[Name: Ding Xiu]

[Age: 24]

[Quest Coins: 1725]

【Martial Arts: Ben Lei Jin】

[Life Dungeon: Tianjiao Growth History (7 years) progress 0.02%, Xiaocheng Ben Thunder Knife (3 years) progress 0.02%, Dacheng Iron Cloth Shirt (6 years) progress 0.01%, Dacheng Eagle Claw Hand (5 years) progress 0.01%, Advanced Basic Knife Technique (3 years) progress 0.01%, Advanced Basic Fist (3 years) progress 0.01%]

Miscellaneous disciples came and went, and some successfully passed the promotion test and became outer disciples.

Some died in the promotion test, and some failed to become an outer disciple and were driven down the mountain after the ten-year period, and as time passed, Ding Xiu gradually became a senior brother from a junior brother.

Spring goes to autumn, the four seasons rotate, and six years pass in a flash.

In the past six years, the world has remained in turmoil.

Plagues, military plagues, banditry, droughts, floods, the life of the common people is getting more and more difficult.

The Sword Washing Gate is powerful, and the Sword Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, whether it is a bandit army or a chaotic soldier, they dare not attack, which makes the fleeing people frantically pour into the Sword Mountain.

In just six years, there is one more town and hundreds of villages in Xijian Mountain.

Qingzhu Town, Chunfeng Building.

"Senior Brother Ding, ninety percent of the girls in this Chunfeng Building fled from the Qinhuai River in the south of the Yangtze River, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The tower-like black-faced man said, his eyes scanning between the waist and hips of the girl.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zheng, the junior brother is preparing to participate in this year's outer disciple promotion test, and I want to insert a team here with Senior Brother Zheng, and ask Senior Brother Zheng to help the junior brother fight a hundred steel swords."

"Cut in line, you can cut in line, you have to add money! Fifty taels of silver and a knife, not a single one! ”

Fifty taels!

It's thirty taels more expensive.

Black, Jinnyima Black!

But there is no way, there are only a few blacksmiths in the casting hall who can make a hundred steel swords, and they only serve the outer and inner disciples, even so, the list in hand is lined up until the end of the year.

Among them, only this senior brother Zheng, who is a fan of wealth, is willing to build a hundred steel knives for miscellaneous disciples, and he can cut the queue with more money.

"I know, I know, I know Senior Brother Zheng's rules!" Ding Xiu said, handing over a money bag along with the drawings.

Senior Brother Zheng glanced at the drawings drawn by Ding Xiu, weighed the money bag, and nodded with satisfaction: "Take the knife in seven days." ”

After Senior Brother Zheng left with a girl in his arms, Ding Xiu spat out.

Greedy for money and lustful, sooner or later a day will die on the belly of a woman, and when the time comes, you will definitely have to extract the copy of the life of the senior blacksmith on this guy.

Seven days later, the sword gate was washed and the hall was founded.

Ding Xiu was holding a knife in his hand.

A long knife with a slender blade that resembles a seedling.

The total length of the knife is 3 feet 7 inches, the length of the knife is 2 feet 8 inches, and the handle is 9 inches long.

The steel color is pure, calcined, with a folded pattern, and its texture is like a beautiful jade in steel.

This is a short Miao knife used with a bow and crossbow, which concentrates the characteristics of knives and guns, which can be used as both guns and knives, and can be held with one hand and with both hands.

Ding Xiu held the Miao knife in his hand and slashed at a piece of pig iron, the knife flashed, and the pig iron was split into two, and the incision was smooth.

Tempered into steel, sharpened like clay!

This Senior Brother Zheng is greedy for money and lustful, but he really has nothing to say about his craftsmanship.

A Foundry Hall apprentice walked over: "Senior Brother Ding, with such a good sword, are you preparing to participate in the promotion test of the outer disciples?" ”

The promotion test of the disciples of the outer sect of the Sword Washing Sect is very cruel, and during the test, the miscellaneous disciples will be sent into a valley, and the valley is full of bandits and murderers captured by the disciples of the Sword Washing Sect from the bottom of the mountain.

Only the miscellaneous disciples who have passed through the valley and brought out the head of a bandit and murderer can be promoted to the outer disciples.

Ding Xiu said: "Yes, I have been a miscellaneous disciple for eight years, and if I don't promote the outer disciple, I will be driven down the mountain as soon as the ten years are up." ”

An outer disciple who Ding Xiu helped to substitute for the class said: "Senior Brother Ding, to be honest, with your strength, if you want to become an outer disciple, it is enough. ”

Ding Xiu picked up the ebony scabbard on the side, put the Miao knife into the sheath, and said, "Senior brother, the strength is not enough, so the equipment will make up." ”

……

[Name: Ding Xiu]

[Age: 30]

[Quest Coin: 58578]

[Realm: Quasi-first-class]

【Martial Arts: Ben Lei Jin】

[Skills: Xiaocheng Ben Thunder Knife Method, Dacheng Iron Cloth Shirt, Dacheng Eagle Claw Hand, Advanced Basic Knife Technique, Advanced Basic Fist Technique]

[Life Dungeon: Tianjiao's Growth History (7 Years) Progress 86.75%]

Ding Xiu put away the panel, took off the Miao knife on the wall and tied it around his waist, and walked out of the room.

The autumn breeze was warm, and in front of the valley, miscellaneous disciples arrived one after another.

"Senior Brother Ding, here, here!"

Ding Xiu stepped forward to greet him: "Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Zhou!" ”

"Senior Brother Ding, after entering the valley, let's act together, so we can take care of it."

"Okay, when the time comes, I will ask a few juniors to take care of it more."

"Senior brother laughed, all these years, senior brother has taken care of us and helped us work for the class, so that we can have more time to boil up our bodies and hone our martial arts."

"No, if it weren't for Senior Brother Ding, we wouldn't have dared to come here this year."

It was none other than Li Dashan, the deacon of the outer gate of the Sword Washing Gate, who had been guarding Ding Xiu.

Six years have passed, and the once middle-aged strong man is much older with the naked eye, and his back is also rickety.

"Xiao Ding, this test, Chen Hu will definitely be unfavorable to you, if you enter the valley, there is a chance that you will not be able to get out. Ahem, you Brother Li and I won't be able to die for a while, and I am sure to escort you down the mountain. ”

"I have a cousin who is a lieutenant under General Yongzhou, you have studied, you are still a jinshi, you can go to General Yongzhou as a staff member, at that time, forgive that Chen Hu will not dare to do anything to you."

Ding Xiu shook his head, it is indeed a way out to be a staff member of the Yongzhou general, but when he is a staff member, there are a lot of all kinds of, how can he earn copy coins.

The most important thing is that in the past six years, General Yongzhou has changed three people, every two years, how dare he gamble his future with his life.

Seeing Ding Xiu shaking his head, Li Dashan, who kindly reminded him, didn't say anything.

Maybe this is the stubbornness and pride of readers.

"What is the situation in the valley, what is the danger, I think you all know, human life is only once, and finally give you a stick of incense time, seriously consider whether you want to enter the valley!"

A stick of incense passed quickly, no one left, and if a miscellaneous disciple like them wanted to get ahead, he had to risk his life to fight and fight!

Li Dashan's gaze swept over Ding Xiu and said, "Open the door and enter the valley!" ”

With the pull of the mechanism, the door made of a whole piece of broken dragon stone slowly opened.

Miscellaneous disciples formed groups of three or five and went into the valley together.

In the woodland, looking at the three people who drew their knives out of their sheaths and surrounded themselves, Ding Xiu sighed in his heart, "Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Zhou, what do you mean?" ”

"Senior Brother Ding, don't blame us, someone paid us a price we couldn't refuse to buy your life."

"Isn't it Chen Hu?"

"Senior Brother Ding, after you die, I will go to burn paper for you every year today."

"Senior Brother Ding, I'm sorry!"

Three steel knives slashed towards Ding Xiu from three directions.

Ding Xiu's whole body exerted his strength, and the skin and flesh around his body suddenly became as hard as iron, tinkling ding, and the three steel knives seemed to be split on the hardest steel, making a crisp sound, and the huge anti-shock force shook the three people's mouths.

"Iron Shirt! Daesung's iron cloth shirt! How can you ......?"

Bang! Click! Senior Brother Jiang's voice was punched back by Ding Xiu, and his body fell to the ground like a rag sandbag.

This extremely fast and accurate punch made Senior Brother Jiang's entire face sunken, killing him with one blow!

Ding Xiu was unexpectedly calm after the killing, he didn't know if this was his first killing, because the original body had also killed bandits when he was fleeing, and he should have seen it in the troubled times.

"The iron cloth shirt repairs the chest, abdomen, back, and head, cut off his head!" Senior Brother Fang roared, his figure burst out, and the steel knife in his hand slashed, slashing at Ding Xiutian Linggai.

Ding Xiu's face was expressionless, he raised his elbow, blocked the knife unscathed, and then in the frightened eyes of Senior Brother Fang, he stepped close and slammed his chest with an elbow.

With a bang, a large piece of bone shattered, and Senior Brother Fang spewed out a mouthful of blood with broken foam from internal organs, and crashed into a big tree ten meters away, falling to the ground, and dying of anger.

Senior Brother Zhou held the knife in both hands, looking at Ding Xiu in horror, the two trembled, and the unknown liquid dripped from between his legs, dripping more and more.

Looking at Ding Xiu, who was slowly drawing the knife out of the sheath, Senior Brother Zhou's throat rolled, he kept swallowing saliva, his face turned pale, his voice trembled, and he said with a crying voice: "Ding, Senior Brother Ding, but, can you let me live, I ......"

"In life, everyone is responsible for their own actions!"

The Miao knife was unsheathed, the knife flashed, and the corpse was separated.