Retreat Pavilion.

The retreat place of the Izumo monarchs was also the place where the secret books of the imperial exercises were stored.

In addition to the free entry and exit of the monarchs of the past dynasties, the princes and princes had to show their tokens to enter.

There are thousands of volumes on the four walls of the five-layer bookshelf, and the young man in brocade is patient with his surname and reads it one by one, nearly five hundred volumes, and none of them are suitable for his mind.

"Tai Chi Bagua Stick", "Dragon Swordsmanship", "Overlord Gun Trick", "Sky Breaking Hammer", "King Kong Eighteen Axes"...... It's all about weapon-type martial arts under the broken realm.

After these five hundred volumes, the number of swordsmanship martial arts is the first, the sword martial arts are second, and although there are many other alternative martial arts, none of them are suitable.

In desperation, I had to continue to search for my surname patiently.

"Sixteen Styles of Heavy Knife"... The thin booklet is only 16 pages, and the main page is less than 100 words.

"Hmm?... Although this book of martial arts is not superior, it seems to be tailor-made for you. Yes, yes, I think it's him. ”

This voice sounded a little ethereal, as if it was coming from all directions, and those who didn't know would inevitably be a little cautious when they heard it.

In this regard, the young man did not react at all, and turned his hand to read it carefully.

The name of this martial art is vulgar and has no momentum, and the sword routines are only sixteen styles, but its weight of the knife and the strength of people have some explanations, or constraints.

If the weight of the sword is too light, it will not be able to reflect the essence of the martial arts in this volume, and if the weight of the knife is too heavy, the martial arts in this volume will not be able to be used as you like.

"Sweeping four styles, splitting four styles, cutting four styles, cutting four styles......" closed his eyes and flashed the picture of the pages in his mind, and vaguely, Duan Chen gradually fell in love with this seemingly simple and dull, but in fact profound and mysterious heavy knife sixteen styles.

The subtlety is that the drawing page moves are comprehended without words, and those who are gifted can achieve it quickly. On the contrary, you can only dance the tricks but not the essence.

He turned his hand and took down the knife behind him, and actually carefully weighed the weight of the knife.

At this moment, the ethereal sound sounded again.

"Don't bother, this knife is made of high-grade dark iron, and it weighs two hundred and sixty-six pounds. Although this knife looks like a fake, the old man dares to assert that even a spiritual weapon in this Earth Xuan Realm can't hurt it!"

The fake remnant dragon knife in Duan Chen's hand had a blade of three feet and two, and its thickness was not much different from that of ordinary swords, but its weight was many times greater than that of ordinary swords.

Looking at it indifferently in the hand of the knife, Duan Chen pretended to sigh with emotion, and said: "I actually turned the high-grade Xuantie that made the Earth Xuan King Weapon into a piece of garbage, tsk!~~ I have to say that your old craftsmanship is really strong!"

Although he was so ridiculous on his lips, Duan Chen's heart was quite fond of this fake dragon knife that looked like a scrap iron lump.

"Okay, you stinky boy! I think the old man is not dead enough, and he is sincere, and he can't make ...."

Duan Chen stood on top of a fist-sized bell at his waist, and the ghost elder, who was only a palm's high, looked angry but actually enjoyed it.

"It is precisely because I am afraid that you will die of old age completely, so I have created some atmosphere. Looking down at the ghost old man on the bell on his waist, Duan Chen said with a wry smile: "Look... You're so energetic now!"

“.........”

The ghost Lao Suo got into the bell and disappeared.

During the five years in the valley, the master and apprentice often quarreled and even ridiculed each other. Now that the ghost old soul is in a state, Duan Chen really wants the ghost old man to 'live' more realistically. At the same time, deep down in his heart, he misses the five years in the valley very much.

Although the retreat pavilion is guarded by more than 100 elite soldiers, most of them are in the outer areas. However, these guards are basically mid-to-late stage warriors, and the real elite of the strong are hidden in the area of Longtai Temple.

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The main entrance of the retreat pavilion is diagonally to the north, there is a large bamboo forest, and the center of the bamboo forest is a bluestone paved martial arts training ground, about the size of half a football field.

There is a weapon rack at each of the four ends of the training ground, knives, guns, sticks, whips, forks, halberds, axes, nine short, nine long...... It's all in one place.

"Surrounded by bamboo forests on all sides, quiet and undisturbed, this place is really good..."Duan Chen remembers, the eighth prince often came here to practice martial arts when he was young.

"Bullshit! Such a thin aura, it is not at the same level as the old man's Easy Valley!"

"Please, I'm just a late martial artist in the first or third quarters, and the density and thinness of the aura have something to do with me!"

“.........”

After selecting the "Sixteen Styles of Heavy Knife", Duan Chen no longer looked through the remaining books. No matter how many exercises and martial arts skills there are, they don't mean much to him. Once the realm is breached, all martial arts will inevitably be banned by combat skills.

Whew!~~Whoosh!......

Sweeping four styles, splitting four styles, cutting four styles, chopping four styles, the sixteen moves on the painting page have been deeply engraved in Duan Chen's mind.

The fake remnant dragon knife of more than two hundred catties, in the hands of Duan Chen, who was born with divine power, was neither light nor heavy, and it was very convenient. If this is changed to an ordinary three-section martial artist, it will be a little difficult to swing the sword with both hands, let alone perform the sixteen styles of heavy swords.

However, at this moment, Duan Chen's heavy knife sixteen styles cannot be achieved as he wants. It's not that he doesn't use the knife well, but his comprehension of the painting page, as well as the coherence between the moves, is not thorough enough, not clean enough.

At the edge of the martial arts training ground, in the corner of the knife holder, a fist-sized bell lay there quietly, and the ghost old man's illusory head poked out of it. Directly in front of the bell is an inch long distance, and the martial art "Heavy Sword Sixteen Styles" is also lying there quietly.

In his spare time, the ghost old man actually studied martial arts that had nothing to do with him.

"Strange, there seems to be something wrong with this martial art......"

.........

"I see... The martial arts of the anthology can be so different, I really don't know what kind of shit luck this kid is taking!"

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I don't know when, there are two more masked figures in the bamboo forest in the west. It stands to reason that even if this bamboo forest is not guarded by any elite soldiers, it is extremely difficult for gods and ghosts to sneak into it, unless the visitor knows everything about the existence of the retreat pavilion.

When the ghost elder looked at Duan Chen in the middle of the field, it was already a cup of tea.

Swinging the knife to sweep and slash, Duan Chen actually faintly integrated the mysterious footwork that disappeared without a trace.

"Good boy, it's really a genius ... heaven," after admiring, the ghost old man sighed a little, "I just don't know how talented this kid is in refining weapons......"

In the eyes of the ghost elder, at least refining a spiritual weapon can be regarded as a refiner in the true sense. As for the forging of mortal weapons under the spirit weapon, it is impossible to see the level of talent of a refiner.

And if you want to refine a spiritual weapon, in addition to the indispensable alchemy technique, the martial arts psychic strength must be reached. Of course, the strength of the soul power can also affect the achievements of the refiner.

Ghost Elder's greatest wish is that Duan Chen can become an accomplished refiner. To put it mildly, it is to carry forward the alchemy skills of the master where the ghost old man is.

Duan Chen's wielding knife technique gradually forgot the realm of self, and the ghost elder sighed to himself in this imagination, but no one could detect the two figures lurking in the bamboo forest in the west.

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