Chapter 220: Continue to attack Zong Ze
"Ha ha!"

Cao Jie rushed out from the bottom of the lake. His leap out of the water looked like a carp jumping over the dragon gate.

He jumped out of the water and then landed, standing on his legs above the water, with the water only covering two inches below his knees.

If you look at his toes through the water, you will find that they are as flexible as fingers, paddling in the water, and every stroke creates a whirlpool.

Walking towards the boat step by step, Cao Jie's face flushed. Practicing boxing at the bottom of the lake had consumed a lot of his physical and mental strength.

After boarding the fishing boat, he shook his body a few times, just like a big yellow dog that fell into the water and shook its fur after getting up, with water droplets splashing everywhere. After shaking about ten times, the water marks on his body gradually disappeared, and he became dry.

"It's just the first level of flesh refining, it's nothing, I still need to keep working hard!"

Cao Jie grinned and thought to himself: Chen Liqing, you little bitch, wait until I have refined my skin, flesh, tendons, bones and internal organs to the fifth level, I will teach you a lesson.

That is to say, Huangdi's method of dual cultivation of Qi can feed back to refine the essence and make up for the extraction of the Juicer. Otherwise, even the most advanced essence-refining warrior would be squeezed into a mummy by Chen Liqing and Hu Sanniang in turn.

There is a poem that goes: "A beautiful woman in her twenties has a body as soft as butter, and she carries a sword on her waist to kill foolish men. Although you don't see the man's head falling off, it will secretly make your bones dry."

Cao Jie has been self-disciplined and worked hard for the past six months, shedding sweat and blood, and he also used the precious medicine in the purple gold gourd to assist in his practice, which led to this breakthrough.

"It has only been a short time and my brother has already made a breakthrough. In less than two years, my brother will be a great master. A great master who has reached the three realms!"

Ruan Xiaoqi rowed the oars and hummed a fisherman's song as he headed towards Liangshan.

Before reaching the shore, we saw Chen Liqing standing by the lake in a heroic manner. The lake breeze blew her long, soft hair, making her look ethereal.

"Master!"

Chen Liqing called out in a tender voice.

Cao Jie immediately got goosebumps: This woman has bad intentions. Why did she come to me on her own initiative?
"What's the matter?"

Cao Jie straightened his back. After all, he was also a master in refining essence, although he had only achieved the state of refining flesh, but after breaking through this level, his physical fitness had been greatly improved.

No matter how strong our opponent is, we can definitely fight for seventeen or eighteen rounds.

"My husband hasn't been home for a long time, and the sisters miss him very much. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, why won't my husband come back?"

Cao Jie thought for a moment and nodded, "I have something important to discuss with my brothers. Go back and prepare the food and wine, and ask Hui Niang to come back early. I will host a banquet for Old Zong tonight."

No matter what this woman's purpose is, let's make preparations for both situations.

At worst, I can use Old Man Zong as a shield.

"Yes, sir!"

Chen Liqing acted decisively and disappeared from sight in a flash with her long legs.

Cao Jie and Ruan Xiaoqi walked towards the training ground.

It’s still early, let’s practice a little more.

To refine your essence, the training method is important, and the fighting method is also important.

Cao Jie fights Chao Gai!
Clap!

The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King is also the top-tier combat force in Liangshan.

As soon as he made a move, a palm bigger than a human head came flying towards him. Each finger was as thick as a carrot, dark blue as if cast in steel, especially the white jade color between the five fingers. The sharp nails popped out from the flesh, leaving no doubt that they could pierce through the hardest bones in one go.

Cao Jie has just entered the realm of great success in flesh refining, a realm called "spiritual flesh".

Why is it spirit and flesh, and not great strength or something like that?

It was because of the great success of the flesh training that the physical strength gained was not just a strength bonus. As Cao Jie exerted his strength, his tendons, bones and muscles were like sponges, and his qi bulged and stretched his tendons and bones. In an instant, he grew from a 1.8-meter-tall man to a 2-meter-tall, black-and-blue-skinned man with bulging muscles twisted into strands of fibers.

Such a change is simply like that of a ghost!
Following Chao Gai's "mountain pressing down on the head" attack, a loud noise sounded on the top of Cao Jie's head, shaking his body and making his bones ache, as if a thunder suddenly struck three feet above his head and then fell down.

In an instant, Cao Jie raised his fist, and suddenly a translucent air ripple visible to the naked eye burst out.

A fist and a palm collided in mid-air, making a loud muffled sound in the setting sun.

"Good work!"

Chao Gai laughed loudly. He was praising from the bottom of his heart. Being able to block a palm strike from the fifth realm with his spirit and flesh realm showed how talented Cao Jie was in martial arts.

Of course, Chao Gai did not show his full strength.

After all, it's a battle of tactics, not a fight to the death.

After stretching his muscles for a while, Cao Jie walked towards Zong Ze's residence.

"Sir, you are reading a book, have a drink in the evening?!"

Zong Ze didn't even raise his head, put away the ancient book, turned around and left.

"Sir, don't leave! There are a few more letters coming from Liaodong, and Hui Niang has also made some breakthroughs. If you don't come, don't say that I'm hiding it from you."

Zong Ze kept walking, but his voice came over: "You go back first, I'll come over at dinner time."

"Don't worry, kid, just wait here."

Before long, Zong Ze came out. Under the setting sun, his hair had already turned gray.

He grew old during the six months in Liangshan.

"Sir, take a look!"

Cao Jie took out several thick letters and handed them over, saying, "Let's not talk about the Jurchens for now. The court has approved the memorial of Lou Yi, the governor of Mingzhou, to "reuse lakes and create farmland". Once this is done, all the lakes in the south of the Yangtze River will be destroyed. By then, floods and droughts will follow one after another. In my opinion, someone in the south of the Yangtze River will rebel within three years."

Zong Ze took out a pair of single-eye reading glasses made for him by Cao Jie, read the letter carefully, and said in a deep voice: "Lou Yi should be killed!"

"Killing him or not has no effect. The Flower and Stone Gang is still causing trouble in the south of the Yangtze River, and now there is the wasteland to create farmland. Sigh!"

Cao Jie shook his head and handed over another letter: "In July, the court sent seven officers, each with an official position, carrying the imperial edict of the market horse, and sailed west to Liaodong on a warship commanded by Pinghai."

Zong Ze took the letter, his hands trembling slightly, and did not open it.

Although I had expected it, it was still heartbreaking when it really happened before my eyes.

"Fortunately, this group of people was useless. When they arrived at the Jin territory and saw the Jurchen patrol soldiers, they were so scared that they dared not move forward and retreated back to Qingzhou."

"call!"

Zong Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, please read this letter again! The Jurchens... are terrifying!"

In the smoke and dust of Liaodong, groups of rough men like violent bears appeared, some with naked upper bodies, some covered with animal skins, charging forward on horseback, shooting arrows at them, and defeating all who met them.

The Khitan soldiers were rushed out by this group of savages, and if they were not shot to death, their heads would be smashed by maces.

This group of savages had shaved the front of their heads and had a braid hanging behind their heads. Each of them had a hideous face, with blood splattered all over their faces. After killing the enemy, they would immediately cut off their heads with knives and hang them around their waists.

Some orcs had more than ten heads hanging around their waists...

(End of this chapter)