Zongwu: The Rise of the Little People

The world of martial arts is filled with masters.

In the Ming Dynasty, there are many masters of light skills.

Even Zhao Xu's current Qinggong skills cannot be said to be bad, but they are not as good as this person's.

One jump is nearly twenty or thirty feet, which is a bit too exaggerated.

Soon a person appeared in Zhao Xu's mind. He looked carefully and saw that there was indeed an almost transparent silk thread under the person's feet.

Black Spider, a character in the world who is both good and evil.

It is said that he has a special spring tube hidden in his sleeve, and with a wave of his hand, he can shoot out the silk spit out by the thousand-year-old divine spider in the South China Sea.

There is a flying needle connected to the top of the spider silk, and the black spider can follow wherever the flying needle goes.

Zhao Xu didn't dare to care who it was. Since he dared to peek from the side, he shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.

The black spider fled in front, and Zhao Xu followed closely behind.

"Silver Silk Flying" is indeed good, but the spider silk needs to be moved first every time, which is different from Zhao Xu's direct performance of the skill, which requires an extra pause.

As Zhao Xu chased, the power in his body continued to gather on the sword.

Soon, a white light flashed.

……

Jiuxiu Villa.

The little fairy Zhang Jing kept staring at the spring tube in Zhao Xu's hand.

"Xu Lang, is this the toy you got from that little thief just now?"

Zhao Xu wanted to laugh when he heard Zhang Jing call the spring tube a toy.

"I don't need this 'Silver Silk Flying Ferry', but the thousand-year-old spider silk in it is extremely tough and hard to be damaged by swords and knives. It is a rare material."

"I haven't figured out how to use it yet, so I'll put it away first. Maybe I'll need it later."

For Zhao Xu today, Green Snake and Black Spider are just a little spice in his life.

The strength of the two men could not bring him any danger, but he felt relieved to be able to eliminate the potential danger for his woman.

His focus now is still on practicing the Jade Transformation Divine Art.

The three of them were immersed in cultivation. Time passed and it was January, and the end of the year was approaching.

During this period, with the unlimited supply of medicinal materials, Zhao Xu's cultivation progress was amazing.

He already had a solid foundation and had condensed the Three Flowers, so his Jade Transformation Skill advanced by leaps and bounds to the sixth level.

The Jade Transformation Divine Art is a dual practice of internal and external cultivation, which has a great effect on the Flower of Essence and the Flower of Qi.

Zhao Xu secretly estimated that if he could break through to the seventh level.

Then the flower of essence will inevitably advance further, and the flower of qi, which is already half-opened, will also make great progress.

The sixth level has reached the peak of minor success for the Jade Transformation Divine Art, and the next step is major success.

It’s only one step away, but it’s not something that can be achieved so quickly.

As his martial arts entered a period of stability, Zhao Xu pondered over his next plan.

Just then, a servant came from Murong Villa.

Seeing that Zhang Jing and Murong Jiu looked a little strange, Zhao Xu asked, "Jing'er, Nine Miss, what happened?"

"Xulang, it's nothing serious. It's just that at the end of the year, a nasty girl is coming with her servants to Murong Villa to show off her power." Zhang Jing said while raising his fist.

"Jingjing, don't talk nonsense. Sister Qiudi is only here to visit father on his orders. We have to go and greet her as well." Seeing that Zhang Jing's words were getting more and more outrageous, Murong Jiu quickly corrected her.

Zhao Xu knew who the visitor was as soon as he heard it.

"In that case, I'll go with you."

"It just so happens that I've been at Murong Villa for so long, I also want to pay a visit to the owner of Murong Villa."

Zhang Jing was very happy to hear that Zhao Xu was going with them, and Murong Jiu was also slightly happy.

The main building of Murong Villa is elegant and simple, and every brick and tile reveals the traces of time.

All of these demonstrate its history and heritage.

Inside the main hall of the villa.

"Hahaha, we have all heard about nephew Zhao's heroic deeds in Emei."

"When you came to Jiuxiu Villa, we wanted to see you for a long time, but Jingjing said that you had reached a critical moment in your cultivation and didn't have time for the time being."

"How's it going? Is your training going well?"

"Uncle, everything went well. It's just that I haven't been able to come and pay my respects to you for such a long time since I came to Murong Villa. I am really ashamed."

Murong Zhengde nodded, obviously very satisfied with Zhao Xu.

Mrs. Murong, who was standing by, kept staring at Zhao Xu with the eyes of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

Naturally, the two of them knew about Zhao Xu.

There was no such person before the Ming Dynasty. He only appeared in the past six months. It is not difficult to infer that he is not from the Ming Dynasty.

However, in this world, people in the martial arts world do not have a strong sense of regionality, and what matters most is martial arts skills and character.

Zhao Xu used his superb swordsmanship in Emei to defeat Hua Wuque, the young master of Yihua Palace, and even used sword energy in the final blow.

Murong Zhengde’s martial arts skills cannot be said to be very high, but he is a grandmaster and naturally knows what the sword energy represents.

Zhao Xu was not only an extraordinary martial arts expert, but also a handsome and well-mannered person.

Yes, Not Bad!

Although the "little fairy" Zhang Jing is not the daughter of the Murong family, she was also raised by the couple.

Zhang Sanniang gave birth to a daughter out of wedlock, so she had no experience. It was only with the help of the Murong couple that the little fairy was able to grow up successfully.

Moreover, they had married eight daughters before them, so naturally they had a special vision for people and sons-in-law.

Zhao Xu was knowledgeable and could often quote from classics when chatting with Murong Zhengde. His arguments were very logical and made Murong Zhengde nod his head constantly.

Zhang Jing and Murong Jiu, who were standing by, were stunned. They had never seen Zhao Xu like this before.

Soon, a servant came in.

"Miss Qiudi's carriage is coming!"

Hearing that Murong Qiudi's convoy was approaching, Murong Zhengde stopped talking and stood up.

"Qiu Di girl has come from afar, we still have to go pick her up!"

The two branches of the Murong family in the Ming Dynasty, namely the Murong family of Murong Villa in Suzhou and the Murong family of Qixingtang in Yangzhou, came from the same ancestor.

Although their blood ties have become more distant as time has passed, they have always maintained the tradition of visiting and supporting each other.

Both sides have used this approach to overcome many crises.

When Zhao Xu saw Murong Qiudi, she was slowly getting off the carriage with the help of two maids.

I have to say that she is a natural beauty, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and a calm look with a hint of melancholy in her eyes. Her every move is eye-catching.

But Zhao Xu is no longer the same person he used to be.

After a moment of amazement, he was soon attracted by another figure standing next to the carriage.

Yan Shisan was recognized because he was holding a long sword with a black fish skin sheath, a golden mouth, and thirteen bean-sized pearls dotted on it.

Zhao Xu was a little confused for a moment, what kind of world this was.

Murong Qiudi was not a familiar face, but Yan Shisan appeared here.

Soon, he put these worries behind him.

Because when two swordsmen meet, some sparks are bound to fly.

The moment Zhao Xu looked at Yan Shisan, relying on the swordsman's intuition, Yan Shisan also saw Zhao Xu.

In an instant, two sword intentions rose.

Everyone present felt something was wrong, and a chill suddenly surged into their hearts.

crucial moment.

"Cough cough."