I don't have soul skills, I can kill Douluo

"Fortunately, it's just a little bird without cultivation. If it were a soul beast, the little soul power I just started to accumulate wouldn't be enough." Lin Manshan shook his head as he untied the long thread and put down the magpie bird that was no longer struggling. "I can only control these two for now."

Open the window and flapping a few times, the magpie pecks at the spider and flies away.

Through the magpie's perspective, Lin Manshan could clearly see the passing houses and trees.

The magpie bird flew at a good speed, and he soon saw the familiar adobe house.

A loud banging sound came, and looking down, it was Tang San who was constantly beating the iron with his hammer.

Not far away from him, Tang Hao was sitting on a small bench basking in the sun, occasionally glancing at the forging platform.

He controlled the magpie to fly around the house, fluttered and landed on the edge of the bed near the back room, put down the spider, and waited for the spider to crawl in along the window hole. Lin Manshan controlled the magpie to fly up again, circle around and land closest to the forging platform. On the tree.

Tang Hao, who had a keen sense of perception, opened his eyes and glanced at the magpie bird, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

The beginning of spring is the best time for birds to return to build nests and reproduce. It is normal to see magpies.

Seeing that Tang Hao didn't pay attention, Lin Manshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that this guy would hunt birds for extra meals.

After moving to a suitable angle, Lin Manshan began to watch carefully.

"Is this the Chaotic Cloak Hammering Technique? You use your legs to carry your waist, your belt to carry your back, your back to your arms, and you use your strength to apply force. It's pretty subtle." What he inherited was the most precious memory of the ten years of cultivation that went against the will of heaven, and he performed it almost every day. During the battle and comprehension, one can naturally see the subtlety of Tang San's hammer-swinging skills, "However, this Tang San must have just learned it and is not very skilled in the movements."

Lin Manshan recalled it, and it was indeed Tang Hao who taught the Chaos Cloak Hammer technique after knowing that Tang San had awakened the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit.

"When I have the opportunity in the future, I can try to open my own private blacksmith shop. Blacksmithing is a very physically demanding exercise, especially using the random cloak hammer method, which has a good training effect on arm and waist strength. It’s good for me too.”

To wield a knife, all you need is arm strength and waist strength.

"Tang San was able to defeat Feng Xiaotian when he demonstrated the Clear Sky Hammer for the first time in the Soul Master Competition, which is inseparable from his early blacksmithing experience. After all, practice makes perfect." Lin Manshan watched again, gave good instructions to Magpie Bird, and disconnected Link.

"Chirp." The magpie bird chirped a few times, flew down from the tree, picked up a few twigs from the ground, and flew back. Apparently, it was preparing to build a nest.

"It's really easy to use. You can establish contact from such a distance, and you can see clearly. It is indeed a dark technique specially developed by the Nether Clan for investigation." Lin Manshan smiled, stood up and walked out, carrying the small bench and He sat down on the hardwood he brought back before, summoned the martial spirit of the hatchet and began to carve it. He could not summon the martial spirit for a long time now, so he was going to carve a wooden knife to practice his sword skills.

…

In the morning, he went out for a run with his wooden sword to practice, went to the open space outside the village to practice swordsmanship, went home for lunch at noon, practiced soul power in the afternoon and evening, and read the "True Eye" memory before going to bed. Lin Manshan spent a month quickly under a tight schedule.

At night, in the bedroom, Lin Manshan slowly opened his eyes with a depressed look on his face.

"No wonder Baicai is still a scumbag in the finale. The human body is too weak. The improvement speed of the physical body cannot keep up with the speed of the cultivation of soul power. Obviously my soul strength is more than enough, but the physical body cannot withstand it at first. "

Feeling the bulging fullness in his body, Lin Manshan was helpless, "It is possible to transfer the excess soul power to the martial soul to complete the soul-implantation of the life weapon in advance, but that will cause the martial soul's form to change drastically, and it will be impossible to explain it at that time."

"If I were to be regarded as a twin martial soul, I would inevitably have some twists and turns. But with my status as a civilian and my current strength, I really can't stand the trouble, so it's better to keep a low profile. It seems that I can only stop cultivating soul power first and focus on I have switched to soul power cultivation. In the past month, I have been practicing soul power to solve the headache problem. The soul power is still at level three, and it is indeed time to practice."

"Now that my headache problem has been solved, cultivating soul power should no longer have any impact on the body." Lin Manshan subconsciously touched his chin, "After absorbing the first soul ring and strengthening the body, I can continue to cultivate the soul. Strength. Or, I can find a way to make money, spend money to buy some herbs and refine them with alchemy techniques to strengthen my body and maintain the cultivation of soul power."

"Damn, Ice and Fire Eyes, I admit I'm greedy." Lin Manshan complained. When it comes to refining medicinal herbs, ordinary herbs are not as effective as fairy grass. "In my current situation, I can't even get close to Dugu Bo's qualifications." No, let alone risking being killed on the spot to gain trust and obtain the jelly grass. With Dugu Bo’s character of being both good and evil, it would be too risky to act rashly.”

"Improve your strength first and think of a solution later."

"You can practice soul power, hey." Tang San's daily schedule was very regular. He went to the top of the mountain to practice the Purple Demon Eyes in the early morning, went home to cook, and after dinner started to blacksmith and practice the random cloak hammering technique, and at night he practiced Xuantian Kung Fu.

He had magpies follow Tang San to the top of the mountain every day, and spiders sat on the beams at night to observe them up close, but so far he had found nothing about the Xuantian Technique. Xuantian Kung is an internal skill, and the qi flows through the meridians. He can't control the magpies and spiders at all. The same goes for the Purple Demon Eyes. Apart from seeing the purple light in the eyes, there is nothing else to gain.

On the contrary, Tang San gained a lot from the hidden weapon techniques, the ghost shadow technique, the crane-controlling-dragon-capturing technique, and the cloak-and-hammer technique that Tang San practiced. As for the mechanical hidden weapons, Tang San had not yet completed the task of tempering the piece of pig iron that Tang Hao gave to Tang San.

We don’t even have the materials, so naturally we haven’t started building it yet.

"If you don't have Xuantian Kung, there won't be any. You should practice or practice." Thinking of this, Lin Manshan immediately closed his eyes and meditated.

The daily practice was still carried out in an orderly manner, and another two months passed unknowingly.

In the early morning, when the sky was still bright, Lin Manshan got up and pushed out the door, facing the cool morning breeze and doing morning exercises.

Not long after, other doors were pushed open one after another. Miao Ni took the lead to walk out. She turned around and saw Lin Manshan, with a smile on her face. "Xiao Wu, you got up so early again. Just wait, mother will make breakfast for you. Eat Then go out for exercise."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the house, "Old Jack!"

"Who is it!" On the other side, Old Jack, who had just walked out of the room, rubbed his eyes and looked up.

"Tang Hao?" As if he thought of something, his face suddenly lit up and he shouted loudly: "What, you figured it out?"

"Humph, I just don't want to waste a free quota. I still want to have a clean sleep tomorrow morning. If you want to come over and take the mistress away, don't disturb me by making noises again." Tang Hao finished speaking in a calm tone and turned around. Just leave.

"This Tang Hao finally did something serious." Old Jack shook his head.

I said it couldn’t be done before, but it just wasn’t possible. How hypocritical. Looking at Tang Hao's leaving figure, Lin Manshan curled his lips.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Manshan took a wooden knife and ran towards the outside of the village, continuing his daily practice.