Zhang Chu stepped into the house hungryly.

The food has been prepared in the yard, and the meal will be started when he comes back.

"Master of the Hall."

"Master of the Hall."

Seeing him come in, many brothers in the yard stood up and saluted him.

Zhang Chu waved his hand and walked straight to his seat and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Zhiqiu handed the rice bowl to him.

"Chu'er, what are you busy with in the morning? It's noisy early in the morning."

Zhang sat next to him, asking while eating.

Zhang Chu pulled a few bites of rice into his mouth, and replied while eating, "It's nothing, it's my son who transferred a business outside to Wutong... In the future, there will be more and more people in this Wutong, everyone

Life will get better and better.”

Zhang nodded with a smile: "That's good!"

Zhang Chu was having a meal and looked around, and suddenly found that there seemed to be one person missing on the table. After looking closely, he asked, "Where is the dog? Why didn't you come to have a meal?"

When many brothers on the table heard this, they couldn't help but lay their heads down and stewed their rice hard.

Big Bear also had his eyes hopped and said with a forced smile: "Oh, Brother Dog, he has something to do at home, so he's busy."

"oh."

Zhang Chu did not doubt that he was there and said casually: "Then you send a brother to send him some food later."

Big Bear nodded: "Okay."

"By the way, Big Bear, how good have you practiced your bully?"

"Master Chu, my subordinates have already mastered 30% of their blood and energy."

"30%? The progress is a bit slow. You have been practicing for three months... If you work harder, you will make a sound when your blood is exhausted. Practice for a few more hours a day and strive to get the first half of the year!"

Big Bear didn't think there was anything wrong with his words, and nodded vigorously with shame: "Yes, I must work harder."

All his understanding of martial arts and Li Gouzi comes from Zhang Chu, and the benchmark for practicing martial arts is also Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu entered the ninth grade after practicing martial arts for three months, and he only mastered 30% of his blood and energy for three months... Isn't this a bit slow, why?

He is the ignorant and fearless.

But there was a good-looking uncle on the dinner table.

He served Liang Chongxiao for more than 20 years. Although he was not a warrior, he knew very well what it was like to practice martial arts.

When he heard Zhang Chu's words, his beard was raised and he did not dare to say anything.

After practicing martial arts for three months, I have mastered 30% of my blood and energy. Is this still slow?

Those core children of high sects and large sects are just this progress, right?

He didn't say anything, but his face changed, which attracted Zhang Chu's attention.

Zhang Chu looked at him, his heart suddenly moved, and he asked in a low voice: "Uncle Fu, did the master leave me anything before he died? For example, martial arts secrets or something?"

Uncle Fu put down his chopsticks and nodded slowly, "Yes, but the master has instructed me to wait until you are promoted to Baliu before handing it over to you!"

Really?

Zhang Chu was delighted and nodded immediately and said, "Then you will give it to me later!"

Big Bear was holding a basin to eat, but he didn't even react when he heard Zhang Chu's words.

Uncle Fu's hand holding chopsticks trembled violently.

Give it to him?

Has he advanced to the eighth level?

How long has he been practicing martial arts?

Just half a year!

Earn eighth rank in half a year?

Has this perverted person ever appeared in the world?

Sure enough, it was a bit slow to master 30% of the blood and energy in three months...

...

Had lunch.

Zhang Chu followed Uncle Fu to his room.

Uncle Fu's room was filled with objects brought from Liang's house.

From the seats to the smallest teapots and teacups, Zhang Chu felt familiar when he looked at them.

He glanced around silently, and suddenly felt a little emotional in his heart.

Some people died, but they still live in the hearts of many people.

Uncle Fu poured Zhang Chu a cup of tea, asked him to sit down and wait, moved the footboard in front of the bed, bowed and pulled out a large box from under the bed.

He brushed away the dust deposited on the box and opened it.

Zhang Chu looked at it and saw many books inside, as well as a dark green sheathed sword.

Zhang Chu saw the long sword, got up and walked over, and asked, "Is this sword... the master's sword?"

Uncle Fu held up the long sword in both hands and handed it to Zhang Chu, "Yes, Young Master."

Zhang Chu took the long knife silently and pulled it out gently.

"Calm..."

The long sword had just been unsheathed and half of his fingers, the sound of the clear sword had already swept open inside the house. A bitter aura that seemed to be in the cold winter month made Zhang Chu feel goosebumps all over his body.

He was shocked.

It's just a dead object, it actually has such a strong murderous aura!

How many people did the old man kill with this knife back then?

He pulled the long knife out of the scabbard and looked carefully.

The blade is clear and bright, and there is no trace of rust.

The knife is about three feet and five inches long, half a palm wide, slightly curved, as narrow as a sword... In terms of shape, it is not very different from the horizontal knife he is using now.

After weighing it carefully, the weight was three to four times heavier than his knife, and at least fifteen kilograms were raised.

Under the same volume, the greater the density and the greater the mass!

In front of the knife grid, there is a two-character inscription: Shocking clouds.

This should be the name of this knife.

He waved his fingers gently, feeling very good at helping him. He raised his long sword again, stretched out his fingers and wiped it along the blade, feeling the cold and stern feeling of murderous aura that stimulated his skin, and said in a row: "Good knife."

, good knife!”

"Uncle Fu, can I take this knife away?"

People are more dead than others, and goods are more likely to be thrown away. Before seeing this Jingyun Sword, he always felt that his horizontal sword was also quite good, and he could be regarded as a fine product among the swords.

After seeing this Jingyun Sword, he realized that his horizontal sword was simply garbage!

If you really want to compare.

His horizontal knife is the tool made from the assembly line.

Liang Chongxiao's Jingyun Knife is a high-end customized knives made by sword casting masters. They spend a lot of time and effort to cast!

"The master of these old things was left to you... I have never handed them over to you because I am afraid that you will miss others when you see them."

Uncle Fu said this.

Zhang Chu was silent for a while and silently hung the Jingyun knife to his waist.

He wanted to use this knife to cut off the head of the man who cut Liang Chongxiao's head and pay tribute to the old man.

"Finally found!"

Uncle Fu took out a volume of yellow ancient books from the book and handed them to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu took it and saw three big words written on the cover: Iron Bone Power!

He had an impression of this technique. When he obtained the "Golden Clothing Kung Fu" and went to the old man to verify the authenticity, the old man mentioned this technique to him.

This sect technique, like "Golden Clothes Kung Fu", is a special technique for practicing marrow in the eighth grade.

He put away his martial arts, clasped his fists to the sky and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Uncle Fu was also silent.

Zhang Chu put away his martial arts, glanced at the big box under Uncle Fu's feet, and asked: "The other books in the box are..."

"It's not a martial arts secret!"

Uncle Fu pointed out Zhang Chu's little thoughts, "It's all the idle books that the master has read in the past. The master burned all the secrets of martial arts by himself, saying that he can't keep them!"

Zhang Chu is not surprised.

This matter looks like the style of an old man.

He just felt a little sorry.

You can’t learn, but you told me that I will make my own decision!

You think I can't learn it yourself, so you just burn it all in one go. It's too arbitrary, right?
Chapter completed!