The swaying red fire burned the casting room warmly, but this comfortable feeling didn't last long. After participating in the yellow sand, the Yellow River, and Liu Yishu, the three of them worked hard to release the anger in their hearts, they soon sweated and panted like a cow.

Since Gao Wenshan came to the Military Arts Prison, he has been staying in his carefully arranged house, which has also reduced Huangsha's trouble of being exposed by him after meeting him, but the other party seems to have not been idle. In the past few days, some strange people have always come to the Military Arts Prison. Liu Yishou told him that these are all barbarians, one of which is Gu Tuo of Luolan's tribe. He comes here almost every six months. The main purpose is to take away all kinds of simple and rough cold weapons such as swords and swords he needs from the Military Arts Prison.

Liu Yishou remembered that when Gu Tuo first came, he was a timid and timid guy. In just a few years, he heard that he had become the leader of the Luolan tribe and had more than 10,000 barbarian soldiers under his command. Now even the people from the Gao family in Jianchang Prefecture have to give him some shame. Even Gu Tuo married his third wife last year, Gao family sent someone to bring a generous gift to congratulate him in person.

"This Gutu was simply cultivated by Gao's family, and it may be to differentiate and disintegrate the thirty-seven divisions that supported Duan's family."

Huang Sha thought: I'm afraid that the Gao family has more than such a puppet power. No wonder the thirty-seven rebellion in Shicheng County later, even the guard Gao Mingqing was killed, but there was no big deal. Most of them were internally disintegrated by the spy that Gao family had penetrated into it very early.

"Brother Sha, grandpa always tells us that Dali Country is not our home. Our home is in a place called Tianfu Country. He always nags me. If he can go back there again before he dies, he will be content in his life. Alas, I don't know if he can survive that day." After Liu Yishou said, his face suddenly dimmed, perhaps because he was worried that Liu Li would be able to endure Gao Wenshan's torture.

"Don't worry, I will take all of you home and back to the place that truly belongs to us." Huang Sha agreed very confidently, which made Liu Yishou's eyes shine, and his actions became more and more cumbersome.

After Liu Yishou failed several times, he could already draw the threads as if he had already been able to pull the threads as if it were flying. After the most critical step of the Golden Thread Clothes, the subsequent steps became much simpler. After Liu Yishou pulled out enough gold threads, he used a large iron needle to penetrate the gold thread through the eye of the needle, and then carefully threaded the needle on a wooden man, making the yellow sand on the side of the yellow river unable to help but be amazed. It turned out that these people's skills were sophisticated that the ancients were sincere and did not deceive me.

The yellow sand next to him was not idle, and the two of them were shirtless, revealing a strong arm, constantly hitting the red iron piece that Liu Yishou brought to make a box with iron, making a tinging dong sound. The sound lasted for several days and was filled with ears. The military weapon surveillance was also busy all the time. The sound of their casting swords was covered in the same noisy sounds around, saving some unnecessary trouble.

The text on the dark iron sheet has been translated word by the Yellow River. The ultimate goal of the Breaking Wave Sword Technique is to turn the "first strike" into the "ultimate strike". Under the consciousness of "one strike to determine the victory or defeat or one strike to determine life and death", the warrior must be quick to concentrate, accurately and severely destroy the opponent's flaws or to destroy the opponent's flaws with no revenge at once. Before being hacked by the opponent, he must cut off the opponent, which is completely a fighting method of fighting with his life and living with his life.

Huang Sha looked at how many times he had fought against several masters. That time he did not fight the enemy with his life, but was perfectly in line with this set of sword techniques. The gap between himself and his opponent was destined to have to throw away those complicated moves, not to mention that he did not have so much time to practice the so-called internal strength. This time, the escape from death in Lishui Village caused the so-called cultivation to be completely lost.

With the opportunity gathered, I accidentally obtained this set of Breaking Wave Sword. If I add this Breaking Wave Sword that looks like a knife and a sword to fight against the enemy, use the fastest speed to draw the knife, put aside all the distracting thoughts in my heart, pour all my heart and eyes on the blade, and combine my mind and hands, ethereal and clear, without any intentions, I might catch the other party off guard.

Huang Sha knew that the Breaking Wave Sword Technique was actually to make himself lose his own selflessness. When he was free, he would learn the Buddhist principles taught by Jiumo Xuankong and meditate in meditation. When he entered into a state of meditation and reached another world, he found that the other one in his body was even more ready to move. He seemed not as unbearable as he imagined, but because of some unspeakable reasons, he hid his merits and fame. When he tried to slowly start to merge deeply with this soul in the depths of his mind, some unexpected changes were slowly happening.

The birds chirped, Chu Yang was warm, when Huangsha slowly opened his eyes, he found that time had passed several hours without realizing it. At this moment, he was not at all confused, full of energy, as if there was a ball of fire in his chest, and an endless stream of force in his hands. He felt that some of the power in his body seemed to be gradually reviving, which made him suddenly think of Murong Yiqing. She might have felt like this before.

"Brother Sha, you finally woke up. You scared Mr. Huang and me to death yesterday. You." As long as Liu Yishou remembered the scene last night, he couldn't help but shake his head to prove whether he was still in a dream at this moment.

"I used to hear people say that this kind of kung fu is called Turtle Breathing, but you have been a little too long, which is a bit like a fake death." Compared to Liu Yishou, the Yellow River, is much calmer, which is related to his broad knowledge.

"How come you two are talking in a mess? I live a good life and have to curse me to die. I don't know if you ate the wrong thing last night." Huang Sha didn't mind the prophecy in their mouths at all. Suddenly I remembered something, walked to the Yellow River quietly, and asked maliciously: "You little old man, let me be honest, are you hiding something from me? I vaguely heard you call a girl's name yesterday."

The old Huanghe's face sank and said, "You ask me to do things, can you change the method in the future?"

"Is there any way to change our face? Once the golden velvet clothes and the golden bamboo slips are completed, I think Gao Wenshan will probably kill us to silence us. In this way, he and Gao Qianwan will die without evidence. Wouldn't we die unfairly?" Huang Sha said calmly.

"This is all a small problem. The key is what should Mr. Liu do? And how can we escape from this ghost place with so many people?"

"If Gao Dadi had any urgent military situation and had to leave? What do you think?"

"you mean?"

"I saw some pigeons flying around in the sky all day long. Why don't you think of a way? What kind of bird-catching equipment, such as brows that can pop up nets?"
Chapter completed!