Chapter 366

The two of them strolled in the forest like a leisurely garden, and arrived at the cave where he had hidden the Pusi song snake in a leisurely manner.

With the strength of both arms, he moved the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave very easily, and suddenly a strong smell of rancidity came to his face, almost made Yang Guo spit out the rice he ate last year, even Xiao Longnu He couldn't help frowning, and led the white horse back.

Yang Guo hastily blocked the entrance of the cave with a boulder, and said: "This smell... vomit... Oh, I'll go, I almost took it away, Longer, you go back to Xiangyang City, let Xue Ping bring some manpower and nails Sharp weapon, peel off the snake skin inside and take it back... vomit..."

Xiao Longnu covered her nose and said, "Is there anything special about these snake skins?"

After retching for a while, Yang Guo slowly said: "This snake is quite strange, the snake skin is very tough, unless it is as sharp as our gentlemen's and ladies' swords, it is difficult for ordinary swords to break through, take these snake skins back to make Forming a soft armor can greatly reduce our casualties on the battlefield, and these four snakes are almost enough to save a little!

Seven days later, you will ask Xue Ping to come here with hundreds of people and supporting tools. I have other arrangements then! "

There are nearly a hundred snakes like this Bodhisattva snake in the valley. For some reason, the divine sculpture does not eat the snake meat. He asked Mao Mao to store so many corpses, just to transport them back to the Valley of Love as a reward. Great disciple.

If this snake skin can be made into a soft armor, it will be a rare life-saving artifact. For example, when you go out to do a mission, you suddenly encounter someone with a hidden weapon to attack. With the tenacity and strength of the snake skin, no hidden weapon can break through in this martial arts world. Unless someone with Huang Yaoshi's level of skill is able to cast his magical skills with the flick of his fingers, it is possible to injure these disciples. However, people with this ability are still sneaking!

Although you can't defend your hands against your head, when you are fighting with others, you can also avoid the vital points everywhere. In the place covered by soft armor, you can do whatever you want, and you are not afraid of anyone at all. Such sharp weapons as swords are rare in the world.

Xiao Longnv believed in Yang Guo, and responded repeatedly: "Then I will let Hall Master Xue send someone to collect him when I go back."

After the two discussed how to deal with these snake skins, it was time to part again. Although they were very reluctant, they had a lot of helplessness.

Yang Guo stopped to look at the back of Xiaolongnu driving away slowly, feeling unspeakably depressed, and sighed: "I don't know when will we be together carefree, regardless of the struggles in this world, Don't mess with the hustle and bustle of this world..."

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Having not returned all night, the divine sculpture and golden monkey in the valley were worried about Yang Guo's safety, so they ran out of the sword mound early this morning to look for him.

"Brother Diao, I was delayed by something last night, and I'm only back today. I'm very sorry!" Compared to the divine sculptures circling in the sky, Yang Guo could spot them more easily, and immediately shouted.

Hearing the sound, the divine eagle flied away and landed in front of him with its wings firmly folded. It looked at him suspiciously, and yelled "cuckoo".

Mao Mao jumped off the sculpture, threw herself on Yang Guo, and asked, "Second brother, where did you go? Hey, you smell so good~"

Hearing this, Yang Guo couldn't help blushing, and coughed dryly: "Go, go, what a monkey, let me hug you!"

Shendiao found that Yang Guo was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell exactly how different it was, so he "cuckoo" a few more times, as if asking where he was last night.

After staying with him for several months, even without Maomao's translation, Yang Guo could vaguely understand some of its meaning, and immediately replied: "I have encountered some personal matters, and I have already dealt with them!"

Seeing that Yang Guo didn't want to say more, it didn't ask any more questions, and spread its wings and flew towards the distant mountain top. Yang Guo grinned, and Maomao galloped to follow.

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After another month, it was mid-July, and the weather was getting hotter and rainy. It could be said to be the best time to practice swords.

I didn't see Chuyang today, the sky was gloomy, and soon there was a strong wind, followed by pouring rain. Yang Guo remembered that practicing swords in the mountain torrents is the fastest way to improve skills, don't worry Fanxi immediately laughed and said: "Brother Diao, in such a heavy rain, should we practice this sword or not!"

Shen Diao glanced at him unexpectedly, thinking that in this bad weather, ordinary people must be lazy, but Yang Guo became more and more excited, but he was so motivated, and he was very happy, so he let out a loud cry , as a response.

"Hahaha! Mere rain, how can it be difficult for me, let's go!" Yang Guo received the response, but he felt a sense of pride in his chest. The world said that people can't fight against the sky, so he insisted on giving it a try today.

Maomao couldn't help hesitating, it didn't like the feeling of being soaked and its fur clinging to its skin, it was very uncomfortable, but seeing that Yang Guo and the sculpture had left, it was quite boring to be here alone, so he had to bite the bullet and follow go up.

Yang Guo held the epee and followed the sculpture to the northeast, after a few miles, he heard the roaring sound in front, like a huge torrent gushing out, like thunder exploding, it was very frightening.

Leaping across a canyon, I saw a giant dragon breathing on the top of the mountain, and a waterfall poured down, rushing into the creek in the canyon.

But at this moment, it is not called a small stream. With the heavy rain pouring down, the water in this stream is rushing like a roaring wave. The branches and rocks rushing down from the waterfall disappear in a blink of an eye, just like the mountain torrent. The mud flow is daunting.

The divine eagle stared at the mountain torrent for a while, as if recalling it, and then cried "cuckoo" after a long time.

Yang Guo knew that it wanted him to jump down into the stream to practice his sword, even though he was mentally prepared, but seeing the rushing torrent, he couldn't help but tremble with fear, took a deep breath, and without waiting for the divine eagle to urge him, he held up the Focusing on the epee, he jumped down, not forgetting to shout: "Demacia!"

But before he could stand still, the mud and sand under his feet were turbulent, he slipped suddenly, fell into the water, and drank a big mouthful of muddy water. It was not like this, but who told him to open his mouth to say such a sentence, and it was too late to shut up, so he was full Take a sip.

Reluctantly, he managed to stand still, but he saw a thick, several-foot wooden stake rushing down from the waterfall and smashing it head-on. He hurriedly raised his epee to strike, but his feet were unstable, and he lost 80% of his strength. , the stake was not crushed, and he was knocked back into the turbulence.

Seeing Yang Guo like this, Maomao was about to step forward and use a golden stick to block the oncoming rocks and wooden stakes, but was stopped by the divine sculpture in time, and cooed a few times, Maomao looked at Yang Guo worriedly, and finally stopped stature.

After being devastated several times by the rocks, wooden piles and flood torrents, Yang Guo has found some skills, at least he can barely stabilize his figure.

Using a heavy weight under his feet, he stabbed firmly into the sand, holding his breath and holding his sword to split the falling rocks and broken logs.

Thanks to the sharpness of the epee and his own great strength, the boulder would shatter at the touch of a touch, but with the pouring of the mountain torrent, the boulder, which was originally only a hundred catties, became hundreds of catties when it hit the epee. Strength, the sand trapped under Yang Guo's feet was continuously washed away by the torrent, so how deep is it? Only a few hundred catties of force can knock Yang Guo into the water, which is also the result of his lack of control over strength. Otherwise, how much strength is there under the feet, how much strength will be fed back by the sand, and the two will offset each other, and they will be solid to each other. How can the force of these hundreds of catties of boulders be able to disturb.

Taking advantage of this rare heavy rain, Shen Diao didn't stop, Yang Guo didn't hurry up, after all, he had to wait for another heavy rain, I don't know how long it would take, how could he miss such a great opportunity.

Practicing like this until dusk, when the heavy rain fell suddenly and the mountain torrent gradually slowed down, Yang Guo secretly thought it was a pity and jumped out of the stream.

After this day of tempering, he can't help feeling

His own skill is very refined, and he can control his strength more freely. No matter how fast the water is, he can stand firmly, and even if the mountain rocks and boulders pour down, they can all be crushed. It goes one level deeper, and you can strike at your will. When you can hit the rocks to the shore with a single strike, then it will be called the real consummation.

"Googoogoo" the divine sculpture yelled a few times, as if asking Yang Guo to leave, Maomao also said beside him: "Second brother, I'm starving to death, let's go to barbecue!"

Yang Guoran stayed here with him for a day, he was hungry, but he was not in a hurry, there were many skinned and dried snakes in the sword mound, on the way he would catch some game for the eagle, today he will It's complete!

For several days in a row, as if the heavens were beautiful, it would rain cats and dogs every day. Yang Guo was overjoyed and went to practice swords in the torrent in the canyon every day.

Thanks to this, Xiangyang fought with the Mongolian army for several days, and was given a reprieve because of this.

Today, looking at the gloomy sky, Yang Guo knew that heavy rain was indispensable, and guessed it was the rainy season, the heavy rain day and night, it hurt the peasants, but it took advantage of himself.

As soon as we walked to the canyon with the sculpture, it started to rain heavily. Yang Guo didn't need the sculpture to remind him, and jumped into the torrent consciously. At this moment, he could finally shout "Demacia" without worrying about falling Drink muddy water.

The heavy rain had just started, the rain and water were not too heavy, Yang Guo put the epee in front of him, cross-legged and drowned in the water to practice, waiting for the torrent to grow stronger.

Half an hour later, the rain was getting heavier and the flood was surging. Yang Guo was holding an epee and was waiting for the battle. With the sound of "bang" colliding, two boulders, weighing four to five hundred catties, rolled down from the waterfall. He hit straight.

"Good guy, two at a time!" Yang Guo grinned, and when the boulders rolled over, he quickly struck out the epee, then raised his hand, and he threw the two boulders high into the shore. Except for some damage on the stone, he was not smashed into pieces by Yang Guo's sword like on the first day. In just a few days, he has already perfected his control over strength.

"It's great, it's great! The second brother is amazing." Maomao cheered for Yang Guo on the bank, clapping his hands and applauding.

The divine eagle nodded, and walked towards the shore with big strides. With a wave of its big wings, it slapped the boulder that fell on the shore back to the gap several feet away behind Yang Guo.

Swinging several times in a row, four or five boulders piled up together, blocking the torrent, causing the water level to rise continuously, reaching the height of Yang Guo's shoulders in the blink of an eye, fearing that the water might wash away these stones, and the divine eagle spread its wings and flew up the mountain. Going up, I kicked down several huge boulders weighing nearly a thousand catties to block the gap, and then I was relieved.

"Brother Diao, what are you doing, can't you drown me?" Yang Guo yelled in puzzlement, the water had already filled his mouth and nose, he was almost standing on tiptoe, to come out of the water to breathe.

"Cuckoo!" the divine eagle called, and Mao Mao translated for it: "Brother Big Eagle said, you should try to swing your sword in the water now, so as to improve your arm strength."

"Aren't you joking!" Yang Guo exclaimed, he was jumping out of the water from time to time even to breathe, how could he block the boulder with his sword.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw another boulder rushing down from the waterfall. In desperation, Yang Guo had no choice but to take a deep breath and held his sword. In the end, it was blocked, but the strength of the epee's chopping was too weak, and even the rocks could not be broken.

With a light step, he was suddenly thrown into the torrent.