The whole world is taking my CP wrong

80 years ago...

Rigid? !

Gu Zhaohong frowned: "This is too..."

absurd!

How did rigor come about?

It was created by Ren Yansheng in order to practice non-heart sutras to enhance his skills, but was shackled by non-heart sutras!

However, Ren Yansheng has been dead for more than 80 years, the Blood Moon Cave has also been destroyed for more than 80 years, and the Feixin Sutra has been destroyed in public by Zhuhe, so how could there be a dead body?

"When I first heard the news, I didn't believe it either," Ling Qiufeng sighed, "But you also know that Tingyulou is a well-known neutral sect in Jianghu. When I heard that Qiu Yu came to find me in person, I had to be vigilant."

Listen to autumn rain...

indeed.

Tingyuge's network is unimaginably large, but it is quite neutral. It has no interest-related or conflict-of-interest relationship with anyone. Apart from engaging in information, it is selling information, regardless of right or wrong, or whether it is moral or not. As long as someone pays to buy it, they will sell it.

This kind of relationship built purely with money is often more reliable.

Gu Zhaohong seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "I heard that Qiu Yu sold this news to Leader Ling?"

Ling Qiufeng shook his head: "He? He said that this is a matter of life and death in the whole world, and no money will be charged."

Gu Zhaohong: "..."

It's pretty clear what is the priority.

Closer to home, Ling Qiufeng said: "I'm going to step down soon, and I don't have the position to take care of these things. This matter is a big one, and I want to talk to you first."

Gu Zhaohong paused for a moment before saying: "Now that the position of leader has not been decided, Leader Ling told me that it might cause criticism."

Ling Qiufeng waved his hand: "I have not lived in vain for most of my life, so I can see which one of you can occupy this position."

Gu Zhaohong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Ling Qiufeng preempted him and said, "I know you are cautious, but this matter is too frightening, so I tell you first, and I want you to make some preparations."

He? Having talked to this point, Gu Zhaohong naturally couldn't say anything more, he just cupped his hands: "Thank you, Leader Ling, for your kindness."

Ling Qiufeng nodded, didn't say anything, waved him out.

Gu Zhaohong walked out of the room, closed the door for him, stood at the door thinking for a while, shook his head, and walked towards the residence arranged for him.

***

When they returned to the room, they found that there was no one there, and belatedly remembered that Pei Zhao had asked Jin Ziwan to recuperate his internal energy since today.

He walked around in the empty room, thinking about his late night, so he turned his heels and knocked on the door of Grandmaster Pei's room.

"Tuk-tuk-"

He knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Gu Shaoxia knocked patiently again, and then Pei Zhao's slow voice came from inside, asking him to come in.

Gu Zhaohong pushed open the door and said softly, "Master Pei, Wanwan, it's me, did I come in?"

Pei Zhao let out a "hmm".

After entering the room, Gu Zhaohong looked around, but he didn't see them in front, so he walked around the screen and saw Pei Zhao and Jin Ziwan on the bed.

Jin Ziwan only wore his underwear, but Pei Zhao was neatly dressed.Jin Ziwan sat cross-legged with his back to Pei Zhao. Pei Zhao's hands were attached to his back. Every time his hands touched an acupuncture point, he simply guided the internal force in his body to flow here, and the next moment he would come again. Change to another place.

Gu Zhaohong came, but Jin Ziwan didn't know about it.

He? Now he is fully devoted to the surging internal force in his body. He? He used to know that his internal force was weak, but he never thought that five or six out of ten of the internal force was sleeping in a disorderly manner. Driven by him?

However, Pei Zhao told him how the internal force should flow in the body, and took him to walk through the internal force again, and helped him gently but powerfully break through the blocked meridians.

Gu Zhaohong sat down at a table some distance away from them, poured three cups of tea, drank one cup by himself, and let the remaining two cups cool down to moisten his throat after Pei Zhao and Jinzi's evening was over.

But Gu Shaoxia just put the teacup to his lips, and before his lips got wet, Jin Jinwan let out a muffled snort and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Gu Zhaohong: "..."

As both a martial arts practitioner and a person who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, Gu Zhaohong naturally knew that this was a good thing.The spit out of this mouthful of blood proves that Jin Ziwan has already broken through the blockage in the meridians, and his power will naturally increase greatly in the future.

It's just one thing to know, and another to feel distressed.

He raised Jin Wan like a baby, afraid of falling in his hands, and afraid of melting in his mouth. When Jin Wan was with him, he never even felt unhappy, but now he spit out a mouthful The dark red blood hurt Gu Zhaohong's eyes.

After a while, Pei Zhao recovered and fought back, Jin Ziwan also heaved a sigh of relief, and opened his eyes.

He just opened his eyes and saw Gu Zhaohong, and was a little surprised: "When did you come?"

Gu Zhaohong got up and sat on the side of his bed. His heart ached beyond measure, and he reached out and gently wiped away the remaining blood on his lips: "I just came here. Do you feel uncomfortable when you vomit blood?"

To be honest, he? Not to mention, Jin Ziwan didn't even realize that he vomited blood.

Jin Ziwan was taken aback when he heard the words, and belatedly reached out to wipe the blood on his lips, but Gu Zhaohong gently held him, and took out the handkerchief in his arms to wipe off the blood on his lips and fingers. go.

Jin Ziwan was a little confused: "...I don't know if I vomited blood."

Pei Zhaodao: "It's a good thing. Every blockage in your meridian is washed away, it will cause an impact, and what you vomit is old blood for years."

Jin Jin nodded late.

Pei Zhao said slowly: "I took a quick look and found that there are fourteen blockages in your meridians. It is better to open one every day."

Jin Ziwan: "..."

The implication of this sentence is that he still has [-] mouthfuls of blood to vomit, or should he vomit in stages.

Even so, Jin Ziwan's mood is also brisk.

Gu Zhaohong was very surprised: "Why are there so many meridians blocked?"

Jin Ziwan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Pei Zhao thought for a while, and said, "Xiaojin's internal strength is not low, but he didn't have a solid foundation when he learned the basic skills of internal strength. It must be because he emphasizes body skills and neglects internal strength, isn't it?"

Pei Zhao didn't ask questions, but Jin Ziwan was a little embarrassed by his light words and nodded.

When Xie Yulong was teaching him martial arts, he didn't seem to want to build a solid foundation for his internal skills. He just taught him simple breathing and how to use them, so he couldn't wait to teach him body skills and moves.

Pei Zhao showed disapproval between his brows and eyes: "When you exercise, you only subconsciously mobilize the internal energy you need. Over the years, many unused meridians are blocked." He paused for a while before finally Said: "This is not good."

Seeing Jin Ziwan's expression, Gu Zhaohong could guess what was going on, so he naturally changed the topic: "If the meridians are all flushed, will it affect the body?"

Pei Zhao said: "Yes."

Gu Zhaohong frowned slightly.

"Xiaojin's martial arts will be more than three times what it is now." Pei Zhao thought about it, and said, "I can fight with you."

What Gu Zhaohong cared about was not this: "He? He's weak. Will breaking through his meridians forcibly affect him?—"

"So that's what you're worried about," Pei Zhao suddenly understood, and said, "That won't happen. A good foundation of internal strength will actually help his body be healthier."

Gu Zhaohong heaved a sigh of relief.

Jin Ziwan raised the corners of his lips and pursed his lips into a smile.

Gu Zhaohong picked up the moon-white robe he had thrown aside and put it on for him: "Should today be over?"

Jin Ziwan glanced at Pei Zhao, who nodded, and he also said, "It's over."

Gu Zhaohong showed two big dimples, and stretched out his hand to him. The next moment, Jin Ziwan held his slender and powerful hand without hesitation, flew down from the bed, turned around, saluted Pei Zhao, and returned to Gu Zhaohong. ? Room up.

Pei Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed, there were two people missing in the room, and it became lonely all of a sudden.

They looked wistfully at the backs of Gu Zhaohong and Jin Ziwan holding hands, stepped out of the room and disappeared around the corner, and sighed slightly.

***

After noon, the Wulin League gradually became lively, quite noisy.

Jin Jin was a little sleepy after dinner, and yawned lazily on the table: "Why is it so noisy outside?"

Gu Zhaohong put a meatball into his bowl, and motioned him to eat the plump meatball. Jin Ziwan wrinkled his nose, obviously he didn't want to eat meatballs like this.

Governor Jin didn't realize how cute and seductive his unconscious little actions are.

Gu Zhaohong likes him to death? This unconscious act of coquettishness even softened his voice: "Eat this, and I'll tell you why it's so noisy, okay?"

Jin Ziwan picked up the piece of meatball, squinted his eyes and looked it up and down, but still lost interest: "Forget it, I don't want to know very much all of a sudden." After he finished speaking, he still wanted to be provocative, "You must not? tell me."

Gu Zhaohong: "..."

Gu Zhaohong was almost laughed at by him.

But Gu Shaoxia wouldn't give up so easily, he?quickly changed sides: "If you don't eat this pill, I'll tell you right now."

Jin Ziwan looked at them, and they also looked at Jin Ziwan.

After a while, the two of them laughed at the same time.

Jin Ziwan smiled and shook his head: "Why are you so childish."

You and me, both.

Gu Zhaohong also laughed, or coaxed him to eat that piece of meatball.

He? While eating, Gu Zhaohong explained: "It should be that other sects have come to the Wulin League. After all, tomorrow is the Wulin Conference."

Jin Ziwan was puzzled: "Are there all other sects? How many are there?"

Gu Zhaohong pinched his fingers and roughly estimated: "There must be thirty."

Jin Zi came back late? Thinking about the size of the Wulin League, he became even more puzzled: "Can the Wulin League accommodate so many people?"

"Of course not," Gu Zhaohong laughed, and patiently explained to him, "Except for the six sects who have a fixed place in the Wulin League, the Wulin League can only accommodate three sects, so it is always first-come-first-served."

It turned out to be the case.

Jin Ziwan thought for a while: "Where do the other sects live?"

Gu Zhaohong said calmly: "The inn in the city."