MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill

Since they are here, it will not be worthwhile if we don’t beat this compassionate monk to death.

As Zhou An pointed his sword at Ci Xin, everyone present was frightened by the evil aura on Zhou An's body and all took a step back.

 The terrifying evil spirit makes people’s breathing stop.

 Some people were affected by Zhou An's evil spirit and turned their heads away unconsciously.

 No one dared to look directly at the scene.

Ci Xin was pointed at Zhou An's long knife, and she seemed to understand something. There was more coldness in her eyes, and there was also a kind of anger rising to the sky.

 “Ciyuan! Betrayed me!”

“Back then, when I was still a teenager, I picked him up in the snow!”

 “In Qinghuang Temple, he was bullied, I stood up for him!”

 “When I was in danger when I went out, I carried him across thousands of mountains and rivers to avoid being chased!”

 “But he betrayed me!”

 With every word he spoke, the anger of loving-kindness grew more intense.

 He himself is a supreme person and a rare master in the world.

 But now, he was extremely angry.

 There is nothing more heartbreaking than betrayal.

Compassion felt that the fire in his heart was about to burn up.

He glared at Zhou An angrily, and his tone became colder and colder: "Okay, in that case, let's have an ending at this time."

Zhou An looked at Ci Xin and sneered: "Betrayal, as the world often says, there is plenty of help when there is good means, and there is little help when there is bad means. You have also been rampant in the world, but you have forgotten that this is the country of Chu after all."

 That letter also explained the source of the information.

In Zhou An’s view, when compassion decides to occupy other people’s bodies, it has actually gone astray.

This is not a place for evil spirits, heretics, or charlatans. These are prohibited in the Chu Kingdom.

　　If compassion is not eliminated, one day it will lead to catastrophe.

As for his junior brother Ci Yuan, I can only say that he made the right choice.

 “No need to say anything more!”

Metta steps forward slowly.

 At his feet, golden lotuses appeared.

Golden Lotus dragged Ci Xin’s feet and flew towards the sky.

"Since you want to fight, then come. I heard that you are someone that Old Thief Wei admires?"

Compassionate Heart steps on the golden lotus and stands in the sky.

 Zhou An narrowed his eyes.

After the Flying Dragon Body Technique was activated, it also flew in mid-air, looking into the eyes of Compassion.

 “Black Jade, go back.”

Black Jade let out a cry and obediently returned to Zhou An's shadow.

 After doing all this, Zhou An looked at Ci Xin.

“When you mention Eunuch Wei at this time, do you want to beg for mercy?”

 “Begging for mercy?”

Ci Xin laughed loudly: "In the beginning, Old Thief Wei once went to Qinghuang Temple alone and made me lose face. Today, it is not bad to find some compensation in someone he admires."

 This sentence, to be understood more simply, means that he was beaten by Eunuch Wei.

Zhou An touched his chin: "How many people did Eunuch Wei beat when he was young? Why does it feel like his enemies are everywhere? This is a proper attribute of the protagonist."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Cixin looked into the distance: "Didn't you say we came to fight?"

At this time, the two of them were above the sky.

 Below, everyone was looking up.

 The aura of these two people is frightening.

 The otherworldly aura around Ci Xin and the golden lotus under her feet gave people a sense of oppression, just like a mountain, and the golden lotus was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Although Zhou An doesn't have that kind of special effect, just standing there with a long knife gives you the feeling that although you are strong, I, Zhou An, can do it with just one knife.

 The two of them just looked at each other.

Zhou An felt that he was suddenly excited again.

 This opponent is very strong.

 When he was in the cemetery, he was even more weird than that middle-aged man.



Zhou An very much hoped that the other party would let him use all possible means. He had not tried it for a long time.

 “Take my knife first.”

 If you want to fight, don't talk nonsense.

 Behind Zhou An, a ten-meter-tall holy spirit demonic body appeared.

After the Holy Spirit Demonic Body appeared, it glowed with a faint white light. Although it was not dazzling, it had a strong sense of oppression.

 It was as if we were not facing a giant thing ten meters high, but a mountain thousands of feet high.

Zhou An raised his long sword, and Pao Ding's sword skills fell from the sky.

The sky is filled with black and blue sword light, constantly splicing together.

The tiny sword lights merged into one, turning into a giant sword light that was hundreds of meters tall.

The Holy Spirit Demonic Body behind him also took action, and the condensed sword light stretched for a kilometer.

The two sword lights merged into one, Zhou An's sword light was inside, and the Holy Spirit Demonic Body's sword light was outside.

 The two merge into one and fall from the sky.

This knife can pierce the eardrum just by the sound of the wind.

 “Boom!”

 The roaring sound resounded between heaven and earth.

Compassion clasped his hands together, and a layer of faint light was constantly flashing around him.

This light has a greenish-yellow color and covers the whole body.

 The light of the thousand-meter sword fell on Ci Xin.

 The roaring sound is endless.

 The greenish-yellow color on Ci Xin's body shook for a while, and gradually returned to calm.

 The smoke dissipated, and the sword light also dissipated.

 The clouds in the sky, under this knife, seemed to be swept up by the strong wind and dissipated into nothingness.

Ci Xin took a deep breath, with endless greed in his eyes: "Okay! What a great swordsmanship!"

“If I capture you and obtain your body, your sword skills, and everything you have, they will be mine!”

 “It’s a disaster, but it’s also a blessing!”

After saying this, Metta raised her right hand.

On the palm of the hand, the green and yellow colors are constantly condensing, spinning in the hands of compassion, like a tiny vortex.

 The surrounding light is rotating and being sucked into the vortex.

Swing out with a single palm of loving-kindness.

 Green and yellow vortices shoot out rapidly.

 Wherever it passes, space begins to distort.

Zhou An watched the green and yellow vortex coming, his eyes shining with light.

After using the Flying Dragon Movement Technique, Zhou An was like a swimming dragon, passing by to the side.

When the vortex approached Zhou An, it suddenly exploded.

A vortex that was as small as the palm of your hand, exploded and stretched for a hundred meters, swallowing up all the surrounding light and swallowing Zhou An as well.

"That's right. This attack power is indeed worthy of being a top master."

 Zhou An narrowed his eyes.

 He stood outside the remaining power, on the edge, with a smile on his face.

The flying dragon's physical skills are so powerful, this attack is useless against him.

“Old monk, you are indeed better than my aunt, and you bring me more excitement.” Zhou An said with a smile.

“Boy, your aunt must also be a master. The loss is in your hands, but I am different.”

The compassionate monk said calmly: "You can attack against the odds, but you can't defeat me. As an extremely powerful person, even if you stick to a small body, it is beyond your imagination."

 “Don’t brag too much.”

An iron pot appeared in Zhou An's left hand: "It was just a test. You are just a little more troublesome than my aunt. If you want to kill me, then kill me."

 When the iron pot appeared, Cixin suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

 The iron pot and knife are Zhou An's famous things.

　　The sword and the pot are both unique. It is said that the knife can be used in adversity and the pot can be cut down.

 This is a rumor in the world, and it is also recognized.

Cixin took a deep breath, and before Zhou An could take action, she suddenly spread her arms.

 As he spread his arms, everything around him changed.

 The sky, which was originally clear and clear, became filled with dark clouds.

 In the sky, there are small thunder and lightnings like wind snakes, constantly shuttling in it.

 The rumble of thunder is dull and oppressive.

 In addition to the thunder and lightning, there are also shadows echoing in the sky.

Behind Ci Xin, solemn and solemn temples rise from the ground, standing between the sky and the earth.

 In the temple, the sound of Buddha is heard.

 Outside the temple, the shadow turned into the Buddha Vajra.

 The world between heaven and earth is washed by the light of Buddha.

“Blue and Yellow Buddha Kingdom, I haven’t used this technique for many years.”

Ci Xin looked at the shadow in the sky with a hint of emotion in his tone.

“Back then, I used this technique to fight against three masters of the same level, and I managed to escape unscathed, and even killed one of them.”

"Zhou An, if you can die from this move, you can rest in peace."

Compassion pointed to the Buddha Vajra in front of him and said: "Become them and become a part of my Blue and Yellow Buddha Kingdom."

As soon as these words came out, everything changed, like a sudden change in the wind and clouds.

 In the temple, the sound of Buddha's voice turned into a chilling sound.

 Outside the temple, the Buddha transformed into a demon-conquering vajra.

 Between heaven and earth, the light of Buddha turned into coldness.

 The entire Buddhist kingdom was an enemy of Zhou An.

 Below, He Sheng and others watched this scene with their throats rolling.

 There is something called fear lingering in my heart.

This is not because they are afraid, but because this attack has penetrated deep into the body and caused an instinctive reaction.

 Instinct is the most irresistible.

Zong Shanyin said cautiously: "The compassion back then was probably even more terrifying than it is now."

 Other members of the Suppressors, including the ascetics, nodded in agreement.

This is the pinnacle person of that era. Even if his current strength is only in the psychic realm, the sense of oppression he brings and the deep foundation he brings are unmatched by the true psychic realm.

He Sheng turned his head, feeling more determined than fear.

 He only said one sentence.

 “We…have Mr. Zhou.”

With just one sentence, all the members of the Town Spies raised their heads.

They looked at the young man standing in the Buddhist kingdom, and looked at the young man's long hair blown by the wind. Somehow, the fear in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

 “Master Zhou can fight against the odds.”

“He has never been defeated, and he has been fighting all the way from Anding County to now.”

 “Master Zhou is here, you can cut off the compassion!”

 At this moment, the members of Zhenshiji became as determined as He Sheng.

Standing high in the sky, Zhou An is the one facing the Buddhist kingdom directly, and he is also the one who feels it most clearly.

"Hahaha!"

Zhou An was not only not afraid, but also laughed loudly.

 In this Buddhist kingdom between heaven and earth, Zhou An faced the Demon-Conquering King Kong in the sky and smiled extremely arrogantly.

Just like all the demon-conquering diamonds in the sky are fake, Zhou An alone is the only true one in the world.

 “My sword has never been used with all its strength.”

 “My pot never boils smoothly.”

 Zhou An stopped laughing and turned his eyes cold: "Thank you very much for today, because I feel very happy."

The voice fell.

 In Zhou An's right hand, the gold ring squirmed.

 At the same time, a new long knife condensed and appeared in mid-air.

The light of the Holy Spirit Demonic Body flashed, and a second knife also appeared.

 This is his sword intention, the second sword at its peak.

"Come!"

 Zhou An wields his sword.

 The first sword cuts down the Demon King Kong.

 The second sword cuts off the Buddha's voice.

 The pot in your hand covers the entire Buddhist kingdom.

 Three moves were launched together, and the heaven and earth shook.

 The gloomy sky is stagnant.

The tiny thunder spots that were jumping around were torn into pieces.

The rumbling thunder is not as good as the whistling sound of Zhou An's long sword!

Compassionate eyes widened.

 At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his purpose, and the fighting spirit in his heart was aroused.

"Come!"

 He responded in the same way.

 The Demon-Conquering King Kong collides with the long knife.

 The sound of Buddha wraps around the long knife.

 And everything in those Buddhist countries wanted to stir up trouble in Zhou An.

Between heaven and earth, there was only a dazzling light.

No one can see clearly what is inside.

 Only the terrifying roar could be heard, echoing continuously.

He Sheng looked up at the sky and suddenly felt a cold feeling on his face.

"It's raining?"

 The rain fell. It was light rain at first, and then it turned into a heavy rain.

Before He Sheng and others had any idea, they heard Zhou An's voice echoing in the sky that they could not see directly.

 With a commanding tone.

“The battle is not over yet. Although the rain is atmospheric, I don’t like it.”

 “I won’t allow you to rain this rain.”

 A sword light shot into the sky.

 The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the rain seemed to suddenly stop and never appear again.

 At the same time, the light is slowly dissipating with the disappearance of the rain.

 At this time, everyone could see clearly.

The sky was miserable and empty.

The Demon-Conquering Vajra became tattered like garbage, the Buddha's voice was intermittent as if someone pinched the neck, and the Buddhist kingdom was dilapidated, as if it had been crushed by a giant hand...

 Everything is in ruins.

Zhou An stood with a knife in his hand, looked at the Demon-Conquering Pestle on his chest, and said with a smile: "It's really good, it can actually make me suffer a little skin injury."

The Demon-Conquering Pestle stood on Zhou An's chest, and Zhou An's body was golden.

 There is only a slight crack on the chest.

 This...can barely be considered a skin injury.

 “You are really smart.”

Zhou An sighed and said: "The Buddha's Sound, the Demon-Conquering Vajra and the Buddha's Kingdom are all your cover. The real killing move is the Demon-Conquering Pestle."

"You are the smartest fighter I have ever seen. My aunt can't compare to you."

Compassion's face was gray, and his body was broken and scarred.

 He lost, completely.

From the destruction of the Buddhist kingdom to his demon-conquering pestle, nothing could do anything to Zhou An.

 Zhou An's golden defense is too hard!

This time, Ci Xin knew that she was unable to fight anymore.

He listened to Zhou An mentioning his aunt many times, and subconsciously asked: "Who is your aunt, a top expert in our era?"

 Zhou An narrowed his eyes: "Just an unknown person."

Hearing the words, Cixin let out a long sigh.

 The demon-conquering pestle in his hand turned into ashes all over the sky.

 He fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

 “Surround!”

He Sheng immediately called people to surround him with compassion.

  “Wait a minute.”

 Zhou An said lightly and fell from the sky.

Everyone immediately took a step back, showing respect.

 At this moment, the remnants of that battle are still lingering in everyone's minds.

 The way they looked at Zhou An changed from respect to reverence.

Who doesn’t admire the strong, especially those like Zhen Si Si, they are originally from the world of martial arts.

 They have made no secret of their respect for Zhou An.

    “This is our Mr. Zhou, who is able to fight through adversity and has both a sword and a skillful skill. Being by Mr. Zhou’s side is worthy of bragging.”      This is what everyone is thinking.

 Zhou An didn't care about this and came to Cixin's side.

 Metta got up from the ground and kept sitting in the cross-legged posture.

He has run out of fuel and can no longer take action. Everything is just a flashback.

 The original appearance of a young man disappeared and he became an old monk.

 “I lost...”

Compassion’s eyes were cloudy: “Why?”

 “I’ve heard your story.”

Zhou An said calmly: "Before you faked your death, when you were young, it was said that there was a flood in a certain place. You stood in the water alone and used your Buddhist kingdom to block the flood for half a month. You did not move even half a step, and finally passed with all your strength."

“You were good once, but now that you are old, how can you be afraid of death?”

Cixin raised his head and said: "Everyone is afraid of death. When you are young, you are not afraid of death. But the longer you live, the more terrifying you are about death."

 “Zhou An, you are pretending to be compassionate here, talk to me, I know what you are thinking.”

"You are just afraid that I will die out of resentment, become weird and hurt your Huaixi Jing."

 At this time, loving kindness hits the mark.

 Zhou An smiled and said, "That's what I mean."

 He does have this idea.

　　It becomes weird, just cut it again, it’s just a little troublesome.

 So if we can put an end to it at this time, we will naturally put an end to it.

 “If you answer me a question, maybe I won’t have any resentment.”

The turbidity in Ci Xin's eyes is getting deeper and deeper, and he is already dying.

Zhou Andao: "What's the problem?"

 “Why did Ciyuan betray me!”

Compassionately smiled bitterly and said, "I treat him like a brother and a father. Why doesn't he...come with me?"

 No matter what kind of master you are, there is always a softness that touches your heart.

 In his entire life, Ci Xin has never owed anything to his junior brother.

 But in the end, he was betrayed by his junior brother.

“When you decide to use your life to survive, perhaps in Master Ciyuan’s heart, you are no longer his senior brother.”

Zhou An said slowly: "There is a saying in Buddhism that the world is safe and sound."

“Abbot Ciyuan is just on the side of the people.”

Compassionately nodded in understanding.

 He seemed to have thought of something.

 At that time when the wind and snow covered Qinghuang Temple, two young monks were sweeping the snow outside.

The older monk asked: "Ci Xin, if they bully you, just beat them out with your fists. If you are afraid of what they will do, your cultivation level is higher!"

 The young monk lowered his head to clear the snow and shook his bald head: "Brother, this is not good."

"why not?"

"If I beat them, they will definitely feel depressed. They will think about it when they go out for training in the future, and they will not be able to exert their strength when the people need them."

"You care about the people so much. You were abandoned at a young age. What do you care about them?"

 “Having experienced suffering, you don’t want others to make the same mistakes again.”

Young Ci Yuan put down the broom in his hand and said: "The abbot once said during his sermons that rescuing people in distress is the greatest mercy. I just feel that what I have experienced, I don't want others to experience it. It is my compassion to the best of my ability."

 …

 Past events, like a marquee, echo in Metta’s mind.

 After a moment, Ci Xin suddenly thought of something.

 “That’s it, I’m in trouble.”

“Green, yellow, green, and yellow. The real green and yellow is to use yellow to protect the green. Yellow is us, and green is the people.”

“The purpose of Qinghuang Temple is to use Buddhism to protect the common people.”

"Junior brother, senior brother, I was wrong..."

With a sigh, the breath of Ci Xin finally completely disappeared at this moment.

A gust of wind blew by, and compassion turned into ashes on the ground, leaving nothing behind.

"Master Zhou..." He Sheng stepped forward with complicated eyes.

 The feeling of witnessing the real death of an extraordinary person is a very special one.

 Zhou An raised his hand and said: "No need to say more, deal with the aftermath, I still have things to deal with."

 The matter of loving-kindness has finally come to an end.

 But it does not mean that Zhou An's affairs have fallen into place.

  Long-term, not long-term memory.

Then help them improve their memory.

 As for how to help, it’s very simple.

 Let them feel pain and they will be honest.

 In front of Zhou An's eyes, golden gossip appeared.

 Zhou An used Bagua arithmetic and began to deduce the information about Zongxing based on the Zongxing corpse on the ground.

Gradually, threads appeared on the golden Bagua.

 Hundreds of lines.

 These can all be calculated with the current Bagua arithmetic.

 But enough is enough.

"Master Zhou, where are you going?" He Sheng asked subconsciously.

At this time, Zhou An was already in mid-air, flying towards a place.

 “To kill.”

 Only two words were left in the air.

He Sheng looked at Zhou Any's retreating figure and was speechless for a long time.

 …

 Lan Lai Mansion.

This is a prefecture-level city belonging to Huaixi Jing. It is actually very far away from Huaixi Jing and is a relatively remote city.

At this time, in a medicine shop in Lan Lai Mansion, the slightly fat shopkeeper and his two assistants were lighting the oil lamp on the table.

“There is a huge demand for medicinal materials.”

“The people in the organization said that they have been discovered one after another recently, and there have been several battles, and too many people have been injured.”

“You must withhold an extra portion and transport it carefully.”

 The shopkeeper kept talking.

 The two guys nodded repeatedly.

 They are members of Zongxing, and they are an important arrangement of the organization in Lan Lai Mansion.

 Medicinal materials are in extremely short supply no matter where they are.

 Their purpose is also to arrange the medicinal materials reasonably for the organization.

At this time, they were also discussing the follow-up.

 In fact, there are many hidden members in Huaixi Jing.

 Everyone is on tenterhooks.

 Because there was a Sijing named Zhou An in the capital of Huaixi where they were located.

 This Si Jing once caused a great blow to Zongxing.

 Even though the shopkeeper is in Lanyun Mansion, he is cautious.

 After making arrangements, the shopkeeper waved his hand and asked them to make preparations early.

 But the next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

 The two guys didn’t make any move, they just stood there blankly.

"What are you doing? Why are you in a daze!" The shopkeeper was a little angry, then reached out and pushed the guy.

 While he was pushing, a terrifying scene occurred.

 The man arrived in response.

 A blood line appeared on the man's neck.

 Blood began to flow.

 The shopkeeper was stunned.

 He had some insight and knew it was a stab wound.

 Friends who often cut other people's necks know that some knives are very fast and may not bleed immediately after cutting.

 Before the shopkeeper made any move, he felt a pain in his chest.

 Then he saw a familiar face.

"Zhou An..." The shopkeeper was stabbed in the chest with a long knife and vomited blood.

 A nightmarish sound echoed in the room.

 “The twenty-eighth, and there are others.”

Zhou An sheathed his sword and slashed out with a ray of light. All the corpses on the ground were reduced to ashes.

 He turned around, full of evil spirits, and hurried to the next place.

 If all hidden dangers are resolved, then you will be safe. This is the essence.

 It is not peaceful in Huaixi Jing tonight.

Members of town secretaries from various prefectures and counties watched the figures passing over their cities without saying a word.

 The immediate boss starts killing people, who dares to stop him?

 …

Zhou An went out in the afternoon, and it was not until the next morning that he returned to Zhenguisi with a full body of evil aura.

 At this time, He Sheng was still dealing with things last night when he saw Zhou An coming back.

 Last night, many lower-level cities reported on Zhou An’s situation.

He Sheng also understands.

Before Zhou An could speak, He Sheng spoke first.

“Master Zhou, I have already taken care of the aftermath of those indulgences.”

Hearing this, Zhou An nodded and said, "Very good, I'm still going to talk to you."

At this time, Zhou An's evil spirit finally slowly dissipated.

He Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

 The feeling of being surrounded by evil spirits is really uncomfortable.

“In that case, it’s still the same old rules.”

 Zhou An stood up and said, "If you have anything that can't be solved, just come and tell me."

 He has been busy all night. Now that things are understood, it is time to go back and work on his proficiency.

 As more and more skills reach level seven, Zhou An yearns for the psychic realm and feels it’s time to attack with all his strength.

 Especially the psychic space, he is actually looking forward to it.

　　Although he can enter now and has even entered once, it is different.

　　It feels different from entering in the dark and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass at high altitude.

As we all know, the purpose of entering a psychic space is to temper the soul.

 Each state of Zhou An will be different.

What he is looking forward to is what his soul will look like after he reaches the psychic realm.

 He ​​knows that he is actually a skill stream, so what will happen if he uses skills in the psychic space.

Zhou An is a very stable person. He will not try anything until he reaches the psychic realm.

 “Yes! Sir!”

He Sheng nodded in agreement.

 Zhou An then waved his hand and left Zhenguisi.

 After returning home, Black Jade also walked out of the shadows. After asking Zhou An for a chair, he went to play.

 Zhou An looked at the proficiency panel and fell into deep thought.

 There is no need for him to pursue level 8 skills.

Nowadays, only level 6 skills are required. Upgrading to level 7 can not only shorten the time, but also reach the psychic realm faster.

 So Zhou An plans to use Gan Yu Qianjuan as his next skill.

He has not thought about using the Flying Dragon Body Technique, because the Flying Dragon Body Technique is still sufficient for now, and it can fly.

 What Zhou An needs is to improve his combat power in the process of ascending to the psychic realm, so he can improve his combat power.

 Yu Qianjuan has a total of three attributes - spirit, understanding, and rebound.

 Spirit can bring inner defense, which is equivalent to a special defensive attribute.

 Understanding is a different kind of bonus. This is also the power of reading thousands of volumes. You can discover the flaws of others and give yourself a bonus.

The last time I dealt with compassion, I also broke into the loopholes of the Buddhist kingdom.

 As for rebounding, it is a magical skill that can reflect other people's attacks.

 This skill is both offensive and defensive, and it also has a liver function. It is what Zhou An urgently needs at the moment.

 Thinking about this, Zhou An made a decision.

 As for how to remove the liver, it is actually very simple.

 Copy books.

 It's still the same, the only change is that the things copied are different, and the things copied are getting more and more sophisticated.

 Zhou An has no shortage of such things as books.

Hengtong Chamber of Commerce has a lot of them, and he has collected a lot of them himself. In addition to the eight unique skills, there are also five elements of burial techniques.

 It's useless to copy the Eight Special Skills, after all, they are too advanced, but the others are fine.

Thinking of this, Zhou An took out the book that Hengtong Chamber of Commerce spent a lot of money to buy and copied it with paper and pen.

Just after copying it, Zhou An stopped writing.

 “The proficiency level has not increased, it seems that the level is no longer enough.”

This kind of thing still needs to be tried slowly.

 Zhou An is not in a hurry.

 If the proficiency level has not increased, it proves that this book is no longer qualified and should be improved by reading Qianjuan.

Thinking of this, Zhou An tried each book one by one.

Each time he tried a book, if it didn’t work, Zhou An would arrange the next one and mark a cross at the same time.

 But when he tried everything, he found that he could not improve his proficiency just by copying books.

“My method is wrong. Perhaps, reading a thousand volumes cannot be improved by copying books.”

 Zhou An thought, feeling a little headache.

 Obviously, this thing cannot be improved by copying books.

“I can’t even copy books, so how can I improve?”

Zhou An touched his chin and felt it was a bit difficult.

 It was already late at night.

 After groping for a while, Zhou An still couldn’t figure it out.

 “There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art.”

Zhou An thought to himself: "I don't understand. Ask a scholar."

 He himself is not a person who likes to turn his head.

 I can’t think of it now, so I simply don’t think about it.

 Going to ask a professional tomorrow, you might be able to draw an analogy, just like you asked the cooks when the liver pot method was used.

 Thinking about this, Zhou An decided to take a rest early.

Tomorrow, he will go to the Yamen for a walk.

The scholar in Huaixi Jing is of course Pei Jingling who is the stronger.

Although Pei Jingling is avoiding him like a mouse now.

 But...if he didn't give him face, Zhou Anzhi might let him play in the pot.

 The night was already deep, and Zhou An began to rest.

 …

 Zhou An is resting here.

At Tiancheng Mansion, which is far away from Huaixi Capital, at this time, Yu Hang put down the book in his hand and let out a sigh of relief.

 There is a powerful aura of awe in Yu Hang that is constantly lingering.

 There was a pile of corpses lying on the ground.

“Really, the troubles are getting more and more, and I’ve been promoted again.”

 There are some horrific wounds on Yu Hang’s body.

 Just now, he was assassinated.

 Ever since he became the special envoy and arranged his governance in major cities, he has encountered trouble from time to time.

Assassinations like this are still superficial, and some even arrange for ordinary people to oppose him.

Yu Hang knows the reason. His approach has hurt the interests of some people.

　Sometimes, when their interests are shaken, some people will take risks.

"Um…"

“The more you want my life, the more you want to kill me, the more you want to kill me, the more proof that my method is right.”

“In that case, let me see whether it is my life that is hardened or yours that is hardened.”

“You can even send away the policeman who protects me. He seems to be quite capable. I’d like to see who he is.”

 Yu Hang’s momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

 —Xiantian state.

 After this big trouble was solved, Yu Hang had entered Xiantian.

 “Next stop, Biwenfu, I want to stir up this storm.”

Yu Hang said calmly. (End of chapter)