Thinking of this, Xiao Yu's heart suddenly pounded.

Seeing that no one noticed him, the white light flashed in his hand, and he took out the ** cheats of the White Bone Gate, 'White Bone Yin Decision', from the storage bag.

Although I didn't care about cultivating this kind of cult before, when I had no choice, I had no choice but to practice it, and at most I didn't go to the cemetery to absorb the extreme yin and ghost qi.

Turning the first page of 'White Bone Yin Decision', I was in a nervous mood, waiting for the prompt to appear.

"White Bone Yin Decision, Grade: Fourth-grade mid-level evil cultivation**, your physique can't cultivate this**."

Xiao Yu suddenly felt five thunderbolts, his hand shook, and the 'White Bone Yin Decision' in his hand almost fell to the ground. A burst of fire suddenly rushed to the top beam door, and I couldn't wait to open my mouth to scold my mother.

The decent ** can't cultivate, and the evil ** can't cultivate, what kind of freak are you? Why is God so harsh? Could it be that he was born unable to cultivate anything?

With a glimpse of his senses, he found the 'Black Magic Skill' from Gongsun Gu on the bookshelf, and his heart moved, and he took this 'Black Magic Skill' out of it.

Ever since he got this **, Xiao Yu has been throwing it aside and has not attracted his attention.

First, I looked at the appearance of Gongsun Gu that day, and I knew that this ** was very weird, belonging to the cult ** first-class, and I didn't want to be contaminated from the bottom of my heart, and the second was that the text of this ** was really difficult to recognize, both like an ancient seal and a hieroglyph, Xiao Yu had also looked for it on the Internet, but he couldn't find a similar text at all.

This ** only has the first two pages of text translated by Gongsun Gu, when I saw Gongsun Gu's translation, I felt that there were some inconsistencies, the literature and science did not make sense, Xiaoyu did not know how Gongsun Gu translated this kind of text, could it be that he graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University? Now that I think about it, his translation may be a blind man touching an elephant, and it is not accurate.

Anyway, now it's a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so let's give it a try.

His foundation building essence was fused with the spirit of the evil god spirit seed, and it was the spirit of the evil god spirit seed that absorbed all the demonic energy and life essence in Gongsun Gu's body, making him a dry corpse.

Perhaps, the spirit of this evil god and spirit seed has already been combined with those demonic qi in his body, and then fused with the foundation building essence of the old guy in the White Bone Gate, it is very likely that this is the reason why he can't practice other **.

Xiao Yu's thoughts were racing, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was, in this way, this 'black magic skill' is likely to be his only choice.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yu opened the first page of the 'Black Magic Skill' with his trembling right hand.

"Black Magic Skill, Grade: Eighth-grade Upper Rank Evil Cultivation**, you can practice."

Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly filled with tears, heaven, earth, you finally didn't abandon me!

The grade of this ** is so high, it is also beyond Xiao Yu's expectations, the 'White Bone Yin Decision' is a fourth-grade intermediate level, and just now in those bunks, the highest ** he saw is only a fifth-grade intermediate level, and his own 'Black Magic Skill' is three grades higher than it.

Carefully put the 'Black Magic Skill'** into the storage bag, Xiao Yu's flame of hope was rekindled, and the ** that had been entangled in his heart for a long time was finally solved, however, this ** can't be cultivated yet, and before he understands this ancient text, he won't blindly cultivate according to Gongsun Gu's translation.

Xiao Yu cheered up, got up from the sofa, and continued to shop.

Wandering all the way to the twenty-second floor, Xiao Yu stopped in front of the bunk of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, this is a fat monk, who looks like Maitreya Buddha, with a smile on his face, which makes people feel close.

Xiao Yu noticed that there was a golden badge pinned to his chest, and the pattern on it was a majestic and solemn temple, and the top of the temple exuded a golden light, which should also be the emblem of one of the seven major sects.

Among the seven major sects, Xiao Yu has seen the badges of the four families of 'Lingxiao Pavilion', 'Thousand Machine Valley', 'Refining Weapon Sect', and 'Flame Gate', thinking about it, the badges of 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect' and 'Listening to the Rain Tower' will definitely not be a temple, then this monk should be a person from 'Jinguang Temple'.

The items on this monk's bunk are obviously one level higher than those in other bunks. I think that he is a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, and he has a lot of collections.

A small black sword weapon on the bunk attracted Xiao Yu's attention.

This small sword was black and shiny, the body of the sword was curved like a spiritual snake, faintly exuding a compelling evil aura, if he was not mistaken, this sword should be the thing of the cult cultivator.

After the morning of high-intensity appraisal training, Xiao Yu saw at a glance that the grade of this little sword should be around the ground level, which was just within the range he could identify.

Xiao Yu threw a reconnaissance technique up.

'Phantom Spirit Snake Sword, Attack +300, Speed +100, Agility +10%, Special Skill: Spirit Snake Thousand Illusions, Hidden Attributes: ??? Xiao Yu's heart moved, this little sword's attack power and speed value are very high, and it also adds agility, will that hidden attribute appear?

Looking at the price of this little sword, Xiao Yu couldn't help but secretly ask, and actually asked for 2,500 spirit stones.

The fat monk saw that Xiao Yu's gaze was always spinning on this little black sword, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "This fellow Daoist, do you think the price of this little sword is relatively high?" ”

Xiao Yu nodded, and said in a deliberately hoarse voice, "That's true, if I'm not mistaken, this little sword should be the thing of an evil cultivator, and after I buy it, it can't be used yet, and I still need to spend a lot of spirit stones to ask someone to refine it again, and the price is really too great." ”

The fat monk nodded and said, "What Daoyou said is good, it stands to reason that the magic weapon of this evil sect should be about sixty percent of the price of a decent magic weapon, however, the origin of this small sword is extraordinary, it is the result of many years ago that Lao Qu and Master Pudu, the 'three-eyed monk' of the 'three-eyed monk', explored a cave of a deceased cult cultivator, according to Shizun, this cult cultivator was a monk in his infancy before his death!" The cave is full of formations and prohibitions, and the process is extremely thrilling, if it weren't for the master to take care of him, the old man almost died, and finally the master got the storage bag of the infant monk and rewarded the old man with this small black sword. ”

"This fellow Daoist, you say, is this little sword that even the Yuanying Monk is reluctant to throw away worth the price? If Lao Wei is not cultivating the secret magic of Buddhism and cannot use sword magic weapons, I will keep this small sword and use it myself. ”

Xiao Yu was dumbfounded when he heard this, he didn't expect that this monk who looked so generous was so eloquent, and under his words, he actually made himself feel that the price of this little sword was extremely reasonable, since it was something he exchanged for his life, then two thousand five hundred spirit stones were really not much.

Seeing that Xiao Yu was moved, the fat monk continued, "This fellow Daoist, if you really want to buy it, I can give you a copy of the ** below the third grade, what do you think?" ”

Xiao Yu was even more surprised, this monk actually knew that he even knew buy one get one free, it seems that the current monks are very business-minded.

Listening to him say that his master is a 'three-eyed monk' Pudu Zen Master, Xiao Yu's heart couldn't help but move, and when chatting with Wang Songyang at lunch, he once mentioned that Pudu Zen Master is a genius who is not born in the 'Jinguang Temple', born with three eyes, talented, with 'identification' and 'prophecy' two magical powers, it is said that many years ago he was already a master of the great perfection of the late Jindan, and it is possible to condense the Yuan Infant at any time and become the existence of the world.

At the moment, the expression on his face remained unchanged and said to him, "I heard that the 'Jinguang Temple' Pudu Zen Master is erudite and talented, and he knows the past and the present, and the master is a disciple of the Pudu Zen Master, and his knowledge should not be shallow, I have been studying ancient characters recently, if the master can solve the puzzles for me, I will buy this small sword immediately." ”

When the fat monk heard Xiao Yu so clearly stated that he wanted to buy this little sword, he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, in fact, although the quality of this black little sword was good, the price he offered was indeed a lot higher than that of ordinary magic weapons, almost higher than the price of decent ground-level magic weapons.

Originally, I wanted to meet a bargaining person, and then let some come out, or come with a set of **, but I didn't expect that Xiao Yu's requirements were so low, as long as he taught him to read, he could buy this small sword at the original price, how could this not make him happy?

Although it is said that the monks regard money as something outside the body, but the cultivation of a cultivator, spirit stones are indispensable, especially for a cultivator like him who has reached the late stage of foundation building, the number of spirit stones needed to condense the golden pill is amazing.

'Jinguang Temple' is a clear water yamen, in addition to selling some Buddhist talismans to earn some spirit stones for the operation of the sect, the disciples of the sect can only rely on their own way to cultivate, as well as to buy the spirit stones needed for magic weapons, and the 'refining sect' and 'Qianji Valley' such nouveau riche with a large amount of side income can not be compared at all, which is also one of the reasons why 'Jinguang Temple' has become the sect with the fewest disciples among the seven major sects.

Doing transactions in the high-level goods trading area, because the value of the items is very high, it is often bartered for the majority, but there are very few high-rollers who can take out a large amount of spirit stones and spend a lot of money, and two thousand five hundred spirit stones is also a large amount, no wonder this fat monk will be moved.

At the moment, he replied categorically, "This Taoist friend, although the old man is only a shallow learner, but he has also practiced with the master for two hundred years, if you ask me anything else, maybe I can't do it, but in terms of literacy and hyphenation, even if you ask, I promise to answer all questions." ”

Xiao Yu stopped talking nonsense, took out a pen and paper from the storage bag, wrote a few words on the paper on the secret book of 'Black Magic Skill', and handed it to the fat monk.

The fat monk took the paper, glanced at it, and immediately showed a look of surprise on his face, and cried out in a lost voice, "It's actually 'Ancient Realm Text'!" ”

Xiao Yu saw that the fat monk recognized the words on the paper, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and forced himself to hold back his excitement and asked, "Master, Mo Fei, do you recognize this kind of writing?" ”

At this time, the fat monk's face had returned to normal, revealing a smug look, "Fellow Daoist, you are right to ask me, I am afraid that there are not many people who know the 'Ancient Realm Language' in this realm, this is the text of the ethereal sky." ”

"What??!! The text of the ethereal sky? ”

Xiao Yu was shocked, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with questions, where did Gongsun Gu's book come from, and how could it be an ethereal text on it?