Jinhong Martial Arts Hall, the official disciple area.

Inside the quiet courtyard.

"Drink!"

"Hah!"

A tall and athletic young man wearing a cyan practice uniform, sweating under the scorching sun and practicing knives.

It's just that the knife that has been practiced and used is an artificial tool made of wood.

But every time the wooden knife in his hand was swung and slashed, there was still a crisp sound of breaking through the air, the momentum was coherent, and the shadow of the knife was endless.

The wooden knife, which has no deterrent power, is also wielded by him, and it is fierce.

However, a wooden knife is still a wooden knife.

There is no such thing as a heavy real knife.

But there is no way, most of the equipment used in the cultivation of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Hall is wooden equipment, which provides the knowledge of formal disciples' practice and medicinal food and medicinal baths.

However, it is not provided, and weapons such as large swords and swords made of metal need to be purchased at your own expense.

However, these are also reasonable, the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall is not known for its knife skills, and is mostly famous for some exercises such as fist and foot kung fu.

And if you want to learn any powerful sword technique, it is unless you become a personal disciple of the hall owner.

And since ancient times, iron tools are expensive, hundreds of disciples up and down the Jinhong Martial Arts Pavilion, if everyone is equipped with a big knife, the cost is unimaginable.

Shen Xiu had heard of the forging shop outside, and he had learned that it was the most ordinary broadsword, and it also needed several taels of silver, before, he hadn't gotten the first month's monthly money, so where did he have the extra money to buy a broadsword during cultivation.

But now this wooden knife is also an expedient measure.

Shen Xiu in the side courtyard continued, and began to dance for a stick of incense again.

At this time, he was already sweating, the bulging muscles on his body were full of explosive power, and layers of delicate sweat beads appeared on the skin on the surface.

Suddenly, Shen Xiu felt something.

An incomparably coherent sound of breaking the air suddenly came out, and the strength of the big knife in his hand changed, and as the knife momentum went down, it suddenly accelerated, and the knife slashed directly at the stone table in front of him.

There was a bang.

A recoiling force pierced his wrist, and the stone table shattered in half with a cracking sound.

"The second realm has become."

The consumption of physical strength made Shen Xiu only feel a dry mouth for a while, but when he saw this scene, his expression was still secretly surprised.

Don't worry about the stone table that has been broken, open the properties on the panel light curtain to view.

[Blood Battle Sword Method: Second Realm First Glimpse Door Path 0.1%]

In the round of the bloody battle knife technique, the proficiency at this time has changed from the first entry to the second realm, reaching the point of getting a first glimpse of the doorway.

It's a good way to get started.

It was not in vain that he had eaten enough five servings of Peiyuan soup with strong medicinal power in this month, and he also spent most of his time on the bloody battle knife technique.

Now in the face of any accidents, it should also be a little self-preservation.

Looking at the scene in the courtyard, Shen Xiu thought involuntarily.

However, now he has to get a real big knife.

Thinking of this, Shen Xiu stayed in the courtyard for a while, rested for a while, drank a few sips of water, and then went to the Foreign Affairs Hall and got the monthly money and two taels of silver belonging to the official disciples.

Two taels of silver went to buy a big knife, which was a bit shabby to say, but Shen Xiu still planned to go to the forging shop to have a look.

However, things were still too idealistic, and Shen Xiu rushed to the nearest forging shop, the Hundred Refining Hall.

Only then did I find out that even the most ordinary broadsword costs about five taels of silver.

The purchasing power of five taels of silver is enough for the expenses of an ordinary resident of Taixi City for a family of three for a month, but this is the price of an ordinary broadsword.

A better ten forging knife and a hundred forging knives, the silver cost is even more sky-high, and everyone who looks at it is dumbfounded.

Only then did Shen Xiu feel that why there were more people who practiced fists and feet, I am afraid that there was a more serious problem, that is, there was no money to buy a knife.

Walking down the remote street, intending to look at other shops, after walking for a while, Shen Xiu saw a shop at the end with a sign of the Yang family's blacksmith shop.

The decoration façade of this blacksmith shop is still incomparable to the size of the previous shop, Bailiantang, because it is a little shabby, and it can be said that there is almost no comparison.

Shen Xiu went in to take a look and found that most of the shops were some iron tools inside hoes and shovels.

As for the weapons he was looking for and the like, there were only a few scattered in the corner.

And the condition is not very good, it looks like it has been left for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust hanging on it.

But now, Shen Xiu's money bag is shy, and he doesn't have much to worry about.

"Master, how do you sell this knife?"

Shen Xiu picked up a three-foot knife and found that the workmanship was really average, very rough, but the weight was okay.

Seeing that someone had come to do business, the man who was playing a hoe in the iron shop immediately ran over, his face excited.

"Brother buy a knife, this knife looks average, but it is definitely good for a price, five taels of silver."

The corners of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched, and black lines floated across his forehead.

The big knife of the Bailian Hall in front of him is only five taels of silver, just such a thing, and he dares to call five taels, and he also dares to shout and dare to sell.

Hearing the price, Shen Xiu put down the big knife and turned around and left.

"Don't ...... Don't brother, the price is negotiable, if the brother likes it, how about taking three taels of silver? ”

Seeing Shen Xiu's appearance of leaving directly without interest, Blacksmith Yang suddenly became a little anxious.

He himself was born in the casting of agricultural tools, but when he was young, he was inevitably a little high-spirited, thinking that he could become a big knife shop like Bailiantang and open a branch of the Dajing Dynasty.

So I don't know where I learned the knife training technique, and then I made a decisive move, and with great interest, I cast a few weapons and wasted a lot of materials.

How do you know that he was originally born in a half-hanger, and the knife casting process is inevitably a little rough, and the result is that ordinary people can't use it, and people who practice martial arts can't look down on it.

These weapons have been left unattended on the table in his shop for several years.

Every time his mother-in-law saw those weapons, she would pull her ears and scold him, and every time she thought about it, Blacksmith Yang felt full of sadness and depression.

This will be a rare employer, where does he want to let go?

Shen Xiu naturally didn't want to leave, he made this gesture, just to suppress the price, and at this time, listening to the blacksmith's shout, he stopped taking advantage of the situation.

"A tael of silver." Shen Xiu's tone calmly spit out a price.

The man who struck the iron almost vomited blood, and his expression was distorted, as if he had drunk eighty-two years of old vinegar.

"Didn't you want my life? Even if I melt the knife and sell the materials, it won't be more than that. ”

"Then the master should save his life, I am more kind and don't want to kill." Saying that, Shen Xiu turned around again and wanted to leave.

Blacksmith Yang's face was red, looking at Shen Xiu's footsteps leaving, he stomped his feet and gritted his teeth, "His grandmother's, one or two is one or two, Lao Tzu was a sin in his last life, and he actually thought about casting a knife in a daze." ”

Shen Xiu stopped, smiled with a big smile, "Can it be cheaper?" ”

Blacksmith Yang's face was flushed, his forehead was bulging, and he wanted to drive people away when he lifted the hoe at hand.

You could tell he was angry.

Seeing that the price of this gesture should be pressed to the end, Shen Xiu smiled, took out a tael of silver, and left with the big knife.