Mortal Immortal Gourd

Ever since Er Gouzi got his master's nameless sword manual, he has been practicing diligently with the manual.

However, this sword manual is very difficult to practice. He has practiced for a long time but still can't get it right.

For example, in some sword moves, any jump must reach two or three feet high.

He has used all his strength, but still can only jump more than one foot high.

Two or three feet high, it feels like he is about to fly.

For example, some sword moves require stabbing a target far away.

This is almost impossible. The size of his arm and long sword combined is only about five feet. How can he stab that far?

However, the master has never lied to him. Every skill that the master taught him was finally practiced.

The more difficult it is to practice, the more it proves that this skill is extraordinary and has extraordinary power after practice.

Master often taught that if you don't endure hardships, how can you practice peerless martial arts.

He firmly believed that as long as he kept practicing, he would succeed sooner or later.

Before, he thought that crushing a head with bare hands was harder than climbing to the sky, but he didn't expect that the problem would be solved after his cultivation increased.

Maybe he would be able to do it when he reached the third or fourth level.

Now, in addition to practicing sword every day, he would eat a portion of pork ribs stewed with ginseng, and then meditate to practice the second level of martial arts.

As the age of ginseng increases, the medicinal properties become stronger and stronger, and the true qi flowing through the Ren and Du meridians becomes more and more abundant.

However, after the medicinal properties of ginseng are strengthened, it is easier to get better.

Eating one plant a day made his nose bleed, his gums swollen and painful, and he always dreamed of getting married at night.

Sometimes he considered whether to get married.

Moreover, the first batch of ginseng planted was not much, and he had eaten half an acre of ginseng every day.

He couldn't bear to give up the rest, and wanted to cultivate them to a higher age, such as 50 years, or even 100 years.

In the end, it seemed more cost-effective to buy Peiyuan Guben Pills.

On this day, Er Gouzi had just practiced swordsmanship, and he always felt that every movement was awkward.

At this moment, the geese suddenly exploded.

All the geese rushed out of the goose house, stretched their necks, spread their wings, and pointed in one direction: quack quack quack quack...

At the location where the heads of the geese pointed, a black shadow just climbed up from the bottom of the cliff.

This black shadow was wearing a black scarf and holding a shining waist knife in his hand.

Seeing the posture of this group of geese, the black shadow should not have expected it, and was stunned for a moment.

When Er Gouzi saw this black shadow, he recalled that he was chased and killed on the official road all night. It was this kind of dress, and even the knife in his hand was the same style.

He suspected that it was very likely the same person.

Recalling the fear of being hunted all night, Er Gouzi wanted to escape.

But at this moment, the black shadow swung the big knife in his hand, and the heads of two geese fell off.

"You killed the geese!"

Er Gouzi, who was originally thinking of escaping, saw that the black shadow killed his two geese in the blink of an eye.

The geese were his property, and one could sell for hundreds of coins or even one or two taels of silver.

If he just left like this, wouldn't all the geese left on the mountain be killed!

And there are more than ten acres of medicinal materials on the mountain...

Holding the principle of sacrificing life but not money, Er Gouzi raised the heavy sword in his hand and stabbed at the black shadow.

His stab was in accordance with the rules, and the action was extremely standard, exactly the same as the requirements in the book.

However, at the moment when the long sword was about to stab the black shadow, the black shadow flashed to the side and stabbed in the air.

Er Gouzi honestly put the sword back in front of his chest, and stabbed out again, and the black shadow dodged again.

Stab again, sweep horizontally, slash diagonally, chop vertically…

Er Gouzi’s every move was extremely standard, absolutely impeccable, but the black shadow was extremely flexible, always moving around, and never stabbed.

“Fuck you, you’re always moving, and you’re still hitting balls!”

After failing many times in a row, Er Gouzi had long been holding back a burst of anger, and at this time he couldn’t help but swear like other tenants.

The black shadow was obviously stunned when he heard Er Gouzi’s words.

Er Gouzi was furious and forgot all the routines taught by his master. He used the long sword in his hand as a burning stick and swung it at the black shadow.

This kind of cuckold swordsmanship without any routines is just a mess of beatings and smashing, without any rules.

This time, the black shadow was not so gentle, and he had no idea where the next sword would hit.

After dodging several times, he put away the idea of ​​teasing Er Gouzi and used a single knife to block.

"Bang!"

As soon as the sword and the knife touched, the black shadow immediately felt a huge force, and the single knife in his hand was instantly shattered.

He had never expected that Er Gouzi would have such a huge force.

Looking at the single knife with only the handle left in his hand and the torn and bleeding knuckles, he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Without waiting for the black shadow to hesitate, Er Gouzi swung the burning stick in his hand and hit him again.

After knowing how powerful it was, the black shadow dared not stay, stepped back, turned around and ran away.

With such a strong force, if he was slightly touched, his tendons and bones would be broken.

Er Gouzi chased to the edge of the cliff, and saw the black shadow climbing the cliff with his hands and feet, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

He just picked up some pieces and threw them into the darkness under the cliff. No miserable sound was heard, probably because he didn't hit them.

"Ga ga ga ga ga ga..."

Behind him, a group of geese wailed around the two headless dead geese.

The two geese that died happened to be the first male and female he bought.

These two geese made great contributions to him. In one year, 15 goslings were hatched.

Because he had been feeding the geese with spiritual grass, these geese were more than twice as big as ordinary geese.

Er Gouzi carried the two goose corpses that had made great contributions and walked into the house to boil water silently.

He stayed awake all night.

The next morning, Er Gouzi held a big goose leg in his mouth.

It smelled so good!

It was even better than pork ribs. He hadn't stored it in the gourd yet. Goose meat also contained rich spiritual energy.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Er Gouzi chewed the bones and swallowed them together with the goose meat, looking at the remaining geese.

Then he added some rice to the food dregs.

"Eat more, so you can grow faster."

Perhaps these 15 geese felt the murderous aura, or were still immersed in the grief of losing their parents. At this moment, they all lowered their heads silently and tried to eat.

After a full meal, Er Gouzi also went down Shekou Mountain.

Although he didn't suffer any loss in the incident last night, he didn't gain any advantage either.

Er Gouzi reflected afterwards that the reason was that he had not practiced swordsmanship, and only knew some basic sword styles, so he couldn't stab the enemy when he moved randomly.

He had to speed up his training progress, so he decided to go to the county town again to see if he could buy some Pei Yuan Gu Ben pills.

In order to prevent thieves from taking the opportunity to go up the mountain, he always avoided the main road after going down the mountain, and didn't let anyone know that he had gone down the mountain.