Chapter 36: Red Sleeves
"Three Folds of Cloud Dragon" is the unique martial art of Shushan Sword Sect. Its shape is as agile as a swimming dragon. When the momentum of rising is about to end, it can rise immediately by circling the body in the air without the help of any objects.
If you do this again and again, after three times in a row, you will be able to easily reach the top of even the highest and most dangerous mountain.
It belongs to the top echelon , but it is relatively difficult to practice.
Su Yunsheng and Sun Lang discussed it for many days, but they could only use it superficially and could not get the point.
When Cao Jinxing asked the question, the two of them quickly pointed out what they didn't understand.
Cao Jinxing answered them one by one, and he could easily grasp the true meaning. After three questions, Su Yunsheng and Sun Lang were already full of admiration for him.
Impressed!
With just a few glances, he was able to integrate the sixth-grade spiritual weapon to such an extent. What a terrifying level of comprehension!
Their qualifications were actually not bad, and their strength had always been at the forefront among the general banners. However, they were of poor origin, and their fathers had been implicated in the "Great Ceremony" incident in the early years of the Jiajing period. They were considered to be descendants of criminal officials, and had been ostracized ever since.
Without money, connections, and a poor background, it is harder to get promoted than to climb to the sky.
This time, it was because Liu Zhenyuan valued Cao Jinxing and wanted to find two assistants for him who had clean backgrounds and were not involved in any messy forces, so he picked them out from the corners.
After teaching them, Cao Jinxing found a long corridor and began to try to integrate "Three Folds of the Cloud Dragon" into "Lightning God Steps".
"Lightning Walk" is not fancy, it only focuses on two words: explosion.
Precisely because of its purity, its speed is far superior to other light skills, but it is far behind in terms of coordination of martial arts.
It can usually only be used to escape.
The master of thieves created this light skill to facilitate climbing walls and running on rooftops, so as to quickly create distance after stealing treasures.
Until it fell into Cao Jinxing's hands.
Combined with the quick sword-drawing technique of "Xinyou Sword Art" and the powerful explosive power of "Hanchan Gong", it became a great help for him to kill people.
In his hands, this set of "Lightning Steps" can allow him to move freely in the midst of thousands of troops, and killing people and beheading them is as easy as taking something out of a bag!
"'Cloud Dragon Three Folds' uses the method of stacking strength, a three-stage explosion. This can be used in 'Lightning God Steps'..."
then.
But there was a flash of lightning in the corridor, back and forth. After three speed increases, the figure disappeared completely and the lightning became dimmer and silent, like a ghost.
Towards the end, it was like teleportation!
"Good light skill."
Bang bang bang!
Some people applauded softly.
Cao Jinxing stopped, with countless afterimages floating behind him. He turned around and looked towards the end of the corridor.
A man walked out from there, wearing a Feiyu suit of a thousand-household grade, with a handsome appearance and a long sword at his waist.
The sword is gorgeous in shape and has a sinister aura!
As soon as it appeared, Cao Jinxing suddenly felt the [Snow Soul] on his waist tremble slightly, making a low sound, faintly echoing with the sword.
"Don't be surprised."
The visitor said, "Xuepo and Ningguang were made from the same furnace and the same piece of Kunlun's ten-thousand-year-old cold iron. One takes its coldness, and the other takes its sharpness. They are considered brother swords."
He strode closer and said, "I didn't expect this sword to fall into your hands. It's fate. My name is Shen Xiang, Brother Cao, nice to meet you."
The information flashed through Cao Jinxing's mind.
Shen Xiang is the twelfth of the Thirteen Guardians of the Northern and Southern Pacification Offices. He is also a rare genius in the Shushan Sword Sect that appears once in a hundred years and his reputation spreads far and wide.
Because Thirteen died in battle in the northwest half a year ago, the position has been vacant ever since, and he has become the youngest of the current "Thirteen Guardians".
There is only a half-level difference between a deputy captain and a captain, but half a level is still a difference, so he should be shown courtesy.
Unless he meets someone he particularly dislikes, Cao Jinxing doesn't care about this.
"Meet Captain Shen."
He clasped his fists in salute.
“No need.”
Shen Xiang said, "You and I are both thousand households, and we are destined to use the same sword. Let's not talk nonsense. Why are you here?"
Cao Jinxing said: "The governor sent me to guard the imperial prison."
"Ha ha."
Shen Xiang smiled: "I think he wants you to come here to rest. I am the captain of the imperial prison. Since he didn't ask you to replace me, he just let you have a name so that you can move freely."
They are all wise people.
Cao Jinxing did not hide it and said with a smile: "Yes, I have some personal matters these days and may be out at any time. I hope Captain Shen will be accommodating."
"no problem."
Shen Xiang said casually, "I just finished my mission and came here to rest. It's convenient for others to benefit myself. The prison is full of traps, and there are other forces guarding it in secret, so there's no need to lock up the two thousand households. However, there are many vicious criminals imprisoned here, so there are still a few things to pay attention to. It's a good opportunity for me to take you around."
"good."
Cao Jinxing is quick to follow good advice.
…
Just as Cao Jinxing was following Shen Xiang to familiarize himself with the imperial prison, Lu Kunlun secretly followed behind Lao Zhou, staring at him without blinking.
This old fellow's "Thousand Transformations" is extraordinary. If you don't look closely, he will change his face in the blink of an eye.
He was extra careful this time.
After successfully following out of the ghost market with the help of luminous powder, Lao Zhou seemed to relax.
Even during the day, when the luminous powder lost its effect, he could still follow far behind her without being discovered.
From the end of the market in the early morning to the afternoon of the same day, Lu Kunlun stared at him for several hours. He sat in a small tea stall at a crossroads in the far suburbs and drank tea.
The tea stall was unremarkable, and its only advantage might be that it was located in a remote area.
No matter the shopkeeper, waiter or cook, none of them knew martial arts, and even the passers-by were mostly local farmers.
"We should be waiting for someone..."
Lu Kunlun thought to himself: "It took a lot of effort to choose a place like this to meet..."
He had a hunch that the person who came was most likely the one who brewed peach blossom wine. This wine was the most expensive and profitable, so it was understandable that Lao Zhou took it first.
But the facts were beyond his expectations.
Lao Zhou waited until the sun set, and even closed his eyes to rest for a while, but still no one came.
Lu Kunlun originally thought that Lao Zhou had discovered him and was deliberately playing a trick on him, making him squat on the tree for most of the day in vain. But when he saw the increasingly worried look on Lao Zhou's face, he felt something was wrong.
Finally, a fast horse arrived .
An errand boy got off his horse, glanced at the people at the tea stall, and handed Lao Zhou a letter.
Lao Zhou took the letter, tore open the envelope, took out the letter and looked at it. His face changed drastically and he immediately used his Qinggong to rush out!
He was so fast that he was gone before Lu Kunlun could even react.
"Fuck! I'm so tired from squatting!"
Just as Lu Kunlun was about to stand up and catch up, his thigh muscles cramped and he almost fell from the tree. He could only watch Lao Zhou disappear into the mountains.
Judging from the direction, it seems to be heading to the city.
The only person left standing there was the errand boy, looking confused.
He was just a letter deliveryman. He had no idea what was in the letter and it was none of his business.
He jumped on his horse and was about to ride away.
"etc!"
A shout from far away.
The errand runner looked up and saw a beggar climbing down from a big tree a hundred meters away. After landing, he walked with a limp.
"Don't leave yet, find out something!"
Lu Kunlun's attire might be looked down upon, and he was afraid that the errand boy would not take it seriously, so he took out a silver coin and threw it over as he walked.
The errand boy really pulled the reins, dismounted, and waited for him to pass.
"Just now, what happened?"
Lu Kunlun pressed acupuncture points and used his true Qi to calm the tendons and veins in his legs, slowly restoring his condition to normal.
The errand boy said, "Someone gave me a letter yesterday and told me that if he didn't pick it up after 3 p.m. today, he would let me deliver the letter to the old man sitting in the corner of the tea stall at Shizilin."
"What does that person look like?"
"Well……"
The errand runner was in a difficult position. It was not that he could not say anything, but he was thinking about how to say it. After all, he was a customer and it was ok for him to talk behind his back, but it was really disrespectful not to say anything nice.
Lu Kunlun handed over another penny.
“Very ugly!”
The errand boy said, "That man is short and plump, with a protruding belly, pockmarks on his face, and unkempt. He smells... well... like a rat in a stinky ditch."
Not to mention the appearance, the smell alone made him unforgettable at first sight.
"But he is very rich."
The errand boy showed an envious expression on his face: "After that man handed me the letter, he turned around and walked into Hong Xiu Zhao, hugged two girls and went upstairs. It was obvious that he was a regular customer. He is really lucky."
Lu Kunlun: "Red Sleeves?"
The errand boy said, "You are not from here. Hong Xiu Zhao is one of the best brothels in Beijing. The girls there are both beautiful and talented, especially the top girl Su Miaoyun, who plays the zither so well that everyone who hears it says it is heavenly music!"
"hehe."
Lu Kunlun sneered in his heart, what the hell can a prostitute talk about fairy music? What a bunch of ignorant mortals!
It seems that the problem lies in this red sleeve move... Maybe that person had a premonition that something bad would happen to him, so he left a letter for Lao Zhou. I just don't know what it was, so I have to be careful...
