Under the leadership of Qin Luo, the two people walked into the martial arts tower together.

There are not many people in the martial arts tower. There are only more than ten people in total. Each of them has his own martial arts skills. He looks up and thinks about something from time to time. Sometimes he smiles on his face, sometimes he doubts and doesn't know what he is thinking about.

"The martial arts tower is divided into nine levels. The first, second and third levels are all basic skills. The fourth, fifth and sixth levels are low-level skills, seven or eight levels are medium level skills, and the Ninth level is high-level skills."

"The martial arts skills here are no longer useful for you. Let's go to the fourth level."

With that, he took ye Ziheng to the upstairs and went all the way to the fourth floor.

Compared with the people on the first floor, the number of people on the fourth floor has not decreased, but has increased a lot. It seems that there are at least 50 or 60 people. When Qin Luo and ye Ziheng walk by them, these disciples will bow their heads and say "Hello, elder martial sister Qin.".

And Qin Luo naturally also smiles and nods.

"Well, what kind of martial arts do you want?"

Qin Luo looked at ye Ziheng and asked.

"Sword and gun."

Ye Ziheng said. Sword skill is a type that he contacts more at present, and gun skill is because he has a "dazzle explosive gun", which can't be wasted.

"Sword skill and gun skill? Well, let's go straight to the fifth floor."

"Not on the fourth floor?"

Ye Ziheng asked.

"No, all the skills on the fourth floor are boxing, palming and leg techniques. Only the fifth floor can display swords, spears, swords and halberds."

"And the sixth floor?"

"Body method and fingering."

"Oh."

Ye Ziheng nodded, and then they went up towards the fifth floor.

Compared with the people on the fourth floor, the number of people on the fifth floor has dropped a lot. There are less than ten people in total. When they walk back and forth there, their faces are often tangled.

"Sister Luo, why are there so few people on the fifth floor?"

Ye Ziheng asked curiously.

Qin Luo shrugged.

"You need a magic weapon to help you to cultivate equipment skills. Not everyone is like you. If you have a real master, you can give magic weapons at will."

Ye Ziheng listened to this, some embarrassed smile, but soon realized something, quickly opened his mouth to ask.

"Well, do you have few magic weapons in tianxingmen?"

Qin Luo shook his head, but his face showed a helpless expression.

"It's not that we have fewer magic weapons in tianxingmen, but that there are fewer magic weapons in the martial arts world."

Ye Ziheng couldn't help being stunned at this, and then asked.

"Are there few craftsmen?"

Qin Luo shook his head.

"Well, it's similar to alchemists, even more than alchemists."

"Then why is there a shortage of magic weapons?"

Ye Ziheng asked a little puzzled.

Qin Luo still shook his head.

"Well, it's not the key that there are not many people in this stuff. The key is that the success rate of refining magic weapons is low. It's too low. Only after refining ten magic weapons can one succeed. Can there be no shortage of magic weapons?"

With that, he sighed again.

After hearing this, ye Ziheng suddenly had a bold plan in his mind, so he turned to look at Qin Luo beside him with a smile on his face.

"Sister Luo, according to the regulations in the martial arts circle, how much can a magic weapon cost?"

Qin Luo listened to ye Ziheng's words, vaguely seemed to understand something, looking at ye Ziheng's eyes suddenly became a little strange.

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