"Hurry up and remove this 'Jianhe Villa' plaque. You don't deserve to have such a plaque..."
"A loser wants to give his place of residence such a martial arts name."
In the past few days, a group of people always came outside the villa to shout and demonstrate, asking Li Xiaoman to take off the plaque saying "Jianhe Villa".
"Master." Wang Wu came to the door of Li Xiaoman's room and reported.
"What's up?"
"Master, they are here again."
"Drive them all away!"
"yes."
"Wait a minute, they may have been instigated by others. Give them some money and tell them to stop working for others."
"I understand, young master." Wang Wu stepped back.
After a while, there was no sound of demonstration outside.
"What a good thing. The casting method in this "The Sutra of Casting" is simply a hundred times more powerful than the casting methods of any era. Who is this old woman, and she can actually write such profound things."
Li Xiaoman closed the book and let out a long sigh. Ever since he returned to Jianhe Villa, he couldn't wait to read "Zhu Jing" and accidentally fell into it. When he woke up, it was almost evening.
The various strange but reasonable technologies recorded in "The Sutra of Casting" far exceeded his expectations. In order to have a better comparison, Li Xiaoman also asked Xiao Taohong to bring a large number of books about casting for comparison and study in depth.
Later, I discovered that the sword-making manuals circulating in the market, even those of Jianhe Villa, were nothing more than this. Compared with the "Forging Sutra" in front of me, it really pales into insignificance.
According to the inner strength cultivation method in "Zhu Jing", upgrading Xingwu may not be so difficult.
The most powerful one in Qingcheng Town is the Chen family. They have a weapons casting industry in Qingcheng Town and control several iron mines in Qingcheng Town. Therefore, the officials, knights, and even some royal princes from surrounding states and counties are here.
After forging weapons, Li Xiaoman thought about how to create an opportunity to visit there in the future. The casting skills of "The Sutra" are truly amazing. The mother who stayed here was also full of hope for her son, and she would definitely
I can't live up to her lifelong efforts.
Li Xiaoman looked at the seven-star stick lying in the astral stone next to him and secretly made up his mind.
After reading "Zhu Jing", Li Xiaoman picked up the seven-star stick and practiced for a while, and then used the yin and yang to condense the Qi to circulate the Ren and Du meridians. Unknowingly, the organs had reached a state of perfection after being tempered by blood and Qi, and all the internal organs in the body were full of strength.
Enough, the blood is boiling.
As soon as Li Xiaoman was happy, he started practicing Baguazhang. The wind he struck with his palm was even more dreamy than before. The calligraphy and painting decorations in the room were swayed by the wind. A huge lotus leaf vase was hit by a gust of wind and cracked.
Several traces appeared, and with a bang, it instantly turned into countless fragments.
"After practicing, the blood energy turnover is faster than I expected. Ren Twelve's clavicle technique is so amazing. It seems that the provincial examination of Shenwuju should not be a problem. If you can combine the seven-star stick with the first level of "Wanxiang Heart Technique", you can also
After practicing well, I can defeat even Chen Bing, the master of the Chen family." Li Xiaoman thought, feeling a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
"Master, what happened? Are you okay?"
Xiao Taohong heard the sound of breaking porcelain in the young master's room, and immediately knocked on the door worriedly.
"Oh it's all right."
Li Xiaoman put it away casually and put the seven-star stick into the astral stone.
Xiao Taohong pushed the door open and walked in. She saw the broken vase on the ground, her eyes were filled with pity, and she glanced at Li Xiaoman who was sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating with a painful expression on his face. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart and went out to call.
A sister silently picked up the pieces on the ground.
The maids looked at each other with love and helplessness, which made Li Xiaoman feel a little overwhelmed.
They shouldn't think that they broke the vase because they were angry because they failed to practice blood energy again.
Sure enough, Xiao Taohong said: "Master, please ignore those bastards, they are not worthy. With the young master's current status, even if he cannot practice martial arts, those people still have to respect the young master."
Li Xiaoman smiled and said: "That kind of respect is just a duplicity, but it has accumulated a lot of resentment. Once he is given a chance to stand up, he will definitely retaliate tooth for tooth and retaliate crazily."
Xiao Taohong stopped what she was doing and said blankly: "Master."
"Okay, it's okay. You guys can clean up slowly and I'll go out for a walk."
When he came out of the house, Wang Wu followed him. Although the guard sent by Xu Huan was nominally to protect him, his eyes like eagle talons kept looking at Li Xiaoman intently.
turn to.
Ever since Li Xiaoman came back from Qingcheng Mountain, Wang Wu felt that this good-for-nothing young master had changed a bit, but he couldn't explain why. He could finally practice cultivation, but he didn't show any aura.
When I came out, it was as normal as before. Wang Wu didn't believe it if there were no changes. It was now the March 9th season and the weather was very cold, but Li Xiaoman didn't seem to feel the cold at all.
So unusual.
Could it be that after exercising for a long time, his body will be in great shape? Can he withstand the severe cold?
After thinking about it, Wang Wu felt that this was the only reason that made sense.
How did he know that Li Xiaoman had practiced the clavicle technique, and all the energy in his body was locked in his Dantian. Even breathing and exhalation could be used freely. It is difficult for ordinary people to see that Li Xiaoman's seemingly unremarkable body actually contains hidden secrets.
As powerful as a volcano.
"Wang Wu, let me ask you a question." Li Xiaoman said as he walked.
"Master, tell me."
"Compared with my family and the Chen family in Qingcheng Town, which one do you think is more powerful?"
"Young master is really good at joking. How can the Chen family compare with your adoptive father Ying Gong?" Wang Wu replied respectfully, "Everyone knows that Ying Gong is even the emperor and wants to give up three points. The Chen family in Qingcheng Town is no better."
He is a small local tycoon in a prefecture and county, and his future development will depend on the power of the Li family. Let alone comparison, he is not worthy of cleaning up his family.
Wang Wu was a little puzzled: How could the good-for-nothing young master in front of him ask such a question that a sensible person could see.
Li Xiaoman asked again: "If you were given a chance, would you like to be a minion under Chen Bing, or be the first bodyguard beside me, Li Xiaoman?"
Wang Wu's face with Chinese characters immediately showed a look of horror, and he said quickly: "Master, what are you talking about? If Wang Wu has offended the master, please point it out and punish him. Since he became the master's bodyguard, Wang Wu has
I never thought of harming the young master again."
Wang Wu said this, but actually he was suppressing anger in his heart, thinking: What can you do if you are a useless young master, even if you are the son of the founding father of the country? I, Wang Wu, have good sword skills, but I have to protect a useless person.
I am no better than a loser. Although the Chen family in Qingcheng Town is not as good as your Li family, they are still a wealthy family. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. How can Chen Bing, who has been appointed as the imperial dragon cavalry captain, be afraid of you boys?
Wang Wu also bribed the warrior to dare to think about these words in his heart, and still put on a loyal and bold posture on the surface.
"So you don't know about someone sending warriors to deal with me?" Li Xiaoman asked calmly.
"What? Who took the leopard's guts and actually wanted to hurt the young master? Could it be that Chen Bing..." Wang Wu's face changed drastically, and his tone became high-pitched: "I'm going to the newspaper office right now, and the ninth-grade sesame officer must find out
The murderer must be beheaded to apologize."
After Wang Wu finished speaking, he was going to report to the official.
"Wait a minute." Li Xiaoman said, "There is no need to report such a small matter to the official. I have already thought of a way. If you think that I, Li Xiaoman, came to Qingcheng Town just to retire and die, then I have to correct it. O
(∩_∩)O~."
I don't know why, but from this moment on, Wang Wu couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw the smile of the good-for-nothing young master in front of him for the first time.
On the streets of the town, Li Xiaoman found that Qingcheng Town seemed to be a lot more lively. He found many human star warriors walking around, carrying bags on their backs, and some holding weapons. Judging from the way the blood energy reached their faces as they walked,
, many of them have refined their blood energy to the seventh or eighth level.
Li Xiaoman felt a little strange that so many warriors with levels six or seven of blood energy appeared in Qingcheng Town at the same time.
Qingcheng Town is a town on the coast of the East China Sea. Although the town is not small, it has few resources. Ordinary warriors will not come here at all. The slightly ambitious warriors will leave Qingcheng Town to seek greater development outside after reaching the ninth level.
space, it is not difficult to explain why Chen Bing of the Chen family was able to make the Chen family bigger in Qingcheng Town.
Li Xiaoman was too lazy to think about it. Now he was no longer the young master who couldn't practice martial arts. These human star warriors with seven or eight levels of blood were no longer able to touch his body.
Just as he was thinking about it, the star warriors in the town suddenly stepped aside respectfully, showing flattering expressions. When Li Xiaoman took a look, he saw a man and a woman walking towards him.
The woman walking in front was none other than Chen Wan.
The princess of Qingcheng Town.
The delicate young man walking next to her was very handsome, with a handsome appearance. He was dressed in silk brocade and had a jade pendant hanging on his waist. He had a carefree and carefree look on his face, and his blood began to condense into his face.
, it seems that he has almost reached the realm of the ninth level of blood energy.
"It's true that Sister Wanlian disappeared as soon as she turned around." The young man was searching around, as if he was looking for something, with a very impatient look.
Chen Wan smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, the princess may have already gone to my house. No one in Qingcheng Town dares to hurt Princess Qingzhou."
Just as she was talking, Chen Wan stopped smiling and spotted Li Xiaoman in front of her.
"Who is that?" Mo Gongzi, who was beside Chen Wan, saw the change in the girl's face and asked curiously.
"Li Xiaoman, the son of a British prince."
"Li Xiaoman?! It turns out he is the loser who can't practice martial arts." Mr. Mo smiled disdainfully, "Sister Chen Wan seems to be very dissatisfied with him."
"Does Young Master Mo like a loser?" Chen Wan asked back.
Mr. Mo laughed heartily: "Sister Chen Wan is right. As a wealthy country, I have to say hello to him properly." As he was saying this, Mr. Mo stretched out his hand and gave her a palm.
The wind from the palm immediately turned into wind, like a condensed sword. It cut through the air with coldness and rushed towards Li Xiaoman's open chest. This ice palm move came out with one palm, and when hit, the body suddenly became ice-cold.
It is so powerful that even the most powerful human warriors cannot stop it.
It seems that Mr. Mo wanted to make Li Xiaoman look embarrassed. He did not use all his strength at all, but only used 30% of his strength, but it was enough to seriously injure an ordinary person who did not know how to practice blood energy.
As soon as the ice palm came out, it was as fast as lightning. I don't know if Li Xiaoman reacted or was disdainful and unmoved. Wang Wu next to him was horrified. According to Xu Huan's instructions, if this palm could kill Li Xiaoman
He was happy to sit back and enjoy the success, but Wang Wu suddenly remembered what Li Xiaoman said before, and his heart was full of uneasiness.
At this critical moment, Wang Wu still stepped forward, clenched his hands into palms, and used an iron sand palm. He channeled his true energy, and his palm was like steel and met Mr. Mo's ice palm.
There was a loud noise.
Wang Wu was shocked back.
Chen Wan's eyes lit up, and she sneered. She shook her beautiful legs to the ground. The ground shook with ripples in all directions. Some warriors who were unprepared were almost knocked to the ground by the pulse wave. Even those who were holding on could not help.
Suddenly I felt hurt.
The crowds on the street kept away from each other. They had learned Chen Wan's skills before.
Wang Wu was shocked, knowing that he was about to finish playing. Mr. Mo just now had almost dispersed the condensed Qi in his body. This pulse was enough to knock him to the ground. It was a small matter to lose face, but in front of such a
It would be a shame to show so many warriors. So Wang Wu got lucky again and used all his strength to move the blood energy from his Dantian into his palms, trying to strike again, but as soon as the pulse wave arrived, Wang Wu suddenly felt a burning pain in his palms.
At the moment when his body fell backward, Wang Wu suddenly felt someone support him behind him, and his whole body felt much more relaxed. The pulse wave mysteriously bypassed his body like a tide.
Wang Wu couldn't help but be startled, and looked back at Li Xiaoman, his eyes full of doubts.
Li Xiaoman had an innocent look on his face. He had already achieved some success in Ba Gua Zhang and had the Hunyuan Stake. It was just a piece of cake to resolve this pulse wave.
"What?" Chen Wan was shocked. Logically speaking, the guard was only capable of six or seven rounds of blood energy. She received a palm from Mr. Mo, and the pulse technique she used was enough to shock him into vomiting blood. How could this happen?
The guard staggered and was fine.
"Interesting!" Mr. Mo became happy.
Chen Wan frowned and her eyes finally focused on the good-for-nothing young master behind Wang Wu. He seemed to be becoming more and more elusive. (To be continued)