Considering that he is still only a mortal, this strength is an ant-like existence among the countless Qi Refining Stage Immortal Cultivators in Immortal Yuan City. Shouldn't I buy a book of exercises to cultivate? Now there is a bookstore in Xianyuan City that specializes in selling all kinds of exercises and secrets, and I was overjoyed, so I came to the largest bookstore and went in to inquire.

The guard at the door suddenly stopped Liang Zicheng and shouted: "Mortals stop, this store is only open to immortals."

Liang Zicheng changed several stores in a row, and they all got the same treatment.

"This brother waits. Liang Zicheng was about to return to the inn when a bearded man stopped him

"I don't know what my brother is looking for me"?

"I heard that Brother Tai wants to buy exercises, I have the top exercises in the secular world here, I don't know..." The big man said as he took a book out of his arms,

Looking at the four big characters on the cover, Liang Zicheng couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, if this book costs thousands of taels of gold in the secular world, because I am shy in my pocket, now that Xianmen is about to recruit people, I will definitely not be able to catch up with it once and again, as long as it is thirty taels of gold, this book is yours."

"I don't have much money, if I want fifteen taels of gold, I will ask for it."

Dahan hesitated for a long time before saying, "Okay, I'm going to Xianmen soon, and this is useless, so I'll sell it to you for fifteen taels."

With this complete volume of "Jiuyang Divine Skill" exercises, he returned to the inn. And at a corner not far from the inn, an old Taoist priest was saying to a middle-aged rich businessman: "Manager Zhang, he is the fat sheep."

"Oh, how much gold".

"The gold is only more than forty taels, but he has Zhang Daxia's cheats."

"Zhang Daxia is just a martial artist in the secular world, how much can his cheats be sold for."

"The chief manager doesn't know, although Zhang Daxia is a martial artist in the secular world, his Jiuyang Divine Skill can be sold for thousands of taels of gold."

"But he lives in the Jinlong Inn, and there are immortals guarding him day and night, and it is difficult to get rid of the patrol guards on the street during the day!" said the rich merchant with a look of embarrassment

"Don't worry, Xianyuan City is only open to mortals for half a month, I don't think that kid can be seen by immortals, let alone worship in Xianmen, so the manager only needs to send a small servant to keep an eye on it day and night, as long as one of them is driven out of the city by the guards, the manager will not be at that time..."

"Yes, yes, if I can get these thousands of taels, you will not be able to benefit from it.

"Thank you, Steward."

Back in the room, Liang Zicheng took out the Jiuyang Divine Skill and opened it. He is strong by him, and the breeze blows on the hills. He is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river. He is cruel to himself, he is evil, and I am full of anger.

Liang Zicheng shook his head, these words were really difficult for him to understand, but he still sat cross-legged and tried to practice Jiuyang Shengong, in the small inn, after practicing for more than an hour, Liang Zicheng was leg numbness and low back pain, and he couldn't feel the internal qi mentioned by Shengong at all.

"Either my qualifications are too poor, or I'm not suitable for martial arts, or this exercise is fake."

"How can I have poor qualifications, the exercises must be fake, and I was cheated by that big man for fifteen taels of gold, I must be careful next time." Liang Zicheng threw the exercises into his backpack with a painful face.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Liang Zicheng, who was in the rental house, carefully took out a business card hidden under the pillow and broadcast it to the number on it.

"Hey, hello?" a nice voice came over the phone

"Hello, hello, classmate Jiang".

"Oh! who are you"?

"I'm your classmate, Liang Zicheng, we met two days ago."

was originally full of interest, but when the phone was dialed, Jiang Lijuan didn't know herself. Liang Zicheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said: It's such a classmate Jiang, I want to ask you if you know the master of copying when you opened an art exhibition."

"What's the matter with you looking for a copying master"?

"My dad's birthday is coming up soon, and I want to send him a painting."

"Biliu Community, Unit 4, Room 108, Mr. Zhou Mohai is the best copying master in H City, but he charges very expensive."

"Thank you, classmate Jiang, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"You're welcome, you don't have to eat." If nothing else, I'll hang up. ”

"Toot toot!"

"Toot toot!"

Although Liang Zicheng still has a lot to say, Jiang Lijuan's phone has already hung up, and a busy voice came over the phone. Liang Zicheng sighed slightly, she didn't take herself to see Zhou Mohai, it seemed that she and her were just ordinary classmates.

Liang Zicheng thought about it, then turned around and went to the supermarket to buy two high-end swallows. Take these things, if Zhou Mohai likes it. Just give it to him, so far. It's easy to do things.

Liang Zicheng took a taxi, and it took about an hour. The taxi stopped in front of a neighborhood. The neighborhood is very classical, and there are two security guards guarding it in front of the gate of the community.

Liang Zicheng got out of the taxi, tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the Biliu community.

"Someone, stop. ”

As soon as Liang Zicheng walked to the door, a security guard walked out and stopped Liang Zicheng.

The security guard looked at Liang Zicheng, and seeing that Liang Zicheng did not look like a rich man, he then asked:

"What for?"

"I looked for Zhou Mohai and wanted him to help me copy a painting"

"Oh, wait for me to call."

After a while, the security guard said, "Come with me, I'll take you to see Old Man Zhou."

Liang Zicheng slowly followed behind the security guard and gave him a middle finger. The security guards didn't notice anything behind and went straight to a pavilion. And in the pavilion, an old man with gray hair was writing calligraphy there.

A one-meter-long piece of rice paper was placed in front of him, and a big heart character was written on it, which was particularly vigorous and powerful, timeless and profound.

"Old Zhou, someone outside wants to ask you to copy the painting"

Zhou Mohai looked at the kid who suddenly appeared in a daze, and it took a long time before he said: En

"You are?"

Zhou Mohai usually likes to be quiet, he likes to write, write, draw and paint, but now someone suddenly breaks in and disturbs his habits, he will definitely be unhappy.

Liang Zicheng hurriedly took out a cigarette in his hand and placed it in front of Zhou Mohai before saying: "I heard that Zhou Lao has excellent painting skills, and I want to ask Zhou Lao to help me copy a painting."

"Show me the original drawing."

"Here". Liang Zicheng immediately took out the photo in his mobile phone and showed it to Zhou Lao.

"Generally, I only charge 100,000 yuan, but the portrait in the mobile phone is small, which brings great inconvenience to copying, and I want 200,000 yuan."

"Yes, but I have a few requests." Liang Zicheng nodded immediately

"Please speak".

"One, this painting is 80 centimeters long and 40 centimeters wide, and this painting is to be painted on bronze rice paper." Second, the three words of Heavenly Sword Gate must be printed with a black seal here. Third, there are 100 small characters here, which must be the same size as in the painting, and all at the feet of the crane." After Liang Zicheng finished speaking, he handed over the paper with a hundred words written on it to Zhou Lao.

Zhou Mohai took the note and looked at it, and said after a while: "Yes, leave the mobile phone, deposit 20,000 yuan, and get it in three days."