The summer heat is getting stronger, and in a blink of an eye it is June.

The Peking League is still in its rising period, and all branches are recruiting people. The members of Xuanbei Hall under Zhang Chu's rule have expanded from 10,000 gangs in the Taiping Society to more than 30,000!

When he came to Taipingguan General Assembly, he joined Zhang Chu in all kinds of martial arts. There were even more talented people in the world. In the Guangqi Sea Realm, Zhang Chu recruited five people, one fifth-rank and four sixth-rank.

Zhang Chu, a fifth-grade mansion, stayed at the headquarters and gave him a seat to protect the Dharma. He sent all sixth-grade mansions to the branch of the Fourth Mansion and took charge.

This is a confirmed joining the Peking League.

The Qihai Dahao who has not yet agreed on the conditions and is still considering them, there are still twelve people. As long as Zhang Chu is willing, he can take them under his command at any time.

These great heroes of the sea of ​​energy are almost all the foundation accumulated by the Xuanbei River and Lake for so many years.

In addition to these sixteen people, even if there are still great heroes in Xuanbeizhou who are hiding in the deep mountains and forests, even Fengyun Tower cannot even find out, they will definitely not exceed the number of one palm.

You should know that before the Northern Barbarians entered the pass, the entire Xuanbei Prefecture had a population of nearly 10 million, and at least tens of thousands of people who practice martial arts were able to advance to Qihai Realm, but there were only about twenty people.

This ratio made Zhang Chu sigh at the difficulty of martial arts...

The Peking League is booming, and Zhang Chu should have been happy.

But Wu Qianyuan's condition was getting worse and worse, and Zhang Chu was completely unhappy.

Every time he looked at Wu Qianyuan, he felt that he had lost weight again...

Dr. Hua told Zhang Chu that Wu Qianyuan vomited blood every day, asking Zhang Chu to start preparing for his funeral as soon as possible.

But every time Zhang Chu goes, he has a light smile on his face.

Zhang Chu knew that Wu Qianyuan actually didn't want to hold on anymore.

He was still holding on like this, just for Zhang Chu to feel better.

From Jintian Mansion supporting each other all the way to now, they know more than anyone else how much suffering each other has experienced and how difficult the other person’s life is.

Zhang Chu had no intention of staring at the Peking League, and was afraid of facing Wu Qianyuan's smiling face, so he stayed at home every few days and went to the headquarters only if he had something to do.

On this day, Zhang Chu had nothing to do and invited Liang Yuanchang to come and have a drink.

After lunch, Zhang Chu was on a whim and pulled the stone that had just broken through the eighth grade to the yard to show him how to hammer.

Teach his son that Zhang Chu certainly couldn't take Zilong, so he called Liu to take an unblacked steel knife.

Stone offering.

Zhang Chushou.

...

"Clang...Clang!"

As the rabbit rose and falcon fell, two heavy drumbeats hit the steel knife three times.

Zhang Chu's body was still moving, holding the heavy drumbeat gold hammer with one hand, and then his arm was slightly shaken, and the surging dark force exploded accurately at the intersection of the knife and hammer. The stone flying and swinging the hammer was shocked by him on the spot.

I have to fly backwards.

The steel knife was lit on the ground, and Zhang Chu leaned on the knife and said to the stone with a smile: "Do you feel it? What is the difference between being in the air and being on the ground?"

Shi Tou lowered two hammers and scratched his head hard.

His intelligence is much lower than that of normal people. If the intelligence of a normal person is ninety, then his intelligence is probably only about seventy.

This difference of 20 is a world of difference.

Something that ordinary people can learn in two or three minutes will take two or three days to learn stones.

The problem that ordinary people can understand at a glance is that stones may have to be tossed and turned for more than ten days before they can figure out a little bit, and it is easy to plunge into a dead end, and they can't pull them out no matter how hard they are.

Hou Li Youniang and Xia Tao, who were on the edge of the yard, stopped when they saw the father and son, and were about to come up with sweat towels.

But as soon as they moved, Liang Yuanchang, who was sitting in the shadow of the eaves, waved his hand to them and signaled them not to get close.

Zhang Chu also quietly commented on the stone and let him think slowly.

After a while, Shi Tou tried and said stuttered: "People are in the air and cannot borrow power..."

Zhang Chu finally smiled.

He walked over, rubbed his head hard, and said warmly: "That's the reason. So, when you meet an opponent who is stronger than you in the future, don't jump up, just stand on the ground, fight him one by one, can't you find any

When you get flaws, you can even exhaust him..."

Xia Tao still couldn't help but come over. While pulling the stone and wiping his face with a wet sweat towel, she complained in a low voice: "There are so many men in the gate, so why don't we stones go out and fight with people? This is a hot day

My son, this child is not sweating, what if it gets hot?”

Zhang Chu took the wet sweat towel handed over by Li Youniang. Before he could speak, he heard Liang Yuanchang snorting coldly: "A kind mother defeated her son!"

Xia Tao did not dare to refute Liang Yuanchang, so she could only roll her eyes with her head in a row.

Zhang Chu laughed with a "swish" look.

He wiped his face randomly with a wet sweat towel, and threw the unbladed steel knife to Da Liu who was beside Hou. He walked slowly to Liang Yuanchang and sat down, picked up his brewed ones.

Tea was poured into his mouth.

Seeing this, Liang Yuanchang scolded angrily: "The cow chews the peony!"

Zhang Chu curled his lips in despise: "Drinking tea is just to quench your thirst. How could there be so many godly sayings!"

Liang Yuanchang glanced at him sideways, too lazy to talk to such ordinary people.

Zhang Chu did not let him go: "What's the matter, my senior brother, I, the Peking League, aren't worthy of your style? I invite you to have a Feng Shui treasure land, practice well, and strive to set off and fly early

Why are you walking around and looking around every day, you are more idle than my peach? Let me tell you, Xie Junxing and Shi Yihao have never missed since the martial arts conference.

I'm just holding my energy to practice! Don't let him walk ahead of you!"

"hehe……"

Liang Yuanchang sneered, "You compare those idiots in those two days to me, Liang Yuanchang? Who do you look down on me?"

"Um?"

Zhang Chu sounds fresh.

He had never seen Xie Junxing, Shi Yihao took action, nor Liang Yuanchang took action, but he thought that Xie Junxing and Shi Yihao could have been in the position of overlord before, and their strength was longer than Liang Yuan, the four major methods of the former Wusheng Palace.

The King's Head is not much different, right?

"What's the matter, senior brother, is this fourth-grade Qihai? Is there anything else to say?"

Liang Yuanchang glanced at him again.

However, this time, he did not despise Zhang Chu anymore, but instead sighed softly: "Your master has left too early!"

Zhang Chu was excited when he heard this. He knew that he was about to hear the real things. He quickly poured Liang Yuanchang a cup of tea and waited for the follow-up.

Liang Yuanchang calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Do you know why your master had been in the Three States for more than 20 years, but still had no hope of flying in the sky?"

Zhang Chu thought about this matter, he remembered that Liang Chongxiao mentioned it in his last letter, but the last letter only mentioned this experience and did not describe it in depth.

"Is it because there is no major force willing to worship him?"

Zhang Chu asked.

"yes."

Liang Yuan nodded long.

Zhang Chu brows and felt very disappointed.

What kind of practical things is this?

Don’t I worship three and four ranks now?

Unexpectedly, Liang Yuanchang paused and said, "Not that."

Zhang Chu wanted to roll his eyes.

Brother Monkey!

Where did you learn about your problem of breathing?

But thinking that he was asking Liang Yuanchang for advice now, Zhang Chu forced himself to complain, then pinched the small teapot and filled Liang Yuanchang's small teacup: "What does it mean?"

"There are not many fourth-grade ranks in the world, but there are also many!"

Liang Yuanchang slowly raised his three fingers: "But roughly, it can be divided into three types!"

Zhang Chu supported the role in time: "What three types!"

"The first type is the one that can fly on the ground."

"The second type is possible to fly on the ground."

"The third type is impossible to fly on the ground!"

Zhang Chu:...

He felt like he was fooled by Liang Yuanchang.

But he has no evidence.
To be continued...