To catch the axe that keeps spinning and flying back looks like suicide at first glance.

But it must have been very forced.

In this regard, it seems that the only one who is more handsome than Jian Xiu.

So practice more.

This wave of flying bats was full of food and flew back to the Tianchi den, and after being frightened by Yang Sheng, the previous manta fish fell into the water and often wandered on the edge of Tianchi.

The fat Taoist pointed to the faintly undulating black ghost over there, and said, "Manta fish generally don't easily shuttle around the shore to expose themselves. You're hated by it, and it's watching you as a prey. If it were placed in the world, it would follow you, lurking and waiting for the opportunity to take revenge on you......"

What else can Yang Sheng say, when he heard this kind of vindictive guy, it was better to call it to eat meat.

"Yes, if you want to eat your meat, I'm afraid there is still something to wait, I can't hope for it today......" The lazy fat man found a good place, simply lay down, basked in the sun with his belly shy in the least physical exertion, and fell asleep like this.

Yang Sheng calculated that he missed this wave of leaps in the morning, as well as the two waves at noon and in the afternoon, a total of four manta leaps back and forth.

The manta fish leapt in swarms, but they didn't last long, he had almost two shots in a wave, and it took practice to catch the flying axe perfectly.

He had just learned to use the weapon, and at this time, it was probably not easy to hit a manta fish flying at high speed, so he still cut the fixed target first and started practicing.

Yang Sheng chose a mountain rock 100 meters away, wide and half high.

The introduction to instrument cultivation is to cut hundreds of things with imperial weapons.

The axe can only cut a distance of fifty zhang. And the speed is not as fast as the sword cultivation, but the power is the strongest among all kinds of weapon cultivation.

I don't want to think about it so much, and I don't pursue the chic of the sword for the time being, at least this axe with Ma Yinong's soul can easily have a sympathy with him, and it is also the key to his ability to quickly use the weapon cultivation technique.

If you change to other spirit soldiers, you don't know how long it will take to run in first.

Hey, I'm going to use it.

You can't dislike Ma Qianhu is not.

Yang Sheng locked onto the mountain stone, and the Lingqi stone slammed into the axe, enduring the soul shouts of "Lao Tzu's big axe is rough and powerful!", and practiced with his hands.

The first three axes were a few inches away from the bed-sized rock, not to mention that the mountain rock is very large, but it can be placed more than a hundred meters away, it is not big, and there is no three-point-one-line sight ejection device, all rely on their own spirit to find the enemy. It's really hard to hit.

The Lingqi Stone in the bag was quickly consumed.

The seventh shot, the axe flew out, and finally on the trajectory with his expectations, he hit the mountain stone obliquely, splitting the man-length mountain stone in half.

Recycling, still dare not pick up by hand, avoid, and dig into the soil.

So he continued to cut half of the mountain rocks, which tested the accuracy even more, and after losing two axes, the third axe hit, and the half of the mountain stones were all divided into two.

The axe blade flew back, and Yang Sheng held his head again to dodge.

There are no cards at all!

......

At noon, the manta fish leaped into the cold pool to eat, as if provoking, the manta fish took the lead, and took the lead in leading the fish to fly, and Yang Sheng's flying axe missed.

In the past, it was to cut a fixed target, but now it is to practice moving the target by shooting flying fish in the sky.

So you can see a rare picture, the manta fish is flying back and forth between the cold pool and the heavenly pool, and Yang Sheng is there to make an axe. Due to the countless water vapor left in the mid-air trajectory where the manta fish flies, under the sunlight, a colorful rainbow bridge was drawn.

Countless flying fish skimmed across the bridge, like a fairy world.

Yang Sheng took out the axe back and forth, the sky axe light shuttled, Yang Sheng was really like a fisherman who hunted heavenly fish, out of the axe heartily, and gradually grasped the essence of the spirit of seeking the enemy and killing the enemy.

The wear and tear of the Lingqi Stone is also considerable.

In the middle of the morning, the practice of fixed and moving targets consumed 80 Lingqi stones.

It's not that he can't "swallow gold" more, but there is also a loss of spiritual power on the cultivation of the imperial object, and Yang Sheng has to meditate and rest at the wrong time in the axe.

At dusk, the manta fish probably felt Yang Sheng's strong threat, and when it jumped from the Tianchi to the cold pool, it deliberately flew close to the ground, and the fangs and mouthparts under the triangular giant were open, and it tore at Yang Sheng at a rapid speed.

Yang Sheng's axe was in his hand, and after the axe light, he hit the manta fish solidly, directly penetrating the manta fish in the middle of the abdomen, splitting it in half, and the thousand household axes were in a hurry, swept towards the sky like a golden sugar cake at dusk, and flew back with the sound of the wind.

Yang Sheng was quite familiar with the feeling of the imperial object at this time, and just kidding, the money was not spent in vain.

The axe was like an outstretched hand from his outstretched hand, and he reached out his right hand, coinciding with the "invisible hand".

Burst!

The body is a little retracted, and the legs exert force. Hold the handle of the axe in your hand steadily.

Catch the axe!

Perfect.

The manta fish on the ground split in half and fell heavily to the ground, clearing the dust.

The magnificent pillar of light shone down, and the fat Taoist who had slept for most of the day jumped up, extremely excited, "There are fish to eat, there are big fish to eat! My apprentice is really good!"

Hearing his compliment, I was actually a little complacent.

But Yang Sheng looked at his trouser legs, stepping barefoot on the ground, holding a plate axe......

I was in a bad mood all of a sudden.

Lao Tzu's Sword Immortal Road......

It's like youth is gone!

......

When the sun went down, he lit a fire on the lawn, skewered the two halves of the fish with two sharpened large wooden sticks, and barbecued them on the spot.

The fat Taoist turned out all kinds of seasonings from his wine gourd, and at first glance he was a glutton who often slept in the mountains and fields, his wine gourd was really a treasure with a big thing, and Yang Sheng's mind was more lively. I thought that I should almost make one, such a thing, not to mention mysterious, it can have a considerable effect, at least I can hide my axe, and I can also prepare a whole arsenal and various supply logistics.

This baby is really tickling.

Eating the manta fish he had caught and munching on the tender and elastic fish, Yang Sheng felt satisfied from the bottom of his heart from the inside out.

Looking at the fat Taoist next to him who was also full of oily food, and poured two sips of wine and big dishes from time to time, Yang Sheng was full of doubts about him, and intuitively felt that his cheap uncle had hidden a lot of secrets. As long as you pay attention, the methods he handed over to him seem to surpass many of their current cognitions of the Wawu vein, such as the mountain-moving skill that even Xuanrui Master Wang Cunyuan doesn't know, and he can guarantee that his "Heaven Opening Axe" axe method and weapon technique are estimated to be known by no one in the door.

Of course, no one uses the axe method is another thing.

However, the two still have time in the future, and they will slowly explore the background of this master uncle.

When he had eaten almost and the sky was already full of stars, Yang Sheng wrapped the other half of the fish with two banana leaves and some green vines.

Thinking of their excitement in the face of food, the corners of Yang Sheng's mouth curled slightly, and he was about to go back to the courtyard, but the fat Taoist smiled and said, "You can go back by yourself first, I'll take a stroll when I'm full." ”

Yang Sheng was peculiar, thinking that this fat man was not clamoring to go back to the courtyard with him before, and was worried that he would occupy his bed, so he still asked at this time, "Uncle Shi won't go back with me?"

The fat Taoist patted his belly, "It's still early...... I'm going to take a hot spring. ”

Yang Sheng, "......"

Everyone knows what he did in the hot springs. Yang Sheng immediately put aside the kind of thinking about this guy's background, and before he had enough realm to escape alone, he was ashamed to be together!

Yang Sheng carried the fish back to the courtyard.

Looking at his back from afar, there was a sudden sound of wind passing by the fat Dao man, and the peak master Chisong came to his side.

The fat Taoist pointed in Yang Sheng's direction and said with a smile, "How about it, this kid, didn't let us down...... I have mastered the mountain-moving skills and the opening of the heavens quite perfectly, and I really have a very good eye!"

Chi Song looked at the figure and retracted it, "Only by learning these can you have a strong enough divine soul...... Be your sword bearer. So...... Are you sure?"

The fat Taoist looked soft and smiled slightly, "That's it." ”