The stolen goods vault was not an important place in the first place, and it was rarely visited except for official business.

Otherwise, Zhang Youfu would not have easily hidden here for many years, and his true identity would not have been discovered.

And he dared to come back here after being so seriously injured today, and he was able to come and go freely with light skills.

It's because it's sparsely populated, so you don't have to worry about being seen.

If it weren't for the remoteness of this place, and Zhang Youfu was familiar with the Minggang and secret sentry of the Divine Capture Gate, otherwise, he would be covered in blood, where could he let him come and go so casually.

After all, the Divine Capture Gate now has two more five-grade silver medal catchers and four or five iron-clad catchers, and they are heavily guarded, where can people sneak in casually.

The silver medal catcher is the silver-clothed head catcher in the mouth of the people in the rivers and lakes, and Yang Jin only knew about it after he arrived at the god hunting gate.

All the grades of the Divine Catcher are not distinguished by the color specifications of the clothes, but by the waist badge seal on each catcher.

The silver medal catcher is the silver-clothed catcher in the mouth of the Jianghu people, but in order to make it easy for people to distinguish, they are slowly distinguished by the color of the clothes.

The stolen penalty vault is indeed secluded and leisurely, Yang Jin has practiced for most of the hour, and no one has passed by the stolen penalty vault, or come here to find him for official business.

"No wonder Zhang Youfu, the old fox, chose to punish the treasury for this idle errand, this is indeed a good errand to hide.

Not only is it idle, but no one disturbs it, and it is not eye-catching. ”

Yang Jin practiced the sword until his body felt that he was about to reach the limit, and he couldn't hold on anymore before stopping.

He put away his swordsmanship, stood still, threw the branch in his hand, raised his hands to the center of his eyebrows, and then slowly pressed down to his abdomen, and gently stepped on the ground with his left foot, exhaling a long breath.

A long breath of turbid air shot straight out of his mouth with Yang Jin's movements, like an air arrow that suddenly shot out.

This breath was long enough, as if it had exhaled all the air in Yang Jin's lungs, and it took twenty or thirty breaths.

With the spit out of this turbid breath, his body was suddenly steaming, sweating profusely, and there was a faint black grease on the sweat on his skin.

The last action of Yang Jin stopping the sword and closing the style is not any of the "Three Treasures Arhat Boxing".

But when he first saw Master Linghui teach him this set of boxing techniques, he also learned to do it.

Before, every time Master Linghui practiced this set of "Three Treasures Arhat Boxing" for Yang Jin, at the end, he raised his eyebrows with both hands.

Then slowly press down to the abdomen, and gently step on the ground with your left foot, exhaling all the turbidity in your body in this long breath.

However, Master Linghui's skills are profound, and the air arrows he spit out at that time were similar to the bows and arrows he really shot in Yang Jin's opinion, as far as three zhang away, and they would not disperse for a long time.

When Yang Jin practiced the "Three Treasures Arhat Boxing" before, it was always the time to close the ceremony at the end.

He also learned to raise his hands to the center of his eyebrows like Master Linghui, then slowly pressed down to his abdomen, gently stepped on the ground with his left foot, and finally exhaled.

But he didn't realize what was so mysterious about this last move before.

Just now, he was blessed to his soul, and after he saw it after practicing, he suddenly wanted to do this action, but he didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good.

He felt that the waste accumulated in his body was eliminated from his body with this turbid breath, and his body suddenly seemed to be relieved of its heavy burden and lightened a lot.

It's very similar to the feeling of being washed and reborn after waking up this morning.

The more Yang Jin cultivates now, the more he feels that the set of "Three Treasures Arhat Fist" passed on to him by Master Linghui is really profound and mysterious.

The subtleties and mysteries can only be experienced by oneself, but cannot be explained in detail.

Now he just learned a trace of this foundation-building magic skill by chance, and he felt that he had benefited immensely.

I really don't know how powerful those masters who have practiced this magic skill to perfection and reached the peak of their mastery?

After Yang Jin finished practicing his sword, he first fetched a bucket of water next to the well in the yard, washed it hastily, and washed the dirt and impurities on his body.

Then I found some more pieces of wood before returning to the storeroom.

He sat at the door of the warehouse, carefully checking that no one was nearby, and then took out a very small package in a corner.

When I opened the package, there were pieces of black cloth, the size of a palm, with holes in them.

In addition to a few pieces of black cloth, there was a piece of paper with a red imprint on it.

Yang Jin is now following the appearance of these black cloth pieces and the red marks on the paper, using his hidden weapon flying knife to carefully carve on the wood chips.

Although he had never learned carving before, he didn't know anything about it.

However, because he is now practicing martial arts, it is still not a problem to carve on wood chips with throwing knives.

He now practices boxing and swords every day, practicing diligently, and his hands and feet have become extremely flexible.

In addition, every night, I practiced the secret weapon technique "Chasing Stars and Shooting the Thirteen Potentials" diligently, and pondered carefully.

The control of the force on the throwing knife is naturally extremely subtle, and it is naturally not a problem to use it to carve on wooden blocks.

At the beginning, because Yang Jin didn't know how to carve, he used a flying knife to carve a knife on a piece of wood, and he was still a little rusty and unorganized.

However, after a short period of practice on wood chips, he became more familiar with the technique of carving wooden blocks with throwing knives.

The so-called one law, one hundred laws.

This carving method is also the same as the cultivation of martial arts, which is about the strength of the knife technique, and there is nothing particularly surprising.

It's like he used his long sword to cut the mutton before, only if he has mastered all aspects of the strength and eyesight techniques, things will become very simple.

As Yang Jin gradually became familiar with the way of carving, the way he carved things on the wood chips with the flying knife in his hand also became more and more likely.

This carved wooden block is like practicing martial arts and swords in his hands, and now Yang Jin is using the carving of flying knives on wood chips as sword practice.

As the flying knife in Yang Jin's hand rose and fell rapidly on the wood chips, the sawdust flew for a while.

After a while, the appearance of the carved thing on the wood chip came out.

If you look closely, the appearance of this carved thing is very familiar, and the appearance is also very peculiar.

How is it so similar to the strangely shaped fan pendant of "Pink Butterfly Langjun" Dai Zhiguang?

It shouldn't be said to be like, but almost exactly the same!

Really!

Yang Jin is now using wood chips to carve Dai Zhiguang's strangely shaped fan pendant.

Even the four irregular hollows in the fan pendant are exactly the same.

Now he had in front of him all the black cloth with holes and the red marks on the paper, all of which were made of the fan pendant as a mold.

These were all ideas that Yang Jin came up with in a flash of inspiration just now after seeing the bloody clothes that Zhang Youfu threw on the ground.

Just now, he used the excuse of helping Zhang Youfu dispose of those bloodstained night clothes.

With the fan pendant, he finally left the sight of Zhang Youfu, the old fox.

So it was by taking this opportunity that he secretly used the fan pendant as a mold to make several rubbings.

Those pieces of black cloth with holes were cut off by Yang Jin with a flying knife on Zhang Youfu's bloody night clothes according to the appearance of the fan pendant.

Even the holes in the top are cut one by one, and each piece is the same.

For fear of making a mistake, he also cut several pieces in a row.

As for the imprint on the piece of paper, it was also drawn from the blood on the bloody clothes in the shape of a fan pendant.

Zhang Youfu found that there were blood stains on the fan pendant, and it was at this time that he got it.

It was only because Yang Jin didn't completely wipe it off for a while that he found out.

As for this piece of paper for rubbing, it was Yang Jin who secretly hid a piece of paper in his sleeve when he handed Zhang Youfu a pen and paper.

Yang Jin has those cut black cloth pieces, and he has to add such a snake to the painting, and in one more move, he uses paper rubbing.

I am afraid that the fabric of the night clothes will be soft and shrink when there is tension.

He was afraid that he would stay with Zhang Youfu for too long, and if the blood on his clothes dried overnight, it would be the same as if his clothes had shrunk after washing.

Isn't it wrong to get the size of the fan pendant on the cloth piece?

You must know that the words on the fan surface of the stainless steel folding fan of "Pink Butterfly Langjun" Dai Zhiguang are very small.

In case the size of the pendant is wrong, and he Yang is practicing blindly according to the wrong martial arts cheats, then the fun will be great.

Perhaps, he Yang may be the next Western Poison Ouyang Feng!

After carving more than a dozen wooden fan pendants in a row, Yang Jin stopped.

He compared the carved wooden fan pendant with the imprint on the paper one by one, not letting go of the slightest, for fear that there would be a little mismatch.

Not bad, two of them are completely up to standard, not a single bit.

Yang Jin carefully put away the two that he had picked out and the paper with the fan pendant printed on it.

The rest of the carved pieces of wood and the pieces of black cloth were burned by him.

Now that the stainless steel folding fan is not here, Yang Jin can only wait until noon to go back to see if this pendant has anything to do with the words on the face.

Seeing that it was still early, before it was time to eat lunch, Yang Jin found a few large wooden boards.

Put the wooden board on the table, squat on the horse, and prepare to use a brush dipped in water to practice calligraphy on the wooden board.

Compared with practicing swords, he is more accustomed to practicing calligraphy at the same time, with the unique method of breathing, breathing, breathing, and pranayama to condense qi and blood, quench the body and strengthen the bones, and cultivate the foundation.

Use water to practice calligraphy to save paper, and you don't need to spend time grinding ink to wash the inkstone.

Then the water on the board dries quickly, and you can replace one piece with the next one after writing.

And before he had finished writing all the planks, he had done the first one.

So in this way, without delaying him from practicing calligraphy at all, Yang Jin can practice writing one by one without stopping.

He had never practiced soft calligraphy in his previous life, and he only started to write with a brush after reading and writing with Zhang Youfu in the past few days.

So at the beginning of the practice, I was not very adaptable, and now I write the same words as spiders, and I am really ashamed to see people.

He is now practicing the words as soon as possible, after all, words are like people, and a bad word really can't be taken out to meet people.

Of course, now for him, practicing calligraphy is also part of martial arts practice.