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Zhang Wuxian looked at Xu Juan in a daze, but Luo Qiang slapped him hard behind him, startling Zhang Wuxie. Before he was about to get angry, Luo Qiang sighed and said with a low wicked smile: "Brother, look stupid! If you like people, just say it!" Zhang Wuxian hurriedly withdrew his eyes, picked up the iron rod, blushed with shame, and ran towards the Tibetan scripture building on the mountainside.

Xu Juan had already used the peripheral vision of her eyes to find that Zhang Wuxian was looking at herself in a daze just now, and she was very happy in her heart. When he found Zhang Wuxie blushing and hurriedly running towards the mountain, he hurriedly followed.

After not taking a few steps, Zhang Wuxian was already tired and panting, sweating profusely. It's just that the rusty iron rod is too heavy, and the difficulty of going up the mountain is even more difficult than going down. In order to get this iron rod, he used all his strength, and even overdrew his life vitality to reluctantly swing this iron rod weighing more than 1,000 catties a little, and finally impressed the martial elders who guarded the armory and got this iron rod. Now I am carrying this iron rod again, going up and down on the winding mountain, and I am really tired and unable to walk at this time.

Luo Qiang pointed to the mountain where there was still about half a mile away, and encouraged: "Brother, we are about to arrive at the Tibetan Scripture Building, you see, there is only half a mile left, come on!"

Zhang Wuxian just smiled bitterly and shook his head silently.

In the end, there was really no way, Luo Qiang had no choice but to bend down and lift the dark iron rod with Zhang Wuxian one after the other. As soon as Luo Qiang lifted the iron rod vigorously, he felt that there was a mountain on his shoulders and he couldn't breathe. But now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and you can't let it go, if you bend down and put it down, I am afraid that I will be crushed to the ground by this iron rod, and maybe I will seriously injure myself. Thinking of this, he could only grit his teeth and hold on, and he had already vaguely seen the vermilion gate of the Tibetan scripture building in front of him.

In this way, the two staggered and staggered for about half an hour before they arrived in front of the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Building. At this time, Luo Qiang, with the help of Xu Juan, finally unloaded the thousand-pound burden, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell like rain, and Luo Qiang collapsed on the ground as if he had fallen apart, just gasping for breath. Yes, how can a small bookkeeper, with a weak body and a mere mortal body, withstand such a toss?!

Zhang Wuxie's muscles burst out, his clothes were all soaked with sweat, and he was clinging to his body, and through the thin silk clothes, Zhang Wuxie's strong muscles were completely reflected. At this time, the slanting sun has quietly hung on the West Mountain, and under the illumination of the afterglow, Zhang Wuxie's resolute face is even more handsome. The slender body was illuminated by the oblique sun, casting a long, oblique figure at the bottom of the mountain.

Outside the door, a newly appointed deacon elder, surnamed Dong and a single name with a Wen character, was about 50 years old. His eyes were bright, and his face was even brighter. Seeing the three of them coming up, he first circled around the long broken iron rod three times, and then asked the three, "Whose weapon is this?"

"Mine!" Zhang Wuxian replied very simply.

"Oh!" the deacon elder named Dong Wen sighed softly, and then asked, "This iron rod is clumsy and heavy, and the bottom is broken, and you still use it as a weapon?"

"I just like it very much, so I bought it!" Zhang Wuxian said casually.

"Oh, then you came to me, but what kind of martial arts secret method are you looking for related to this iron rod?"

"Exactly! Elder Lao Dong bothered!"

"What level of martial arts secret method are you looking for?" Dong Wen asked.

"Just the most basic stick method!" Zhang Wuxian replied busily.

"In the most basic martial arts secret method, there are also expensive and cheap, may I ask, how much price do you need?"

"The most basic and cheapest ones will do!" Because Zhang Wuxian already knew that the three of them didn't have many silver tickets left, and it was okay if they didn't even have them.

Zhang Wuxian secretly poked Luo Qiang beside him with his fingers. Luo Qiang understood that this was Zhang Wuxian asking how many silver tickets he had left. Luo Qiang secretly stretched out two fingers from his sleeve.

Zhang Wuxian sighed and said secretly: "There are still two hundred reams left, I hope this most basic and cheapest martial art secret method can be under two hundred reams!"

The old man Dong Wen did not rush to answer Zhang Wuxie's question, but continued to ask: "Seeing that you are holding an iron rod, do you have to choose a book of martial arts about sticks?"

"Exactly!" Zhang Wuxian clenched his fists slightly.

"Come in with me!" Dong Wen opened the door of the vermilion scripture building.

Everyone followed Elder Dong into the first floor of the scripture building, that is, the hall downstairs. The hall is very spacious and bright. There are tiny gaps in the lattices of the windows, and from these tiny gaps a faint layer of daylight shines in, and from time to time a faint mountain breeze comes in. The first floor of the scripture building has the largest and richest collection of books, but the level is the most basic and simple, and the price is also the cheapest. The door plaque on this floor reads four large block letters, 'Fan Pin Library'.

Elder Dong took out a book from a corner bookshelf and handed it to Zhang Wuxie, Zhang Wuxian raised his eyes and saw that there were four big characters on it, 'Dog Stick Method'! Zhang Wuxian asked, "How many reams is this?"

"180!" Elder Dong said with a smile.

"Can it be cheaper? You see that I am a poor scholar and I don't have much money!" Zhang Wuxian cried poorly.

"No! not a penny!" Elder Dong shook his head like a rattle.

"Dog beating stick method! It's a good name!That's it!" Zhang Wuxian gave Luo Qiang a look after speaking. Luo Qiang took out two silver tickets from his arms, Elder Dong took the silver tickets, and asked, "Do you still need to read other books and secret methods?" If you don't read them, oh, I'll look for your money!"

When Luo Qiang came here for the first time, he felt curious and fresh, and he was reluctant to leave immediately, so he hurriedly replied: "Look again, look again! Don't panic!"

Zhang Wuxian was helpless, so he put "Dog Stick Method" into his arms, and when he looked around, Xu Juan's back was already gone. I thought to myself: "This Xu Juan, who has come and gone without a trace, when will I have to find the secret book of light skills to learn, otherwise I really can't keep up with her?"

Luo Qiang's longing and very curious eyes were like a thief dripping back and forth on the long rows of bookshelves of Nuoda. Finally, Luo Qiang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he walked quickly towards a row of bookshelves. Zhang Wuxian's gaze followed Luo Qiang's back.