Hearing Zitong's words, Qingcheng also nodded. "I just feel like I'm in a dream, it's that simple, this haode weapon is in hand?" Obviously, Qingcheng was not sure for a while.

After saying this, Qingcheng's eyes immediately involuntarily glanced at Zitong's back, where although the blood was broken down, there was still an obvious bulge, and his right hand also touched his waist, which was finally his eyes brightened.

"Sister Qingcheng, is this senior too good to us?" Seeing Qingcheng's movements, Zitong asked.

"Alas, let's not figure out the thoughts of our predecessors. ”

"That's it, I feel that the materials used to make weapons are not ordinary, and the predecessors almost gave it to us, and I feel a little unsure about receiving such a great favor from others for no reason. Zitong said.

"I'm not sure in my heart!" Qingcheng secretly said in her heart, but she couldn't say that, "Don't think too much, maybe in the eyes of the seniors, it is a great favor for us to help him open the meteorite!"

In fact, Qingcheng's nonsense reason is somewhat reliable. Originally, Zhou Hao wanted to use this meteorite iron to create an object that was very important to him, but there was no way to open it, and it happened that he was beaten crookedly by Zitong, and even the essence of meteorite appeared, which in Zhou Hao's impression, he attributed a lot of credit to the two of them, because in the consciousness of the warrior, there is always something called chance.

In the eyes of Zitong and Qingcheng, it was just a happy thing, but in Zhou Hao's heart, it was one thing to open it, and the appearance of the essence of meteorite was another matter. Therefore, Zhou Hao is also very careful when he builds weapons for him, and as for collecting money, it is Zhou Hao's selfishness.

Don't forget, Zitong chose Blood Cry, he was guided by Zhou Hao at the beginning, although he said to Yu Bai that Zitong had a fate with Blood Cry, but the most important reason he didn't say was that it consumed less materials! Other guns are more uniform in function, unlike Blood Cry Single, which is prominent in killing, relatively speaking, when making the gun body, Blood Cry will save a lot of materials, and it will be difficult to Yujian's meteorite essence for a hundred years, who doesn't want to keep more of it? That's why there is a later ending, and it just so happens that Zitong likes it very much, and it can even be said that he "fell in love at first sight" for blood crying, which is a great joy for everyone.

But in Zhou Hao's heart, he still has a trace of apologies for Zitong, after all, as a senior, although there is a reason, but he used some means to a person who still seems to him to be a little hairy child, and he can't help it, so he has the ridiculous way of paying for wine as long as he wants.

Of course, these children and Qingcheng will not know, at this time they are talking about their new weapons, and on the other hand, they are walking towards the inn, the equipment is in hand, and they are also about to set off for Fengdu Mountain.

"Sister Qingcheng, my predecessor said that your dagger can be poisoned, why can't ordinary daggers?, but I heard that many people use daggers to poison and kill people?" Zitong said on his lips, but he was thinking in his heart, "Everything about himself can be said to be complete, now I only need to grow up quickly and integrate into the martial artist faster to take revenge and find my sister!"

"Oh, it's a lonely thing, boy!" Qingcheng gave Zitong a roll of his eyes, and then explained: "The ones you mentioned also exist, but those are disposable consumables, and if you apply venom once, the dagger will be corroded more or less, and the destroyed dagger cannot be used in battle, because you can't guarantee when it will break, so many of them are used and thrown away." After Qingcheng finished speaking, he looked at Zitong.

"Oh!" Zitong nodded in understanding. Then Qingcheng said:

"The most important thing is that the ordinary dagger can only be smeared with some poisons that are not too toxic, and some strong venom can corrode the dagger instantly, just like the surface of that meteoric iron, there is no way to fight at all. As she spoke, Qingcheng took out her dagger engraved with the word "orange".

"The preciousness of this dagger is that not only can he withstand the strong venom, but he can even use it repeatedly without worrying about destroying it, so ......" She didn't explain the next words, but Zitong understood.

"It seems that this senior is really attentive!" Zitong sighed.

"That's for sure, so the warrior is not as cruel as the legend!"

"Hmm!" Zitong snorted, but added in his heart: "That's when the conflict of interest is not big!"

The two were about to arrive at the door of the inn as they spoke, but Zitong suddenly stopped, turned to look at Qingcheng who didn't know why, and asked, "Sister Qingcheng, can you teach me how to use poison and disguise?" But he also has his own considerations, isn't there poison on his body, a natural weapon, why don't he use it? And Qingcheng's disguise technique is coordinated with poison, which is why he has this question.

"Oh, that's what happened, you scared me, I thought something was going on!" Qingcheng patted Zitong's head and said with some disgust.

"That ......" Zitong squeaked a little.

"Of course it's no problem, I wish someone was playing with me about drugs!" Qingcheng blushed when he saw Zitong, and after speaking, he giggled. Then he glanced around, turned around and took Zitong's hand and ran out.

Although Zitong said that he had a good impression of Qingcheng, it was the first time that he was holding hands on the street, and he couldn't help but feel a little heartbeat, and just when he wanted to say something, Qingcheng's voice came.

"Let's go, before it gets dark, I'll take you to buy some materials, and on the way to this mission, I'll slowly teach you how to disguise, and as for the use of poison, I'll tell you what happens to you! Qingcheng was also a little excited when he heard that Zitong was willing to learn poison arts, and he didn't find himself holding Zitong's hand at all, otherwise, a girl would have to make a big red face.

Since it was already evening when they had finished taking their weapons, the pedestrians on the street were becoming scarce. This provided convenience for the two children, and the two of them quickly shuttled through various shops selling rouge gouache and paints.

For their arrival, although some bosses were a little surprised at first, after all, this strange combination was a bit unrealistic, but then seeing the age of the two, coupled with the curious look on Zitong's face, he was relieved and treated them as a couple, and this attitude changed greatly, and some bosses' eyes flashed with envy from time to time.

In this way, the two swept through the shops like the wind, and finally returned to the inn before dark. The two didn't know that they had left a long memory for the bosses who sold rouge, and many people sighed: "Young is good!"

The two people who returned to the inn realized that along the way, their hands were held tightly, and Qingcheng, who reacted, immediately shook off Zitong's hand, his face was flushed, and he said "Little villain!" and then flew upstairs, and closed the door with a "bang". Leaving Zitong standing there with a dazed face.

"This, this, really...... Obviously, you were the one who pulled me to run first!" Zitong was a little confused, and he was even more puzzled by Qingcheng's performance. Shaking his head, Zitong returned to his room with a bag full of bottles and cans.

Zitong, who returned to the room, immediately had a figure flying on his head, wasn't it Qiuqiu. In the evening, Zitong took the gun and did not bring Qiuqiu, but placed him in the house, but he was afraid that if the little sister saw Qiuqiu, there would be an entanglement.

Qiuqiu made trouble on Zitong's head for a while, and felt bored, so he jumped down and began to shuttle between those bottles and cans, and from time to time there was a clanging sound, but Zitong didn't care after taking a look, he also knew that Qiuqiu would not break those things, just a moment of curiosity.

"Alas!" Zitong, who was lying on the bed, picked up the book that introduced martial artists, and after he saw the powerhouses of the Jue level and the Yubai Sect, he clearly felt that these two levels were completely different from the martial artists below the Jue level.

The great martial artist does not have the kind of crisis that can see through people's hearts, and those two, it seems that each of them can see through everything about themselves, and the most terrifying thing is the Yubai Grandmaster, it seems that every look of his eyes can see the deepest things in his heart. If he hadn't had confidence in his dragon and water body skills, Zitong would probably have turned around and ran away, but he was still seen to be really cultivated.

"It seems that I won't be seen through until I am successful!" Zitong thought to himself. At the same time, he also opened the book in his hand, and the information began to enter his mind one by one.

"The level of martial artists is divided, and the most basic ones are divided into nine levels, which are human level, master level, great martial master, Jue level, sect level, Zen realm, great martial Zen and spiritual realm. This exists in reality, and among the strength of martial artists, there is also one of the most mysterious realms, known as the 'True Martial Realm', for thousands of years, every old monster in the spirit realm has been trying various opportunities, however, the results are not optimistic. According to rumors, the True Martial Realm has already begun to transcend the scope of human beings and reach the level of a martial immortal. ”

Seeing this passage, Zitong was a little helpless, it turned out that the road of cultivation was so long, nine realms, he was now the peak of the division level, even if he entered the Great Martial Division, the cultivation behind him was more and more difficult step by step. "Forget it, one step at a time, don't think too much!" Zitong continued to watch.

"Each realm has different signs, and among the nine levels, it can be roughly divided into three stages, the first stage is the stage of cultivating internal force, the second is the stage of spiritual and internal force practitioners, and the third, which is also the stage of spiritual cultivation and internal force, is also the stage of spiritual cultivation and internal force. The characteristics of each stage, as their name suggests, are that at the beginning of the conscious level, the martial artist does not simply cultivate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, but also uses the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to nourish the spirit, and after gradually attaining perfection, he cultivates the spirit generated by the perfection in the same way. ”

"It's easy to say, but it's actually very difficult. Generating spiritual consciousness is a very high threshold, most of the martial artists are desperate and can't break through, and if you want to cultivate spiritual awareness, it is even more bumpy, so this book does not introduce the Zen realm above, mainly some consciousness level knowledge. ”

(Recently, the exam and a climax of the plot met.,Stuck me!!However,I'll still write well.,Ensure quality.,A collection or recommendation from your hand.,It's the biggest motivation for newcomers!xiexie!!)