After having dinner at Juxian Villa that night, he left directly, and the owner of the village was actually a little worried after the excitement, after all, this matter was a bit too mysterious.

Even if there is an external practice method, there is no fresh skeleton of demons and it is impossible to step into the stage of strong forging, this old owner Yu knows that the Yu family has inherited thousands of years of books in the family, and there are not even broken inheritance during the period The classic records about the previous dynasty are very detailed.

Even he had a set of external practice methods at home, but because the demons came to power later, the entire former Chen State's external training martial arts were cleaned up.

The ancestor of the Yu family also advised the future heirs not to practice outside in the future. After a lot of consideration, on the one hand, no matter how much you cultivate, you can't step into the realm of the outer training grandmaster, and since you can't step into the realm of the outer training grandmaster, you simply give up the idea of external training.

And even if you cultivate to the realm of quenching bones outside, you can't defeat the demons, and in the end, you still can't escape the fate of being reduced to blood food.

Moreover, it is really difficult to practice outside the practice, and the outside practice is a water mill, and the road to the grandmaster is absolutely perfect.

That is not as real as internal training, at least the internal practice of the vein refining realm can still have a certain nourishing effect on the body, and the external training quenching stage is not as real as the internal training even if it is combined with the breathing method, if you want to make the martial artist's body live longer, the external practice has to step into the strong forging that is, the external training grandmaster stage is possible.

And today's rivers and lakes are all for inheritance, and with an older generation of martial arts powerhouses in charge, a force can last for a long time.

This is the underlying rule of the rivers and lakes now, the environment has changed, and everything is just going with the flow.

In this regard, there is suddenly such a person who said to you that he can take out two demon corpses tomorrow, to be honest, the old owner of the village was a little incredulous, and after being excited, he smiled freely, he felt that this young man should be joking with him today.

But I didn't lose anything.

Can..... The next day, what the old owner Yu didn't expect was that this group of young people really came to visit again, and he thought that he would not see this young man in the future.

But when dozens of people in front of him carried bamboo baskets full of cloth into the Zhuangzi, the old owner Yu was stunned again, he looked at these bamboo baskets and opened his mouth.

These people are naturally all subordinates under Jiang Heng's command, and all of them are from the Sanpin Realm, because it is really that the stairs of this Juxian Villa are not suitable for carriages, and even if the demon corpse has limbs, a few pieces are not something that ordinary first- and second-grade martial artists can carry.

That's how Jiang Heng got two groups of people to take turns to replace them, if it wasn't for fear of causing a sensation, he would even carry them all directly.

Jiang Heng waved his hand at the old farmer, and the old farmer was stunned for a while before he came closer. Jiang Heng deliberately avoided others, and casually lifted a corner of a bamboo basket for the old farmer.

At this look, the old farmer's eyes widened in an instant, and his eyes shrank suddenly, and then his eyes were slightly red.

It doesn't mean that the old owner is out of control, Jiang Heng grinned and chuckled: "Senior Yu can't let these things be put here like this, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Senior Yu quickly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, waved his hand to greet everyone, and at the same time guided everyone to start heading towards the direction of the underground secret room.

The underground secret room of the Yu family is generally not open to outsiders, and outsiders are not allowed to enter except for the Yu family's descendants, or those who are extremely trusted by the Yu family.

But today, the old owner of the village couldn't take care of it at all, and he beckoned everyone to smile and go to the underground secret room.

When all the bamboo baskets were placed in the underground secret room of the house, the old owner Yu arranged for these people brought by Jiang Heng to rest in Juxian Villa first, and directly let the subordinates entertain them.

After ordering all this, he rubbed his hands and led Jiang Heng into the underground secret room, and at the same time, Yu Youdao's son Yu Shouren came down with him.

Yu Shouren didn't know what was going on at this time, but he just glanced at his father, after all, this was the top secret of the Yu family. But today, I don't know what kind of wind my old man smoked, and he brought so many people in at one time.

It's like going to the private room to listen to the Oiran playing the piano and listening to a small song, but the next moment I found that this Oiran turned out to be an experienced 10,000-strong rider in the ordinary hook bar.

This made Yu Shouren's eyes look at his old man very resentful.

"Yu senior, can you start?"

Seeing that the old owner was still having a silly sound, Jiang Heng couldn't help but speak.

"Well, that's right! Yes, the old man will start now!" said Yu Laozhuang, the owner nodded with a smile, and then turned his head to look at Yu Shouren on the side, and said viciously: "Stinky boy give labor and management a good look, this is a craft passed down from the ancestors!"

Yu Shouren was frightened, and hurriedly nodded and didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Heng glanced at the only son of the old man, the young farmer in front of him should belong to the seedlings in the greenhouse, and he was too well protected by his parents.

There are many such people in this world, but there are definitely not many. Because even the sons of some gang bosses, most of them will more or less let their heirs see the fight and see the rivers and lakes.

For example, the younger generation of the Fu family is said to be often honed outside, even if they are covered by the Canglang Gang behind them, but they have also seen some storms. Among them, it is not unreasonable that Fu Qingshui can cheer up so quickly after the fall of the Canglang Gang.

The old owner of Yu had already begun to command his son to open the bamboo baskets one by one, and when Yu Shouren saw these unknown pieces of meat, there was no change in his expression, and he didn't have Yu Youdao's eyesight, so he naturally didn't know what kind of meat these pieces of meat were.

Yu Lao's owner began to let Yu Shouren help carry the bamboo basket into the giant furnace, Yu Shouren tried to carry a bamboo basket and it was a little difficult, so he planned to stretch out and grab one of the pieces of meat, but was soon scolded by his own Lao Tzu Yu Youdao.

Yu Shouren became even more depressed, he glanced at his father weakly, and then secretly glared at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng was not in a hurry for a while, and happily watched as the white and tender young farmer poured bamboo baskets into the giant furnace one by one.

It took two or three pillars of incense to pour all these demon pieces of meat into the furnace.

At this time, the old farmer Yu had already taken out some tools from the side, in fact, it was nothing but a strange hammer, which seemed to be very heavy, the old owner Yu tried several times and did not move, Jiang Heng did not look at it and lifted it up, but it was not particularly heavy, it was more than 3,000 catties.

"Thank you, this man can't even lift it when he's old!"

Yu Lao Zhuangzi smiled helplessly, and was a little embarrassed when he came to the furnace.

Jiang Heng also suddenly woke up at this time, it seemed that the old owner really couldn't move this thing in this state. Not to mention the sacrificial blood soldiers.

"But it's okay, I still have a son!"

The next moment, the old man called Yu Shouren over.

"Do you remember the blood sacrifice forging method that labor and management taught you back then?" said the old farmer Yu almost shouted.

"Well, remember..."Halfway through the words, Yu Shouren seemed to have thought of something, and he hurriedly stretched his neck into the furnace to look inside, but there was nothing but the fiery red.

"Daddy... Father... Just... What was thrown in was... Yes..."

"Hmm!"

The old owner nodded lightly, and then slapped the back of Yu Shouren's head and scolded: "Then why are you still stunned?

Yu Shouren rubbed the back of his head, and there was no complaint at this time, just a stupid music, rolled up his sleeves and carried the sledgehammer to press the mechanism, and the long black knife in the furnace was slowly revealed again.

Jiang Heng found out at this time that this kid looked thin and weak, but in fact, he was covered in tendons and flesh, but his appearance was too delicate to give people an illusion.

Yu Shouren clamped the long black knife with pliers, trying to clip it out, but it was too heavy to lift it at all.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng immediately started to clamp it up, Yu Youdao asked Jiang Heng to put it on the iron ingot next to the furnace, and Yu Shouren began to beat it according to a unique technique.

Jiang Heng watched silently from the side, Yu Shouren's every thrashing was very rhythmic, every breath and every thrashing was very rhythmic, and he did not deliberately pursue a blind hammer beating.

After beating for a while, seeing that his son was still beating stupidly, Yu Youdao slapped the back of his head again, and scolded: "Stinky boy, it's time to quench blood." ”

Yu Shouren was not annoyed and hurriedly stopped his movements, he was very clear about his old man's temper. On weekdays, he is soft-spoken, but once it is time to strike iron, the old man is like a different person, once he makes a little mistake, he will never move his mouth if he can do it.

Yu Youdao began to command Jiang Heng to put the black long knife into the furnace again, and after waiting for a full stick of incense, he took it out again, and Yu Shouren began to beat it again.

In this way, the cycle continued, tossing back and forth more than a hundred times, and with each continuous beating and quenching of blood, a trace of blood lines had begun to gradually appear on the black long knife, and the blood lines were dark red, which looked much more hideous than at the beginning.

Even if Old Man Yu did not directly participate in the beating at this time, he still felt sweating profusely, his body was the weakest here, and in the end he had to sit on a small stove next to him, and his voice was much quieter.

The forging continued, forging dozens of times, and Old Man Yu spoke again this time.

"Stop! Jiang Gongzi bleeds!"

"Bloodletting?!"

Jiang Heng looked at Old Man Yu suspiciously, and he didn't understand what the other party meant.

Seeing this, the old farmer patiently explained: "Put your own blood, the blood soldier sacrifice needs your own blood for the final step, and after the blood sacrifice, this blade will communicate with your heart, which can maximize the drive of this blood soldier!"

Hearing this, Jiang Heng nodded, looked around, and casually found a blade on the wall that looked a little new, held it in his hand, and swiped it hard.

Didn't scratch.

Just sparks, the two fathers and sons who watched were a little frightened.

Jiang Heng frowned and slashed hard again, and the blade rolled directly.

"Use this!"

Yu Youdao couldn't stand it, so he hurriedly got up and chose a blade with a blade that was completely different from the one in Jiang Heng's hand and handed it over.

This time, Jiang Heng slashed hard, and finally cut through the flesh, but the wound was not deep, so he had to cut a few more times, and finally cut a hole in his wrist.

Stretching out his arm and placing it on top of the black blade, his palm was slightly forced, and the blood began to drip down continuously, little by little on the blade.

Tick tock!

The blood fell on the blade and made a sizzling sound, but there was no green smoke coming out, as if it was quickly absorbed by the blade.

As the blood water melted into the blade, the dark red lines on the blade began to slowly emerge scarlet blood.

The blood light is getting stronger and stronger, and the blood is dripping constantly.

There was a small amount of teacup, and the old owner of the village stopped Jiang Heng's movements.

"Enough!"

"Quenching blood for the last time!"

Old Master Yu's tone was a little excited, and Jiang Heng nodded and put it into the furnace again.

This time, it took a full hour for the old owner to let Jiang Heng take it out.

When the black blade was clamped, Jiang Heng's brows furrowed slightly, and he slightly increased the force of the pliers he was holding.

The force is heavier, and this time it used almost eighty percent of the force. The green tendons were slightly raised, and the long black knife began to be slowly pulled out.

"Haha! it's done!"

Seeing this scene, the old owner Yu's eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of excitement, and he laughed almost hysterically.

Jiang Heng's face was also getting more and more excited, as if the heavier this thing was, the more excited he became.

When the black long knife was raised, Jiang Heng threw away the pliers in his hand, and as soon as he stretched out his big hand, he directly grasped it.

Just now it was a little hard to clamp with pliers, and this grip felt the real weight of this knife at this time.

Jiang Heng's eyes froze slightly, and his muscles jumped up and lifted suddenly.

The good guy is twice as heavy as before! Nearly 30,000 pounds!

What Jiang Heng didn't expect was that there was a feeling of blood connection in this hand.

I tried to let the qi and blood pour into it, but I saw that the dark red lines on the black knife began to turn bloody and bewitching, and the blade let out a soft sound.

With a flick, a ray of blood light burst out, and the ground burst into a bang, and the floor made of boulders had cracked a deep ravine at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the father and son of the Yu family almost burst into tears, and the touching in the hearts of the two fathers and sons when they saw all this could not be understood by outsiders.

Hundreds of years of inheritance, this moment to reappear, such a feeling is indescribable.

In particular, this blood soldier was not refined with human blood, but with the blood of demons that were rarely used by the ancestors.

Jiang Heng didn't feel as much as them, he was silently perceiving the blood soldiers in his hands, and with the knife just now, he didn't even use a single percent of his qi and blood.

This feeling was not felt even by the previous demon bow, although the demon bow could also withstand the infusion of qi and blood power, it was far less smooth than the blood soldiers in his hand.

It feels as if it's not a blade, but an extension of an arm.

I vaguely felt that if I used this blood soldier to perform such a qi and blood move as covering the sea, would I be able to infuse it and perform it!

Jiang Heng couldn't wait to try one or two.

The old owner seemed to see something at this time, and he looked at the blood soldier dancing with a fanatical look in his eyes and said: "Come here to test the battlefield! Try the power of the blood soldier! I must try! I want to see if it is as recorded in the ancient books!"