The handsome man in the entertainment industry

揖, thank you repeatedly while busy picking up the copper plate at your feet.

Chapter 53, Seven, Youxian 05

"The so-called 'Ji Da' was originally a form of sacrifice. Later, through practicing Qi and formulas, practitioners of Taoism were able to communicate with heaven and earth, and temporarily borrowed the power of nature or the power of some gods to use it far beyond their own abilities. the power of."

While applauding, Xiao Xiao leaned close to Ruan Mudeng's ear, explaining to her apprentice what happened just now.

At this time, the surroundings are very lively, Ruan Mudeng and Xiao Xiao are holding hands, in order to hear each other's words clearly, the distance between the two of them talking is extremely close, if they are not wearing masks, it can almost be called "hearing together". .

However, among the dozens of people around the two at the juggling booth, none of them cared about their overly intimate behavior. They just watched the scene from their own eyes, as if it was only natural for two men to be close to each other. things in general.

"There are many forms of 'Zhi Da'. Some people can be invulnerable with copper skin and iron bones, and some people are like the skinny man. They become infinitely powerful in an instant, and have the ability to split mountains and rocks... There is also a set in Maoshan technique Sending formulas, Zhengyi Sect also has similar exercises."

While the two were talking, the two brothers, one strong and one thin, dragged out another wooden stake that was thick enough to be the main beam of a big house, and erected it straight in the middle of the field.

I only heard the short and sturdy man take out a half-arm-long short knife from the burden, and in front of everyone, pulled the knife out of the leather sheath wrapped in invisible material, and showed the knife body for the audience to see.

Ruan Mudeng stared at the knife carefully, and saw that the handle of the knife was white, the tan was shiny, and the body of the knife was black. Sharp, like a knife that hasn't been sharpened yet.

Just listening to the short and strong man's story, it seemed white: "This knife was a gift from an expert when my brothers and I traveled the mountains and rivers. It is a three-thousand-year-old snake. It was made from the relics of body shaping and bone forging. The snake sloughed into a sheath, and the snake bone was used as a handle. The single horn on top of the head hit the black gold blade! It's a pity..."

As he said that, he raised the knife with one hand, and swung it straight at his arm—amidst the exclamation of everyone around him, the blade hit the man's flesh, and the blunt part sank half an inch, leaving no trace scars.

"It's a pity that this blade cannot be sharpened unless it is a whetstone that has been mixed with thousand-year-old cold iron sand. My brothers and I have traveled all over the world for these years, but we have not found a good master to "open it up". We are out of luck!"

Speaking of this, he intentionally made a long pause, his eyes swept over the crowd of onlookers, and with the light of the big red lanterns above his head, he seemed to be able to take everyone's expressions into his eyes through the mask.

"Therefore, Brother She and I are determined to find a good owner for this treasured sword worthy of it."

The short and strong man said loudly, while patting the wooden stake as thick as his thigh erected beside him, "Let's leave it here, as long as there is any expert who can use our The one who cut the wooden post with the jiaojiao knife is the destined person of the precious knife, we brothers and sisters have no second thoughts, and immediately gave it to you in front of many folks!"

He paused, and then added: "Of course, these days are the sacrifices of the God of the Mountain. Those who can come and go to the night market must be full of experts with hidden dragons, crouching tigers, and extraordinary skills! So, in order to show our respect for the God of the Mountain, we also Don’t dare to make too much noise, if you sincerely want this knife, you can just give it 180 characters and try it out!”

"Hey! You need a hundred coins for one try!"

Immediately below someone sighed loudly.

The jiaojiao knife, which has been tempered by the sky thunder, is extremely rare except for the material, because it is extraordinarily expensive, and it has a strong thunder and fire aura, which has an extremely powerful deterrent effect on mountain spirits, wild monsters and ghosts.

As soon as the knife was out of its sheath, many little demons and ghosts in the audience could no longer bear the coercion of the knife, and quietly retreated to the periphery of the crowd. Those who were still crowded inside to watch were either human cultivators or some Daoxing big monster.

But even for these people, it is one thing to look at it, but it is another thing to dare to reach out and touch or even use the knife.

Moreover, those who are well-informed among them can also see that this precious sword is very good, but it has no edge. It's a trivial matter to spend the one hundred yuan in vain for the power of the hair, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing in front of the eyes of all the people.

For a while, everyone around the audience looked at me and I looked at you.

They were all wearing masks. Although they couldn't see the expressions of others, they all knew that they were afraid that no one would dare to step forward. As they hesitated, the atmosphere was a bit unspeakably awkward.

"What's the matter? Isn't there any hero willing to come up and try?"

Seeing that no one was willing to try, the short and strong man suddenly got excited and shouted even louder.

"This is the first time for us brothers to come to your place to pay homage to Grandfather of the Mountain God. Seeing the beautiful scenery and green mountains and clear waters here, it must be a place full of outstanding people and outstanding talents. That's why we want to find an owner for our precious sword here, but why? ...Hey! There is not even a judge who is brave enough to try?"

"that is!"

The tall and thin man also quickly added: "As far as everyone's reactions are concerned, it's not as good as the Dragon King Temple in Qinghe Town, a hundred miles away from where we went last year!"

Ruan Mudeng didn't know the origin of the two places, but after hearing the tall man's words, the crowd of onlookers immediately boiled up, and after a while, a strong young man in apricot clothes came out more and more, and Dama Jindao stood there. In front of the two of them, he threw a piece of broken silver, patted his chest and shouted: "Let me try!"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, took over the unsharpened jiaojiao knife, exerted all his strength, and slashed at the wooden post with all his might—only a heavy, muffled "ding bang" sounded, and the wooden post slightly Shaking twice, he stood firmly again, only a layer of skin was wiped off where he was cut, leaving a light white mark, but the young man in apricot clothes fell backwards due to the recoil, and fell to the ground, holding the precious sword. After letting go, the tiger's mouth was already cracked due to the force of thunder and fire, and blood flowed profusely.

Seeing that the blow failed, the young man in apricot clothes was so ashamed that he clutched his injured right hand and didn't talk to anyone. He just lowered his head and pushed away the crowd, and ran away quickly.

"It's a pity, it's still a little bit worse!"

The short and stout man smiled ostentatiously, picked up the broken silver on the ground and stuffed it into his purse, and continued to provoke, "I wonder if there is anyone here who is more powerful than the one just now?"

Ruan Mudeng looked at it seriously, frowned at this moment, thought for a while, leaned close to his master's ear, and gently gestured towards the center with his finger, "That wooden stake is not quite right."

He whispered: "It seems to be too heavy..."

"Well, something is wrong."

Xiao Xiao replied with a smile, but suddenly stretched out her hand, and shoved her apprentice on the back suddenly, "Come on, you can try it too."

"what?"

Ruan Mudeng was caught off guard and managed to avoid being staggered by Xiao Xiao. He turned his head, and his eyes under the mask were wide open, "I can't do it, I can't stop."

"You can do it, trust me."

Xiao Xiao smiled so much that her eyes curled up, and she had that fox-like sly expression that Ruan Mudeng was most familiar with.

"Just slash with all your strength."

After speaking, he couldn't help but push his apprentice out.

"Hey, does this little brother also want to give it a try?"

Seeing Ruan Mudeng entered the crowd, the short and stout man immediately came forward and asked with a loud laugh.

"Yes, let him try."

Xiao Xiao, who was a few steps away, answered loudly for her apprentice, and threw a piece of broken silver over from a distance, "It's mine."

"okay!"

The short and strong man ran a few steps quickly, picked up the Jiaojiao knife with blood on the handle from the ground, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and handed it to Ruan Mudeng with both hands. Although his gesture was respectful, his eyes were full of joy. His sarcasm was too revealing, and he didn't even bother to cover it up.

Ruan Mudeng took the knife, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

This jiaojiao knife is about one foot long, and it is quite heavy in the hand. The handle is as white as jade, and the ring-shaped handle is connected like a spine.The mouth of the swallow is made of brass, and the four-character inscription "meeting the weather and transforming the dragon" is engraved on the small tan.The blade is the legendary "Dragon Horn", like gold and ink, shiny black, when changing the angle, you can faintly see a purple electric light flowing in it.

Looking at the scabbard thrown on the ground by the two brothers, it seems to be made of some kind of leather, the color is dark brown and almost black, and there is a layer of semi-curved fine scales on the surface, which is obviously not extraordinary.

"Come here, little brother, please!"

Apparently, the short and sturdy man didn't want to wait for Ruan Mudeng to see their baby clearly, so he urged them to go towards the wooden post.

Ruan Mudeng turned back subconsciously, looked at Xiao Xiao who was still standing in the crowd, and only got a smile from the corner of the other party's lips from a distance, and a slight nod of his head calmly.

...Well, since Xiao Xiao said he can do it, let's try...

Thinking in this way, Ruan Mudeng stood in front of the wooden stake, with his feet level with his shoulders, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, leaning forward the tip of the knife, posing his most convenient starting gesture, and exhaling deeply twice After that, he raised his hands above his head and waved vigorously at the stake in front of him!

The moment Ruan Mudeng swung the knife, an incomparably wonderful feeling seized him suddenly.

He felt that there seemed to be some kind of thick and soft breath that enveloped his whole body, as if he was completely embraced by another person, and at the same time, that person's hands covered him.