Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Cao Xiong was the leader, and the others also used their magical powers, and various magic weapons flew out.

Abacus, gold ingot, cornucopia, jade, pearl, coral...

Various magical instruments complement each other, and the space is filled with the smell of copper, making people intoxicated.

(Stink refers to gas. The smell of copper is not a smell, but refers to the smell of copper coins themselves)

And each magic weapon has its own magical uses.

The golden copper coins are as tall as mountains, the abacus beads shoot like arrows, and the jade Ruyi is as heavy as a ten thousand stone...

"interesting!"

Shen Wuming has now reached the sixth level of cultivation, and his understanding of various techniques is different from before.

I have quite an experience at this time.

The practice of various schools of thought is roughly divided into two types, one is Qi training, and the other is physical fitness.

Confucianism, Taoism, etc. are mostly Qi refining methods, mastering various magical powers.

For example, the martial arts method of military masters and the Vajra method of Buddhism are mainly based on tempering the body, but it is not absolute.

For example, military strategists also have the art of battle formations, and Taoists also have methods of body training.

And this business mainly focuses on Qi training, and its various magical powers guide the rules of the world, which is indeed extremely destructive.

"Who said merchants are not good at attacking?"

Shen Wuming gave a wry smile, and then the awe-inspiring righteousness swirled up and rushed above his head like wolf smoke.

There was also a golden Haoran Qingyun, like a shield, firmly protecting him within it.

"I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit!"

Shen Wuming let out a soft cry, and awe-inspiring aura swept over the entire place, suppressing the golden smell of copper around him.

It seems that the whole world is shrouded in awe-inspiring righteousness. There is only righteousness in the sky and on the earth!

"Good guy!"

Cao Xiong exclaimed, and when he moved his hands, he noticed Shen Wuming's cultivation.

Shockingly far better than him.

I don’t know if it’s the fifth or sixth realm?

But at this time, he could no longer think too much.

At the moment when the golden smell in the audience was suppressed, a shovel appeared in Shen Wuming's hand.

The shovel fell, and the majestic and pure force knocked back all the surrounding magic weapons.

That powerful force even caused countless magic weapons to begin to break apart, which shows how terrifying its strength is.

The magic weapon was broken, and everyone present also suffered backlash, vomiting blood, and their magic power was stagnant!

In this moment, they saw Shen Wuming's lips move slightly.

"Daggers are surrounded by guns and dusk, and the cold wind blows people away with blood."

Haoran's righteous energy turned into daggers and spears, and descended suddenly, forcing all of them to retreat.

But the daggers and spears seemed to have their own locks. No matter how they escaped, they were always behind them.

Not far, not close, just one foot!

"Fuck, there's something fishy about this thing."

"I don't believe that I can't get rid of you. Is it so outrageous?"

Everyone cursed secretly, unable to escape no matter how hard they tried, but they also had no determination to turn around and fight.

Just because the daggers and spears carried an edge that made the hairs on their bodies stand up.

If we turn around and fight, we will definitely lose.

"That's enough."

Cao Xiong looked at Shen Wuming with his arms crossed and a cat-and-mouse expression on his face, and couldn't help but shout.

"You have the ability, kid. You can pass this level!"

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Cao."

Shen Wuming smiled, snapped his fingers, and all the daggers and spears collapsed and dissipated into nothingness.

Cao Xiong snorted coldly and did not continue.

Although from the bottom of his heart, he was still happy that his junior sister could find such a husband.

And he's still the one he likes.

They had discussed it long ago. If something couldn't be done, they could put some water down...

But now.

Cao Xiong couldn't be happy when he thought about how he had been practicing cultivation for thirty or forty years but was suppressed and beaten by a young man.

…

"These boys."

Zhang Sanbao looked at Shen Wuming who stepped into the second door and couldn't help but shook his head, those guys.

He knew that these people all loved Cao Juyu and would definitely let him go.

But no matter what, this scene has to be done in full. How could it be so obvious?

Don't you want to fight for a while?

"Uncle Zhang!"

Cao Xiong and others walked in in a panic one by one, came to Zhang Sanbao and bowed.

Zhang Sanbao glanced at him and said, "Why don't you beat her for a little longer? I know you all feel sorry for Juyu."

"But no matter what, we have to delay for some time, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the master."

Cao Xiong opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

After a long while, he said with a look of aggrievedness and anger: "We were defeated before we even let go."

"There are more than ten people, but we haven't been able to withstand him for three rounds in total. How can we delay time?"

Zhang Sanbao rolled his eyes.

Others don't know what Cao Xiong's strength is, so doesn't Zhang Sanbao know it?

Strong strength and profound foundation, not to mention these.

Just the blessing of a high-quality magic weapon is enough for him to compete with military strategists of the same realm.

What are you pretending to be now?

"Master is not here, who are you showing this to? Really, you can't even act well."

Zhang Sanbao said something disgusting, then stepped forward and stood opposite Shen Wuming.

Shen Wuming cupped his hands and said, "Shopkeeper Zhang."

He had gone to Cao's workshop several times before and had many interactions with Zhang Sanbao.

But I always thought he was just a technical talent.

Unexpectedly, he was at the second door.

It seems that the deputy shopkeeper is not as simple as he used to act.

"Zhang Sanbao, a monk in the fifth realm of the Mohist family, please give me Mr. Shen's advice."

Zhang Sanbao looked serious, as if "we are not familiar with each other".

He knew how valuable he was, and Shen Wuming was probably no match for him, so he would have to give up later.

So at this time, I can only act a bit unfamiliar and try my best to avoid the suspicion of letting myself go.

Shen Wuming cupped his fists and said, "Please!"

"Then I'm here."

As soon as Zhang Sanbao finished speaking, ink-colored magic energy lingered around his body, like a piece of armor.

However, his armor is somewhat different from Shen Wuming's. The shape is the Mingguang Armor of this era.

There are many talismans carved on each piece of armor, and many stones are also inlaid on it.

Those stones glow faintly, complement each other, and are connected into one piece, endlessly growing.

And a long bow also appeared in his hand.

The long bow is like a dragon. One end of the bowstring is held in the dragon's mouth, and the other end is wrapped around the dragon's tail.

"This bow is called the Sky-shattering Bow. It is embedded with the Eye of the Dragon. It can unlock three levels of changes in total."

Zhang Sanbao introduced with a serious face, "You only need to endure two changes of mine, and I will let you pass."

"Thank you!"

Shen Wuming smiled, and he also saw what these people meant.

It seemed that he was not as vicious as Cao Xiong said just now, but rather that he was helping him secretly.

"Ready."

As soon as Zhang Sanbao finished speaking, his fingers were placed on the bowstring, and with a slight pull, the Mohist magic power instantly condensed into an arrow.

The arrow was as black as ink, but there was a chill that penetrated human bones above it. It took shape and shot out in an instant.

A deafening roar sounded, and Shen Wuming's eyes suddenly froze, and he smacked the shovel in his hand forward.