In the following days, Lu Ren planned to accompany Bai Qianchu, a poor child.

The remaining six people, three of them were in the Enlightenment Realm, and three of them were wearing a pair of pants, and it was estimated that they would not be able to beat them for the time being, so in addition to cultivating on weekdays, Lu Ren accompanied Bai Qianchu to go shopping and cooking.

This girl has recently fallen in love with eating hot pot, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the more she eats hot pot, the more enjoyable it becomes.

Even the kitchen knife Liu said that it was an excellent delicacy.

It doesn't matter if the kitchen knife Liu says this, Hou Taisui, Clay Man Zhang, the three brothers of the Ghost Clan, and the shopkeeper are all here.

Except for Qingyang.

Lu Ren had no choice but to go to the town and ask the blacksmith to help make a larger copper furnace.

A table of people eating is in full swing.

Ah Ash hugged a plate of lying beef on the side, and ate it with a mouthful of oil.

After a busy day, Lu Ren was tired to death.

Bai Qianchu was very happy, and for the first time, she felt that it was such a lively thing for a large group of people to eat together.

The next day,

Lu Ren got up early in the morning, Bai Qianchu was still sleeping soundly, and in a hazy way, he heard the sound of the door closing from Lu Ren's room.

"Why are you waking up so early......

Bai Qianchu opened his eyes and saw the gray sky outside, turned over and continued to sleep.

Lu Ren walked on the bluestone road of the town.

Walked to the door of the butcher's shopkeeper,

Knock Knock –

"Who?"

There was an impatient roar from inside the house.

"I, Lu Ren, are you still eating hot pot today?" Lu Ren asked in the room.

There was silence in the room for a while, and then there was the flattering laughter of the butcher: "Eat, eat, I'll get up and go over in a while." ”

Lu Ren smiled.

"That's okay, hurry up later, and help me buy some vegetables by the way, it's just a dish." ”

"Okay. Shopkeeper Tu readily agreed.

Lu Ren turned around and walked towards the kitchen knife Liu's residence.

Knock Knock –

"Who?"

Kitchen knife Liu's voice was cold.

"I, Lu Ren, remember to bring some beef when I eat hot pot in a while, and if you have mutton, you can also help me bring some meat, that's it. After Lu Ren finished speaking, he turned his face and left.

Kitchen knife Liu's character, he will definitely do it when he hears it.

Then he came to the house of the three ghost brothers.

"Help me go to town and buy some fresh shrimp, it's not delicious without shrimp. ”

Then there is the clay figure Zhang family.

"Lao Zhang, bring the bone broth in the pot, and I've prepared all the dishes. ”

Seeing that the sky is getting brighter,

Lu Ren finally came to Hou Taisui's house, and before he entered the door, he smelled a smell of wine, and Ah Ash was lying on the ground holding the wine jar and snoring.

"What a waste......"

Lu Ren looked at the jar of wine with regret.

The monkey must not drink it anymore, but Hou Taisui seems to have saved a lot.

"Brother Hou, it's time for wine, don't forget to bring some. ”

Hou Taisui agreed with a smile.

The early morning sun shone on this honest town, Lu Ren stretched his waist and breathed a long sigh of relief,

Well

Go back and get the copper furnace ready......

......

Jingshui Town is next to the South China Sea, and the winter is wet and cold, and Lu Ren, a northerner, can't stand it.

Fortunately, I have reached the realm of refining the body, and the tempered skin and muscles feel better.

The moonlight was thick outside the window.

Bai Qianchu sewed and mended his clothes.

Lu Ren looked at the moonlight in a daze, the time spent in this dream was a little too long, so long that he thought he was living with Bai Qianchu.

"Tomorrow, I don't know if I can win Old Man Zhang. He sighed and whispered.

Tu Shopkeeper's fist is fierce, the suppression of the realm is too obvious, the three brothers of the ghost clan are in one, the poisonous palms are endless, it is difficult to resist, although Qingyang has always been unsociable, but the swordsmanship is Zhou Zheng, and the water does not leak.

The only one who has a chance can only be the clay figurine.

Lu Ren had already agreed with the clay figure Zhang this morning for tomorrow's showdown.

Bai Qianchu glanced at him and said with a smile: "I will definitely win, Uncle Zhang's 'Heavenly Tribulation Finger' is only specialized in the muscles and bones around the opponent's body, but your body is erratic, and he can't pinch you and have no moves?"

Lu Ren frowned slightly and said, "Having said that, I haven't found the flaw in the 'Heavenly Tribulation Finger' so far. ”

If you are tough, there is a gap in the realm.

'Divine Change' is just a matter of being undefeated.

If you want to win, the only way is to find the flaw in the 'Heavenly Tribulation Finger'.

Bai Qianchu put down the needle and thread in his hand and said, "It's better to ...... You're going to fight me?"

"Huh?"

Lu Ren was stunned, and immediately understood.

Laughing: "Good!"

In the courtyard, Bai Qianchu was holding a long sword, and Lu Ren put up the 'Heavenly Tribulation Finger' starting move, attacking Bai Qianchu fiercely.

At this time, Lu Ren is the clay man Zhang, and Bai Qianchu is Lu Ren.

The two of you come and go, and their bodies are staggered.

"Bell ......"

Lu Ren's fingers collided with the long sword in Bai Qianchu's hand, making a sound like the resonance of gold and iron.

Lu Ren was in pain, and hurriedly stepped back, covering his fingers, his face pale.

"Ah, are you alright......"

Bai Qianchu hurriedly came over, took Lu Ren's finger and looked at it, and a shallow blood mark was clearly visible on his finger.

If it weren't for the tempering of the skin, muscles and bones after Lu Ren's refining of the body realm, I am afraid that this sword would have lost its fingers.

Bai Qianchu said guiltily: "I originally just wanted to tell you that even if Uncle Zhang is already in the realm of enlightenment, but his fingers are mortal after all, as long as you learn to condense your true qi on the sword like me, it will make his rat trap reveal flaws......

Condense your true qi on the long sword?

After opening the realm, you can release your true qi, which Lu Ren can't do, but if you just condense your true qi on the iron sword, you can give it a try.

It's just—

Lu Ren had the urge to scold his mother: Just tell me directly, why do you have to fight?

......

Early the next morning.

When the clay figure Zhang came to Lu Ren's courtyard, he saw that the courtyard was full of broken iron swords.

"It's ......"

He looked at Lu Ren who was standing in the courtyard, and saw Lu Ren holding a long sword, the true qi flowing on the long sword, and the cold light loomed.

Lu Ren let out a long breath: "Damn, it's finally successful!"

Bai Qianchu said it simply, but when it was really implemented, she found that it was not what she said at all.

If this method is really feasible, then the various sects have already been promoted, on the contrary, this method is thankless, after all, each disciple's proficiency in mastering the true qi is different, even if the true qi is proficient, the iron quality of each sword is different, the true qi is slightly stronger, the iron sword will shatter, and the true qi is weak, and the iron sword will not react.

As long as you reach the realm of enlightenment, you will naturally be able to release your true qi.

Therefore, this kind of exercise has long been abandoned by all major sects.

When the clay figure Zhang saw the long sword in Lu Ren's hand for the first time, he remembered this abandoned exercise, and was stunned, and then sighed: "No need to compare, I lost." ”

Under this long sword, his exercises were completely restrained.

Lu Ren was extremely clear about his every move, and he could even guess any reaction he would make after dodging, even if the realm was one level higher, even if he could release his true qi, but he knew that unless he fought hard, he would definitely lose.

Lu Ren looked up, but his gaze did not prompt him to complete the progress of the task.

"No, we still have to compare. He said solemnly.

The clay man Zhang coughed lightly and scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, I'm really afraid of you when you are an old man, come and ......."

In the courtyard,

The shadow of the sword shuttles, and the fingering is like steel.

The morning sun moved from the east to the top, and the fallen leaves on the branches were swept away by the strong wind in the yard.

Bai Qianchu sat aside, her eyes full of worry.

After all, the method is just a method, after all, the strength of the clay figure to open the realm is here, if this method can really challenge the level, it will not be abandoned by the various sects.

All of this stems from Lu Ren's understanding of the 'Heavenly Tribulation Finger'.

But even so, Lu Ren was still in danger, and his body had been poked out of several blood holes by the fingers of the clay man Zhang, and the fingers of the clay man Zhang were also scratched with blood.

The suppression of the realm made Lu Ren almost unable to hold on.

He felt his body tremble, tearing pain coming from the bloody holes in his body.

Still lost?

He was a little unwilling, if he even lost the clay man Zhang, what would happen to the few people in the back!

suddenly

The clay man opened his chest and smothered, and a mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth.

He had a slap on his hand.

It's just that at this moment, Lu Ren's sword was already against his chest.

"Challenge the Eight Devils, 2/8 Completion"

Lu Ren let out a long sigh of relief when he saw these words appear in his sight.

At this time, he realized that the clay figure Zhang didn't seem quite right.

He was stunned, and suddenly said, "Your injury ......"

The clay figure Zhang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's not good." ”

The dark disease in his body is also the main reason why he knew that he would lose from the beginning.

At sunset, the sky was dark, and the ground in the courtyard was stained with blood.

The back of the clay man Zhang gradually disappeared at the end of the bluestone road, he knew that the injuries he suffered last time he went out had induced all the dark diseases of so many years, and these injuries would be brought into the coffin by him, and the days before entering the coffin could only be spent in Jingshui Town.

Zhengyizong's hatred may only be buried in the soil with him.