Changsheng: I have been in Jiaofang Division for thousands of years

After leaving Zuixianju, Zhao Mu didn't go back to Jiaofangsi immediately, but went straight into a weapon shop.

"Young master, do you want to buy weapons?"

Seeing a guest coming in, the boss immediately greeted him attentively.

"Well, you have quite a few types of weapons here?"

Zhao Mu took a look and saw that the shelves of the shop were full of various weapons.

"That's natural. To tell you the truth, my lord, apart from the bows and crossbows that are prohibited by the imperial court, we have all kinds of weapons in our store. It depends on which one you like?"

The boss looks a little complacent.

"I'll see which one is pleasing to the eye."

Zhao Mu said casually, while reaching out to touch each weapon, and at the same time mobilized the innate qi, and his mind secretly sensed it.

What is pleasing to the eye?

The boss was taken aback.

This dude from some family doesn't buy weapons just to put on a show, right?

After all, people who really practice martial arts don't know what weapons they need?

Zhao Mu walked forward step by step, staying in front of each weapon for a long time to carefully touch and sense it.

The boss looked more and more strangely, wondering if this person has some quirks?

Otherwise, if you don't go to the brothel, why are you touching this pair of weapons endlessly?

About a stick of incense time has passed.

Suddenly Zhao Mu stopped, and his palms rested on a broad-backed epee.

The width of this heavy sword is equivalent to the two palms of an adult, and the length is as high as a person. If ordinary people do not practice martial arts, it is estimated that it will be difficult to carry it.

Zhao Mu's fingers lightly slid across the spine of the sword, and a mysterious sense of excitement surged in the mind of the innate realm.

It seemed that there was a certain voice in the dark, constantly telling him that this wide-backed epee was the most suitable weapon for him.

"The epee has no front, so it's too clever to work! The characteristics of this wide-backed epee are quite similar to my previous style of conduct."

Zhao Mu smiled slightly, then turned around and said, "Boss, is there a better quality of this broad-backed epee? This quality is so poor that no one wants it as a fire stick."

"Hehe, the ones displayed outside are naturally not good ones, but are you sure, my lord, are you going to buy a broad-backed epee? It's not easy to play with it?"

asked the boss uncertainly.

"Don't talk too much, just go and get it."

"Then wait a moment."

The boss told the buddy.

Soon, two strong young fellows joined forces and pulled out a broad-backed epee from behind.

Zhao Mu walked over and easily raised the epee with one hand.

The quality of this sword is indeed superior, far surpassing that just now.

"Very good, how much?"

"Young master, if you like it, you can take the 80 taels of silver."

"Give you."

Zhao Mu didn't bother to negotiate the price at all, he just threw a piece of silver over, picked up the epee and left the door.

"Boss, this young man has amazing arm strength?"

exclaimed a fellow.

"What good arm strength? He's just a dude. He doesn't know what he's good at when he buys weapons, but he still wants to choose them now. He..."

Having said this, the boss was stunned, and suddenly realized that he was confused.

That's right, the broad-backed epee just now could only be lifted by the combined efforts of two burly men in his shop.

But Zhao Mu was alone, and he lifted it easily with one hand.

Such astonishing arm strength, how could it be possible for a dude to have it?

……

It is not an easy task to train new weapons.

What's more, what Zhao Mu wanted to change was a wide-backed epee that was very different from the soft sword.

Although the two weapons are both swords, one focuses on dexterity and cunning, and the other focuses on one-strength reduction.

Many of their usage methods are completely reversed, so it is impossible to completely change them in a short period of time.

But Zhao Mu is not in a hurry, he has plenty of time.

Time passed day by day.

Zhao Mu ignored the changes in the world outside, and just focused on practicing the broad-backed epee.

At the same time, every day, he communicated with his true energy and mind to nourish the epee, and constantly promoted the cohesion of martial arts will.

half year later.

Zhao Mu has already used the broad-backed heavy sword like his arms and fingers.

After all, a congenital master far surpasses an acquired martial artist in his ability to control his own qi, limbs, and mind.

Therefore, the speed at which they practice any martial arts weapon is quite astonishing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they can make rapid progress.

one year later.

Zhao Mu's use of the heavy sword is no less than the soft sword that he has been immersed in for decades.

At the same time, the mind and true energy, as well as the communication and nurturing of the epee, are also progressing rapidly.

In his eyes at this time, the epee was no longer an ordinary weapon, but it seemed to have life, and there was a faint feeling of mutual connection.

Two years later.

Zhao Mu felt the transformation of his mind and spirit, as if the whole person became like an epee, full of thick and domineering meaning.

He knew that he had reached the threshold of martial arts will.

Time flies, and three years have passed by.

Today, the night is dark.

The Jiaofang Secretary, who had been noisy for a whole day, finally calmed down after a few hours.

Zhao Mu carried the epee and left Jiaofangsi like a ghost.

After three years of unremitting efforts.

Today, he finally felt that he was about to condense his martial arts will and break through the Grandmaster.

So he planned to find a secluded place and retreat alone so as not to be disturbed by others.

Outside the city, an inaccessible valley.

Like a falcon, Zhao Mu passed through the dense forest lightly and came to a clearing.

He sat cross-legged and quietly circulated his true energy to adjust his breath.

He didn't stand up again until he adjusted himself to his peak condition.

"let's start."

Zhao Mu took a deep breath, and began to dance slowly with the heavy sword in his hand.

His sword-wielding speed was not fast, but every time he swung the one-man-tall epee, it seemed to contain tremendous force, and it looked extremely heavy.

Waves of majestic innate qi, dancing with the epee, began to circle around him, setting off a gust of wind like a huge wave.

The surrounding trees were violently shaken by the blowing, and the trunk thicker than a wheel seemed to be blown off at any moment.

The speed of Zhao Mu's sword dance began to accelerate, and there seemed to be a deafening heavy sword sound in the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Zhao Mu was completely immersed in his own world, and any external interference could not affect him.

I don't know how much time passed, Zhao Mu's sword dancing stopped abruptly.

The sudden change between movement and stillness seemed to make the whole world feel a sense of disobedience.

The heavy sword was deeply inserted into the ground.

Zhao Mu's eyes were slightly closed, and he just stood quietly by the sword.

A special kind of power in the body, like a sapling emerging from the ground, rapidly flourished and spread around him.

At this moment, all the leaves on the surrounding trees suddenly stood up sideways at the same time, with their leaf tips all pointing in the opposite direction to Zhao Mu.

It was as if there was an invisible force that turned all the leaves into sharp swords, showing their sharpness.

Chapter 29 Who is going to die?

Sword Intent!

Finally condensed successfully.

It also represents that Zhao Mu's cultivation has finally stepped into the realm of a master.

This is a completely new realm that is completely different from innate.

The condensation of martial arts will makes Xiantian and Grandmaster completely different.

That is not only the growth of true qi cultivation, but also the substantial improvement of will and spirit.

Zhao Mu could clearly feel that his strength had doubled.

Now if he is facing an innate master again, he doesn't need to use his true energy at all.

Just relying on the strong oppression of the sword intent, he can make the innate master mentally collapse, and he can't give birth to the thought of resistance.

While cultivating as a breakthrough master, the cultivation of "Six Paths of Heaven's Gate" also went further.

The fourth door of life was finally opened.

In "Six Paths of Tianmen", the fourth gate of life can be said to be a watershed.

The opening of the first three doors can only improve one's true qi cultivation, and a small amount of cleansing tendons and cutting marrow, improving one's cultivation qualifications.

But the opening of the fourth gate of life is more than that.

Zhao Mu could feel a majestic vitality burst out from deep within his body.

And under the tempering of this vitality, his physical body began to become stronger and stronger at an astonishing speed.

When the tempering was over, he felt that his physical strength had far exceeded his true energy cultivation.

As for how strong it is?

Before he met an evenly matched opponent, he couldn't tell clearly.

"Sure enough, the skills created by the immortal cultivators, the wonder of "Six Paths of the Heavenly Gate", are indeed far superior to the martial arts skills."

Zhao Mu admired in his heart.

"According to the description in "Six Paths of Tianmen", the tempering of the physical body by the fourth gate of life is actually preparing for the birth of the acquired spiritual root."

"Just like fertile land is the foundation for a good harvest, a strong enough physical body is the foundation for the cultivation of spiritual roots."

"It's just that I don't know what it will be like when the fifth heart gate is opened, or the even more powerful sixth heaven gate?"

Zhao Mu is looking forward to this very much.

……

Zheng Jingren barely maintained his life span for three years, and finally he was about to come to an end.

The night was dark.

Zhao Mu took a mask and walked into Zheng Jingren's yard.

"You came."

Zheng Jingren sat at the stone table, sipping tea quietly, with no expression on his face, facing the fear of death.