I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 121 120. It’s a bit early for you to knock!

"I don't think you'll believe it."

Kuina said this with some hesitation.

"Then by the same token, since you haven't tried it, how do you know it can't be considered cultivation?"

Robin raised the corner of her mouth slightly. She didn't dislike this stubborn and strong-willed little sister, so she was willing to explain so much to her.

Kuina turned to look at Messer, a look of suspicion flashing in her eyes, then turned to look at Robin:

"Why do I feel like they are practicing a kind of meditation? This kind of meditation is part of my family's sword tradition."

"You can remove the 'as if' and see that they are actually practicing a unique kind of meditation, or breathing technique."

Robin looked at Messer and Eri with a hint of envy in his eyes.

She was actually very curious about Eri, who suddenly appeared one day and had unknown origins, but she was not curious at all.

Because she also liked this little girl who was as cute as a cat. During the days when Mercer was away, she was the one who taught her how to read and write.

Robin was very aware of Eri's physical condition, but it was precisely because of this that she was worried, because even the doctor Doriel found the problem very difficult to solve.

Robin was very worried.

But after Moses came back, things suddenly took a turn for the better and everything started to change for the better.

Deep in his eyes, he couldn't help but look at Meser with tenderness, looking at Meser and Eiry in his arms.

Robin couldn't help but think that if she had such a brother when she was a child, she would definitely be very happy, because with such a person, no one would dare to bully her.

But it's not too late.

After more than a thousand days of living together, the little things he had done for her were enough for her to understand him and realize that the relationship between them was not a fake.

He is strong.

And it keeps getting stronger.

Under his guidance, I am also becoming stronger.

I spend a lot of time practicing every day.

No more displacement.

Eat well and dress warmly every day,

She actually discovered that she could become very strong.

With power in her hands, she became more calm. It wasn't that she lost her vigilance, but that she became more reserved.

Kuina looked at Robin who seemed a little distracted, not knowing what she was thinking, but she did not wake her up. She just looked at Messer and the other man who were practicing with curiosity.

Because he had a foundation in the family's "Issin-ryu" meditation method, he could vaguely feel that the method of practice used by Messer and the others seemed very profound.

Blinking his eyes, he sat on the floor with his legs hugged, listening to the conversations of people around him, holding his cheek, and just kept watching.

After a long time, Messer had sorted out the chaos in Eri's body with ease, and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the two white and tender hands held in his own hands, with distinct knuckles, he felt a warmth and softness.

Her hands couldn't help but pinch her fingertips. Eiry looked up at Messer and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He then lowered his head to look at his fingers that were held in his palm and played with.

"My brother seems to like it very much."

The tender white fingers moved and pinched Moses' fingers.

The two of them childishly pinched each other's hands and had a lot of fun.

Kuina tilted her head, looking at him in confusion. What was so fun about fingers? It wasn't as fun as practicing swordsmanship.

He couldn't help but lower his head to look at his fingers. There was a layer of fine calluses on the base of his thumb and the pads of his palms. This was the proof of long-term sword-holding practice.

But when he compared Robin's hands beside him with the little sister in Messer's arms, he realized that his hands were indeed a bit rough.

I couldn't help but feel awkward. There was this guy named Messer. He was so good at swordsmanship, but why didn't he have calluses on his hands?

At this time, Messer glanced at Kuina. The girl looked at them from time to time, especially at her hands. She narrowed her eyes slightly and then smiled:

"Are you confused as to why my hands are smoother and callous-free than yours, even though I use a sword?"

When Kuina heard this, she shuddered. Was she caught peeping?

But when he heard what Moses said, he felt that there was something else behind it, and his stubborn temper suddenly came up. He frowned and looked at Moses:
"I'm confused, so can you tell me?"

Messer smiled. He would indeed give more patience to talented people.

"It's actually very simple. All you need to do is learn a technique called Life Return, which allows you to infuse consciousness into every corner of your body and accelerate your basal metabolism. Such a simple thing will come naturally."

"Life return? What is that?"

Kuina heard a brand new word and instinctively felt that it was something good that would be very useful to her.

The two people's words attracted the attention of everyone in the room, some of whom knew it and some of whom didn't.

Moses smiled and thought it was okay to take the opportunity to talk.

After a while.

Everyone had different expressions, but Kuina looked excited and looked at Messer expectantly:

"If I learn the art of life return, does that mean that women's physical abilities won't be inferior to men's?"

Messier hadn't spoken yet, but Yamato, who had just woken up behind Messier, looked confused:
"Why are women's physical qualities inferior to men's? I don't feel that way. I think men's physical qualities are just average. When I grow up, I will definitely not be inferior to them."

Kuina looked at Yamato in confusion. The white gradient hair and the demon horns were just different colors from Runti. When she heard what she said, she couldn't help but ask:

"Are you strong then?"

Yamato blinked and scratched his face, thinking of some past beatings, and laughed dryly:
"It should be pretty good, right? Apart from those few, I should be pretty good, right?"

Kuina tilted her head. "Those few?" Are they referring to Runti and the others? Then it seems she's not that strong either.

Thinking in his mind, he glanced at Runti and the others.

Messer looked at this scene and saw the look in Kuina's eyes. He always felt that she was thinking something wrong.

But I'm too lazy to correct it.

Time will prove her wrong.

At this moment, Ushiwakamaru came in carrying a woman on his back. He looked into the house anxiously. When he saw Messer, his face lit up with joy and his voice was a little hurried:

"Messer, could you please ask Sister Doriel to come out and help look after this woman?"

Messi was stunned. Why did Ushiwakamaru bring back a woman after going out?

She extended her hand to greet him, and soon the woman was brought into the house and placed on a made-up blanket.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, with long straight black hair and a pretty face. However, at this moment, sweat was breaking out on her forehead, her pretty face was very pale, and she was in a coma. From what Messer could sense, her body was almost at its limit, and she felt like she was about to die.

He glanced sideways at Ya Dabao, who was lying on the floor in the house, and said, "Dabao, go call out Doctor Duolier."

Mercer reached out and touched the woman's forehead, sensing her carefully. After a while, his brows slightly furrowed. Ushiwakamaru saw this and asked nervously:
"how is she?"

"Well, he's dying. Without proper treatment, he won't live more than ten days or half a month."

The fluctuation of his life force was very weak. It should be myocardial failure caused by influenza. In a hospital in a big city, it could be cured at a high cost, but in this village, there was no hope of recovery and he could only wait to die.

At this time, Moses looked at the woman. She was wearing ordinary clothes and she didn't seem to be from a wealthy family.

But I have Kuleha here, who can cure it. It’s very simple to treat this disease.

Mercer saw the hope in Ushiwakamaru's eyes and smiled: "Who is this woman to you that she makes you so worried."

"My eldest aunt's daughter-in-law, my nephew's mother, is the daughter of a thief from a mountain on the island."

"When my uncle and I went to find them, she had been like this for half a month. The people there were helpless, so I brought her back first, and my nephew and uncle followed behind."

While the two were talking, Kuleha walked out of the castle, squatted in front of the woman, casually reached out and touched her between the eyebrows. After a few seconds, she rolled her eyes at Messer in annoyance:

"Is it necessary to call me out for such a trivial matter? Can't you cure it yourself?"

Then he said to Ya Dabao, "Take out the antibiotics and cardiotonic drugs from the laboratory, along with paper and pen."

It was done quickly.

The woman's complexion improved.

He also wrote down the prescription.

After throwing it to Moses, she left a sentence "I'm still busy" and turned around and went back to the castle.

Picking up the prescription, Messer handed it to Guina. After she took it, he said, "Find someone to grab the medicine on this prescription, follow the steps above, and feed it to her."

After Guina nodded, she ran out with the prescription without saying anything else.

Mercer's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He was a kind and good child.

After a while, two more people came over, one old and one young. The old one was Geng Sanlang, and the young one had a green algae head. The old one held the young one's hand, with a helpless expression on his face.

At this moment, the green-haired boy looked at everyone in the room nervously and vigilantly, and then he saw his mother lying in the quilt. He could not help but run over and kneel in front of his mother.

However, after seeing that his mother looked much better, the green-haired man looked up at Ushiwakamaru with a nervous expression:

"Uncle, how is my mother now?"

Ushiwakamaru heard this and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Zoro blushed when he saw this, but he still stared at him tightly. Ushiwakamaru chuckled and said:

"Don't worry, Zoro, Sister Tera is fine. Her illness can be cured."

"Where's the doctor?" Zoro asked him, "I want to see him and thank him in person."

Ushiwakamaru looked at Mercer, and Zoro followed his gaze. Without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed to Mercer on the spot.

Boom!
His forehead hit the wooden floor hard. This kid was very serious.

The corner of Messer's mouth twitched; the sound was painful to hear.

At this time, Zoro raised his head with red eyes, looked at Messer seriously and said:

"Doctor, my name is Roronoa Zoro. I will never forget your kindness. I will repay you in the future."

Moses looked at him strangely and chuckled, "Tell me, is there a possibility that you've knocked on the wrong person?
I wasn't the one who healed your mother?"

Zoro's face froze for a moment, then turned red. He pointed at Messer with trembling lips, then turned to look at Ushiwakamaru with eyes full of confusion. Ushiwakamaru sighed:

"It's the same if you kowtow to him. He and the doctor who treated your mother can be considered together."

Zoro breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Messer, "Can I see the doctor?"

"She doesn't have time. She's very busy. She only takes time out to treat your mother."

The green-haired Zoro nodded somewhat disappointedly, but Messer had no intention of calling Kuleha out or bringing him into the castle.

This kind of thing is just a piece of cake for Kuleha.

She might hear such a thank you in her spare time, but she was busy now and had no time to come out and hear the thank you.

"Ahem, where am I?"

Tera then opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, feeling somewhat confused, but after looking around and discovering his son, Zoro, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Soon, he learned what had happened from Kozaburo, and couldn't help but sit up and thank Mercer and Ushiwakamaru.

But Moses pressed his finger on his forehead and pushed him down again.

"If you want to thank me, wait until you get better. You are weak now, so it's best for you to get some rest."

Looking at this orphan and widow, who were also his relatives, Kozaburo slammed the table and decided to let Zoro and his mother stay here from now on.

He also specifically asked Zoro to stay in the dojo to learn swordsmanship.

Seeing Kozaburo's unyielding attitude, Tera had no choice but to nod in agreement.

I have to say that the old man Kozaburo has a sharp eye, and Zoro's aura is naturally wild like a beast.

Ushiwakamaru was also very happy.

He liked his adopted nephew, Zoro, very much, because he found that, except for his hair color, his nephew looked very similar to his father when he was young in every aspect.

evening,

Koshiro's family held a banquet to welcome Moses and his people.

The food is cooked with unique flavor.

The people of Moses also had a lot of fun.

The next day.

It's early in the morning.

Robin and the others wore the steel weights forged by Messer and went out to practice.

After finishing his morning lessons, Mercer walked through the courtyard of the dojo, attracted the attention of many students, and came to Kozaburo's villa.

Kozaburo had just gotten up and was a little surprised to see Messer coming over:
"Brother, you came here to see me for something, right?"

Mercer smiled, came to sit at the low table beside him, took off the cold dew from his lower back and placed it in front of him.

The aura of a famous sword.

Still the quality of a big knife.

A demon sword?
A gleam of light flashed in Kozaburo's eyes. He felt a little itchy, so he wiped his hands on his clothes and raised them solemnly.

Unsheath the sword.

Looking at the ripples on the sword, feeling the domineering aura being absorbed silently, and the words engraved on the sword, I felt very emotional:
"Hanlu? I guess the swordsmith who forged this sword must be quite skilled. And the forging technique used on this sword."

It looked familiar, and judging by the sword's forging time, it didn't seem long ago. He looked at Messer curiously:
"Brother, what are you doing?"

Messer smiled and said, "I forged it. I learned it from the forging techniques of Yan Mo and Tian Yu Yu Zhan. I know that Yan Mo was forged by you, so I wanted to come to discuss it with you."

Kozaburo frowned slightly, puzzled:

"Since you forged it, you should know that the forging of a large sword lies in the fusion of spirit and body. And since you have already forged it, it proves that our skills are comparable.

Could it be that you want to find a way to improve your forging skills from me?"

Mercer smiled and said, "The forging of the Supreme Blade seems to have more to do with the metal material than the technique."

Kozaburo nodded in agreement, but since Messer knew, "Then why did you come here now?"

Messer took out a palm-sized Sky Island shell and a blueprint of "One Hundred Inscriptions" from his pocket.

Pressing the top of the Sky Island Shell, a stream of wind gushes out from the shell opening.

The breeze blew on Kozaburo's cheek.

In his confusion, Moses smiled and said:

"Wind Shell, a magical creature native to Sky Island. Each shell contains two unique veins and patterns."

"One I call 'Energy Veins,' and the other I call 'Phenomenon Veins.' I intend to engrave them within the blade, forging a groundbreaking inscribed weapon imbued with miraculous power."

Place the inscription drawing on the table.

Moses motioned for him to look.

Kozaburo is a famous swordsmith who can forge large and sharp swords, and he is also a swordsman who has comprehended the breath of all things.

In Messier's opinion, he should be able to understand these inscriptions and should be able to give him some suggestions.

Messer believes that every knifemaker will be interested in the unknown and in forging knives.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Kozaburo opened the blueprint and began to carefully sense the mysterious patterns on the blueprint, which looked like ghostly drawings.

Time is passing.

Kozaburo stroked his chin, puffed on his pipe, and had a thoughtful look on his face.

After a long time, Kozaburo carefully closed the drawing and placed it in front of Messer, with incomparable amazement in his eyes.

"The world is truly magical and full of possibilities. Can I destroy this shell so I can feel it more closely?"

Moses gave him a sign to go ahead.

Click, click, click!
The sound of shells breaking suddenly rang out. After a while, Kozaburo was playing with a tiny core in his hand, sensing the breath of all things contained within it.

After a moment, Kozaburo looked at Messi with a troubled expression.

"Have you ever tried carving? Carving this kind of pattern on the surface of a weapon? Connecting the energy with the phenomenal veins and stimulating it with domineering energy?"

Moses laughed and said:

"I tried it, but the results weren't ideal. My idea is to forge and fuse the phenomenal veins with the vein textures of the weapon itself, and to forge and fuse the energy-gathering veins with the spirit veins. Weapons of the quality of a great sword are originally a fusion of spirit and body. Then, using domineering aura as the energy source, I can create a weapon that can use supernatural powers."

"However, there will be rejection in different veins, so it always fails."

Kozaburo was very surprised by Messier's idea. It seemed that this young man was also a genius in forging.

After Kozaburo heard Messier's idea, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to his mind, and he looked at Messier with burning eyes:

"Then is it possible that we could destroy the original veins and patterns in the weapon's material, and then use forging techniques and domineering aura to reshape this brand new inscription pattern for the weapon?
The spiritual energy of a weapon is inherently related to its material. We'll destroy the original veins of the material and reshape it into a completely new pattern. How's that?

"Then how do we use domineering aura to reshape it?"

"Huh?" Kozaburo looked embarrassed and fell silent. "Yeah, destruction is easy, but how do you reshape it? Isn't that creating entirely new matter? Humans can't do that."

Kozaburo was in deep turmoil.

Moses' eyes flickered. He couldn't do it. Then what about using the body of all things as a medium, using his domineering power to transform this energy concentration and phenomenon context, and using his domineering power to sort out and reshape this context?

Kill the material and then rebuild it?
(End of this chapter)