CH 260

Listening to Gouwa's constant bragging, Lv Xiucai couldn't take it anymore and smashed the bucket on the ground, glaring at him fiercely.

"What's the big deal? You're just relying on your senior brother, aren't you? If it weren't for that woman taking a liking to you?"

"Ah! You're absolutely right! I'm relying on my senior brother! But I have something that you don't!" Gouwa was very proud of himself.

"What's the big deal...I don't care! When my dad buys the theater..." Lv Xiucai picked up the bucket again, pouting, and walked back into the house.

After finally leaving Qingqiu, Li Huowang could feel the exhaustion of the others and decided to let them rest here for a few more days.

There happened to be a theater troupe nearby, which could provide them with entertainment.

And during these few days, the master of the Lv troupe went there every day, always moving to the front of the stage, looking at the theater troupe with eyes that seemed to want to swallow them whole.

At night, in the empty granary, Li Huowang sat on his bed, focused on studying Han Fu's copper coin sword.

From the mouth of that Yuan Ying, Li Huowang knew that this sword was not to be trifled with. And it also had the ability to slay evil spirits.

In the process of fighting Han Fu, Li Huowang saw that the copper coins of this sword could scatter. If he really mastered this sword, then at least in terms of long-range attacks, he wouldn't have to cut his fingers every time.

To be honest, when he was in danger, the most common thing he used was the "Da Qian Lu," which had a very big side effect. Li Huowang always wanted to replace this unhealthy self-protection method.

It's just that he hasn't found anyone to experiment on himself yet, so he can't use it for the time being.

Li Huowang turned his head and looked at the things beside him.

The torture kit made by the blacksmith, the long sword he had been carrying with him from Qingfeng Temple, the purple spike sword he obtained from his master, and the gourd containing nineteen Yang Shou Dan.

Finally, there was the heavenly book that had never been of any use.

Li Huowang's eyes slowly passed over those things and finally settled on Danyang Zi's heavenly book.

He picked it up and examined it inch by inch, occasionally pressing it with his hand.

But in the end, he confirmed that it was still a stone tablet with a text urging people to be good, and he didn't find anything else.

Li Huowang sighed and threw the heavy heavenly book on the ground. He now felt like he was sick, carrying a stone for thousands of miles for no reason.

"Should I just throw it away?" Li Huowang thought for a moment and picked up the stone again.

"No, even if this thing is useless, at least its hardness is still good, and it should come in handy."

Looking around, Li Huowang focused his gaze on Gao Zhijian, who was playing with mantou.

"Zhijian, come here, I'll give you a heart-guarding mirror."Soon, the stone slab that was tied with chains was hanging on Gao Zhijian's chest. As for where the iron chains came from, they were naturally used to tie Li Huowang before.

Gao Zhijian was nervous about Li Shixiong tying such a valuable thing to himself and couldn't help but want to take it off.

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"Don't take it off. This thing will be left with you from now on. Anyway, this thing is useless to me, but it still has some value with you."

Li Huowang drew out the Purple Spike Sword and stabbed at Gao Zhijian's chest, only to find a white spot left where a piece was missing.

But looking at Gao Zhijian in front of him, he always felt awkward with only one stone slab hanging on his chest, like a child's undershirt with an open crotch, covering too little.

"Peng Longteng's armor is on the cart. Try it on." Li Huowang said to him.

The armor on that crazy woman's body was a good thing, it could even block his Purple Spike Sword full of killing intent.

But when he heard Li Huowang say this, Gao Zhijian shook his head and stuttered, "Too...too...too heavy!"

"Who asked you to wear it all? Choose some lighter ones to protect the key parts like shoulders and neck."

Gao Zhijian scratched the back of his head with his hand and turned to the cart outside.

Soon, the thick silver armor covered Gao Zhijian's body. With the face mask on top of his head covering his face, and the heavy wolf-toothed club resting on his shoulder, an intimidating beast appeared in front of Li Huowang.

Li Huowang looked at his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go! Let's try it out!"

Soon, there was a crisp sound of metal collision outside the courtyard. Li Huowang was surprised to find that even facing himself who didn't use the "Dacheng Record", Gao Zhijian could still hold his own.

Panting, Li Huowang stood still and looked at Gao Zhijian in front of him. "Okay, if we encounter something in the future, remember to wear it like this. It will definitely come in handy."

The face mask opened, revealing Gao Zhijian's simple and honest face. He nodded and reached back to scratch his head, but only scratched the helmet.

"By the way, why aren't you going to watch the show like everyone else?" Li Huowang put away his sword.

"It's...not...not...not good!" Gao Zhijian, who was soaked in his own sweat, took off the heavy layer of clothes on his body and walked to the side of Mantou who was squatting there, easily flipping her over and scratching her white belly with his thick fingers.

Seeing someone playing with her, Mantou was very happy. She stuck out her tongue and twisted her body, constantly kicking her limbs.

Looking at the man and the dog in front of him, Li Huowang shook his head and walked into the house with his sword, hanging everything on the ground on himself. In the end, he hesitated in front of the three swords: the Purple Spike Sword of the master, the Copper Coin Sword of Han Fu, and the sharp sword of Changming, his senior brother in Qingfeng Temple.He's not a blacksmith, and carrying three swords on his back is too heavy anyway.

Just as Li Huowang was hesitating, Lv Xiucai, who had a green leaf hanging from his hair, rushed in.

When he saw Li Huowang alone, he knelt down in front of him and begged, "Master! Please teach me your supernatural powers!"

"Hmm?" Li Huowang looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was up to. "I can't teach you."

Li Huowang was telling the truth. He couldn't teach anyone his ability to displace reality or how to use the "Daqian Record."

The only things he could teach were half-baked alchemy or expert torture techniques, but those were probably not what this guy wanted.

"Please, Master, teach me! If you don't, I... I won't get up!" Lv Xiucai begged again.

"Then keep kowtowing," Li Huowang turned around and looked at the three swords on the ground.

At that moment, Chun Xiaoman, the one-armed woman, came in from outside.

Seeing this woman covered in black hair, Li Huowang picked up his oldest sword and threw it at her without hesitation.