Lu Shao will die!?

"Uncle Chen, are you sure it's the name?"

"I won't be wrong when I think about it, unless someone else knows the wrong one, and it's also wrong to tell me the name, what's wrong, Ah Shui, you won't know it, right?"

"I know, but I don't have a very good relationship with him, it's a bit of a gap."

......

Liang Qu returned home with a lot of worries.

There are only three martial arts halls in the town, and martial artists are a rarity, and there are definitely not so many cases of the same name and surname.

Lu Shaohui is not as responsible as Hu Qi, and he did nothing in the conflict a few days ago, highlighting a dereliction of duty.

But as a "substitute", he couldn't do anything to him, so he died like this......

Did he die two days ago and be found today, or did he die today?

Liang Qu thought about this question.

Lu Shaohui didn't show up in the martial arts hall for nearly two days, and the time point was after the conflict broke out that day and left, Hu Qi didn't find anyone when he tried to find him.

No, it's still early, so I'll have to check it out.

Thinking that the matter might be related to him, Liang Qu went to Uncle Chen's house to borrow a wooden bucket, wrapped it in a wet linen cloth with big demon feathers, stuffed it into a wooden bucket full of water, and hurried to Pingyang Town.

Whether it's a dinner at night or a visit to the senior brothers to see what the big demon feathers do, he will inevitably go to town today.

The matter was urgent, and Liang Qu had completed the sixteen-mile journey in only two and a half hours, and he pricked up his ears on the street.

"I heard that it was a martial artist, and he actually died in a broken temple, it's terrible."

"No, what I heard said that he was just a martial artist, but if he breaks the three levels, he will become a martial artist."

"Anyway, it's not an ordinary person, he died so miserably, the entire abdominal cavity was hollowed out, listening to the pretence, it may have been eaten by some monster, anyway, it wasn't a human doing."

"Youkai, isn't it, aren't we miserable? Will it eat us? ”

"It's just you, covered in skin and bones, and the monsters are disgusted."

Every tea shop and foot shop is talking about Lu Shaohui's death.

Liang Qu stopped a tea doctor: "Man, I want to ask, which broken temple did you say Lu Wushi died in?" Is it convenient to point the way? ”

Dr. Tea smiled and asked, "The guest officer came to have a bowl of tea?" ”

"I don't have to drink tea, I'm in a hurry." Liang Qu handed out five cents.

"Thank you." Dr. Tea smiled and put his coat away, pulled Liang Qu to the street, and pointed into the distance, "Look there, do you see that Huang's cloth shop?" ”

"Hmm."

"Take the small road behind the Huang's cloth shop, about two miles, you can see a wide dirt road, that is the bluestone road in front of the temple before, the bluestone slab was demolished and left, and it will take a quarter of an hour to walk along the road."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, I often come for tea when I have time."

Liang Qu didn't go to the broken temple, he turned around and went to the third senior brother's shop, Senior Brother Lu's blacksmith shop happened to be on the way to the Huang family's cloth shop, just to ask the big demon feathers what was the use.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"Senior Brother Liang? Why are you here now, you won't change your mind and change the tip style, right? ”

"No, I went out fishing last night and found something that was quite hot, and I wanted Senior Brother Lu to help me see what it was."

"Hot hands?"

Lu Gang saw the linen cloth in Liang Qu's hand, and got up from the stove: "Go, follow me into the house." ”

Quiet room.

Lu Gang closed the door and took the burlap bag handed by Liang Qu, and when his palm could still feel the burning sensation through the wet linen, he was surprised: "It's really hot." ”

"Hey, hey."

Liang Qu helped lift the linen cloth, and the heat emitted by the golden-red feathers distorted the air.

Lu Gang's pupils shrank: "Red fire mourning feathers? ”

"Senior Brother Lu, do you know?"

Lu Gang subconsciously turned around, and when he saw the door closed, he asked in a low voice, "Where did you get this?" ”

Liang Qu said about the battle between the two demons the night before and the process of discovering the bird feather the next day, but the discovery of the two beasts was changed by him to his own fishing.

"Senior Brother Liang, I don't even know what to say about your luck." Lu Gang sighed, "Do you know where this red bird mourning feather came from?" ”

"How?"

"I can't tell what kind of demon beast it is, but the giant fire bird you mentioned must be the Red Firebird.

The Red Firebird is extremely tenacious, and whenever it encounters mortal danger, it will inject the life essence of its whole body into some of its feathers, scattering it in all directions, so as to escape.

Among that part of the feathers, there will be one that has the most life essence, and it will use this feather to complete rebirth, some similar to the tail of a gecko, except that it breaks its entire body. ”

"Then my ......," Liang Qu looked forward to.

Lu Gang smiled: "Naturally, it can't be the one who wants Nirvana, otherwise you and I won't be able to get close to this feather at all." ”

"Okay."

"Senior Brother Liang, don't be dissatisfied, the Red Firebird is only ten or twenty scattered at a time, with its size, even if it is not a big head, it is also quite an amazing part of the life essence."

"What can it be used for?"

"It can help with cultivation, but I estimate that it is difficult for you to absorb the energy inside, and the life essences containing fire attributes are relatively violent, unless you are now in the martial arts realm after breaking the three levels, I don't recommend trying."

And if the energy in the feather is not replenished, it will be lost quickly, so I suggest that its life energy be channeled out at one time and used as a charcoal forging weapon, and I am eighty percent sure that it can add spirituality to the weapon. ”

Spiritual weapons?

Liang Qu heard this word for the first time.

"Spiritual weapons are extremely rare, because materials like the Red Fire Mourning Feather are difficult to obtain, and the adult Red Firebird must at least be a Zhenxiang Realm martial artist, and it may not be able to catch it, because the Red Firebird can fly, and it often takes two or three Zhenxiang Realm to round up.

One of the most important characteristics of a spiritual weapon is that it will repair and grow itself, as long as it has the same source of materials around it, it can be absorbed to repair itself, a large gap in the nail cover, put it for ten days.

No matter how good the weapons made of materials are, they will inevitably wear out after they are permanent, and most of the warriors who can let you use weapons to fight are of the same level, and they will not use them badly.

Like your fourth senior brother, they all asked me to exchange for I don't know how many swords, and every time I paid, I still deducted the swords. ”

Lu Gang, who had always spoken steadily, had a rare fluctuation in his tone.

"Then use it to make my spear."

Liang Qu immediately decided, it was difficult for him to hold this thing with his bare hands, let alone absorb the energy inside, rather than keep it for waste, it was better to strike while the iron was hot.

Originally, it was picked up by leakage, and you can't ask for too much, so it's worth the money for a spirit soldier.

"Okay, then I'll prepare as soon as possible, and Senior Brother Liang will sit first."

"No, I still have something to do, go out first, and I'll be back later."

"Okay."

"By the way, Lu Shaohui, does Senior Brother Lu Gang know each other?"

"Lu Shaohui? A little impression, our martial arts hall? He's a two-level martial artist, right? ”

Lu Gang thought about it, he made a living by striking iron, and he basically didn't need to go to the martial arts hall to make money, so he didn't know much about it, and his impression was vague.

"Yes, but since Senior Brother Lu is not familiar with it, forget it."

"What's going on?"

"He's dead."