Chapter 18: The Ghost Hand King

Wu Laosan put away the spirit stone, he was in a good mood, more than half a year, and finally sold it, although it was not as much as he wanted, but it was still quite considerable, he was in a good mood, and he chatted with Cheng Siqi for two hours before leaving stupidly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Through this night, Cheng Siqi's understanding of Xiyang City is relatively thorough. Without resting, sending Wu Laosan away, Cheng Siqi closed the door of the cave, sat cross-legged, took out the jade slip, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood dripped on the jade slip, only to see that after the jade slip saw the blood, it was slowly absorbed, and after a while, the blood on the jade slip disappeared, Cheng Siqi's consciousness poured out towards the jade slip, as soon as he touched the jade slip, he rushed to his head with a touch of exhaustion, and then, Cheng Siqi's mind had an extra piece of information.

No shadow change, the intermediate body method of the ground product, is divided into five layers, each of which needs to open up 18 specific meridians, corresponding to the ten shadow changes, the hundred shadow changes, the thousand shadow changes, the ten thousand shadow changes, and the highest one-weight body method without shadow changes, cultivated to the extreme, can produce a shadowless and fleeting effect.

"I'll go, I'm surprised!" Cheng Siqi almost jumped up with joy, the ground-level intermediate body technique, the martial arts he is using now are still yellow-level primary, unintentionally kind, but he picked up a big bargain, and this set of martial arts is simply tailor-made for him, he has been on the run for more than two years, he knows too well what this set of martial arts means to him, save his life at the critical moment, he did not hesitate, and with excitement, he directly began to cultivate.

For the meridian acupuncture points of the human body, Cheng Siqi was already familiar with it and couldn't be more familiar, so he immediately started to practice the gong according to the merit.

According to the formula, he mobilized the true qi in the dantian and began to think about the first meridian pulse.

"Ahh

The huge surprise just now was directly splashed down by a basin of cold water, but I didn't expect the ground-level exercises to be so difficult to cultivate. Continue, the stubborn character determines that Cheng Siqi will never give up!

Gritting his teeth and adjusting his posture, Cheng Siqi mobilized a small part of his true qi this time, and slowly rushed to this meridian in equal amounts.

"Uncle, it's so difficult! Is it learned by people?" Cheng Siqi fell on the bed, gasping in pain, and a trace of blood red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Slowly propping up, after only two attempts, this fragile meridian was completely impacted and broken, and even the main vein on the side was affected, and the left leg was directly paralyzed.

After adjusting his posture, he began to slowly adjust his state, pulling the true qi in the dantian to slowly circulate in his body, repairing the meridian little by little.

After a night, Cheng Siqi slowly repaired the main vein, but the true qi in his body was exhausted.

He took out a piece of dried meat, dried it out, solved the problem of fasting, he continued to cultivate, took a spirit stone in each hand, and began to recover, an hour later, the two spirit stones shattered into powder, and the true qi in his body also returned to a full state.

After thinking for a while, it is impossible to cultivate this exercise, it is precisely because the cultivation is too difficult that no one in Wu Laosan's ancestors will be able to learn successfully, then it just proves that this exercise is powerful, and he must succeed in cultivation, which will definitely be of great help to him.

Calm down, the mixed yuan decided to run for a week, and the state reached the best, Cheng Siqi found that after a night of tossing, the true qi in his body actually increased a little, and the cultivation of the third level of Wu Shuai was almost to the point of perfection.

Close your eyes and recuperate, reach the realm of no distractions, and begin to use your divine sense, mobilize a wisp of true qi from the dantian, and slowly swim towards the broken small meridian, this time there is no direct impact on the impulse, but when you reach the bifurcation of the main vein, you use your divine sense to continuously compact the wisp of true qi that is mobilized, until the thickness of a needle, it is slowly introduced into the small meridian.

"Ah------" With the introduction of true qi, suddenly the intense pain spread all over the body, and almost fell down again, Cheng Siqi gritted his teeth, beat his spirit, concentrated his sense, and controlled that wisp of true qi to slowly integrate into the small meridians, and repair the small meridians little by little.

With a cup of tea, Cheng Siqi's teeth were about to crush, and he was soaked in sweat, but he still persevered, until this wisp of true qi completely melted into the small meridians, he breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down directly on the stone bed, panting heavily.

After a short rest, Cheng Siqi used his divine sense to check the fruits of his labor just now, and he unexpectedly found that the disappearance of that wisp of true qi was exchanged for the repair of the entire small meridian a little bit, and he took the first step with the Long March, or it was more appropriate.

Helplessly smiled bitterly, he did not give up, but comforted himself in his heart, at least, he saw the hope of success, first repaired the entire meridian, thought of this, without saying a word, he sat up directly, and continued to guide the second wisp of true qi to start repairing.

The morning passed like this, a total of six weak repairs were completed, the true qi of the whole body was consumed, and I almost fainted in pain a few times in the middle, and later, I was almost numb, and the hard work paid off, and finally I persevered, looking at the little meridians that were successfully repaired, Cheng Siqi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After running for a week, the true qi in the body recovered a little, and Cheng Siqi dragged his tired body, changed his face a little, took the hat, and went down the back mountain.

Came directly to the door of the Ghost Hand Weapon King store, and actually opened the door, there was a long queue at the door, Cheng Siqi was very excited and joined the back of the team.

The team moved forward slowly, and at the same time, some people kept coming out of it, Cheng Siqi found that most of the people were depressed, but there were also a few who were elated, and it was estimated that the Ghost Hand Weapon King agreed to build weapons.

After lining up for about an hour, it was Cheng Siqi's turn, and I saw an old man with a beard sitting in the counter, the old man was unkempt, but the heavenly court was full, and his eyes were shining, and he glanced at Cheng Siqi, Cheng Siqi only felt trembling all over, feeling that his whole body had been seen through, and an invisible coercion was gone in an instant.

"What weapon do you want to build?" the old man said jokingly as he looked at Cheng Siqi.

"Oh, I want to ------" Cheng Siqi followed the old man's words, but he was a little confused for a moment, yes, just thinking about creating a weapon, but what kind of weapon he wanted to build, he really didn't think about it, according to the division of weapons in the Western Yuan Continent, above ordinary weapons, there are magic weapons, which can withstand the infusion of true qi and increase the power of weapons, but magic weapons are divided into primary, lower, middle, upper, and best, these information flashed in an instant, Cheng Siqi did not hesitate, and said directly, "I want a superb magic weapon, a big knife!"

"Hahahaha, boy, can you use it, a little martial artist, and the best magic weapon, have you ever thought about it, do you think that the best magic weapon is all over the street! Besides, do you know how much the best magic weapon is worth, even if you are a poor boy, you dare to open your mouth, get out, don't make fun of the old man!"

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter behind him, but more of them didn't dare to laugh, for fear of upsetting the old man of the ghost hand king.

He smiled a little awkwardly, bowed to the Ghost Hand Weapon King, said sorry, and turned to leave. Cheng Siqi did not return to the cave, but walked towards Xuantian Shang while pondering. If you can't build it, then you can only see if it is possible to buy a weapon from a trading house.

Walking into the Xuantian Commercial Bank, he directly found the blue-robed young man last time, and explained his intention, the blue-robed young man glanced at Cheng Siqi solemnly, "You follow me to the second floor, the weapons are on the second floor!"

Entering the second floor, there are obviously a lot fewer people, and this floor, all of them are weapons, there are no other things, swords, guns, swords, halberds, eighteen kinds of weapons, there should be. And it can be clearly seen that the weapons here are obviously different from ordinary weapons, the worst ones are all exhausted with a trace, and they are obviously magic weapons.

The blue-robed young man asked Cheng Siqi what he thought, and took Cheng Siqi directly to the big knife exhibition area, on the shelves, there were big knives, the worst quality is the first grade magic weapon, the best top grade, a first grade magic weapon big knife is 10 spirit stones, the lower grade is 50, the middle grade is 200, and the upper grade is 1000, of course, there are differences between the same grades, which is determined according to the material, and the difference is not very big.

Cheng Siqi regretted it a little, he had used more than two hundred spirit stones in his cultivation recently, and he directly lost a medium-grade magic weapon broadsword, which was too extravagant, and he secretly regretted it in his heart, it seems that he will have to save money in the future, and now he can only buy a medium-grade one.

Looking at the 4 medium-grade broadswords placed on the counter, I fell in love with the big knife about 2 feet long at a glance, the blade is about one foot seven, the blade is sharp, and it is exhausted to show a blood groove winding up along the blade, and the handle is carved with dragon patterns.

"That's it," he turned to the blue-robed young man and said, after speaking, he obviously found that a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed young man, if Cheng Siqi knew that he bought this big knife, this blue-robed young man could have a commission of 20 spirit stones, I don't know what to think.

The attitude of the blue-robed young man was obviously more respectful, "Master, please come with me!" After speaking, he picked up the big knife and turned around to bow.

Follow the blue-robed young man to the inside of the second floor, walk into a small private room, the blue-robed young man invited Cheng Siqi to take a seat, turned around and pressed a button at the door, and began to chat with Cheng Siqi, only then did I know that this blue-robed young man is called Randy, is a guy from this Xuantian firm, has been doing the work of welcoming guests on the first floor, after a while, the door remembered the knock, Randy turned around and opened the door, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who looked like a maid walked in with tea.

"Master, you use tea! Please wait a while, the shopkeeper will be here soon!" put the tea down in front of Cheng Siqi, and said while bowing to him.

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Randy, then turned and walked out.

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