Chapter 297: Terrifying!

Military uniforms and palace prostitutes sweep moth-eyebrow light, shaking banners in the warm city.

Lu Zao felt Liang Qu's metaphor was extremely wonderful.

Banners have existed since ancient times, mostly appearing in medical clinics, and their main role is nothing more than two.

One is gratitude; the giver thanks the physician for their kindness.

Two is manifestation; hanging the banner manifests the physician's strength.

A weapon forger rubbing a spirit weapon is the same principle; taking advantage of the divine weapon coming out of the furnace, the sharp Qi is at its peak, intercepting a wisp of Qi machine to rub the portrait.

Hanging it up in the future can also let people know the weapon forger's strength, having personally forged a divine weapon of a certain shape.

The Qi machine above tells others that this painting is not fake.

Moreover, the weapon seeker must take away what they seek; the weapon forger forged such a masterpiece, and it would be a pity not to see it again in the future; rubbing it down can also leave a thought.

Fubo spear.

Red Fire Golden Feather as spirit, Ink Dragon Gold as body, Lu Gang's first "banner."

Rubbing completed, Lu Gang returned to the main room, spread the painting on the long table, avoided the humid water vapor filled with the downpour, and used iron pincers to clamp a fire stone to bake the silk.

High temperature drove away the water mist.

After the ink dried and shrank, completely locking the Qi machine charm dissipated by Fubo.

Lu Gang put away the silk, stuffed it into a wooden box, turned around, and held Fubo forward.

"Junior brother, kept you waiting."

The crowd's gaze shifted to Liang Qu, Liang Qu looked at the master.

"Why look at me?" Yang Dongxiong laughed and stroked his beard, stepped aside, the meaning was self-evident.

Liang Qu turned his head back, his heart pumping blood, and for a time, his head felt dizzy again, his footsteps floating.

Too much blood loss, didn't recover.

Blood-replenishing pills are okay for emergencies, but to recover completely, even with Liang Qu's tendons and bones, he had to rest for a day or two.

Xu Zishuai rubbed his hands, leaned forward: "Junior brother lost too much blood, why not let senior brother do it for you, first try it for you, see how Cao Shixiong Lu's craftsmanship is, is it comfortable?"

The listeners laughed loudly.

Lu Gang said: "Is Cao Shixiong Xu going to abandon the sword and change to the spear?"

"I can use anything." Xu Zishuai shrugged, "It's just that I can't scrape together money to forge a spirit weapon, so I practice everything, know everything; when the opportunity comes in the future, sword, spear, halberd, bow, I'll use whatever I have, not picky."

"Disappointing senior brother, junior brother, although uncomfortable, is not to the point of being unable to lift the spear."

"Hey, pity, pity."

Xu Zishuai shook his head and sighed, flashing to the side.

No one spoke again, the sound of rain between heaven and earth was extremely clear, a few water foam splashed extremely high, crossed the threshold, fell into the main room, and bubbled into a small bubble.

The Fubo spear blade flowed with shrill light in the faint daylight, making people unable to move their gaze away from it at all.

Liang Qu hadn't touched it yet, but felt a kind of blood-connected call.

"Whoosh!"

Holding his breath.

Liang Qu reached out, his palm touched the spear shaft, and a wonderful and long rhythm came from the spear.

Spirituality flowed, like spring thunder bursting, awakening the lonely earth.

Liang Qu gripped the spear fiercely!

The wood shaft and shadow beast skin were not replaced, still the familiar feeling, but it was very different!

He seemed to be holding a poisonous dragon, a living poisonous dragon!

Cold, hard, strong.

Only in Liang Qu's palm could it be peaceful!

Blood-connected, rhythm-connected!

Closing his eyes, the poisonous dragon raised its head and roared!

Seeing the junior brother grip the long spear, Lu Gang loosened both hands, no longer being that "weapon rack."

However, when the weight of the whole long spear fell on Liang Qu's forearm.

Light!

Extremely light!

Not much different from before the second addition and molding!

How could this be?

With Liang Qu's physique, that piece of Ink Dragon Gold held in his arms was clearly felt to be heavy!

Forging completed, the whole piece of Ink Dragon Gold only left a small piece the size of a finger, all the rest merged into Fubo, yet it made people feel light?

Lu Gang laughed: "Junior brother seems surprised?"

"Hmm, light, very light."

Liang Qu infused Qi and blood, danced Fubo, the long spear rotated around his wrist without any stagnation.

But when the spear blade swept across the ground, a shallow thin line spread out, and the whole stone slab cracked into two halves!

Liang Qu's brows jumped; he was certainly suffering from too much blood loss, but not to the point of failing to grasp the distance of Fubo.

The two clearly didn't touch!

Lu Gang and Lu Zao nodded tacitly, without surprise.

"Senior brother knows the reason?"

"Not sure in my hands before, but looking at it this way, junior brother's spirit weapon has already entered the realm of 'Ji Yu Qu Hong'."

"Ji Yu Qu Hong?"

Liang Qu pondered the vocabulary, faintly having some realization.

"Junior brother holding Fubo, at most a hundred catties, but if someone else were to change it, it would be at least three thousand catties.

In the face of the enemy, it would have to multiply several times, and in the future, the longer the nourishing time, who knows what level it will grow to.

As for the stone slab, junior brother hasn't reached the upper stage of Galloping Horse, right?"

"Hmm, still hovering at five apertures."

Xu Zishuai shouted: "Hovering! Junior brother's word choice is truly exquisite!"

Lu Gang didn't pay attention to Xu Zishuai's fuss, and continued: "That is Fubo's sharp Qi and your blood Qi merging, forming an effect similar to a gale."

Galloping Horse nine apertures, Upper Dantian, Middle Dantian, Lower Dantian are the front body, all belonging to Yin; Yin is soft, mainly for collection, implicit inside, operating the whole body.

All three Dantians open, the martial artist operates Qi, and the efficiency of cultivation doubles.

The three passes—Tail Gate, Spine Ridge, and Jade Pillow—constitute the back of the body and belong to Yang; Yang is rigid, governs openness, and is the place of operation, which should extend outward to protect the physical form.

These three passes open, the martial artist's control over himself greatly increases, able to achieve Qi release, doubling the power of martial arts.

Liang Qu is still one aperture away from the three passes opening, but now, under the blessing of Fubo's sharp Qi, he releases Qi in advance!

Fubo is too fierce; if let others use it, it's hard to say if the edge is too sharp, it will hurt oneself.

Lu Gang and Xu Zishuai showed emotion.

People are different, at the same realm.

Some practice secret arts, swallow treasure pills to become half-martial bones, learn tailored martial arts, movement, attack, defense complementing each other, have divine weapons to help, have masters feeding moves since childhood, all kinds of techniques emerge one after another.

Others practice incomplete arts, one or two unsuitable martial arts, spend heavy money to get ordinary iron treasure knives, fight all the way, leaving many hidden injuries, cutting off the road ahead.

But no matter which one, junior brother below Galloping Horse, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have an opponent.

Even the legendary Wu Sheng, at the same realm, wouldn't be much different, right?

In that case...

My junior brother has the potential of a Wu Sheng!

Xu Zishuai's eyes lit up.

Wu Sheng is good, the thickest thigh in the world!

The essence of the relationship between people, isn't it just hugging thighs?

"Oh, there is one thing junior brother needs to pay attention to."

Liang Qu, who couldn't put it down, looked up upon hearing this: "Senior brother, please speak."

"The Red Fire Bird may not have died completely, and its will may still remain in the Fubo spear."

"Not died completely!? Then why?"

Liang Qu gripped the long spear, infused Qi and blood, and couldn't feel any stagnation; it didn't look like there was any other will remaining.

"Junior brother changed blood to pour, becoming the weapon master is the intended meaning; it's normal not to feel it, and no need to worry too much, it's not a big deal.

The Red Fire Bird's power is weak; in the future, junior brother, pay attention to nourishing, that trace of remaining will will be consumed and exhausted, turning into pure spirituality for Fubo to absorb, and it should be able to grow again."

"Unimaginable."

Liang Qu muttered to himself.

The Red Fire Bird met the toad, had to break its feathers and be reborn, soaking in the water for nearly a year.

Now, thanks to senior brother's re-forging, it changed bodies to linger on, repeatedly consumed, yet still has a trace of will remaining?

The great demon is terrifying! ===== CHAPTER 298 =====