Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhou Yue left.

Before leaving, Zhao Mu asked her not to reveal her relationship with anyone.

Although Zhou Yue was puzzled, she agreed.

After leaving Zuixianju, Zhao Mu did not return to the Jiaofangsi immediately, but went straight into a weapons shop.

"This young master wants to buy weapons?"

When he saw a customer coming in, the boss immediately greeted him attentively.

"Well, you have many kinds of weapons?"

Zhao Mu glanced around and saw that the shelves in the store were filled with all kinds of weapons.

"That's natural. To be honest, sir, apart from the crossbows that are prohibited from being sold by the imperial court, our store has all kinds of other weapons. It just depends on which one you like?"

The boss looked a little complacent.

"Let me see which one suits my eyes."

Zhao Mu said casually, while reaching out to touch each weapon, while mobilizing his innate true energy, feeling secretly in his mind.

What do you mean by which one is pleasing to the eye?

The boss was stunned.

This guy couldn't be a playboy from some family, buying weapons just to show off, right?

After all, how can a person who truly practices martial arts not know what weapons he needs?

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

The boss looked more and more weird, wondering if this person had any quirks?

Otherwise, instead of going to the brothel, why would you keep touching these weapons?

About as long as one stick of incense has passed.

Suddenly Zhao Mu stopped, his palm resting on a broad-backed heavy sword.

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

Zhao Mu's fingers gently slid across the sword's spine, and a mysterious and mysterious excitement arose in his mind at the innate realm.

It was as if there was a voice in the dark that kept telling him that this broad-backed heavy sword was the most suitable weapon for him.

"The heavy sword has no edge, and is clever but not workmanlike! The characteristics of this broad-backed heavy sword are quite similar to my past style of doing things."

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

"Haha, what's out there won't be good stuff, but sir, are you really sure you want to buy a broad-backed epee? This is not something that can be played easily?"

The boss asked uncertainly.

"Don't say anything, just go and get it."

"Then wait a moment."

The boss ordered the waiter.

Soon, two strong young men worked together to carry a broad-backed heavy sword from behind.

Zhao Mu walked over and easily lifted the heavy sword with one hand.

The quality of this sword is indeed high-quality, far superior to the one just now.

"Very good, how much is it?"

"If you like it, Master, you can take the eighty taels of silver."

"for you."

Zhao Mu didn't bother to negotiate the price at all, he just threw a piece of silver over, picked up the heavy sword and walked out.

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

exclaimed one of the guys.

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

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

Yes, the broad-backed heavy sword just now required the combined strength of two strong men in his shop to lift it.

But Zhao Mu could easily lift it up with one hand.

How could such an amazing arm strength be possessed by a playboy?

…

Changing to practice new weapons is not an easy task.

What's more, what Zhao Mu wants to replace is a broad-backed heavy sword that is completely different from the soft sword.

Although both weapons are swords, one focuses on dexterity and cunning, while the other focuses on defeating ten skills with one force.

Many of their usage methods are completely backwards, 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 passes day by day.

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

At the same time, every day, he used his true energy to communicate with his mind to warm up the epee and continuously promote the concentration of martial arts will.

half year later.

Zhao Mu already used the broad-backed heavy sword as well as his arms.

After all, the ability of an innate master to control his own Qi, limbs, and mind far exceeds that of an acquired warrior.

Therefore, when they practice any martial arts weapon, their mastery speed is quite astonishing. It is not an exaggeration to say that they can make a thousand miles in a day.

one year later.

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

At the same time, the communication and nourishment of the heavy sword with the mind and Qi are also progressing rapidly.

At this time, the epee was no longer an ordinary weapon in his eyes, but seemed to have life, and he had a vague feeling of connectedness.

Two years later.

Zhao Mu felt the transformation of his mind, as if his whole person had become like a heavy sword, full of heavy and domineering meaning.

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

Time flies, and three years fly by.

On this day, the night was dark.

The Jiaofangsi, which had been noisy all day, finally calmed down after midnight.

Zhao Mu carried the heavy sword and left the Jiaofang Division like a ghost.

After three years of unremitting efforts.

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

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

Outside the city, there was a valley with few people.

Zhao Mu flew through the dense woods like a hunting falcon and came to an open space.

He sat cross-legged and quietly circulated his true qi to regulate his breathing.

He did not stand up again until he adjusted himself to the peak state.

"Let's start."

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

He danced with the sword not very fast, but every time the heavy sword as tall as a person swung, it seemed to contain a huge force and looked extremely heavy.

A stream of majestic innate true qi, as the heavy sword danced, began to swirl around him, setting off a huge wave-like wind.

The surrounding trees were shaken violently, and the trunks thicker than wheels seemed to be blown off at any time.

Zhao Mu's sword dance began to speed up, and the sky and the earth seemed to ring, and the deafening sound of heavy swords seemed to ring.

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 long it took, Zhao Mu's sword dance stopped abruptly.

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

The heavy sword was deeply inserted into the ground.

Zhao Mu closed his eyes slightly and stood quietly beside the sword.

A special power in his body, like a sapling breaking through the ground, grew rapidly and spread with him as the center.

At this moment, all the leaves on the surrounding trees suddenly stood up at the same time, and the tips of the leaves pointed in the opposite direction of Zhao Mu.

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