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As he approached, the book of the Finger Annihilation Technique fell from the ancient mirror to the ground, and Chang'an burst into tears of excitement, and immediately grabbed the copied book and hid it in his arms.

After putting the original Silent Finger book back into the distance, he leaned against the bookshelf as if he had gone limp, loosened his legs and feet, and inhaled heavily.

Thinking back to the brief scene just now, Chang'an still has palpitations and can feel his heart beating wildly.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Chang'an controlled his breathing and gradually calmed down.

Although there was a little accident in this, the joy was greater than the fear, and it was also clear that the replication of the ancient mirror was not infinite, and it still needed cultivation and a lot of spiritual power as support.

After a while, he felt the sharp pain of the pinprick in his head gradually disappearing, and Chang'an couldn't help but move his eyes to the jade plate.

At this moment, there is not much left of the aura of the jade plate, and I am afraid that it will soon dry up, and then I will have to leave.

Thinking that there was still some time left, Chang An scratched his ears and cheeks, and after struggling and hesitating, his bright black eyes shone brightly, and he swept the last two bookshelves that he had not had time to read.

Rubbing his hands, feeling that his body temperature had recovered, Chang An got up, walked to the last two bookshelves, and used the little time left to browse.

In Chang'an's opinion, it should be a good spell, and it can be regarded as a killer move, after all, it is necessary to be low-key, and it is best not to use it, so he still needs a relatively ordinary looking spell to support the scene, and it is best to be able to scare people.

When he walked to the last shelf, Chang'an's eyes were immediately attracted by a small blue book.

When he held it in his hand, the three words of water swordsmanship the size of a bean made a picture appear in Chang'an's mind again.

Scanning the other books on the shelf, after thinking about it, Chang An couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose and decided: "This is it, although it is ordinary, but at least it can support the scene, water swordsmanship, it sounds like it should be an attack technique that can condense water to make a sword, it is arrogant enough, this is it." ”

Chang'an, who thought of it, stretched out his head again and looked at the fourth floor of the Shuge where there were already two people left, and without hesitation, he immediately took out a yuan Qingyang Pill from his shirt and ate it.

After experiencing the scene just now, Chang'an had already prepared in his heart, and under the condition of the one-yuan Qingyang Dan entering his abdomen and exuding a lot of pure aura, he directly summoned the ancient mirror, squatted down, and shone towards the water swordsmanship book in his hand, and at the same time, silently recited the word "copy" in his heart.

In an instant, the spiritual power that poured out of the gate immediately rushed to the ancient mirror along the right arm, and under the continuous overflow of spiritual power from the One Yuan Qingyang Pill, it just made up for the little spiritual power left in the Dantian territorial waters, and even the stinging headache did not appear.

For dozens of breaths, the ancient mirror trembled slightly, and the copied water swordsmanship book immediately appeared from the mirror surface of the ancient mirror, and was grabbed by Chang'an in his hand and hidden in the placket.

After looking at the time, he felt that it was almost the same, so he immediately recalled the ancient mirror, put the water swordsmanship into its original place, pulled the somewhat wrinkled clothes and pants, and looked overjoyed, nodded in a daze, and walked towards the stairs of the art pavilion.

Leaving the door of the North Art Pavilion, Chang'an put the jade plaque into the sculpture mouth at the door, and then full of joy, he swaggered out of the Art Pavilion and walked towards the rest house.

After passing through the miscellaneous division and the martial arts hall, he came to Chang'an in the corner of the rest house, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he immediately jumped over the wall and came to the house.

Overjoyed, he closed the door, sat on the bed, and took out the water sword technique and the spell of destroying the finger.

But the look of excitement was not long on his face when it was replaced by disappointment and despair.

"Water swordsmanship, I think it's saliva..."

Gritting his teeth and looking at the spell he had wasted in exchange for a one-yuan Qingyang Pill, Chang'an's face was like ashes, and he shook his head and sighed.

However, what he didn't expect was that the water sword technique, which he thought was a technique of condensing water into a sword to attack, was actually performed with saliva.

It is not the sea water, the river water, or the lake water that condenses, but the saliva, which forms a small sword and launches an attack, doesn't this make him spit on people when he fights.

If you want to enter the Technique Pavilion again, you need twenty spirit stones, and to become an inner disciple, you need to gather three layers of spirits, doesn't this cut off his back road.

Thinking of this, Chang'an couldn't help but sigh at the sky, feeling deeply lost and wanting to cry without tears, regretting that he didn't see the introduction of water swordsmanship and copied it with a one-yuan Qingyang Dan.

"Forget it, there are many skills and no pressure, something is better than nothing, I learned. ”

After a battle between heaven and man, Chang'an accepted his fate, picked up the water swordsmanship again, and remembered the essentials of the water swordsmanship, and began to evolve in his mind.

When his head became a little stuffy, Chang'an ended the contact, shook his head and opened his eyes, just in time to see the gradually dark sky outside the window.

Touching his hungry belly, Chang'an took out a Bigu Dan from a small bag and ate it, then walked to the water tank, took the scoop to drink, and just put down the scoop, he was suddenly startled by a burst of excited laughter.

"Hahaha, that hand is really soft and smooth... Hahaha..."

Qi Baifei pushed the door in, just saw Chang'an's stunned look, he was slightly stunned, his raised right foot had not yet fallen, and his obscene smile was immediately replaced by a bitter and hateful appearance.

"Chang'an, are you coming back so early today?"

Chang'an was startled, like a thief, he ran to the bed, pretending to tidy up, seeing that Qi Baifei didn't notice this, he hurriedly covered the book of water swordsmanship and the Soul Annihilation Finger with a quilt, not that Chang'an didn't trust Qi Baifei, he was afraid that Qi Baifei would see it, and he had to ask questions and then explain everything.

Chang'an, who was secretly relieved, smiled: "I touched the little hand of the girl, I see how excited you are." ”

As soon as Chang'an's words fell, Qi Baifei jumped up directly from the bed like a fried rabbit, and couldn't help screaming.

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can I, Qi Baifei, be such a shameless villain of such a thin and ignorant woman, you don't want to smear me. ”

Chang An squinted his eyes, glanced meaningfully at Qi Baifei, who was a decent gentleman, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

When Qi Baifei ate the water of the Bigu Dan River, Chang'an put the two spells into his clothes, and then said, "Then you go to sleep first, and I'll come back later." ”

Chang'an didn't expect that this ordinary could not be ordinary, which immediately aroused Qi Baifei's excited look.

I saw him stretching out his fingers, as if he had discovered some big secret, tilting his head, and said proudly: "Look at you, I know that you and Ruoyu's girl have a leg." ”

"What are you thinking, I'm out to see the scenery. ”

"Then I'm going too..."

Chang An reluctantly took out a candy from his placket and threw it over, under Qi Baifei's cheerful promise of confidentiality, Chang An shook his head helplessly, ignoring it, he felt that there must be something wrong with Qi Baifei's brain.

By the moonlight, Chang'an climbed over the wall, just raised his head on the ground, and the black shadow in front of him directly frightened Chang'an to ashes, and the cold air instantly swept the whole body.