The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 104 Cooperation
Fan Jiu described in detail how to refine the evil weapon.

You just need to use your own evil energy and mind to continuously wash away the evil objects, until you see the evil objects as if you were seeing your own hands and feet, then the evil weapon will be successfully practiced.

If you want the evil weapon you exchanged to belong to you completely, you also need to refine it according to the above methods.

The test method for the success of refining both is to feel the pain oneself, when the evil weapon is damaged.

If you want to give an evil weapon to someone else, and that person is not yet the evildoer, let that person use his mind as a palm and carefully caress every inch of the evil weapon.

When the owner of the evil weapon can no longer sense the existence of the evil weapon, it proves that the evil weapon has changed its owner.

Of course, this presupposes that the owner of the evil weapon is willing to take the initiative to sever ties with the evil weapon until the replacement is successful.

Otherwise, everything is in vain.

This refining method has been successfully tested and I can relate to that.

As for dripping blood or other messy refining methods, that is pure bluffing.

It's just that the owner of the evil weapon uses his mind to share the evil weapon with others, and others can temporarily use the evil weapon as they please like the owner.

Once the owner has a change of mind, others will lose control of the evil weapon.

Zhang Yuhuai gritted his teeth when he heard this. Xuelong had once told him that there was something strange about his body that allowed him to communicate with evil weapons without any magic. It turned out that he was just lying to him.

Qin Zhiming noticed that Zhang Yuhuai was in a bad mood, so he patted Zhang Yuhuai on the shoulder:

“True and false, false and true, the weird can communicate with evil things, and can also communicate with evil weapons.

Only this kind of statement, which is a mixture of truth and falsehood, will not arouse your suspicion. "

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuhuai wanted to refine the wooden bracelet, but was stopped by Qin Zhiming.

He looked at Fan Jiu.

"Can the owner of the evil weapon sense the location of the evil weapon?"

Fan Jiu took a sip of tea and nodded.

"Of course, but the range of the induction depends on the strength of the master."

"Ahuai, wear it carefully. Once you refine it, the people in the gang will know that we two discovered this.

It would be fine if he sent someone to find excuses to fool us, but what if he attracts the Blood Dragon to kill us? Can you defeat him?
Only by keeping it here can the gang feel at ease and assured."

Zhang Yuhuai looked unwilling, sighed deeply and nodded.

“Brother Fan, since the owner of the evil weapon can sense the location of the evil weapon.

I'm afraid we'll have to wait a little longer to find my sister-in-law."

"How long do we have to wait?"

"Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, what do you think?"

Fan Jiu nodded without hesitation. He had waited for so many years and didn't care about these two days.

At this time, Qin Zhiming tapped the wooden table with his index finger, as if thinking about something, and the study fell into silence.

After a moment, Qin Zhiming spoke:
"Fan Jiu, people call you the Corpse General, is it because your evil magic is related to corpses?"

"That's it."

Qin Zhiming was playing with the bottle full of pills in his hand.

"So as long as we provide you with a large number of corpses, you will be invincible?"

Fan Jiu smiled and shook his head:
"How is that possible? I am just like other evildoers. What I need is a corpse with vigorous blood and energy.

Ordinary corpses are useless no matter how many there are."

"I recently heard that there are a group of zombies walking on the long street. I wonder who they are?"

"They are all corpses of ordinary people and leather-trained warriors. There are only five or six flesh-trained warriors, and I have eaten them."

Fan Jiu touched his abdomen.

Qin Zhiming shook the medicine bottle:
"Ahuai, you go out and guard the door first. I will find a way to deal with the evil weapon."

After Zhang Yuhuai closed the door, Qin Zhiming poured out a pill, picked it up and examined it carefully.

"Brother Fan, do you think this medicine was given by gods or made by humans?"

Fan Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know what Brother Qin means?"

"If it's a gift from God, why does this pill have some flaws?"

Staring at the slightly raised area on the surface of the pill, Qin Zhiming smiled.

"If it were a human effort, it would take time to refine a drug, let alone a drug that specifically treats a certain disease."

"Brother Qin, do you suspect that this plague is also man-made?"

Qin Zhiming put away the pill and looked into Fan Jiu's eyes.

"Are there any remains of the corpses you ate?"

"The remains were devoured by rats."

"Brother Fan, can I trust you?"

The signal in Qin Zhiming's eyes made Fan Jiu's mouth curl up. "It seems that Brother Qin wants to do something big. Don't worry, now in the county city, except you and Ah Huai, no one is willing to get close to me."

Half an hour later, Qin Zhiming called Zhang Yuhuai into the study.

He saw that Fan Jiu's forehead was covered with sweat and he was laughing for no apparent reason.

Qin Zhiming looked normal, sitting in a chair and drinking tea.

“Ahuai, find a good place for Brother Fan and the child to live.

Spread what that person just said.

Call Ah Chen over to me, I need to talk to him about something."

Zhang Yuhuai led Fan Jiu, who was holding the boy, out of the branch compound and was about to take him into the inn.

Fan Jiu suddenly said with a smile behind him:

"Ahuai, this Brother Qin is really a "wonderful person"

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Plum Blossom Martial Arts School, main house.

A charming young woman with a wooden hairpin in her hair, wearing a cloth skirt and with a sad face, sat in the main seat, looking out the open wooden door at the empty courtyard.

At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open by a strong man, and the man walked quickly into the main house.

"how?"

Seeing the strong man shaking his head, the young woman sighed and said, "No one is willing to sell it?"

"No, they didn't even want to sell me a dried herb."

The sturdy man shook his head with difficulty.

"What about food?"

"The prices charged by those shops in the inner city are too high. One large silver ingot is enough to buy a bag of rice."

"Why is it so expensive?" The young woman frowned.

“Those guys said that everyone knows that the Jingtao Gang and the government are throwing money around to buy lives.

He also advised me to kill more people if I didn’t have money, and that killing more people would be enough.”

"What should I do?" The young woman subconsciously touched her hungry stomach.

If there were no medicine beasts, warriors would have to eat a lot of food if they wanted to be full.

The amount of food eaten by a warrior in the Leather Training Realm is equivalent to that of three people, while the amount of food eaten by a warrior in the Flesh Training Realm is equivalent to that of ten people.

If I don’t eat for a day, I’ll feel so hungry that I’ll feel anxious.

The young woman and the remaining three disciples had not eaten for three days and were so hungry that they could hardly bear it.

"Master!"

Suddenly, an apprentice pushed the door open hurriedly.

He closed the gate and rushed to his master and fellow apprentice.

Under the expectant gaze of the two, he took out a cloth bag from his arms.

Open the cloth bag and there are three dried medicinal beasts inside.

The young woman resisted the urge to reach out and pretended nothing had happened.

"Where did it come from?"

"It was given by Qianshou Martial Arts School. All the disciples there have registered at the Taoist temple. This is the money they have saved up."

All martial artists in Chaolan County who have reached the physical training stage can go to the Taoist temple to register.

After registration, each person can take away enough medicinal animal meat for three meals from the temple every month.

Some school owners think that this is charity and it affects their reputation, so they do not allow their disciples to register.

Some hall owners don't care about this matter and let their disciples go if they want.

"How much did it cost?"

The young woman was a little embarrassed. She was one of those school owners who did not allow their disciples to accept charity.

I didn't expect that now I have to rely on these handouts to fill my stomach.

The apprentice took out the medicine beast, put the cloth bag on the table, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

"I asked them for it. I'm sorry, Master, but I'm really too hungry to bear it.

I'm going to the Senju Dojo, where there have been a lot of casualties recently.

The owner of the hall announced that he would accept anyone as his disciple, no matter who they were.

At least there, I can eat half full every day.

This medicine beast is my apology for what I have done to you."

(End of this chapter)