The night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Yun found Lin Protector and once again asked him to learn martial arts.

The martial art of the bear fighter is too clumsy, with only simple chopping movements, and there are great deficiencies in changing moves.

Demacia's power has only reached the first level now, and it is also a clumsy slashing move.

Lin Protector's Cloud Sword Thirteen Styles are different, the thirteen moves are stronger than the other, connected together, like clouds, overwhelming, if you can master it, it will definitely be a great help to the combat power.

Knowing that Qi Yun was going to learn martial arts from himself, Lin Protector was obviously a little confused.

In his opinion, Qi Yun's strength is so strong now, it is obvious that there is a master behind him who is teaching, and he doesn't understand why he has to learn from himself.

However, Lin Protector didn't ask much, Qi Yun wanted to learn, so he taught it without reservation.

The effect of the sudden increase in spiritual power appeared again, and Lin Protector only practiced it twice, and Qi Yun saw almost it.

In the past, he forgot what he had learned, and he couldn't keep up with the action at all.

Now he only felt that his brain was like a camera, dismantling all the essentials of Lin Protector's movements, and in less than a day, he had completely mastered the Cloud Sword Thirteen Styles and the Tengyun Footwork, both of which were displayed on his panel.

This kind of talent made Lin Protector almost stare out of his eyes.

He remembered that when he taught Qi Yun more than half a month ago, at that time, Qi Yun didn't know anything, he couldn't play a single move, and after holding on for a few days, he gave up.

But now that he has mastered the thirteen styles of the cloud sword and the tengyun footwork in one day, what is the situation?

After dinner, Qi Yun didn't waste time, but asked Ah Da to continue to accompany him to temper.

In this strange world, there are too many strange existences, and he can't let his guard down at any time, and he doesn't know whether the curse has been solved or not.

What if it doesn't solve it and it gets stronger?

The night was spent slowly under the nervousness of everyone.

To everyone's relief, the ghost cry was gone.

Even Qi Yun's face softened slightly.

In order to prevent the ghost cry from appearing again, he didn't sleep all night, but he was still not sleepy at all.

Early in the morning, after breakfast, he called Junko over again.

During the day yesterday, Shunzi had already purchased all the old ginseng in the city, more than 400 years old, a total of more than 100 plants.

"Junko, you go to the city again today and buy the dark iron for me at a high price, if there is a ready-made dark iron weapon, it is the best. ”

Qi Yun said.

"Darksteel?"

Shunzi was stunned for a moment and said: "Second master, I know a blacksmith shopkeeper, he really seems to have a dark iron weapon there, but it is too heavy and expensive, so no one has touched it for a long time." ”

"Oh, which store?"

Qi Yun was interested.

"Zhao Ji in the west of the city. ”

"Let's go, take me around. ”

Qi Yun said.

The two of them left the room, Ah Da was going to follow, but was left behind by Qi Yun, the two rode on the fierce horses, and half an hour later, they came to a huge blacksmith shop in the west of the city.

Although the Qinglong Gang is the largest gang in Pingyang City, most of the businesses involved are profiteering industries or businessless transactions, and they really have never intersected with blacksmith shops.

"Second master, the owner of this shop has something to do with me, but I can't hide it, it's a distant relative of mine. ”

Junko laughed.

The two tied their horses and entered the shop.

In the whole shop, more than a dozen stoves were burning, the sound of striking iron was loud, and on the wall on one side, hung a freshly baked weapon, with a sharp cold light.

What knives, guns, sticks, axes, hooks and forks, everything.

The shopkeeper was a rough man, about forty years old, shirtless, tanned, after seeing people coming, he immediately walked over, glanced at Shunzi, and said, "Why did you kid come to Lao Tzu?"

"Seventh Uncle and Grandpa, didn't this bring you a big business? This is the second leader of our Qinglong Gang, and we came here today to buy your Xuantie weapon. ”

Junko laughed.

"The second leader of the Blue Dragon Gang?"

The shopkeeper's face was shocked, he looked at Qi Yun, glanced at him, and hesitated, "Do you really want to buy that weapon?"

"I heard Junko say, you have a black iron weapon here, I don't know what kind of weapon it is?"

Qi Yun asked calmly.

"That's an iron rod, the weight is not light, about three hundred and eighty pounds, have you figured it out?"

The shopkeeper said.

"Three hundred and eighty pounds?"

Qi Yun became even more interested.

It was the first time he had heard of such a heavy weapon, and he said, "Take me to see it." ”

"Okay, come with me. ”

The shopkeeper put down the hammer and led Qi Yun into a warehouse in the backyard, which was full of all kinds of weapons.

In the deepest place, a black iron rod more than a meter long stood silently here, covered with a layer of dust, and no one had touched it.

The shape of the iron rod is peculiar, the position of the handle is about the same size as the human wrist, and then it begins to slowly thicken upward, and when it reaches the front end, it is already the thickness of the bowl mouth, and there are copper dots on it, which looks similar to a mace, and you can feel the heavy power of the iron rod at a glance.

"The second master, this is it. ”

The shopkeeper said.

Qi Yun glanced at it and nodded slightly, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

If you use this iron rod to hammer demons and ghosts, it will inevitably be devastating and decaying, and it will be like a bamboo.

He grabbed it and lifted it hard, and the whole iron rod was lifted by him on the spot, and began to wave, whirring, the wind howled, and layers of wind and waves came out, and the crushing person was almost out of breath.

The shopkeeper and the straight couldn't help but go backwards again and again.

The shopkeeper's frightened eyes were about to fall.

This weapon has been passed down from his grandfather's generation to the present, and I don't know how many heroes have come to watch it, but no one can mention it, and he is going to continue to pass it on to his son.

But now he was directly picked up by the second leader of the Qinglong Gang.

This is simply the reincarnation of a god-man.

Junko looked at the shopkeeper with a smug face, revealing pride.

What is this, their second master can even hack demons to death, just a weapon is a hair?

Qi Yun waved for a moment and stopped.

"It's not bad, count the money. ”

"It's... This gives... Three thousand taels, okay?"

The shopkeeper was a little apprehensive.

With such a high price, he was really worried that Qi Yun would chop him, but this is Xuantie, if it is melted and the weapon is recast, at least a dozen mouths can be cast, and then it will be more than three thousand taels?

So to ask for this price, in fact, it is not expensive at all, and it is a loss.

Qi Yun frowned, glanced at the shopkeeper, and said, "Shunzi, give him five thousand taels." ”

Anyway, he is also a distant relative of Shunzi, this is cheap, he doesn't want to take advantage of it.

Shunzi nodded, counted five silver tickets and handed them to the shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "Seventh uncle and grandfather, I didn't cheat you this time, right? If this weapon weren't for me, I'm afraid it would have to be passed on to your grandson's generation." ”

The shopkeeper took the silver ticket, and the happy one hurriedly smiled.

Qi Yun carried the iron rod and strode out.

He had just stepped onto the fierce horse when the fierce horse neighed, and the horse's hooves bent, and he almost fell.

Qi Yun hurriedly dismounted, his brows furrowed.

I didn't expect the weapon to be too heavy for the horses to stand it.

"Second master, why don't I go back and let someone drive the carriage. ”

Junko hesitated.

"No, it's a little bit of a walk. ”

Qi Yun smiled and walked towards the Blue Dragon Gang.

Junko led the two horses and hurriedly followed.

Not far out of the alley, there is a wide street, flanked by inns and pubs, extremely prosperous.

On the third floor of a tavern, several strange-looking people were sitting and eating.

Suddenly, they frowned, and at the same time, they looked down the window with a soft sigh.