Wine, drank a lot. Qin Mo's face flushed slightly.

He didn't forget to keep his internal qi up when he was drinking, and he spewed the alcohol out of his mouth. Gathered his inner qi into his sea of qi and temples.

"Brother Qin Mo, come! Next time you go to the grassland, I'll treat you to better wine!" Murta said loudly to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo took the wine bag again, and the liquor that cut his throat entered his throat. Qin Mo's mind was unusually clear, and he didn't feel the slightest dizziness.

Qin Mo can skillfully control the qi in his body, and alcohol is also a kind of qi. Qin Mo was able to exude alcohol out of his body in the process of drinking, so he hadn't been drunk until now.

"Chen Xianfeng, when will your injuries heal?" At this time, Murong Qing asked Chen Xianfeng.

"Twenty-three days. The old man said calmly.

"Twenty-three days?" Murong Qing looked up at the starry sky and said softly. The stars blink like little eyes. Murong Qing looked at the stars in the sky and gradually became fascinated. She seemed to be thinking about something.

Shen Manyu had already eaten enough, and she was quietly looking at Qin Mo. Her fingers were quivering slightly, and she was exercising the muscles of her fingers and arms. Whether it is a swordsman or a swordsman, as long as the warrior who uses his hand relies on the flexibility of his arms to get a better play in battle.

Late at night, Qin Mo, who had drunk a few bags of wine, walked to the road leading to the small courtyard where he lived. Those men from the grassland were all drunk by Qin Mo. The guards were really obedient. They've never come across anything that drinkable.

In the small courtyard, white steam was everywhere in the air, and Maggie Shen was boiling water. She started preparing early, and when she boiled water, she would help Qin Mo also boil a portion.

The wind is up. The wind was cold, and the autumn night was accompanied by a noisy insect chirp in addition to the sound of the wind. Qin Mo also started to go back after those guards helped each other back to sleep.

The cold wind blew across his face, cooling his hot body. In the night sky, a few black bats occasionally pass by. The nightingale in the trees was singing in a low voice. The nightingale's gentle and beautiful cry is crisp and pleasant.

At this time, in a house in the city of Annan. The mansion was very ornate, with two huge stone lions on the outside. The two stone lions opened their mouths as if they were growling in a low voice. The heavy body gives people a feeling of oppression. With that gray body, people shudder at first sight.

In a secret room in that mansion, there was, a lewd man and a thin, ordinary-looking man. The thin man's face was slightly pale, and his breathing seemed to be severely injured.

The lewd man said to the thin man with a hint of flattery: "Lord Shiji, today I saw two fine Ding Furnaces. Are you interested?"

"Oh?" the man sighed. He looked at Shi Ji with interest and asked, "What kind of goods is it?"

The lewd man replied, "One of the two women was dressed in red and had a slender body. The breasts and buttocks are very straight. On top of that, she has very white skin. It's as white as water tofu. There is also a woman, who is beautiful and heroic. Most importantly, she is the princess of Yan Kingdom. ”

"The princess of the Yan Kingdom!?Is it Murong Qing? Their Yan Kingdom legend has the blood of Emperor Shun and the Yellow Emperor. It is indeed very suitable for making a ding furnace. Chen Leper Mazi, you did a good job. In another fifteen days, my internal injuries will be half healed, and then I will be able to barely control the roe deer owl. If there is the bloodline of the Murong clan of the Yan Kingdom and the Dugu family as the Ding furnace, my injuries can heal even faster. When the time comes, Lao Tzu must make that guy Lang Zongtian and those biaozi in the Ice and Snow Silver City pay the price! When those two little ladies are in hand, I will teach you a few moves in the Valley of Bliss. Keep you wanting to die. Shi Ji smiled in a low voice at Chen Mazi, how did the laughter sound like a silver sword, which made people want to slap it when they heard it.

Chen Mazi and Shi Ji glanced at each other, and laughed in unison, and the laughter of the two of them sounded in this dark secret room.

In the small courtyard.

Shen Maggie brought the hot water basin to Qin Mo's side, quickly twisted the towel, and then handed the towel that emitted a slight steam to Qin Mo, she asked a little curiously, "Brother Qin Mo, why did you come back so late today?"

Qin Mo's voice came out from under the hot towel, and the hot breath he exhaled seemed to be moistened a lot by the mist, and he said in a low voice: "I met a master of the Dan Realm Yuanying today, and he said that he is the young master of the Silver Wolf Clan. What he said should be true, and I don't think he looks like he has any plans against me, so there's no need to lie to me. He said that he was tracking Shi Ji over, and that Shi Ji killed many demons in his demon clan. I don't know why he's the only one tracking down Shiji. Maybe the demon clan was tracked separately, but he was lucky enough to hit the stone base. ”

Maggie Shen repeated what Qin Mo said in her mind, and she only felt a little dizzy and flustered. She quickly rubbed her eyebrows. Then pressed on the chest. Qin Mo took off the towel, he put the towel in the copper basin and sighed slightly. A faint white breath emanated from his mouth. Shen Manyu asked with some confusion: "Brother Qin Mo, why is there white qi coming out of your mouth?"

Qin Mo looked at the wooden ceiling above his head, then turned his head to Shen Manyu and said, "This is internal qi, which is cultivated by martial artists after they have trained their bodies to internal strength. I was just accumulating the internal qi in my body. When the internal qi accumulates too much, some of it will enter the sea of qi and temples, and some of it will come out of the guò mouth. Maggie Shen asked curiously, "Isn't this what the master wrote on the knife technique I gave me?"

"In terms of sword technique, by the way, there is also the theory of internal qi on the set of internal strength and mental method that I cultivate. It's just that I didn't understand what that meant at the time. Qin Mo thought for a moment, suddenly. He said with a sudden realization. It seems that there is an internal qi theory on martial arts, mental methods, and martial arts. It's just a martial artist, if there is no one to teach him by hand, it may take a long time to know what internal qi is and successfully cultivate.

Shen Manyu propped her hand on her chin, and she muttered in a low voice: "There are no cats and puppies now, there is nothing to do." I want to see kittens and puppies, and I want to cook for the master. Who am I, am I Maggie Shen?" she said, shaking her head as if she didn't even know very well.

Shen Manyu was muttering in a low voice, since Duguye's death and leaving the blacksmith shop, Shen Manyu was a little confused. She sometimes even talks to herself about who she is.

Seeing this, Qin Mo squeezed Shen Manyu's hand and said softly to her, "You are my sister." ”

"Yes, I'm Maggie Shen. I'm your sister Manyu. Maggie Shen smiled, her fair face revealing two small dimples along with her smile. Yes, she is Maggie Shen. She is Qin Mo's sister Manyu.

Then, Maggie Shen whispered in a voice that Qin Mo couldn't hear: "I don't care why those memories appear in my mind, I'm Maggie Shen now." I am Sister Manyu of Qin Mo's younger brother. Well, I'm Maggie Shen. At the end, she accentuated her tone as if she had made up her mind.

Qin Mo sat up and took out a book wrapped in parchment from his arms. He looked at the book for a long time and was silent, and on the cover of the book was written the four big characters of the Nine Yuan Sword Potential.

He opened the book, only to see that it read, "Yu was exposed to martial arts at the age of five, and he entered the congenital at the age of twelve." At the age of fifteen, he was invincible on the battlefield with a green steel long sword, and no one could stop him under the blade. At the age of twenty, he entered the realm of innate great perfection. It is known as the first sword in the world after Mo Wuxin. At the age of twenty-four, he reached the realm of a half-master with the power of one person and one sword. Successfully destroyed a secret stronghold of Han Zhao located in the extinct volcano of Qiming Valley, and at the age of thirty, he comprehended the martial arts of no sword and no self. After creating a nine-yuan sword potential, after that, his perception of kendo became deeper and deeper. Finally, at the age of fifty, he reached the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. It's only one step away from the Yin Spirit Realm. Yu Jianxia has never killed a good person by mistake, and he killed those who should be killed. Or soldiers and warriors who fought to the death on the battlefield, each for his own master. There were a total of 7,867 lives under the sword. Yu Zizhi knows that he has killed too many people, and the murderous nature of the guide is getting heavier and heavier. After the age of twenty-four, he left the Yan Dynasty and traveled in all directions on the land of China. ”

Writing here, Duguye's words are over. However, the book is not yet over, and it is written: "Yu created the nine-element sword potential according to Yu's perception, which is divided into nine elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, heaven and earth, Hongmeng, and space. At present, there are only gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the seven elements of heaven and earth. The remaining duality of Hongmeng and space failed to create zào due to lack of cultivation and perception. If Yu Jisheng can't make up for the last two potentials, I hope that future generations can make up for the last two sword potentials. ”

"The sword, the king of soldiers. Yu Neng has this achievement, which really depends on the cultivation of skills within ten years, and the way of dark energy first. The dark energy has not been practiced until the whole body is accessible, and when the skin is tight, it is like soybean iron sand, and when it is loose, it is like mutton fat condensation, soft and smooth. Otherwise, it should not be lightly fired. If you can reach this point, you will achieve the strength of the inner family, and in the fight, you can supplement it with dark energy, light and dark, and reach the innate. This is also the Taoist principle of rigidity and softness, if the dark strength is not successful, you can first cultivate the bright strength, the inner family martial artists invent the strength of the many, when the initial practice, can not be numerous, to Jane, only practice a potential, a potential, then a hundred potential, a potential, more practice useless sea to embrace the principle of the river is just like that, sword moves. When the main thing is light and sharp, you can take the lead. The ultimate of the sword, known as the potential. This momentum is not the momentum of man, but the momentum of heaven and earth. Communicate the power of heaven and earth with divine consciousness, and realize nature. The Grandmaster Realm of Da Di Lu can borrow the momentum of heaven and earth with the realm, and he has initially mastered the word potential. And perceive heaven and earth with divine consciousness and control the rules. Fang is the first to enter the Heavenly Dao"

Qin Mo looked at Duguye's self-description in the book, and he only felt that every sentence of Duguye was his incisive insight into sword moves. This is not the second time Qin Mo has read this book. This book was given to Qin Mo by Dugu Ye on the day Qin Mo left the blacksmith shop. Qin Mo didn't understand what the Human Spirit Realm Heavenly Spirit Realm was when he saw it for the first time, and it wasn't until Lang Zongtian told him that he had reached the cultivation level that he remembered what Dugu Ye had written in the book. After he returned to the small courtyard, he first washed his face and refreshed his mind a little. Then I took out the book and read it again.

In Qin Mo's eyes, the old drunkard was just a half-grandmaster-level martial artist. At the age of fifty, achieving a half-grandmaster can already be regarded as a genius. However, what did Qin Mo see in his book? Could it be that he didn't use all his strength when he was fighting those five old men? Qin Mo was a little puzzled.

"Ahh

Maggie Shen looked at the words in Dugu Yeshu, one sentence, two sentences. She looked very closely. Not a single thing is missing.

Maggie Shen picked up the book when Qin Mo put it on the chuang and put it in Qin Mo's arms. Then, she said to Qin Mo: "This is what the master left for you, don't lose it." ”

Qin Mo put the book back in his arms, and then he asked Shen Manyu, "What use do I have besides this martial art?

Maggie Shen shook her head. She said to Qin Mo shallowly: "You are very powerful, in my eyes you are the most powerful." You know the art of war and have a good martial arts. You can also write poetry and hunt. You're going to have a lot of stuff, don't have that thought again. You're excellent, really excellent. You are my best Qin Mo brother. ”

Qin Mo glanced at Shen Manyu, and he said with a smile: "I am confident, there is no one in my age who has a higher cultivation than mine. I've always believed that I'm not a waste and that I can live out my own light. Since I was born in this world, I will shine like the sun. In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will kill a few strong people like those assassins for everyone to see. ”

Maggie Shen pursed her slender lips tightly, smiled and nodded.

Qin Mo had been exposed to too many things today, and he found out. It turns out that the strongest person in this world is not a grandmaster-level martial artist, nor is it a realm-breaking martial artist. There are many people in this world who are stronger than him. Yes, he's very weak right now.

He was a little unconfident, he didn't know what his weak strength could do in this troubled world?

He was confused, but even so, he still had to live. Sometimes, it's really not that easy to live. In fact, life is to wait until you have traveled that distance, looking back and seeing. It turns out that I have come so far. The footsteps ahead may be a bit immature and ridiculous, but this is the testimony of my own life. It is a testimony of my own journey.

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