After looking around, Chen Feng walked to the arsenal room, and the heavy stone door exuded a quaint atmosphere. Untie the jade pendant from your neck and put it into the groove next to the door, rotate half a circle to the right, and the stone door will slowly rise.

The moment the door opened, a sharp breath hit him, and after hesitating for a while, Chen Feng took the jade pendant and walked into the stone room, the stone door was closed, and the room was a sealed space, and there was no vent, but there was no stuffy feeling at all.

In the center is a large open space, a circle of swords against the wall, guns and halberds hanging on the wall, and a weapon shining with a dazzling silver light, as if showing its sharpness is good to be carried by Chenfeng.

The scabbard of the sword on the sword frame was covered with dust, but the blades of exposed swords, guns, halberds and other sharp weapons were as smooth as new.

Gently stroking each sharp weapon beside him, feeling the unique texture of the weapon, Chen Feng didn't know how to choose, and he couldn't bear to give up any of them.

Suddenly felt a hard object under his feet, and in front of him was a handle with a simple pattern, holding the handle, Chen Feng was shocked in his heart, and the life-check pattern of his left hand formed a feeling of blood connection between the handle.

With a little force, he pulled it out of the limestone brick, it turned out to be a short black dagger, the all-black dagger was about eight inches long, covered with corrugated wisps of hollow pattern blood groove, the dark dagger body was smooth but not reflective, but there was some light absorption, which was difficult to find in the dim light.

The brown grip is carved with a quaint anti-slip pattern, and I don't know what material it is made of, and it is a little difficult to wield it with the power of the wind.

A daggard with the same pattern as the grip, lying quietly on a weapon rack next to it, inserting the black dagger into the dagger, there is no gap in the joint, as if it was made in one piece.

Chen Feng repeatedly played with this dagger that was not outstanding, and some couldn't put it down, pulled out the dagger and found two quaint small characters under the handle, presumably this is the name of the dagger, but Chen Feng didn't know it.

I had to put away the dagger first, and then ask the dead wood or the old man of the Luoshui tribe when I had the opportunity, the weapon had been selected, and then Chen Feng came to the collection room.

There is also a hall in the middle, but there are a few more stone tables, and the classics are placed on the bookshelves made out of the wall, and each bookshelf has the type of classics marked in block letters, and most of the classics are also in block letters or cursive fonts, fortunately it is not that ancient font, otherwise Chen Feng is estimated to be crazy.

The first bookshelf is full of historical classics and records of major events of various ethnic groups, and the second bookshelf is full of books on basic meditation and qi training and meridian joints. After that, there are body footwork, fist palm and leg method, weapon usage, external and internal strength, and miscellaneous self-creation.

Chen Feng did not rush to look for the exercise books directly, but first found a book of "Introduction to Dagger" and "Introduction to Internal Strength", and walked to a stone table in the hall and sat down to watch.

The Way of Weapons: Among the hundred soldiers, the gun is the king, the sword is the king, and the dagger is the evolution of the sword, which is more agile than the sword. An inch long is an inch strong, an inch short is an inch dangerous, and the dagger's close life hangs by a thread.

The dagger can be stabbed, chopped and sharpened by holding the dagger, and the dagger can be pierced, scratched and blocked by the reverse grip, and the sharp dagger can break the heavy armor. Hidden and nowhere to be seen, one of the daggers died in Huangquan.

It is rumored that Rao and Shun have daggers, and the earliest records in the classics are the Xia Dynasty, which is made of bronze, and is a self-defense weapon for soldiers and warriors, walkers and knights, which can be used to prevent and kill people in the near distance, and can be thrown to injure the enemy.

Introduction to internal strength: take the body as a guide, turn the spirit into qi, circulate the meridians, and return to the dantian. Ordinary internal strength can strengthen the body, strengthen the body, and cultivate the yuan, and the profound internal strength can turn the spirit into qi to protect oneself and hurt the enemy. 、

Internal strength is the practice of cultivating the body, nourishing the body from the inside out with qi stored in the dantian, which can achieve the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life.

After digesting the knowledge on the two books, Chen Feng got up and went to the weapons bookshelf to look for the dagger to use the exercises, and after looking through for a long time, he didn't find a satisfactory one, so he could only put away his thoughts first and find the cultivation classics of Huang Quanzhang.

When he came in, the clan elder said that he could copy it, but there was no pen and paper here, so Chen Feng had no choice but to put the exercises away and turned around and walked towards the door, wanting to ask for a pen and paper by the way, he asked for the small words on the dagger.

"Clan Elder!"

"Oh, so soon?"

"Elder, I want to transcribe Huangquan Zhang, but I can't find a pen and paper. ”

"It's my mistake, you come with me, I'll give you a pen and paper. ”

The old man of the Luoshui clan walked towards the passage by the door, Chen Feng trotted to follow, and then took out a dagger and asked, "Do you know what words are engraved on this dagger?"

Luo Shui looked back at the dagger in Chen Feng's hand, and then took it in surprise and said, "Smoke and rain dagger!

"Clan elder, it is impossible to walk around with swords, guns, swords and halberds in the world, but this dagger is more practical. ”

"That being said, there are so many daggers in the armory room, why did you choose this one?"

"Why does the clan elder ask that?"

"Many young people have thought about taking away the dagger when they come in, but they have no choice but to be injured if they can't use the dagger, unless the rain chooses you, no one can use this dagger. ”

"This smoke and rain dagger will also choose people?"

"Look at it!" The clan veteran Yanyu dagger came out of the sheath, and then slashed his fingers with the dagger, and the blood flowing from his fingertips dripped down the dagger and fell to the ground: "Yanyu Dagger is a spiritual dagger, and it is said that the soul of Emperor Rao in ancient times is transformed into it, and the blood cannot be touched by his body, unless Yanyu recognizes the master, otherwise he will be injured by the enemy with it." ”

Chen Feng took the dagger and slashed at the tip of his left finger, but he didn't even cut the skin, and Luo Shui was also surprised when he saw it.

"Huh, this rain dagger won't hurt you?"

Thinking of the feeling of the blood connection between the life grid and the dagger in his left palm, he gritted his teeth and put the dagger in the palm of his hand and pulled it hard, and suddenly a deep wound was cut in Chenfeng's palm. Blood gushed like a fountain.

At this time, a strange scene appeared, the dagger body of the smoke and rain dagger trembled slightly, and the blood of Chenfeng's palm flowed to the dagger and was all absorbed, as if the dagger was made of sponge.

After more than ten seconds of continuous heavy bleeding, Chen Feng began to feel a little dizzy, and at this time, the smoke and rain dagger seemed to be full, and the dagger began to glow a strange dark red.

Luo Shui hurriedly connected several large acupuncture points on the left side of Chen Feng, the wound in the palm of his hand slowly stopped bleeding, and the wound that was deep in the bones actually began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and two minutes later, the palm of his hand recovered in Luo Shui's frightened gaze.

It's just that Chen Feng was weak for a while, and he felt empty in his lower abdomen, as if he had been sucked away by something.

"You kid, what an outlier, you can actually cross the qi to mend injuries. Luo Shui put his palm on Chenfeng's lower abdomen, and felt that the dantian was empty, and the previous qi was gone.

Chen Feng asked towards Luoshui weakly: "Old Luoshui Clan, can you use the dagger technique?"

"Isn't there some dagger art books in the Archive Pavilion?"

"It felt awkward, and it didn't fit my body. ”

"I remember that there is another book, which is a dagger method created by the genius emperor Fu Wudao in the clan in previous years, when he practiced Huangquan Zhang, it seems to be called Biluo Huangquan. ”

Huangfu Wudao, the genius of the Huangfu clan, Chen Feng heard about his deeds as soon as he returned to the clan.

"Does he use a dagger too?"

"His weapon is a dagger handed down from antiquity, and its name is Devouring. ”

Outside a stone room, Chen Feng leaned against the wall, and Luo Shui went in and took the four treasures of the study to Chen Feng: "How do you feel?"

"It's okay, I'll just go meditate and rest for a while. Thank you, Elder!"

Looking at the back of Chen Feng staggering away, Luo Shui sighed in his heart, the smoke and rain dagger is an ancient murderous thing, what is the smoke and rain, cut the flesh into smoke, and sprinkle blood and tears for rain. The lord of this dagger will continue to kill all his life, and the people associated with it will not escape.

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I've always felt like I'm a poor second generation,

Suddenly, one day my dad told me, "Actually, you're not a poor second generation!"

I was ecstatic and said, "Dad, you're really not simple. ”

Dad said earnestly: "Actually, we have been poor for 18 generations. ”