When Zheng Qiu woke up the next day, Ear Cat and Ma Peng were already asleep on the bed, and they didn't know when they came back last night.

Ma Peng's shirt was changed into a loose robe, and his body was covered in thick plaster, and the eared cat's pants were replaced with a cloth skirt, and his broken leg was also covered in plaster.

These plasters are a cure for broken bones.

First, let the cultivator exert his strength to connect the broken bones, and then wrap the broken bones with plaster, and wait until the plaster is dry, so that the body can be fixed to prevent the broken bones from being misaligned again.

Of course, if the injured person is given pills and external medicinal materials, the recovery time of the injury can be greatly shortened.

After watching them for a while, Zheng Qiu decided not to wake them up, climbed out of bed by himself, opened the curtain and walked outside.

It was already dark outside the house, and he saw what was on the puritanical grounds.

There were dozens of weird dolls, some of them were tall and some were short, the short ones were about the same as Zheng Qiu, and the taller ones were two heads taller than Meng Tiansha.

Zheng Qiu leaned over and found that these dolls were all made of metal, and the black ones didn't seem to be iron.

The doll looks simple, with a row of metal rods attached to the limbs in the middle and a round head on top.

But it was very complicated, the limbs and the main parts of the body were covered with thick metal armor, and silver-gray metal threads could be seen under the armor, densely entangled like meridians.

Zheng Qiu raised his finger and poked it, holding the puppet's arm and touching it left and right, feeling very novel.

"Well, I haven't seen it!" a loud voice came from behind him, it was Meng Tiansha.

Zheng Qiu hurriedly put down the puppet's arms, turned around and put his hands behind his back, he found that Meng Tiansha was followed by more than twenty people, these people were men and women, old and young.

There are also different clothes on the body, some wearing robes, some wearing armor, and some wearing short jackets or vests.

Meng Tiansha waved his hand, and the people dispersed, looking for a place in the open space to practice their moves. Two of them ran over, each took a puppet, and hid in a corner of the open space without knowing what exercises to practice.

Seeing Zheng Qiu's curious gaze, Meng Tiansha explained, "They are all cultivators, and they are gladiators of my Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe. In the future, you will also be like them, becoming a powerful gladiator and no longer being bullied. ”

Then he walked up to a puppet, opened his big hand and slapped the puppet's round head: "This is called a fighting slave, it is one of the magic puppets, one of the ten major sects, and a product of Qianqi Silver Castle."

This thing is not cheap, we have fighting slaves in the gladiatorial group, or is it because ......"

Speaking of fighting slaves, Meng Tiansha seemed very excited, one hand slapped and shook violently like an idol falling apart, and the other hand gave a thumbs up.

After listening to it for a while, Zheng Qiu probably understood what Meng Tiansha meant.

Qianqi Silver Castle is very good at making magic weapons, but it is not a thing that is convenient for life on weekdays like the Qianyun Sect, but a magic weapon that really serves cultivation and combat.

Qianqi Silver Castle has a class of magic puppets that are specially used to hone the user's combat skills, and this fighting slave is the lowest level of them.

Fighting slaves can swing punches and kicks, mimic the body movements of cultivators, and can resist attacks from the Qi Tire Realm.

It has the advantage that it moves relatively quickly, and it can approach the speed that a Qi Realm cultivator can achieve with his fists and feet when he urges eighty percent of his qi.

Therefore, the fighting slave is the cultivator's right-hand man for practicing the body and body movements, especially for the person who refines the body, the value of this thing is equal to the exercises.

Therefore, even the dolls of this lowest-level magic weapon are sold at an outrageously high price. Meng Tianfu inquired in all directions, asked people and gave gifts, and finally waited for the opportunity three years ago.

At that time, there was a group of fighting slaves in Qianqi Silver Fort that were badly damaged and ready to be dismantled and abandoned.

Meng Tiansha bought them at a low price in the name of processing materials, and then hired a craftsman who made magic weapons in the Thousand Strange Silver Castle with a lot of money to repair these fighting slaves.

Meng Tiansha stood in front of the tallest fighting slave, opened the metal armor on the puppet's chest, and reached in to fiddle with it.

He introduced to Zheng Qiu in his mouth: "This is the housekeeping treasure of my Liesha gladiatorial troupe, and other gladiatorial troupes are very envious." Come, I'll show you what it does. ”

Meng Tiansha's palm fiddled in the puppet's chest for a moment, and the puppet suddenly vibrated violently, and then the silver-gray metal wires under the puppet's armor lit up one after another.

The top of the round head opened the large skylight of the bowl, and white smoke slowly rose from it, like a stove for boiling water.

Meng Tiansha covered the armor on the puppet's chest and took three steps back, and after a while, white smoke from the top of the puppet's head fell from the sky, gradually covering his limbs and torso.

"This is the smoke of the fighting slave's body, and it is by using this to sense the position and movement of the opponent. ”

After speaking, Meng Tiansha raised his hands and made a fist movement, and as soon as the action stopped, the fighting slave on the opposite side immediately took a step, and when Dangdang walked towards him, he swung his fist to attack.

Meng Tiansha shook his body from side to side, dodging the metal fists of the fighting slaves, and the white smoke clung to him, like kraft candy, unable to shake off.

He dodged so fast that the fighting slave couldn't even wipe the corners of his clothes: "See, if I throw a punch, it will attack with its fist, and if it kicks, it will also join the kicking action."

Of course, it's the same thing with jumps and rolls, you have to do them once before the minions add them to their attacks. ”

As he spoke, Meng Tiansha suddenly stood still, and raised his hands to his sides: "This is a stop order, which means surrender." ”

Sure enough, when he made this move, the fighting slave immediately withdrew his raised fist and returned to a standing position.

He opened the doll's breastplate again, and reached in to fiddle with it: "There is a handle inside, turning it to the right is open, and turning it to the left is to close." ”

Meng Tiansha shut down the fighting slaves, the shiny metal threads under the armor dimmed again, and white smoke stopped rising from the top of the puppet's head.

Zheng Qiu looked at all this and asked suspiciously, "Do I want to use this fighting slave too?"

Meng Tianxu squatted down and raised his hand to touch Zheng Qiu's head: "Of course, gladiator cultivation is important for the realm, and combat skills are also indispensable.

Today I have called the master who probed the root bones, and I will show you and your companions in the afternoon, and if it goes well, you will be able to practice the exercises tomorrow. ”

So fast! Zheng Qiu opened his mouth in surprise, he couldn't believe everything that had turned over, and in just one night, he had changed from a beggar to a cultivator.

He twisted his cheek hard, oops, it hurt, not a dream.

Seeing the child's reaction, Meng Tianxu grinned and laughed: "Hahaha, the three of you will join my gladiatorial group, this is fate." Let's go back to the house and rest, and I'll talk about other things after I've finished reading the bones. ”

Zheng Qiu nodded, turned around and walked towards the stone house, looking around along the way, curiously looking at the gladiators cultivating in the clearing. A terrible shout came from behind: "Go back and change your rags and clean up." ”

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