Time flies, in the blink of an eye, thirteen years. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Now Hu Xuewu is a teenager, dressed up, from a distance, this is a rich boy. Although the aura of the fields in this world is thin, in Hu Xuewu's experience of practicing martial arts for several lifetimes, he has continued to try, but he has also found a relatively fast shortcut. That is to run the practice route in the God of War catalog, and embark on the path of ancient training to carry blood and qi.

Don't look at Hu Xuewu who looks lean now, if you take off a pair, you can see the trace of compact muscles. Lifting a boulder of four or five hundred pounds is like playing. Even the well-informed grandfather praised him for his natural divine powers. Since he was six years old, he has been teaching him family martial arts, but the name of this martial arts is unclear to Hu Xuewu.

Grandpa took out this parchment book that was so crumpled that it couldn't be wrinkled anymore, with five big characters written on it, "Five Tiger Broken Door Knife". It is said that this is passed down by the grandfather's grandfather, and it is said that the ancestor is the chief disciple of the outer gate of the ancestor of the Peng family. What I learned was the most authentic knife technique of the year, and our big knife village established a great reputation with this knife method. This cautious look was stunned by Hu Xuewu.

For this "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife", I believe that anyone who likes to read novels should know that this is known as a thousand-year-old dragon trick. Those who study this exercise are not very important, at most they are second- or third-rate in the rivers and lakes. What's even more deplorable is this knife technique, which Hu Xuewu also learned in the most modern times. Although it is a routine that has been streamlined by later generations, he can also say that the moves in this knife technique can also be said to be seven, seven, eight or eight.

However, Hu Xuewu still underestimated the wisdom of the ancients, and the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife of the original ancient book was very domineering. Killing and killing in a move, but it made He Xuewu a little dumbfounded. Is this still the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife that I am familiar with? He Xuewu laughed at himself in disbelief.

So, he devoted himself to following his grandfather to practice the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife. Hu Xuewu, who was a man in the third life, had his own opinions on knife techniques, and the knife was a tool for killing. The most powerful knife technique in the world, that is, the knife technique of killing.

The current Hu Xuewu, relying on the thin heaven and earth vitality of this world, has cultivated to the late second-rate stage at the age of thirteen. Compared to the previous realm in the Great Sui, it is far from the realm, but even so, with his own combat skills and the accumulation of experience in several lifetimes. Ordinary first-class martial artists are not in his eyes, if he really fights for his life, he believes that all the masters of the acquired realm, he has the power to fight.

But now that he is in the acquired realm, he must have a good knife that he can handle. After all, in this competition of acquired martial artists, having a weapon and not having a weapon are completely different things. After all, the weapons with his hands are stronger than those with his bare hands, so Hu Xuewu stayed in the blacksmith room in the cottage for a long time. Their cottage is called Dadaozhai, of course, there are a lot of daily wear and tear of Dadao, in order to be self-sufficient, there are naturally craftsmen to build.

And the current blacksmith is Hu Xuewu's cousin, one-eyed Hu Biao.

This master was also unruly when he was young, and when he was sixteen years old, he carried his family behind his back, but he ran out to break into the rivers and lakes with one person and one knife. It wasn't until he was twenty-six years old that he returned to the cottage alone, and he didn't go anywhere, but he liked to stay in the iron-making room to make iron. Everyone speculated that he was probably stimulated by something outside, and he was made an alternative in the cottage with his father with this strange appearance. When he was very young, his father was seriously injured and died in a mountain villa shopping battle. Since he was a child, Hu Xuewu's grandfather single-handedly brought it up, so he loves Hu Xuewu, a little nephew, very much.

"What's the matter, Xiaoquan, are you going to build a big knife again?" Hu Biao said with the look I had guessed.

"It's still my second uncle who understands me, unlike my father who always forced me to learn some poetry and songs, and he didn't understand my mind at all." Hu Xuewu was a sycophant, but Hu Biao was also happy.

If you want to say that in this cottage except for his parents, who has the best relationship with Hu Xuewu, of course, is this second uncle who strikes iron.

still remembers the first time Hu Xuewu secretly came to this iron house alone, Hu Xuewu was only six years old. He came secretly at night to make himself a good knife at hand. As a result, the sound of the soldiers' ping-pong iron struck the second uncle, who had been staying in the iron room all day long, and he was stunned to watch Hu Xuewu skillfully smelt the pieces of pig iron into the furnace and finally build it. In the end, he also knew how to quench the blade, and in less than two and a half hours, a machete was quietly formed.

I still remember that Hu Xuewu poured the lard secretly taken out of the kitchen into the bucket, put the originally formed blade into the furnace again, and brought it to the second burning until the blade turned red, but Hu Xuewu put the blade into the bucket filled with lard without hesitation. The sound of the lard was completely different from the reaction of the water, and when the blade was completely cooled in the lard, as Hu Xuewu pulled the blade out of the barrel, it was as dazzling as a clear spring.

"Good knives." Seeing this scene, as a full-time blacksmith, Hu Biao couldn't help but make a sound from the secret.

"Who?" Hu Xuewu was not shocked when he encountered the situation, but he held the blade tightly in his hand, looking vigilant.

"Haha, don't be afraid, it's your second uncle and me. Little rabbit cub, I don't sleep at night, and I came here to wake up your second uncle and me. I'll look at it! Leave the blade in your hand as compensation, and you go! Hu Biao said with a sleepy look.

"What, I want to empty the gloves white wolf. Did you do this second uncle? If you're a nephew, I'm a fool, and I'll build a night with this blade. It's not okay to give it to you for nothing, at least in exchange, you have to agree to let me use the iron house unconditionally, and don't tell anyone that I've been here. Hu Xuewu saw that his second uncle had taken a fancy to the blade in his hand, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground and negotiate with him.

"Little ghost, it turned out that I wanted to negotiate terms with your second uncle and me. Anyway, I won't charge you for the time being, but every time you come to borrow my blacksmith in the future, you have to build one for me as a rental for borrowing expenses. Hu Biao said it magnificently, with a kind appearance that I am your second uncle and will not take things for nothing.

"Really? Second uncle, I don't read much, don't lie to me? Hu Xuewu rolled his eyes and said angrily.