"The 'Breath Concealing Technique'."
Ziyue took out one of the books and began to flip through it.
In fact, as his martial arts skills had reached the peak of Internal Refinement, the power of his Qi and blood had become very strong.
Ordinary people might not be able to tell, but those who were astute would definitely be able to detect the abnormality in his Qi and blood.
Therefore, he really needed some means to conceal his Qi and blood.
Originally, he had set his sights on immortal techniques to see if he could obtain such a concealment technique from the old scholar.
However, he did not expect to obtain the 'Breath Concealing Technique' from Zhao Jing's private library, which solved his urgent need.
After flipping through the book, Ziyue closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then he flipped through the book again.
"As expected, the most important part of the 'Breath Concealing Technique' is the control of force. However, it is different from the control of force because it involves a more detailed control of Qi and blood."
After reading the book twice, Ziyue understood that the 'Breath Concealing Technique' was not a cultivation method, nor was it a martial arts technique. It could only be called a technique.
However, the use of force and Qi and blood was an eye-opener for him.
Ziyue had long mastered the control of force and had reached an extremely profound level. There was no problem with it.
However, the detailed control of Qi and blood was a whole new realm.
Ziyue followed the introduction of the 'Breath Concealing Technique' and carefully tried to conceal his Qi and blood step by step.
"Did I succeed?"
After half an hour, Ziyue could clearly feel that his Qi and blood were much more restrained. At least in the eyes of others, it was no longer as exposed as before.
However, just as he heaved a sigh of relief, the Qi and blood once again broke through his control and surged out.
"As expected, it's not that simple.
This is because I have a very detailed control of force. Otherwise, I would not have grasped the trick so quickly. "
Ziyue slowly heaved a sigh of relief and tried again.
One hour, two hours, three hours …
Unknowingly, the sky was already bright.
At this moment, Bai Ziyue could not help but reveal a smile on his face.
"I can finally fully use the Breath Concealing Technique, and won't be forced back like before.
Fortunately, my stats panel is still in the process of upgrading. Otherwise, I should be able to see that I've already mastered the Breath Concealing Technique. "
Ziyue was naturally satisfied with such progress.
At this moment, when others looked at him, they no longer felt that his Qi and blood were abnormally vigorous, unlike that of an ordinary martial artist who had undergone external training.
…
At noon, the sun shone brightly.
Under the assault of the steaming hot air, the chirping of the cicadas made people even more drowsy.
Even the soldiers guarding the city gate were dozing off with their eyes half-closed.
Ding! The crisp sound of a copper coin falling into a cash box rang out, causing the soldiers to shiver.
Just as he was about to curse, he saw a young man leading a horse into the city. He immediately shut his mouth.
Naturally, he knew this person. He was a young hero who had recently risen to fame in Qinghe Town. It was said that he had already developed and had a bright future.
The only pity was that his master had died when he was suppressing the bandits. Without anyone to protect him, his life would probably not be as good as before.
Of course, even if it was not good, it would still be better than being a normal soldier who could only squat at the city gate. Therefore, he, who usually cursed in front of the commoners, did not dare to act rashly in front of such a person.
After returning the horse to the horse rental company, on the way to the Internal Affairs Hall, Ziyue easily heard about the murder of the Left Protector, Zhao Jing.
Moreover, without any surprise, everyone swore that it was the Ghost Head Stronghold's chief, Wu Tong, who had done it.
Regarding this, Ziyue was slightly excited.
Last night, when he had made his move, he had not shown himself the entire time. Originally, it was not intentional, but after hearing Zhao Jing's story, he felt that Zhao Jing's mysterious death was more in line with his intentions.
In particular, Zhao Jing's last shout had actually penetrated the dense fog of Yin Qi. After the initial shock, he had completely relaxed.
In any case, the Fifth Channel Head was already dead. Letting him take the blame was beneficial to Bai Ziyue, so he naturally felt at ease.
At this moment, everyone was certain that Wu Tong was the murderer and had completely removed him from the blame. This allowed him to heave a sigh of relief and not have any more worries.
After entering the Internal Affairs Hall, because Zhao Jing was already dead, naturally no one would make things difficult for him.
Therefore, even if Ziyue's mission ended in failure, no one would make things difficult for him.
After returning to his residence, Ziyue thought that the little dog must have been starving. After all, he had not returned for three days.
Who would have thought that when he stepped into the courtyard and into his room, he would see the little dog lying on his bed, taking a nap with a satisfied expression.
Long slime dripped onto the blanket. The dog's mouth would occasionally smack, as if it was still reminiscing about something.
On the ground, in a torn cloth bag, there was a piece of snake demon flesh that had been bitten by the dog.
This was also the last piece of snake meat. There was still about five kilograms left, which should be enough for the little dog to eat for a few days.
However, the other party's actions made Ziyue grit his teeth.
The little dog, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly felt that something was wrong. It was as if even the air was somewhat cold. It suddenly quivered and woke up immediately.
At first, it was a little confused. Then, it saw Ziyue's gloomy face and a resentful expression appeared on the dog's face. It hurriedly got up and jumped off the bed with its tail between its legs.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Ziyue directly threw a cleaning talisman on the bed.
…
The next few days were calm and peaceful. Even the major forces who had been somewhat vigilant gradually relaxed when they saw that Wu Tong had not appeared.
On the contrary, the Scorching Sun Gang was a little chaotic because of the death of the Left Guardian.
The calls for the Right Guardian, Liu Yang, to be promoted to the position of Sect Leader were unprecedentedly strong.
However, on the fifth day after the death of the Left Guardian, Zhao Jing, a middle-aged elegant man came and completely ended this disturbance.
Because with his arrival came a letter of appointment.
It was not until then that all the Scorching Sun Gang disciples knew the identity of this elegant man.
The Blood Fan Scholar, Duan Yunfeng, had made a name for himself ten years ago. He had entered the Inner Qi State seven years ago. Now, he had entered the ranks of the third-rate masters for a full four years.
He was a truly tyrannical figure. In terms of strength, even the previous Sect Leader might not be able to match him.
Therefore, almost everyone was convinced at the first moment.
Even the Right Guardian, Liu Yang, who had originally wanted to become Sect Leader, supported him at the first moment and gradually calmed down.
Duan Yunfeng naturally understood the principle of returning the favor. He promoted Liu Yang to the Left Guardian at the first moment. Then, he promoted Qin Shaoping's master, Tan Chaofan, to the Right Guardian, who had luckily broken through not long after the battle and entered the Inner Qi State.
With the help of the two Guardians and Duan Yunfeng's own tyrannical strength, in just two short days, he had officially sorted out the Scorching Sun Gang in Qinghe Town and completely secured the position of Sect Leader.
During this period, Duan Yunfeng naturally also talked to Ziyue.
Because he knew that he would leave soon, Duan Yunfeng also encouraged him and hoped that if he became successful in the future, he would be able to take care of the Scorching Sun Gang in Qinghe Town.
With regards to this, Bai Ziyue naturally agreed.
Anyway, it was just polite words. How much of it was true and how much of it was false depended on the benevolence and the wisdom of the wise.
In the following period of time, Ziyue did not go anywhere. He stayed in his room and diligently cultivated his martial arts.
In the previous few battles, Ziyue's gains were not small.
In terms of Internal Refinement, he had obtained two Vajra Body Tempering Technique and the Golden Cicada Technique.
Even though Ziyue had now cultivated the Vajra Glass Body to perfection, his strength had also reached the peak of Internal Refinement.
However, compared to when he was at the peak of External Refinement, Ziyue actually knew that his peak of Internal Refinement was not the true peak.
Just like when he was at the peak of External Refinement, there was the characteristic of being flawless and flawless. Naturally, there was a corresponding comparison for the peak of Internal Refinement.
At this moment, Ziyue was at the peak of Internal Refinement on the surface, but he could also feel that he was not flawless.
Therefore, he did not give up on cultivating the Golden Cicada Technique and the Vajra Body Tempering Technique.
In addition, he also spent time studying and practicing many other martial arts techniques.
Even though the Attribute Panel was still active, he could not constantly monitor the extent of his martial arts practice.
However, he could feel that he was improving.
His days were more fulfilling.
During this period, Ziyue formally bid farewell to his parents. Then, he took out a total of five thousand taels of silver and handed it to his father.
Ziyue knew that in the future, he would have to live a life of licking the blood of the pugilistic world. Even he did not know when he would die.
It was possible that he would die in battle or be beheaded.
Therefore, he had deliberately distanced himself from his parents and was indifferent to their feelings.
This was to prevent them from being too sad when they heard the bad news.
Fortunately, they still had his younger brother. He believed that even if something happened to Ziyue, they would not be too sad.
These five thousand taels of silver were a guarantee that Ziyue had prepared for their future.
He believed that it should be enough to let his parents live a comfortable life and not have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of their lives.
Even his younger brother would be able to benefit from this.
Finally, Ziyue found the old scholar and formally bid farewell to him.
"Wujiang County is not like Qinghe Town. Because it is not far from the county capital, it is much more dangerous. You have to be careful.
I can't help you with anything else. This is the address of one of my senior brothers. This is the letter of recommendation that I wrote for you. It should be able to gain his trust.
However, he has a strange temper and is temperamental. Moreover, I have not seen him for more than ten years. I am not sure how he is now.
You have to consider whether you want to contact him. "
As the old scholar spoke, he handed a letter to Ziyue.