After Lehua left, Xing Nan looked closely at the two low-grade spiritual swords.
Just as the landlady said, Xing Nan doesn't care about the quality of the spirit sword, as long as there is a complete sword spirit in it.
It is said that he is purchasing a spiritual sword, but in fact, all Xing Nan needs is the sword spirit.
Even this broken sword with a complete sword spirit has the same effect on Xing Nan as a low-grade spiritual sword with no damage at all.
The business of the inn has been very deserted these days, with almost no business, so he has a lot of time to practice. In addition, his body is much stronger than before, so he has no reason to linger any longer.
So, after adjusting his breath, when his condition reached its peak, he first placed the broken sword across his knees.
Silently circulate his own sword energy, causing it to flow around the Broken Sword, and then wrap the Broken Sword with his spiritual consciousness, gradually communicating with the Broken Sword's sword spirit.
As expected, the sword spirit of the Broken Sword was not damaged at all. It emerged from the Broken Sword's body shortly after Xing Nan activated the Sword-Devouring Technique.
An orange shadow of the sword spirit that looked like a big bear appeared, and then rushed towards Xing Nan's body, and sank into it in an instant...
Just an hour later, the sword spirit of Broken Sword traveled around in the veins of Xing Nan's body, poured into his Dantian, and was gradually absorbed by the sword fetus.
The sword fetus has grown from one inch long and one finger wide to two inches long and one finger and a half wide, but Xing Nan has not yet entered the late stage of the sword fetus in the practice of the Sword Devouring Technique.
He just rested and adapted for a while, and then placed the complete low-grade spiritual sword across his knees.
Half an hour later, Xing Nan opened his eyes, threw the long sword that had lost its spirituality but still emitted cold light on the table, and then stood up with a satisfied look on his face.
The sword embryo in his dantian has now grown to three inches long and two fingers wide. As long as he swallows another low-grade spirit sword sword spirit, he will be able to advance to the late sword embryo stage of the Sword Devouring Technique as he wishes, and have the power not to fear any martial artist.
Or the strength of the swordsman.
"If there is another low-grade sword spirit, even if Luo Biao comes here in person, I still have the strength to fight him!"
As his strength improves, Xing Nan has not forgotten his grandfather Xing Hao who vomited blood and died under Luo Biao's punch. He will not forget the humiliation that the Luo family has brought to him in Lan Maple City over the years, as well as Uncle Chen's tragic death.
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Even though I didn’t originally belong to this world, the years of suppression are indeed unforgettable.
In fact, with Xing Nan's current strength, he is no longer afraid of Luo Biao, unless Luo Biao has advanced to the martial arts realm.
When the sword embryo was only one inch long and one finger wide, he could kill the Luo family's fourth-grade martial artist with the Nine-section Open Heaven Palm. Now that the sword embryo's strength has greatly increased, it is conservatively estimated that he can defeat the seventh-grade martial artist, not to mention his opponent.
His understanding of the art of transformation is increasing day by day, and his body's toughness is no weaker than that of a ninth-grade martial artist. It is unlikely that he will defeat or kill Luo Biao, but it is still not difficult to deal with him and escape calmly.
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Even after the landlady returned from shopping, the business of Kirigakure Inn still showed no improvement at all.
The periphery of the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest is still not peaceful. More and more monsters have come from the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest within a hundred miles of the periphery. Although they rarely break out of the forest, ordinary hunters and monks do not dare to continue.
Half a step into the forest of beasts.
What makes Xing Nan a little strange is that Wuyin Inn is right next to the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. Although the whole building is not very tall, it is very conspicuous. Why don't those monsters come to intrude? Do they know that there are strong people here?
After returning, the landlady still stayed at home and shut herself up in the side room all day long, drinking tea and sitting around. If this kind of life were left to Xing Nan, he would probably not be able to endure it.
It's hard to imagine what kind of state one has to be like the landlady, who has been shutting herself in a small side room and still being content.
The shopkeeper has a bad temper, but he is extremely sleepy, so he can withstand the torture of this lonely time.
Lehua had just started practicing martial arts, and when he was obsessed with martial arts, he also practiced boxing and kicking like Xing Nan during the day, and went back to his room to meditate at night.
However, Lehua meditates at night to absorb spiritual energy into his body, improve his skills and temper his body, while Xing Nan meditates at night to learn the art of transformation.
There are still many corpses of the third-level demonic beast that he obtained before. Its meat sauce and bone meal are constantly consumed by Xing Nan to help Xing Nan speed up the practice of Dragon Elephant Skill.
The phantom old man in the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet did not appear again, perhaps because he was afraid of the powerful perception of the boss's wife and the master's shopkeeper.
During the day when they were practicing their boxing and kicking skills, the boss would still give some advice from time to time, which made both Xing Nan and Lehua gain a lot.
The shopkeeper may seem rude, but he is actually very discerning. His advice is often to the point, and sometimes he can't stand it anymore and even walks out of the counter to practice it himself.
This situation lasted for nearly a month, and the Kirigakure Inn gradually became lively again.
That morning, Xing Nan and Lehua were performing a palm technique in front of their master innkeeper, but five monks who looked young walked into the inn.
"Isn't this an inn? Why does it look more like a martial arts gym?"
"The palm skills they performed just now can be compared with the sword skills used by woodcutter."
"We're just two waiters, how much skill can we expect from them!"
"There won't be any masters in a remote place."
Although the five monks are all about the same age as Lehua, they all hold their heads high and look arrogant. Judging from the way they made gesticulations and comments as soon as they entered the door, they almost didn't write it on their foreheads that I am a master.
Seeing that they are all dressed in bright and colorful clothes, and their brows reveal a bit of the aura of children of aristocratic families, you can guess that they all have some background.
However, they obviously don't know that no matter who comes to Kirigakure Inn, a tiger must lie down, and even a dragon must be coiled.
"Greeting guests."
Shopkeeper Shi wanted to give some advice to Xing Nan and Lehua, but when he saw the five people coming in and heard their comments, he didn't react at all. He just glanced at the five people indifferently, and then went back to take a nap behind the counter. went.
"A few guests, why don't you stay in the hotel..."
"Go away and let your boss come out and answer!"
As soon as Lehua stepped forward to greet him, he was pushed away by a young monk.
Lehua didn't get angry. After all, they didn't hurt him. A waiter like him would often be embarrassed by customers.
At this moment, the shopkeeper, who was taking a nap with his chin in his palm, narrowed his eyes slightly without any expression.
"Our landlady doesn't see customers. If you need anything, you can tell me."
Lehua walked around to the five people again, still smiling.
"Hmph! We are going to book this inn, can you make the decision?" the young monk asked coldly.
"I can really make the decision on this."
Lehua nodded, and when the five people looked surprised, he continued: "Our inn will not be fully booked by any one or a group of monks. If a few guests want to cover it, they can only cover it."
Maximum three tables and two guest rooms.”
"No exception?" The young monk with red lips and white teeth asked coldly.
"No." Leroy replied.
"Huh! Let's call your boss lady out!"
When the young monk saw Lehua shaking his head, his face darkened.
"Sorry, we won't disturb the landlady for any trivial matters." Lehua still looked very polite.
"This is a shabby inn. How come there are so many rules? Get out of here!"
The five people all had sullen expressions on their faces. After being rejected again, the young monk became angry and furious. He raised his hand to slap away Lehua who was blocking him.
The young monk's cultivation is not weak, and he raises his arms and swings his palms very fast. Lehua, who has just entered martial arts, cannot dodge at all.
If this slap had hit Lehua's face, half of his face would have been swollen into a pig's head, and more than a dozen of his teeth would have been knocked out.
However, when the young monk's palm was still half a foot away from Lehua's face, another palm grabbed his wrist.
The owner of the other palm is not shopkeeper Shi, but Xing Nan.
Xing Nan was standing not far away, so it was naturally impossible for him to watch Lehua being slapped.
"Everyone, there are rules here. You are guests and you cannot overwhelm the guests."
No matter how hard the young monk tried, his arm could not break free from Xing Nan's hand, and Xing Nan reminded them with a smile on his face.
The other four young monks gathered around, looking like they were about to start a group fight.
Xing Nan put down the arm he grabbed lightly, then pulled Lehua to the counter, pointed to the lobby on the first floor and said: "It's noon now, I think some of the guests must be hungry.
It would be better to find a good seat to sit down and have some food."
When the five young monks saw that Xing Nan's movements were crisp and clear, and he could still maintain an expression of composure when facing the five of them, they finally became a little wary of Wuyin Inn, secretly thinking that this inn seemed to be really no ordinary inn.
After the five people looked at each other, they didn't care too much. They chose a slightly larger table to sit down and ordered some food and drinks.
"Jiang Zan, what do you think of that boy's strength? He's the waiter who grabbed your wrist just now."
While eating and drinking, the five young monks looked at the older monk and asked in a low voice.
"It shouldn't be bad. I made the first move and he could still grab my wrist, which proves that he was faster than me. When he grabbed my wrist, I felt like I was caught in an iron pincer and couldn't break free at all, which proved that he
His strength is also much stronger than mine." The young monk who had previously tried to slap Lehua replied with a wry smile.
An inn waiter is better than me, what else can I be proud of?
Not only Jiang Zan, but the other four monks also frowned after hearing his judgment.
"That boy looks younger than us, but he is actually stronger than a fifth-grade martial artist. It's unbelievable. You know, we are considered to be cultivation geniuses in the entire Youyan Kingdom, but he can actually beat us."
A monk who was as young as Jiang Zan said in surprise.
"I reminded you before coming here that you should keep a low profile. Our goal is to win glory for the college and the Kingdom of Youyan, not to engage in meaningless fights. Young representatives from Piaoyun, Kurosawa, and Capricorn will arrive soon. They
That is our goal." The older monk reminded calmly.