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Chapter 36 The Great Fighting Technique

The manor is not small, and there is an endless stream of monks coming to the black market. There are occasional quarrels and bickering, but no one dares to start a fight here. It is said that there are masters of the third level of Qi Transformation Realm sitting in charge, and some troublemakers have suffered a terrible end.

Xu Yuanchang followed the opened road and made many twists and turns.

There were all kinds of magic weapons everywhere on the street stalls, but he couldn't tell the good from the bad. He was short of money and couldn't afford to buy them.

It was getting late, so I found the place where Brother Yin and his two brothers had set up a stall, packed their things, and the three of them left the manor and used their lightening skills to rush back to Qingping City. There were many monks on the road, in small groups.

Every time the black market is open for three days, many monks come from afar and stay overnight at the manor to avoid the trouble of going to the city.

Today, additional monks from Baijisi were dispatched at the gate of the city. When they saw this group of masked men, who looked like they were returning from a robbery, they checked their identity tags one by one.

On the occasion of parting, Yin Quan solemnly told: "Junior brother, it is difficult for casual cultivators to live, and some people don't see others living well. You need to be careful in everything."

He and Lan Ying'er will live in seclusion for a period of time, and while they are doing their best, the danger will not allow them to be disturbed.

Xu Yuanchang clasped his fists and greeted each other until no one could be seen.

He didn't ask Senior Brother Yin whether he was going to the countryside or hiding in the city.

All living beings suffer on the road of spiritual practice, and everyone is safe on the long road.

Returning to the inn, he picked up the bamboo box and the baggage. Xu Yuanchang walked through the alleys and disappeared into the dusk. Before the curfew, he went around to the north of the city not far from the Taoist Palace, found an inn and rented a small courtyard to stay. .

There is a courtyard so that he can practice the great fighting technique.

He lit the lamp and ate a roast chicken he bought on the way and some sesame oil pancakes.

Washing his hands, he flipped through the scraps of the book, going through it carefully from beginning to end. He also found the class notes he had made, compared them with the key points of the Gangbu debate between Yi Yun and the others, studied them carefully, and walked slowly in the yard.

First, familiarize yourself with the basic steps in the residual book, and then find an opportunity tomorrow to ask Yi Yun and others for advice on how to get started.

Half an hour later, after finishing the Gang Step practice, I laid out the newly bought ephedra jade talisman paper and carefully drew three phantom-breaking talismans. Once one was completed, I stopped.

His mana is already squandered enough, and drawing too much will easily lead to mental exhaustion.

The success rate of the broken magic talisman is slightly lower. I can sell three spirit coins for one piece. Last time I ran out of twenty talisman papers. I went to Xianyuyuan shop a few days ago to sell six completed talismans and got two more spirit coins. , I gathered together twenty spiritual coins and bought a detoxifying Baiji Dan to put on my body, so that I would be prepared.

He meditated for half an hour, exhaled and adjusted his breath, and then practiced the knife-throwing technique that he currently relied on to save his life.

The light of the knife flashed across the air, and there were endless chirps in the air. Occasionally, the light of the knife separated into two cold lights in different directions. He looked focused. From time to time, flying knives hit the thick wooden pile he was looking for for his man, and passed through each other. , shooting into the second stake.

He was not using his full strength, otherwise the stake would have exploded.

I have immersed myself in understanding the combination of blind eye skills and flying knife skills. In the past few days, I almost found the balance that changes on the fly twice. It is estimated that the next breakthrough is not far away.

There was only one flying knife left in the air, it was thin and small, hovering around him.

Occasionally, he stretched out two fingers, hit the handle of the knife accurately, and then shot out the flying knife.

To practice flying knives, practice your eyes first. This was what Master Ding had told him when he was teaching him.

As a monk, he has outstanding eyesight. As his cultivation level increases, his perception becomes sharper, eliminating many obstacles in practicing flying knives.

His skills are close to the Tao. His flying knife skills are still far from the "Tao", but he has also learned a lot.

I don't know how much time passed, but the sword light he knocked out again suddenly turned into three in the air, and an extra one appeared out of thin air.

After a moment of concentration, "Cang", the flying knife hit the wooden pile and fell to the ground.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his phantom blinding method had improved again.

He pulled out all the flying knives stuck on the wooden stakes one by one. Some were thick, some were thin, some were heavy, some were light. He was thinking about selling the drawn talismans next time and ordering three real magic weapons, flying knives.

I guess a lot of spiritual coins are needed?

Feeling the poverty, Xu Yuanchang's smile gradually disappeared.

He took out a green vial, expressionless, and slowly quenched the poison on several flying knives. When he arrived at Liuyuntai the next day, there were a lot fewer Taoist priests gathered in the lecture hall. Yi Yun greeted him, "Yuan Zhang, you didn't go to the black market to have a look. They went to Shutang yesterday and said that things are cheap in the black market."

He Shutang said: "It's a pity that there are not many materials that are eye-catching, and there are too many fake and inferior goods."

Yan Yuhan, who came in from behind, interrupted: "Brother, you have so many eyes, so busy looking for the masked fairy, how can you have time to look at things on the ground?"

Several others were laughing and joking, making fun of He Shutang, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The lecture hall was full of vigorous young men. It was strange that not a single Kun Dao student came this year.

Xu Yuanchang put down the bamboo box and said with a smile: "I also went to the black market yesterday. I didn't meet Brother He and Brother Yan. I bought some cheap talismans and selected a few books."

Yi Yun's eyes moved slightly and he asked with a smile: "Yuan Chang, do you know how to make talismans? Do you have the finished product for us to see?"

Techniques such as making talismans, refining alchemy, and refining weapons are very expensive in the early stage, and casual cultivators rarely have the financial resources to support them.

Even if you can draw low-quality talismans, the success rate is disastrous and you can't make ends meet.

Xu Yuanchang said a few humble words, opened the bamboo box, took out the broken book and put it aside. He took out the broken magic talisman he drew last night and handed it to Yi Yun who came over, asking Yi Yun for advice.

He Shutang, who was following, saw the old fragments on the table at a glance and said with a smile: "I read this fragment of the 'Da Kao Luo Dou Shu' yesterday. Yuan Chang, you have a good eye. You can buy it from the black market." The secret method to find the real thing, not an old fake. How many spirit coins did you get?"

Xu Yuanchang said with a smile: "Hearing what Brother He said, I felt relieved. I was afraid that I would buy a fake, so I spent a lot of money and cut it down to thirty to buy it."

"You made a profit. I casually asked the price, and the stall owner offered a hundred and fifty. I told him that the maximum price was eighty, and he chased me and shouted that it was a deal. I ignored him and walked away."

He Shutang looked at the book.

Several other people made fun of him, such as "if you don't buy after bargaining, you are immoral" and "you almost got slaughtered as a fat sheep", etc. He Shutang was kind-hearted, never argued with him, and could afford to make jokes.

Yi Yun returned the Illusion-Breaking Talisman to Xu Yuanchang and praised it with a few clichés: "It's charming and of high quality."

He couldn't understand how the humble cultivator in front of him could draw such a talisman. His talent for making talismans was not bad, but he was not recruited by the cultivators?
Or work for the Cultivation Family?

Shouldn’t Daozhang Zhang value the opponent’s talent for drawing talismans?

Xu Yuanchang said a few polite words and took the opportunity to ask He Shutang for advice on the practice of Dahuoluo Dou Shu.

If he buys the scraps, it does not count as stealing from his master, and it does not violate any taboo.

The carefree He Shutang did not shirk. He demonstrated the basic three-step, nine-step, and twelve-step footwork twice against the book, pointing out in turn the direction of the steps, the symbolic meaning, and the power of the steps.

Later, he started a new round of infighting debate with everyone about whether the Great Opening Fighting Technique can restrain ghosts and gods.

Xu Yuanchang quickly took back the scraps that He Shutang wielded as props. The scraps visible to the naked eye made his heart skip a beat, but he still put them in the bamboo box for safety.

He immediately took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and wrote down the key points that He Shutang had just pointed out on the paper one by one.

In the next few days, he learned the basic Gang Bu of Da Kao Luo Dou Shu, and consulted He Shutang and Yi Yun several times. He gained a first glimpse of how to master the Gang Bu, and gained another life-saving method.

The ninth day of September is the Double Ninth Festival.

When school was over at noon, He Shutang stopped him and told him that there was a party in the evening and asked him to come out and have fun together.

In the afternoon, he practiced kung fu at his residence in the guest house. Seeing that the sun was getting low, Xu Yuanchang washed and combed for a while, then went out and walked through the alleys until he reached the tallest "Wangxian Tower" in the city.

Wangxian Tower has seven floors. The waiter led him up to the third floor and opened the door. Yi Yun and He Shutang arrived more than a quarter of an hour early. They all sat upright, with serious smiles on their faces and spoke softly.

It turned out that four scholars were invited to spend the festival together.

Among them were two beautiful female scholars wearing colorful sleeves and Confucian robes. No wonder they were all pretending to be polite.

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(End of this chapter)