peng's First Corps had a total of only 300,000 people, half of whom were new recruits and half were veterans, so the 50,000 elite soldiers basically accounted for 90% of Zheng Peng's combat power.
"Zheng Peng is my brother. He must have his reasons for bringing people here. How long will it take?" Liu Hu said as he looked carefully at the "Haina Bingxin Jue" in his hand.
Luo Fanchen calculated the time and said, "Probably another hour."
"He will naturally see me when he arrives, there's no rush." Liu Hu said indifferently.
Zheng Peng had followed him from Lingnan through his battles and had saved him from danger many times. Liu Hu did not believe that he could harm him.
Luo Fanchen is not as optimistic as Liu Hu. People always change. Some people can share hardships but not wealth. Since Liu Hu entered the court, their status has also risen. Naturally, they can no longer be the same as before.
Time passed by little by little, and Luo Fanchen stayed quietly beside Liu Hu until the Qingyiwei came to report that Zheng Peng had arrived downstairs. Only then did Liu Hu close the book and slowly walk downstairs.
When he walked to the first floor, he saw more than twenty blue-clothed guards standing on both sides of Zheng Peng, all of them with a wary look on their faces. Zheng Peng was drinking tea one sip after another, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
"Xiaopeng, you're here." Liu Hu saw the fair-faced scholar in front of him. He had followed him in battles when he was sixteen or seventeen years old. Now, four years have passed, and he has become even taller and more upright.
Hearing the voice, Zheng Peng quickly stopped drinking water and put the tea bowl on the table. After looking at Liu Hu clearly, he said with some excitement on his face: "Boss."
When Liu Hu heard Zheng Peng calling him "Boss", he knew that Zheng Peng had not changed and was still the same Zheng Peng.
"Sit down." Liu Hu sat on a chair beside him and motioned Zheng Peng to relax.
Because he had important matters to report, Zheng Peng did not dare to sit down. After bowing to Liu Hu, he just stood there quietly.
"What's wrong? Haven't you listened to me after not seeing me for a few days?" Liu Hu teased with a smile. Zheng Peng quickly muttered that he didn't dare and sat down as well.
"I heard that you brought 50,000 elite troops with you. What's the matter?"
Zheng Peng was startled, and looked at the blue-clothed guards around him. Then he came to Liu Hu's side, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I heard from my men that someone is coming to attack here."
"Oh?" Liu Hu couldn't understand. Now was the time when all countries were recuperating, but there were still people who wanted to stir up trouble?
