C1 Winter pear blossom

At the Great Halberd Art, the second year of Taiyue, in the Qing Zhou Province.

It was in the middle of winter, and a heavy snowstorm had dyed the huge interior and exterior of the Azure Province with white hair.

On the east side of the City Lord's Mansion, there was an old pear tree. Under the tree, there was a young man in a green robe sitting there with a calm expression.

This youth was around 15 or 16 years old. He was thin and handsome. Perhaps it was because he had washed his face cleanly, but his eyes were sparkling. The few freckles on his cheeks were also exceptionally clear.

"It's already been six days, this kid is really risking his life!" Is it worth it for a woman? "

"What do you know? That depends on what kind of woman it is! "He is the daughter of the City Lord. As long as he can get his hands on this branch, the Meng family will naturally enter the gold state day after day. They will be able to reach great heights in the future!"

"Can I really climb up to the top of the City Lord's Mansion using such a stupid method?" "Hahaha!"

All sorts of discussions, disdainful voices, and mocking voices came from the surrounding crowd.

It had been six days since such a similar discussion had started.

Six days ago, the Qingzhou City's City Lord's daughter, Murong Bingxue, was standing on her balcony, pointing at the old pear tree outside the wall and laughing lightly.

"If any of you have the ability to make the winter Pear Blossom blossom, I will accompany him to admire the snow and look at the Pear Blossom. I will not go back on my words!"

It was winter, and the moon was in full bloom!

Looking around the entire Qingzhou Palace, there was only one person who could do this, and that was the City Lord who had already stepped into the Divine Secret Realm and was Murong Bingxue's father, Murong Xiongguan.

The Middle-earth's martial arts were divided into nine realms, namely armor-breaking, malleolus, invigorating spirit, Innate Realm, Divine Ability, longevity, Longevity, Creation and Immortal Realm.

The first five stages were the peak of the martial arts in the secular world, and the last four stages were at the Saint realm. Only the Saint realm cultivators had the qualifications to train in the martial arts.

Once one reached the fifth level of Divine Secret Realm, they could infuse their innate energy into the plant's vitality, creating a wondrous scene of winter flowers blooming.

In addition, there was also a stupid method recorded in the Daoist Canon. It was for a low-level martial artist to use their own true essence and continuously pour it into the tree. After seven days and seven nights, there would be no interruptions.

But who would do such a stupid thing?

Seven days and seven nights. Was it worth it to continuously transfer inner Qi to a tree without rest?

Furthermore, no one under the Divine Secret Realm could withstand such a high intensity consumption of energy.

Doing such a stupid thing could easily damage the foundation of the body. Once the foundation was shaken, it would be difficult to advance in the martial way!

Therefore, even though Murong Bingxue was the number one beauty of the Qingzhou City and the goddess in the hearts of millions of Qingzhou youths, there was only one person who would do such a foolish thing for her, regardless of the consequences.

His name was Meng Kang, and he was the son of Qing Yuan's medicine store owner, and was also the renowned good-for-nothing young master in the Qingzhou City.

Meng Kang lightly pressed his hands on the old pear tree trunk, and while maintaining a steady breathing, he slowly transferred the tiniest bit of internal energy into the meridians of the old pear tree.

He felt that this Pear Tree's mood was somewhat joyful, so his mood was also very cheerful, without even the slightest bit of impatience.

For a person to be able to maintain such a peaceful and tranquil state of mind for six whole days without sleeping, eating, or drinking, not even going to the toilet, it could only be said that he was a freak among freaks!

In fact, Meng Kang was quite famous in the Qingzhou City. Upon mentioning this name, most people's first reaction was to be angry at his for not fighting, and to feel that he had failed!

This was because he had a very rich father, Meng Dafu. The ancestors of the Meng Family had practiced medicine for three generations, but in Meng Dafu's generation, he just so happened to like doing business.

Meng Dafu's medicine business was very big, his family's courtyard was only half a foot shorter than the residence of the City Lord. And for such a large house, the Meng family only had three in the Qingzhou City.

After he became rich, Meng Dafu's biggest worry now was his son, Meng Kang.

Meng Kang's body had been rather weak since he was young, and it was said that there were some problems with his Innate Qi and meridians. Until he turned sixteen, his internal energy cultivation had not even touched the threshold of the armor-breaking Realm.

In the Qingzhou City, normal children would be able to cultivate inner breathing at the age of seven or eight under normal circumstances. At the age of twelve, with a master teacher guiding them, entering the realm of malleolus was very common.

Even until Meng Kang turned sixteen, he still only had a single breath left to use. The most he could do was to shatter green bricks with a single punch, and not to mention malleolus, he couldn't even touch the threshold.

In order to solve his son's problem in martial arts, Meng Dafu didn't hesitate to pay a lot of money to hire martial artists everywhere.

Over time, Meng Kang's martial arts did not go well, and instead he had raised a large group of people to stay at home, where he was made a laughingstock by the young and old.

In fact, Father Meng was a kind person. He was kind and kind, and would give his life as a relief during times of great disaster. Therefore, while the neighbors were laughing at the Meng Family, they were also feeling sorry for their devoted father.

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon. Meng Dafu led his three hanger-ons and hurriedly rushed to the old pear tree.

"Son, will you? Could he withstand it? Forget it if it doesn't work! You've already persisted for six days! "It's done!"

Meng Dafu did his best to control his voice, afraid that he would disturb his son.

He had always been obedient to his precious son and never took the initiative to interfere. As long as it was something that his son decided on, he would very rarely oppose it.

Meng Kang raised his head, and blinked his eyes at his father, and then looked at the three hanger-ons beside his father.

The big bearded guard in the middle quickly took out a metal box from his chest, opened it and handed it over to Meng Kang.

Meng Kang took a whiff of the smell in the box, and said: "The age of the Snake Saliva is not good enough, everything else is fine, just make do and eat it!"

After speaking, Meng Kang opened his mouth, his hands still pressing onto the old pear tree, as he slowly breathed out.

The big bearded doorman quickly took a big pill from the metal box and stuffed it into the young master's mouth.

Following Meng Kang's difficult swallowing motion, the spectators gasped.

In these six days, Meng Kang would eat a meal at noon every day. What he ate was precisely this kind of black-colored pill.

The first two days were nothing, but on the fourth and fifth day, many people began to pay attention to the pill he was taking.

To be able to make a young man not even at the armor-breaking Realm not sleep, not eating nor drinking for so long, coupled with the background of the Meng family's medical family, even with his knees, one could tell that this pill was definitely an excellent thing!

"Young master Little Meng, do you still have more of those pills? How about selling a few to me? In any case, even if you persist until the end, Murong Bingxue still might not like you! "Why bother?"

A youth in embroidered clothes shouted loudly within the crowd.

Meng Kang also did not reply as his face returned to a state as calm as water. His entire body relaxed to minimize the energy consumption.

"Meng Kang! Don't even think about eating swan meat, you toad! With a bird like you, do you really want Miss Murong to favor you? Get the hell out of here! "

The one who spoke was the eldest son of General Zhen Yuan,. He was Murong Bingxue's number one pursuer, seeing Meng Kang cause such a ruckus for Miss Murong, although he knew it was impossible, he still hated it.

"Brother Xu is right!" Trash like Meng Kang, who couldn't even use his armor-breaking, could only act like a clown and attract attention towards himself. How could Miss Murong possibly think highly of him? "Stupid!"

A young master at the side, who was waving a fan, commented while shaking his head.

These people were all noble sons of the Qingzhou City, they had always admired Murong Bingxue and upon seeing him go all out, they could not help but feel displeased.

However, with the citizens of the city watching them, they didn't dare to do any dirty things in public.

It was already the sixth day, and according to the current situation, with the help of the mysterious pill, it was very likely that Meng Kang would be able to endure for another seven days.

This was what many of the spectators thought.

Because they were not sure about the City Lord's Palace's attitude, especially how the City Lord's daughter, Murong Bingxue, would treat this matter.

What would he do with this idiot?

As a result, the three gambling houses in the city had set up a bet. What would Murong Bingxue do after the bet was held for seven days?

Would she be able to enjoy the snow and see the flowers with this famous good-for-nothing youth?

Or would he just close the door and leave, as if all of this had never happened?

Let this infatuated youth wait for seven days and not be able to beg?

As night fell, the cold of the winter night was somewhat bone-chilling.

The lights in the city were extinguished one by one. The doors and windows of every house were tightly shut, blocking the wind, snow, and cold from the outside.

Many people couldn't help but think of the young man under the old pear tree when they were closing the window. They were still foolishly sitting there in the snow just for the sake of the beautiful woman's joke.

Another heavy snow fell, the snowflakes were like falling feathers as they silently descended onto the window frame of the City Governor's daughter's room.

"Miss, that fool is still under the tree! By noon tomorrow, seven days will have passed. What should we do? "

Murong Bingxue's personal maid, Xiao Mei, asked with a face full of worry.

The City Lord's daughter, Murong Bingxue, was speechless for a long while before frowning and saying in disgust, "What else can we do? If the Pear Blossom is blooming, then go and give him an explanation! "

"Ah?" Miss, do you really want to accompany him to admire the snow and look at the flowers? "

Little Mei asked in surprise.

Murong Bingxue's face was filled with a cold arrogance. Her brows were tightly knitted, and she did not speak any further.

Because apart from her beauty, her martial arts cultivation rose the fastest among her peers in the entire Qingzhou City. Her martial arts were the source of her confidence and were also the common measure of the entire Mainland China.

Cultivating spiritual force level before the age of sixteen could definitely be considered a genius.

All spiritual force level Warriors possessed the power of thunder and lightning. They could travel as fast as the wind for five hundred miles per day. They could assume the post of field officer in the Great Halberd Empire's army and lead seven hundred armored soldiers.

How could someone like her fancy a trash like Meng Kang?

What she admired was a peerless master like her father, a genius with an extraordinary cultivation base. However, she had never thought about pestering him with a dog to admire the snow and see the flowers, and it was also under the supervision of the entire city.

The seventh day that everyone was looking forward to had finally arrived!

Outside the east wall of the City Lord's Mansion, there were crowds of people gathered to watch the fun. Inside the three rooms, there were people standing everywhere on the tree walls.

The three major gambling houses had already stopped betting on Meng Kang's survival for seven days. What they were betting on now was the Murong City Lord's Mansion's attitude and reaction to this matter.

Seven days later, regardless of whether the old pear tree would blossom in winter or not, Murong Bingxue had to give an explanation to the people of the city who were watching the show.

In another incense stick of time, it would be noon of the seventh day. This was also the time to uncover the answer.

The entire street suddenly became quiet. Everyone's gaze was focused on the old pear tree, as well as the tenacious youth under the tree.

"Flower, blooming!"

It was unknown who shouted this from the crowd, but in an instant, everyone's gazes swept towards the old Pear Tree's dried up body.

It was unknown when it started, but perhaps it was because of the heavy snow last night, a row of tender green branches emerged from the tree. Furthermore, these branches grew at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Soon after, large patches of green appeared on the branches of the old pear tree, giving a vigorous life force to the chilling winter.

"The records in the Daoist Canon are indeed true!"

The crowd burst into an uproar. This miraculous scene caused the trust and worship of the people towards the Orthodoxy to grow even deeper.

How long does it take to get from bud to bud?

Perhaps it was a spring, or perhaps it only required a single incense stick of time, or perhaps it was the time for a cup of tea to cool down.

Murong Bingxue stood in front of the window in a daze, listening to the people's cheers outside the window, her chest suddenly felt blocked.

She quickly opened the curtain and stared angrily at the old pear tree and the young man under the tree. Just as she was about to curse, she was suddenly stunned.

This was because she clearly saw that the rogue boy casually retracted his hands that he had placed on the old pear tree back into his sleeves, then he stood up from the bench, his movements extremely graceful and beautiful.

was not the only one who saw this scene, there were also the young and old on the street, Zhang Sanli, the four princes, and the two pockmarked elder. Everyone, including the stewards of the three gambling houses, were stunned.

The old pear tree lost the nourishment of the youth's Zhen Qi. Before the tender shoots on its branches could turn into flower buds, they rapidly shriveled and withered.

"Is he crazy?"

"He could have done it. Why did he give up?"

"You've persisted for seven full days!" If he doesn't sleep, and doesn't come in the end, why would this kid go crazy? "

"What a fool!" "Two hundred and fifty!"

The onlookers were no longer calm. Some of the more impatient citizens even began to swear.

Meng Kang shrugged his shoulders, stretched lazily, and then slowly leaned forward and carried the bench under his butt that he had sat on for almost seven days onto his shoulder, looking extremely comfortable.

After that, the youth with the bench on his shoulders walked down the street with a relaxed expression while the crowd stared at him as if they had seen a ghost. This scene was quite strange.

None of the neighbors present had yet recovered from their shock, because no one would believe that after seven days and seven nights, this kid had already endured until now. There was really no reason for him to give up!

Furthermore, the fact that he could walk by himself and didn't forget to carry the chair meant that he still had the strength to do so.

Is he crazy?

On the second floor of the City Lord's Mansion, Murong Bingxue, who was as cold as ice and as arrogant as snow, was also staring at the window like a silly goose.

Finally, Qing Pei, who was in the midst of a good thing, could not hold it in anymore and shouted: "Meng Kang, why did you leave?"

The youth did not even turn his head and waved his hand. He said in a loud and domineering voice, "I'm sleepy. It's better to sleep comfortably in my bed at home!"