How I Became the Emperor - Chapter 88

[88.Chapter 88 Foodie]

By the time Lu Qian walked out of the secret room, it was already late afternoon.

It stopped snowing.

A fiery red cloud curls up in the sky, reflecting a pale silver moon, which is very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Lu Gan went straight to the dungeon, went down to the second floor, and saw Mr. Xing, his face red from drinking, and he was drinking heavily.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Xing Laodao opened his drunken eyes and burped: “Hey, Lao Lu, why did you come here?”

“I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice.”

Lu Qian sat down directly and frowned. .

“Haha, you are here today too. I thought you were extremely talented and never had any bottlenecks!”

Xing Laodao gloated and laughed.

To be honest, he had been curious before. Lu Gan seemed to have no bottleneck in any martial arts he practiced. He was so fast that it was incredible.

Lu Gan rolled his eyes at him and said solemnly: “I practiced in the secret room all afternoon today, but I feel like there is no progress in Xinghe Po Gang Fist. I can’t find a trace of fist intention.”

Pfft.

Xing Laodao had just picked up the wine jar and took a sip. When he heard this, he spit out the wine on the spot, opened his eyes wide, and said in surprise: “What, you mean the fist intention?”

“Yeah! The fist intention!”

Lu Qian replied seriously .

Xing Laodao wiped the drink from his mouth and looked at Lu Qian as if he were looking at a monster. He shook his head and exclaimed: “You are only eighteen years old! Why do you want to condense your fist intention? Freak! Monster!”

“Stop talking nonsense. Tell me how to condense the fist intention.”

Lu Qian frowned.

“Tsk, tsk, okay.” Xing Laodao clicked his tongue and said with a smile: “The so-called fist intention cannot be cultivated by one person. No matter how talented you are, it is the fusion and condensation of spiritual power and physical blood. It is a pure The momentum and will give people a strong intimidation.”

After saying that, Xing Laodao stood up and picked up the chopsticks on the table.

call out.

The chopsticks shot out, passed through the iron bars of the cell, and nailed the tail of a rat that ran past the corner of the cell. The pain made the rat squeak and crawl around with its four claws.

“Throw it out.”

Xing Laodao said to the prisoners in the cell.

“Yes, yes.”

The prisoner nodded quickly, took out his chopsticks, grabbed the mouse and threw it this way.

The mouse fell on Xing Laodao’s footsteps and ran away without saying a word.

But at this moment, Xing Laodao’s eyes changed, as sharp as a hook, and his robes moved automatically without wind, and an invisible and qualityless aura radiated out.

With a ‘squeak’ sound, the running rat’s limbs softened and it remained paralyzed on the ground, motionless.

Xing Laodao walked over and kicked it a few times. The mouse became stiff and motionless, as if it was dead.

But then, Xing Laodao’s whole body lost his momentum, the mouse’s paws trembled slightly, and after about three breaths, it got up again and ran away.

“This is the meaning of the fist. The momentum is spiritually oppressive and can be freely retracted and released. It can target a single individual or cover a large area.”

Xing Laodao lost his momentum and became lazy and sickly again. He sat back and drank a sip. With a big bowl of wine, he turned around and said, “Do you know how I developed the fist spirit back then?”

“How did you develop it?”

Lu Qian was quite curious.

“On the battlefield! Among thousands of troops, fighting life and death, fighting bloody battles, forgetting about life and death. At that moment, I only had one thought left. Between heaven and earth, there was only the sound of blood flowing. And, in my mind Every muscle, every tendon, and every bone in my body moved and contracted. After surviving the battlefield, I developed my fist skills,”

Xing Laodao recalled with some emotion.

battlefield?

Lu Qian frowned.

The Daxuan Dynasty was so powerful that all neighboring countries were intimidated and did not dare to raise troops to attack Daxuan. Where could he find a battlefield?

At this time, Xing Laodao said again: “The fist intention is the unity of spirit, soul, and body. It is the only power that the Gangqi realm warrior can use his spiritual will to interfere with the outside world. The great terror and oppression between life and death can make The highly concentrated fusion of the warrior’s spirit, soul, and body is the fastest way to condense the fist spirit. Then again, is it because of the martial artist who came this morning

? “With my current strength, if I want to win the martial arts champion in the palace examination, it is best to add another insurance.”

Xing Laodao also agreed: “That’s right. It has been more than 20 years since Daxuan was founded, and a new generation of geniuses has also grown. You should not be underestimated when you get up. “

Although it is not a prosperous time, it has been recuperating for twenty years. Warriors from millennium families, three major sects, and various sects, big and small, all want to make a mark in this martial arts competition.

It can be said that the number of geniuses appearing in this martial arts competition will be a surge, with many of them springing up like mushrooms after a rain!

As the saying goes, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. It’s good to be safe and cautious.

At this time, Lu Gan asked again: “Old Xing, do you know the sound wave technique? I want to practice the Tiger Roar Kung Fu, but I can’t find a way to get started.”

“You’ve asked the right person!”

Old Xing said. His eyes lit up and he said: “Sound wave skills are very similar. They are all about the luck of the Dantian. They sound from the lungs and are deafening. The low-level ones are like a bell, deafening, and the high-level ones are like thunder from the nine heavens. The power is as different as clouds and mud. But all The first step in sonic power is to take medicine day and night to strengthen the internal organs! I have a prescription here, you can drink it every day.”

After that, he took out a piece of bloody yellow paper from his sleeve robe like a magic trick.

Lu Gan glanced at it and said in surprise: “This is not your handwriting.”

Old Xingdao smiled obscenely: “Hey, I got it from a certain master when I was still working as a poison doctor in Dayou Tianlao. . This great master roared, breaking the three-mile-long bridge, and the river flowed across it. This is his unique secret recipe

!

Lu Qian accepted it directly and planned to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine and start cooking and drinking it in the evening.

At this moment, a pockmarked detective walked in, carrying two big red food boxes in his hand. It was Cao Dun.

“Sir, my subordinates have already done what you asked me to do! I’ve tied up people… no, I’ve invited you!”

Cao Dun stepped forward, put down the food box, and bowed his hands.

“Very good! I’ll mark your merits! Go to the warehouse to collect the ten taels of silver reward!”

Lu Gan’s eyes lit up, he nodded and smiled.

“Thank you, sir! I’m resigning!” Cao Dun suddenly became happy and bowed to leave.

“Hey, this is the special food box of the Eight Immortals House in the county? What kind of food is in it?” Xing Laodao glanced at it and couldn’t help but wonder.

“Roasted chicken. It’s for the master in the backyard. Please ask her for help with a small matter.”

Lu Gan picked up the food box and flew away.

“You brat! You didn’t bring me wine?” Seeing this, Mr. Xing couldn’t help but laugh and curse.

“You haven’t recovered from your injury, so don’t drink. I’ve ordered the wine warehouse to seal up all the wine.” Lu Gan’s faint voice came from outside the dungeon.

In an instant, Xing Laodao froze up, as if struck by lightning, and had no love left in his life.

…

Arriving at the attic where Shen Zishuang was, Lu Qian knocked on the door gently.

Knock knock knock.

no response.

Not at home? It’s impossible. That guy Shen Zishuang is still writing files in the Internal Affairs Office. Where can Fairy Lan Ji go? She probably didn’t want to see him.

Lu Gan looked calm and patient as he knocked on the door three times.

Knock knock knock! Knock knock knock! Knock knock knock!

After every three knocks, he would shout ‘Senior’.

So, in front of the attic.

“Senior…knock knock knock…senior…knock knock knock…senior…” the voice sounded very regularly, like a magic sound filling the ears, making life worse than death.

After coming here for a long tea time, finally, a very helpless voice came out:

“Come in.”

Lu Gan smiled and walked into the attic carrying the food box.

Pushing open the wooden door of the attic, he saw Fairy Lan Ji with a look of helplessness and boredom. She stared at Lu Qian with a pair of faint eyes: “If you weren’t Li Feng’s confidant, I would have slapped you into the Shashui River. The fish will eat you, this annoying fly.”

Hearing this, Lu Gan ignored it, walked into the room with a smile, put down the food box, and cupped his hands: “Senior…”

Immediately, Fairy Lan Ji’s head started to buzz. It hurt. He raised his hand and interrupted: “If you have something to say, tell me! If you fart, let it go!”

Lu Gan nodded, took a step forward, turned the food box three times, and opened the lid.

call.

A tantalizing aroma of barbecue fills the entire loft, instantly arousing people’s greed and making them want to eat.

“Roast fragrant chicken!”

Fairy Lan Ji’s beautiful eyes lit up, she opened her eyes slightly, and she floated over to the table, looking at the delicacies in the food box.

I saw a yellow and crispy roast chicken, lying quietly in the food box, steaming hot. The body surface temperature was 42.7, which was the best time to eat it.

The blue-eyed fairy took a deep breath of the fragrance, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.

“Senior, there is another one here.”

At this time, Lu Gan opened another food box and smiled with his hands behind his back.

The blue-eyed fairy heard the sound, turned her eyes, and saw the roasted chicken in the food box, her beautiful eyes gradually brightened like stars.

This is…the look of a foodie!

(End of chapter)