Taiping Order

Chapter 10 Red Dragon Scar!

Li Guanyi was a little dazed when he felt the heat flow that was so different from before, which was rolling in his body.

If I had said that the feeling before was a sesame-sized atmosphere.

Now it has to be as big as an egg, and it is very solid.

Clench your fist, stance, and punch it in front. The fist is solid, and it has a feeling of majestic strength and endless use.

He took a step back and pulled out the short sword given by his aunt, stepped back and held the sword, swept across, slashed vertically, and slid in a slanted manner.

Flirting the clouds, cutting the mountains, sweeping the clouds, and cutting the waves.

Push the mountains, resist the ridges, assassinate the king, and kill the emperor.

The moves that were completely different from the Pojun Eight Knifes that were circulating outside, and the internal strength of the name were poured out in one breath.

With the emergence of muscle memory, he became unfamiliar and proficient from the beginning.

Pojun Eight Knife, Getting Started!

Pojun Eight Knife, proficient!

Pojun Eight Knife, proficient!

Pojun Eight Knife—

The murderous aura was still powerful, and even in this small place, a layer of pale sword light was still raised. Finally, the sword light was paused. Li Guan took a step back and exhaled a little breath, holding the short sword and slashed it hard. Next, it's like a crescent moon.

Killing move, kill Tianlang!

A buzzing sound came from inside, and it was the sound of the whole muscles and bones being tightened and then bursting out.

The last move is over.

Li Guan held the short sword in his hands, breathed slowly, and felt the tremor of his muscles. A strange and familiar feeling emerged in his heart, as if he had practiced this sword technique for several years, but the corresponding muscles of his body had no corresponding memory.

The muscles are exerted with soreness and slight tremor, which is slowly smoothed by the heat flow.

Pojun’s eight swords, great success!

Li Guan reviewed everything that just happened, thinking: "This is..."

"The bronze tripod absorbed some kind of power from Yue Qianfeng, and then turned into that dragon, which seemed to carry some of the memories of Yue Qianfeng's martial arts practice to assist me in practicing..."

Li Guanyi suddenly stopped thinking.

A huge feeling of hunger grabbed his stomach, and as he began to think, the brain needed energy, and the stomach acid in the stomach was simply overwhelming, and it was about to rush out directly, forcibly interrupting his thinking, Li Guan rubbed it hard The stomach, reason is defeated by the attack of appetite.

It feels like playing games all night and finally winning a game.

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!

He swallowed and walked out of the house on tiptoe.

First, I grabbed a carrot and washed it and stuffed it into my mouth. I wiped it so hard that I sucked it. It was too troublesome and time-consuming to start the stove. Li Guanyi pulled out a big cake from the wooden cabinet. He moved away another stone pressed on the black jar, and took a pair of clean chopsticks and picked out the pickled shredded pickles and garlic from it.

Squat behind the cabinet, with a mouthful of big cake and a chopstick of pickles, and in a moment I chewed the big cake clean, and then I slightly stopped the hunger that was in my stomach.

Then he licked his lips, pulled out another big pancake, tore it open and put it in his mouth, and finally could think about what happened.

"It's like the hunger caused by the body that needs a lot of nutrition, material conservation, and practicing martial arts to transform the body requires nutrition. However, it is impossible to rely on a few big cakes to deal with the nutrition that can be cultivated in one go. It seems that the jade liquid in the cauldron is the key, at least it can serve as the role of...well, the energy."

Li Guan turned his chopsticks and rubbed them unconsciously on the ground.

The yard they rented did not have enough money to lay the floor, and the floor inside the house was also land, so it was convenient for Li Guan to write something and poke an ant to death with the tail of the chopsticks. Li Guan scratched his chin and scratched it at will. Used to organize your thoughts.

"The tripod can collect the vitality of a strong man, or the spirit of the gods."

"After collecting it, it can be turned into, um... a red dragon or something, you can use Shen Yun and Yuan Qi to assist in cultivation..."

Li Guan understood the general purpose, but new problems emerged.

He stroked his chin and said to himself, "So, what is the source requirement for this cauldron to absorb power? What level of warrior must be, or what specific requirements are there?"

"The second point is, how strong is the feedback from this tripod? Where is the upper limit?"

"Can you only assist in practicing the skills that the other party has?"

Li Guanyi found that he was more and more confused about the tripod, and suddenly heard subtle footsteps. After eating the big cake in three bites, he turned around and raised his head but saw his tight aunt. His aunt also saw Li. Watching Yi, both of them seemed to be startled and bounced a step behind.

Then Murong Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her white finger and pointed it at the young man's eyebrows, poked it, and said angrily:

"I heard the noise outside, and I thought I was a thief."

"I didn't expect it was you, the greedy cat."

The boy scratched his head, restrained his seriousness just now, and just smiled shyly, "I'm hungry."

But I saw my aunt wearing a loose brown and white blouse, her black hair fell like a waterfall, her eyes like morning stars, her palms were white, and then she threw the iron pot that was missing a circle to the side as if nothing had happened. A sound. The young man's mouth twitched.

If he was a thief, he might have been shot by his aunt now.

The iron pot wheel with a corner was round and it was very powerful. Thirty-seven little thieves had fallen under my aunt before, and it was perfect. A woman walked in the world with a child, even if it was No matter how low-key you are, you will always cause trouble.

If you turn around one step late, you may have to take a pot of your aunt.

Murong Qiushui took a step forward, looked at Li Guanyi with his eyes up and down, and suddenly smiled and said, "Did Li Nuer practice martial arts today?"

Li Guan was stunned and said, "Aunt, how do you know?"

Murong Qiushui smiled and said, "Although my aunt doesn't understand martial arts, she also knows that it is normal for a martial artist to experience internal skills to increase appetite. Besides, my sirens are extremely talented, so the Red Dragon Guest will not be passed on if he is blind. What about your kung fu?"

She picked up the hem of the skirt slightly, jumped lightly, and walked to the other side of the cabinet. In the direction of Li Guanyi, Li Guanyi saw her aunt's naked pair of white jade feet, probably just listening keenly When it was time to move, I came out before I could put on my shoes. I stepped on the black land, walked to the side of the cabinet, followed the folds of my clothes with my hands, sat on the ground on one side, and patted the ground.

Li Guanyi sat next to him.

Murong Qiushui frowned and said, "I mean, get me a cake."

The young man was stunned and joked, "Didn't my aunt stop eating at night?"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Murong Qiushui coughed slightly and said, "Get up and I'm hungry!"

Li Guanyi almost burst out laughing and shook his head. He was worried that he would wake up his aunt, so he could deal with it with cold and hard cakes. Since it was my aunt who wanted to eat it, he simply cooked the fire and cooked two bowls of noodles. Two more poached eggs were beaten.

It is to inspire the bronze tripod to get along with Yue Qianfeng. When the days passed, they brought meat and wine. Their own life was quite simple. After all, Li Guanyi was a fugitive, even if there was something in his stomach that could be exchanged for money. , I didn't dare to show off too much, and there was no meat at home now.

He brought two bowls of plain noodles, took a stone and placed it next to the cabinet, each with a bowl of noodles, and a small plate was placed in the middle with some shredded pickles on it. Li Guan said, "There is no meat at home, just deal with it." ”

Murong Qiushui suddenly laughed, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile:

"But I still have a chicken leg here. Do you want to eat it?"

Li Guan raised his eyebrows.

Murong Qiushui clamped the noodles with chopsticks, then turned them up, and the chopsticks stirred a large ball of noodles, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, looking like a chicken leg. Li Guanyi was so amused that he saw his aunt proudly. So he pointed to a large piece of pickled vegetables and said:

"If you are chicken legs, then I will be a big piece of braised pork."

"Hey, then I'm a roast goose."

Murong Qiushui and Li Guanyi sat under the wooden cabinet. The yard was a bit shabby.

After my aunt was sick, she pawned her jewelry to make a living.

This yard was exchanged for my aunt's white jade pendant. Even Li Guanyi could recognize that jade pendant was extremely extraordinary. It was oily like fat, moist as crispy, sound like gold, thin like silk, white as fat, and glutinous as The ointment, with a Thousand-Handed Guanyin picture engraved on it, was a token given to my aunt by the uncle. The **** shop saw them two weak women and a child, and only gave them ten taels of silver.

Li Guanyi was going to pull his aunt away at that time, but his aunt said calmly that she was doing it.

Even Li Guanyi was furious. His aunt just touched his hair and said with a smile that the token was not as important as humans. Then she took out half of the money and rented the yard. The remaining money was stored and her daily expenses were spent. Go and use it.

Even so, the yard is dilapidated. Apart from the living place, there is something slightly leaking in other houses. In summer, it is raining heavily and you have to take a basin to collect water, sit in front of the cabinet, raise your head, and pass through the broken roof. , you can see the ink sky and a few stars.

With the bowls and chopsticks next to him, Li Guan turned his head and saw his aunt lowering her head and falling asleep.

The twelve-year-old boy held the sword around his waist.

The sword feels cold, but it is so reliable. Li Guanyi said softly:

"One day, I will make the food I said today come true."

Li Guan picked up his sleeping aunt and walked back carefully. Her aunt was not low in size, but she was very light, like a dandelion, as if the wind would fly away, and she could smell it when she got close. When the fragrance of flowers came to the faintest, he put his aunt back to her room.

The bed is just made of soil mixed with grass, with a layer of hay on it, and then the bed and bedding. It will be difficult to endure rain and winter.

Li Guan covered her aunt's quilt and slowly walked back to her house.

He exhaled, lowered his head, pulled his clothes open, and wanted to see the bronze tripod in his heart.

But he was slightly stunned.

The red jade liquid in the cauldron has naturally disappeared, but there have been different changes.

On the bronze tripod wall, there are red dragon marks.

It's in sight!

(End of this chapter)