"Are you tired?" Yang Xueyi asked with pain, stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat on Gao Qiang's forehead. Her beautiful eyes flashed and looked at Gao Qiang with concern. She glanced at a large pile of steel swords that were shaking cold in the ground, and hesitated for a while and said: "Brother, although these swords are not considered first-class swords, they are also extraordinary. You are just like this..."

Gao Qiang smiled at her and said, "It's okay, these things will be ruined, it's not a pity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched it out, and with a crisp bang, a good steel sword was broken by him with internal force and broken into two pieces. There were already seven or eight broken swords piled on the ground. He looked at his feet and then smiled at Yang Xueyi: "Does the great-grandfather have a lot of collections? Otherwise, it would be difficult to find such a large pile of weapons."

Yang Xueyi frowned and said with a red face: "This is my grandfather back then..."

Gao Qiang nodded, muttered to himself, and said vaguely: "I say the Condor Heroes are not like petty people..."

He said this quickly and slyly, and Yang Xueyi didn't hear it clearly.

Gao Qiang looked at a pile of broken swords, sat cross-legged and serious, stretched his arms, and his body crackled from the inside out like fried beans, his fingers were clattering, and a green aura appeared in the palm of his palm. Yang Xueyi stood aside and watched curiously. Since the two of them agreed to go to Wudang Mountain, they rushed back to Zhongnan Mountain a few days later, and Gao Qiang also started a big tossing and turbulent activity.

She could see now that Gao Qiang used the skills of the Nine Yin Divine Claws in the Nine Yin True Sutra, but she didn't know how he tortured these broken swords.

Gao Qiang picked up a piece of broken sword and held it tightly with his hand. The blue and red color on his face turned around. After the harsh sound of creaking, this piece of steel weapon, which was considered a good sword, was clenched into a strange steel ball by Gao Qiang. Yang Xueyi was secretly happy: My brother has made much faster progress in his past two years than me. His Nine Yin Divine Claws have been practiced to the level of practicing foreign families without fear of swords. If he is not a first-class weapon, he will not hurt his body.

When Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng practiced this martial arts, they were not good at practicing it randomly, but after more than ten years of hard work, they also entered the realm of horizontal training. Ordinary swords cannot be damaged, and there is only one weakness on the body. One is under the tongue and the other is on the lower abdomen. They practice the authentic Nine Yin Divine Claws with high strength, and have strong internal strength as the foundation. In just two years, this martial arts has been practiced to their level.

Gao Qiang pointed out like the wind, and the crackling sound kept ringing. After a while, the seven or eight good swords that once had become a large pile of strange steel circles. Gao Qiang chose a relatively uniform steel ball. He carefully put the umbrella in his hand, and then he pulled away from the side the steel stick that had been prepared. This stick was the size of a pebbled egg. It is said that it was the weapon of Chao Tianba, the thief who was rampant in the south of the Yangtze River. I don’t know how it fell into the Yang family’s collection warehouse.

Gao Qiang placed the Eyebrow stick horizontally on his knees, then pressed one end of the strange-shaped steel ring with one hand. He pressed it on the Eyebrow stick and pulled it hard with the other hand. The steel object was like dough in his hand. He pulled out a thin and long steel wire, and then wrapped it around the Eyebrow stick and wrapped it for more than a dozen times. When his hands were loosened, the wire gradually took shape. If people from later generations saw it, it would look like the worst quality spring.

Gao Qiang stood up, stretched his waist and frowned, kicked a lot of steel underground with his feet, and shook his head and said, "It's probably almost done. It's enough to make a compression spring. His craftsmanship is really shameful."

Yang Xueyi suspected: "Pressure spring?"

Gao Qiang smiled and said, "It's just this interesting gadget."

He picked up his shoddy spring, pressed and loosened it in front of Yang Xueyi, and continued: "The compression spring is actually the meaning of a compression spring, and you will understand it when the time comes."

He turned his eyes and murmured to himself: "When you have the compression spring material, where can you find the spring steel plate? Is it really like Europeans who use wood instead?"

Yang Xueyi exclaimed: "You still want it?" She couldn't help but take a step back, Ruyouruowi blocking the door behind. Gao Qiang waved his head and said strangely: "What are you so nervous?"

His eyes followed Yang Xueyi and suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "My grandfather is really foresighted. How could he collect weapons like maces? And there were three handles at once. Well, um, it was actually placed in a second-grade weapon rack and used to make spring steel plates just right... "

Yang Xueyi lowered her head and used a rare tone of reproach: "You prodigal son!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gao Qiang rushed over and picked her up with her hands and put it on the side. Then he entered the door. After a while, he ran out with a mace and threw it down the ground. He smiled and bowed to Yang Xueyi, bent her waist and dangled 90 degrees, and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Butler, you have all the materials!"

A month later, a carriage was walking on a pothole road, two poor horses with dull hair were pulled. The carriage was extremely worn from the outside, and the window panels and other things showed the traces of time. Black felt cloth was wrapped outside, which means that an ordinary carriage could not be more ordinary.

But if someone pays attention, they will find that there is something wrong with the carriage. The carriage is not small, half longer than the ordinary carriage and a little higher. On the outside seat, a handlebar in his 50s drove the horse forward slowly.

The layout of the carriage is very different. This carriage that looks cramped and outdated on the outside is extremely comfortable inside. Although it cannot be said to be luxurious, it costs a lot.

Ten small beads are embedded on the top of the carriage, emitting a faint soft light, so it is as bright as daytime, without any darkness and depression. This is exactly what Gao Qiang is doing to play with his fake public service from the secret room of the ancient tomb.

At the foot, a camel fur blanket spread out, and above the windows on the left and right walls, there are small drawers. On both sides of the wing board are benches, with two tiger furs on them, which can be sat and lie down. In the empty space, you can sleep on the ground with just a quilt, which is no worse than the big bed.

In addition, there are closets at the back of the carriage, and there are many drawers. I don’t know what is inside. There are two thin quilts on the closet.

Gao Qiang was sitting on the bench on one side, while Yang Xueyi was sitting on his lap and leaning against him. Both of them were barefoot in the carriage. Gao Qiang picked up a curtain and brought the outside world into his eyes. He hugged Yang Xueyi and whispered to her the world outside the window. Yang Xueyi widened her beautiful eyes and listened carefully and carefully. This was her first time out of the door and she really entered the world. Looking out from the window. There were crowds coming and going on the post road from time to time. Yang Xueyi looked at her faces. Ming felt fresh and curious.

Gao Qiang asked softly: "Madam, are you still used to seeing this colorful world outside?"

Yang Xueyi didn't speak for a long time. After a while, she sighed softly: "I don't know how A Xiao is doing now."

Gao Qiang was sighed softly, and his heart was also hung up. He couldn't help but feel a little worried about his face and whispered: "Sister..."

Yang Xueyi turned her head, smiled slightly, and said, "Do you feel guilty when you call me sister?"

Gao Qiang was holding his words in his throat and nodded helplessly. He knew that Yang Xueyi had always been smart.

Yang Xueyi shook her head. Her eyes glanced out the window and looked at the end of the road, dust was simmering. A boy chased a girl, fighting and laughing, and said quietly: "Grandmother once said that everyone has their own fate and cannot be forced. A Xiao was deceived by him and disappeared. You killed him that day, and it was a bit reckless."

Yang Xueyi was completely in a tone of a big sister teaching her little brother a lesson. Such a thing has not happened for a long time.

Gao Qiang opened his mouth and lowered his head. He had three chances to kill Chen Youliang. He was disrupted by Yin Li for the first time. At that time, his thoughts flashed and his excitement was mostly the ones. In fact, he wanted to meet A Xiao.

When he started the second time, he had already heard the sounds inside the room. He knew that Yang Xueyi was in danger and that there was a reason for A Xiao, so he did not take any ruthless action after all, and he obviously pointed it down.

When he was chasing Yuanzhen for the third time, he took this opportunity to take a ruthless move and stabbed Chen Youliang's heart with a Xuan Magnetic sword and nailed him to the tree.

Gao Qiang knew the danger of Chen Youliang, so he took action fiercely. For Yang Xueyi, Chen Youliang was just a pawn, a beautiful boy who had seduced A Xiao, so he felt very unbearable.

Gao Qianglou tightened Yang Xueyi and whispered: "Sister, you don't understand. For Sister A Xiao, her best happiness is to leave that person and start a new life. If I don't kill that person, Sister A Xiao will be used for the rest of my life, and that person will ruin Sister A Xiao's land."

Yang Xueyi sighed and said, "It's not that I don't understand, but that I feel that God is a little cruel. Since you have given me all the answers, why can't I return A Xiao to me?"

Gao Qiang didn't want the atmosphere to be too depressed, so he deliberately said with a stern face: "Why, isn't it good to serve you for the past few days? No matter if you take a bath, eat, or sleep, what kind of thing do I do not serve the ground? I am much better than Ah Xiao."

When Yang Xueyi saw Gao Qiang saying these trivial things, "take a bath, eat, and sleep", she blushed and glanced at him.

Gao Qiang's heartbeat was accelerated by this glance, and he couldn't help laughing: "Madam, you have been taking a bath for you, rubbing your back and rubbing your body, and stretching out your arms for you as a pillow when you sleep. Even when you eat, I blew the heat to feed you. Don't you say that I sometimes have to cook five or six meals a day, and you are thirsty and drink. I go to bring the freshest spring water several times a day..."

Yang Xueyi's face turned red when he said, and her eyes were full of tenderness, but she refused, "Are you rushing to do it?" Gao Qiang looked up at the sky and pretended to be angry, "Oh my God, no one can pity such hard work..."

He said this, but his head rubbed towards Yang Xueyi's pink face and pulled the curtains. Yang Xueyi hesitated for a moment, and rarely kissed his forehead. Gao Qiang took the opportunity and climbed up the rod. For a moment, the fragrance in the car was filled with fragrance. However, outside the car, the honest handlebar type was still numb and ruthless, driving two inferior horses. It turned out that in the past month, Gao Qiang had tried his best to serve Yang Xueyi, who was pregnant. Yang Xueyi had already had his best efforts. After the first three months, Yang Xueyi's slender waist was slightly raised and her thin waist was not very obvious. She might have a good foundation and her reaction was not very strong.

Even so, Gao Qiang took care of her and tried his best to take care of her.

First of all, when he returned to Wudang Mountain, the road was not far away, and he couldn't bear to let Yang Xueyi suffer the bumps. He came up with the human body principle of the spring shock-absorbing carriage in later generations, which is to add a vertical spring to the spring steel plate to absorb shock, which is particularly important for pregnant women.

He took seven or eight good copper swords from Yang Xueyi's grandfather's collection, plus a mace, and handed them all over to the most famous subway shop in Shaanxi Province. It turned out that the Mongolians fought everywhere, but they did not kill blacksmiths indiscriminately, so the iron art has been passed down.

Gao Qiang used to gesture and draw drawings, and then used a good steel sword as salary to replace the chief sledgehammer of the iron shop for seven or eight days to work hard, and finally made a four-wheeled carriage. The blacksmith also designed a buffer spring between the carriages and horses based on the excellent performance of the springs. This way, the horses were much lighter to pull. Gao Qiang originally thought of this, but he did not want the carriage to run fast. As long as it was stable, he looked at the independent "innovation"

He had no choice but to do anything about the master of sledgehammer. He could not let go of a big ingot of silver, so that he could not make this carriage for a second person. In ancient times, people had always had faith in his loyalty, but Gao Qiang just said casually that the master of sledgehammer never made this carriage for a second person again.

Then it was Gao Qiang's own business and customized the carriage from other places. For this reason, two old carriages were specially removed. The outer wood was an old item, but the inner wood was a good wood.

Then he bought a lot of things that pregnant women might use, stuffed them into this large carriage, and hired an honest handlebar. He spent a lot of money to buy these things. For Gao Qiang, he just robbed several wealthy families who were very evil.

After everything was settled and prepared, I rushed all the way to Wudang Mountain.

Two bad horses pulled the bicycle using advanced technology and walked forward briskly. They were not very smart. If they were smart, they would definitely have doubts. Why did the carriages they were pulling these days feel different from the past?

They came here with great difficulty, occasionally they could meet towns, and sometimes they would sleep in the wild. Fortunately, Gao Qiang prepared everything and everything, and there was even a water dispenser on the carriage that simulated later generations. When they got somewhere, they would buy fresh fruits and vegetables. Along the way, they were careful to serve Yang Xueyi. They held it in their mouths and were afraid of melting, and held it in their hands to be afraid of heat. It was strange that they did not encounter any bonds on the road. On this day, they arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. "Brother, I'm a little scared." Yang Xueyi's eyes were filled with worry, "What if they didn't recognize me?"

Gao Qiang smiled, "They are not like that." "What if?" Yang Xueyi insisted.

Gao Qiang snorted coldly, with a cold look on his face: "If I don't recognize you? Wouldn't I betray Wudang?"

Yang Xueyi's eyes were moved and tears were covered with tears.

Gao Qiang: "I'm nothing in Wudang. I can still be the head of the ancient tomb sect. We specialize in recruiting beautiful girls as disciples..."
Chapter completed!