During the process of mastering the weapons, the body is also familiar with it, and even absorbs the blessing of mastering the effects.

In the room, Li Yuan danced the hammer soldiers lightly. In the hammer technique, there was already a shadow of a green snake spear and a tiger roaring knife, but he used the Crazy Lion sword technique.

And when the heavy army is waving, it is silent when it falls, which is like lifting the weight easily.

"call!"

"suck!"

Xu Tui's sword technique, Li Yuan's feet seemed to move but not move, like a spirit ape swinging his arms, a fierce tiger lying on his stake, and various breathing methods changed one after another, regulating the qi, blood and internal strength.

In addition to the six breathing methods of the ape, he learned six different breathing methods.

"Different breathing methods correspond to their own qi and blood circulation. Then, the breathing method of fighting and killing hammers in the military should correspond to the qi and blood circulation..."

"What about other excellent martial arts? Is there any difference in breathing methods?"

The hammer soldier danced lightly, and the itch gradually spread. The crazy lion's fundamental plan was to change it from the neck to the shoulders...

"The Crazy Lion Sword Technique is indeed much worse than the White Ape Hammer. The pain of the root and bone modification is much lower, and the speed is much faster..."

Li Yuan is very sure of this because the soreness and itching are reduced, rather than the improvement of his tolerance.

Although it is painful to have a sore neck, it is much better than cramps all over.

"If it's all at this speed, it's only a day without stopping, for more than forty days... it should be enough to get the nine-shaped shapes together, right?"

...

Li Yuan failed to go into seclusion.

The next day, Liu Zheng and others had come to him to discuss and plan to rent a small courtyard. The room fee of three cents a day was a bit unbearable for others.

After not sleeping all night, Li Yuan was not tired. He followed Liu Zheng and others to find a remote Sanjin yard. He rented it for two months at a monthly rent of 8 taels. It was much more cost-effective than an inn.

Li Yuan was next to him, renting a room for one or six cents and entering the courtyard, carrying several thousand taels of silver. He didn't want to treat himself too much.

The main reason is that he really wants to go into seclusion.

In the next ten days, Shao Fangbai did not come to the banquet again. Li Yuan was happy to be quiet. He practiced martial arts every day and went out to have a meal at noon for lunch.

Sometimes he was with Liu Zheng, and sometimes he pulled Yue Yunjin and Wu Ming.

Retreatment is not about being closed and not leaving. Moreover, the pain of the changes in the roots and bones also needs to be relieved, otherwise it will hurt the body and the mind.

"The first in the Divine Soldier List of Zhelong Mansion, the five-color Lingxu Sword, the best famous weapon, the Lord of the Divine Soldier Valley, and the best among the swords!"

"...Hundred-winged Heavenly Cicada Sword, the 19th place in the Divine Weapon List, the top famous weapon, held by Elder Kuyue, the head of the Divine Weapon Valley sword..."

"The wind and thunder Ruyi Jade Pestle, the 23rd divine weapon list, the top famous weapon, the hammer head of the divine weapon valley, held by Elder Han Chuijun..."

...

The city of Zhelongfu is extremely large. A little farther away, you have to ride a sedan chair or a carriage, and even a two-wheeled carriage that can be driven by manpower.

On a carriage, Li Yuan was flipping through the list of divine weapons. He has looked through it many times these days, and even found the old list of previous years.

Compared with other lists, the change in this divine weapon list is very small. Over the past hundred years, the five-color Lingxu Sword has firmly ranked first, and the positions of the other thirteen top-quality famous weapons have not changed much.

"There are only fourteen top-quality famous tools in the entire Zhelong Mansion, and half of them have either broken or disappeared long ago..."

Li Yuan muttered to himself in his heart.

The weapons of the Divine Soldier Valley are famous all over the world, and there are many martial artists from all over the world who come to seek for thousands of miles, but there are still very few top-quality famous weapons.

On the contrary, there are more top-quality famous instruments and ordinary famous instruments.

The 273 magic weapons on the list of divine weapons are all top-notch and above, and only three ordinary famous weapons are on the list, and they have a lot to do with their masters.

"There are so many on the surface, but I'm afraid of more in secret. I can't say that there are some magic weapons hidden..."

Li Yuan thought of the black light again.

The eleventh-level weapon is something beyond imagination. He has never seen a single word in the books he has collected these days, and even in the storytelling book...

"Sea-breaking Black Whale Hammer..."

The carriage slowly wandered around the streets, and Li Yuan was thinking, but he was always paying attention to both sides of the street.

After the military commander was promoted to the fourth level, only he consciously sensed that the weapons within ten meters had lights. At this moment, a large area of ​​light was changing in his eyes.

Unfortunately, most of them are first-level weapons, that is, ordinary sharp blades.

"Even in the city, there are very few weapons with high-quality sharp blades, and most people will not buy such expensive weapons..."

Li Yuan is not surprised either.

Weapons need maintenance. The better weapons, the more they need to be maintained.

As Zhang Ben said before, the martial artists he saw these days were accompanied by a small box in addition to weapons.

Silk cloth, whetstone, elixir, etc. are essential items for the world of traveling, and silk cloth and whetstone are prepared for maintaining weapons.

Some people are particular about it and will bring the "oil" sold in various weapons shops. According to the weapons, they are divided into "knife oil", "sword oil", etc.

Of course, the more particular ones are like Shao Fang Bai, and there are even many sword-holding boys who are responsible for cleaning and maintenance after the sword is activated.

"The hammer is an exception. Well, there is no need for a mace, and it looks even more cruel when stained with blood..."

Li Yuan glanced at the afterglow and saw the evil tiger monk Zou Kui again.

The mace he carried on his shoulder was stained with blood, which made people frightened.

"Um?"

Zou Kui was very sensitive to someone spying on him, and looked at the carriage fiercely. Before he could scold him, he saw Li Yuan who opened the curtain and said hello.

His face froze, and an ugly smile appeared on his rough face: "...It turns out it was Brother Li, so happened to meet him again?"

The coachman stopped the car at the right time, looked at the mace, and looked frightened.

"The city is so big, Li met Daxia Zou as soon as he came out. This is so destined to be!"

Sha Pingying laughed: "Why did your junior brother ask about this? Could someone be here to provoke you?"

"Just curious."

Li Yuan shook his head.

In the past few days, he had inquired about the news of Cao Yan's death coming to the city. On that day, the shop he had bought at a great cost was already named Zhao.

Zhao Yunsheng's vague hostility was probably because of this.

"The Zhao family is not small, but it is nothing compared to Old Han."

Shapingying didn't care much either.

The God-War Valley is as strong as a mountain. The six major families and eight gangs are just birds foraging in the mountains and forests.

The two talked for a long time and drank several pots of wine. Sha Pingying stood up and said goodbye. Li Yuan handed over the five hundred taels of silver bill with a wink.

Tongda Money House is one of the transactions in Shenbing Valley, and is naturally common in Zhelong Mansion.

After taking the silver note, Sha Pingying nodded with satisfaction:

"My junior brother has something to do, come to me even if you want to."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Li Yuan chased after a few steps and reminded:

"Senior brother, you forgot to tell me where you live..."

“Oh oh ~”

Sha Pingying slapped his forehead, leaving his address, and then waved his hand to leave.

Li Yuan bowed and saw him away, and then he settled the account:

"It's still comfortable to deal with Miss Fang..."

...

The horse left the city, not long after the Shapingying stopped.

On the edge of the Grand Canal, Han Chuijun was sitting on a big stone and fishing with a pole. Under the tree not far away, Fang Yunxiu sat cross-legged, with a slightly pale face.

"Old Han, Senior Sister Fang."

Sha Pingying turned over and dismounted and walked quickly: "Junior Brother Li had arrived in the city more than ten days ago. Now he rented a small courtyard and practiced his skills day and night, and rarely went out."

"He is a sensible."

Han Chuijun nodded, not worried about Li Yuan.

It is less than eighteen years old, and a martial arts skills have already been perfected, so there is no problem in entering the inner sect.

"I heard that those envoys searched for the Yingying have also found a lot of good seedlings, including Shao Fang Bai, Gan Wu, Tong Jincheng and others. I'm afraid it's very lively when I open the mountain gate this time."

Sha Pingying glanced at Fang Yunxiu under the tree, a little worried.

"A few years ago, Gu Nei was too cautious in accepting disciples and missed many talented disciples. This time, I guess he could take back a lot."

Han Chuijun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the river surface.
To be continued...