The sword finger, also known as the sword trick, is as follows: the index finger and the middle finger are stretched together, the fingertips are naturally stilted in the direction of the back of the hand, the remaining three fingers are bent in the palm of the hand, and the three fingers and the palm of the hand are as round as possible. It is a gesture when casting a spell in Taoism, and it is also the finger shape that represents the sword in martial arts.

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"So, this place doesn't make sense!" Lu Lingchuan raised his index finger and poked at the design drawing fiercely.

"I don't care, you can't change my picture anyway!" Xiao Jiamin began to play scoundrels. I've never seen her like this in high school! Where did the mature, steady, and reasonable squad leader go back then!

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Liu Hanshi got up and opened the door, and by the way, he temporarily escaped from this annoying whirlpool of quarrels, but he was startled when he opened the door: Tu Shi stood outside the door with his whole body dirty, as if he had just unearthed a thousand-year-old cultural relic, and his body was full of stench that made people cover his nose.

"What are you doing?"

"Isn't this going to kill the Demon Thorn?" Tu Shi came in with a look of pride and threw out the collected "Demon Thorn Carapace" from the storage bag.

Demon Thorn Carapace: The carapace of the Demon Thorn is better than poison ivy, and it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to hurt it. It can be used in daily life occupations (raw materials for pharmaceuticals, blacksmithing, spirit refining, etc.).

Lu Lingchuan heard the sound (Xiao Jia shouted behind him, "You explain it to me clearly before leaving"), and at first glance, he saw the part of the cuirass that was as tattered as a sieve, and the name of this part also became "Damaged Demon Thorn Carapace", so he complained: "What are you doing, you can't even collect the most basic, what kind of combat profession do you play!" ”

Tu Shi rolled his eyes, powerless to refute.

Combat professionals collect monster materials, and life professionals use monster materials to make props, which is a natural division of labor mode in "Qiankun". The state of the material obtained from the prey is often related to the amount of damage the prey received before death, if the player slashes a lot of knives to kill a prey, then the prey will often have very little fur to use, but if the prey can be killed with a single shot in the eyeball, the prey can be completely peeled off. Therefore, players also have this consideration in advocating one-hit kills, and Yanzhou's romantic character Arrow Yifei is a good player, and it is rumored that his archery skills can penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, and every shot can hit fatal damage.

And although Tu Shi also hit a kill with one blow just now, he used too much force, destroying the breastplate of the demon thorn and destroying the "Cheng'en". He had no choice but to do it, but he didn't want to explain it, anyway, he did, and these life professionals didn't understand it.

His sword has gone and never returned, it is a sword that explodes at the moment of life and death, and it is a sword that is reckless. Even if you find that the sword blade is pointing at a human when you attack, you can't contain the sword momentum, so how can you consider whether the material is complete or not? Thankfully, it wasn't a human, but a thorn.

So Cheng En's sword stabbed diagonally upwards into the chest of the demon thorn, pierced through, and exploded - Tu Shi's long-accumulated true qi erupted like a burst of compressed gunpowder, instantly smashing the veins in the sword. The sword is like a grenade, the fragment of the sword is the fragment of the grenade, and the demon thorn that was detonated by the grenade in the body is almost blown off by the waist, even if the vitality is tenacious, it should completely lose its combat ability. Tu Shi thought for a long time, only this sword destruction blow could make him defeat the strong with the weak. Fortunately, it was the sword borrowed by the Moon Demon, and if it was his own sword, he was reluctant to destroy it. If [Qi Cultivation Mastery] is not upgraded to the intermediate level, it will not be able to meet the consumption required for this move at all.

However, the thorn is not dead.

It supported its upper body on its two forelimbs, screaming miserably as it approached Tu Shi, its mouthparts opening and a crimson, wet tube sticking out. This guy is different from other vitex and poison ivy, he is not a chewing mouthpiece, he can both chew and suck.

When the tube dangled above his face, Tu Shi was stunned.

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After returning from a long trip to the south......

"I'm teaching you something right now. Put your fingers together in the middle of the index. Okay, I'm done. ”

"Thank you, master—that's it! What the hell is this! ”

"Sword finger, have you heard of it?"

"Oh oh, a little impressed! Master, and then what? ”

"You might be able to use it when you're fighting people."

Damn, I need your sister! It's already full of shame when you put it out! Also, what can these two fingers do, the physical body is definitely not as good as the sword!

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Tu Shi was stunned for a short moment, and when he came to his senses, his fingers had already poked deeply into the mouth of the Demon Thorn, and together with the tube, he poked his head and exploded. Demon Jing finally died, and Tu Shi finally exhausted all his true qi, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly escaped from the dead corpse forest after a little tidying up. Although the blow of this sword destroying was fierce, it had to consume both a weapon and exhaust the true qi, and he could only wait to be killed after using it, which was not an ideal choice for Tu Shi. Of course, wealth and wealth are in danger, and the reward given by skipping the level of killing monsters is that he has risen to a full level and a half, and returned to level 20.

"Oh yes, there's still a few materials left, you go buy them." Lu Lingchuan handed over a list. Lan Mengmeng didn't fall behind and stuffed another list, and then blinked his star eyes.

Tu Shi took it casually: "Where to buy?" ”

"Kaiwufang."

Kaiwufang is a very famous workshop, the headquarters is in Xuzhou, but the branches are all over the country, even Yibeicheng also has. Tu Shi had been there once before, and knew that that the place purchased a large number of materials dropped by monsters could be regarded as an acquisition point, according to Lu Lingchuan, it turned out that there was still wholesale raw materials there? It's so convenient for life professionals.

Tu Shi came to Kaiwufang with a familiar car and found the person in charge.

The principal surnamed Song looked at the list: "There are others, but there is no iron." To tell you the truth, my nephew said he wanted a large amount of iron, and I saw that there was no need for such good steel here, so I took the initiative and sent it over. ”

"What's your nephew's name?"

"Song Yafeng."

Tu Shi always felt that he had heard this name somewhere. From his experience of chatting with NPCs, once an NPC repeatedly mentions a person or something, it means that the NPC has a close connection with that person or thing, simply put, it is a quest clue, as long as the player traces it carefully, it can lead to a quest chain.

But now the equipment is the most important, so let's stand aside for the mission!

"When will the next batch of steel arrive?" The imperial court controlled the production and transportation of steel, so the steel had a precise arrival time.

"It's the middle of next month."

When Tu Shi was about to blurt out a sentence of "damn egg", the person in charge said: "But you can go to the Nanfu City branch and ask, I remember that they have it." But you have to go early, or you might get bought. ”

Nanfu City, well, without further ado, I'll go tomorrow!

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One after another, the faces of dead people stained with blood are squeezing me, and I am squeezing your ground, building an impermeable wall, pressing on me step by step. These faces surrounded by flies opened their mouths wide and wailed and cursed, and blood spurted out of their seven orifices like a fountain, wetting my body. I had no way out, and I watched as a man's head broke away from the wall and pounced on me, clutching at my own flesh. They're so heavy, I can't take a step, there's no escape, I can only watch them eat me little by little—

"Ah!!h

Fang Feng opened his eyes, he had difficulty breathing, his mouth was dry, and it took a while to realize that he had a nightmare. He couldn't help but reach out and touch his heart, his heart beating fast. He subconsciously looked at the Overlord Daxian. The other party is still sitting between the heavy silk threads, as if he is still sleeping, but in fact it is a demon secret art, called [lichen], the user is deeply settled, the mind and nature are integrated, and the earth qi hides his existence. As long as the [Lichen] continues to activate, even if the Taoist priest who knows the [Wangqi Technique] walks above the poison ivy lair, he will definitely not be able to detect the Great Immortal.

Fang Feng let out a long breath, and his body suddenly relaxed.

He'd had this nightmare several times, since the day he started eating people. Every time he eats someone, he deliberately keeps the other party's face, because he wants to watch all the expressions of the other party change before he dies. It's funny, everyone's expressions change similarly, but not the same, so much so that he has an impression of the faces of most of the deceased, and these faces torment him in nightmares.

It doesn't matter if the dead come to him for revenge, but don't eat him. He didn't want to have those fragile expressions on his face.

However, if one day, the Overlord Daxian wants to recover the "Demon Power Seed" in his body......

Fang Feng hugged his head and whimpered lowly.

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Remembering the North City players is depressed.

The monster appeared, and before the player could meet him, the monster was destroyed by the Taoist. It was easy for the demon thorn to appear, and before he could deal with it a few times, it was the turn of Prince Ji's private army to make a move.

The princes and kings were given the gift of the Holy Divine to form a private army. Prince Ji has 3,000 private troops, and 100 are stationed outside Yibei City, and the training, military discipline, and equipment are all in accordance with the standards of the regular army, no, even higher than the regular army. These 100 private troops obeyed the dispatch of the Lei City Lord and went outside the city to clear the demon thorns, and the idlers retreated. Anyone who dares to obstruct is to be jailed, and anyone who dares to use force is quickly subdued and imprisoned.

Poison ivy is a passive cannibal. It is not accurate to say that they are passive, it should be said that they have laid traps to eat people, and their intelligence is not enough for them to pretend to be adults and swagger into the crowd. Unlike their low-level counterparts, the Demon Thorns take the initiative to attack, but even they will go around this group of private troops. Youkai have a keen instinct for danger, and they know which targets are easy to attack and which ones are untouchable.

Of course, the private army is only responsible for clearing the wilderness. The terrain of the Dead Forest is complex, and it is impossible for any commander with brains to throw his troops into this bottomless pit. As long as you drive the thorns into the forest of the dead, they will kill each other, so there is no need to start a head-on confrontation now.

Looking at the private army that drove the players to the ground, the eyes of the Thunder City Lord in civilian clothes not far away flashed. The Lord of Lei City is in the prime of life, although his temples are slightly frosty, but because of years of training, his spirit is still far better than those young men in their twenties and thirties, and he does not have a big belly. He is full of heaven, the earth is round, his ears and ears are round, he is a blessed person, if he is matched with a beautiful beard, he really has the gas of a prince and prince, but it is a pity that he has a short beard, and then a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a rough and majestic fold to remove some blessings. He was tall, and a set of robes that were too loose for the southerners was propped up a little short by him, and the cuffs showed a pair of vicissitudes of hands. His legs were slightly apart, his hands were behind his waist, and he was clearly in a military posture.

He spoke, his voice thick and powerful, rolling in his nose, with a thick nasal voice, like thunder hidden in the air:

"Bao Fengxue has something to hide. When he spoke to me, there was not a single mention of a thin black man, and that man was the one who stabbed Wang Yue at the critical moment, and the one who led the hunt to the Jedi. ”

Lord Thunder did not explain how this information came from. It doesn't matter, the information he said must be reliable. This is a person who separates facts from inference, so he slowed down before saying: "Bao Fengxue wants me to lose my troops and lose my generals, so that I can also be involved in right and wrong, which is really naïve." How could I possibly make the same mistake as him? ”

"Hmm." The person standing next to the Lord of Thunder City answered perfunctorily, and Quan replied.

Being treated with such contempt, the Thunder City Lord was not dissatisfied, and said, "But Bao Fengxue has found a useful clue for me. I guess this person is close to the yokai, and probably knows where the yokai are hiding. ”

"So, you want me to find this guy?" The people next to the Thunder City Lord also looked at those private soldiers with the Thunder City Lord, and their questions were not emotional.

The Thunder City Lord turned his face, and the corners of his mouth raised: "There is Master Laoding." ”

The man known as "Master Ding" wears a funny mask with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, but his voice is so indifferent that people can't laugh: "It's a lot of effort." ”