Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

"It really succeeded?" Su Mu scanned the huge figure with his mental power in a strange manner.

I saw that the appearance of this figure was the same as that of Su Mu.

The difference is that this figure is wearing a seven-color glazed costume, wearing a purple gold crown with a huge dazzling pearl inlaid on the crown.

With his hands folded between his legs, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating, a strong sense of oppression rushed over his face between breaths!

What surprised Su Mu the most was that there was a divine sword pattern between the eyebrows of this figure, just like the third eye.

"Good guy, have I become Erlang God?" Su Mu shook his head dumbfounded, and said to himself:

"But I seem to be short of a dog, where can I get a Xiaotian dog?"

After playing for a while, Su Mu withdrew his mental power and opened his eyes slightly.

"Did you fail?" Seeing that Su Mu opened his eyes so quickly, Wuqing thought he hadn't succeeded, so he comforted him:

"Don't worry, it didn't happen overnight.

It took me more than a year to barely condense a phantom, you..."

"Success." Su Mu interrupted her with a smile before Wu Qing finished speaking.

"What?!" After Wuqing was stunned for a moment, he suddenly stared at Su Mu with wide eyes:

"You said...you succeeded?!!"

Wuqing felt that there must be something wrong with his ears, otherwise he wouldn't have heard such absurd words!

"That's right." Su Mu nodded affirmatively, and pointed to the center of his brow:

"I have visualized my own figure in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Moreover, that figure has been condensed into shape, and even its appearance is no different from reality. "

Although he didn't know why he could condense into shape so quickly, it didn't prevent him from pretending to be bi in front of Ruthless.

"..." After staring at Su Mu ruthlessly for a while, he waved his hands in a daze:

"Since you've succeeded, I have nothing to do with you. Let's leave."

After speaking, she slowly floated away like a ghost.

She really doesn't want to stay here anymore, it's too shocking!

It took her a year to create this method of visualization.

Then it took another year to visualize a phantom.

In the end, it took a full five years to condense the phantom into shape.

And what about Sumu?

Until now, the stick of incense that Wu Qing brought over had only burned more than half!

That is to say, it took only half a stick of incense for Su Mu to surpass the ruthless seven years of hard work!

Ruthless and not being hit mad is her toughness of heart!

"Tsk, ruthlessness is really fragile." After Su Mu shamelessly complained, he decided to try out mind reading.

Came to Xiao Bei's door furtively, calmed down, and tried to mobilize the giant in his sea of ​​consciousness!

"Shua!" Suddenly, the huge Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes, and a divine light shot out from his eyes!

This divine light is actually extremely condensed spiritual power.

As soon as it came out between the eyebrows, it immediately invaded Xiaobei's sea of ​​consciousness at an extremely fast speed.

Then Su Mu carefully perceived Xiaobei's mental fluctuations, and fine-tuned his own mental fluctuations.

After a while, the two mental fluctuations became exactly the same.

At this moment, some chaotic thoughts appeared in Su Mu's mind:

"It's so boring, when can we go out and play?"

"Master is also true, can't you give me a compliment?"

"Brother Big Mouth is such an idiot. I've been teaching him for so long, but he hasn't learned it yet. I'm so anxious. Why don't we not teach him?"

"Where did junior sister go? Did she go out to buy candied haws? Do you want to grab one later?"

In such a short period of time, all kinds of clear and fuzzy memories flooded into Su Mu's mind crazily!

Human memory is complicated, and thoughts are even more unpredictable. It is possible to flash more than a dozen thoughts in a second.

So whenever I ruthlessly read other people's minds, I was under great pressure.

"Hiss..." Su Mu took a breath, immediately withdrew his mental strength, and shook his head:

"It seems that this trick can't be used for a long time!"

Xiao Bei is still just a child, her mind is not complicated, she has so many small thoughts, let alone an adult.

If you were an adult, you would feel countless "spiritual garbage" at the moment of Su Mu's mind reading!

It wouldn't affect him much, it's just...disgusting!

The reason why Wuqing used mind-reading techniques repeatedly was because she was eager for revenge and had no other means, so she could only resist using mind-reading techniques.

The more you use it, the more you will get used to it.

But Su Mu didn't want to get used to it.

The reason why he learned mind-reading was actually to learn the method of spiritual condensation. Mind-reading was just incidental, and it didn't matter even if he couldn't learn it.

......

Four days later.

"Dang! Dang! Dang..." The sound of striking iron came out from the small courtyard.

I saw a set of blacksmithing tools placed in the middle of the courtyard.

Su Mu, who was only wearing a thin solid suit, wildly danced with a sledgehammer the size of a human head, hitting a piece of fine iron.

At this time, Xiaobei was struggling to pull the bellows, while Qu Feiyan, with a dirty face like a little cat, frequently added coal.

At this time, Su Mu was casting a sword!

"Brother Su, we're leaving..." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly brought Xue Bing with him.

"En." Su Mu nodded flatly, and put the red piece of iron with tongs into the icy snow water!

"Zizizi..." With a slight sound, the iron block cooled rapidly, becoming dark and inconspicuous.

"Hey, Brother Su, did you hear what I said?" Seeing Su Mu's expression was flat, Lu Xiaofeng was immediately dissatisfied, and shouted loudly:

"I said, I'm leaving! Why are you so plain?"

"Dang bang!" Su Mu threw the iron block onto the anvil, pulled the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip, and then glanced at Lu Xiaofeng:

"I hear you, you're leaving, but...so what?

what do you want me to do?

Is it the joyful beating of gongs and drums, or the painful shedding of reluctance? "

"Pfft! Giggle..." Xue Bing, who was on the side, couldn't straighten up laughing immediately after hearing this.

"..." Lu Xiaofeng asked helplessly with black lines all over his head:

"According to normal circumstances, shouldn't you say goodbye to me?"

"Then you will come to me with a lot of troubles in a few days?" Su Mu took another sip of wine and replied angrily.

Lu Xiaofeng is tantamount to trouble, this is the iron rule!

Recall that when Lu Xiaofeng came to the inn for the first time, he brought a fatal crisis to Su Mu.

When he came for the second time, he was seriously injured and was dying, so Su Mu wasted a Heavenly King Life-Saving Pill.

When I came for the third time, I brought Dazhi Datong again...

This is simply a collection of troubles, as long as you meet him, nothing good will happen. .

Chapter 285 Crimson like blood, unparalleled in training!Name it, Chi Lian!

"Uh..." Lu Xiaofeng also felt that he was indeed a bit of a broom star. After rubbing his nose in embarrassment, he forcefully argued:

"Brother Su, in fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that all these troubles are caused by yourself.

If you hadn't slipped your mouth when you got drunk, I wouldn't have spread the name of your son of mystery all over the world.

If your reputation is not good, there will be no such thing as later. "

"So, it's wrong for me to help you?" Su Mu rolled his eyes, pointed to the wine cellar, and said impatiently:

"Enter the door and turn left, there are ten jugs of fine wine, hurry up and get out, I'm bothering you now!"

"Brother Su still understands me!" Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards the wine cellar without hesitation.

"Thank you Mr. Su for saving your life." After Lu Xiaofeng left, Xue Bing saluted Su Mu politely.

She was very grateful for Su Mu's kindness, if it wasn't for Su Mu, she would have died.

"Miss Xue is too polite." Su Mu hastily raised his hand to help:

"Speaking of which, this matter is caused by me, and I should apologize to Miss Xue."

"That's right, that's right, he really should apologize to you." As soon as Su Mu's words fell, Lu Xiaofeng walked over.

At this time, he stacked up ten wine jars high up like an acrobatic, holding the last one with one hand.

However, his footsteps were very steady, and his hands did not tremble, and the ten wine jars were stacked on top of each other steadily.

"Hurry up and get out, I'm tired of looking at you." Su Mu immediately changed his face when he saw Lu Xiaofeng, and waved his sleeve impatiently.

In fact, Su Mu felt a little guilty and dared not face Lu Xiaofeng.

Wu Ming held Xue Bing hostage because of him, which made him feel a little guilty, feeling that he was the one who caused Lu Xiaofeng.

But when faced with Lu Xiaofeng's face that deserved to be beaten, he really couldn't bow his head and apologize, so he could only use actions to cover up the guilt in his heart.

Lu Xiaofeng is very smart, he also saw this, he didn't care about Su Mu's tone, and said with a smile:

"Brother Su, take your leave. Next time I have a chance, I will come to you with trouble."

After finishing speaking, he held the wine jar in his right hand, embraced Xue Bing with his left hand, stepped on his feet, and turned into an afterimage and galloped away into the distance.

His lightness kung fu is really astonishing, even while galloping, those ten wine jars seemed to be stuck by glue, and they were firmly stacked in his hands.

"..." Su Mu looked at Lu Xiaofeng's back and was silent for a while, then shook his head, picked up the tongs and smashed that piece of black iron into the stove again:

"Xiao Bei, work harder!

Non-smoke, add coal! "

"Yes, master!" ×2, Xiao Bei and Qu Feiyan nodded at the same time and then got busy with their own work.

After a while, the piece of black iron in the stove was burnt red.

"Almost..." After Su Mu murmured, he picked up the tongs and clamped the black iron aside with the fastest speed.

Then, he picked up a hammer the size of a human head and began to strike.

"Dang, clang, clang..." Su Mu was very rhythmic when he struck the iron, and it was even a little melodious.

Xiao Bei and Qu Feiyan were fascinated by the sound of blacksmithing.

If it wasn't for listening to this pleasant and comfortable voice of creation, the two of them could not bear to run away.

"Clang, clang..." The perfect level of forging is indeed very powerful.

I saw that the originally rough iron block gradually became smooth under his hammer, and even a series of gorgeous patterns emerged.

In just a short while, this piece of black iron has been forged into shape!

"Zizizi..." After Su Mu put it in the water and quenched it, a rough long sword had already taken shape!

"Master, this sword is so ugly." Qu Feiyan pouted a little dissatisfied after taking a few glances.

This sword was made for her.

Originally, Su Mu wanted to use meteorites from outside the sky to make himself a sword.

But he has never forged a sword, afraid of making mistakes.