Hidden Blade Chapter 15: How to live salted fish

Xu Han spent two years in the Shura Field, and worked as a minion for the Senluo Temple outside for two years.

A total of four years, but there was no delay in his practice. He knew very well that the world of Da Zhou seemed to be stable, but underneath the stability was undercurrents surging. The so-called mountains and rain want to come and wind all over the building, and if you want to find a way to survive in troubled times, practice is one of the most important things.

Xu Han thinks that his skill is the best among the many black-clothed Shura, but even so, the things that the Cang Hai Liu carries on his shoulders still make Xu Han feel as burdened as losing Mount Tai.

He estimated it for a moment. The thing wrapped in white strips that seemed to be no more than three feet long and four inches wide, had a weight nearly ten miles away.

If this is normal, he can still carry it as hard as he can, but now he has broken his right arm and his body is weak, so the weight is a bit difficult for him.

But Xu Han didn't want to die.

He wants to live, and the ocean current is the only way to keep him alive.

So, he gritted his teeth and arched his body, following the pace of the ocean current slowly and hard.

Cang Hai Liu also seemed to be deliberately embarrassed. He walked very fast. Although he didn't use any method or true essence, for Xu Han, his speed can already be described as unparalleled.

But I don’t know if it’s because the things on Xu Han’s back are extremely important to him, and he is still unwilling to slap himself as Xu Han said. Every time Xu Han is thrown away, he will stop in one place. Waiting for Xu Han to follow, said two sarcasm, and then he went on the road again without giving Xu Han any time to rest.

Such a repetition is the passing of the seven daylight scenes.

Although Xu Han was tortured into a human shape, he miraculously persisted.

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In the summer night, the breeze came slowly, and it was not cool, but it somewhat dissipated some of the daytime heat.

On a hillside outside Longji City in Xuzhou, Canghailiu was sitting beside a campfire holding his black cat, enjoying this quiet summer night.

He half-squinted his eyes, and the black cat in his arms also half-squinted his eyes.

His hand brushed the black cat's hair, and the white gleam poured into the black cat's body along his hand.

"When I arrive in Xuzhou, I have to meet the old boy surnamed Yue." Cang Hailiu muttered to himself.

"Meow!" The black cat in his arms seemed to understand the old man's words and let out a cry of dissatisfaction.

"The Sword Sect of the World is nothing more than Lishan and Tiandou. I have been cultivating swords all my life, and finally I have to try this famous swordsman. It is too far away from the mountain, but Tiandou City is close. In front of my eyes, I don't make gestures, I have..." Cang Hai Liu continued, as if patiently explaining something with the black cat in his arms.

But halfway through, he seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly stopped, and at this moment, there was a heavy gasp not far away.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

A young man with a broken arm came out of the forest panting, carrying something wrapped in a long strip of white cloth.

His steps are extremely heavy, and his face is extremely pale, and even his body seems to tremble slightly with his steps. But because of this, he went to the front of Cang Hai Liu, carefully took off the things on his back, and put it aside, then his body weakened and he slumped on the ground.

This boy is Xu Han.

"Eat." Canghailiu glanced lightly at Xu Han, who was bloodless, and said faintly, but he still slowly stroked the black cat in his arms. The black cat also sensed Xu Han's arrival at that time. It opened its eyes lazily and took a look at Xu Han, before closing it again, continuing to enjoy the touch of the sea.

"Thanks...senior." Xu Han nodded hard, and said in a dry voice, then he stood up and took out a portion of the food that was placed in front of Cang Hai Liu. He sat back in his place, and quietly ate the food that was not delicious but enough to eat.

In a short time, Xu Han finished the food in his hands.

At this time, he finally ushered in a rare break of the day.

But he did not choose to just fall asleep. He took a deep breath, the light in his eyes condensed, and he stood up abruptly. Then, he heard a sullen sip from his mouth and his feet moved with his fists. This is how he started to use a set of fists and feet, and the demon power in his body also began to circulate with his movements at this time, rising from the pubic area to his limbs.

This is the method Xu Han practiced in the dark room of the gambling house that year. It can promote the movement of the demon power in his body, thereby strengthening his physique, but it may also be because of the broken right arm. Many of Xu Han's moves cannot be performed as freely as before. Therefore, the effect of this fist is much weaker than before.

But Xu Han was not discouraged because of this, he still stubbornly practiced this fist.

In the past seven days, every day has been like this, and I have never been slackened by the exhaustion of running around every day.

"Sura Hall’s "Xura Jue", what is the use of such a method of harming others and oneself?" Xu Han used to practice this method, Cang Hai Liu has always been indifferent, but today I don’t know why. How long did the old man who had been hunted down by the Great Zhou Dynasty for decades suddenly speak out.

Xu Han was also taken aback when he heard this. The name of this set of fist and kicks is the "Xu Luo Jue", to be precise, it is only the first part of "Xu Luo Jue". Shura's position could only be taught.

"What does the predecessor say?" Xu Han was surprised by Cang Hai Liu's vision, only a few eyes saw the origin of this technique, and listening to his words, it seems that the "Xura Jue" is still somewhat unique Xu Han naturally questioned his opinion subconsciously.

"The way of practice emphasizes both rigidity and softness, both internal and external. The world's sects mostly use internal force and external force in order to achieve that extraordinary state of sanctification. Even the bald men of the Longyin Temple in Xia State, who practice the flesh, also pay attention to the physical body. It is assisted by internal force to temper the body. But the side skill of "Xura Jue" is to attract the demon into the body and forcibly temper the body. Although the early stage is rapid, the combat power is also much stronger than that of the peers, but the later, the demon power The backlash becomes more and more obvious. Not only will the body have various problems due to the penetration of the demon power, but the practice will also become more and more difficult. Such a practice is tantamount to pulling the seedlings to encourage the growth and ruining the last." There is no lack of contempt for this "Shura Jue".

"..." When Xu Han heard this, he was silent for a while, then he bowed towards the ocean, and said sincerely: "Thank you for the predecessor's teaching."

After these words were said, he once again used the fist of the "Shura Art".

"You!" The Canghailiu froze upon seeing this. He had seen Xu Han working so hard these few days, but he had never complained. He felt a little compassionate in his heart. Only today did he deliberately speak to teach. But who knows that Xu Han doesn’t care about it, and is still there. Practice this "Asura Art". This makes the arrogant and arrogant Canghai Liu inevitably feel a little angry, "The old man's words are not alarmist. The kid is obsessed, and he will taste the bitter fruit in the future."

When Xu Han heard this, he closed the fist in his hand again, and smiled slightly.

"The predecessor’s teachings, Xu Han naturally remembered it, but the world is compelling. I came from a humble background. It is a blessing to be able to get this "Shu Luo Jue". Where can I find any advanced methods? "Xu Luo Jue" No matter how bad it is, it is the foundation of my life. The younger generation does not want to die, so I have no choice." Xu Han said, the clearness in his eyes made people doubt what he said could not be born.

Xu Han's attitude of neither humble nor overbearing makes Cang Hailiu feel like he has encountered a stubborn stone, and he wants to mock but has no way of talking.

At this time, Xu Han took his mind and devoted himself to the practice of "Sura Art" again. He broke his arm. Both his strength and the balance of his body were worse than before. Many, this situation is far from being able to adapt to the seven or eight days of the sun, so this set of boxing methods that he has been so familiar with, now it seems a little nondescript when used ~ IndoMTL.com ~ silently watching Xu Han's ocean currents At this moment, his eyes lighted up, as if he had found a breakthrough, he said again: "As long as the physical body is the foundation of everything, the physical body is the foundation of everything. You have broken your arm, as if the swordsman lacked sharp swords and swords. The guest is not like a treasure. I think your cultivation base has now broken the Aquarius Realm and entered the Danyang Realm. But now, if you are a warrior in the Aquarius Realm, you are not an opponent. What is the difference between you and the salted fish? What can I do next?"

In these few days of getting along, Xu Han has also learned a little bit about the nature of the old man who is famous throughout the world. He is never forgiving when he speaks, and always likes to take advantage of his tongue. , But his mind is far less than the meanness of his words. Some clues can be seen from the food left for Xu Han every day in the past few days.

Therefore, Xu Han was not angry after hearing this.

"Senior said that the younger generation may really be just salted fish. The dry and smelly salted fish. I have nothing. If I don't struggle a bit, they will think I'm dead. Dead salted fish and smelly. Salted fish, I want to do the latter even more, even if it only disgusts them, it's good." Xu Han said quietly, his eyes became gloomy at that time, as if he had fallen into some kind of unextricable memory. Among.

"They?" Cang Hai Liu was taken aback. It was the first time he saw Xu Han showing such an expression. This young man has always been extremely tough these few days. No matter how difficult he makes things happen, he silently endures it, and he has never shown it. Any dissatisfaction, such an expression at this moment made Cang Hailiu a little surprised, he subconsciously asked. My heart is even more curious, who can this young man in front of him forge such a big hatred?

"Sen Luo Palace." Xu Lian said with a face, his voice was so cold that it seemed to be coming from under the Nine Nether Yellow Spring.

"They owe me a life."