Chapter 946: Tears are cold on the skin

Speaking of which, the famous Murazheng demon knife was still given by Xu Qing, I remember that when he got this sharp weapon and a bullshit knife book in Kumenling, Myanmar, he came to borrow flowers and offer Buddha, and gave it to Tang Dashao, who loves sharp weapons, so as not to drool over his Longyuan sword.

The Muramasa Demon Knife is one of the three major artifacts of the island country, and no one would have thought that this famous divine knife would actually fall into the hands of a Chinese gentleman.

Tang Guobin just got the village knife when he knew that he was low-key, at most he put it at home to play with himself, this demon knife cut gold and jade and cut off hair, so that Tang Dashao had a lot of fun, and he was blind and happy every day, Tang Qingsheng didn't care too much when he saw it, and he was secretly glad that his son got a real treasure, from a businessman's point of view, this demon knife is worth a fortune.

With the passage of time, the freshness passed, Tang Dashao was no longer satisfied with cutting things with the village knife, he began to pursue something of a higher level, that is, a variety of methods of using knives, he was obsessed with studying the knife book every day, and even offered a reward to find a folk knife master to solve the puzzle, this trouble went down to spend money second, the most important thing is that his obsession with knife skills has reached a point that ordinary people can not imagine, forgetting to sleep and eating, like crazy.

As the old saying goes, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and there is nothing difficult in the world but people who are afraid of them, these words are not empty theories without a target, on the contrary, these words are the experience of countless summarizations of predecessors.

Tang Da Shao was thirsty for talent and threw thousands of dollars, and finally he attracted a real knife master, or a Goryeo stick, the name is Jin Chengyin, Tang Qingsheng still remembers his magical knife skills, three pieces of goose feathers falling from the five-story building, broken into six at the moment before landing, no one saw how Jin Chengyin came out of the knife, only saw his right palm on the handle of the waist.

This is Jin Chengyin's shocking appearance, and he also opened a price code, if you want to learn swordsmanship, it will take 50 million Huaxia coins and three years, and you also need a treasure knife to practice this sword, you don't need any internal strength qualifications, as long as you get rid of distracting thoughts and practice hard.

This kind of master naturally made Tang Dashao's heart broken, and he took out the village demon knife on the spot to offer treasure, Jin Chengyin saw the satisfaction of this legendary magic knife, and immediately slapped the board to teach the knife technique, 50 million oceans into the stick pocket, Tang Dashao also took out the knife flow knife spectrum and gave it to the master for reference, but he didn't expect Jin Chengyin to realize a set of knife skills from the knife spectrum, and cut the knife technique.

Jin Chengyin was still righteous, and at that time he refunded half of the 50 million tuition fees that had not been covered with heat, Tang Guobin took him to Longhu Villa, which had just been acquired, and used this feng shui treasure land with mountains and rivers as a practice ground, and it only took half a month for sword skills to improve by leaps and bounds, but people became colder and colder.

As time went by, Tang Guobin began to let people send batches of live animals into the villa, at first some chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and later even live monkeys, orangutans and other primates were also transported into the villa in batches, Tang Qingsheng, who learned about this, felt that something was wrong, but he didn't care too much, in his opinion, it was not a big sin for people who practice martial arts to eat some monkey brains or something to replenish their bodies.

A few days ago, Tang Qingsheng went to Longhu Villa to visit his son, and found that the pine and cypress on the side of the road in the past were cut to only a stump, and the nostrils were filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell, as if it was the smell of carnivorous □□, and then he was completely stunned when he saw everything, in a rockery pool in the south of the villa, he saw a pool of fishy blood, and the remains of several black orangutans, and the fat stomach and intestines floating in the blood water were particularly dazzling, even the business tycoon who was used to seeing big scenes also felt that the pores of his body were empty and he felt chills.

Using living creatures to practice knives, this method Tang Qingsheng has never heard of, no wonder Tang Guobin will ask people to send a large number of living creatures every once in a while during this time, he made up his mind at that time, no matter what, he must not let his son continue to practice this evil knife technique.

According to Tang Qingsheng, the current Tang Guobin's whole person is like a piece of cold ice that ignores everything, and there is a cold murderous aura all over his body, the village demon knife is always hanging on his waist, and his gestures reveal a kind of momentum that is not close to anyone, and even the conversation between father and son is only a few words, but when a person's name is mentioned, Tang Guobin's indifferent eyes will flash a glimmer of light.

This person's name is Xu Qing, only when his name is mentioned, Tang Dashao's eyes will reveal emotion and struggle, so Tang Qingsheng will regard him as the only hope that can save his son, and the bell needs to be tied to the bell, the village demon knife was given by Xu Qing, and now the only way to make Tang Dashao lose his way may be to destroy this demon knife, and the stick knife man Jin Chengyin.

Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh after hearing this change, and sighed: "Alas! It seems that I am still too selfish, I have always ignored the feelings of my eldest brother, knowing that he is a martial arts idiot, I always think that it is good to try my best to help if there is something, I don't care too much about his inner thoughts, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish! ”

Tang Qingsheng smiled bitterly and said: "Guobin has admired a strong man like Wang Lao since he was a child, but unfortunately his talent in martial arts is not enough, and he has never been able to worship Wang Lao's disciples......

The old and the young are blaming themselves, they all underestimated the unyielding and persistent in Tang Guobin's heart, so that they fell into such a field today, and now whether they can pull Tang Guobin out of the intoxication of the evil knife technique has become the biggest headache for the two.

The sword drawing technique of slashing love, just hearing the name makes people shudder. Xu Qing is still not sure what kind of swordsmanship Tang Dashao is practicing, is it possible to make him give up what he dreams of? If, according to what Tang Qingsheng said, they are already using living creatures to practice knives, maybe they will use living people to practice knives one day, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of practicing knives with a living person, Xu Qing couldn't help but shudder, feeling a furry in his heart, if he really got to that point, I am afraid that the people of Huaxia Martial Soul will not let Tang Guobin go, how should he deal with himself? No, this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen, no matter what method is used, Tang Dashao must be stopped from continuing to practice, damn the stick, sooner or later he will pull out a mouthful of big teeth.

The idea was set, Xu Qing raised the wine bottle in his hand and put it directly to his mouth and poured it, a bottle of white grass was drunk by him in a blink of an eye, and drank the last drop of residual wine, he put the empty bottle in his hand on the floor, stood up and said: "Godfather, don't worry, I will definitely let Brother Tang break off the idea of practicing swords, it's a big deal to help him become a real ancient martial artist, and he will do what he says." ”

"Thank you, good son." Tang Qingsheng nodded excitedly, and two tears of joy burst out of his eyes, and landed on Xu Qing's wrist impartially, and the cool silk penetrated into his skin.