Fantasy: Please don’t rob me of my chance

The purple light of chance on this miscellaneous servant’s body was a little richer than the last time Gu Xuan met a humble young man in Fang City.

“Purple-level chance represents at least earth-level treasures or exercises, last purple-level chance allowed me to get “Gengjin Gang Qi”, what can I bring this time?”

Gu Xuan pressed down his inner expectations and said to the miscellaneous servants: “Who are you?” What to do now? ”

The miscellaneous servants replied honestly: “The villain Zhang Hu is a miscellaneous servant of the Prison Peak. Just now, the guard received news that a prisoner had died in the ground step cell, so I should hurry over now to collect the body. ”

Gu Xuan nodded and said lightly: “You go back first, I’ll go over and take a look, and I’ll collect the body later.” ”

“This…”

Zhang Hu was a little embarrassed when he heard Gu Xuan’s words, but the guard next to him glared at him and scolded, “Didn’t you hear Lord Gu’s words?!” Don’t roll yet! ”

“Yes, yes..”

Zhang Hu left in a hurry.

After waiting for Zhang Hu to retreat, Gu Xuan opened the guard who had been following him, and then followed the chance line extending from Zhang Hu’s body all the way.

As Zhang Hu said, the direction of the connection of the chance line went deep into the prison peak, all the way to the ground cell.

It was the first time Gu Xuan had come to the ground cell.

The number of cells here is much smaller than that of the human and Xuan steps, but each cell is made of Xuan iron steel, and there are special formation prohibitions engraved on it, which are unbreakable.

And the purple chance line that Gu Xuan was pursuing extended from a cell.

Gu Xuan quickly walked over and saw that the cell door was open, and a figure was lying straight on the ground.

It was a dry old man, so thin that he was almost not human, his eyes were round and his face was hideous, and he had been dead for a long time.

It can be seen that someone has come to check before and confirm that the old man is dead, and only then will Zhang Hu be notified to come and collect the body.

Gu Xuan saw that the last landing point of the purple chance line turned out to be the old man’s mouth.

He crouched down, pried open the old man’s mouth with his sabre, examined it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The old man had a tattered strip of cloth in his mouth, and there seemed to be faint handwriting on the strip.

This is the opportunity that Gu Xuan wants to find!

Gu Xuan quickly took out the cloth strip, opened it to check, and saw a large number of small words densely written on the cloth strip with blood.

For the first few small words, Gu Xuan’s body shook slightly.

“Secret Technique. Knife pulling general outline. ”

This turned out to be a secret technique!

Secret techniques are a kind of martial arts, but they are far more precious than ordinary martial arts.

There are many types of secret techniques, and the effects are varied.

Some can change a person’s appearance and body shape, and some can make people burst out several times more than ordinary combat power in a short period of time….

Previously, in the territory of Xiaohan, Ke Xuanyue of the Beixue Sect tried to deceive his search, using secret techniques.

This secret technique. The general outline of the sword drawing style seems to be a secret skill of the combat class from the name.

Gu Xuan continued to look.

As he read deeper, the light in his eyes became more and more prosperous.

“What a ghostly idea!”

Gu Xuan couldn’t help but sigh when he looked at the entire strip of cloth.

This sword-pulling general outline teaches how to store the warrior’s qi, gods, and flesh in one sword and burst out in an instant.

Qi refers to the inner strength and yuan power of the warrior, God refers to the spirit of the warrior, including the artistic conception of martial arts, and flesh is the physical strength.

The power of the three is integrated into one knife, and each knife is truly exerted with all its strength, and the power can be imagined.

According to the description on the cloth strip, if you can cultivate this secret technique.

It can burst out ten times or even dozens of times the strength of ordinary martial artists in an instant.

One knife is worth a hundred knives.

The Houtian Realm can easily kill the innate, the innate realm can kill the spirit sea at will, the spirit sea realm can slaughter Xuandan, and the Xuandan realm can also kill the gods….

The upper limit only depends on the cultivator’s Qi God Meat three aspects of foundation, the stronger the foundation, the higher the upper limit!

“The focus of this secret technique is on a word storage, the longer you store it, the more powerful it will be when it comes out.

If you don’t take out the knife, if you don’t get the knife, it will be a stone breaking shock!

The knife goes sideways, like a demon! ”

“Although there will be a short ‘period of weakness’ after each knife pull, it is still flawed.”

At the end of the strip of cloth, there is a line of small print.

“If the old man can create this secret technique fifty years earlier, he will kill the Spirit Sword Sect!”

The shocking blood words revealed the old man’s unwillingness and resentment before he died.

He spent a full fifty years in the prison of the Prison Peak to create this secret technique, but now he still cheapened Gu Xuan, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, which has to be said to be ironic.

“Since the organic edge line exists, it is still purple, which proves that there is nothing wrong with the secret technique of drawing the sword, and it can be cultivated.”

“If it weren’t for me cutting off my beard from it, this grade of sword technique at least at the ground level would have been obtained by Zhang Hu.

In time, my Spirit Sword Sect may appear a Dao ghost genius who has risen strongly from the miscellaneous service! ”

After all, the old man’s corpse is dirty and smelly, except for Zhang Hu, a miscellaneous servant who specializes in collecting corpses, who will touch it.

Of course, Gu Xuan appeared, and Zhang Hu’s “legend” was destined to be gone.

Pinching the cloth strip into powder casually, Gu Xuan’s mind also heard a pleasant system prompt.

“Congratulations to the host for the success of the opportunity to cut the beard and get the reward: 100-fold comprehension pill (three days)*1.”