The next day, Feng Ziqing woke up from his practice. He was already in the late stage of Yuling Realm, and his physical hardness had reached a higher level, and the meridians in his body had strengthened several times. Although the twins' natal Qi Palace did not give birth to natal objects, they were still alive.
House twins, it feels very good.
Exited the attic and came to the sword platform.
When the sword on the sword platform loses its sword power, it has no restrictions.
There are two long swords standing in the center of the sword platform, one black and one white. The black sword belongs to Yi Meng and the white sword belongs to Chen Yue.
According to the detailed records of Shou Shan, the sword of Yi Meng was indeed of the highest grade, but Feng Ziqing did not intend to take it away. How could the two immortal Taoists bear to be separated, so he chose a broad sword about five fingers wide.
Wide and heavy, it is exactly what the third guardian called the idiot's sword.
The reason why Feng Ziqing chose the heavy sword was because he had never learned any sword-managing techniques, nor had he learned any moves, so he had no choice but to use force to defeat skill.
This sword is the most suitable.
Coming to the body of the wide sword, the word "Chi Yue" is engraved under the hilt.
Oh, that's not a bad tone. Let me see how heavy your sword is. Feng Ziqing held the hilt of the sword and lifted it up, but it didn't move at all. Good guy, it's just what I wanted.
He adjusted his posture, spread his legs, lowered his waist, grasped the handle of the sword tightly with both hands, and lifted it up with all his strength. He slowly began to increase the intensity, and the veins gradually popped out.
Ah roared, "Get up!" With a clang, he finally pulled out the sword, then stumbled and fell to the ground, and the sword also fell to the ground.
He stood up and picked up the sword. It was indeed quite heavy, and it was quite laborious to swing it. It shouldn't be a problem if you practice more.
Feng Ziqing is now in the late stage of Yuling Realm. In terms of strength alone, it is not difficult to carry something more than two hundred kilograms. Based on this estimate, the weight of this sword alone is about three to five hundred kilograms. It seems that "holding"
The word "Yue" has a certain weight.
He dragged the sword all the way to the attic, threw it on the ground, then bent his knees and jumped up, and was on the eaves of the second floor. He lost his balance and fell face-on. He sighed, it seemed that he was getting used to it more.
Otherwise, it would be troublesome to go hunting for animals.
When I came to the top of the third floor, I picked up the seventh tile as the old man said. It was a purple bamboo hairpin. It was old and the style looked ordinary. There were two characters engraved on it, but Feng Ziqing didn't recognize it.
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He jumped down from the attic with a light body, put the bamboo hairpin in his arms, picked up Zhiyue, activated his spiritual power, and started practicing his sword.
Two days later, the state gradually stabilized, and with the blessing of spiritual power, Zhiyue could barely swing it freely. That's it, he went down the mountain to report that he was safe.
After eating the wild fruits given by the long-tailed monkeys of all sizes, I waved goodbye to them, hid the unknown bamboo hairpin and the wide sword Zhiyue in the cave, carried the broken sword on my back, and sewed the large and small small ones that had been dried in the sun.
The ape skin was stuffed into a large package and carried on the shoulders. After coming out of the cave entrance of the waterfall cliff, he went straight down the mountain.
The reason why I didn't bring these two things down the mountain was naturally because the fewer people knew about them, the better. Wei Fangxun was in the late stage of the Three Realms and had to be on guard.
The way down the mountain is much easier. If you encounter wild beasts that don't open your eyes, you will naturally deal with them casually. After all, you are in the late stage of Yuling Realm. Except for the top of the mountain, you don't have to pay attention to other wild beasts.
Near the mountain and lake, Feng Ziqing stopped for a long time. The beads in his arms were as unresponsive as before. He shook his head and returned to the village.
It’s April in this world, and I’m back from an outing.
Maybe he smelled it, but not long after Feng Ziqing returned to the village, a wealthy man who had gained weight ran towards him happily, followed by Wei Jing who was reluctant to catch up.
He patted Fugui'er's big belly and said with a smile: "Fugui'er, you are becoming more and more edible. You will soon catch up with the old Liu family's cattle. The grass near the village will suffer in the future."
Wei Jing had already followed and said breathlessly: "Yes, yes, Brother Xiaofeng, you don't know that the day before, Fugui'er and Big Fat Xiaohua were eating grass together and almost started fighting each other. Fortunately, I found out
It's early, otherwise the rich man is no match for the fat man, this kid is really in need of handling."
Feng Ziqing looked at Wei Jing and smiled and said: "Girl Jing, haven't you always claimed to be a good horse breeder? It doesn't make sense. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and Fugui'er can't control you anymore?"
The girl said harshly: "Fugui'er has always been obedient, but I haven't taken him to eat grass today. He is hungry and naughty. He will be fine in a while. Brother Xiaofeng, I will tell you the story later. I have already saved it.
There are many, let’s see if my story-telling skills have improved, hehe.”
Feng Ziqing reached out and gently pressed the girl's head, turned her around twice and nodded, and the two waved goodbye.
Back in the courtyard, Chen Shiye, who had been injured for a long time, was sitting in the courtyard sharpening a hatchet. When he saw someone coming in, he looked up and grinned, "Oh, you brat is back here. I thought you were being raped on the mountain."
What kind of witch has enchanted you?"
Then he stood up and took a look to make sure he was not injured. He said happily: "You can do it, brat. I feel a lot stronger. What have you gained these days?"
Feng Zi patted his chest lightly and said with a smile: "I am a serious person. Even if there is a witch, I will stay calm. I am not like you." Then he put the package on the table and opened it, taking out two black shadow long ape skins.
He waved it in front of Chen Shiye's eyes and showed off: "How about it, Uncle Chen, do it two at a time. It just so happens that you are wearing a big one and I am wearing a small one. Please praise me a few times and I will continue."
Chen Shiye snatched the two skins from Feng Ziqing's hands, rubbed them with both hands and said, "Good boy, I have them for you. I learned the skills of hunting and skinning animals in vain. If this old Liu saw him, he would be jealous of him to death.
,Hahaha"
Feng Zi chuckled lightly and said, "Speaking of Lao Liu, I haven't eaten the fish he cooked for several days. I will bring two fish to his house for dinner tomorrow."
Chen Shiye deeply agreed and did not forget to remind me: "Remember to remind me tomorrow and we will wear ape skins together, hehe."
Feng Ziqing was helpless and nodded, then went into the house to put down his things, and after a short rest, he went to listen to the story told by Wei Jing.
Chen Shiye watched the young man enter the room, the smile on his face never disappeared.
There are definitely worries, but more importantly, I am happy that the brat has successfully broken through the situation, but I don’t know when he will be able to give birth to his natal creature, and by then it will be more secure.
He smiled even more when he looked at the ape skin in his hand. He had to give Old Liu a good squeeze tomorrow.
After resting for a while, Feng Ziqing got up and walked out of the small courtyard and walked towards the bamboo building.
On the first floor of the Bamboo House, Wei Jing had already sat down. There were two thin books on the table, which must be story books, as well as two plates of melon seeds and a pot of water. He nodded, growing up and knowing stories and melon seeds.
Very suitable.
There is a large basket of wild grass beside the table, and the rich man is chewing it with his head down.
Feng Zi chuckled lightly, knowing that this girl couldn't help it. It's no wonder that, except for Wei Fangxun, even Old Liu and Uncle Chen were not very interested in listening to her story. Today they finally met me.
Can you show off for a while?
After chattering for a while, the melon seeds and water had already been eaten. Wei Jing thought it was not appropriate to finish the whole story, so she announced that she would stop telling the story today and continue tomorrow, and then led the rich man home who was already reluctant to listen to her story.
But we can't let Brother Xiaofeng see that I can't talk anymore because my throat is filled with smoke. The girl is a little worried. She glanced at Fugui'er next to her and cursed inwardly. It's all your fault that I didn't perform well. I won't take you with me next time.
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Fugui'er's eyes are a bit resentful. If I could speak, I might be able to speak better than you.
Feng Zi chuckled and watched Wei Jing leave. He got up and walked around the village. Everything was peaceful, as long as it could last.
He glanced at the altar and cursed secretly, "You'd better be more honest."