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After Wang Yan walked through the Spring Festival Building with the fifth rhyme and entered the town, the fifth rhyme led the way, not only because this woman had come to Tianma set before, but more importantly, the fifth rhyme had told Wang Yan before coming this time, that sword move fragment was originally obtained when he traveled with a friend, it was originally two, and the two of them each shared one, and then her friend left the game because of some things, but before leaving, he came to Tianma with her to sell all the valuable things on his body to a certain store, Among them was the fragment of the sword move in her friend's hand.

In the past month, Wang Yan has been comprehending the fragments of that sword move every day, but as he has deepened his comprehension, he only feels that the sword move is extremely mysterious, and with his current cultivation, he can't get a full glimpse of the mystery in it, Wang Yan even feels that this sword move is likely to surpass the yellow level and reach the superior martial arts of the Xuan level.

In this way, Wang Yan learned the whereabouts of another sword move fragment and didn't want to miss it, so he let the fifth rhyme follow. As for the mention in the fifth rhyme that her friend left the game, Wang Yan's current cognition can't understand it at all, and he doesn't want to spend more effort thinking about it, after all, the more important thing for the current Wang Yan is to improve his strength, but he still secretly wrote down such a statement.

Looking in the direction of the fifth rhyme, Wang Yan saw a slightly dilapidated small shop in front of him, with the words 'Ming Zhengtang' written on the plaque in front of the store, and a couplet pasted on the door frames on both sides.

Shanglian: Good things, bad things, you know the good and bad only after you buy them.

Downlink: Real kung fu, fake kung fu, it's hard to know the truth if you don't practice.

Looking at this couplet, Wang Yan couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, only to feel that this shop was a bit ghostly, and it was not easy to achieve the goal of this trip, thinking like this, Wang Yan followed the fifth rhyme towards this store.

When he entered the store, Wang Yan found that the store had a large space, but it was not as dilapidated and narrow as it looked from the outside, the left and right sides of the shop were full of all kinds of blades, and there was a long mahogany counter in the direction of the door, and behind the counter was a woman with a face full of old age spots lying on a rocking chair, she was holding a delicate small teapot in one hand, and she was leisurely sipping tea with her eyes closed.

Hearing the footsteps of Wang Yan and Fifth Yun, this woman didn't open her eyes, opened her mouth without front teeth, and said leisurely: "Look at it, look at it, you can choose good and bad things." ”

The lady didn't seem to care about the customer at all, but fortunately, the fifth rhyme stepped forward and said, "Granny Long, do you remember me?" ”

Hearing the words of the fifth rhyme, the woman finally opened her eyes and looked at the fifth rhyme, but her eyes were full of doubts and muttered, "You are..."

The fifth rhyme didn't answer, so she stood in front of the counter and let the woman watch, and after a while, the woman finally remembered.

"Oh, you're the girl with the compound surname 'fifth', I've been to the store a few times before, if it weren't for your weird name, my old brain really can't remember, hehe."

Saying that, the woman stood up, looked at the fifth rhyme and said, "I'm afraid you haven't been here for more than half a year, let's say, what's the matter with suddenly coming here today?" ”

Wang Yan listened to the conversation between the two, only to feel that the relationship between the fifth rhyme and this woman was only general, but they were just acquaintances, but the fifth rhyme was very enthusiastic, and took the woman's hand and said: "Granny Long, do you remember that I have a friend who once sold a lot of things to you at one time, and you gave her a total of one hundred and twenty taels of gold, and there is a sword move fragment in the middle of the things she sold you?" ”

The woman's eyes flashed, then she glanced at Wang Yan and said with a smile: "What, you brought someone here today to buy back the fragment of this sword move?" ”

Fifth Yun nodded busily, and Wang Yan also stepped forward and said sincerely: "Please also ask the seniors to fulfill it." ”

The lady didn't answer directly, she smiled, then looked Wang Yan up and down, and then said, "Do you know the origin of the sword move fragment?" ”

"The younger generation has limited knowledge, and they only know that the sword move is extraordinary."

"The swordsmanship cultivated by the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is naturally extraordinary!"

Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Wang Yan frowned slightly, he also knew that the top sects in the five states now did not know the existence of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the woman looked at Wang Yan's confused appearance, and said with a smile: "It is normal for the little baby to have shallow eyelids, so that you can know that this Ten Thousand Swords Sect was the number one faction in Beisheng Prefecture more than four hundred years ago, dominating the land of a state, and all other large and small sects in the state are submissive."

It's just that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is too ambitious, and it stretches its tentacles to the other four states, which touches the bottom line of Tianyuan Holy Island, and finally Tianyuan Holy Island and the top sects of the other four states completely destroy the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but even so, in that battle, the masters of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will be exhausted, but they will also kill most of the strong enemies, and there are thirty or forty peak masters of the flesh realm who have fallen on the Tianyuan Holy Island, and the strength of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can be seen from this.

And what is recorded on the fragment of this sword move is the 'Lonely Heart Sword Technique' that was specially cultivated by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for inner disciples back then, and there are eight sword moves in the entire sword technique. Although this Lonely Heart Sword Technique is not the top sword technique inherited by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it is also a genuine superior martial art, do you know what grade this sword technique is? ”

Wang Yan never expected that this swordsmanship fragment would have such a background, but fortunately, he still had some concentration, and in the face of Granny Long's question, he said uncertainly: "It should be among the Xuan level!" ”

"The little baby has some eyesight, this lonely heart swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of the middle grade of the Xuan-level, this grade of swordsmanship is placed in the top sects of the five states today, and it can also be called a first-class mastery, do you still want to buy such a grade of mastery? Can you dare to buy it? Afford to buy? ”

Granny Long asked three times in a row, Wang Yan heard the meaning of these three questions, he couldn't help but ooze a little sweat on his forehead, thought for a long time, and finally said: "Maybe I can't buy it now, but I still ask my seniors to say the number." ”

"Okay, then I won't talk nonsense, you will take a thousand taels of gold every day, and I will sell you the fragment of the sword move!"

One thousand taels! Gold!

Wang Yan never expected that this lady lion opened her mouth, and a swordsmanship fragment actually shouted such a sky-high price, and the fifth rhyme on the side also said: "Granny Long, when you first received this fragment, it was only valued at one hundred taels of gold." ”

Granny Long looked at the fifth rhyme with a smile and said: "Fifth girl, what you said is not right, that sword move fragment can only be regarded as a nameless swordsmanship in your hands, but I can tell the history." ”

"This origin alone is worth nine hundred taels of gold?"

"Of course!"

What Granny Long said was categorical, but Wang Yan was a little puzzled and said, "Senior, isn't this secret book copied?" It's not just me. Why..."

Before Wang Yan finished speaking, Granny Long sneered: "It turned out to be a young child who has just set foot in the rivers and lakes." ”

After speaking, she took out a secret book called 'Yan Xinggong' from the counter, then took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said, "You open the first page of this secret book and copy it yourself." ”

Wang Yan didn't know why Granny Long's move, but he still opened the secret note, this goose walking skill is just a very ordinary light skill flying technique, although it is more advanced than the walking skill, but it is also limited, Wang Yan can see the depth at a glance, and then he took the pen and began to transcribe according to the words on the secret note.

However, when Wang Yan finished writing a line, something strange happened, and the black characters on the white paper quietly disappeared, as if Wang Yan had never written.

"How so?"

Wang Yan was shocked, but the fifth rhyme on the side was not surprised, but her eyes looked at Wang Yan, and there was a faint suspicion in the depths of her eyes.

Granny Long smiled slightly, and said: "Since ancient times, countless ancestors have believed that there is a 'spirit' in this heaven and earth, which protects all things in the underworld, and also makes rules in the underworld, and this is just one of the rules.

The secret notes are not impossible to copy, but it is not possible to use ordinary pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and you need to use a pen made of 'Shen Jin Ink', 'Silver Bamboo Paper', and the tail of the 'Bronze Bull Beast', but these resources are in the hands of the various sects. In addition, it is a matter of great vitality for ordinary people to transcribe secret notes, just like you are cultivating to give you those few things, and before you can finish copying this wild goose practice, you have to vomit blood and die, which requires people with special abilities to do it.

And the deeper the secret book, the higher the grade silver bamboo paper, the copper ox beast tail and a large amount of heavy gold ink, just say that a fragment of the secret book such as the lonely heart sword trick, if you want to copy it completely, the materials spent can also copy more than 10,000 copies of the secret book of Yan Xinggong. As for the person who transcribed, they need to have extremely strong special abilities, and such characters are generally enshrined in the top sects.

So now you know why I'm asking for a thousand taels of gold, right? Because I don't have the ability to transcribe that secret book, selling it to you is selling it alone, and it's worth the price. ”

Wang Yan heard of these common knowledge about transcribing secrets for the first time, but he couldn't help frowning, only to feel that this rule is not too restrictive to NPCs, after all, NPCs can learn or teach martial arts through oral dictation, such rules seem to be specifically for players, after all, players must use secrets to learn martial arts, and after using them, the secrets will disappear completely.

How can there be rules specifically for restricting players? Is it really as the fifth rhyme says, that the world I live in is just a playground created by them? So what kind of existence am I? NPCs? Do I have a life, a soul?

Wang Yan's mind swelled up, as if he had gotten into the tip of a bull's horn, and the cognition accumulated during this time began to think repeatedly, and finally his forehead began to burn, his consciousness became blurred, and everything in front of him disappeared in a trance, replaced by rows of strange symbols and numbers.

This is not the first time this has happened, the first time it happened was when Wang Yan questioned himself in the Jingtie Cave, and the second time was when he first met Zhang Xiaobao, and this time it was different from the previous two times, not only the reaction was more violent, but Wang Yan's whole person had a tearing feeling, he only felt that his brain was loaded to the limit, and his brain seemed to be cracked, but he didn't know how to stop.

'Will I die if I continue like this?' ’