Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

The courtesan in military uniform swept the moth lightly, and the waving silk banners warmed the city.

Lu Zao thought Liang Qu's analogy was very good.

Silk banners have existed since ancient times, and most of them appear in medical clinics. There are two main functions.

One is to express gratitude, and the giver thanks the doctor for his kindness.

The second is to show off, and hang up silk banners to show the doctor's strength.

The same principle applies to the weapon forger who prints the spiritual weapon. While the magic weapon is out of the furnace and the sharpness is at its peak, a wisp of qi is intercepted and printed on the portrait.

When it is hung up in the future, people can also know the strength of the weapon forger, who has personally forged a certain shape of magic weapon.

The qi on it tells others that this painting is not a fraud.

Moreover, the person who asks for the weapon must take what he asks for. The weapon forger casts such a masterpiece. It would be a pity if he can't see it in the future. Copying it can also keep a memory.

Fubo Spear.

The red fire and golden feathers are the spirit, and the black dragon gold is the body. Lu Gang's first "silk banner".

After the rubbing was completed, Lu Gang returned to the main house and displayed the painting on the long table, avoiding the humid water vapor of the rainstorm, and used tongs to hold a piece of flint to bake the cloth.

The high temperature drove away the water mist.

When the ink dried and shrank, it completely locked the aura and charm of Fu Bo.

Lu Gang put away the silk cloth, stuffed it into the wooden box, turned around and held Fu Bo forward.

"Junior brother, wait a long time."

Everyone's eyes moved to Liang Qu, and Liang Qu looked at the master.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yang Dongxiong smiled and stroked his beard, taking a step aside, the meaning was self-evident.

Liang Qu turned his head, his heart pumping blood, and for a moment he felt dizzy and his steps were weak.

He lost too much blood and didn't recover.

The blood-replenishing pills were okay for emergency use, but if he wanted to recover completely, even with Liang Qu's muscles and bones, he had to rest for two days.

Xu Zishuai rubbed his hands and came forward: "Junior brother, you have lost too much blood. Why don't you let me do it for you first? Let me show you how good Brother Lu's skills are. Isn't it nice?"

The listeners laughed.

Lu Gang said: "Junior brother Xu, you want to give up the sword and change to a spear?"

"I can use anything." Xu Zishuai shrugged, "But I can't raise the money to cast a spiritual weapon, so I practice everything and know everything. When I get the chance in the future, I can use swords, spears, swords and halberds. I don't mind."

"I'm disappointed, brother. Although I'm not feeling well, I'm not unable to lift the spear."

"What a pity."

Xu Zishuai shook his head and sighed, and stepped aside.

No one spoke anymore. The sound of rain between heaven and earth was particularly clear. A few drops of water splashed very high, crossed the threshold and fell into the main house, and swelled into a small bubble.

The Fubo spear blade flowed with a shrill light under the weak skylight, making it impossible for people to look away from it.

Liang Qu felt a call of blood connection before he touched it.

"Hu!"

Hold your breath.

Liang Qu stretched out his hand, put his palm on the gun, and a wonderful and long rhythm came out from the gun.

Spirituality flowed everywhere, like spring thunder bursting, awakening the lonely earth.

Liang Qu grabbed the gun fiercely!

The wooden pole and the shadow beast skin were not replaced, and it was still that familiar feeling, but it was very different!

He seemed to hold a poisonous dragon, a living poisonous dragon!

Cold, hard, and agile.

Only in Liang Qu's palm can it be at peace!

Blood is connected, rhythm is connected!

Close your eyes, the poisonous dragon raises its head and roars!

Seeing his junior brother holding the spear, Lu Gang loosened his hands and stopped being the "weapon rack".

However, when the weight of the entire spear fell on Liang Qu's forearm.

Light!

Extraordinarily light!

Almost the same as before the second plasticization!

How could it be so?

With Liang Qu's physique, he could clearly feel the weight of the black dragon gold in his arms!

After the casting was completed, only a small piece of the black dragon gold was left, the rest was all integrated into Fubo, and it felt light?

Lu Gang asked with a smile: "Brother, you seem surprised?"

"Yes, light, very light."

Liang Qu infused blood and qi, danced Fubo, and the long spear rotated around his wrist without any stagnation.

However, when the spear blade passed through the ground, a shallow thin line spread out, and the whole stone slab collapsed and cracked in half!

Liang Qu's eyebrows jumped. Although he lost too much blood, he was not so bad that he couldn't even grasp Fubo's sense of distance.

The two clearly didn't touch each other!

Lu Gang and Lu Zao nodded in tacit understanding, without any surprise.

"Brother, do you know the reason?"

"I was not sure in my hand before, but it seems that my brother's spiritual weapon has entered the realm of Ji Yuqu Hong."

"Ji Yuqu Hong?"

Liang Qu pondered the words in it and had a vague understanding.

"Junior brother, holding Fubo, at most a hundred pounds, but if someone else comes, it will be at least three thousand pounds.

When facing an enemy, it will be several times more, and if it takes a long time to cultivate in the future, who knows how much it will grow.

As for the stone slab, junior brother has not yet reached the stage of running horse, right?"

"Yes, it is still hovering in the five orifices."

Xu Zishuai heard it and shouted: "Heaving! Junior brother's word is really exquisite!"

Lu Gang ignored Xu Zishuai's surprise and continued: "That is the combination of Fubo's sharp energy and your blood and energy, forming a similar effect to Gangfeng."

The nine orifices of running horse, the upper dantian, the middle dantian, and the lower dantian are the front body, all belong to yin, yin is soft eyes, mainly storage, is the place of health preservation, implicit in the inside, and circulates throughout the body.

When the three fields are opened, the warrior can circulate qi and the efficiency of exercise is doubled.

The three gates of the coccyx, lumbar spine, and occipital bone are the back of the body, and they are all yang. Yang is strong, and is open. It is the place of operation, and should be extended to the outside to protect the body.

When these three gates are opened, the warrior's ability to control himself will be greatly increased, and he can release the qi and double the power of martial arts.

Liang Qu is still one step away from opening the three gates, but now, with the blessing of Fu Bo's sharp energy, he releases the qi in advance!

Fu Bo is too fierce. If someone else uses it, it may be too sharp and hurt itself.

Lu Gang and Xu Zishuai showed emotion.

People are different, even in the same realm.

Some people practice secret techniques, swallow treasure pills to become half-martial bones, practice tailored martial arts, body movements, attack, and defense complement each other, and have the help of magic weapons. They have been taught by masters since childhood, and various techniques emerge in an endless stream.

Some people practice incomplete techniques, learn one or two inappropriate martial arts, and spend a lot of money to get ordinary iron swords. They fight with others all the way, leaving many hidden injuries and cutting off their way forward.

But no matter which one it is, it is difficult for my junior brother to have an opponent below the horse.

Even the legendary martial arts saint, at the same realm, he is not much worse, right?

So...

My junior brother has the potential to be a martial arts saint!

Xu Zishuai's eyes lit up.

Martial saint is good, the thickest thigh in the world!

Isn't the essence of the relationship between people just to cling to each other?

"Oh, there is one thing that Junior Brother needs to pay attention to."

Liang Qu, who couldn't let go of it, raised his head and said, "Please tell me, Senior Brother."

"The Red Fire Bird may not be completely dead, and its will may still remain in the Fubo Spear."

"Not completely dead!? Why?"

Liang Qu held the spear, and he could not feel any stagnation in the blood and qi, as if there was no other will left.

"Junior Brother, you should change your blood and become the master of the army. It is normal that you can't feel it, and there is no need to worry too much. It's not a big deal.

The Red Fire Bird is weak. Junior Brother, pay attention to nurturing it in the future. The remaining will will slowly be consumed and turned into pure spirituality for Fubo to absorb. By then, it should be able to grow."

"Unbelievable."

Liang Qu muttered to himself.

The Red Fire Bird encountered a toad and had to break its feathers and be reborn. It was soaked in water for nearly a year.

Now that it has been reforged by Senior Brother, it has changed its body and survived. After repeated consumption, it can still have a trace of will left?

The big demon is so terrifying!