There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

When Lu Hu came out of the dark woods, he saw the white snowy night in front of him. He looked up and saw the bright Milky Way.

Such a magnificent and magnificent night view instantly shocked him beyond measure.

He stood there blankly, looking at the night sky dreamily.

The feeling of the vastness of the universe and the vastness of heaven and earth constantly arises in my heart.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable feeling of sadness arose.

Under this situation, Lu Hu subconsciously blurted out

"Sending mayflies to the heaven and earth, a drop in the vast ocean. I mourn the brief moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying immortals to travel, and hold the bright moon for the end. I don't know how unexpected it is to arrive suddenly, and the legacy echoes in the sad wind.

Life in this universe is so short!

No wonder the pursuit of immortality has been going on since ancient times!

Can martial arts lead to immortality? "

Although Lu Hu was young and strong, and still had a lot of good years ahead of him, he saw the dazzling universe and the Milky Way in vain, and his heart was suddenly touched, and he couldn't help but ask himself the words of immortality.

Lu Hu took a deep breath of cold air, bent down to grab a handful of snow from the ground, and rubbed it on his face to calm down his burning mind.

Then he continued to stand on tiptoes and started walking quickly forward.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Someone originally compared the snow to catkins and cotton, which is the gentle snow in the south.

The snow in the north of Qingzhou is much stronger and colder, the snow is as big as a mat!

Moreover, the north wind was blowing at this time, and the jade dragon scales were dancing, and the rivers and seas were flattened!

The visibility was getting worse and worse. Lu Hu braved the wind and snow and continued to move forward, recalling the words of the Qingfenglou man at that time in his mind.

"Leave Xicheng, go out along the official road for seven miles, and turn into the forest to the north. After leaving the forest, walk another five miles and you will see a fork in the road. Take the east road up the mountain. You can see Dingding after climbing over three hills along the road. It’s Beicheng!”

At this time, he came out of the forest and walked for a long time, wondering in his heart that he had walked five miles, where did he see the fork in the road?

Did you go through it yourself?

Lu Hu raised his head, and the heavy snow was blown in his face by the howling north wind, making him unable to open his eyes.

There is indeed a sloping hillside on the east side of the road, but there is no way up the mountain at all!

"Maybe I didn't pay attention and walked past it. Whatever, as long as the general direction is correct, you can get there no matter how you walk!"

Lu Hu thought for a while and walked directly up the mountain from the jungle.

At first, he didn't feel anything on the flat road, but Lu Hu went up the mountain.

Suddenly I felt that I was walking up the mountain faster than usual by standing on tiptoes, and the corresponding physical exertion was greater.

The forest was dense and the mountain was deep. Lu Hu took out his long knife and swung it directly to clear the way. He rushed out of the jungle and was already halfway up the mountain.

In front is a piece of white grass sloping upward.

After stepping in, the weeds on the mountain directly reached his calves.

Without the wind protection of the forest, the wind on the mountain became stronger. Lu Hu lowered his head and walked against the wind, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

A mountain temple sits on the top of a mountain.

The original vermilion doors and windows have been stained by wind, rain, rain and the erosion of time.

There was a thick layer of dust inside, and a high platform was built in the middle, with a black mountain god sitting on it.

The temple door that was stuck by stones suddenly opened, and a burly black figure appeared outside the temple door.

Lu Hu walked into the mountain temple with a knife, and scanned the inside carefully with the reflection of the snow light outside, and also turned around in a circle.

I found that there was nothing in this ruined temple except the statue of the god enshrined above.

"It's a good place to settle down!"

Lu Hu walked in the mountains for a long time in the wind and snow, and suddenly found this temple not far away.

I immediately decided to hide from the snow in this temple tonight, survive the night, and then continue on my way until dawn tomorrow.

Now when I came to the temple, I found that although the ruined temple was shaken and shaken by the wind, it could indeed keep out the wind and snow.

He took off the bamboo basket he was carrying on his back, closed the door and blocked it with stones.

Suddenly the cold wind disappeared.

Lu Hu was shaken all over, shook the snow off his body, and couldn't help but let out a breath of cold air.

Yes, Lu Hu's hands and feet were also blown cold by the cold wind and heavy snow.

The physical strength brought to him by the bone marrow training period was enough to withstand the cold air of late autumn, but now in the heavy wind and snow, he was only wearing autumn clothes with thicker fabrics. His body temperature was depleted too fast, which made him not afraid of the cold in the past. He was finally frozen.

Lu Hu rubbed his hands and came to the statue to take a look.

I saw that the statue was made of wood. It was not big, only one and a half meters tall. It was covered with a red cloth cloak by a hunter who went hunting in the mountains. His face was a little blurry. I could vaguely see his sunken eye sockets, raised brows, and corners of his eyes. It was droopy, with a half-smiling expression, and a layer of bright red paint was smeared on the lips.

Even if you look at this painting in the daytime, you will feel eerie, let alone at this time, in the middle of a ruined temple in the mountains with heavy snowfall at night, it is simply terrifying.

A sword flashed in the temple, "Crack!"

The head of the statue was directly chopped off by Lu Hu, and then he slashed the statue into wood with a series of swings of his long knife.

They were piled in the open space in the middle by Lu Hu, and soon a bonfire rose up.

The statue's head happened to be used as a horse by Lu Hu standing on tiptoe under his buttocks.

This is not because Lu Hu meant to humiliate him, the main reason is that the size is just right!

Lu Hu took off the stopper of the wine gourd and poured a sip into his mouth. The tiger bone wine in this gourd had been soaked for a long time. This sip turned into a billowing stream of warmth and directly forced the cold air out of Lu Hu's body.

Once the bonfire was outside, my body immediately warmed up.

He took out a roasted chicken from his bamboo basket, used a long knife to hold it over the flames and grilled it until it was hot, then he tore the roasted chicken open and ate it happily.

After eating, I went out, grabbed a handful of snow, and wiped my hands clean.

You should take out the whirlwind leaf-sweeping leg technique next to the campfire and watch it carefully.

The level of this kicking technique, which has been continuously broken down, has also dropped from high-level to low-level martial arts.

The things recorded in it are still simple. One is the honing and strengthening of the strength of Lu Hu's legs and feet when walking before, and the other is some leg techniques.

The kicking technique is divided into kicking and kicking.

Although there are many kicking techniques, with seven or eight more tricks than kicking techniques, the kicking technique is really the most killing move.

Among them, the most ultimate killing move, which is the same as the black tiger's heart-breaking move, is called Wo Xin Tiao!

When urging, straighten your toes, use your hips to exert force, and coupled with the forward force of your center of gravity, your legs will use your body's strength to help your legs, turning them into a steel gun and pointing at the opponent.

The strength of the human body's legs is much greater than that of the upper limbs. In addition, after the toes are tightened, the force-bearing area becomes smaller. The power of this leg is indeed about the same as that of a good steel gun.

Use a point to break the face, and the one who hits it will either die or be disabled!

Lu Hu was watching with great interest. Suddenly, his ears twitched, he quickly put the technique into his arms, and touched the handle of the long knife next to him with one hand.

I heard the sound of the snow being stepped on amidst the whistling wind outside!