Chapter 30: I'm Going to Retreat and Practicing the Magic Weapon
The Guo Mansion was large and empty, enough to accommodate thousands of people to gather here, so there were already hundreds of guests in the mansion at this time, but it was not crowded at all, on the contrary, it looked empty and not very lively.
But also, it's just that the daughter is one year old, and it's not a big event, they invite relatives and friends who are close to each other and usually have a good relationship, so naturally there won't be too many people.
When Yang Yifei and Li Mochou followed Lu Youjiao into the front hall, the people in the rivers and lakes in the hall just glanced at it, and when they saw that they didn't know anyone, they didn't pay much attention, and at this time, Guo Jing was greeting Zhu Ziliu in the side hall, and he had just arrived.
Zhu Ziliu, who was talking and laughing with Guo Jing, inadvertently glanced at the door of the hall, and suddenly his eyes froze, Huo Ran got up, and said in surprise: "Brother Guo, look who is coming." β
Guo Jing looked at him in surprise, he was also surprised and delighted, and hurriedly got up to meet him, "Brother Yang, why are you here?" β
Yang Yifei laughed, and when he walked in front of Guo Jing, he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Good boy, you are fast enough, I haven't seen you for two years, and everyone who is silent is a father, didn't I hear that your daughter is full of Zhou, come to congratulate you?" β
"Thank you, Brother Yang." Guo Jing grinned, now he is not comparable to the rather majestic Guo Jing more than ten years later, he still looks like an honest young man, after greeting Yang Yifei, he thanked Lu Youjiao, Lu Youjiao said goodbye first, and continued to greet guests at the door.
"Young Master Yang, don't come unharmed?" Zhu Ziliu also stepped forward to say hello to Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei nodded at him and said with a smile: "Everything is fine, Master Yideng has always been good?" β
Zhu Ziliu smiled and said: "Thanks to Yang Gongzi's blessing, the family teacher has improved his martial arts in the past two years, and he looks younger and younger, hehe." β
Yang Yifei said happily: "That's good, I hope he can be brave and diligent, and make the Duan family's six-vein divine sword mastery reappear in the world as soon as possible." β
Zhu Ziliu smiled a little more on his face, and said: "So that the son will know that three months ago, the family teacher had already practiced the Shaoze Sword all the way, and before coming to Xiangyang, the Shaochong Sword was also about to be completed." β
"Oh? That's really gratifying. "Yang Yifei is really a little surprised this time, Yang Yifei has always been a little strange, why the six-vein divine sword is lost.
It is understandable that Duan Yu did not pass down the Northern Spiritual Skill, after all, this technique is easy to attract jealousy, making the Duan clan of Dali a public enemy of martial arts, and this is not a martial art that belongs to the Duan clan.
But this six-vein divine sword is the family heirloom of the Duan clan in Dali, he has no reason not to pass it on, even a few monks of the Tianlong Temple can practice all the way to the sword, there is no reason why the master of a lamp will not even be able to practice all the way.
It turned out that his true qi was not condensed enough, and after Huashan was dialed by him, Master Yideng realized that in the past two years, he no longer paid attention to the growth of his skills, but devoted himself to condensing and compressing his true qi, until he was really compressed, and then continued to accumulate true qi.
In the end, it really came to fruition, originally a yang finger had to hit the opponent's body to be effective, and after his highly compressed and condensed true qi, it was able to make his one yang finger finger force shoot out of the distance, and point the acupoints in the air, which made him happy, and from then on he was even more convinced of what Yang Yifei said.
After achieving the separation of finger power from the body, he immediately thought of the six-vein divine sword, and sure enough, now there is no longer the previous feeling of stagnation in cultivation, allowing him to successfully practice the two-way sword technique.
However, at present, practicing Shaoze and Shaochong two-way swordsmanship is his limit for the time being, Shaoze sword changes subtly, Shaochong sword is light and fast, and it is performed with the little finger of the left and right hands, these two ways of swordsmanship pay more attention to skills, but the requirements for skill are the lowest, so he can practice.
The other four-way swordsmanship, and the Shangyang sword, he may have a certain chance of being able to practice, but the Shaoshang, Guan Chong, and Zhongchong three-way swordsmanship has little hope with his current skills.
Unless another thirty years pass, when he has seventy or eighty years of pure and condensed skills, he may still have a little hope of practicing the full six-way swordsmanship.
After exchanging a few words with Yang Yifei, Zhu Ziliu looked at Li Mochou beside him and asked with interest: "Young Master Yang, I don't know who this is?" β
Guo Jing also looked at Li Mochou curiously, Yang Yifei turned sideways slightly, looked at Guo Jing with a smug face, and said: "This is my fiancΓ©e, surnamed Li Mochou, and the people in the rivers and lakes call the Ice Spirit Fairy, how is it?" It's not worse than your one, is it? β
"Hey, hey, Brother Yang, your vision is naturally good." Guo Jing touched the back of his head, smiled innocently, and then clasped his fist at Li Mochou and said, "In Xia Guo Jing, I have seen my sister-in-law." β
Li Mochou couldn't help but secretly laugh when he heard Yang Yifei's words, Ice Spirit Fairy? When did I get this nickname? But it's quite good, and it matches her very well, so she readily acquiesced, and said to Guo Jing and Zhu Ziliu with a smile: "Hello." β
Zhu Ziliu also clenched his fists and said, "Fairy Li is good." β
"Hey......" Yang Yifei said hesitantly: "You pedantic scholar, although Mo Chou hasn't passed the door yet, the two of us have already been in love for three lives, even Guo Jing, a stupid boy, knows to call Mrs. Sister-in-law, Brother Zhu, you can't call Mrs. Yang?" β
Zhu Ziliu smiled dumbly, he peeked at Li Mochou, and saw that she just pursed her lips and smiled, and didn't mind, knowing that this was an atmospheric girl who could afford to joke, he smiled at the moment and said, "Is it down, Mrs. Yang, please take a seat." β
Li Mochou thanked him generously, and sat down in the guest seat with Yang Yifei, Guo Jing went out and ordered the family to serve tea, and then sat down with Zhu Ziliu.
Guo Jing asked Yang Yifei curiously, "Brother Yang, where have you been in the past two years?" Why is there no news of you on the rivers and lakes? β
Yang Yifei said: "Me! After the end of Huashan's sword discussion, I found a cave to retreat and refine some magic weapons that can be used by ordinary people, which is a sharp weapon for me to expel the Tartars, and it took two years to get out of the customs, and then I went to Jiangnan for a walk, and it was there that I met Mo Chou. β
"This time, I was planning to go to the north, first, to go to Mochou's division to propose relatives, and second, to come to the Tartar-ruled area to form a righteous army, which will bloom directly from inside the Tartar and destroy it."
Guo Jing and Zhu Ziliu were moved when they heard this, and Zhu Ziliu said with a straight face: "I don't know what kind of magic weapon Yang Gongzi refined? β
Yang Yifei groaned slightly, then beckoned to the two, the two glanced at each other, and hurriedly got up and walked in front of Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei spread his right hand, a Glock 18 with a silencer appeared in his hand, and his left hand spread again, and took out a box of bullets, Guo Jing, Zhu Ziliu, and Li Mochou watched Yang Yifei's movements intently.
Yang Yifei said: "This is the least powerful of the magic weapons I have refined, and you are optimistic." β
After speaking, Yang Yifei tore open the bullet box packaging, revealing the yellow bullets inside, and then he removed the pistol magazine and pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one in front of Guo Jing and them.
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With Yang Yifei's action of pressing the bullet, Guo Jing and the three of them subconsciously counted in their hearts, and according to the space of the magazine and the size of the bullet, the three of them roughly calculated that this small box could hold about 20 copper pills.
Sure enough, after Yang Yifei stuck 20 copper pills, he couldn't press them in if he pressed them up, only to see him put down the copper pills, pick up the strange magic weapon that filled the box, and insert the box into the magic weapon.
Yang Yifei loaded the bullet, pulled the sleeve to load, and then asked Guo Jing and Zhu Ziliu to get out of the way, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the leg of a chair two feet away.