After a long time, Lin Mang slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a brilliant sword aura in his eyes.

The surrounding pure steel floor seemed to be crushed by the invisible knife qi, and there was a "snort" sound, leaving a shallow knife mark.

As soon as Lin Mang opened his eyes, he found that the old man on the bed was staring at him intently at the moment.

There was shock, curiosity, and a hint of ...... in his eyes Fearful.

"Senpai?"

Lin Mang shouted tentatively.

The old man smiled wryly and said in disbelief: "Little friend is talented...... Amazing! ”

This magic sword book has been placed here for decades, and I don't know how many people want to practice, but if they try it a little, their minds will be confused.

Even the Shaolin monks who have attained the Tao also avoid this knife method.

Staying here is entirely because this knife technique is too rare, and it is a pity to destroy it.

Unexpectedly, today he would see a freak.

Not only did he enter the country instantly, but he also used this to comprehend the magic knife intent.

Weird!

The so-called meaning, in the eyes of the warriors of the rivers and lakes, is a unique realm and a potential.

Those who have been in the top position for a long time have a kind of potential.

The so-called potential is an external manifestation of the mind.

It is a kind of self-only, idealistic, and instrument-only realm.

The sword has sword intent, the knife has sword intent, and the fist has fist intent, and countless high-rollers may not be able to comprehend the "meaning" in their lives.

Even, many people have practiced swords all their lives, and they don't know what the sword intent is.

It's just that......

The old man sighed lightly, looking at Lin Mang's flying fish suit, his heart became more and more helpless.

With such a heavenly posture, if you can cultivate quietly, you will become a giant in the rivers and lakes, and maybe you will be able to step into the realm of heaven and man.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

A lackey of the court......

Lin Mang's expression was strange, and this old-timer felt weird.

What is the inexplicable sigh and sigh?

Happily putting down the magic knife in his hand, Lin Mang walked towards the light skill area on the side.

For a long time, he has lacked a superior light martial arts, and has relied more on the body of Baguazhang and black feet.

But even if the martial art of "Black Foot" broke through the realm of Great Perfection and had its own comprehension, it still couldn't change the fact that it was of low grade.

Under normal circumstances, it is enough to fight against the enemy, but I am afraid that if I meet someone who is good at light skills, I will not even be able to catch up with him when the time comes.

After flipping through several light martial arts books one after another, Lin Mang's eyes lit up.

"Wudang Tiyun Zong?"

"Wudang Tiyun Zong", on the fourth grade.

In terms of just one light skill, it is extremely extraordinary to be able to reach this level.

On the rivers and lakes, it is rare to be able to call a name.

He had just flipped through the sword technique, and there were very few people here who could rank among the three grades.

Lin Mang sighed in his heart.

This is the real one who has his back against the big tree to enjoy the shade, those Jianghu sects, and the big families are fighting for a secret book of exercises.

And for the imperial court, as long as I look at it, it will be mine.

I probably flipped it over, and said secretly: "Fortunately, I don't really need to step on the right foot with my left foot." ”

Stepping on the right foot with the left foot is just a means of borrowing strength, after all, it is just light work, not real flying.

Lin Mang smiled and said silently: "Cultivation!" ”

[Power -1000]

【Wudang Tiyun Vertical Entry】

Not far away, the old man saw Lin Mang put down the secret book in his hand, and wondered: "Why, Wudang's Tiyun can't even look down on it?" This is a good light skill. ”

"I dare say that there aren't many good feats in the entire vault."

Lin Mang shook his head calmly and said, "It's a very good light skill, but I've learned it, so there's no need to watch it again." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment.

After shaking his head, he quickly came to his senses, and almost forgot that this kid could even comprehend the magic knife.

I felt sorry again in my heart.

Tyrannical creatures!

Lin Mang glanced around and asked, "Senior, is there a free sect martial arts here?" ”

"The ...... of the Loose Sect" The old man pondered for a moment, pointed to the left rear, and said, "There should be there." ”

"However, there are very few martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect here, that is, there are not many in the entire secret vault, and most of their martial arts require special mental techniques."

Lin Mang hurriedly walked over.

I flipped through several books one after another, and finally found what I was looking for in a brocade box.

"Life and Death Talisman!" Lin Mang's face was happy.

The old man pretended to pass by casually, glanced at it, and quickly retracted his gaze, "This thing you see is quite evil and vicious, but it requires the internal strength of the Carefree Sect, and it is completely useless." ”

The martial arts are okay, but the internal strength and mental methods are the core of the major sects, and it is not so easy to obtain.

Lin Mang bowed slightly, threw it back casually, and said with a look of pity: "I heard that the Xiaoyao Sect has a peerless school, the Northern Spiritual Skill, but there is no one here." ”

The old man looked at him strangely, and walked to the bed with his hands behind his back.

With such miraculous skills, Lao Tzu still needs to stay in this ghost place?

He came here to guard, and in exchange for benefits, he could observe the martial arts here.

If it weren't for that, there really weren't many people willing to come and sit in this cold place.

Looking at the old man turning to leave, Lin Mang smiled brightly.

After saying a word to the old man, he turned and left the vault.

Although he also wanted to stay and take a look, there were too few people who had been cut recently.

……

Night

Jiaozhong Fang, Pingkang Building.

In the box in the building, a group of people gathered together, looking at the graceful exotic dancing girl below.

At the top of the seat, there was a slightly bloated figure, nearly two meters tall, which stood out among the crowd.

This person is the 600th household, and the general flag is thundering.

As for the surroundings, there was a tall figure sitting on him, except for the four small flags under him, who were his henchmen.

Lei Ming took a sip of the wine glass and joked happily: "I don't know what our newly appointed Lord Baihu is doing at the moment?" ”

A small flag next to him said with a smile: "I guess I'm dealing with official business." ”

"Haha!"

For a while, everyone in the audience laughed.

Lei Ming said sharply: "That kid really doesn't know the height of the sky, dare to provoke Lord Zhao, he won't want to stay in the West Courtyard in the future." ”

A small flag next to him hesitated and said: "My lord, I heard that that guy competed with Zhou Baihu, and he even killed him in the courtyard in front of the Lord Qianhu, in case he ......"

Lei Ming directly raised his hand to interrupt and sneered: "Remember, our boss is only Master Li. ”

"Don't forget, that lord is the son of Marquis Wu Qing, follow him, and we will have a better future in the future."

"That Lin Mang is just a mortal man, do you want our brother to serve him?"

"If you want to blame, you can only blame him for his bad life!"

Lei Ming snorted coldly, put down the wine glass heavily, and said coldly: "Don't forget what I told you, let your people be smart, and offend Wu Qinghou, you also know what the end will be." ”

Everyone responded one after another, and then pushed the cup and changed the lamp.

During the banquet, there were slanders and abuses from time to time.