Two days later, Lin Xiaolu received a small silver bracelet, which was the storage device Li Mingru asked a talented person to make for him.
Lin Xiaolu was naturally very happy to receive the bracelet. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had always been envious of other monks who had the ring. Even Chen Nianyun had it, but he had no spiritual power in his body, so it was hard to give him the ring. It doesn't work, but this bracelet is different.
This mithril bracelet does not require spiritual power to be used. It and the Dageng Bronze are under a complex connection spell. It can only store the Dageng Bronze alone and cannot hold the others, but it is not bad. Now Lin Xiao Lu only needs to open the Mithril buckle on the bracelet to manually open the spirit stone inside, and then pull out the four-meter-long Dageng bronze vessel from the independent Mithril space. Looking from a distance, it looks like a A hand inserted into an alien space out of thin air, and then slowly pulled out a big knife from nothing in the air. It was very handsome.
After giving the mithril bracelet to his disciple, Li Mingru took Xiao Yu'er into retreat. The location of the retreat was in the cave behind the cliff waterfall of Zhaixing Peak.
Before leaving, Li Mingru specially told him to listen to Senior Sister Miaoxin, stop being naughty and concentrate on practicing martial arts.
At this point, only the young Lin Xiaolu and Senior Sister Miaoxin were left in the entire Star Picking Peak.
His life hasn't changed much. He exercises step by step every day, and everything seems to be the same as before. The only thing that makes him more depressed is that he seems to have finished practicing.
Because his body's various functions are far beyond those of ordinary people, he learns martial arts very quickly. He can master many complex techniques after almost seeing them once. After his sister went into seclusion with his master, he learned martial arts very quickly in less than a month. He practiced qigong, Bajiquan, Taijiquan, flying knife, mandarin duck step, and Jin Yiwei Eight Swords, all to great success.
Then...his strength stopped here and stopped moving forward.
Perhaps as Li Mingru said, he has basically reached the end of his martial arts journey.
This feeling made Lin Xiaolu feel very panicked, fearing that he would be able to stay at this stage in the future and then grow up slowly. When he was thirty or forty years old, his physical fitness would decline, he would gradually become weaker, and he would eventually die helplessly.
This kind of martial arts career that ends at a glance is simply torture for people like him.
At noon, in the dining hall, a thirteen-year-old boy was eating hot pot melancholy. He looked at the hot red oil soup mixed with pepper and ginger slices in the hot pot, rolled with tender mutton and tripe, his eyes blank.
"Senior Brother Xiaolin, beef meatballs."
Hou San'er came in with a bowl of beef balls and put it on the table for him with a smile. Then he saw Lin Xiaolu's crying face.
Hou San'er was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that this little guy was unhappy, and asked curiously: "What's wrong, Brother Xiao Lin? Is the hot pot not delicious?"
Lin Xiaolu pouted and shook his head, muttering: "It's so boring for me to eat alone, and my martial arts can't be improved."
After hearing this, Hou San'er sat next to him and comforted him with concern: "Senior Sister Xiaoyu came out after two or three years. This is a normal thing in the world of immortality. For example, that senior brother has not come out of seclusion until now. Another example is our leader, who has practiced in seclusion for more than two hundred years almost all the time, and everyone is like this."
"But I'm not." Lin Xiaolu complained to Hou San'er: "Yesterday I wanted to go play with Xiaodan and the others, but they were all practicing and were locked up by the elders of each lineage and couldn't get out. Even the Rakshasa ghosts couldn't get out. I’m so bored when I don’t come out.”
Hou San'er scratched his head after hearing this. He didn't have any good ideas for a while. As for cultivation, everyone is basically like this. After getting on the right track of cultivation, few people will do nothing like Li Mingru all day long. Almost everyone Everyone is racing against time to work hard for the great road, but Lin Xiaolu can't do it. He has reached the end of conventional martial arts.
For other people's cultivation, aside from small goals such as becoming stronger and revitalizing the sect, the ultimate goal is immortality, but Lin Xiaolu is different. He is destined not to live forever.
In the side room, the young man glumly picked up a mutton roll with chopsticks, dipped it in the seasoning, stuffed it into his mouth, and said with bulging cheeks: "Hou San'er, do you think there are any other ways for me to become stronger?"
"this……"
Hou San'er looked embarrassed. How could he, an outer disciple, know something that even Elder Li didn't know?
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little quiet for a while. After a long time, Lin Xiaolu lamented: "It's so lonely. It would be great if Li Yaoxi's mountain cannon came out to practice swordsmanship with him. Hey~"
Hou San'er couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He had seen the Da Geng bronze weapon owned by Senior Brother Xiao Lin. After Senior Brother Xiao Lin got the giant blade, he couldn't wait to show it off in front of himself and other outer disciples.
The Dageng bronzes were really scary to look at. He still remembered the scene of Lin Xiaolu performing a whole set of sword skills in the courtyard of the dining hall, causing the ground to sink.
"Senior Brother Xiaolin."
Hou San'er said hesitantly: "If you still want to continue pursuing martial arts, I actually think you can leave the sect and travel around."
"ah?"
Lin Xiaolu glanced at Hou San'er in surprise, a little surprised by Hou San'er's suggestion.
"When you came back from Dai Viet, you learned Tai Chi, Cun Jin and Beng Jin, and then created your own two-level dark strength. So I think you can travel to China, learn all the martial arts in the world, and combine the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought. Yu Yishen, this may also improve your martial arts realm."
When Lin Xiaolu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up!
Yes, you can learn other martial arts by yourself!
Although a person's energy is limited, and it is best for a martial artist to specialize in only one martial art, his own understanding and physical strength have reached an incredible level, and it is definitely not possible to reason with ordinary people.
When I created the second level of dark energy, didn't my combat effectiveness increase a lot? He knocked out the head of the Bai family with one punch.
Then you can indeed learn other martial arts, and then combine the strengths of hundreds of schools to make new innovations.
At the dinner table, Hou San'er continued to express his opinions and said to the young man:
"Anyway, Elder Li and Senior Sister Xiao Yuer will be in seclusion for a few years, and your body has reached its so-called extreme. It is better to travel and seek breakthroughs."
After saying that, Hou San'er knew he had made a mistake and smiled and said: "Senior Brother Xiaolin, this is just my personal opinion. In fact, you can ask Senior Sister Miaoxin or the leader. After all, I am an outsider in this matter. The disciples don’t quite understand either.”
"No, no, no, Hou San'er, what you said makes sense." Lin Xiaolu, who had just woken up from a dream, looked excited and held Hou San'er's hand:
"You're right. It's hard for me to improve my training anyway. It's better to go out and travel and learn other martial arts."
After saying that, he laughed and patted Hou San'er on the shoulder: "Don't always look down on yourself. Although the master and senior sister Miaoxin are higher than you in cultivation, they don't understand martial arts either. They are all similar to you. Everyone is unique. The world is so big that there cannot be another you."
Hou San'er's mind changed after hearing this. Looking at Lin Xiaolu's clean young face, his eyes became even more enthusiastic.
Yes, everyone is unique.
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt happy, and suddenly felt that the depression in the past few days was much less.
It's great to go down the mountain. You can meet new people, have fun, and improve your experience and knowledge. It's so cool.
Hou San'er looked at the excited young man and smiled bitterly, and advised: "Brother Xiao Lin, this matter needs to be discussed in the long term. After all, you are still too young. It is not safe to go down the mountain alone. Elder Li is in seclusion. You must ask for advice first." Senior Sister Xin, go ask the leader again."
However, the excited Lin Xiaolu couldn't listen to it at all. With his young mind, he couldn't wait to set off now, so he smiled boldly:
"After I finished eating, I went to tell my senior sister and head sister that I want to go down the mountain and I want to go to Xunwu!"
