As the dull voice came out, Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming showed his Rilun Knife to Chu Yang, just from the appearance, it was basically not related to the "knife".

It was a long iron chain, with a broadaxe with a single blade at one end and a meteor hammer covered with iron spikes at the other, which was very visually striking.

With the battle style of Sorrow Mingyu Xingming's own wide opening and closing, it is quite a violent aesthetics.

"My weapon is relatively extreme, there is not much reference value, as long as it is conducive to combat, it doesn't matter if it is a knife or not." Sorrowful Mingyu waved the weapon in his hand, and the sharp wind whistle suddenly echoed in the courtyard.

Strong winds swept across the courtyard.

Let Chu Yang, who was standing in the distance, feel a suppressed force.

"There's a lot of high-purity orangutan scarlet iron in it, so it's very heavy, and you can try wielding it." Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming put the weapon on the ground and motioned for Chu Yang to go over and get it, he wanted to use this to test how strong Chu Yang was.

The moment the chain was in hand, Chu Yang felt a little heavy, he took a deep breath, pulled the chain hard, and lifted the weapons at both ends.

Grief Mingyu Xingming asked, "Can you try wielding it?" ”

Chu Yang nodded, and danced the weapon in his hand like a tiger, looking very relaxed, and the atmosphere was not breathing.

Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming was very surprised, he had already emphasized just now, this weapon was very heavy, and no one in the entire ghost killing team could use it except him.

But Chu Yang picked it up effortlessly for the first contact, and he used it with ease.

Grief Mingyu Xingming realized that his idea of wanting to help Chu Yang polish his body might be wrong.

He seems to have been born with a perfect adaptation to his own strength.

"You put it down first." After Chu Yang put down the chain, he silently took back the weapon and put it away, and then said: "Your talent is excellent, so my requirements for you will be higher, when you can master the breath of the rock, I will recommend you for the final selection." ”

"The final selection is the Ghost Slayer Swordsman Trial, where you will face your fears, fight to the death against the ghosts, and survive to become a Demon Slayer Swordsman, and vice ......versa."

Chu Yang smiled: "Don't worry, I still have this awareness." ”

"Then I have nothing more to tell you." Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming turned around and entered the room, and as he walked, he said, "There are some tanks in the backyard, and there is a spring on the top of this mountain, you remember to fill these tanks every day." ”

Chu Yang smacked his lips, he remembered the cultivation methods he had watched on TV before, and asked in a tentative tone, "Mr. Xingming, there won't be any problems with the tools for carrying water, right?" ”

Sorrowful Mingyu paused for a moment, and turned his head sideways with a surprised expression, "You are quite sharp, that is the method I used to exercise myself before, you can see it when you go and see it." ”

Really!

After a while, Chu Yang came to the backyard, and next to a large pile of water tanks, he saw two large conical buckets, which could not stand on the ground at all, and were close to the side of the water tank.

The two buckets are still made of iron, and even the flat poles are iron, and they are connected by iron chains.

"Tsk, it's really an ascetic, you can think of this kind of anti-human exercise, conservatively estimated, it all adds up to hundreds of kilograms, right?" Chu Yang felt that under normal circumstances, Grief Mingyu might not be able to provoke it.

Unless he's always in a state of full concentration.

Therefore, the set of exercise equipment in front of him should be used to practice the state of [Complete Concentration: Changzhong].

"Go up the mountain!" Chu Yang carried the flat burden on his shoulders, didn't feel any pressure, and then walked out of the temple in the sun.

Unexpectedly, Mingming Yu Xingming stood at the door and stared at him, with a few new buckets at his feet, he folded his hands and said: "With your strength, two iron buckets can't play a role in exercising, add these." ”

Chu Yang's eyes were about to pop out, how many tons of these barrels must weigh together, right?

Are you kidding?

Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming's expression looked very serious, not like a joke, so Chu Yang immediately dispelled the idea of resisting and obediently added those buckets to both ends of the flat pole.

In this way, Chu Yang really felt the pressure, and subconsciously carried out all concentrated breathing, trying to reduce the burden on his body.

Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming felt the natural breath of the rock on Chu Yang's body, smiled, and turned back to the temple.

The mountain road was rugged, and it was easy to slip under his feet, and Chu Yang tripped after not taking a few steps, and he stumbled and almost rolled down the hillside.

The frightened Chu Yang took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, the sweat left on his forehead slowly blurred his vision.

At the critical moment, a steady stream of vitality in his body poured out, relieving Chu Yang's fatigue at the moment, and he stepped forward again, his body calm.

Sadness Mingyu Xing sat in front of the Buddha statue and continued to chant sutras, the sun set in the west mountain, the sky outside the house gradually darkened, and the moonlight instead of the sun shone on the earth.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming got up and walked out of the temple, preparing to find Chu Yang, if it was too late, Chu Yang might be in danger.

Not long after walking out of the temple, Sorrow Mingyu Xingming heard a sound of footsteps in front of him, so he put his heart down and stood quietly in place and waited.

Chu Yang walked slowly towards the temple, only half of the water in the bucket was left, and the other half was all spilled on the road.

The sweat had completely wet Chu Yang's clothes, and they hung heavily on his body, even so, Chu Yang was still trying to maintain a state of concentrated breathing, otherwise he would not be able to hold on to going down the mountain at all.

When he walked in front of Sorrow Mingyu Xingming, Chu Yang's feet were weak and suddenly he lost his strength, and he fell straight down.

Grief Mingyu Xingming stretched out his hand, holding the flat burden firmly with one hand.

The two buckets shook slightly, calming down, and the other hand held Chu Yang.

"You did a very good job, I thought I was going to pick you up in the mountains." The sorrowful Mingyu Xingming smiled, as if the Buddha enshrined in the temple was compassionate.

Chu Yang also replied with a smile, and before he could speak, he fainted.

It was only at this moment that his full concentrated breathing was lifted.

Sorrowful Mingyu nodded secretly, took him back to his room to rest, and then went to the backyard to pour the spring water that Chu Yang had worked so hard to transport into the water tank.

Since then, Chu Yang has gone up the mountain to carry water every day.

At first, he had to set off at dawn and not go down until dark, and he only had half a bucket of water each time, so there was no way to ensure that the water would not spill.

As he became more proficient at breathing in the rocks, the time it took to descend the mountain gradually decreased, and gradually, he was able to get back to the temple before dark, and the two buckets had more and more water.

Half a month later, Chu Yang was already able to rush back to the temple before dusk, and guaranteed that not a single drop of water in the bucket would be spilled.

After this half a month of training, Chu Yang can maintain a stable state of concentrated breathing under any intense exercise.

And the water tank in the backyard was also filled by Chu Yang, which was enough to use it for a long time.

Sorrowful Mingyu watched all this silently, and the shock in his heart had nowhere to tell.

The training he set for Chu Yang was actually aimed at half a year, but he didn't expect Chu Yang to complete it in half a month.

The next day, the special unit in charge of the logistics of the ghost killing team "hidden" came to the door, and they came to deliver things to the mourning island.

It turned out that as early as half a month ago, the Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming, who decided to accept Chu Yang, had customized a batch of heavy weapons to the Knife Smith Village in advance.

This was prepared by Sorrow Mingyu Xingming for Chu Yang, and the latter had to choose his own handy among these weapons.

How do you know what weapon you'll like without trying it yourself?

These weapons contain different types of Orangutan Scarlet Iron and Orangutan Crimson Ore.

But without exception, they are all very heavy and extremely lethal.

Just to carry these heavy cold weapons, "hidden" dispatched a lot of team members.