Chapter 39: Luo Jing Hu Gui

Zhou Yi had the Purple Ying Sword for quite some time, and had been nurturing it in his dantian.

When fighting with the fox fairy, he used it as a magic weapon, which was no different from the mirror tripod seal.

He simply and roughly infused it with magic power, turning it into Purple Ying sword energy, increasing its killing power.

Now that he has gained the blessing of swordsmanship, he suddenly feels a blood connection with the Purple Ying Sword. Even if he does not use sword tactics, the power of controlling the sword has doubled.

The swordsman, the ancestor of short weapons and the king of all weapons, was born for killing.

Swordsmanship is the way of killing.

The sword fairy is good at killing, fighting, and would rather break than bend. He is unstoppable and has the highest killing power of the same level.

"With the mystery of the earthly evil magic, as long as I know its principle, theoretically I can create my own swordsmanship."

Zhou Yi has seen a lot of movies, TV shows and books in his previous life, and the most handsome one among them is always the swordsman.

He has basically forgotten other martial arts and spells, but he remembers sword techniques such as the Sword Controlling Technique, the Twenty-three Swords, and the Dugu Nine Swords clearly. Even when he grows up, he often dreams of being a swordsman.

Flying the sword with the wind, the sword chills the nine states, and taking a person's head thousands of miles away is as easy as taking something out of a bag...

"It's a bit slow to rely on imagination alone. With the sword techniques of this world as a resource, the two can be verified. One day earlier, I can perform the sword techniques that only existed in my imagination in my previous life."

Zhou Yi plans to buy some basic sword techniques when he is off duty today.

In the past, he looked down on ordinary sword techniques, after all, it was useless to learn them, and in the end, he rushed forward with ten thousand years of mana.

Now that he has the talent for extreme sword techniques, he can start to integrate and deduce from the basic sword techniques. With the same amount of mana, performing the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin is much more handsome and powerful than the blank sword energy.

As for why he didn't buy advanced sword techniques, or even sword techniques...

Zhou Yi shed the tears of the poor.

Zhang Cheng walked in with his hands in his pockets, humming a little tune, and found that Zhou Yi was absent-minded.

"Are you worried about something? Tell me and make Old Zhang happy?"

Since his backache healed, Zhang Cheng has regained his coolness.

"Brother Zhang, I want to learn some sword skills for self-defense. Do you have any recommendations?"

Zhou Yi said with a shameless face: "I don't have high requirements. Just learn what you have learned before. I won't be picky."

"..."

Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes: "You are getting more and more shameless. I heard that Fahai invited you to join the Buddhist sect. It's true!"

"Buddhism is quiet. It's not as refreshing as being with Brother Zhang."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "I am just a small official. I don't have any background. I want to learn skills. Why should I care about face?"

Zhou Yi didn't ask for the ready-made free superior sword skills, but had to spend money to buy basic sword skills.

Only the weak care about face, and the strong trample on face. For example, a certain powerful person who is high above, put aside his face and called the Three Pure Ones as senior brothers, and finally took all the benefits and made Buddhism flourish.

"Of course I have swordsmanship, but I can't give it to you for free."

Zhang Cheng took out a pen and paper and wrote a page: "This Hundred Beasts Drunk is difficult to brew. Old Zhang is very busy every day. Can you help me brew ten... one hundred jars."

"One hundred jars? Forget it. Anyway, the Demon Slayer Division is very safe. I don't want to learn swordsmanship."

Zhou Yi refused directly.

Zhang Cheng quickly changed his words: "Ten jars, just ten jars, the kind that can hold ten kilograms."

"You have to teach me swordsmanship first."

"Get lost!"

...

West Market.

Zhou Yi took the list of Hundred Beasts Drunk and bought the materials one by one.

The brewing method of Hundred Beasts Drunk is similar to the tiger bone wine he had seen in his previous life, which requires eighteen kinds of beast bones.

It is blended according to a specific ratio, and then dozens of medicinal materials are added, and it is repeatedly distilled into ordinary white wine, and finally becomes Hundred Beasts Drunk.

Zhang Cheng wrote on the paper that the base wine must be ten-year-old pear blossom white, and one jar must be at least fifteen taels.

Zhou Yi ordered one hundred jars of pear blossom white, and the copyright fee was instantly reduced by half.

"If I use ordinary swordsmanship to fool him, I have to scare him when he is talking to the girl, and he won't be able to go to Chunfeng Tower for at least a month."

The eighteen kinds of beast bones were quickly gathered, but there was no seller for the tiger bones.

Wantong Trading Company, the largest in Luojing, claims to have goods shipped to the sixteen states. It basically sells any goods on the market. It is said that it has a background in the Li royal family.

Zhou Yi went to ask if there were any tiger bones for sale.

"Sir, there really is no tiger bone. You can make an appointment."

The shopkeeper flipped through the records: "Ordinary tiger bones will take about seven or eight days to wait, tiger teeth and tiger claws... at least half a year, and they may not be available."

Zhou Yi wondered: "Are tiger bones so scarce? I see a lot of tiger meat for sale, and the price is much cheaper."

"Haha, in the past, tiger meat was naturally expensive, but the customer must not have read this book."

The shopkeeper took out a book from behind the counter: "Mr. Zhu from the north city was struck by evil when he passed by a mass grave. He invited many famous doctors but none of them could cure him. He died before his eyes. Guess what happened?"

Zhou Yi saw the title of the book clearly, "The Complete Works of the Punisher's Story", author: Liuquan Jushi.

Unfortunately, it was a pirated copy at first glance, with poor paper quality, blurred handwriting, and the binding was the cheapest thread binding method.

Zhou Yi guessed: "Could it be related to tiger bones?"

"The Punisher's Story" has 108 chapters, including 36 strange stories, and the seventh story is related to tiger teeth.

At the end of the story, the reader is told that tigers are ferocious and violent, and can command ghosts. Wearing tiger claws and fangs can righteousness, so ghosts and evil spirits dare not approach, and it also has the function of moving disasters and suppressing evil spirits.

"Young master is smart!"

The shopkeeper turned a page and said, "Mr. Zhu's son bought more than a dozen tiger teeth, made them into a necklace, and wore it on Mr. Zhu, and the evil spirits were cured without medicine!"

"Since then, tiger claws and fangs have become treasures to ward off evil spirits. Tiger bones are less effective, and they are also hard to find."

"So that's how it is."

Zhou Yi was a bit amused and relieved.

"The Punisher's Talk" could save one person, which was more gratifying than selling thousands of more copies.

"Sir, do you still want tiger bones? We are the only place in the whole West Market that can guarantee to have them."

The shopkeeper lowered his voice, pointed to the beam and said, "We have someone above us, and we have set up a special tiger hunting team..."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Buy, I want the cheapest tiger bones, 100 jin."

"Sincere offer, 1,300 taels, deposit 100, non-refundable."

The shopkeeper took out a contract in a secret.

"..."

Zhou Yi still hoped that "The Punisher's Talk" could sell a few more copies.

Seven or eight days later, Zhou Yi got the tiger bones, which were fresh and bloody.

The brewing process of Baishouzui is very complicated, and each animal bone is processed differently, so he can only ask Zhang Cheng for advice one by one.

One hundred jin of animal bones, repeatedly polished, can only quench ten jin of essence.

It took more than a month to make the bone powder of the Hundred Beasts Drunk. After mixing with more than a dozen medicinal materials, it turned grayish white.

The pear blossom liquor was clear, and after the powder was sprinkled in, it made a gurgling sound of bubbles, which reminded Zhou Yi of the wizard refining potions.

After soaking for three months, the bone powder was completely integrated with the liquor, and then distilled repeatedly.

Take one out of ten.

When the Hundred Beasts Drunk made wine, the fragrance filled the neighborhood.

Passersby asked which family was brewing the wine, and they actually felt a little tipsy when they smelled the wine.

"Can normal people drink this degree?"

Zhou Yi poured a glass and took a sip.

The wine was like a flame, entering the throat from the mouth, scalding all the way to the lungs and intestines, and warming the whole body.

Hiss——

"Good wine!"

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

This wine really can't be drunk by ordinary people. At least it must be a body-refining product, otherwise the internal organs can't bear it.

The next day.

Zhou Yi took the wine to the Monobe.

Zhang Cheng entered the room, his nose slightly raised, and he immediately smelled the aroma of wine.

"This is the smell of Baishouzui, kid, take it out quickly."

"You take the sword manual first."

Zhou Yi spent half a year, and had to be on guard against Zhang Cheng's refusal.

"I'll look for it."

Zhang Cheng flipped through the pile of books in the room, found one of the books, and handed it to Zhou Yi.

The cover of the book was written in the 32nd year of Jingtai, the month of Ji Chou, and it was a book that was copied on weekdays. When it was opened, there were actually little people drawn inside.

Each painting had meridians, and there were sword techniques descriptions next to it, as well as some words that were obviously personal opinions.

Zhang Cheng said, "This is the first volume of the Da Gan Sword Classic, which is only available in the palace. It is said to be written by Taizu himself. It's a bargain for you, kid. Why don't you bring some wine?"

Zhou Yi presented Baishouzui and asked casually, "Brother Zhang, this sword technique does not require castration, right?"

Zhang Cheng frowned and said, "Yin alone cannot produce, Yang alone cannot grow. A technique that requires castration to practice must be a side door. How could Taizu record it!"

"That's good."

Zhou Yi flipped through the sword classic and soon became fascinated.

The unlimited swordsmanship talent was immediately in an excited state the moment he came into contact with the sword classic.

The sword technique fell into Zhou Yi's eyes, and he quickly deduced and changed, and constantly combined and overlapped.

After turning the pages, he had a thorough understanding of the first volume of the sword classic.