At Xiao Zifeng's strong request, Zhao Xuanluo changed the boxing skills she was going to teach him into sword skills, and was now writing silently for him with a pen and paper.
Although most warriors are a group of reckless men who can only hit people with their fists, there are also some people who can practice weapons.
"Is there any difference between a martial artist who practices swordsmanship and a swordsman? I feel like holding a sword, I can also say that I am a swordsman."
"There is a big difference between a swordsman and a martial artist who practices swordsmanship. If you want to become a swordsman, you must first have a spiritual sword. The sword is embedded in the blood and the sword is hidden in the body."
Zhao Xuanluo stretched out her hand, and an eight-sided sword emerged from her palm.
Zhao Xuanluo shook hands and put the sword back again.
"By the way, if you plan to start practicing, you need to prepare a lot of medicinal materials to condition your body."
"You can write down what medicinal materials we need together."
after a little while.
"Fifty-year-old wild ginseng, over 30-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, over 60-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, less than half-year-old young deer blood, ten-year-old black-leaf snake skin..."
Every time Xiao Zifeng reported a drug name, his voice got louder.
"Why are you arguing? You have poor qualifications. In addition, you are a bit older and have missed the best golden age for cultivation. If you want to start practicing these medicinal materials, you have to prepare.
You have to practice every day, and you have to take a bath with these medicinal materials after practicing every day. One portion of the medicinal materials is only enough for you to practice for a month. According to your talent, if you work hard, you should be able to enter the Nine Realms within ten years. "
Xiao Zifeng felt a headache. Although he earned a good income as a carpenter, he could barely make enough to eat every meal.
But the problem is that these medicinal materials are all ridiculously expensive. He broke his leg before, and the doctor prescribed medicine for him. He saw wild ginseng that was 50 years old.
But the price was outrageous. At that time, he was still wondering who would buy this thing? The result is now...
As for the later ones who are older, Xiao Zifeng also understands that it is better to practice martial arts when the children are younger, because they are not fully developed and can be adjusted according to the needs of martial arts training.
As for studying for ten years...
Xiao Zifeng turned around and asked.
"Isn't this too long?"
"If it weren't for your strong energy and blood, this time would be 50 years."
"As long as your qualifications are average and not so bad, you still have room for maneuver."
Xiao Zifeng sat slumped in the wheelchair like a dead dog. With these medicinal materials, he was now broke and could only buy one or two plants.
Then he seemed to think of something again, and then asked Zhao Xuanluo: "How long can a practitioner live?"
"It depends on the situation. Some unlucky ones were hacked to death when they were in their teens or twenties."
"I'm asking about lifespan."
Zhao Xuanluo thought for a moment: "If you practice to the first level, you should be able to live for two to three hundred years. Poisoners may live longer. Martial arts and magicians have the shortest life spans. Sometimes they may not wait until the end of their lives."
"Why do warriors and magicians have shorter life spans?"
Xiao Zifeng asked, one of the purposes of his practice is to live longer.
"Martial arts warriors need to exercise their bodies and hone themselves. If they are not treated in time, they can easily leave hidden wounds. Most magicians do it because of divination, which can easily reveal the secrets and backfire on themselves."
"Okay, I have given you the sword technique and the prescription. It can be regarded as my life-saving grace for you. From now on, you can practice according to what I wrote above. Even if it takes a lot of time, you will eventually be able to embark on the path of cultivation. road."
After Zhao Xuanluo said this, he stood up and was about to leave.
"You're still injured, are you leaving now?"
Xiao Zifeng asked in surprise. After all, such a serious injury should be rested.
"Although I don't know the reason, the people who were chasing me didn't find you last night. Maybe it was good luck, but sooner or later they will come. I stay here for one minute and one second longer. For you All fatal."
Zhao Xuan walked out without looking back, when he was about to step out the door and into the yard.
"You can stay for a while longer. The person who was chasing you yesterday was killed by me."
Zhao Xuanluo turned back and smiled. The sunlight hit her face, and two big words "disbelief" were written brightly on her face.
The people who were chasing her last night were warriors from the Seventh and Eighth Realms. Killing an ordinary person was no more difficult for them than killing a chicken.
Xiao Zifeng opened the cabinet next to him and took out two long knives.
Bang~
The long knife was thrown to the ground by Xiao Zifeng.
Zhao Xuanluo: "!!!"
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"It's been one night, where is the person?"
Luo Feng stared at the men kneeling before him with red eyes, and roared angrily.
"A Gu Master from the Seventh Realm plus a martial artist from the Seventh Realm plus 6 martial arts from the Eighth Realm. Not only were they not brought back, but two martial artists from the Eight Realms died in one night, the Gu Master also died, and there were two martial arts warriors. disappeared."
"She was poisoned and won't live long."
"What do I care about is whether she is alive or not? What I want is that letter. I want to see her alive and her body after death. I must find that letter. Otherwise, don't say it's you, even me." He may not survive, so keep sending me people to look for him."
Luo Feng grabbed his man's neck, put his head against his head, and said these words.
Veins popped up on his subordinate's forehead, but he didn't dare to pull his hand away, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.
Wait until Luo Feng finished his last sentence and let go of him.
He crawled away as if he had received a great favor.
After his men left, Luo Feng sat alone on a chair in the hall.
If he couldn't find it within a short period of time, he would have to act in advance.
Let that letter be buried along with the whole city.
…
Zhao Xuanluo lay on the bed to rest and turned to look at the two knives placed by the wall. She couldn't figure out how an ordinary person could kill two warriors?
Even if Xiao Zifeng has strong blood and natural supernatural power, how can she compare to the warriors who have experienced practice? Moreover, she has fought with these warriors. These warriors are not the kind of little white flowers who only know how to practice. They have killed people and seen blood. A cruel person.
How could he be killed by an ordinary person like him?
Zhao Xuanluo still couldn't figure it out. She asked, but Xiao Zifeng only gave a word that was not an answer, but it was an answer.
"I dare to save you, so I will naturally have something to rely on."
If this were ordinary people and a stranger fell in their own courtyard, would they choose to rescue him?
Helping people is not just based on a momentary impulse of kindness, but you must also consider the possible consequences of helping this person. Otherwise, your kindness at this moment may push you to eternal destruction.
Only then did Zhao Xuanluo truly believe that the poison on her body was cured by Xiao Zifeng.
