"Stuck in the second-class?"
Fang Qiu stared at He Gaoming. Judging from his aura, He Gaoming was indeed a second-class Martial Superior, but Fang Qiu couldn't tell which level he had reached.
"Make your move and let me see."
Fang Qiu said.
"Okay."
He Gaoming's eyes lit up.
For him, this was equivalent to Fang Qiu's promise. Letting him fight must mean that Fang Qiu wanted to guide him.
He was full of expectation.
He Gaoming took two steps back, then exerted all his strength, and then punched at Fang Qiu's face.
"Bang."
Fang Qiu stretched out his right hand and caught He Gaoming's fist.
He sensed the power bursting out of He Gaoming's fist.
Indeed.
The limit of second-class!
"Master, what do you think?"
He Gaoming withdrew his fist, then took two steps forward and approached Fang Qiu. He looked at Fang Qiu expectantly, waiting for Fang Qiu's guidance.
"You have reached the peak of second-class now."
Fang Qiu nodded gently and said in a serious tone, "However, if you really want to be one of the worst third-class Martial Superiors, then I can help you."
"Ah?"
He Gaoming's face changed as soon as he heard this. He hurriedly said, "Forget it. The worst third-class person is not as good as me, the best second-class person."
"Besides, I'm so talented. I can't be ruined by you."
Fang Qiu was speechless.
He rolled his eyes at He Gaoming and walked away directly.
This time.
He Gaoming didn't stop him again.
He knew what Fang Qiu meant.
Although his strength had indeed reached the peak of second-class and he could barely break through, it was not the time for him to break through. At least, he hadn't felt the breakthrough feeling from cultivation. Obviously, Fang Qiu also saw this. If he really wanted to improve, Fang Qiu could help him to upgrade to third-class. However, in that case, it would leave hidden dangers and defects for him.
Thinking about it carefully, cultivation couldn't be rushed. It was better to break through naturally.
He left the detective agency.
Fang Qiu directly took a taxi and went straight to Elder Yi's manor outside the city.
He didn't go through the main door.
Fang Qiu directly flew to the backyard of the manor.
At this time.
Elder Yi was meditating in the training room.
The moment he heard the sound of the wind, he immediately woke up. He quickly got up and opened the door, only to find that it was the mysterious man, John Doe, who had disappeared for a long time.
"Senior, long time no see."
Elder Yi hurried to greet Fang Qiu with cupped fists.
"Long time no see."
Fang Qiu also quickly saluted back, and then said, "Sorry to disturb you. Actually, I have a sudden visit this time because I want to ask you for a favor."
"Oh? What is it? "
Elder Yi asked.
"I heard that Elder Yi has a treasured sword that has been contaminated with the aura of an expert. Can I have a look at it?"
Fang Qiu asked in a sincere tone.
"Of course."
Elder Yi laughed. He had thought that John Doe was going to ask him for help, but he didn't expect that it was just a small matter like borrowing his sword. Although the sword in his hand was precious, it was not something that others couldn't touch, let alone the mysterious John Doe.
"Thank you."
Fang Qiu thanked him.
"Follow me."
Elder Yi nodded with a smile and then walked out of the practice room, leading Fang Qiu into the main hall of the Gobi Desert.
Elder Yi was never polite to the mysterious John Doe's gratitude.
He knew that the mysterious John Doe was not old.
Although he had to respect the mysterious John Doe as a senior in terms of martial arts, in terms of age, he was John Doe's elder. He could bear John Doe's gratitude!
They came to the main hall.
"Take a seat first. I'm going to get the sword."
After saying that, Elder Yi went upstairs directly.
Fang Qiu sat down in the hall.
One minute later.
"Dong, dong, dong …"
Elder Yi stepped on the wooden stairs and came down from upstairs.
Looking carefully.
At this time, there was already a sword in his hand.
This sword looked a little old. The scabbard and hilt were blue with gold, which gave people a sense of luxury at first glance.
"This sword is the lifelong sword of a fifth-class Martial Superior."
Coming to Fang Qiu, Elder Yi handed the sword to Fang Qiu and said, "This kind of sword is rare. I came across it by chance. It took me a lot of effort and a lot of money to get it."
Fang Qiu took the sword.
He found that this sword was not heavy, but very light.
It felt very good.
"Whoosh!"
He gently pulled it out. The long sword trembled and a cold light bloomed from the scabbard, staining the surroundings with some coldness.
"Good sword."
Fang Qiu praised.
Although he was not very familiar with weapons and didn't know what kind of weapon was good, he knew that a weapon that could make people feel cold must not be bad!
Elder Yi looked at him with a smile.
"Elder Yi."
Closing the sword, Fang Qiu said to Elder Yi, "Can you give me a quiet room? I need to observe it carefully."
"Okay."
Elder Yi nodded.
After taking Fang Qiu into a quiet room deep in the pavilion, he turned and left.
In the quiet room.
Fang Qiu pulled out the long sword.
He carefully observed it.
He discovered that the sword was a good sword, but other than the chilliness it emitted, there was nothing special about it.
What about the master's aura?
Where was it?
"Do I have to practice swordsmanship?"
An idea occurred to him.
Fang Qiu turned his wrist, recalled a set of swordsmanship that the old master taught him, and began to practice.
Fang Qiu had practiced this set of swordsmanship countless times.
According to the old master, Fang Qiu had practiced this set of swordsmanship to the extreme.
But.
This was just a set of basic swordsmanship.
Therefore, Fang Qiu had never had the habit of using weapons.
Now.
Fang Qiu was already a guru.
When he practiced this set of swordsmanship, it was more smooth than before.
After a while, he entered the state of being one with the sword.
Just at this time.
"Hmm?"
Fang Qiu suddenly felt that there was a trace of subtle aura on the sword.
That was a strange energy aura.
After this trace of aura appeared, it actually tried to arouse Fang Qiu's internal Qi.
Feeling this.
Fang Qiu's heart skipped a beat and he quickly lowered his cultivation.
After all, the aura on the sword came from a fifth-class Martial Superior. It was almost impossible for a Martial Superior's aura to arouse the internal Qi of a guru expert!
Therefore, Fang Qiu could only quickly suppress his cultivation to the first-class Martial Superior level.
As expected.
After suppressing his strength.
Fang Qiu felt that the trace of aura on the sword was obviously much more active. Not only did it lead Fang Qiu's internal Qi to run, but it even directly penetrated into Fang Qiu's body, arousing Fang Qiu's internal Qi to circulate in his body.
It circulated all the meridians below fifth-class, including those opened by fifth-class Martial Superior, and then returned to the sword.
A set of swordsmanship was performed.
The trace of energy on the sword disappeared.
"I see."
Fang Qiu smiled.
Just now, after careful observation, Fang Qiu found that the trace of aura was because the owner of this weapon had been using this weapon for a long time. Every time he used it, it would cause the internal Qi to circulate in his body and then be transferred to the weapon.
Everything had a spirit. As it was used more and more often, the weapons carried by the masters would naturally be gradually contaminated with these auras. The only difference was that the amount of aura contaminated was more or less.
And these weapons contaminated with the master's aura.
When they fell into the hands of others and were used to practice or fight, once they entered a certain state, the aura on the sword could be stimulated, so that the aura on the sword could lead the internal Qi to circulate in the body.
Suppose the original owner of the weapon was a fifth-class master who had opened ten meridians, and then the weapon fell into the hands of a second-class master, even if the second-class master had only opened four meridians and there were still six unopened meridians, under the guidance of the sword's aura, the internal Qi in the body could circulate unimpeded through ten meridians.
Of course.
This was just a feeling. The real Internal Qi could not run in those unopened tendons and meridians. The appearance and existence of this feeling meant that the user could feel the understanding and experience of opening tendons and meridians in advance.
Even if it was only a little bit of understanding and experience, it was extremely precious for those with low strength.
"So, how can I quickly let the weapon be contaminated with my own aura?"
After figuring out the aura on the sword, Fang Qiu touched his chin and thought carefully.
After thinking for a long time.
Fang Qiu walked out of the quiet room, returned the sword to Elder Yi, expressed his gratitude, and then left.
…
The next day.
Fang Qiu came to the antique street early in the morning and bought three swords.
Of course.
These three swords were Longquan swords made with modern craftsmanship.
After buying the swords.
Fang Qiu immediately found an empty park and began to practice.
At the beginning.
Fang Qiu directly injected internal Qi into the sword, but it didn't work at all. After a long time of infusion, it was gone.
"I can't use force."
Fang Qiu smiled bitterly.
At the beginning, he thought of directly using force, forcibly instilling internal Qi into the sword, trying to leave his own aura on the sword. Obviously, it didn't work.
"Maybe I can become one with the sword."
Thinking of this.
Fang Qiu turned his head and looked around, a little hesitant.
After all, this was a park.
When practicing swordsmanship, once he entered the state of becoming one with the sword, he would forget himself.
Moreover.
This practice required the use of internal Qi. It would be bad if he accidentally hurt someone in the park. Even if he didn't hurt anyone, it was not a good thing to let others see such a shocking swordsmanship.
After thinking for a while.
Fang Qiu saw a mountain in the distance outside the park.
He immediately went out of the city, quickly entered the mountain, and directly rushed to the top of the mountain. After making sure there was no one around, he began to practice.
This time.
Because it was an experiment, Fang Qiu didn't go all out, but deliberately suppressed his strength to the level of fifth-class Martial Superior.
While practicing, he controlled the flow of internal Qi in his body, even treating the sword as a part of his body, so that the internal Qi and his meridians in his body formed a loop.
Soon.
After practicing a set of swordsmanship, Fang Qiu checked again, but still nothing!
"What's going on?"
Fang Qiu was confused.
"Do I really have to wear it for a long time to produce a sword with the aura of a master?"
"If that's the case, how can I mass-produce it and make money?"
Thinking of money, Fang Qiu had a headache.
Even if there was no way, he had to find a way!
Helpless.
Fang Qiu tried again.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
