Chapter 8 : Learning and Getting Setbacks One After Another

"Fortunately, it's a bird with no cultivation. If it's a soul beast, the soul power that I have just started to accumulate is simply not enough." Unraveling the long line and letting go of the magpie bird who was no longer struggling, Lin Manshan shook his head. "For the time being, I can only control these two."

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Open the window, and after a few puffs, the magpie bird pecked the spider and flew away.

From the perspective of magpie birds, Lin Manshan can clearly see the houses and trees passing by.

The flying speed of the magpie bird was good, and he soon saw the familiar adobe house.

"Dang dang dang..." A loud beating sound came, and looking down, it was Tang San who was constantly smashing the iron with the hammer.

Not far from him, was Tang Hao sitting on a small bench basking in the sun, occasionally glancing at the forging table.

Controlling the magpie bird to go around the house, save the chi and land on the edge of the bed near the back room, put down the spider, and wait for the spider to lie down along the window hole, Lin Manshan controls the magpie bird to fly again, circled around and landed closest to the forging table. on the tree.

Tang Hao, who was perceptive, opened his eyes and turned his eyes away from the magpie bird, and continued to close his eyes to sleep.

The spring season is the best time for birds to return to nest and reproduce. It is normal to see magpies.

Seeing that Tang Hao didn't care, Lin Manshan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that this guy would come for a meal.

Moved to a suitable angle, Lin Manshan began to watch it seriously.

"Is this the Random Cloak Hammering Method? The waist with the legs, the back with the belt, the arms with the back, and the force is used. It is also exquisite." What he inherited is the most precious ten-year practice memory of walking against the sky. In battle and understanding, one can naturally see the subtlety of Tang San's hammer-swinging skills, "However, Tang San should have just learned this, so he's not proficient in his movements."

Lin Manshan recalled that it was indeed Tang Hao who taught Tang Hao the Chaotic Cloak Hammering method after he knew that Tang San had awakened the martial spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer.

"When I have the opportunity in the future, I can try to get a private blacksmith shop myself. Blacksmithing is a very physically exhausting exercise, especially after using the cloak hammer method, it has a good exercise effect on arm strength and waist strength. It's also good for me."

Swinging a knife requires arm strength and waist strength.

"Tang San was able to defeat Feng Xiaotian by showing the Clear Sky Hammer for the first time at the Spirit Master Competition. He couldn't do without his previous experience in blacksmithing. After all, practice makes perfect." Lin Manshan watched again, gave Queniao good instructions, and disconnected Link.

"Hey..." The magpie chirped a few times, flew down the tree, picked up a few twigs from the ground and flew back. It seemed that it was ready to build a nest.

"It's really easy to use. You can establish a connection so far, and you can see it clearly. It is indeed a ghost technique specially developed by the Ming people for investigation." Lin Manshan smiled, got up and walked out the door, carrying the small bench and He sat down on the hardwood he brought back before, summoned the hatchet martial arts spirit and began to carve it. He could not summon the martial spirit for a long time now, and was ready to carve a wooden knife to practice the sword technique.

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Go out for a run with a wooden knife in the morning, go to the open space outside the village to practice the knife, go home for lunch at noon, practice soul power in the afternoon and evening, and read the "real eye" memory before going to bed. Under the tight schedule, Lin Manshan quickly passed a month.

At night, in the bedroom, Lin Manshan slowly opened his eyes with a look of distress.

"It's no wonder that the cabbage is still a scumbag in the finale. The human physique is too weak. The improvement speed of the physical body is completely unable to keep up with the cultivation speed of the soul power. Obviously, my soul strength is more than enough, and the physical body can't stand it. "

Feeling the fullness of the body bulging and splitting, Lin Manshan was very helpless. "It is possible to transfer the excess soul power to the martial arts to complete the life weapon into the soul in advance, but that will cause a great change in the shape of the martial soul, and it is impossible to explain at that time."

"If it is regarded as a twin martial spirit, it will inevitably have some twists and turns. As a civilian and my current strength, I really can't stand the toss, so it's better to keep a low profile. It seems that I can only stop cultivating my soul power first and focus on it. I have switched to soul power training. For the past month, I have been cultivating soul power to solve my headache, and my soul power is still at the third level, so it is indeed time to practice."

"Now that my headache problem has been resolved, cultivating spirit power should not have any effect on my body." Lin Manshan subconsciously touched his chin, "After absorbing the first spirit ring and my body is strengthened, I can continue to cultivate my soul. Strength. Or, I can find a way to make money, spend money to buy some herbs and refine them to strengthen the physical body and maintain the cultivation of soul power."

"Damn, Binghuo Liangyi Eye, I admit that I'm greedy." Lin Manshan complained, and when it comes to refining medicinal herbs, how can ordinary herbal medicine have the outstanding effect of immortal grass, "In my current situation, I am close to the qualifications of Dugu Bo. No, let alone taking the risk of being killed on the spot to gain trust and obtain immortal grass. With Dugu's character of being both righteous and evil, it is too risky to act rashly."

"Improve the strength first, and then think of a way later."

"You can practice spirit power, hey..." Tang San's daily schedule was very regular. In the morning, he went to the top of the mountain to practice Ziji Demon Boy, went home to cook, and after dinner, he began to strike iron and practice the Shaping Cloak Hammering technique, and at night he practiced Xuantian Gong.

Every day, he had magpie birds follow Tang San to the top of the mountain, and at night there were spiders sitting on the beams to observe closely, but so far, he had found nothing about Xuan Tian Gong. Xuan Tian Gong is internal energy, qi travels through meridians, and he cannot observe magpie birds and spiders at all. The same is true for Ziji Demon Boy, except that he can see purple light from his eyes, he has nothing else to gain.

On the contrary, Tang San has learned a lot from the hidden weapon technique, the ghost and shadow fanning technique, the technique of controlling the crane and capturing the dragon, and the chaotic hammer technique. As for the hidden weapons, the pig iron Tang Hao gave to Tang San, Tang San has not yet completed the tempering task.

There is no material, so naturally it has not been built yet.

"If you don't have Xuantian Gong, you won't have it. You should practice or practice..." Thinking of this, Lin Manshan immediately closed his eyes and meditated.

The daily practice continued in an orderly manner, and two months passed before I knew it.

In the early morning, when the sky was still bright, Lin Manshan got up and pushed the door out, doing morning exercises against the cold morning wind.

After a while, the other doors were pushed open one after another. Miao Ni took the lead and walked out. She turned to see Lin Manshan, and her face suddenly showed a smile, "Little Wu, you're up so early again. You wait first, mom will make you breakfast and eat it. Go out to exercise after you're done."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the house, "Old Jack!"

"Who is it!" On the other side, Old Jack, who had just walked out of the door, rubbed his eyes and looked up.

"Tang Hao?" As if thinking of something, his face suddenly brightened and he shouted loudly, "Why, figured it out?"

"Hmph, I just don't want to waste a free quota that doesn't require money. I still want to have a good night's sleep tomorrow morning. If you want to come over and take the mistress away, don't disturb me by making noise again." Tang Hao said calmly, Turn around and leave.

"This Tang Hao has finally done something serious." Old Jack shook his head.

It was said before that it was not possible. Really hypocritical... Looking at Tang Hao's leaving back, Lin Manshan pouted.

After eating breakfast, taking the wooden knife, Lin Manshan trotted towards the outside of the village and continued to practice daily.

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