In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

"Where are we going?" Yu asked as he followed Cui Yu and held the wooden sword in his arms.

"Daliang City." Cui Yu replied.

He still wants to practice killing skills. For him, martial arts is just a pastime, helping the fusion of divine blood. Killing skills are what he wants to practice.

When he transforms into the body of an innate god in the future, how can he put a mere martial arts in his eyes?

Delong Martial Arts School

Shi Long's hair was gray, and the iron sand in front of him was hot. A martial arts disciple grinned and inserted his fingers into the iron sand to turn it quickly.

"Ah~"

Screams kept ringing in the yard, and the aroma of barbecue filled the house. Chen Chuan, who was waiting next to him, looked pale and had cold sweat on his forehead.

"Master! I feel uncomfortable, my stomach seems to be bloating!" The martial arts disciple who was practicing kung fu kept begging for mercy.

"Practice! Don't stop! Only by enduring hardship can you become a master. If you can't endure hardship, why are you practicing martial arts? You might as well go home and farm." Shi Long scolded with a gloomy expression.

After hearing this, the disciple just screamed in agony, but did not dare to ask for mercy.

In this era, the master has absolute authority in preaching and teaching. He can learn the true skills of traveling in the world and raising a family, which is definitely not comparable to the teachers of later generations.

If you want to learn skills from a master, you don't know how long you have to work with him. When the master is in a good mood, he will teach you his real skills. What if you don’t know how to cherish opportunities?

Get lost!

I don’t know how many years this disciple had to work hard and do hard labor to get this opportunity. How could he dare to disobey it?

"Master, my head is going to explode! My head is going to explode!"

After a while, the disciple screamed again.

"Practice! Don't stop! As long as you don't die, practice for me!" Shi Long's voice was full of cruelty, and his eyes were fixed on the disciple in front of him: "You can only become a master by enduring hardship. Now you don't even have to suffer a little bit. You don’t even want to eat it, but you still want to gain a foothold in the world in the future? If you don’t suffer the hardships now, you will have to suffer the hardships of the world!”

"bump!"

While he was speaking, a bloody hole suddenly exploded in the Jade Pillow point on the back of the disciple's head, and he fell to the ground with no energy left.

"It shouldn't be! I have already asked my disciples to perform martial arts according to the instructions taught by that boy." Shi Long looked at the dying disciple with an expressionless face.

"Master, we can't continue. Ten disciples have already died. Some disciples have started talking outside." Chen Chuan stepped forward and looked at the miserable death of the disciples. He picked up a shovel and started digging a hole in the yard.

"It shouldn't be. I taught people to do experiments according to the instructions recited by that kid. How could I go wrong?" Shi Long was puzzled, his brows furrowed into a big pimple.

"Master, that kid must have lied to you, otherwise why wouldn't ten people be able to practice?" Chen Chuan picked up a shovel of soil and complained.

"It doesn't make sense! I have no grievances with him, why would he lie to me? What's more, I passed on the formula to him. He shouldn't have hidden it from me." Shi Long couldn't figure it out.

"When he comes again, master will know after asking carefully. It's just that the experiment can't be carried out anymore, and you can't hide it from the dead." Chen Chuan said in a cooing voice.

While he was talking, he heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Master, that Cui Yu is here again."

"You're good, I was just going to ask what went wrong with this formula." Shi Long looked at Chen Chuan: "Take care of the bodies on the ground."

After speaking, he strode to the front yard and saw Cui Yu holding a wooden sword and practicing sword stabbing in the yard.

Strict and error-free, as if it were carved out by a machine.

"Excellent swordsmanship. This stabbing sword can be said to be practiced to the bone, and I have obtained the third taste." Shi Long clapped his hands and praised.

"I've seen the master!" Cui Yu put away his sword and saluted Shi Long with his fists: "The disciple is here today because he wants to learn the remaining basic sword moves from the master. The disciple wants to practice them together, so as not to spend the whole day I have to travel here and there. My disciple lives outside the city, so it’s not easy to go back and forth.”

"Okay!" Shi Long nodded: "Then I will teach him the remaining basic sword styles.

you. Although the basic sword style is simple, it contains countless tricks. It is extremely difficult to master them one by one without making mistakes. If you remember it wrong when you go back and make mistakes in practice, I'm afraid the second lady will blame me. From now on, you will come here to practice every seven days. If you make any mistakes, you can correct them in time. "

Basic sword moves are not a special skill. Anyone who practices swordsmanship can analyze them with the same accuracy. It didn't matter if he taught it to Cui Yu, but from now on Cui Yu would be bored practicing swordplay at home every day instead of coming to the martial arts hall. Who would he find to peek at the iron-smelting hands?

"Disciple, I obey." Cui Yu bowed his hands.

Shi Long didn't say much and started to practice basic sword moves. Basic sword moves are not difficult to say. If you want to practice basic sword moves well, you all need perseverance. As long as you are willing to work hard, you can master the basic sword moves, but if you want to master the basic sword moves into the realm of transformation, you need excellent understanding.

Shi Long rehearsed the basic sword moves in a serious manner, Cui Yu watched quietly from the side, his whole heart was immersed in it, and he instantly felt the difference from the past.

Young Taoist Shoucheng said it right, the human soul is a big vat, and the 48,000 worries are the water in the vat. If you don’t dump the stagnant water in the vat, how can you hold the new living water?

Cui Yu narrowed his eyes. He felt that his mind was empty at this time. Shilong's every move fell into his eyes and was instantly imprinted on his spiritual world. It also introduced new things and gave rise to other changes.

At this moment, Cui Yu had the feeling of tears filling his eyes: "Are we a little genius now? Have we changed a shotgun for a cannon? Has our understanding improved by leaps and bounds?"

"How's it going? Write down how much?" Shi Long danced his sword skills, and then looked at Cui Yu with his eyes.

"Write down a move." Cui Yu was afraid that he might have missed something, or that it might arouse Shi Long's vigilance, so he replied, deliberately lowering his understanding.

"Just remember one move?" Shi Long frowned.

Although he knew that Cui Yu had a poor memory when he taught him the secrets of iron-making, he never expected that Cui Yu would be so bad.

This is no ordinary difference!

Rotten wood cannot wither!

Shi Long scratched his head and said with a gentle expression, "It's okay, I'll give you a demonstration."

Shilong danced the wooden sword and continued to demonstrate basic sword styles.

Cui Yu looked at it carefully and refused to miss anything.

Shi Long had practiced it thirty times, and Cui Yu had already memorized it by heart and memorized all the sword moves.

"That's all, remember a few moves and practice them when you get back. You are simple-minded and can't hold too many things." Shi Long was also a wonderful person, describing Cui Yu's dull talent as pure soul.

Shi Long didn't give Cui Yu a chance to speak, and directly hung the wooden sword on the shelf: "Today, my teacher is going to test your martial arts skills. External moves are nothing but floating clouds. If you have internal skills, external moves are just airs. , martial arts practice is the foundation."

"How far have you reached in your iron-making skills?" Shilong asked.

"The disciple has completed reaching the ultimate level and has begun to strengthen his muscles and forge his bones. However, there is no material that can penetrate the bones. The disciple is unwilling to make a hasty breakthrough." Cui Yu did not hide it.

"How come you are practicing so fast? Only a few months have passed?" Shi Long was horrified when he heard this: "Are you kidding me?"

In martial arts practice, the most important foundation is hard work.

Just like a person's height, it is impossible to grow ten centimeters overnight.

Just like ordinary people exercising, it is impossible to develop eight-pack abs overnight.

Shi Long's eyes showed a hint of shock at this time.

To his ears, Cui Yu's words were as exaggerated as growing eight-pack abs overnight.

Ordinary people can sprain their muscles and bones if they exercise carelessly, let alone martial arts practice?

The medicinal properties penetrate into the body and act on the skin, which takes a long time.

Cui Yu has finished forging his muscles and bones, this is outrageous!

It’s so off the mark!

"How dare you joke about martial arts training? It's a pity that I don't have the bones of ancient spiritual beasts, otherwise I might be able to break through to a higher realm at this time." Cui Yu sighed with emotion.

Shi Long stepped forward, and Cui Yu felt his eyes blurred as Shi Long's palm fell on him with a "pop" and "pop", slapping on his body's anatomy and the gathering point where blood circulation converged.

"Sure enough, you have already strengthened your muscles and bones. It's incredible. How come your martial arts practice is so fast?" Shi Long looked at Cui Yu in disbelief.

Cui Yu also shrank at this time: "This guy is so fast!"

Cui Yu didn't know how strong Shi Long was, but at least his shooting speed was faster than Yu's. Moreover, no one knows how much faster it is, after all, Shilong is not attacking with all his strength at this time.

"I would also like to thank my master for teaching me iron-smelting skills. This martial art is so good that it can take away the essence and refine it from mountain herbs, monster bones, or even ordinary sand, gravel, and iron ore. As long as the disciple keeps practicing, By transforming bluestones, grass and trees, and everything else that can be seen in the mountains, martial arts cultivation will naturally improve, and it will be a thousand miles." Cui Yu looked at Shilong with his eyes and deliberately praised loudly:

"Master, this iron smelting hand is indeed extraordinary. The disciple now has the strength of thousands of kilograms, can he be considered a good hand?"

Shi Long looked at Cui Yu and felt as if he had eaten a fly. He was smelting iron! He has always dreamed of mastering the skill of making iron! He was actually trained by a stupid boy with low talent.

"The fact that you can cultivate the Iron Hand can be regarded as your blessing." Shi Long suppressed the nausea in his heart and wished he could eat this lucky boy alive: "If you tell me about your process of practicing the Iron Hand, the more detailed it will be, the better it will be. Okay, there can’t be any errors. I will check it over for you, Master, to see if there are any mistakes or omissions, so that I can make up for it in time.”

Cui Yu looked at Shi Long and pretended not to know his intention. He stood in the yard and started talking nonstop. His voice was full of excitement, and he described the practice process with great momentum, just like talking about storytelling.

Shi Long was disgusted by what he heard, but he pinched his nose and suppressed his nausea while listening to Cui Yu making noise beside him.

Cui Yu was blabbering about where he was, drooling all over his words. Not far away, Yu Yu, who was wearing a bamboo hat, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Master is acting weird again. He is obviously teasing this stone dragon."

Shi Long listened to Cui Yu's practice. When he heard Cui Yu say "bring fire to Tianchi", his heart suddenly moved: "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Cui Yu looked at Shi Long in surprise.

"How do you set fire to Tianchi?" Shilong asked.

"Just set fire to the Tianchi Lake and guide the iron sand essence there." Cui Yu pretended to be puzzled.

Shi Long wanted to curse, was this what he asked?

Regardless of whether it is a Qi practitioner or a martial arts practitioner, since ancient times it has always been "the red dragon walks around the Tianchi, trying to burn Kunlun." Now Cui Yu directly sets fire to the Tianchi, and the red dragon walks around Kunlun. Isn't this a waste of martial arts?

It's a pity that he didn't dare to say this!

"Just burn it!" Cui Yu's eyes widened.

"How fragile Tianchi is, how can it withstand the poisonous energy of iron sand and fire?" Shi Long finally couldn't help but ask.

"Master, don't you know? Didn't master teach me?" Cui Yu looked at Shi Long, his eyes full of innocence.

"Of course I know." Shi Long replied without changing his expression.

"Master knows, why bother asking me?" Cui Yu's face was full of innocence.

Shi Long almost choked to death with one sentence.

"My master is afraid that you may take the wrong path, so I asked you to speak out and give you some guidance." Shi Long said.

Cui Yu looked at Shi Long, who was blushing a little, smiled secretly in his heart, and replied: "I just practiced according to the master's instructions."

Shi Long took a deep breath. He wanted to point his finger at Cui Yu's head and curse: "Do the exercises as I say? If you f*cking do the exercises as I say, I'm afraid you will die countless times, your bones will be all scum." It’s rotten!”

But he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "The road to martial arts is a thousand miles long if you miss it. Although you do it according to my instructions, everyone's body is different, so there are bound to be mistakes. Besides, your qualifications are dull, I teach you I don’t know if you have remembered the mistakes or omissions of your wonderful tips. My teacher is checking for your mistakes and filling them in. What is your attitude?"

"Disciple knows his mistake." Cui Yu immediately transformed into an honest boy and said with an aggrieved face: "Disciple just burned it with fire poison.

Yes! Kunlun burned down, the jade liquid dried up, and the poisonous gas was gone. "

Shi Long was a little speechless, are you so tough, big brother?

You didn't die even after the jade liquid was burned out?

That jade liquid is the three treasures of human spirit, energy and spirit!

"Think about it again, is there anything different when you practice? How is it different from when my teacher taught you?" Shi Long stared at Cui Yu. Today he insisted on giving the training formula for the iron hand. It cannot be dug out.

This has become his obsession! His life-saving straw against Wuzhuangguan!

the difference?

Cui Yu rolled his eyes: "Disciple, I remembered that the poisonous fire wanted to burn Kunlun and Burn Jade Pond. For some reason, disciple Momo Huhu poured the poisonous fire energy directly into his heart, and it was actually in his heart. It is entrenched within, fused with the Qi of the heart and flowing throughout the body, without any harm."

Shilong shrank when he heard this, and then he suddenly realized and laughed up to the sky: "Hahaha! I know! I know! It must be that the heart fire surrendered to the poison fire, and the heart fire merged into the poison fire, and merged with the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit. If we become one, then we will naturally not hurt our bodies.”

"I know! I know!" Shi Long laughed, ignoring Cui Yu, turned around and ran towards the secret room.

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