Longevity begins with Orion

On the twelfth lunar month day, it was half snowing.

Li Yuan wore a white-bordered black robe and stood at the bow of the black awning boat.

The poem goes like this: When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains at a glance.

Is the mountain smaller?

The mountain is not small. It is only because people stand higher that the mountain feels smaller.

Li Yuan also felt this way at this time. He had never seen anyone stronger than him in Shanbao County, at least numerically. The oppressive "hills" in the past no longer meant anything to him. Big threat.

Therefore, his mood unconsciously felt a little more relaxed and happy.

With a good weapon, he can be stronger.

After that, it’s time to establish your own power.

He did not build his power for the sake of being superior, nor because he was bored, but because he needed power.

Now, his practice has come to an end. If he wants to go further, he has only three choices: first, to understand the "Picture Book of Life" of "Tu Po Kung Fu"; second, to find other techniques with "Picture Book of Life" ; Third, realize a new set of exercises with a "picture record of life".

Option three is nonsense and is not as reliable as option one; although option one is not very reliable, at least not in a short period of time.

The only option is to find new techniques.

There are two ways to use the new technique. One is the upper-level forces of the Blood Knife Sect, but this force is elusive. Only the sect master and deputy sect master seem to know that he has to talk to Tie Sha and the relationship reaches a certain level. Probe.

The other is to get it elsewhere. And this is why he is trying to build power.

Instead of going to a strange and completely unfamiliar place, hoping for opportunities, wandering around, going through life and death, and mingling with various complex interpersonal camps in the hope of acquiring new skills,

It would be better to establish a small force in an area where he is already, at least on the surface, the strongest.

Then establish various channels through small forces, and then obtain the skills through the safest "transaction".

Anyway, he has plenty of time to wait for this deal.

Even if he fails and something goes wrong, he will not be put in danger.

In addition, with power, he can do all kinds of things.

It’s impossible for him to explore a new map with his face, right? Exploring a strange place, he couldn't possibly go there by himself, right? He can't stay at home every day to protect his relatives and friends, can he? He has to have someone to help him investigate information channels, right? For trading, he always needs money, resources, connections and all the conveniences brought by connections, right? To evacuate to other cities, he always needs people to go to that city in advance to establish a shelter, right?

Of course, power can also cause trouble and disaster. Therefore, how to build and position it is also a problem.

With this thought in mind, the bow of the boat landed on the shore with a click.

Li Yuan jumped on the deck, jumped ashore, and came to Beishi with the greetings of "Little Master Li" all the way.

Mr. Li was still rocking on the recliner, and the value floating beside him was still "145 (200) ~ 150 (210)".

The fact that he has not recovered for so long means that Mr. Li has suffered irreversible injuries, so he is eagerly looking for the disciples of Yibo.

"teacher."

A calm voice sounded.

Mr. Li didn't open his eyes and said, "You came so early today? The book hasn't arrived yet."

After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said, "You're here so early. Could it be that you want me to drink with you?"

"Drink the wedding wine."

The voice was laughing.

As soon as he finished speaking, the creaking sound of the rocking chair suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, it rang again.

Mr. Li smiled and said, "Did the shadow blood change? So you came to remind the old man to host your wedding banquet?"

"Teacher, I have broken through the eighth level."

The smile in that voice became clearer and clearer.

Amidst the laughter, the rocking chair stopped rocking completely.

Mr. Li sat up suddenly, stared at his old eyes and said, "What?!"

The young man stood in the snow, respectful and polite, and said calmly: "Teacher, I have broken through the eighth level."

Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, and then said: "How long has it been? Not only did you change your shadow blood, but you also broke through to the eighth level?"

"yes."

Li Yuan is very magnanimous. He has reached the perfection state of the seventh grade. It is not difficult to admit that he is in the early stage of the eighth grade.

But Mr. Li was extremely happy after hearing this. At this moment, the expression on his face completed a rich and layered change in a short period of time, and finally turned into a kind of calm that suppressed surprise.

"Try it."

Li Yuan looked at the weapon rack aside, preparing to look for a long knife.

After all, it is inconvenient to carry a long knife with you. It is enough for him to have a saber on his waist.

Master Li saw his eyes and asked, "Test the knife?"

"yes."

"You only need to have a faint bloody shirt on your body to enter the eighth level. There is no need to test the knife."

"But I want the teacher to taste it for me."

"Which knife?"

"Jingzhe."

Mr. Li was stunned for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay, let me give it a try."

But then, he suddenly pointed to the long knife inserted at his side and said, "Try it with this knife."

Li Yuan didn't show any pretense, he just stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Li's long knife. He felt it was extremely cold when he held it. It was very different from all the knives he could see on the market. When he looked closely, he saw that there was rust and tiny cracks on the blade. He was slightly stunned, and when he glanced at his data, he was even more stunned.

When originally carrying the knife in his sleeve, his numerical value was "180~278".

But now, it has directly changed to "255~370".

Just a change of sword made his overall strength increase so much.

The value of 370 is of course affected by the bonus of "Blood Melting" and "Exhalation".

The value of 255 is actually quite close to Iron Sect Master's 235, at least at the same level.

It's just that his practice is a "flawless" practice that avoids all kinds of problems, so he has 20 points more than the Iron Sect Master.

Thinking about it this way, this value seems to be quite normal. At least it proves that the knife in Master Li's hand is at the same level as the weapon of the Iron Sect Master.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Mr. Li shouted: "Yuan'er, why are you so dazed?"

Li Yuandao: "This knife is so handy that I can't help but feel a little stunned."

"It was love at first sight?" Mr. Li chuckled and said, "It's like seeing the girl you love, and you're a little stupid?"

Li Yuan waved his hands repeatedly and said seriously: "Students don't dare to covet the teacher's girl."

Mr. Li puffed his beard and glared, pointed at him with his finger, and said: "What do you call my girl, you brat!"

The two were silent for a while, then suddenly laughed together.

After laughing, Mr. Li said: "This sword was passed down to me by your master, and I will pass it on to you too.

But you have to know that this sword is a broken sword, otherwise it would be even more powerful.

Okay, kid, let me see your Jingzhe. "

"yes."

Li Yuan held the knife, his body turned red, and he suddenly slashed through the air with the knife.

The light of the sword like splashing snow exploded into a thunderous sound. As the white snow danced wildly, the force of the sword's slashes continued unabated, like a long python lying low and then looking back, then suddenly sprang up and then slashed horizontally.

A fan-shaped silver light stirred up a strong wind in the nameless pavilion.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove" oooooooo"

Li Yuan put away the knife and leaned on it.

Extreme movement and extreme stillness switch in an instant.

He only used the intermediate-level "Jingzhe" move and did not reveal anything more.

Even so, Mr. Li's eyes were already shining.

This burly man with an old face suddenly clapped his hands and shouted: "Still not coming out?"

Suddenly, a burly man in gray clothes with an average appearance ran up from a distance. The man's face was still young. He looked no older than Li Yuan, but his black hair was already mixed with a lot of silver threads, and he also had a lot of beard on his chin. It looks a bit unruly and slovenly.

At this time, he glanced at Li Yuan excitedly, but did not speak or open his mouth.

Li Yuan glanced at him in surprise, but saw the words "80 (210) ~ 90 (220)" floating beside him.

These numerical values ​​are very special, but Li Yuan has never seen this person before, which shows how deeply this person hides himself.

Mr. Li said: "Go and get the horse-killing knife."

The man nodded respectfully and ran away.

Li Yuan looked at the man's back. It was obvious that he had never seen anyone in the inner gate of Blood Knife Gate.

Mr. Li suddenly said: "His tongue was cut and he is mute.

he.

He is also my junior brother.

His name is Zhou Shuangrui.

He was making very rapid progress in learning "Tu Po Gong". He had already reached the eighth level when he was twelve years old, and was much more talented than me. But then something happened to me and he was seriously injured. He has made no progress in these years. , unable to step into the seventh-level realm.

Because I didn't have any progress, I couldn't even draw the "Tu Po Kung", so I just stayed by my side, pretending to be a servant. "

The eighth level of perfection at the age of twelve?

Unable to enter the seventh level realm?

Li Yuan secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that even the teacher didn't know that his junior brother was already at the seventh level and was even more powerful than him. This was obviously because he was seriously injured and had lost his realm.

Some thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately responded: "It turns out to be Master Zhou.

I just don’t know who hurt the teacher and Uncle Zhou? "

Master Li said: "It's not Uncle Zhou, but the sword servant.

After he was injured, the old man once drove him away and asked him to live a good life.

He didn't leave, but wrote to me, saying that he wanted to witness the rise of the Yanyue Sect with his own eyes, and wanted to see with his own eyes whether there would be successors to the sect's style again in the future.

He said that for the rest of his life, he only wanted to be a servant of the sword, and he only wanted to wait for that person, and then saddle up and serve that person, serve tea and pour water.

Since Yanyuemen cannot be revitalized, we must witness others to revitalize it.

For this reason, he put on the clothes of a servant and waited for six or seven years.

He was excited when Chun Xin arrived, but Chun Xin was not suitable for practicing my skills, so he continued to wait.

As for who was hurt, don't ask. It's meaningless. "

Li Yuan sighed: "Uncle Zhou is really a sweetheart."

He has no hope of practicing martial arts, but his strength is still at the eighth level. With this ability, it is not a problem to be popular and drink spicy food. However, he is so idealistic that he would rather stay here as a servant than leave.

Mr. Li was silent for a moment and said softly: "His father is my master. He has deep feelings for Yanyuemen."

Li Yuan also fell silent. He suddenly understood the relationship between Master Li, Master Li, and Zhou Shuangrui. Master Li was probably following his father before Zhou Shuangrui was born, and then he also watched the birth of Zhou Shuangrui, his younger brother, and then learned martial arts. So decadent again

After a while, a man in gray clothes came over holding a seven-foot slicing sword, and at some point he also had a slightly curved and thin long knife on his waist.

The sword was wrapped in a long dusty sheath, and it looked like it was asleep.

Mr. Li glanced at the extra thin knife on the waist of the man in gray, and a hint of vague complexity flashed in his pupils, which was both sad and happy.

Immediately afterwards, he took the sword and pulled it out three inches, only to see the cold light shining on the snow, which was very dazzling.

"then."

Mr. Li threw away his machete.

Li Yuan took it.

Mr. Li said: "Take this knife first. This knife is the best among the eighth-grade swords. Even among the seventh-grade swords, it is almost the same as mine. It is extremely difficult to find such a precious knife in the black market here. "

Li Yuan held the knife and looked at the data. It was indeed "255~370".

"Thank you teacher."

"Keep up the good work." Mr. Li encouraged, and then said, "Choose a good and auspicious day, and then tell me which day it is."

"yes!"

"And you." Mr. Li paused slightly, but then added, "Take the sword servant away. He is an eighth-grade man after all. He can do something for you at this time."

Li Yuan glanced at the extremely excited man in gray and saluted solemnly: "Uncle Zhou, please take good care of me in the future."

The man in gray clothes was stunned, looked at Master Li angrily, opened his mouth and shouted something "Ahhhhh".

Master Li slapped the armrest and said: "Damn it, you want to be a sword servant, I let you do it! But I have to tell my apprentice clearly who you are, right? Otherwise, will my apprentice dare to accept you? I won't use my brain. ?!”

The man in gray was full of anger.

Mr. Li laughed and said: "Why are you angry? Get out of here. You have been here for so long and you can finally get out of here. Get out of here!"

The man in gray clothes heard him yelling insults, but he didn't get angry anymore. Instead, he took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Mr. Li, and clasped his fists, but couldn't say anything.

Mr. Li waved his hand and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here. I've already annoyed you!"

After that, his voice softened slightly and he said: "Yuan'er."

"teacher."

"Don't call him uncle, he doesn't like it. He originally asked me to hide it from you, but I couldn't help but say it.

Now just follow him and treat him as a sword servant. If you don't feel comfortable calling him a sword servant, give him a name. "

"this"

"You think of a name."

"How about calling me Zhou Shuang?"

"You might as well call me uncle, this name doesn't work."

"What about Zhou Cang?"

"Zhou Cang? This name."

Seeing that Master Li was thinking, Li Yuan hurriedly said: "Let me think about it again."

He is not as benevolent and righteous as the second master, so Zhou Cang is indeed not a suitable name, so he said: "What about Zhou Yi, or Zhou Jia?"

Master Li looked at the sword servant, but the sword servant did not speak.

Mr. Li said: "Let's call him Zhou Jia."

On the other side, the sword servant nodded.

Li Yuan took the sword and hung it diagonally behind his back. The tip of the sword just touched his calf.

He left the black market with Zhou Jia.

gradually go away

Fading away.

Mr. Li's rocking chair is still ringing, but it brings with it an inexplicable loneliness and relief.

The ground is covered with snow for hundreds of miles.

On the shore of Nanshi Lake, the roof of the awning boat has long been stained with a layer of pale white.

Zhou Jia followed him respectfully, bowing his head, his gray hair dancing wildly in the north wind, as if everyone and everything around him had nothing to do with him, except for the young man in front of him.

"Old Zhou?" Li Yuanhu said.

Zhou Jia stamped his feet and raised his head.

Li Yuandao: "Have you been staying in the black market for so many years?"

Zhou Jia nodded.

Li Yuandao: "Then what do you want to do if you follow me?"

Zhou Jia thought for a while, pressed the knife at his waist with his right hand, held the scabbard and wrote on the snow: Raise horses, travel with them, go to war, and look after the house.

Li Yuandao: "The proprietress of Hengwu Restaurant is my wife, but there is no one to take care of Hengwu Restaurant. What do you think about me letting you go to the restaurant?"

His idea is very clear. If he wants to develop his power, he must expand Hengwu Restaurant.

The expansion of interests will inevitably bring danger. If one does not have enough strength to hold on to the family business, then too many interests will be the source of disaster.

Hengwu Restaurant is short of people to take charge. Before Zhou Jia was injured, he was a genius in the seventh level. His strength was almost as strong as that of the Iron Sect Master. Now that he was injured, his strongest overall strength still reached "90", which was already higher than Zhao Chunxin's. It's so awesome that it's enough to guard Hengwu Restaurant.

"How is it? Lao Zhou? Hengwu Restaurant is very important to me. I want to do something here." Li Yuan said again.

Zhou Jia bowed and clasped his fists, nodded, and then wrote: "I'm going to see the stables."

Li Yuan thought for a moment and realized that the stables were at the back door of the restaurant. If a strongman broke in at night, the back door would indeed bear the brunt, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Lao Zhou."

"Eh, eh? Mr. Li brought someone back and said he would arrange to feed the horses and take care of the stables in the future?"

"Who is it?"

"He is a young man, but his hair is very gray. It seems... he is still mute."

"ah?"

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