When Xin Mu returned to Dancheng, it was already dusk, he slipped back to Nanhuangmen, washed his face, changed his clothes, swaggered into Baiquanpu, as usual, put the wooden chopping knife on the table, "Boss, do you have a good knife?"

"Hey, it's you, little brother! Yes, look at it here. The fat old man looked at Xin Mu, the old patron, with a smile.

On the weapon cabinet, all kinds of weapons are placed on the ground and hung all over the wall, with a variety of patterns and dazzling. Xin Mu looked around and asked, "What is the best knife?" "Of course, if it's the four-grade gilt knife of Nanhuangmen!" the fat boss replied immediately.

"Do you have one?" asked Xin Mu, confused. The fat old man smiled, "No! My best one is the second-grade green-backed knife." ”

"How to sell the second-grade green back knife?"

The fat old man's eyes were confused, and he said with a smile on his face: "Little brother, you are a regular customer, I will give you the lowest price, thirty red phosphorus pills." ”

"Thirty Red Phosphorus Pills, that's a lot! If you exchange it for a first-grade herb, wouldn't it be at least sixty!" Xin Mu said with his mouth wide open. "Hmm!" the fat old man nodded in embarrassment.

Xin Mu shook his head, "What if it's a second-grade or third-grade herb?"

"If you have a second-grade herb, there will naturally be a lot less, only twenty plants! If you have a third-grade herb, one plant is enough!" The young man in front of the fat old man knew that he couldn't take out the third-grade herbs, so he said deliberately.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure. The fat old man's face showed slight disdain.

"There are two Sanpin Rain Crystal Grasses here, one for the knife, and the other for thirty Red Phosphorus Pills!" Xin Mu said as he unburdened himself and laid out two blue-leaved herbs that were still stained with blood.

The fat old man's small eyes glared, and the small eyeballs almost didn't fall out, "Sanpin Yujing Grass?" His face was full of incredulity, he had opened Baiquan Shop for forty years, and it was the first time he had seen Sanpin Medicinal Herbs. He got closer and looked at it carefully, confirming that it was the Sanpin Yujing Grass, the fat on his face shook slightly, half of his heart was excited, half of it was regret, the excitement was that the Sanpin herb was really a rare treasure, and he regretted that he had just said less, and he was put on a stand by this usually stupid stinky boy, "Ha Luha, little brother, I just said it wrong, change a second-grade knife, I'm afraid I need two third-grade herbs!"

"Smack!" Xin Mu slapped the table, he had been exploited many times, and he had always changed to a fair deal, "You want to play tricks!" he picked up the wooden chopping knife and pointed at it, his face full of anger.

The fat old man saw that Xin Mu was really angry, and immediately laughed, "What's the matter! we never cheat in business!" said and turned around and took out the Qingbei knife and pills.

Xin Mu put away the green back knife and the red phosphorus pill, threw his wooden chopping knife on the table, and said seriously: "This good knife is for you!" After speaking, he walked away.

The moon hangs like a knife in the middle of the sky. Xin Mu sat in the firewood room, watching the faint moonlight flow like water, flowing into the broken window, sprinkled with firewood and grass. I don't know how many times I've seen this scene in the past eighteen years, but this time he felt something different. Maybe it's not the moonlight that's different, it's the people, and when people's hearts change, everything is different.

Xin Mu took off his shirt, took off and spread it on the ground, poured the thirty red phosphorus pills he had exchanged for on it, and then picked them up one by one and threw them into his mouth. Menbi is imminent, he must make further breakthroughs, in order to hope to defeat many masters of the Four Great Tiger Halls of Nanhuangmen, and achieve a result that amazes everyone, he wants to prove himself, he wants to tell the world that he is not a super waste. He wanted this day to come sooner, he couldn't wait any longer! He directly ate the thirty red phosphoridan that he had exchanged.

Although he has basically adapted to the medicinal power of Red Phosphorus Pill, and is accustomed to the feeling of the medicinal power running around, burning all over his body, and his meridians swelling and cracking, he does not know what the consequences will be after taking thirty Red Phosphorus Pills at the same time, which is the first time. Thirty red phosphorus pills were powerful at the same time, and the scorching medicinal power exploded directly, blasting through everything around him, Xin Mu's chest, face, and arms instantly became red, flashing a red light, reflecting the entire room. His breathing was heavy and rapid, the air was whirring, and his body trembled violently, and the "pop ......" caused the firewood and grass under him to tremble. His whole body was sweating, and his whole person became hazy and dreamlike.

The moonlight is like water, the cicadas are singing like songs, the night is so quiet, it soothes countless tired bodies with sleep, and also stabs countless lonely and empty hearts with loneliness. Who is sleepless at night? Who is alone in the firewood room to practice? Who is alone to endure emptiness and loneliness? Who is fighting against boundless suffering?

Is it the boy with a miserable background? Is it the super waste that everyone ridicules? No, no! It is a strong and persistent heart, a brave man! The resolute face is like a river of sweat, and the lightly closed eyes are unpredictable......

Sleepless nights.

On that young face, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, revealing a satisfied smile, he exhaled deeply, opened his eyes, emitted a joyful light, and finally opened the eighth meridian, thirty red phosphorus pills were not wasted, and "Chixia Decision" made new progress.

The "Chixia Decision" in Xin Mu's hand is divided into two parts, namely the Twelve Canons of Chixia and the Twelve Canons of Chixia. The 12 canons and the 12 canons in the human body are all distributed in pairs, that is to say, there are 24 canons and 24 canons, so if you want to practice the "Chixia Decision" Dacheng, you must open up the 48 meridians.

Now, Xin Mu has only opened up eight meridians, and he is still far from opening up forty-eight meridians, but he can barely use some vitality, although it is still very little, but it is already in the early stage of Qi cultivation.

Although the initial stage of Qi cultivation was only a small step forward from the cultivation of physical strength, it was a big step stronger. Because of the ability to use the vitality, the combat effectiveness has made a qualitative leap, and in the duel, there is not only speed and strength, but also a deadly weapon, that is, the sword light and sword qi transformed into the vitality.

This level in the early stage of Qi cultivation realm can only be regarded as a medium level in the Southern Wilderness Sect, and there is still a big gap compared to the disciples of Qi cultivation Dacheng and even the Dihuang Realm. Xin Mu thought and shook his head, it was impossible to make another breakthrough in the cultivation realm. Not only is there not so much red phosphodan, but time is not allowed, and Menbi is tomorrow.

Xin Mu sighed, picked up the newly exchanged second-grade green back knife, and looked at it carefully, this knife has a white back and a white blade, the blade is as thin as ice, and it has a faint white light. Although it can't be compared with the gilded knife of the fourth grade, it is already a high-quality knife, more than one or two times stronger than the ordinary wood chopping knife. Xin Mu weighed it and said to himself, "It's up to you!"

He picked up the blue-backed knife and strode out of the firewood room.