Zhutian Avenue

The following days, still very calm.

Luan Qisheng fights daily, teaches disciples, brews pharmaceutical liquids, refining elixir, transports blood, cultivates internal strength, and holds the fetus.

The plainness of my life is like water, there seems to be no waves.

Among them, the only unexpected thing is that Jiang Tingting, who is almost ten years old, still hasn't developed internal strength, and still doesn't have a sense of qi in his body.

Luan Qisheng was comforting, but did not help her.

Although this is just a hand for him, it is absolutely necessary to pull out seedlings to promote it.

Once the internal force has been practiced, Zhang Haohao's heart is no longer in the boxing routine. An Qisheng said several times. Although he listened in, he was also diligently practicing, but his heart has shifted to the internal force practice. .

The advancement of Xi Neijiaquan was naturally surpassed by Jiang Tingting, but it was not Jiang Tingting's progress on the inner Jiaquan.

观察 During this period of observation, An Qisheng had to admit that this little female apprentice is really a rare ‘waste wood’.

And that ‘sky and a bead’ gave him a big surprise.

Although the internal force after purification is much thinner, the progress of integration with the flesh has accelerated greatly. Gradually, it has penetrated the bone marrow and is nearing the blood exchange mark.

Once the blood exchange condenses the seeds of Qi, it has already entered the top three grades.

In the Dafeng dynasty, he was already qualified to open up a small gang, a small gang.

As the internal force gradually deepens.

Luan Qisheng is also more and more aware of the difference between the inner boxing and martial arts in this world. The inner boxing is used to sharpen the flesh and transport blood to strengthen the flesh, breaking the limits of the human body, while the martial arts in Jiufu is different.

The process of integration of internal force and physical body will certainly improve physical strength and strength, but the center of gravity is still above internal force.

Internal force walks through the meridians, penetrates into the bone marrow, and reaches the whole body. The blessing of one's own internal force is naturally stronger than the physical power alone.

武 Martial arts in this world, whether it is swordsmanship, swordsmanship, light or horizontal exercises, are closely related to internal force.

For An Qisheng, this is not the case.

During the process of 'holding the holy fetus', he did not stop carrying the internal force. On the contrary, as the process of 'holding the holy fetus' went on, the combination of the internal force and the physical body became faster, and the internal force's handling became faster.

Because of the physical adjustment in the process of 'holding the holy fetus', this is a change in the direction of perfection.

In other words, the ‘root bone’ is elevated.

While promoting the process of "holding the holy fetus", my body is still under the state of holding Dan!

With the combination of the two, although the "holding of the holy fetus" has not ended, An Qisheng's physique has surpassed the power of Xuanxing Baodan.

Suddenly, the internal force is integrated with the blood, and the blood exchange is a hundred-day pass, which is the greatest improvement and sublimation of the body under the Qi pulse.

"Hoo!"

Wu Anqisheng slowly opened his eyes. His abdomen squirmed, and a stream of air flowed upwards. It was sprayed out of his body with a stinky smell.

This is the poison left by the swallowing of the elixir in the past few days.

Tincture is a drug that is three-point poison. Not all ingredients can be absorbed by the human body. Dancheng is 10%, he moves slightly, and he can exhaust all the erysipelas from the body.

open the door.

In the courtyard, the little guy with a distinctly different spirit was still standing seriously.

Jiang Tingting concentrated on her dedication, and her brother's practice of internal forces obviously stimulated her, making her practice very hard these days.

Zhang Haohao is also encouraging, his boy skills have entered the door, can he still be compared with the teacher?

"Have a good practice, I won't be back today."

Qi Anqisheng nodded slightly, commanded, and pushed out the door.

Long winter has not passed, although it has never snowed, the weather is still cold and there are not many pedestrians.

Luan Qisheng walked on the street, his expression moved slightly.

The atmosphere in Nanliang City is a little better these days, because there are fewer thieves and petty touches in those six doors.

In a dark alley, An Qisheng's body shook, and his figure was immediately raised by half a foot. His thin body became full and his vitality was full.

After Bao Dan, his body shape changed briefly, and height was no problem for him.

If it wasn't necessary, except for his new long teeth, his white hair could turn into blue silk.

I took out the cloak that had been prepared and put it on, and then slowly walked out of the street and walked into the weapon shop.

"This hero, are you here?"

The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, looking at An Qisheng's eyes as if he saw the God of Wealth.

Even if he had seen both sides, he didn't know that this burly man was the old Taoist who had found him selling knives before.

"Is everything ready?"

Wu Anqisheng glanced at him.

It makes sense for him to have a good attitude. After returning to the city last time, he spent a lot of money on customizing weapons in this shop.

"Good job, good job. Because of your request, all the blacksmiths in our shop have been transferred, and these days are constantly building."

The shopkeeper's Xu Xu said, introducing An Qisheng to the inner courtyard.

After the weapon shop, there were weapon furnaces exuding rolling waves, and the big men were sweating and pounding on the iron blocks.

Is really the original method of making.

Luan Qisheng's eyes moved.

However, although the method is primitive, the quality of these armaments made of cold iron and meteoric iron with natural aura is obviously better than that of Xuanxing iron.

"Heroes, please wait."

The shopkeeper gave An Qisheng a cup of tea, turned around and walked into the yard, shouting a few times.

I walked out of two burly men.

The two men carried a black lance and slowly entered the room.

The spear was full-colored, two feet long, and seemed extremely heavy. The two big men were lifted, and their expressions were not easy.

"This hero, as you have ordered, this spear is one and two, not more than one point, not more than one point, weighing 365 kilograms, not weighing one or two, one or two, using the toughest cold Made of iron, the cold iron alone is worth 362 gold!

Save a pound of cold iron, one or two gold, the price, you ask elsewhere, there is absolutely no half word. "

The shopkeeper directs, let the two big men put down their spears:

"Several masters in our family are made according to the legend of the heavenly human **** soldier Dayu gun. Absolute quality, top-quality gun!

With 420 gold absolutely worth the money, we will earn some hard money. "

Purr ~

Wu Anqisheng didn't answer, and he gently touched his feet. The long gun not far from him had bounced up and was held in his palm.

The length of the spear is two, the thickness of the bowl mouth and the pattern of the whole body are fine. The only strange place is that it has never opened the front.

This was specifically ordered by An Qisheng.

Kaifeng, naturally you have to come.

Humming ~

I trembled lightly, the spear trembled like a dragon dancing, the sound of buzzing was loud, and the shopkeeper was shocked.

The two big men who were holding the shopkeeper and carrying weapons were startled.

They run this business all year round, naturally knowing that it is nothing to be able to lift the weight, and the power of this weapon must be more than ten times the weight of the weapon.

This is definitely a master!

"Good gun."

Luan Qisheng only felt that the tentacles were cold, the gunshots were extremely tough, with a slight jitter, and the power was omnipresent, as if extending hands and feet.

I am naturally a good gun.

Twenty-two pieces of gold are already one-third of the gold and silver of the Zhao family, which is nicknamed the Nanliang Half-City House. Now An Qisheng has all of them.

Based on the prices in this sector, 420 gold is enough to invite 100,000 big men to eat for three days.

For Xuan Xing, it is also the cost of more than 60 million **** coins.

If such a high cost is not a good gun, he will tear the treasurer in half at this time.

"The heroes are really amazing"

Opening the mouth of the shopkeeper, I was just amazed.

"Say, how much is it."

Qi Anqisheng held a spear and couldn't help it.

In his eight-pole career, he shook his big gun day by day. He is more familiar with big guns than any weapon. He hasn't touched the gun for several months. At this time, he has the urge to practice his marksmanship.

With a shot in hand, the feeling of connected heart and veins sprang up.

If there was a spear in his hand that day, he would only need to shoot that hole three times.

"Heroes, shouldn't we say that, okay, four hundred and two gold?"

The shopkeeper ’s heart said, “Should I?”

Because of its large output, the price of cold iron is much lower than that of other exotic metals, but it is definitely not a big deal.

"Is the material fee 362 gold? I am too lazy to ask, but the hard money of 42 gold is indeed a bit more"

Wu Anqisheng glanced at the shopkeeper with a smile.

A pound of cold iron or two gold is naturally good, but those who open weapons shop all year round naturally have their own channels of purchase. Hundreds of pounds of cold iron, if it can't be cheaper by one or two points, he will not believe it.

"The heroes said yes."

The shopkeeper wiped his sweat.

A big man holding a heavy iron gun with a weight of four hundred pounds is looking at you with an eyebrow. How much pressure do you have to bear?

"I have already paid for the material fee. There are twelve gold, and it is not hard work."

An Qisheng slammed the gold down.

"Twelve Gold!"

The shopkeeper's face shook, and the heartache straightened: "Heroes, you are too hard for this price, right ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ How much do you add?"

"Fifteen two, no more."

Luan Qisheng thought for a while and took another gold ingot.

"you"

The two bargained for a bargain. In the end, twenty-two gold was dropped. An Qisheng picked two long swords and walked out of the weapon shop.

When the shopkeeper arrived at the door, a touch of joy appeared on his face.

虽然 Although he did not expect to make much money this time, it was also the biggest sale he ever made in his life.

"This shopkeeper is still pretty good. I have cold iron all over the body. I have not mixed other iron materials to fool me."

Luan Qisheng walked on the long street with a cloak and carrying a spear, and the crowd was not much scattered.

For ordinary people, no one in the martial arts can ever be provoked.

Until walking out of the gate.

The king's head guarding the gate of the city flashed. When An Qisheng's figure went away, he whispered to his subordinates:

"Six sons, go to Jianmen now and find the group of captive adults in Liumen, and say that a master has left the city."

After a pause, he added:

"With a cape, I don't know what it looks like, so he said he was carrying a black gun and he was burly"