He clenched his fists and felt the heat rolling through his body, which was completely different from before. Li Guanyi felt a little dazed.

If the feeling before was like a ball of breath the size of sesame seeds.

So now it has to be as big as an egg, clenched into a ball, very solid.

Make a fist, step on horseback, and punch forward. The punch is strong and gives you a feeling of majestic and inexhaustible power.

He took a step back and pulled out the dagger given by his aunt. He stepped back and held the sword in his hand, sweeping it across, slashing it vertically, and raking it diagonally.

Lift the clouds, split the mountains, sweep the clouds, chop the waves.

Push mountains, reject mountains, assassinate kings, and kill chariots.

Moves that are completely different from the Eight Pojun Swordsmen and the internal strength that are popular outside, are poured out in one breath.

With the emergence of muscle memory, from the unfamiliarity at the beginning, I quickly became proficient.

The eight swords of breaking the army, getting started!

The eight swords that break the army are proficient!

The eight swords that break the army are mastered!

The eight swords that break the army——

The murderous aura was strong but lawful. Even in this small area, there was still a layer of pale sword light. In the end, the sword light paused. Li Guanyi stepped back half a step, exhaled slightly, held the dagger and slashed hard.

Down, like a crescent moon.

The ultimate move, kill the Sirius!

The buzzing sound came from within. It was the sound that the entire muscles and bones were tense and then erupted.

The last move is over.

Li Guan held the dagger in both hands and breathed slowly, feeling the tremors in his muscles. A strange and familiar feeling came to his mind, as if he had been practicing this sword technique for several years, but the corresponding muscles in his body had no corresponding memory.

The exertion of the muscles caused soreness and slight tremors, which were slowly soothed by the heat flow.

Eight swords that break the army, great success!

Li Guanyi reviewed everything that had just happened, thoughtfully: "This is..."

"The bronze cauldron absorbed some kind of power from Yue Qianfeng, and then turned into that dragon. It seems to contain part of the memory of Yue Qianfeng's martial arts practice, to assist me in my practice..."

Li Guanyi's thoughts suddenly stopped.

A huge feeling of hunger gripped his stomach. As he began to think, his brain needed energy. The acid in his stomach was overwhelming and he wanted to rush out. He forcibly interrupted his thinking. Li Guanyi rubbed it hard.

The stomach and reason were defeated by the attack of appetite.

It's like the feeling you get after playing games all night and finally winning a game.

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!

He swallowed and walked out of the house quietly on tiptoes.

First he grabbed a carrot, washed it and stuffed it into his mouth. He smashed it until it was smashed and swallowed it. At this time, it was too troublesome and time-consuming to start the fire. Li Guanyi took out a large cake from the wooden cabinet.

He also moved a stone that was pressed on a black jar, and took a pair of clean chopsticks to pick out the pickled shredded pickles and garlic.

Squatting behind the cabinet, I took a bite of the flatbread and picked up the pickles with chopsticks. I ate the flatbread clean in just a few moments, and finally quelled the overwhelming feeling of hunger in my stomach.

Then he licked his lips, took out another piece of pie, tore it open and put it in his mouth, while he could finally think about what happened.

"Such as hunger caused by the body's need for a large amount of nutrients, conservation of matter, martial arts training to transform the body, it requires nutrition, but the nutrition that allows "Broken Formation Song" to be completed in one breath cannot be dealt with with just a few big cakes.

It seems that the jade liquid in the cauldron is the key, at least it can act as...well, the vitality."

Li Guan turned his chopsticks around and scratched them unconsciously on the ground.

There was no money left to lay the floor in the yard they rented. The ground inside the house was also land. It was convenient for Li Guanyi to write something. He casually poked an ant to death with the end of his chopstick. Li Guanyi scratched his chin and scratched whatever he wanted.

Used to organize thoughts.

"The cauldron can collect the vitality or charm of strong people."

"After you collect enough, you can turn it into, um... a red dragon or something, and you can use the charm and vitality to assist in your cultivation..."

Li Guanyi figured out the general use, but new problems emerged.

He rubbed his chin and said to himself: "So now, what are the requirements for the source of power that this cauldron absorbs? What level of warrior must it be, or are there any specific requirements?"

"Second point, how strong is the feedback of this tripod? Where is the upper limit?"

"Can we only assist in practicing the skills that the other party possesses?"

Li Guanyi found that he had more and more doubts about the cauldron. Suddenly he heard the sound of subtle footsteps. After finishing the big cake in three mouthfuls, he turned around and raised his head to see his aunt who was tense. The aunt also saw Li Guanyi.

At first glance, both of them seemed to be startled, and they took a step back.

Then Murong Qiu Shui breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his white finger and pointed it between the young man's eyebrows, poked it, and said angrily:

"Hearing the noise outside, I thought it was a thief."

"I didn't expect it to be you, a greedy cat."

The young man scratched his head, restrained his previous seriousness, and just smiled shyly: "I'm hungry."

However, he caught a glimpse of his aunt wearing a brown loose lining with white edges, her black hair falling down like a waterfall, her eyes like morning stars, and her palms as white as white. Then she casually threw the iron pot with a missing ring to the side.

A sound.

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched.

If it was a thief, his head might have been shot by his aunt by now.

The wheel of the iron pot with one corner missing was rounded for a moment, and it was very powerful. Thirty-seven little thieves had already fallen to my aunt before. She was a proficient woman walking in the world with a child, even if it was

No matter how low-key you are, you will always get into trouble.

If he had turned around a step too late, he might have had to eat a meal from his aunt.

Murong Qiushui took a step forward, looked Li Guanyi up and down with his eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "Li Nu'er is practicing martial arts today?"

Li Guanyi was stunned and said, "Auntie, how do you know?"

Murong Qiushui smiled and said: "Although aunt doesn't understand martial arts, she also knows that it is normal for a warrior to have a great appetite after learning internal skills. Besides, my slave son is extremely talented, and the Red Dragon Guest is blind so he doesn't teach him.

How about your skills?"

She lifted up her skirt slightly, skipped lightly, and walked to the other side of the cabinet, in the direction of Li Guanyi. Only then did Li Guanyi see her aunt's bare feet, which were as white as jade. She was probably listening keenly just now.

When there was news, I came out without having time to put on my shoes, stepped on the black soil, walked to the side of the cabinet, smoothed the folds of my clothes with my hands, sat on the ground on one side, and patted the ground.

Li Guanyi was sitting next to him.

Murong Qiu Shui frowned and said, "I mean, get me a piece of cake too."

The young man was stunned and said jokingly: "Auntie, doesn't she stop eating at night?"

Murong Qiushui coughed slightly and said, "Get up, I'm hungry!"

Li Guanyi almost laughed out loud and shook his head. He was worried about waking up his aunt, so he had just used cold hard pancakes to cope with it. Since his aunt also wanted to eat, he simply made a fire to cook and cooked two bowls of noodles.

I cracked two more poached eggs.

It was to inspire Bronze Cauldron to make friends with Yue Qianfeng. They had just passed by every few days before, bringing meat and wine. Their lives were quite simple. After all, Li Guanyi was a fugitive, even if there was something in his stomach that could be exchanged for money.

, I don’t dare to be too arrogant, and there is no meat at home now.

After bringing two bowls of plain noodles, he took a stone and placed it next to the cabinet. One bowl of noodles for each person, and a small plate with some shredded pickles placed in the middle. Li Guan said, "There is no meat at home, so let's deal with it."

"

Murong Qiushui suddenly laughed, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile:

"But I still have a chicken drumstick here. Do you want to eat it?"

Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows.

Murong Qiushui picked up the noodles with his chopsticks, and then turned them around. The chopsticks stirred up a large ball of noodles, which was wider at the bottom and narrower at the top. It looked like a chicken drumstick. Li Guanyi couldn't laugh or cry, but saw his aunt proudly saying,

Then he pointed to a big pickle and said:

"If yours is a chicken leg, then mine is a big piece of braised pork."

"Hey, then this is the roast goose for me."

Murong Qiushui and Li Guanyi were sitting under the wooden cabinet. This yard was a bit shabby.

After my aunt became ill, she pawned all her jewelry to support herself.

This yard was obtained in exchange for my aunt's white jade pendant. Even Li Guanyi could tell that this jade pendant was extremely extraordinary. It was as oily as fat, as moist as crisp, as sound as gold, as thin as silk, as white as fat, and as waxy as

The plaster, with a picture of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin engraved on it, was a token given by the uncle to the aunt. Seeing that they were a weak woman and a child, the pawnshop owner only quoted ten taels of silver.

Li Guanyi wanted to drag his aunt away, but her aunt calmly said yes.

Even Li Guanyi was furious. His aunt just touched his hair and said with a smile that tokens are not as important as people. Then she took out half of the money to rent the yard, and the remaining money was stored for daily expenses.

Go use it.

Even so, the yard is dilapidated. Except for the living area, the other houses are a little leaky. In summer, when it rains heavily, you have to hold a basin to collect water. Sitting in front of the cupboard, I raised my head and looked through the somewhat broken roof.
To be continued...