It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 25 Tiger-Bearing Beheading Knife
  At the end of the longitudinal line of the school grounds, under the eaves of the wall, stands a weapons rack.

The whole piece is made of hard pear wood and has a deep tan color.

From swords, spears, halberds and even bows and arrows, the weapon racks hold many common weapons.

Especially at the bottom, there is a decapitation knife with a dark green texture and a deep luster stuck vertically!

The knife has been sharpened, and the blade touching the ground is slightly rusty, but the cold light remains unabated.

Especially the handle of the knife is actually in the shape of a tiger, lifelike.

The whole knife exudes the aura of fierce blood evil!

Somehow, Li Qinglin's eyes were directly attracted to this knife!

Seeing Li Qinglin's eyes fixed on the knife, Master Fu opened his mouth to explain,
  "This sword is called the Tiger-Tied Beheading Sword, and it is the only ten-forged weapon in this weapon rack.

It takes a lot of hard work to produce a treasured sword! The ordinary weapons used by the wild men are basically just forged and forged by the blacksmith at will.

Only when you reach the level of ten forgings can you often need a famous craftsman to cast it. It is a real killing weapon! Only a martial artist can trigger it. "

Master Fu's hand gently brushed the cold blade of the Tiger-Tied Beheading Knife, his voice was soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the beheading knife.

"It's a pity that there was a problem with this knife when it was quenched to remove impurities during casting. Some of the rough embryos were not completely removed, making it extremely heavy.

Even warriors who are in the second level of Locking Essence: Strong Flesh Realm may not be able to swing it normally.

This is placed in the school grounds for you to visit. "

Extremely heavy?

The more Li Qinglin listened, the more he liked the tiger-headed beheading knife.

Heavy is enough!
  Heaviness is beauty!

Before Li Qinglin broke through to the level of a martial artist, his strength was already at the limit of ordinary people!
  After the breakthrough, the brute force was like a savage beast, more than just dragging down an ox?
  Only by scratching and touching the giant steel blade of death can Li Qinglin's advantages be fully utilized!

"Gotta find a way to get it!"

Li Qinglin felt itchy in his heart and wished he could empty the weapons rack overnight.

Li Qinglin moved forward, his legs slightly bent, his body sank, he grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and then exerted a little force...

dusty,

The tiger-decapitating knife was faintly awakened, and a buzzing sound wrapped around the blade, like bursts of muffled thunder.

"It's so heavy...but I seem to be able to lift it completely!"

Li Qinglin's heart moved, but he loosened his grip, pretending to be struggling, and put down the Tiger-Tied Beheading Knife while panting.

"Not bad, your strength has increased again! If you continue to polish your body, you may be able to control this decapitating knife in the realm of tight skin!"

There was a hint of approval on Master Fu's face.

He didn't know what he thought of, and he was a little distracted. His eyes looking at Li Qinglin also had other charms.

He just stood there in a daze.

On the school grounds, the heavy sounds of martial arts training continued continuously, and the sound of stone locks clanging on the ground became more frequent than usual.

Many people often look at Li Qinglin secretly, with deep envy in their eyes.

"What a genius! He actually turned on a small stove!"

These people's teeth are almost broken.

A sense of crisis arose in Miao Miao's heart.

There was Pang Pangzhuang who broke through the martial arts master before her, and Li Qinglin caught up later!
  The reputation of the eldest sister in the school is on the verge of collapse!
  "Everyone deserves a beating! I'm going to beat all of your heads!"

Miao Miao said fiercely to herself, practicing martial arts like crazy!
  ……

Gently wipe the dust on the decapitation knife with deerskin, and then smear the blade with cotton gauze dipped in a little lard.

Li Qinglin's eyes were focused and his movements were gentle and careful.

In fact, it stands to reason that Li Qinglin, who has achieved martial arts breakthrough, is already qualified to negotiate with Wang Zhai and return his household registration.

However, Li Qinglin inquired and found out that in the past ten years, all those who had been promoted from tenant servants in the outer courtyard to martial arts masters had returned their household registrations, but none of them had left the royal residence.

Either become a nursing home, or become a school martial arts master.

Or... disappear forever.

In fact, it is easy to understand. Wang Zhai opened an external academy at an extremely low price to teach martial arts to tenants.

Naturally, the idea is to train private soldiers and promote internally.

How could you let him go so easily?

As for joining Wangzhai...

How can a man who lives between heaven and earth live in a state of depression for a long time? !

Li Qinglin no longer wants to surrender and rely on others!

"It's unprecedented to be able to make a big impact in one month. But to break through to a martial artist in one month, especially if it's a mud-legged guy with no background, that's too appalling." Li Qinglin wiped the copper ornaments on the handle of the knife with a rag. Bright, thinking in my heart,

"Waiting for a few more months, serving in the pioneer service may be an opportunity. By then, if I reveal my strength as a martial artist, I will be able to be accepted by the world."

"It's just that before this, I had the herb-collecting and standing skills in my practice, so it's not very urgent. But the means of protecting the path and killing are too simple, and it seems that I should master another long-range attack method."

Although the Herb Collecting Standing Kung Fu is an unpopular technique, it also briefly touches on the training tips for tightening the skin membrane.

From now on, you just need to find a suitable method and practice it. In a short period of time, you can continue to polish your body and tighten your skin.

But the method of fighting, especially the method of controlling weapons, is the top priority!
  With bare hands, how can it be as convenient as holding a magical weapon to cut grass? !

For weapons, use a heavy knife!

If you want to shoot from a distance, you can use lunge to shoot!
  In terms of boxing and kicking skills, I can now use Luqi Shibatui to make the transition.

At the back door in the morning, the figure of the charcoal seller was still vivid in my mind.

Just looking at him made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, and he could not control his life or death.

Li Qinglin felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

"Why do people always want to break my peaceful life?!"

Li Qinglin's eyes were fierce, like a wolf walking alone in the wilderness.

He raised his head, looked at Master Fu who had been in a daze for a long time, and asked,
  "Master Fu, at this stage, is there any way I can acquire sword skills and foot shooting skills?"

Seeing Fu Wushu come to his senses and look towards him.

Li Qinglin explained: “Although I have been playing hard, I seem to be one step away from the realm of a martial artist, but I don’t know when and where I can break through.

Before that, maybe I can practice other martial arts and tap into my brute strength. Maybe I can draw parallels and help me break through? "

Sword skills?
  Step shooting method?

Somehow, Master Fu looked at Li Qinglin in an increasingly weird way.

He hesitated, but said,

"No, there is no way."

Li Qinglin was overjoyed and immediately stood up, bowed to Master Fu and said,
  "Please give me some advice, Master Fu!"

Master Fu looked around, lowered his voice, and said softly,

"The Dharma is not taught lightly. If you want to learn it, you can find me in the guest room in the south wing."

……

"Is that knife really that heavy? It doesn't look that big."

"Then Li Qinglin can only pick up the slightest bit, so why is Master Fu so surprised?

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Li Qinglin came from behind, and the errands of cleaning the school grounds naturally fell to others.

Because the road was wider, Donkey Lian hugged Li Qinglin's thigh tightly, so he was naturally spared such hard work.

The others dispersed, leaving two or three tenants behind. One of them, a somewhat sturdy tenant, suddenly dropped his broom and walked towards the weapons rack.

"Fusheng! You don't want your life! You dare to touch a weapon without the permission of Master Fu!"

The other two people tried to dissuade him in shock.

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who knows?!"

Fusheng turned around and glared at the other two men with a hint of warning.

Then he walked quickly to the decapitating knife, assumed a standing stance, and hugged the handle of the knife with both hands.

"Get me... up!!"

Fusheng gritted his teeth, the veins on his neck were exposed, and his whole face turned red and warm.

But the decapitating knife holding the tiger's head didn't move at all.

"I don't believe it!! Get up!!"

Fusheng tried his best to suck the milk.

however……

Pfft!

Fierce nosebleeds spurted out from his nose. Fusheng took two steps back. The huge intracranial pressure made his eyes dazzle. His legs gave out and he fell backward.

"How can he be so strong?"

In the vague consciousness, a terrible thought appeared vaguely,

"Brother Yu's injury could be..."

(End of this chapter)