What Chen Ziling wanted to learn was a medium-level martial artist, or a high-grade martial artist.

The middle martial arts method is only learned by martial artists, and the high-grade martial arts method can almost only be learned by martial arts sects.

But he is different, he used to be the master of the Purple Mansion, and he even learned the law of the earth, as long as he is willing to take the time, it is not difficult to learn the law of high-grade martial artists.

Once he completes his studies, he will inevitably increase his strength.

Without the need for a flying knife, you can contend with an existence like Yun Qi.

"The Battle Law Hall of this martial arts hall is still a little inferior. Chen Ziling was a little helpless.

After reading the thirty-seven volumes of martial arts, there was not a single volume that could meet his heart.

There are a few medium-grade martial arts in it, but it's a pity that they are all average, and they are not much stronger than the inferior martial arts methods.

He has high requirements for himself, and his requirements for tactics will naturally not be low, and if he is too poor in tactics, it is a waste of time to learn them, so it is better to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

What he cultivated in the past was all the high-level combat techniques of the Dust Martial Sect, and this Yin Shade Mountain Martial Hall was just a small place compared to the Dust Martial Sect.

"It's ...... There is even a high-grade martial artist method in the martial hall, it can't be incomplete. Chen Ziling was in the corner and pulled out a book of high-grade martial arts.

"Martial Intention Fist Technique. ”

After spreading it out, he looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more energetic he became.

As Chen Ziling expected, this boxing trick was really incomplete, and there were twelve moves written in the general outline, but there were actually only six moves.

Although it is incomplete, the first six moves are also quite cold.

"The subtlety of the sixth move can already be compared with some weak local methods. Chen Ziling couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart.

After thinking about it again, his secret joy turned into a strange one.

This boxing technique, if it is placed in the Dust Martial Sect, it can be regarded as a first-class boxing technique, how can it be placed in the martial arts hall?

You must know that the tactics that Wutang can release will basically not be the core tactics.

Is it because no one has discovered the subtlety of the tactics, thinking that the incomplete tactics are very ordinary, so they are placed here?

"Could it be that someone deliberately placed it here and asked me to pick it up?"

A strange thought flashed in Chen Ziling's heart, but he laughed at himself for thinking too much.

No matter so much, Chen Ziling put away the boxing trick, but when he looked at the price, he was really shocked.

1,000 honor points.

50,000 taels of silver.

The identity of the blue robe.

Chen Ziling hurriedly took out the black card of Wutang and connected it into the Lingpan Yuan Mirror to see how much he was still up to standard.

Hurry up and make up for what is missing, if this punch trick is taken away by others, it will be over.

When he checked it, he was even more shocked.

"One thousand and sixty-five honor points, eighty-three thousand four hundred taels of silver, nine grades of blue robes. ”

Chen Ziling immediately checked the details.

Five hundred and forty points is the reward for fifty-four battles without a blade, and five hundred points is a hundred points for every ten consecutive victories without a blade.

plus the thirty points of honor of his ten consecutive martial arts, and then deduct five points from entering the Hall of the Law of War.

A total of one thousand and sixty-five points.

Silver also ended the Bladeless streak to win.

If you get more than 1,000 honor points in history, you will be automatically upgraded to a blue robe.

"Haha, I really have to thank that Wufeng this time, without him, I wouldn't even be able to learn the tactics of war. ”

Count it out, you should also thank Tong, it can be regarded as helping yourself by mistake.

It's a pity that he should be dying.

Originally, the pockets were tight, and he immediately became wealthy, Chen Ziling thought in his heart, after buying the boxing technique, he would go to the business hall again to buy some things that he usually cultivated.

Putting away the martial intent fist, Chen Ziling quickly left the Hall of Tactics of Battle.

"In addition to special goods, other goods can be discounted by 20%. I will collect you 800 points and 40,000 taels of silver. ”

The person in charge of collecting the money is an old man with a long breath, and he is obviously also a martial arts expert.

There are almost no weak people who can sit in the hall of the art of war.

After obtaining the method of war, Chen Ziling went to Shangtang and spent 30,000 taels to buy eight blood pills with three tattoos, and some things to assist in cultivation.

In the Upper Blood Pill, it has a large amount of qi and blood power, which can quickly improve its cultivation.

After buying the blood pill, he bought some delicacies in the Shang Hall, packed them, and returned to Fuluo.

"It seems that you have gained a lot. ”

Seeing Chen Ziling entering the door and lifting it left and right, Fu Luo knew.

His trip to the martial arts hall was very smooth.

"It's a bit of a harvest, this is for the seniors to bring food, and a few jars of wine. ”

Chen Ziling smiled and handed the thing to Fu Luo,

Fu Luo's nose moved slightly, smelling the aroma of the delicacy, and took it with a smile.

"Count you kid and don't forget your roots. ”

"Then I will continue to refine the weapon, I must work hard and not live up to the hard work of my predecessors. Chen Ziling patted his chest and said solemnly.

After speaking, he quickly stepped into the dark room, ready to forge a few flying knives.

The ordinary flying knife is still too weak, and this time, he must create a set of martial arts flying knives.

"This thunder iron is for you, this thing makes a flying knife, it can have a miraculous effect. Fu Luo walked into the dark room and threw an ice-blue piece of iron to Chen Ziling.

Inside the cold iron, there was a thunderous breath.

Using this thunder iron to create a flying knife can increase the power of the flying knife several times.

"Hehe, thank you for helping your seniors. ”

Fu Luo glanced at him, "I know that you kid said so many good things, just to trick my material." ”

In terms of the materials for Chen Ziling's refining, Fu Luo is indeed not stingy at all, such a piece of sealed thunder iron can be sold for at least tens of thousands of taels, and this kind of refining material is not available if you want to buy it many times, and out of stock is the most common situation.

Chen Ziling didn't talk nonsense, took out the forging hammer, and began to devote himself to forging.

"Knock knock. The sound of fine iron striking echoed in the darkness.

Once born and twice cooked, Chen Ziling forged three flying knives in one breath, all of which reached the level of a ninth-class martial artist, and it only took less than two hours.

"Yes, there is a lot of progress today. ”

Fu Luo stroked his beard, quite satisfied.

Chen Ziling picked up a forged flying knife and looked at Fu Luo, "Senior, can you try the power of this flying knife?"

Fu Luo put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

"Then be careful. ”

Chen Ziling concentrated, the qi and blood in his palm surged, and with a "whoosh", he hit the flying knife in his palm, and a thunder arc exploded, attacking towards Fu Luo.

"Trance-"

The flying knife stopped an inch in front of Fu Luo, and then immediately bounced back into Chen Ziling's hand.

"The ninth-rank top, it should be because of the creation of the Sealing Thunder Iron, and it already has the power of a half-step eighth-rank. Fu Luo immediately calculated the power of the throwing knife.

"With the words "help my seniors, I am relieved. ”

Chen Ziling put the flying knife into the empty yuan ring, and then took out the spear that Fu Luo gave him.

"This spear is returned to the seniors. ”

"No, you still have to keep your defense. ”

Fu Luo waved his hand, a ninth-rank martial soldier was not even a fart to him.