Normally, Liang Lan got up early to cultivate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I had a good dream last night, and it wasn't until the third pole of the day that Liang Lan finally woke up, I only felt that this dream was very real, but I shook my head, it may be that the koi fish during the day aroused expectations, and I saw a lot of the legendary story of the dragon girl in the previous life, and I thought about it day and night.

Sitting up and seeing the things on the bed, Liang Lan suddenly felt like an electric shock.

Scroll: Taishang Forgetful Sword!

Ginseng heart!

These two things turned out to be impressive, the little girl picking lotus, it turned out to really exist, Liang Lan's heart was full of joy. If Zhu Yingtai, a peerless woman with both talent and beauty, is his inner sustenance in this life, then the little girl Cai He met last night made him really look forward to it.

Unfortunately, she is still just a small carp.

Thinking of what Cai He said yesterday, I was a little worried, little carp, you have to work hard to defeat that hateful dragon turtle.

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After getting up and washing, Liang Lan calmed down and began to practice every day.

It's really a shame to say that Caihe is so young, he is already in the Yin God Realm, and he is a foundation building realm of five scum. If he is stronger, such as as as being as powerful as Master, then he can help Caihe defeat that dragon turtle. But now I can only say that I have some self-preservation power in the world.

You have to increase your strength, this world is still very sinister, and there are still many people to protect.

Liang Lan looked at the "Taishang Forgetful Sword Duel" in front of him and the ginseng fruit that was said to be able to temper the body, and made up her mind in her heart.

First of all, starting from refining the body, the ginseng heart fruit is no more than the size of a fist, and it looks red and crystal clear all over. Since Cai He didn't say it, it should be okay to chew and swallow it directly like gnawing on an apple, Liang Lan washed it and bit it hard, but he didn't expect it to be very delicious, the flesh was crisp and sweet, and the aftertaste was endless. After eating, Liang Lanyou was not satisfied, and the desire to have another one rose hot in her heart.

He had just finished eating less than half a cup of tea when there was a rumbling in his stomach, as if a large pot of water was boiling inside.

Liang Lan's face changed, and he quickly rushed into the pit, hurriedly unbuttoned his trouser belt, and had not completely squatted down, as if the floodgates were opened, and the filth roared out, and then a strange and unpleasant smell spread......

"I can't stand it!"

Not long after, the pale-faced Liang Daxiu pinched his nose and escaped from the pit in a hurry with his pants. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise his indecent behavior would have been criticized.

In addition, he was covered in stinky sweat, sticky, and very uncomfortable sticking to his clothes, but his mood was flying.

Sewage and descaling - to put it simply, after squatting in the toilet and sweating, Liang Lan immediately felt that his body had undergone a mysterious change, as if he had been reborn, full of vitality, and his spirit was more like a mirror that had been dusty for a long time, which was wiped clean in an instant, glowing with unprecedented clarity and refreshment.

Re-enter the meditation, meditate, and open the scroll to begin the practice of the Taishang Forgetfulness Sword.

These were extremely exhausting, and he was already exhausted after less than two hours of cultivation in the past, but now all morning, Liang Lan's energy and energy were getting better and better, full and vigorous, as if he would never get tired.

It is conceivable that this will greatly speed up his cultivation progress.

Unconsciously, Liang Lan has changed from a thin scholar who has no power to become a powerful "strong man" - the body of a scholar, the body of a martial artist, it is unbelievable to say.

The Great Qi Dynasty immediately established the country, although the emphasis was on literature and suppressing the military, now five hundred years have passed, and there are still many martial arts halls. It is said that those martial arts masters are divided into one, two, and three grades, and it is rumored that the third-grade grandmasters are as powerful as oxen, and they can cultivate internal strength, and they can break the thick tree with a thick bowl between their fists and feet. As for the second-grade grandmaster, he can already be vigorous, and he even hurts people at will.

Originally, Liang Lan thought it was just an exaggeration by word of mouth, but now, when he tried to hit with all his strength, the big tree with the thickness of the bowl mouth collapsed.

This kind of strength is already comparable to that of a martial arts master.

Although one is martial arts and the other is cultivation, it is like the difference between diesel and gasoline, which cannot be said to be the same at all. can reach the realm that others can only achieve with half a lifetime of hard work in ten days, and Liang Lan is inevitably a little proud in her heart.

Looking at those martial artists, carrying swords and swords, swaggering through the market is very magnificent, Liang Lan in the past was also very envious, but his body is weak, and the saber is not beautiful.

Now that his body is strong, and his cultivation also happens to be "Taishang Forgetful Sword", it is better to buy a sword!

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Liang Lan locked the door and walked through a few sparsely populated streets to a blacksmith shop near the downtown area, where everything was complete and the prices were reasonable.

After looking, Liang Lan finally walked into a shop called 'Tai Ding Xuan', which is relatively large, with a total of three rooms, one is a workshop for craftsmen to make and repair ironware, although it is early spring, but the stove in the workshop is burning, and the craftsmen do not feel cold at all on a cold day. The other two rooms are exhibition halls, with daily necessities such as agricultural tools and kitchen utensils, as well as a special space for weapons.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, hammers, hammers, hammers, sticks, lances, clubs, crutches, meteor hammers......

Eighteen kinds of martial arts are complete, but there are only a few unpopular weapons, which are used as scenes. Swords, guns and sticks, as the main sales force, are placed in the most conspicuous place at the entrance.

The guys in the store saw that Liang Lan had an extraordinary bearing, so they naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to receive him.

From a few pennies to a dozen wen, and finally dozens of wen, or even a few taels of silver, Liang Lan held the sword in his hand one by one and tried it, and finally put it down not very satisfied. Either they think it's too light, or they think it's too heavy, and they either dislike the sword being too blunt, or they dislike the blade being too sharp.

The accompanying shop guy went from enthusiasm to complaining, and he cried bitterly in his heart: "This son, is he really here to buy a sword, won't he be here to play with me?" ”

Liang Lan turned around for a long time, and when she saw that she had gained nothing, she was about to pull out her legs.

At this time, a Taoist priest suddenly walked in wearing a Taoist robe with messy gray hair, his eyes were bloodshot, but the circles under his eyes were black, obviously caused by the indulgence of the all-night long.

The shopkeeper's surname Wang can independently support this 'Taiding Xuan' with extraordinary natural eyesight, and he recognizes this Taoist master as Qingmingzi, the master of the Chengnan Immortal Temple.

This person is unlearned, but he prefers gambling and is obsessed with women. More than ten years ago, when the Qingping Taoist was still there, the concept of immortality was also regarded as a famous Taoist holy place in Qingshui, and there were nearly 100 disciples in its heyday.

"Shopkeeper, how much is my sword worth?" Qingmingzi slapped his saber on the counter and asked in a dumb voice.

The shopkeeper Wang guessed in his heart that this Qingming son gambled all night and wanted to mortgage the sword to repay the gambling debt.

This weapon of the Immortal View has always been well-known, and he is also quite interested, picking up the sword with both hands and looking it up and down.

Sure enough, it's a good sword!