I have become immortal, Taoist friends still need to be diligent

"Ok."

There was nothing Li Erzhuang could do, so Li Mu had no choice but to go to the martial arts school and read several books on middle-grade sword techniques and more than a dozen books on low-grade sword techniques.

Hope you can refer to it.

"Hey, ha, brush."

"Hey, brush, ha."

"No, the sword technique of opening and closing must be matched with a large step, otherwise it will lose several percent of its power."

……

Cultivation does not distinguish between severe cold and scorching heat. Li Mu practices, calculates and learns from each other day by day.

It has been eighteen months, twenty-three years, and Li Mu has finally perfected other sword techniques and footwork.

"Whether we can make it today depends on today."

On the flat ground by the river in Xiaohe Village, Li Mu solemnly held a sword, named: Po Feng.

"Whoo~"

A breeze blew past my face.

"Brush~"

"Shuush~"

I saw Li Mu striding forward and backward at the same time as Po Feng.

Sometimes it's a crosscut, sometimes it's a frontal slash, and sometimes it's a tease.

A quarter of an hour later.

"It's done."

Li Mu put away his sword and realized that his newly created sword skill was complete.

This was created by Li Mu who spent five hours a day practicing more than a dozen sets of sword techniques and five or six sets of footwork.

Now that Li Mu is at the peak of third-rate martial arts, Li Mu feels that he can beat even a second-rate warrior on the plains. .

"It should be included in the high-grade sword technique, let's call it the "horse-killing sword technique"."

Li Mu estimated the power of the sword technique and knew that it was considered a top-grade sword technique, even though it was the most common high-grade sword technique.

But it is understandable that a third-rate martial artist can create low-grade martial arts. Mid-grade martial arts can only be created by a few talented people. Li Erzhuang has never heard of a third-rate martial artist who can create high-grade martial arts.

"Hey, I feel like it's time for me to go out for a walk."

Li Mu returned home, lay in his bedroom, touched his cheek, and sighed.

Li Mu, who is now twenty-three years old, feels vaguely that his body is no longer growing older. This feeling cannot be explained.

Coincidentally, Li Mu was also transported to this world at the age of twenty-three in his previous life.

Li Mu thought that Qin Shihuang's longevity formation seemed to be working.

Li Mu was afraid that if he was still the same age in ten years, someone might notice him.

So Li Mu plans to leave the Li family in a few years, and then he wants to go home and dress up older.

Although Li Erzhuang taught Li Mu a simple disguise technique to make it easier for Li Mu to travel around the world in the future, this disguise technique mainly involves changing the exposed parts of the head, hands, etc., and it is not flawless.

For ordinary people, they may not be able to see through it, but for real masters and seniors with vicious eyes, they can see through it at a glance.

Therefore, Li Mu hopes to have the fate to obtain the kind of disguise technique that allows him to change his body and shape.

"Go and supervise Tieniu first."

In order to avoid marriage, Li Mu has fallen in love with Li Tieniu, a fourteen-year-old boy.

"Tieniu, practice hard. After two years, I will find you two wives."

"Okay big brother, I will definitely work hard."

"Hammer, you have to work hard."

"Brother, I'm only twelve years old, still young."

"It's not too late, time is going very quickly, so be prepared for a rainy day."

"Iron flower~"

"Brother, there is no need to say more. I will take in as many concubines as you said."

"Ahem, Tiehua is still sensible, so I'll leave first."

After doing daily ideological work on his younger brothers and sisters, Li Mu quickly went to the medicine garden again.

"Young Master, this blood ginseng seems to be fine."

When they arrived at the place where medicinal herbs were cultivated, a long-term worker came over and pointed to the ginseng in the field and said to Li Mu.

"Well, you can tell after two years whether it can grow to five years."

Li Mu previously tried to cultivate ginseng from three-year-old to five-year-old ginseng, but failed in the end.

By chance, I heard a herb collector in Huangyuan Town say that there is a kind of blood ginseng in the mountains. It has a long lifespan, but it is rare and is usually hidden deep in weeds.

Li Mu usually went to the mountains when he had nothing to do. After asking around in the town, he finally found a two-year-old plant after more than half a year. It was estimated that it would bear fruit in two years. Li Mu transplanted it to the medicine garden.

After a period of cultivation, Li Mu discovered that animal blood could also speed up the growth cycle and medicinal properties of herbs. Although it was only 20%, Li Mu still handed the knife to Black Whirlwind.

Don't ask why it's the Black Tornado every time. The question is that the blood of the Black Tornado is the most expensive and must be the best.

"Tiedan, are you looking at the herbs again?"

"Can you go somewhere else and see other young people?"

Li Mu, who was handling the herbs, was interrupted by Li Dazhuang's voice.

"Okay dad, I'll be out later."

Li Mu looked helplessly at Li Dazhuang, who already had a few gray hairs. He was probably forty-five years old this year.

"Driving~"

There was another roar of black whirlwind, and Li Mu went to the county seat.

This is Li Mu's first time to go to the county town. In the past two years, Li Mu has been to Huangyuan Town and two other mountainous towns. He heard that there are many kinds of medicinal herbs there, so Li Mu went there.

"Hey, kid, let me borrow some money."

Li Mu was walking on a trail to the county seat when he suddenly encountered a dozen bandits with knives on a road with mountains on one side and mountains on the other.

"Oh, good man, I don't know how much it costs. How about one tael per person?"

Li Mu looked back and forth and saw that there were thirteen people, seven in front and six in the back. Now he was testing to see if there were others.

"Hey, thirteen taels of silver? Where are you sending to beggar? One hundred taels, and keep this horse."

One of the big men said with a grin.

"What's the length? Is it too little?..."

"Crack~"

"Call the boss."

"Yes, boss, this horse looks like a top-grade horse at first glance. It is worth three to five hundred silver. I have seen many horses before, so there will be no problem."

"Hey, you kid, you still have some use."

"Hehe, boss took care of you well."

Li Mu looked at the opposite person talking like no one was around and was speechless.

"How much did you say? I'll ask my father to deliver it to you."

Li Mu said pretending to be timid.

"Hahaha, boy, you are quite right, so I will give face to your father, who I have never met, for a flat price of eight hundred taels of silver. I won't embarrass you too much, right?"

The boss said with a worried expression on your face.

"No, no, I'll go back and get it for you right now."

Li Mu immediately pretended to be scared and started to ride towards the county seat.

"Stop, stop, stop, boy, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Just give me the address and I'll have someone deliver the message."

When the bandit boss saw that Li Mu was about to leave, he immediately stopped and cursed Li Mu.

"Okay, okay, I'll write it right now."

"Here, hero, here you go."

Li Mu quickly cut Black Tornado's body with a knife, and a little blood came out. He quickly tore off a piece of clothing, wrote a few words on it with his hand, and signaled to the bandit boss.

"You kid still has some brains. Don't bite your own finger."

"I, I, am afraid of pain."

"Hahaha~"

Seeing Li Mu's cowardly look, many bandits laughed loudly.

"Bring it here."

"Brush~"

"Big brother?"

Just when the bandit leader relaxed his vigilance and asked Li Mu for his address, Li Mu pulled his left hand, unsheathed his saber and disemboweled the bandit leader from bottom to top.

"Driving~"

Li Mu didn't bother, just clamped his legs together, and Black Tornado ran forward, not caring about the dead bandit leader.

"Brush~"

With another slash, Li Mu, who was riding a horse, struck directly forward, performing a top-to-bottom craniotomy on the gangster blocking Li Mu's left front.

"Appreciate~"