Zhang Mu heard that the person was not Liu Bao, but Liu Li and the others who had gone down the mountain to buy weapons.
The remaining two are named Sun Xiao and Lin Han. Lin Han is the youngest and the richest among the four.
As for why he didn't hang out with the high-level disciples, the main reason was that Liu Li and the others were from the same place and didn't want to be with others. Lin Han's father was a big businessman, and Lin Han provided the money to buy weapons.
Sun Xiao's appearance is quite special. The first impression given to people is that he is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, especially because his face looks very smooth.
As for Liu Li, he is the most educated among the three and the only scholar in their place. His family originally planned to let him get a degree, but he wanted to be a god and help the world and save people, so he came in through Lin Han's relationship.
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As soon as he finished speaking, he saw three people walking in slowly. Zhang Mu quickly stood up and said with a smile: "How's it going? Is everything going well?"
After Liu Li saw Zhang Mu's appearance, he said calmly: "Muzi, what's wrong with you? Why are you in such a mess?"
"Brother Muzi, your clothes are torn, how could this happen?" Lin Han also asked with great concern, and Sun Xiao also looked at him in surprise.
"It's okay, it's all over. Just be careful in the future." After thinking about it, I decided not to say it anymore, and then I realized the lie.
Liu Lidao: "Muzi, what are you hiding from us? Aren't you treating us as brothers?"
"Okay, it's like this..." Seeing what Liu Li said, Zhang Mu stopped being pretentious and explained the reason for the matter. Suddenly, several people in the room became silent.
Offending Liu Bao would be very detrimental to those who had just entered the sect. Those who were wise would choose to stay away from Zhang Mu. Who knows what they were thinking.
Liu Li glanced at Zhang Mu and said: "Since it has happened, there is nothing to worry about. Now whoever wants to go somewhere else can go. I, Liu Li, will not say anything wrong with him. Anyway, I am just a fool."
It’s here.”
"Brother Li, I'm not going either. Wherever you are, I'll be there. Besides, Brother Muzi is here, so I won't go anywhere else. As for Liu Bao or something, there's no need for us to be afraid."
After hearing what Lin Han said, Zhang Mu couldn't help but laugh and said: "Xiao Han, you are still too young and don't understand many things." He turned to look at Liu Li and said seriously, "Liu Li, why don't you take Xiao Han and Sun Xiao to change places?"
, if Liu Bao really comes to trouble me again, it will be bad for you all."
Liu Li sighed and said: "Okay, it doesn't matter so much. Xiao Han will still follow me. As for Sun Xiao, it's up to you. After all, your character..."
Liu Bao's hands are trembling now, which shows that he has lingering fears about having to deal with people like Liu Bao in the past, but where can he go without Liu Li now?
"I...I won't change either." After saying that, Piqiu sat down on the chair, frustrated and hesitant.
Zhang Mu and Liu Li looked at each other and shook their heads, then changed the subject and said, "Liu Li, you won't really buy the folding fan."
At this time, Liu Li was holding a folding fan in his hand and a long sword with a brown handle on his back. It seemed that he bought this for Zhang Mu.
Look at Lin Han holding a long sword in his hand. Compared with his size, it seems a bit out of place and very eye-catching.
Sun Xiao didn't buy a long sword, but he had two short blades stuck in the trousers around his waist. This shows that the weapons he chose were quite similar to his personality.
Liu Li smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm not used to swords, so it's better to choose Confucianism. After all, I have the foundation." After saying that, he took off the long sword from his back and handed it to Zhang Mu.
When Liu Li handed over the long sword, he was not polite to him.
I took it and felt it was heavy in my hand, but it was still within my control. After all, my current body was not in a good condition.
"Yes, how much does it cost?"
Liu Lidao: "Well, this handle is a mortal weapon mixed with black iron. It is considered to be of the highest quality. It cost ten gold leaves."
After hearing the price reported by Liu Li, he couldn't help but shout: "What, ten gold leaves!"
Liu Li was so surprised when he saw Zhang Mu. Before he could speak, Lin Han laughed and said, "Brother Muzi, it's okay, this is all small money."
In this world of cultivation, the lowest currency is gold leaves, which contain very little spiritual energy, and the higher currency is low-level spiritual stones.
Low-level spiritual stones are not something that Zhang Mu and others can consume, because it takes a thousand gold leaves to be worth one low-level spiritual stone, and Lin Han can only bring a mere three thousand gold leaves.
Zhang Mu also knew it was not time to be pretentious, so he said to Lin Han: "Xiao Han, I won't say anything else, thank you."
"Brother Muzi, are you too polite? First see if this black iron sword fits your hand."
Zhang Mu nodded and looked at the sword mixed with black iron in his hand. He used to be envious of it when reading novels, but now he is very excited to play with it.
Of course, as a lover of Xianxia, he also had a deep understanding of the posture of drawing a sword, so it didn't bother him.
Zhang Mu was seen grabbing the hilt of the sword with one hand, holding the scabbard tightly with the other hand, pressing down slightly, using his shoulder as the fulcrum, pressing it until it was level with his shoulder, and then suddenly pulled it up.
I heard a crisp sword cry, and looked at the drawn black iron sword. There were some strange lines on it. They were not carved for fun, nor were they carved to look good. They were used to channel energy or spiritual power.
Go in, then shoot out according to the front.
I saw that the blade of the Black Iron Sword was about two feet three, and the entire sword was glowing with white light. It might be the reason for the inclusion of Black Iron, and it looked like it was not an ordinary item, and was definitely worth ten gold leaves.
He pressed it a few times in his hand and said with great fondness: "Not bad, really good, Liu Li, I didn't lose money on this sword."
Liu Lidao: "That's right, yours is almost the same as Xiao Han's, so of course they can't be inferior."
"Brother Muzi, our sword styles are the same. I think you should like it very much. I chose well. Haha..."
"Oh, what Xiao Han chose is just what I want. I like it very much."
Liu Lidao: "Now that we have weapons, you can take the Sword Art and Heart Art first. The ones in the sect are similar, so I bought them. When the Qi refining period comes, you can practice immortal arts.
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Zhang Mu took it and said impatiently: "Then I'll go out and give it a try." After saying that, he walked out quickly. Although there were many bruises on his body, he was completely diluted by the joy brought by the Black Iron Sword.
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I walked out and did some simple sword stabbing and splitting. After a while, I was exhausted and gasping for breath.
"I'm going, I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, it's too tiring to dance with this thing."
Liu Li stood at the door and said jokingly: "It's weird if you're not tired. You have to practice your mental skills first. If you have the skills, wouldn't it be better?"
After hearing this, Zhang Mu returned to the house with an embarrassed look on his face. Amidst Xiao Han's laughter, the four of them began to practice their mental skills.
Sitting cross-legged on his wooden bed, he looked over the mind method very carefully, which is the most basic and universal mind method, which revolves around the three meridians in the body.
But whether you can condense your skills depends on your own opportunities. After all, you don't know if you have spiritual roots. If you don't have spiritual roots, then everything is nonsense.
According to the method recorded in the heart method, hold your breath and concentrate, start to focus on the Dantian, and sense the movement very carefully.
The time of one stick of incense passed quickly...
Just when Zhang Mu was about to give up, he felt a little hot in his pubic area, and then his energy soared and he began to focus more.
In the early morning of the next day, all four of them were standing outside, with excitement on their faces. It seemed that they all had developed some skills.
Zhang Mu pulled out the Black Iron Sword very skillfully, and transferred a trace of his skill to his arm with great effort. He suddenly felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and his body was so heavy that it was difficult to move.
"Uh, ah..." After using up all the strength of the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers, he swung the sword out.
In an instant, Zhang Mu was lying on the ground gasping for air, his face covered with sweat from the exertion of his martial arts.
Looking at Liu Li and the other three, except for Liu Li, they were a little better. Sun Xiao was also sitting on the ground panting. The most outrageous thing was that Xiao Han didn't use his skills at all, which shows that it was still because of his young age.
Lin Han asked with envy: "Brother Muzi, you were really fierce just now, how do you feel?"
"Huh... To be honest, the moment I struck out, I felt a sudden surge of energy, but now my whole body hurts like crazy. I really want to collapse and die like this."
When Lin Han heard this, he raised his chest and said, "Fortunately, I didn't pull it out."
In this way, Zhang Mu had almost rested, so he stood up and started practicing. He ate some wild fruits at noon, and practiced until night in one fell swoop.
"Brother Li, you and Brother Muzi have made the fastest progress today, and then there is Sun Xiao. Why am I doing this so often?"
Liu Li shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "Why did Xiao Han say that? You can swing it out too, right?"
Zhang Mu followed: "Yes, you are still young. If we really count, you are better than the rest of us."
"Really? Hehe, then I will practice hard tomorrow and try to catch up to half of Brother Makiko." He said with a look of yearning on his face.
When Lin Han said this, Zhang Mu and the other three also laughed.
Afterwards, the four of them went to bed separately.
Seeing that Liu Li and the others were asleep, Zhang Mu frowned and said softly: "Why didn't Liu Bao come today? I don't care, just practice hard first. Do you need to be afraid of him when you have the strength?"
Having said this, a smile appeared on Zhang Mu's lips. He sat cross-legged and felt the power in his Dantian. His power had obviously increased, and he felt quite happy.
Then, it began to operate according to the steps of the mind.
With all this fuss, it's almost dawn.
Looking at Zhang Mu, it can be said that his whole body is soaked with sweat. As long as he consumes that little bit of skill, he closes his eyes and rests and begins to slowly recover, and then continues to use his skill without any trouble.
After each operation is completed, the next operation will be more painful. Because the meridians cannot be overloaded, and even a strong person cannot stand such a life-threatening operation.
But how could Zhang Mu forget the humiliation he suffered the day before yesterday? He knew that if he didn't work hard, he could only rely on others. Only if his own strength surpassed that of others, could he not be bullied and fulfill his wish to conquer demons.
The reason why he and Liu Li have such a close relationship is that they both like to slay demons.
Therefore, among the four, apart from Xiao Han who is too young to tell, Zhang Mu and Liu Li have potential, while Sun Xiao's qualifications can only be regarded as average.
After the last operation, after waiting for the power to recover, follow the steps of the mental method to complete the exercise.
After finishing, I wiped the sweat from my face and breathed out a very tired breath.
Zhang Mu rubbed his swollen head with his hands. He didn't bother taking a shower or changing clothes. He snored as soon as he lay down on his back. This showed that he was extremely tired from a night of overloaded training.