In these years, cultivating martial arts is a bottomless pit that burns money. Body-strengthening medicines, martial arts secrets, martial arts hall teachers' teachings, weapon protective clothing, various paid functions of the optical brain and brain domain network, plus gene points...... Every aspect of cultivation requires money, and the more the better!

Yaoyang has no foundation in martial arts, and if he wants to get started as soon as possible, he must seek some outside help, or go to the martial arts hall to find a teacher to guide him, or use the paid functions in the brain domain network. For the sake of secrecy, Yaoyang of course chose the latter.

However, Yaoyang's light brain is still the popular Pentium generation ten years ago, and now it has long been eliminated. In order to use some of the new features of the third generation of the brain domain network, he had to change to a new type of optical brain, which was a lot of money.

Even if Yaoyang's current savings are enough to cover the price of a new optical brain, the functions in the brain domain network still need to be paid, and it is a long-term expense. With Yaoyang's meager salary, it is not enough at all.

"How do you make enough money?" A penny is difficult for a hero, not to mention a large amount of money, and there is no good way for Yaoyang to think about it.

Before he got the secret, Yaoyang was worried that he didn't have the opportunity to practice martial arts, but now that he has the opportunity, he is worried about money.

"My only skill is to make daggers, and it seems that if I want to make money, I still have to take a few commissions to make daggers." Yaoyang thought.

But he is just an apprentice, and all he can accept is low-end entrustment, and the profits he makes are naturally extremely limited. Just by making daggers, God knows that it will not be until the Year of the Monkey to save enough money.

"Is there no other way?" Yaoyang's gaze fell on the pile of secret notes again, and he didn't believe that there was no way to find it among so many top-level secret tips.

I thought about it until the morning light vomited slightly, but Yaoyang was not tired at all. He spread all the secrets on the table and browsed them one by one.

A book called Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts attracted Yaoyang's attention, this book records the seventy-two stunts created by a sect called Shaolin Temple, which includes fisting, palming, fingering, grasping, grappling, swordsmanship, knife techniques, staff techniques, stick techniques, body techniques, internal strength, formations and special martial arts, including almost all known martial arts classifications.

The volume of the book had already surprised Yaoyang, and what surprised him even more was that each of the seventy-two stunts seemed to be infinitely powerful, which was even more amazing.

You must know that even if it is the first of the five major academies, the Songshan Buddhist Academy, which has always been known for its many exercises, has only 18 internal exercises and 18 external exercises, a total of 36 kinds. Could it be that the Shaolin Temple is more powerful than the Songshan Buddhist Temple?

Looking at this secret book, which was rated as intermediate by the scanner, Yaoyang, who was short of money, couldn't help but have an idea of taking a risk. Anyway, there are so many stunts in it, and no one knows about it, so if you copy a few and sell them, you might be able to sell them.

If it was a secret book sold in a store, Yaoyang would never dare to copy it. Even if you buy a copyrighted secret book, you only have the right to study and research, and you can't spread it privately. For example, copying secret tips and selling them privately is illegal!

In society, the punishment for pirating secrets is very severe, and the copyright owners are all large enterprises or graduate schools, which is not something that ordinary people can provoke at all. In order to save tens of thousands of dollars, you have to risk being severely punished by the law and hunted down by the copyright owner, no one will be so stupid.

Therefore, although the secret tips in the store are very expensive, almost no one dares to pirate them, and they will obediently pay for them.

Shaolin 72 stunts are different, even the scanner claims that the copyright owner is unknown, that is a secret without copyright, and it can be copied and disseminated at will, just like those "self-created martial arts" sold on the street.

After thinking about it, Yaoyang felt that this method was feasible. He knew of several black trading spots, and some people specialized in buying similar self-created martial arts, and then packaged them a little and sold them. It's all anonymous transactions over there, with one hand to pay and one hand to deliver, if it's just a few inconspicuous stunts, there shouldn't be any danger.

Thinking of this way to make money, Yaoyang's mind came alive. He can't help it, there are too many places to use money, especially the cultivation of the Yijin Sutra, and it is difficult to even get started if he doesn't resort to the paid functions of the brain domain network. In order to become a samurai, Yaoyang went out!

Just do it, Yaoyang selected three from the seventy-two stunts and deliberately copied them with his left hand. By the time he had finished, it was already completely light.

"Oops, I'm going to be late!" Yaoyang slapped his head. He had to go to the workshop to report, or the teacher's bad temper would deduct his few salaries.

Before going out, Yaoyang wrapped all the secrets in a waterproof tarpaulin and hid them under the bed before going out. The rental house he lives in is in a slum area with poor security, so it's better to be careful.

Although he had no sleep all night, he was probably too excited, and the work that made Yaoyang tired was completed easily, and he was praised by the teacher.

In the evening, after Yaoyang left the workshop, he went to do some makeup. He got a wig cover and put some oil paint on his face as a disguise. Looking in the mirror, his appearance was really changed, and he was not even sure to recognize himself in the crowd. Fully prepared, Yaoyang went straight to the fallen street. He has two purposes, one is to sell the three stunts copied in his hand, and the other is to buy a fully functional light brain.

In particular, the replacement of the light brain is the top priority at present, no matter how much it costs, it can not be delayed any longer, buy it today!

The optical brain is one of the most popular electronic devices, and a family can do without a TV, but it must not be without a light brain. If a person doesn't even have an account for the Brain Network, he will be treated as a monster by others.

Although the political axe has a certain subsidy for the light brain, the entry-level new model also costs a few thousand yuan. In the past, Yaoyang would never spend this money, but now he no longer hesitates, as long as it can help his cultivation, even if he eats steamed bun kimchi every day in the future, it doesn't matter.

"Fallen Street" is a nickname for the bustling alley outside the back door of Bohai University, which becomes particularly lively in the evening, and the lights are red and luxurious, hence the name.

Bohai Academy is the best martial arts academy in Bohai City, and although it lags far behind the five most famous colleges in the martial arts academy rankings, it has some fame in the local Bohai region and the Youzhou region. Especially in recent years, with the decline in the enrollment requirements of Bohai College, some nouveau riche are very fond of sending their children to be gilded.

The influx of a large number of children of wealthy families created a deformed prosperity of nearby businesses, and Fallen Street came into being.

On the depraved streets, there are dozens of lover's hotels with ambiguous lights, and there are even more bars, restaurants, dance halls, and casinos. Grocery stores, large and small, are filled with not only luxurious and expensive luxuries, but also smuggled goods and stolen goods from unknown sources. The place was a mixed bag, and the chaos was no less than that of the slum where Yaoyang lived.

There are several shops specializing in knives on Fallen Street, and Yao Yang has taken their commission, so he is familiar with this place. He soon found himself in a shop called the "Old Crooked Grocery Store", which was a famous black shop on the Fallen Street, where dangerous goods and contraband could be bought at any cost, and a great place to get their hands on the stolen goods. Before Yao Yang entered the door, he checked his makeup again to make sure that it would not be recognized, so he pushed the door and walked in.

The old crooked man was not there, it was one of his bald apprentices who was watching the store. Seeing Yaoyang enter the door, the bald man just slanted the corners of his eyes slightly, and continued to watch the "Martial Arts Talent Show Season 15" broadcast on TV with relish.

Yaoyang walked around the store twice to see if anyone else was there, and then said, "I have something I want to sell." ”

The bald man reluctantly raised his head and said in an extremely impatient tone, "What is it?" ”

"The secret of self-created martial arts." Yaoyang said with an old-fashioned look. It's a pity that his eighteen-year-old face, no matter how he disguises it, doesn't look like a master who can create his own martial arts, and he only has bald eyes.

"I said boy, are you kidding me?" The bald urn said angrily, "Ling Suxin is about to appear, I don't have time to tease you." ”

Ling Suxin is the hottest player in this season's "Martial Arts Talent Show", not only is she beautiful, but she is also a top student of Huashan Sword Academy, and her martial arts level is quite superb. It is said that several large companies have brandished blank checks and want to sign a contract with her, and the media believes that she will be the next generation of national beautiful girls. Yaoyang is also a supporter of Ling Suxin, and he understands the bald man's mood at the moment.

"I'm not kidding you, let's see." Yao Yang took out the paper with the three stunts copied on it and handed it to the bald head.

The bald man took it in disbelief, swept his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "The Great Movement Method, the Ruyi Bone Shrinking Technique, and the Flower Grabber...... What kind of mess is this? ”

Yao Yang explained: "The Great Movement is a defensive body method, and when an enemy attacks, the feet and body can be translated without moving. Ruyi shrinks the bones is ......"

The bald man let out a strange laugh and interrupted Yaoyang's words: "Is it really so powerful? Then I'll give you a punch to try, if you really don't move your feet, you can move out, I'll give you 100,000 yuan for this secret! ”

As he spoke, his fists clenched, and the joints made a crunchy sound of "clucking", and the sound was extremely frightening.

Yaoyang couldn't help but take a step back, this bald muscle, I am afraid that there is a strength of hundreds of catties after a punch, and if I don't die, I will be seriously injured if I am punched by him!

"Scared? If you don't dare to let me fight, it means that this is waste paper! I've seen a lot of liars like you, get out of here! The bald man crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball and threw it into the wastepaper basket at his feet, and raised his fist to fight.

Seeing that the secret notes that he had worked so hard to copy were thrown away, the bald man took another aggressive posture, and with a wave of anger in his chest, he quickly pulled out the tracker from his waist with a movement of his wrist.

The stalker's hairy blade glistened coldly in front of the bald head, making him stop and not come any closer.

"Boy, you dare to move!" The bald man said with a flickering gaze, "This is an old crooked shop, don't mess around." ”

Yao Yang glanced at the bald and muscular knotted arms, and finally did not move rashly, and slowly retreated.

As soon as he went out, Yaoyang immediately walked away quickly, and by the time the bald man chased him out of the store, Yaoyang's figure had already disappeared into the night of Fallen Street.

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