"And when you step into the martial arts, the battle qi in your body will resonate with any weapon, and there will be no sense of alienation, which will break the singleness of the weapon, after all, for sword cultivation, the weapon in hand is still a sword, if you give them a sledgehammer, I'm afraid they will not be able to play any powerful moves. ”

"But for the sword cultivator who has stepped into the martial artistic conception, everything is a sword, a branch can be a sword, a leaf can also be a sword, and even this pestle in my hand can also be used as a sword to kill. ”

As he spoke, Liu Huai'an pointed the stone pestle with the scent of medicine in his hand at Xiang Tian and smiled, his eyes exuding unprecedented light.

"Everything is a sword ......"

Xiang Tianxiao chewed on this sentence carefully, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He remembered that when he first crossed over, the system drew Baan Beckman, and at that time, he didn't have any weapons in his hand at all, and when he dealt with the bandits, he picked up stones from the ground at random.

"Baan Beckman is the gunner, that is...... In his eyes, everything is a gun, a stone is a bullet, and his hand is a gun......."

In the end, Xiang Tianxiao's eyes lit up suddenly.

This means that Baan Beckman has reached the martial realm, and it is even very likely that it is above it.

Thinking about it to the end, Xiang Tianxiao's mind suddenly became active.

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking at Xiang Tianxiao, who was suddenly excited, Liu Huaian asked with some doubts.

"Nothing, you go on. ”

Xiang Tianxiao calmed down his mood and said with a light cough.

"After the martial artistic conception is the martial realm, the martial realm emphasizes a potential word, the strong person who steps into the martial realm can use anything as a weapon, his own momentum, even his eyes can be turned into a weapon, and he can also attach the battle qi to the weapon, so that his own weapon becomes more powerful, and it can also be released through the weapon, this side is the war qi released. ”

"Generally speaking, the release of battle qi is that you must cultivate a certain sword technique or sword technique before you can use it, but for some strong people who have stepped into the martial realm, no matter what weapon they have in their hands, they can release their battle qi outward. ”

Hearing this, Xiang Tianxiao couldn't help but nodded suddenly.

It's no wonder that Jin Daya showed such a look when he saw that he was able to release his battle qi at that time, it turned out that the powerhouse of the Martial Power Realm was actually so powerful.

And this Xiang Tianxiao also figured out something similar through Liu Huai'an's words.

That's right, that's domineering!

The perception of the Martial Rest Realm is very similar to the domineering color in One Piece.

And the martial realm is armed and domineering, and there is also an overlord domineering.

"The final martial state of mind is the realm of returning to the basics, the strong who have cultivated to this realm can freely hide the breath on their bodies, and they can also change the momentum on their bodies, sometimes they are beggars on the street, sometimes they are scholars who are rushing to take the exam, and sometimes they are soldiers on the battlefield, and I don't know when I will be able to step into this realm. ”

In the end, Liu Huai'an couldn't help laughing, and the herbs in the scoop had already been pounded, revealing a color as smooth as jade.

"This kind of thing still depends on the destiny of heaven. ”

Xiang Tianxiao also said with a burst of relief.

"Yes. ”

Liu Huai'an also nodded approvingly, walked to Nan'an Meng's bed with the pounded medicine, reached out and grabbed a little and rubbed it in his hand, then gently wiped it on Nan Anmeng's face.

"Quota ......"

I don't know if it's because it's too sensitive or because it involves a wound, Nan Anmeng, who was still asleep, suddenly opened his hands, lay on the bed and began to struggle.

"Don't be afraid, I'm helping you with your treatment......! This is the medicine I just pounded. ”

Seeing Nan'anmeng's frightened look, Liu Huai'an smiled slightly, and handed the scoop in his hand to Nan'anmeng to show her.

"Forehead ......"

I don't know if it's because I'm watching carefully, but after a while, Nan Anmeng nodded and slowly sat down on the bed.

"Don't worry, your face will be better soon. ”

Liu Huai'an said in a very gentle tone, and then gently wiped the medicine in his hand on Nan'an Meng's face.

"Forehead ......"

The medicine rubbed on Nan Anmeng's face made her unconsciously snort, and then closed her eyes.

After a while, the white medicine covered Nan'an Meng's face.

"Now your body is very dirty, let me clean it for you!"

Liu Huai'an pondered for a while and said slowly.

"Amount...... Amount......."

When Nan An Meng heard this, she immediately shook her head violently, and said with a whimper in her mouth, it can be seen that she is very resistant.

"You haven't stepped into the path of cultivation yet, so your body is still a mortal body, and if you don't wash it, you may get infected with your wounds. ”

Liu Huai'an gently touched Nan'an Meng's hair and said softly.

"Forehead ......"

Hearing this, Nan Anmeng also nodded.

"Shall I avoid it, then?"

Xiang Tianxiao pointed to the door behind him and said with some embarrassment.

"You go and help me get a set of clothes, because you have to take care of the sick, so there are a lot of girls' clothes in the house. ”

Liu Huaian lowered his eyes and said.

"Yes. ”

Xiang Tianxiao nodded and walked out.

And when Liu Huai'an took off Nan'an Meng's dirty clothes, Nan'an Meng obviously trembled a few times.

After taking off Nan'an Meng's clothes, her back was basically covered with whip marks, and there were some scabbed wounds, even Liu Huai'an, who had always been good-tempered, couldn't help but be covered with a cold light under her eyes.

The slender fingers gently touched Nan Anmeng's wound, and Nan Anmeng screamed in pain, and her petite body couldn't help but stiffen.

"Does it hurt?"

Liu Huai'an asked softly.

Nan Anmeng nodded in a trembling voice.

"Then I'll be careful. ”

After speaking, Liu Huai'an got up and walked to the door, turned back to her and said, "I'll go out to get a basin of water, don't move, otherwise it won't be good if the wound is involved." ”

When Nan An Meng heard this, he sat on the bed very obediently.

After returning from a basin of water, Liu Huai'an hugged Nan'an Meng.

Nan'an Meng's height is almost one meter and four, and for Liu Huai'an, who is almost one meter eight or five, it is like carrying a chicken.

After gently putting her into a wooden bathtub, Liu Huai'an twisted the towel in his hand and gently wiped Nan'an Meng's body.

At the moment when he helped her wipe her neck, Liu Huai'an's brows suddenly wrinkled.