In the early morning, the sky and the earth were covered by dense fog, and the vegetation was covered with dewdrops, since there were more willow trees in the back mountain, the vegetation within a radius of seven hundred miles of the entire Hammerstone tribe grew extremely luxuriantly, full of thin vitality, and in the morning took a deep breath, only feeling refreshed.

Early in the morning, on the tribal martial arts arena, there was a masculine cheer, this is the tribe's warriors in practice, the children used to be carefree, can sleep until they wake up naturally, but since the tribe's vitality has improved, they will be woken up by their mothers early in the morning, no matter how old, they have to go out to perform martial arts with the warriors.

In the past, the scene of strong people occupying all the martial arts platforms is no longer there, and the extra children make this morning's drill a little more energetic and a little less ruthless.

The little fat man was supposed to go to perform martial arts, but today he didn't go, but climbed up the back mountain early, stood thousands of feet away from the willow tree with his hands behind his back, paced left and right, and looked at the figure sitting under the willow tree from time to time, as if he had something on his mind, but he didn't dare to walk over.

When the warm sun shone on the earth, the man sitting under the willow tree opened his eyes, and he glanced at the little fat man in the distance, and said, "Since there is something, why bother with it?"

The little fat man blushed, like a child who had made a mistake, and walked over with his head down, without saying a word.

"Say, what do you want?" Qin Mo asked calmly.

These days, the changes in the tribe are naturally inseparable from Qin Mo, most of the things in his storage bag were brought to the tribe by the little fat man with storage jade, including the corpses of the alien races he killed, as well as most of the Yuan Essence and Spirit Stones.

Of course, the original stone Qin Mo was not taken out, it was mainly given to the tribe, and it could not be used, although the original core in the original stone was a treasure for refining the body, but for the people of the tribe, it was too domineering, and it was not suitable for children to use in the medicine to refine the bloodline.

Qin Mo planned to wait for the tribe powerhouses to grow to a certain level, and then use the protonucleus to further strengthen them, with his current physique, he couldn't use the protonucleus below the holy level at all, unless he reached the half-step holy level, even the heaven-level protonucleus would have no effect on his physical body.

was seen through by the young patriarch, the little fat man was a little embarrassed, and squeaked for a long time, but he didn't say what he said in his heart.

He felt that the young patriarch had brought too many changes to the tribe, and he had benefited the most, and it stood to reason that he should not ask the young patriarch for anything.

However, I am afraid that in addition to the young patriarch, the tribe will not be able to help him, so he came early in the morning, but he is embarrassed to speak.

"Okay, let's go. After Qin Mo finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

The little fat man immediately became anxious, and blurted out: "Don't, young patriarch, I have something, do you have anything here, do you have a competent martial ...... Weapons......"

His voice became quieter and quieter, and in the end he simply fell silent, just buried his head, blushed and the corners of his hands, ready to be rejected.

Qin Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "If there is something, I don't know, whether you can hold it." ”

"Really?" The little fat man immediately raised his head, his face was full of excitement, and he was about to speak, but he was embarrassed to get up, and said in a low voice, "Yes, can you give it to me, give me a hand." ”

"What kind of weapon do you want?" Qin Mo asked.

"Sword, I want a sword. The little fat man said with a look of longing.

Qin Mo didn't answer, as soon as his thoughts moved, dozens of swords were suspended in front of him, each of them exuding a sharp aura, and the sword intent flowed in it, looking unruly.

Naturally, these were scavenged by him from the Ginseng King, and there were many weapons and treasures in his storage bag, which he would have almost forgotten if it hadn't been for the little fat man mentioning them.

The little fat man was startled, and looked at these swords in front of him excitedly, but he didn't expect that as soon as the young patriarch made a move, he took out dozens of them as if he were selling rags.

However, he shot like selling rags, these swords are not rags, the little fat man who has been fond of swords since he was a child has never seen such a good sword in his life, he has never seen a single one, let alone a dozen.

When these swords appeared in front of him, he had an extremely cordial feeling, and he wanted each one, but he knew that even if the young patriarch would give it to him, he could only take one, which was already a generous gift.

"Take your pick. Qin Mo said.

"May I?"

"Yes. ”

The little fat man immediately looked at it excitedly, he opened the acupoint, and recently his cultivation has risen sharply, and with Qin Lin's permission, he learned a swordsmanship in the tribe's library hall, although the level is not high, but it is extremely practical, but the problem is that the tribe's weapons are mainly knives, and there are very few swords.

When he arrived at the Weapon Hall, he found some swords, but they were all rough and could not stand the comparison at all, so he had the idea of asking the young patriarch for it.

However, the little fat man likes swords, but he doesn't understand swords, looking at these swords in front of him, he thinks they are all very good, he wants every one, and it is difficult to choose for a while, and finally he looked at Qin Mo and said with a squeak: "Young patriarch, can you ...... Can you give ...... Pick one for me?"

After speaking, he lowered his head again, looking for the young patriarch to ask for a sword, it was already very embarrassing, and now he still needs someone to choose, he really wants to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Qin Mo shook his head again, but he was also stumped, he didn't know how to use swords, how could he choose for the little fat man?

After pondering for a moment, Qin Mo asked, "What kind of sword do you want?"

"The best sword. The little fat man blurted out.

"It's not a small thought. Qin Mo nodded and asked again, "What are the requirements?"

"It's more, it's better. The little fat man blushed to the base of his neck.

Although Qin Mo doesn't understand swords, he understands the meaning, he can feel the meaning in these swords, the little fat man's request may not be met by others, he just has a suitable sword here.

Raising his hand, he took off the prosaic sword on the very edge, handed it to the little fat man, and returned the rest of the sword to the storage bag.

Holding the sword in his hand, the little fat man was a little disappointed, this sword is really too bland, where is it good? He said that he wanted more swords, in fact, he just wanted to ask for more, but he didn't expect the young patriarch to actually pick such a one for him, and he was naturally uncomfortable in his heart.

But what he said was what he said, and besides, he still begged for it, so naturally he didn't dare to get angry, so he had to be aggrieved in his heart, and he knew that he would pick a hand.

Qin Mo seemed to see his thoughts, and said with a smile: "I haven't used it yet, how do I know that this sword is not good?"

As soon as the little fat man heard this, he immediately injected his vitality into the sword, and suddenly a huge sword intent penetrated into his heart, and the sea of knowledge suddenly turned over the river, as if tens of thousands of swords stabbed at him, and the huge sword intent seemed to crush his soul, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Seeing that he was a little weak, Qin Mo raised his hand and flicked it lightly towards the sword body, and with a soft roar, the countless stabbing swords in the sea of the little fat man disappeared, and the sword intent also disappeared, and when he opened his eyes, he still saw the ordinary sword.

He was surprised and delighted, and before he could speak, Qin Mo said: "This sword is famous for ten thousand, and tens of thousands of sword shadows can appear when facing the enemy, cutting the enemy invisible, the sword intent is majestic, and it can be included in the list of famous swords, but it is just ......"

"But what?" the little fat man happily hugged the sword.

"With your current cultivation, it is difficult to control this sword, you must raise the sword for ten years, and penetrate the sword intent before you can be superb, so you can't get out of the sheath!" Qin Mo warned.

"Ten years!" the little fat man froze.

"Put away the scabbard and do what you have to do. "This is to drive the little fat man away.

The little fat man wanted to speak and stopped, and after thanking him, he had to take the sword and leave in a huff, obviously for him, ten years was too long.

The reason why he came to ask for a sword is another reason, that is, a scene that day made him feel too humble, and he wanted to improve his strength as much as possible, one day, he would no longer stand behind the young patriarch and let the young patriarch make a shield for him, he wanted a sharp sword to protect the entire Hammerstone tribe and protect the young patriarch.

"Why don't you give him an ordinary sword?" said Aoba Yakuo with a qiē in his eyes.

With his realm, he naturally knew that it would take more than ten years for this sword to be truly controlled, and if he was in a hurry, he was likely to be injured by the sword intent, and in the end, he would not get anything.

He said, if you want a good sword, I will give him a good sword, and in turn he must bear the price for his choice. Speaking of this, Qin Mo sighed, "What's more, I hope that he can grow up as much as he can, and sharpen not only his sword, but also his heart." ”

"Kenshin really needs to be sharpened. Aoba Yakuo said, "But it's so radical, isn't it a little bit of a sprout?"

"He chose a sword, not a sword. Qin Mo shook his head, "The sword is a straight weapon, the heart must also be straight, and the path you walk must naturally be straight, if you don't have the belief to overcome obstacles, you can't sharpen the sword heart." ”

"Aren't you good at knives?" asked Aoba Yakuoh.

"But I got a glimpse of the sword intent. Qin Mo replied with a smile, he doesn't know the sword, and he may not be able to use the sword in this life, but he has a glimpse of the sword intent.

The Aoba Medicine King didn't say much, Qin Mo was talking about "peeping" instead of enlightenment, so he could only stand outside the threshold of the sword forever.

If the little fat man can understand the sword heart, he will naturally overcome obstacles in the future and go straight to the end, but this road is much more difficult than the road of the sword.

The knife is curved, so the person who uses the knife will take many detours, but as long as it is tempered by time, the knife technique will be completed and reach the realm of deification.

Speaking of this, that cyan figure suddenly appeared in Qin Mo's mind, her sword intent and sword intent had already penetrated, if she was still there, maybe the person who said this to the little fat man would not be herself.

After calming his thoughts, Qin Mo raised his head and looked at the sky, at this moment his injuries had healed, and his cultivation was much more refined than before, not only because of the life and death tribulation that did not help him, but also because of the benefits brought by the essence of the Ginseng King.

"Hey, on a whim. Qin Mo said suddenly.

His heart was originally very calm, but his blood suddenly boiled, Qin Mo himself didn't expect that this whim would be so sudden, and it was without taking the Blood Exchange Pill.

Sitting cross-legged, Qin Mo felt the change in his blood, and at this time, the qi and blood suddenly began to release involuntarily, and a huge breath rushed out of the body and spread around, completely uncontrolled.

However, Qin Mo didn't mean to stop it, and immediately followed by the thick qi and blood that suddenly rushed into the sky, as if to break through the clouds......