Fang Zhong was in a dilemma, and in Mo Yan's eyes, he was only worried about the lack of the sword he carried with him.

Mo Yan said: "If Brother Fang feels that it is very inconvenient to have no sword, he will ask others to send one, but the hall does not use swords, even if there is, it is also an ordinary thing used by some subordinates to defend themselves. ”

Fang Zhongdao: "I don't have much requirements for the sword, but if it can be used, it is a wooden sword, which can also hurt people." ”

Mo Lan on the side felt that Fang Zhong was too boastful, he had fought with him, and he was not necessarily powerful, although his impression of him had changed recently, he didn't believe that he could kill the enemy with a wooden sword. Mo Lan sneered: "Since Brother Fang doesn't have a sword, why don't I give you a few, I don't have a magic weapon, this bamboo knife and wooden sword can still be scraped together." He beckoned to a disciple of the Yueyue Hall beside him and said, "You go to the firewood room and move a few bundles of unused bamboo fences, I want to use them." The man bowed and went. Mo Lan said: "Brother Fang, you came to report the news with kindness, and I am very grateful for my brother, but now that the strong enemy is looking around, if you feel that you are powerless, you should run for your life earlier, and I won't blame you." "Mo Lan really has the intention to let Fang Zhong leave, don't wade into this troubled water, but he is used to being arrogant, and saying something will inevitably hurt people. Mo Yan was dissatisfied with his brother's attitude and complained a few words in a low voice, but fortunately Fang Zhong didn't take it to heart.

The disciple of the Yueyue Hall, who had been ordered to move the bamboo fence, soon arrived with a bundle of long pieces of bamboo that were all split, Mo Lan pointed to those bamboo pieces and said, "Brother Fang, let's take a look at it, this is stronger than a wooden sword, and it is really not difficult to poke a hole in the butt after sharpening it." "The bamboo strips used to make the fence were straightened, three fingers wide and four or five feet long, and held in the hand like a sword. Mo Lan said: "Although it is rough, it can be modified with a bamboo knife. Brother Fang, my brother and sister have to meet the enemy at the Moon Altar, I really don't want you to be damaged, everything can only rely on your own efforts, you have to avoid evil and live a few more years. With that, he pulled Mo Yan into the Moon Altar.

In the Moon Altar is the stone pool, the front invites the gate of the Moon Hall, the master of the Mo Hall is still as the last time against the enemy Flying Tiger Guard, holding the piano and sitting behind the stone pool, but behind it is lined up in turn, even the big man who is holding a bronze bell that has been split off a wrist is also among them, flute, flute, sheng, zheng, qin, drum, se, bell sit according to the direction, among the eight music, with bells and drums in the front, each interval a group of bells and drums, then sit a dozen or so people in the remaining six music, arranged in turn, hundreds of people form a total of five like plum blossom formation.

Mo Lan is the head of Xiao Le, second only to Wuyin, and ranks at the forefront of the formation. Mo Yan was young, and she sat in the formation with Yaoqin in a proper manner, and her position was beside the big man holding copper, and when she saw that the big man still wanted to come to the formation with a broken arm, she said with concern: "Brother Tong, isn't your injury in the way?" The big man with the broken arm smiled at Mo Yan, shook his head and said, "What is this little injury, even if I don't have my hands, I can also keep Miss at ease." So he said that, but his face was pale, as if he had been seriously ill, and the huge bronze bell he usually used had been lost last time, and the clock in front of him was obviously a size smaller. It is very difficult for a one-handed person to dance such a huge bronze bell flexibly.

The people of the Yuetang Hall all went to the stone pool of the Moon Altar, leaving Fang Zhong alone outside the altar, and the pile of bamboo pieces in front of him was picked up by him left and right, and seven or eight bamboo tendons were screened out, and the bamboo pieces without scabs were cut with bamboo knives, and became seven or eight bamboo swords, and the appearance of the bamboo sword was similar to the wooden sword used in the past. Fang Zhong picked one in his hand, and it was easy to swing it twice, but it was definitely not enough to use it against others, his own rune paper was limited, if he couldn't defeat people after a few moves, he would be defeated, was there any way to hold on to each other for a long time? After thinking about it, it suddenly occurred to Lai Pi Zhang to teach him the method of opening the sword and the technique of gathering qi, if he condensed the talisman and introduced it into the sword body, he urged the true qi by himself, and hit the talisman with sword qi, wouldn't it be much faster than casting the talisman with one hand!

The more Fang Zhong thought about it, the more excited he became, there were many bamboo swords in front of him, just to give them a try! This lightning spell is something that I have learned a long time ago, and I can use the Five Thunder Righteous Method, but I can't get together so many runes for a while, if I count the swords and cast them together, I don't know what it will be? Star Thunder Thousand Cracks and Thunder Wanjun This kind of spell is not good with only runes, and it can't be played at all without the support of strong true qi, so Pu Xuankong has runes, but he can only perform some small techniques of setting fire to the ground and suppressing corpse stand-ins, and it is okay to escape, and it seems child's play to hurt people. Fang Zhong inadvertently thought of a brilliant idea, and with great interest, he took all the seven or eight bamboo swords, sat down in a remote place, condensed the qi with one hand, put the spell in his palm, slowly approached a bamboo sword, and poured the qi in his palm into the body of the bamboo sword with the method of guidance.

This method of opening the sword vein was only used by Lai Pi Zhang, Fang Zhong had never tried it, this time he tried it a little, and he actually achieved it overnight, and easily poured the thunder spell transformed by this true qi into the sword body! Fang Zhong was overjoyed, although he had consumed a lot of True Qi, he felt that it was very worthwhile, didn't this bamboo sword become his own unique talisman sword! Others practice swords, just opening the pulse and practicing qi takes countless efforts, and in a blink of an eye, I have a sword that can do whatever I want, can it not be exciting! Fang Zhong took this sword and danced, his heart was at will, the bamboo sword was extremely light, he flew out of his hand, and flew into the air with a swish, and as soon as the qi in his mind was collected, the bamboo sword infused with charms turned around and flew back.

Fang Zhong was surprised and finally knew that the so-called sword art was to practice the sword until a certain time, the swordsmen were interconnected, and the breath was connected, and they could fly around as they wanted. In fact, with Fang Zhong's Xuanmen cultivation, and then take a sword that has opened the sword vein with his own hands, it is not difficult for the sword, but he relies on the two techniques of land and thunder to study it deeply, so he will not be able to. Fortunately, it has not been very conspicuous, but there is a lot less suspicion on Kunlun Mountain.

Fang Zhong was full of ambition, he only felt that this bamboo sword was really well-informed, and he refused to let go of the few bamboo swords that he had dropped, and he opened the sword veins one by one! Only one bamboo sword was broken and damaged when it passed through the sword vein. Fang Zhong only said that this was because the method he used was not pure, and he didn't care, and inserted the remaining six bamboo swords into his waist. This drum trick had already taken a lot of effort, and Fang Zhong was tired and sweating profusely, and only then did he know how to calm down and rest for a while.

In fact, the bamboo is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, although it can be used but it cannot be deeply cultivated, just because the sword quality is too poor, it can't be cultivated at all, if it is just to bluff people with this, it is indeed very effective!

Fang Zhong was complacent, but he could hear the sound of drums and the sound of the piano at the Moon Temple, and the noise went straight to the ear drums.

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