Disciple, go down the mountain and harm your sister.

After visiting the market, under Fu Bo's leadership, they went to a place called the Holy Land Hall.

This hall is magnificent and splendid, about twice the size of the Chenxing Pavilion that Chu Yi saw before.

This hall is all made of a very hard wood.If he guessed correctly, these logs should be called nanmu.

Golden nanmu, the nobleman among woods.

I really don't understand how they got so much of such a valuable thing.

With so many golden nanmu, the whole hall is not only full of aristocratic atmosphere, but also has a very strong aura.

Around this hall, there are still many divine beasts surrounding the hall.

From the outside of the hall, the whole hall is solemn and solemn.

When the clouds and mist blow, only some indistinct corners and corners of the hall are exposed, which makes people have an illusion that they have come to Penglai Wonderland.

Fu Bo led Chu Yi and the others into the main hall.

What was displayed in front of Chu Yi seemed to be another scene.

Inside the main hall, a series of ferocious-looking auspicious beasts are lined up in front of a great emperor, which looks very terrifying.

Fu Bo pointed to a figure with a golden body in the middle of the hall and said, "This is the Holy Lord."

At this time, suddenly an elder came in from the outside, and he reported to the Holy Master:

"To the Holy Lord, the Qilin pillar has been pushed 81 times in a row. I don't know if something bad happened."

Chu Yi and Fu Bo glanced at each other, and they immediately showed a very gratified smile.

It can be seen that since Chu Yi appeared, the Morning Star Pavilion can be regarded as a gathering of stars, and more and more powerful people have joined Mount Bale.

Uncle Fu simply told the Holy Master everything that happened to Chu Yi in the Morning Star Pavilion.

After hearing this, the Holy Master asked very happily: "You mean this kid standing in front of me?"

"I'm not called kid, I'm Chu Yi."

Chu Yi explained with a touch of humor.

The Holy Master laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, you are not called a kid, Chu Yi, tell me, what do you want to practice, I will arrange it for you right now."

Chu Yi actually didn't know what to practice now, so he looked at Fu Bo.

Uncle Fu seemed to have known what Chu Yi should practice for a long time. He smiled and reminded Chu Yi: "Didn't you practice very well in attack before? Now you only need to practice defensive skills."

"And what I want to remind you is that all martial arts can only be done quickly, so you can"

Fu Bo put his head next to Chu Yi's ear and said the latter sentence.

Some words are suitable to say so.

After hearing this, Chu Yi laughed out loud.

"Then follow what I told you, let me practice the Fengshen footwork that many of you dare not practice."

Fu Bo told Chu Yi just now that Fengshen footwork improves speed in all aspects.

The most difficult thing to improve is the acceleration of spiritual power.

So far, in Mount Bale, there are three elders who have practiced this kind of exercise, and Fu Bo belongs to one of them.

Once you have practiced this kind of skill well, you will have to practice the ability of speed, which has basically reached a perfect level.

Because when she ran, it was as if she was teleporting, and her speed was so fast that she seemed to travel through time.

Fu Bo is very good at juggling.

Before Chu Yi accepted the Fengshen Footwork book, he suddenly pulled out a silver long knife from his storage bag.

Said to be a long knife, she is really long.

The blade is at least one meter long, and if the handle is included, it should be about 1.3 meters long.

The blade is huge, and it looks like it should weigh at least thirty catties.

What surprised Chu Yi even more was that there were many ant-sized runes engraved on the handle of the knife.

Chu Yi also didn't know how to read these runes, but seeing its clumsy appearance, Chu Yi had almost zero affection for the sword.

Uncle Fu should have seen Chu Yi's thoughts, he explained: "I intend to give you this knife."

"The reason is very simple, that is, in addition to learning defensive skills, you should also learn attack skills in terms of weapons."

"Don't forget, what you learned before was just to increase your strength."

Sometimes Fu Bo would specifically hurt Chu Yi with one or two words, wondering if he wanted to hit him.

But when Chu Yi saw the knife, he felt that Uncle Fu was just joking.

In addition to being heavy, this knife seems to be heavy.

The blade is very thick and doesn't look sharp at all.To play an offensive role is simply a fantasy.

"This knife, Fu Bo, you want me to attack?"

Fu Bo couldn't help but smile: "Do you have any misunderstandings about offensive magic weapons? Attacks sometimes rely on strength. Look at your fists. With your current ability, it's not difficult to kill a random person, right? ?”

Chu Yi suddenly realized that he slapped himself on the head, and said a little embarrassedly: "Why didn't I think of this, alas, I was really careless."

Indeed, to really attack others, sometimes what is needed is strength, which has nothing to do with sharpness.

What's more, if you want to deal with immortal cultivators, their physical bodies have already been trained to be like steel, and sharp blades are useless to them.

Seeing that Chu Yi understood, Fu Bo smiled and reminded him: "You can try it, you can only practice this kind of saber technique if you can lift it."

Gou Sheng began to publish his high-spirited talk again: "Uncle Fu, what are you kidding? My master can turn the Qilin pillar at will, and if he can't lift a knife, the whole Balakan people will be scared."

Chu Yi frowned, and hurriedly stopped Gou Sheng.

Who is Fu Bo?

If he opened his mouth to say this sentence, it proved that the sword said was definitely not an ordinary sword.

"Gousheng, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

This sentence successfully blocked all the words that Gousheng wanted to continue.

Chu Yi stretched out his hand, wanting to take the epee from Fu Bo's hand.

But Fu Bo directly put the sword on the ground.

"Take it yourself, I'll give it to you like this, it's too cheap for you."

Chu Yi looked at Uncle Fu, squatted down, and weighed the sword in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yi began to lift up vigorously.

I thought that with such strength, I would definitely be able to lift the sword directly.

However, the fact is that the sword on the ground did not move at all, it was lying firmly on the ground.

Gou Sheng asked in surprise, "Master, is your wrist injured? Why don't I lift it for you?"

Before Chu Yi agreed, Gou Sheng walked over slowly, bent down and was about to lift his sword.

Fu Bo kept pursing his lips and smiling.

Sure enough, a small person does not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Gou Sheng didn't lift the sword because of too much force, but he himself "plopped" and sat down on the ground directly.

That's it.

Perhaps because of too much force, he was rushed to his waist by the reaction force of the floor, causing the dog to scream "Ouch Ouch" in pain.