In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Two days later, Lin Xiaolu received a small silver bracelet, which was a storage device that Li Mingru asked a capable person to make for him.

Lin Xiaolu was naturally very happy to receive the bracelet. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had always envied other monks who had the ring, even Chen Nianyun, but he didn't have spiritual power in his body. It doesn't work, and this bracelet is different.

This Mithril Bracelet can be used without spiritual power. It and the Dageng Bronze Ware have been cast with a complex connection spell. It can only store the Dageng Bronze Ware alone. As long as Xiaolu opens the mithril buckle on the bracelet, he can manually open the spirit stone inside, and then pull out the four-meter-long Dageng bronze vessel from the independent mithril space. From a distance, it looks like a One hand inserted into a certain alien space out of thin air, and then slowly pulled out a big knife from the empty midair, very handsome.

After giving his disciple the mithril bracelet, Li Mingru took Xiao Yu'er to retreat, and the location of the retreat was in the cave behind the cliff waterfall on Zhaixing Peak.

Before leaving, Li Mingru specifically asked him to listen to Senior Sister Miaoxin's words, not to be naughty, and to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

At this point, only the young Lin Xiaolu remained in the entire Xingxing Peak, and Senior Sister Miaoxin depended on each other for life.

His life has not changed much, he exercises step by step every day, and everything seems to be the same as before. The only thing that makes him more depressed is that he seems to have reached the end of his training.

Because the various functions of the body are far superior to ordinary people, this allows him to learn martial arts very quickly. He can master many complicated skills almost once. Practicing Qigong horizontally, Bajiquan, Taijiquan, Flying Dao, Yuanyangbu, Jinyiwei Eight Swords, all of them have reached great success.

Then... His strength stopped here, and he stopped moving forward.

Perhaps as Li Mingru said, he has basically come to an end along the way of martial arts.

This feeling made Lin Xiaolu panic, afraid that he would have to stay at this stage in the future, and then grow up slowly. When he was 40 years old, his physical fitness would decline, gradually weaken, and finally die helplessly.

This kind of martial arts career, which can see the head at a glance, is simply torture for a person like him.

At noon, in the dining hall, a 13-year-old boy was eating hot pot in a sullen mood. He looked at the hot red oil soup mixed with pepper and ginger slices in the hot pot, rolled with fresh lamb and tripe, and his eyes were dull.

"Brother Xiaolin, beef balls."

Hou San'er came in with a pot of beef balls, and put it on the table for him with a smile, only to see Lin Xiaolu's weeping little face.

Hou San'er was stunned, a little surprised at the little guy's unhappiness, and asked curiously: "What's wrong, Brother Xiaolin? Is it because the hot pot is not delicious?"

Lin Xiaolu pouted and shook his head, muttering, "It's boring for me to eat alone, and my martial arts can't improve."

Hou San'er sat next to him when he heard the words, and comforted him with concern: "Senior Sister Xiaoyu came out after two or three years, which is very normal in the world of cultivating immortals, like that senior brother, who hasn't come out of seclusion until now, Like our sect leader, in our more than 200 years of cultivation career, we have practiced in closed doors almost all the time, everyone is like this."

"But I'm not." Lin Xiaolu complained to Hou San'er: "Yesterday I wanted to play with Xiaodan and the others, but they were all practicing, and they were imprisoned by the elders of various branches and couldn't get out. I didn't come out, I'm so bored."

Hou San'er scratched his head when he heard the words, and there was no good way for a while. For practice, everyone is basically like this. After stepping on the right track of practice, few people will do nothing like Li Mingru all day long. Almost everyone Everyone is racing against time to work hard for the Dao, but Lin Xiaolu can't do it, he has already reached the end of the conventional martial arts.

Other people's practice, regardless of small goals such as becoming stronger and revitalizing the sect, the ultimate goal is to live forever, but Lin Xiaolu is different, he is destined not to live forever.

In the side room, the young man sullenly picked up a mutton roll with chopsticks, dipped it in the seasoning and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up and he said: "Hou Saner, do you think there are other ways for me to become stronger?"

"This one……"

Hou San'er looked puzzled, Elder Li didn't even know about it, how could he know about it as an outer disciple.

The atmosphere at the dining table was quiet for a while, and after a long time, Lin Xiaolu sighed and said, "It's so lonely, if only Li Yaoxi's mountain cannon came out for a walk, it would be great, just use him to practice knives, hey~"

Hou San'er couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he had seen Senior Brother Xiao Lin's Da Geng bronze vessel, and after getting the giant blade, Senior Brother Xiao Lin couldn't wait to show it off in front of himself and other outer disciples.

The Dageng bronze wares are really frightening to look at. He still remembers the scene of Lin Xiaolu stepping on the ground and sinking after performing a whole set of knife skills in the dining hall yard.

"Brother Xiaolin."

Hou San'er said hesitantly: "If you still want to continue to pursue martial arts, I actually think you can leave the sect to travel."

"what?"

Lin Xiaolu looked at Hou San'er in surprise, a little surprised by Hou San'er's suggestion.

"When you came back from Dayue, you learned Taijiquan, Cunjin and Bengjin, and then you created the double dark energy, so I think you can travel to China, learn all the world's martial arts, and gather the strengths of hundreds of schools Yu Yishen, this might also improve your martial arts realm."

When Lin Xiaolu heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly!

That's right, I can learn other martial arts by myself!

Although a person's energy is limited, it is best for a general martial artist to only specialize in one martial art, but his understanding and physical strength have reached an unbelievable level, and he must not be able to use the usual theory.

Back then when I created the double dark force, didn't my fighting power increase a lot?He punched the head of the Bai family in seconds.

Then I can indeed learn other martial arts, and then gather the strengths of hundreds of schools to make new innovations.

At the dinner table, Hou San'er continued to express his opinion, and said to the boy:

"Anyway, Elder Li and Senior Sister Xiao Yu'er will be in seclusion for a few years, and your physical body has reached the so-called extreme. It's better to travel around and seek a breakthrough."

After finishing speaking, Hou San'er knew he had made a slip of the tongue, smiled and said: "Senior Brother Xiaolin, this is just my personal idea, in fact, you can ask Senior Sister Miaoxin, or the head of the sect, after all, I am an outsider to this thing The disciples don't understand either."

"No, no, Hou San'er, what you said makes sense." Lin Xiaolu, who seemed to have just woken up from a dream, looked excited, and grabbed Hou San'er's hand:

"You're right. Anyway, it's hard for me to improve in my current training. It's better to go out and travel and learn other martial arts."

After finishing speaking, he patted Hou San'er's shoulder with a smile: "Don't always look down on yourself, although the sect master and Senior Sister Miao Xin have higher cultivation levels than you, they don't understand martial arts. They are all similar to you, everyone is unique, the world is so big, there can be no second you."

Hou San'er's mind changed after hearing this, and seeing Lin Xiaolu's clean young face, his eyes became more enthusiastic.

Yes, everyone is unique.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolu was suddenly happy, and suddenly felt that the depression of the past few days was much less.

It’s good to go down the mountain. You can meet new people, have a good time, and improve your experience and knowledge. It’s not too exciting.

Hou San'er looked at the excited young man with a wry smile, and persuaded him: "Senior brother Xiaolin, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run. After all, you are still too young to go down the mountain alone. Elder Li is in seclusion. You must ask for advice first." Senior Sister Xin, go ask the head of the sect again."

However, the excited Lin Xiaolu couldn't listen to it at all. With a young heart, he wished to set off now, and directly smiled boldly:

"After I finished eating, I went to tell the senior sister and the head sister, I want to go down the mountain, I want to go to Xunwu!"