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After the commotion, Zhu Ci welcomed the arrival of the next day and arrived at the waterfall together with the prime minister. However, no matter how hard the prime minister tried, he was unable to dive into the bottom of the waterfall.

Zhu Ci chose a large bamboo shoot stone and pushed it into the stream with the Prime Minister. He let the Prime Minister stand on top of it, exposing only his lower abdomen.

But no matter how hard Baoqi tried, she could not stand still, there was no rain, the current was not as terrible as the last time, but in any case, once he let go, he was washed off the rock face, and once he was almost washed off the water, but fortunately for Chu, he could not swim on the water, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

Chu Ci, seeing Bao Xiang's pale face, was so frightened that he had to give up.

It was almost evening when he finished washing his clothes and cutting down his clothes. He had not been able to figure out the crux of the problem.

Zhu Ci, on the other hand, did not know that the inner strength of the Precious Appearance Mantra had increased greatly, but only in comparison to his previous self, the latter was only eleven years old. Furthermore, his mastery of the Art of Formless and Non-Amazing Time was still too short, and he was still far from the second level and was even lacking in the third level.

Only the nine year old Yang Qingtian was able to stand because he had consumed many years of elixirs, and with the help of the old man's vigorous internal energy, and because he had trained in the Nine Yin Scriptures since he was young, his internal energy foundation was deep, thus he was able to stand on top of the stone.

Then again, as long as he doesn't have the biochemical power, he wouldn't be able to stand on the stage with his current Non-Phase Inner Qi.

He returned to the waterfall and went inside the cave. As the cave was located at the junction of the suction forces, it was more urgent than entering the stream. Since the cave did not mutate, Zhu Ci was not able to squat down in the water and tried to fight back with the cold yin dragon's inner strength.

With his mutated body, the powerful Nine Yin Cold Ice zhenqi poured into his feet and combined with his enhanced biochemical strength, he was already able to stand firmly on the stone pile at the entrance of the cave. He stood on both feet at the mouth of the cave. The current was so strong that a large amount of water rushed into his mouth. If luck forced the drool out, then the inner breath would rise and the bottom of the foot would become weak. At that moment, the Qi congealed in the Dantian and the feet would stand firm, not breathing, after a while, the feet would move, and the mouth would release a water arrow. It would absorb the oxygen in the water, and then swim back, sink the hole, and let the water rush past its head. His heart gradually calmed down.

Thinking about how Yang Qingtian was practicing, he waved the firewood knife in his right hand, knocking back a piece of rotten wood that was falling down from the sky. After the rotten wood went down with the water again, he swung the blade back again, and after five or six times, as more and more wooden sticks and rocks were thrown down, Zhu Ci could only use both of his hands, while his other hand struck out empty-handed, only allowing some of the wooden sticks to pass by or hit his body.

He stretched out his machete and swam back to the shore of the stream cave. The last time he had swam through Xiamen Sea, he had not had such a hard time swimming through the storm and waves, and now he had to stand up and hit the rock, and the cave entrance was filled with water. Compared to when he was at the intersection of the torrential downpour, the pressure on the stone surface that Yang Qingtian was standing on was at least ten times more than what it should be. Of course, as long as that old man could breathe underwater, he could also practice at the entrance of the cave.

Zhu Chi meditated for a moment to rest. With a slight stroke of luck, the Nine Yin Cold Qi engulfed his entire body and his inner strength, which was so deep that he couldn't move even a step, seemed to have a director. He was overjoyed and once again jumped into the stream, swimming to the entrance and squatting down in a horse stance.

Seeing the water carrying branches and rocks, he picked up his machete and pushed it upward. The rocks were much lighter in the water. With the support of the water power, the machete could no longer exert much strength and could no longer move freely. While he was fighting with the stone club, he was also contemplating how to block the attack. However, he felt that the more ordinary the technique, the harder it was for the stone club to approach him. For example, a straight stab with the machete would be more powerful than any other wondrous technique that could be performed with a floral maneuver as long as the force was strong. He was exhausted, and his steps were shaky. Then he swam back to the shore. This went on and on until no rock could flow past him. These stone sticks, each time following the waterfall's current for the seventh time, Zhu Chi struck with all his might, breaking them into pieces or striking the rocks far away, and so on, tired, he returned to the banks of the Cave Creek to rest, and, once he had recovered some of his strength, he returned to the cave to practice his skills and eat some dry food and snacks wrapped in oilcloth.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but Zhu Ci did not relax in the slightest. Unbeknownst to him, it was gradually beginning to rain.

Then, gradually comprehending the art of condensing Qi, he lowered his breath and stood still. Unknowingly, as the torrent of the waterfall rose, the water in the cavern grew larger and larger, the rocks and sticks of stone grew more and more numerous, and the rushing of the water made it difficult for him to open his eyes. But he was not alarmed, he was delighted, and he was no longer as nervous as he had been when he first started, and would find it hard to support himself. After a while, the impact of the water even caused his facial features to be distorted, and he couldn't even open his mouth to spit. Because he sucked in the water with his mouth and then drained it, sucking in the air in the water, it was extremely difficult for him to breathe in the water. Zhu Ci thought to himself, "Although I've trained myself to the point of being proud, I still can't choke to death until I can't breathe!" He had no choice but to swim back to the bank of the stream.

Resting on the shore and tidying up, Zhu Ci, who had not yet returned to his normal state, looked at the stone on which Yang was practicing martial arts, and suddenly remembered that it must have been raining outside, and that the old and the young must have come here to practise their martial arts. Zhu Ci had to speed up the packing, dive into the water, and in the midst of the current, a child could be seen rushing through the water, but fortunately another figure was holding hands and not being carried away, and the figure happened to meet Zhu Ci at the mouth of the cave.

That figure, that old man, though he did not have Zhu Ci's biochemical eyes to see through the flowing water, but because he was following the current, the pressure was not that great, and he saw a shadow pass by him, moving against the current, not a stick or stone, and was startled: under the impact of such a current, it was still possible to swim against it, even I could not do it.

He moved his left hand with all his might towards the figure, which was Zhu Ci. Zhu Ci could vaguely see that the energy in his palm was similar to the one he had just comprehended, but he was overjoyed, he did not think of the consequences, and instead of using his biochemical power, he only used pure internal energy against this palm strike. The old man's palm strike was so profound that even the masked man's was far from being able to match it, but at this moment, Zhu Ci was able to clearly see the aftereffects of the palm strike.

The two moves were very similar. The palm force met and a muffled "bo" sound rang out. Zhu Ci had already slipped out of the hole with the help of the external force of his opponent's palm and his own strength, quickly swimming to the shore of the waterfall. He didn't care about the wind or the rain as he ran and hid himself up the mountain.

When the old man crossed his palms, he felt that although there was still a certain gap between the inner strength of the other party and his own, it was already at the peak without a doubt. The old man crossed his palms, although there was still a gap between the inner strength of the other party and his own, but it was already at the peak of without a doubt.

Luckily, his Qi was pure and profound, if it were anyone else, they would be struck by this cold Yin Qi, and their entire body would be drowned in the water. He had planned to use his palm against the opponent's palm to stop him from escaping, never expecting his Qi to be stronger than he expected. He threw his grandson Yang Qingtian onto the shore of the river cave and swam back to the waterfall. When he saw no one around, he felt great hatred and shouted loudly, "Who is it, have come to secretly learn my sect's absolute arts?"

After a long time, no one answered, and then shouted, "Even if you didn't say anything, I still know that you are a disciple of the Sun Moon Demon Sect, hmph! If you can hide today, then you can't hide in the future either. Humph, but if this old man discovers you, you will definitely die a horrible death waiting for the Demons of the Demon Sect. " He thought to himself: "This person actually secretly learned the cultivation method of the Tidal Current Technique, and just now, that move was derived from it. But why does the Nine Yin zhen Qi have the gelid qi, and why is it not only the Nine Yin zhen qi, but also the Ice Cold Finger Qi of the Devil Sect? It's not completely the same, as if there were two attributes of the inner force, the righteous and the evil mutually complement each other, causing him to be puzzled."

Judith, who was in the woods on the hill, listened to the old man's shouting and was annoyed: How did he know I was taught by the Sun and the Moon?

After a long time, when no one answered, the old man dived into the water, and the old man sneaked out of the house and returned to the top of the rock hill, where it was raining rain and there was no one in the inner courtyard. He took a cold shower and looked at his tattered robe, knowing that he was about to be punished again, he lay down on his bed and rested.

Zhu Ci had been training in the cave for almost a day, and her Nine Yin Cold Ice zhen Qi had also improved. She was surprised and happy that her inner strength was growing so fast, it was definitely not just ten days or half a month's worth of effort. How could she have improved so much after spending so much time in the water? It was no less than a reverse swim in the middle of a rolling wave.

That night, he was unable to sleep soundly. He had comprehended many of the key principles of parrying, counterattacking, horizontal cutting and downward slashing in the flowing water. At that time, he finally understood why he used the dagger. But if he did not practice like this at the entrance of the cave and jumped on the rock, his martial arts would not have improved this way, and he would not be able to learn this technique. At this moment, he only needed to shake the knife lightly in his hand and the force would be everywhere, and he would be able to shatter the rock into powder.

Then, Zhu Ci recalled that the ancients did not have a body made of biochemistry, but could actually think of all kinds of acupuncture techniques. He realized the wonders of the inner force, and his intelligence was at least a hundred times greater than his own.

At daybreak, Zhu Ci branded all of his insights into his chest. Although he had turned back into his normal form, the Nine Yin Cold true energy had retreated back into the jade bead, leaving only his inner force as calm as it could be. Although his internal Qi was similar to those of the third tier martial artists, he still had to comprehend the Dugu sword intent. Even if there were no variations, it was already something that an ordinary expert could not contend with.

Therefore, even though he only had the incomparable inner strength and no mutation, Zhu Ci possessed a high level of martial arts knowledge. He was far from someone who had only the power of biochemistry and no martial arts cultivation in the past.

When they saw the Treasure Appearance Sect's martial path, they would think back to the past where they learned to fight quickly without understanding the changes in their moves. They would think of nothing as much as winning by relying solely on one's strength and speed. He then thought, "If I didn't have my biochemical body as my base, even if I had many fortuitous encounters today, I would never have reached such a state."

Zhu Ci's heart began to circulate, and he began to add his enlightenment into the formless and uneventful moves. The martial arts of the Precious Appearance Sect also began to grow and break through, and in some cases, he would have to borrow the power of the inner force. Zhu Ci skipped through some of the moves, and only when the Precious Appearance Sect grew its inner force, would he be able to understand and pass them down.

The Dutch colonists had died in power, but when the Dutch East India Company found their losses too great, it still attempted to make a desperate struggle. In the third year of Chongzhen, in September of 1630, after the signing of the last peace treaty, the Dutch authorities evidently refused to accept the close relationship between the Tianzun Army and the Luzon authorities. The reinforcements dispatched from Badavia arrived at large numbers, and in addition to more than six hundred soldiers and eleven warships, the reinforcements also brought large supplies and gunpowder. At the time, the Tianzheng Army began to carry out a large number of immigrants, with missions throughout Taiwan. The military force stationed in the major cities and towns amounted to thirty thousand people, all of them being the first division of the army, while Taiwan's naval defense was handed over to the second division of the navy.

In the third year of Chongzhen, in the middle of September, 1630, Dutch reinforcements docked in the outer seas declared war on the Tian and He armies, which waged a fierce naval battle in the inner sea of the Taijiang River. The Tian and He armies achieved complete victory in the battle, and the Tian Zhen (with a big drainage wing at the rear, like a wheel, also known as a ship) sank three Dutch warships in the first battle. The other four were mainly captured by ironclad battleships, and seized a large number of supply ships. The Germanic Dutch NCO Hans Jeurriaen Rade defected. With the help of information provided by the Tianzheng Army, the ship arrived at the four Dutch ships that had come to the shore of the fleeing ship. Once again, she bombarded them with cannon. On the 8th of October, Chen Ziwen from Luzon was sent to the Dutch authorities in Badavia. If no compensation was made, the Tianvale Army would land in Badavia, and the greatly weakened Dutch authorities would decisively choose to pay compensation and sign a treaty, expressing their agreement to "negotiate peace again". Wishing to redeem Dutch officials and warships, such as Puttans, with ransom, it was vehemently rejected by the Sky Valve Army Commission and demanded that it sign the surrender treaty unconditionally. After negotiations at the Nansha Islands in Taiwan on November 20, the Dutch authorities gave in to the Tiansuo Army, paid an amount of 3,260,000 taels of silver, and promised to withdraw forever from Taiwan, the territory of the Great Ming, and designated Taiwan as having a Pacific Ocean as its territorial waters. The Dutch authorities were no longer ambitious, and guaranteed normal taxes and taxes for the two countries.

Chongzhen three years, in the first day of December, 1630, the Minister of Revenue of the Ministry of Revenue was in a huge deficit, with twelve matters to be settled, demanding an increase in customs duties, donation of public fees, and so on. Liang Tindong, the minister of war, had a lack of food and troops, and the reason for talking about people's poverty was because of the greed of officials. Only after the envoy had been greedy and had sent Tian Fu, would the commoners agree. The Minister asked for an increase of three percent per mu, thus adding 1,650,000 more fields, which was a total of 68.0 million more than the increase from the past. At this moment, the people mourned even more.