The news of Uncle Tai killing Chu Bo first and then injuring Zhang Weihao spread throughout Qingyang Town almost overnight, and immediately made the forces of all parties that were originally ready to move temporarily die down. At the same time, he began to pay attention to Uncle Tai, a person who only had six layers of the day after tomorrow.

And there is the eleventh day after tomorrow Xiao Bieli intervening, and he has to re-evaluate Uncle Tai.

Of course, there are many people who disagree with it or dismiss it.

No matter what, the name Uncle Tai has entered the hearts of the people of Qingyang Town and is remembered.

However, Uncle Tai didn't pay attention to this, he just wanted to practice martial arts.

He snatched several bottles of Jugong Pill from Chu Bo's body, and he didn't need to use it in vain.

The six bottles of Jugong Dan are like **, knocking down one after another, under the cultivation of Uncle Tai's dedication, the middle stage of the acquired sixfold breakthrough to the late stage, from the late stage to the peak, and then from the peak to the acquired sevenfold, before stopping.

And when the Jugong Pill reached the sevenfold level, the effect became smaller and smaller, and he finally finished eating.

In the past ten days, Uncle Tai has been cultivating the sword hall, practicing in retreat, breaking through from the sixth level of the day after tomorrow to the seventh level of the day after tomorrow, and the rest is to open up the belt veins, nourish the meridians, and boil the internal qi to naturally enter the eighth level of the day after tomorrow.

After the battle with Zhang Weihao, I have benefited a lot, and these days I have been reflecting on the shortcomings in the sword style, so as to improve, although the progress is a little slow, but there has been a qualitative development.

"Huhuhu......"

When the twilight sword was unleashed, the blue light was boundless.

In the shadow of the sword, you can faintly see the sharp sword qi! Uncle Zhi, who is dressed in a green robe, is playing his swordsmanship to his heart's content, and the swordsmanship at this moment is completely different from the usual "Lost Soul Swordsmanship".

At this moment, each sword of Uncle Tai's sword was split, drawing an arc, and then retracting and splitting out, the speed was faster than the previous sword, and the sword was as fast as a sword, all of which were the sound of wind whistling.

This sword is even more powerful! The sword qi condensed at the tip of the sword, and it was more fluid than before, and the sword qi that was swallowed was no longer three inches, but five inches.

The powerful splitting force retracted with the arc, and the last sword shadow had not yet dissipated, and the second sword shadow came again, one sword after another, and the sword shadow was heavy one after another, and the air was split by the sharp sword qi one after another.

Countless sword shadows, countless waves of qi, constantly transforming, gradually like peach blossoms.

In fact, this is just one of the basic swordsmanship techniques that Uncle Tai has practiced, but there are some more changes.

In Uncle Tai's view, the basic skills cannot be relaxed, the basic sword moves are the purest and most perfect sword moves, and they are condensed and condensed by countless generations, and the standard can no longer be standard.

Only when the basic skills are solid enough can we continue to improve.

"A sword split, retract three points of force, use the arc to retract and then split, you can a sword as fast as a sword, a sword fiercer than a sword, this is just a reference to the dragon eighteen palms Kanglong regrets some truths, I didn't expect to be able to make my swordsmanship have such a change."

Uncle Tai exclaimed, after the principle of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending was used in the sword moves, there was such an advantage in speed. It took him five full days to get a good grasp of the changes.

The skill of luck and the angle of the sword were all constantly perfected by him.

If it weren't for seeing the eighteen palms of the descending dragon, some of the principles of this dragon regretting it, I am afraid that I would not be able to think of it for a while. Bronze Ancient Gate, I don't know if your appearance is a blessing for me.

"Mastering this sword movement technique makes each of my swords a little faster, if I meet Zhang Weihao again, I don't know if it will be much easier to kill him."

Uncle Tai laughed, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, as long as his swordsmanship is fast enough, it is like a raging storm, and the opponent is overwhelmed, and there are many flaws, which is enough to kill with a sword.

The sword was sheathed, and on the stove, a few chicken thighs crackled, and the golden grease dripped on the flames.

Uncle Tai kept turning over the chicken thighs, and at the same time sprinkled condiments, the fragrance was even more attractive, and he grabbed one of the chicken thighs with his hand and nibbled on it.

The sound of clanging percussion sounded in the antechamber of the Sword Raising Hall.

Uncle Tai held the pliers in his left hand and the sledgehammer in his right hand, and the sledgehammer danced with a whirring sound of breaking the air, constantly smashing on the red-hot strip, making a symphony of gold and iron, and the sledgehammer continued to strike with a strange strength, a hammer with five tones, and the rhythm was clear, as if it was a piece of music, which made people unconsciously calm in this beating.

Wang Kelong stood aside, watching Uncle Tai's operation intently, for fear of missing something.

With the arrival of Uncle Tai, the business of Yangjiantang has improved, because every sword cast by Uncle Tai is a high-quality product, not comparable to Wang Kelong's craftsmanship. During this time, from beginning to end, he told you Wang Kelong about the techniques, skills, and precautions of sword casting.

Wang Kelong was fascinated.

Uncle Tai also understood that this Wang Kelong was more interested in playing iron and casting swords than in practice.

Unknowingly, more than a month has passed, and Uncle Tai has practiced sword casting.

Sword forging is also a kind of mind cultivation, and his state of mind is becoming more and more stable in the process of striking iron.

Forging a sword is just a boo, and training his heart is his purpose.

However, the sword is made well, and naturally there is business, and the swords in other places in Qingyang Town are not as good as his works. Even the whole of Quanzhou can compare with him, there are very few.

In fact, he doesn't care about business, in Qingyang Town, the industries of various major sects are accompanied and earned, but making money is not the goal, the real purpose is to occupy territory and expand his power.

This month, as one sword after another was completed, he found that his mastery of strength was more handy.

Of course, a high-quality long sword and long knife are only fifteen taels, and the business of Yangjian Hall is certainly thriving......

In the past month, he wrote to his father of the Tianhe Sword Sect to ask for advice on how to act, but only replied with two sentences: "casually" and "pay attention to the movement of the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range".

It's a casual, whatever it is, what Uncle Tai understands is that as long as he takes root in Qingyang Town, he can live whatever he wants.

In that case, it's time to take a trip to the Elephant Trunk Mountains.

Although he has been cultivating and has been comprehending all kinds of things, he has recently found that his progress is getting more and more slow, and it is difficult to make progress in the end. He knows that he has reached a bottleneck, and if he wants to make a breakthrough, he must have enough external pressure to make a breakthrough.

Go to the Elephant Trunk Mountains, find demon beasts to hone, and make money, why not.

Besides, this Qingyang Town is going to be reshuffled.

If you go, someone will inevitably follow you, there is Xiao Bieli in Qingyang Town, they are not easy to start, and it is another matter if you leave Qingyang Town.

Besides, he faintly felt that so many sects gathered in Qingyang Town, could it be that they were all for the purpose of dividing the herbs and animal skins of the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range, I am afraid it may not be.

The "pay attention to the movement of the Elephant Trunk Mountains" in his father's letter made him vaguely feel that the various factions set up a station in Qingyang Town, which was not so simple.

There are many doubts, why he was punished here, this is what he can't figure out.

However, now he can't reach these at all, so he can only improve his strength.

Boom!

The long sword was quenched, emitting the aftermath of the beam, the sword light was like autumn water, and another long sword of 100 steels was cast.

"Lao Wang, this is handed over to you, I will go to the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range to cultivate for a while and then come back."

Uncle Tai threw down the sledgehammer, and in a flash, he appeared in the inner courtyard and went to pack his things.

"It's so fast, I can't see this body clearly!" Wang Kelong was taken aback: "Wait, what did he just say, Elephant Trunk Mountains, go to Elephant Trunk Mountains alone......"

That place is extremely dangerous, and he goes alone?

Wang Kelong felt a little incredible.