Mortal Immortal Gourd

Early the next morning, Er Gouzi went to Huichun Hall.

Sure enough, Sima Yi took out 5 porcelain vases without saying a word, all of which were filled with Peijin Guben꼍, a total of 49 pills.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"It's just a small matter, no need to be polite."

Sima Yi didn't pay much attention to this.

"Thanks for your great efforts, you can send some more."

"If you have other precious medicinal materials that are inconvenient to sell, you can sell them to me and I can find a market."

Ergouzi wrapped the porcelain bottle and put it in his arms, stretching his belly as if he had been pregnant for ten months.

"Okay, but there are no precious medicinal materials in it for the time being."

"Dali 꼍 still has some. I'll send them to you in a while. It's better to replace them with Pei 꽮Guben꼍."

After leaving Huichun Hall, he went to the sword shop from last time.

He can now use the 100-pound 놅 sword. The original handle was covered with 깊iron pieces, just like a burning 뀙stick.

This time it is considered to be a new heavy sword.

In the sword shop, the old fat man was still in charge of reception.

"Hello, sir, what kind of weapon do you want this time?"

This was Er Gouzi's third visit to this sword shop, and he was recognized by the little fat man as soon as he entered the shop.

"I want to make a 120-pound heavy sword."

"No problem, what material do you need?"

"In addition to ordinary steel and iron, we also have a kind of hundred-refined copper essence here. As long as you add a small amount to the weapon, the performance can be greatly improved..."

The little fat man began to introduce various weapons-making materials to Ergouzi.

"What is the Hundred-Refined Copper Essence?"

Ergouzi listened to Xiaopang talking about this kind of material very well, and listened to him curiously.

"The material of hundred-refined copper essence is made by the immortal master using some special sections to overturn and refine 100 kilograms of copper until only one kilogram is left.

This material comes from the immortal master 껣꿛, and it contains immortal energy. Do you think it’s good? "

Listening to Little Fatty 깊놅's explanation, even Ergouzi is yearning for it.

Legend has it that the Immortal Master has vast supernatural powers, can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, call the wind and rain, and is omnipotent.

I heard that the county magistrate is an immortal master with great supernatural powers.

Ergouzi has lived for more than ten years, and among the people he has ever met, the only one he has ever met is his master Li Banxian, who is said to be an immortal.

Next time, I'll tell Sima Yi about which immortal masters there are in the county.

Since this hundred-refined copper essence came from the immortal master 껣꿛, if it was not too expensive, he would also like to buy some to imbibe the immortal energy.

However, after asking about the price, he gave up.

A pound of hundred-refined copper essence costs 200 taels of silver, so he might as well buy 20 grains of Pei꽮Guben꼍 to eat.

In the end, I decided to just make an ordinary iron sword and use it.

꿯녊 His sword is big and heavy enough, and it can kill someone if it hits it. It doesn't seem to matter whether it's sharp or not.

An ordinary iron sword weighs 120 kilograms, costs 100 taels of silver, and takes half a day to make.

Er Gouzi 꿯녊 had nothing to do, so he stayed in the store and watched them.

This shop is run by three generations. An old man holds the red-hot iron block with iron tongs and continuously hits it with a sledgehammer.

Xiaopang, who was about the same age as Ergouzi, worked hard to pull the bellows.

The old man occasionally gave advice to his son and grandson. Seeing how the three generations of the family were enjoying themselves, they were a little envious.

By about noon, a 120-pound epee sword had been made.

This sword is entirely black, three feet six inches long and three feet two inches wide.

Ergouzi took it to the inside and tried it. It was a little heavier, but the strength would increase after a while, and then it would be almost the same.

"Sir, are you satisfied with this sword?"

Seeing Er Gouzi holding the sword weighing more than a hundred kilograms in the bag as if it was nothing, he couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.

"Satisfied, very good!"

Ergouzi paid 깊100 taels of silver and walked out of the sword shop with his sword in hand.

I bought 깊10 large meat buns at the bun shop, ate them while walking, and then left the city towards Sanchazi Town.

Today I bought the Pei Guben at Chengdu and made a new heavy sword.

When you go back, you just need to take medicine and practice on time. It's not far to break through to the third level of the 녌 method. You can probably master that difficult-to-reach sword technique.

At that time, he can take the exam to become a martial arts scholar.

A martial arts scholar only needs to assess four items.

The first is to be proficient in Wenmo, which is not very demanding, as long as you can recognize a few words, and you are not blind.

The second is to lift a 500-jin boulder and walk around the examination room. This may be difficult for others, but it is not difficult for him. Even if he lifts a thousand kilograms, he can still try to challenge it.

The third item is martial arts. No matter if there are any number of weapons including swords, guns, swords and halberds, you have to master one. Ergouzi has not mastered the swordsmanship yet and has been stuck here.

The fourth assessment is actual combat. An advanced martial arts examiner will compete with different candidates. As long as he can persist in ten moves under the examiner, he will be satisfied.

Regarding this fourth assessment, Ergouzi is not very confident.

As he grows up, he has indeed accumulated a lot of experience when it comes to being beaten, and he even has unique insights in some aspects.

For example, when being beaten, hold your head with both hands, squat down, and bend your knees to protect your chest and abdomen. This posture is the best to withstand the beating.

But fighting someone face to face...

Except for the two encounters with the black figure, he had never interacted with anyone because of a life-and-death situation.

Ergouzi held the heavy sword and wondered in his mind, does being beaten count as actual combat?

"Dang! Dang! Dang..."

A group of burly men rushed out from both ends of the mountain road, blocking Er Gouzi's way forward and backward.

"I opened this road, I planted this tree..."

A man with a pig kidney face finished reading a line seriously, and then chopped the butcher knife in his hand fiercely on a tree on the roadside.

The scarred little tree suffered the damage that it shouldn't have suffered, and another scar was added to its body.

Er Gouzi didn't speed up to escape today, but carried his door-panel sword and waited for King Zhao to finish reading.

"Boy, why don't you break through today?"

"I want you to try my sword."

Er Gouzi was still thinking that he had never fought with anyone before, and now King Zhao came to his door, so he wanted to have a good fight and hone his combat experience.

However, he looked around and had already thought of a way to escape.

Swords and knives have no eyes. With so many people rushing up, it is very likely that several holes will be stabbed in his body. It is better to escape than to be afraid of one.

"Hehe! It seems that you are not convinced!"

King Zhao felt that his status in the martial arts world was challenged, and immediately pulled out the butcher knife on the tree.

"None of you are allowed to come out. I will fight him for three hundred rounds today!"

This guy is really a bit stupid to become the boss. With a butcher knife, he stabbed at Er Gouzi repeatedly, one knife faster and one knife more fierce than the other.

Fortunately, after Er Gouzi practiced that nameless method, his mind became clearer and his reaction became more agile, otherwise he would have been stabbed 18 holes long ago.

Due to his inexperience, he was forced to be in a hurry at the beginning, but gradually, he was able to adapt to King Zhao's rhythm.

Finally, he got a chance and swept across with a sword.

"Bang!"

The butcher knife in King Zhao's hand broke into several sections, making a crisp "ding-li-dang-clang" sound, and a door-board sword was already on his neck.

"This one doesn't count, it's my knife that broke."

With so many younger brothers watching, King Zhao refused to give in easily, still holding his neck and refusing to admit defeat, face was more important than life.

"Change your knife and fight again!"

The other party was willing to fight again, Er Gouzi was naturally happy, he needed someone to practice with.

King Zhao bandaged the crack on his palm, took a seven-jin thick-backed knife from his younger brother, held the knife with both hands, and chopped at Er Gouzi.

"Bang bang bang..."

This time Er Gouzi was already at ease, and even deliberately restrained his strength, but after a few rounds, King Zhao's knife was still cut off.

At this time, King Zhao was already panting like a cow, and his arms were shaking from overexertion.

"Still not?"

"I'm hungry, I'll go home to eat, and I'll fight you 300 rounds tomorrow."

King Zhao found a barely justifiable excuse for himself, waved his hand, and left with a group of younger brothers.

Er Gouzi saw the bandits leaving, feeling a little unsatisfied.

He had just found a trick, and no one was playing with him.

He could only walk back with his sword...

On the other side, just after Er Gouzi walked out of the sword shop, the shop had already lowered the door and stopped business.

The three grandparents and grandchildren of Tie surrounded a pile of silver, with burning light in their eyes.

"Hundred-refined silver essence!"

"Yes, it is definitely hundred-refined silver essence."

"So this is the legendary hundred-refined silver, it looks no different from ordinary silver?"

Another huge windfall, the guest just gave 100 taels of silver, it turned out to be hundred-refined silver essence.

The value is at least 10 times the same amount of silver.

"Dad, grandpa, this man just left not far, should we..."

The little fat man was tempted by the money and had already had the idea of ​​robbing him.

"Shut up!"

But the little fat man was only halfway through his words when he was yelled at by his grandfather.

"Do you know that our family has been able to work here safely for generations, just sticking to one thing."

"How many of those customers who buy knives and swords are good people?"

"Do you think they are easy to bully just because they don't know the Hundred Refined Silver Essence? Maybe they are just disciples of some hermit master."

"Didn't you see that they carry a 100-jin heavy sword in their hands, which is easier than holding a burning stick for you."

"I warn you, don't go anywhere today. If you dare to go out, I will break your legs, so as not to bring disaster to the family."

Being scolded by his grandfather and father, the fat boy had to give in.

But young people are always fearless and don't know how high the sky is.

They always think that they have the sky above their heads and the ground under their feet, and they can control everything. They are obsessed with self-confidence.

In his heart, he has already noticed this customer who is about the same age as him.

"You are not young anymore. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the weapon forging method. Take this book "Hundred Weapons Manual" and read it first."

The old man took out an ancient leather book from under the cabinet to calm the young man's mind and gave it to the young man to learn.

"This is our family heirloom. Keep it carefully and don't lose it."

The young man took the leather book, flipped through it a few times, and stuffed it into his arms...

Er Gouzi naturally didn't know that the copper coins and silver he took out would cause such a big problem.

He didn't expect that he felt it was too expensive to buy the Hundred Refined Copper Essence, which was the few copper coins he spent in the sword shop last time.

Fortunately, he was stingy and almost became a sucker.

It's not his fault. These copper coins and silver look exactly the same, there is no difference.

Only after practicing to the Qi Sensing Realm, and carefully sensing it on the ground, can you sense that the spiritual energy inside is richer.

He has been using it this way before, and no one has noticed any problems.

At this time, he has returned to Shekou Mountain and found that everything is normal and no outsiders have been here, so he is relieved.

The road to Shekou Mountain has been blocked by him, but some martial arts masters can still climb up.

He is thinking that if he has time in the future, he will flatten all the protruding rocks on the cliff.

In slightly flat places, thorns will be planted.

See who can come up in the future.

However, it is still important to practice first.

He put all the medicine he bought into the yellow gourd, and waited for three days before taking it out to take.

After the yellow gourd had improved his spiritual energy, the effect of strengthening his body was greatly increased.

After a pill was refined, a wisp of true energy would be added to the Ren and Du meridians, which was equivalent to his usual practice of ten days.

In the following time, he took a pill of strengthening his body every day, and his cultivation progressed very quickly.

Occasionally, he would sneak down the mountain and go to the official road to fight with King Zhao.

But King Zhao couldn't stand losing. He had only lost ten times. He had been wandering around the official road for a long time recently, but King Zhao hid in the mountains and refused to show up.

This made Er Gouzi feel very sad.

As for the sword technique taught by the master, there was not much progress.

This martial art is really unfathomable and too difficult!

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