Extreme Demon

"Practice martial arts?"

Lu Quan'an frowned.

"Why did you start practicing martial arts again?" He was about to scold him, but he immediately thought of the other young men who were out having fun. In comparison, Lu Sheng's actions were much more progressive than those of them.

The words of reprimand came to his lips, and he sighed again.

"When practicing martial arts, I'd better ask you, Uncle Zhao, to follow me and learn from me. Don't practice blindly by yourself, or something could happen easily."

He shook his head, turned around and walked out the door. Halfway there, he paused again.

"Over at the pharmacy, if you want any medicinal materials, just go and order them. I will give you two thousand taels per month."

After saying that, he strode away.

The second mother, Liu Cuiyu, reached out and gently wiped Lu Sheng's sweat with a towel.

"Your father is just soft-hearted."

She sighed.

"The old man of the Xu family has been an acquaintance with him for eight years, and now that something like this happened, he feels very sad.

It’s a good thing that you practice martial arts, but people start practicing martial arts from a young age, so at this age, it’s a little late after all.”

She rambled on about something, but Lu Sheng didn't fully listen.

He focused on his newly acquired Black Tiger Sword Technique.

"It's amazing."

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly listening to Er Niang's words, but actually feeling the condition of his body.

He flexed his arm muscles.

"The muscles in both hands are still the same, but the sense of proficiency, the feeling of knife skills that seem to have been practiced for many years, is simply..."

He tried flexing his leg muscles again.

The muscles in the legs are obviously easier to exert force than before.

He could clearly feel his strength rapidly flowing upward from his feet, all the way to his waist, and then to his arms.

This smooth transmission of force is described in detail in the Black Tiger Sword Technique.

It's called KONE.

"If you follow what is said in the sword technique. Generally, martial arts practitioners have a way to mobilize most of the body's strength.

If you can mobilize 50% of your body's strength, you are considered a good player. Those who mobilize 80% of their strength can enter the so-called state of full strength. "

Lu Sheng weighed it in his mind. According to some of the original memories of this body, he had also heard Uncle Zhao and several other martial artists talking about this aspect.

The Tongli realm is almost one of the best in Jiulian City.

Being able to integrate their strength and strike out together, in this state, even an ordinary person can exert terrifying power and speed far beyond ordinary people with one strike.

"Uncle Zhao, this is the realm of Tongli."

Lu Sheng sighed in his heart. The effect of this modifier was not compromised at all, which made him feel relieved.

"It's a pity that the modifier seems to consume a combination of energy, spirit, and the like. After changing it this time, it's not one of those legendary internal power and internal energy techniques, it's just an ordinary outside swordsmanship, and it almost killed me. Deficient in both qi and blood, he is seriously ill in bed."

Lu Sheng vaguely understood the nature of the modifier.

This thing seems to be an adjuster, able to imprint experience, memory, instinct, and martial arts on the body.

But this kind of adjustment requires energy, and what seems to be consumed is his energy and energy.

Moreover, adjusting body memory, etc., is not something that can be done overnight.

“The body is like a pile of materials, and the modifier should use these materials to build a new base plate based on the original one.

Muscle strength, bone strength, etc. cannot be transformed out of thin air. "

Lu Sheng came up with this guess.

In the next few days, the changes in his body also confirmed his suspicion.

His body has slowly recovered since the first day, and at the same time, strong muscles have slowly grown in his arms, legs, chest and back.

Moreover, Lu Sheng obviously felt that the pain in his body had become numb. A patch gradually grows on the skin of the palm of my hand.

Some thick cuticles.

His appetite is also getting bigger and bigger.

In order not to stand out, he would go out secretly every day and eat outside.

I had four meals at home, breakfast, lunch and dinner, plus midnight snacks.

He has to eat the same amount of food outside as he does at home.

After seven days of this, Lu Sheng's whole body became faintly stronger, and his figure was not as thin as before.

He had also returned the complete book of sword skills to Uncle Zhao long ago.

Uncle Zhao heard that he was lying in bed and was ill. When he took over the sword technique, he shook his head and sighed, and had no other expression, and he no longer asked about sword practice.

Lu Sheng guessed that he probably thought that he accidentally tried to practice swordsmanship and injured himself.

Uncle Zhao does have similar ideas.

Originally, he was waiting for Lu Sheng to go to him to answer his questions after he failed to practice swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, he heard that the eldest son Lu Sheng was injured and bedridden in a blink of an eye.

Later, he returned the secret book to him and stopped asking about the Black Tiger Sword.

He thought Lu Sheng was no longer interested and gave up.

In this regard, Uncle Zhao said nothing except sighing.

Everything is back to the way it was before.

The life of Lu Mansion seems not to have been greatly affected by the Xu family.

The juniors went out for an outing, those who drank flower wine continued to drink flower wine, those who listened to music, those who rode horses, and those who attended some poetry or flower party. Although Jiulian City is not big, it is not small either. There are all kinds of fun things.

The older generation attend this party and that party from time to time, and go to the city yamen for discussions.

Lu Quan'an also devoted himself to the chamber of commerce and business all day long.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten the tragedy of the Xu family. Back to living the same life as before.

The only difference from before was that there were two people.

One is Lu Yiyi. Without her fiancé and the person she loves, she sheds tears every day and becomes more and more haggard.

The other one is Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng became more interested in running outside.

Instead of going to have fun and listen to music, he went to find an open space in the woods outside the city.

He started to practice the Black Tiger Sword Technique without thinking about himself.

Heifeng Ridge is located southwest of Jiulian City.

The wind howls at night.

Lu Sheng picked up a simple knife from the blacksmith shop in the city and rushed towards this place.

He didn't want to reach Heifeng Ridge, he just wanted to find a chance to test the sword on the way.

The Black Tiger Sword Technique was obtained by using a modifier, and he did not intend to expose it. This could be used as one of his trump cards.

To outsiders, they all thought he was an ordinary rich man with no power.

Under such a wrong understanding, if there is any crisis against him, this ability will become his biggest comeback.

Of course, the premise is that this black tiger sword technique experience really works.

Lu Sheng didn't know exactly where Heifeng Ridge was or how far it was from Jiulian City.

There is no curfew in Jiulian City, and the city gates are open at night. He was alone and wore loose clothes, lowered his head to cover his face, changed into simple clothes, and then used his daughter's gouache to slightly modify his face.

Suddenly he became an ordinary tourist that no one knew.

After leaving the city at night, Lu Sheng glanced into the distance.

The dark barren mountains and ridges are like sleeping giants, lurking quietly in the moonlight.

He also had some drumming in his heart.

But in order to hide himself, and also to test how powerful the Black Tiger Sword Technique is.

Standing at the gate of the city, he still mustered up his energy and walked towards Black Wind Ridge.

Ding ding ding.

The caravan returning from the night was entering the city from the avenue.

The bells hanging on the horses were blown by the wind and swayed far away in the night wind.

The location where Lu Sheng leaves the city is the side gate.

The gates of Jiulian City are very strange. Not only are they not closed at night, but there are many gates alone. The city walls look tall and thick, but in fact they are leaking air everywhere and cannot provide any protection at all.

"Are you arriving at night again today?"

"It's very dark at night, and my wheel sprained while I was driving. It's really unlucky."

On the main road at the city gate, the voices of the caravan leader and the city guarding officer floated over from afar.

Lu Sheng Station is on the southwest-facing path, which is much narrower than the main entrance lane.

Only two torches were burning on the wall of the dark side entrance. The dim light shone down, and only the objects about half a meter in front of them could be seen.

"It really is ancient times." Lu Sheng sighed inwardly.

Looking up, the three directions in front were pitch black, with only the firelight of Jiulian City behind him.

"Without flashlights and lights, the ancient wilderness was simply a paradise for wild animal hunting."

He hesitated slightly, but the Black Tiger Sword Technique experience surging in his body made him feel less fearful.

Because there is a way to deal with this dark environment in the Black Tiger Sword method.

In other words, the black tiger itself is a good hunter in the dark. The Black Tiger Sword Technique has high requirements for Tingfeng Bian and is not afraid of this kind of environment.

Tightening his belt, Lu Sheng held the knife tightly and accelerated towards the path leading to Black Wind Ridge.

After walking a few hundred meters along the trail, he took out the flint from the bag on his waist, and then took off the small torch that had been prepared on his back.

Place a piece of flint at the head of the torch and rub the two stones together vigorously.

Snapped.

Sparks flew from the torch head.

The red sparks started a little bit at first, and then quickly spread to the entire torch head.

There is finally light in the darkness.

Lu Sheng looked back and saw that the light in Jiulian City was already very dim.

He held the torch and walked forward slowly.

"According to what the hunter said, a wild wolf often appears on this road at night. It depends on my luck."

He didn't dare to go to Black Wind Ridge. Knowing that there were probably ghosts and the like in this world, he naturally didn't dare to stray too far from the city.

If he hadn't found many ways in the city to try his own strength, he wouldn't have come here to try his luck alone.

After walking some distance further, he quickly discovered traces on the ground.

The traces of wild wolves that the old hunter said.

Several white clay-like ovoid feces.

Lu Sheng picked up a stone and punched it with feces.

This thing has dried and hardened, and when it is crushed into pieces, something like fingernail fragments is exposed inside.

"It's right here. This poop should be from a few days ago. According to the old hunter, he saw the old wolf here yesterday. It should be nearby."

Lu Sheng held the torch in one hand and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist with the other hand.

Pu Dao is a type of knife derived from the integration of soldiers and farmers, with a long handle.

The handle of Lu Sheng's knife is as long as the blade. When the blade is removed, it can be used as a farm pole. A bit like a shrunken Guandao.

He held it with one hand, but he was still a little weak.

Simply insert the torch into the crack of the stone on one side.

The surrounding area is surrounded by jagged rocks and jagged rocks. There are no trees, so there is no fear of catching fire.

After Lu Sheng inserted the torch, he carefully took out a paper bag from his waist pouch. Inside the paper bag was a piece of fresh pork that he had just cut in the afternoon.

The oil paper was slowly spread out and placed on the ground.

There was still blood on the surface of the meat, and a fishy smell quickly spread with the wind.

Lu Sheng held the knife and moved away slightly, huddled behind a big rock and waited.

The wind is a bit cold.

Lu Sheng leaned sideways against the white stone as tall as a person, looking in the direction of the meat.

Time passed slowly.

Woo.

Soon, there was a faint sound in the wind, which seemed to be the sound of wind or the whimpering of some kind of animal.

call!

Suddenly a black shadow came from the side, and the torch reflected light, revealing a pair of green eyes.

The black shadow was extremely fast. It pounced on the piece of meat, picked up the meat and ran away.

Lu Sheng felt happy and was about to leave.

Suddenly his back tightened.

A gust of cold wind hit my vest.

Lu Sheng's eyes widened, he turned around with his sword and slashed horizontally.