Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

Liang Qu soaked in the bathtub.

Awei crawled along his shoulders to the edge of the tub, with his feet hanging down. The two-finger-wide wall of the tub just fit the width of his body, and the two were touching each other, as if a slot was installed.

What's in the bathtub is not a healing medicine, but a medicinal bath used in conjunction with Ape Fist.

Today's injury from fighting Shangui was almost healed after taking the meat-tonifying pill. Although there were bruises from his sparring with Senior Brother Hu, they were not serious and did not require special treatment.

The power of the medicine blends into the pores, strengthening the body bit by bit.

After the brown liquid soaked until light yellow, Liang Qu stood up and dried it, put on a pair of pants and practiced ape fist.

The exhausted blood was filled again, and the length and width faintly increased a bit. The effect was really extraordinary.

After the activity, Liang Qu rinsed away his sweat with water, returned to the room, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Too many things happened in one day, and it was really exhausting.

Early the next morning.

Liang Qu asked Chen Jiechang to run an errand to help him apply for leave from the academy, and then he and Hu Qi practiced in the martial arts field.

The apprentices sat around and watched. They cheered when they saw Liang Qu's wonderful counterattack, and booed when they saw him being knocked down again.

Liang Qu was accepted as the direct descendant of the Yang family. Many apprentices were dissatisfied at first, feeling that that person should be themselves, not a mud-legged guy from Yixing City.

But now more than half a month has passed, no matter how dissatisfied they are, they can only accept the reality and slowly get used to it, and the atmosphere between the two parties has become relaxed.

Many smart people wanted to invite Liang Qu to dinner and build a good relationship. Unfortunately, after Liang Qu became a disciple, his appearance in the martial arts hall became less frequent and he never found an opportunity.

A few of the apprentices shouted "Mianzai".

They joined in later. After hearing Liang Qu's story, they were so shocked that they completely worshiped him as "idols".

"Looking forward" to the day when he will also encounter unfair treatment and win the favor of the superiors after killing everyone.

It's normal. Most of the people who come to learn martial arts are supported by their parents. Young people aged fourteen or fifteen are full of enthusiasm and have no idea how many people's unwillingness and sorrow are buried under their own vision.

"Hoo, drink."

Liang Qu was once again pushed back by Hu Qi. His skin was red all over, he was gasping for air, and the energy and blood in his body were once again exhausted.

One round this morning, now it’s the second round.

Compared to last night when he collapsed at one point, he is now able to hit two or three moves without losing his strength, which can be said to be a huge improvement.

Hu Qi was also surprised. Cultivation talent does not mean fighting talent. There are many people who have no talent but no performance.

During normal training, my cultivation level will rise sharply, but when it comes to actual combat, my legs will tremble.

Liang Qu has good fighting talent, makes rapid progress, and has a brave fighting style. He absorbs experience as quickly as a cotton towel, showing new performance every time. He is a man who can use his brain.

Seeing Liang Qu standing up to continue, Hu Qi tapped his short stick on the ground and shook his head: "Let's stay here for now. It's already a quarter past noon. Let's eat first. After eating, you should go to Senior Brother Lu's place and practice again when you come back. , and restore the blood by the way.”

Liang Qu turned around to look at the copper pot dripping water. It had indeed risen to the noon position.

The apprentices dispersed in twos and threes.

After being tired for a long time, Liang Qu had a huge appetite. He followed Senior Brother Hu and moved his chopsticks. He finished four bowls of rice by himself, ate a lot of beef, and felt warm all over.

After eating, he said goodbye to Hu Qi and hurried to Senior Brother Lu's residence.

After waiting for half a month, the spiritual soldier was finally about to appear. Liang Qu was really excited and excited.

The blacksmith shop was still quiet. Lu Gang was not standing in front of the big red stove, but turned around and was carving something on a mahogany table.

When I looked closer, I saw it was a thin piece of gray-brown leather.

Senior Brother Lu used an ink-dipped pen to draw mysterious and mysterious lines on it. Liang Qu stood aside quietly, controlling his breathing and not disturbing him.

With the final stroke of outline completed,

The entire leather bloomed with silver, and then the lines disappeared.

Lu Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained: "This is the skin of a shadow beast, a creature that lives between matter and shadow. It has extremely high resistance. We will see how you shape your spear later."

Liang Qu didn't understand why the shape needed to rely on a piece of leather, but he just nodded without saying anything.

This experience will be a valuable asset, just read more and talk less.

When Lu Gang picked up the animal skin, he realized that the texture of the skin was very strange, half hidden and half visible, as if it were illusory.

It's amazing.

In the big red furnace, the red fire feathers have been activated, and a steady stream of golden energy pours into the top piece of red soft metal, and a faint red thread overflows.

It should be what Senior Brother Lu said, the tungsten metal is balanced and will only absorb life energy and expel fire energy.

At this time, the golden energy is much weaker, and the entire forging process is already at the end of the second stage.

The first stage is to soften the tungsten metal, followed by thousands of beatings to remove the essentials and increase the toughness.

The second stage is to stimulate the energy in the feather and let it be absorbed by the tungsten metal.

Just when the golden flame was crumbling and about to dissipate, Lu Gang handed over a dagger and a bowl.

"Blood! Half a bowl!"

Without saying a word, Liang Qu picked up the dagger and cut it into his palm, causing gurgling blood to flow out.

It hurts!

Liang Qu grinned and cut himself with a knife, which was most uncomfortable especially when he was mentally prepared.

Half a bowl of blood quickly accumulated in the bowl. Lu Gang inserted his hand into the water tank on the side, reached out to take the blood bowl, put something in it, and then sprinkled a handful of silver powder into the furnace.

With a bang, the temperature in the entire furnace rose sharply, and Liang Qu was forced to take a step back.

Lu Gang put his hand into the red furnace and poured blood on the softened metal.

The blood collided with the hot metal, and a violent blood mist erupted.

A red bird suddenly flew out of the tungsten metal, as if it wanted to fight against the blood, but the remaining spirituality was like a tree without roots, and it could not last at all, and it disappeared in just a moment.

The blood flowed into the metal that was almost liquefied, without evaporating or drying into pieces, but just quietly seeping into it, like pouring half a bowl of blood on cotton.

A faint sense of resonance rose from Liang Qu's heart.

Is this plasticity?

Liang Qu thought that there was really a feeling of another body extending.

When Lu Gang withdrew his hand, he threw out the shadow animal skin with his hand, and the whole animal skin automatically wrapped around the metal like a vampire bat, and the silver light on the skin was shining, and the whole thin skin kept shrinking, gathering, and stretching.

It was actually pulling a piece of metal into the shape of a gun head!

The twelve-inch spear head, which looked like half a sharp sword, was pulled out without any hindrance, followed by the part behind the spear head that wrapped the spear shaft, and the iron core extending from the middle!

Lu Gang reached out and grabbed the long box placed on the table beside him. After opening it, there were three wooden poles soaked in unknown oil, two black and one white. He took out the white one and inserted it into the stove!

The unknown oil ignited instantly, burning along the head to the entire wooden pole. Lu Gang seemed to have no pain. He aimed the wooden pole at the iron core and inserted it without any stagnation.

After installing the entire long wooden pole, Lu Gang installed the gun at the end.

The shadow beast skin that originally only wrapped the spear head squirmed to wrap the spear shaft together, extinguishing the oil fire while climbing, and remained motionless after wrapping.

About two quarters of an hour later, the shadow beast skin that had not moved squirmed again. It withdrew from the part that wrapped the spear head and only wrapped the spear shaft. The remaining part was completely hardened into a layer of shiny gray film.

Lu Gang let out a long sigh of relief, took the spear out of the furnace, and handed it to Liang Qu.

"Okay."

Liang Qu: "???"