One thousand four hundred: Tianji Pavilion, 0 Xiaosheng
Elder Taibai, who fully wanted to understand, looked at Yan Wan with something wrong, as if he was seeing a monster, full of vigilance and fear.
He replied loudly: "Okay, I will take this bet."
Seeing his expression, Yan Huan smiled slightly and said to himself: "We're sure."
Now that an agreement has been reached, there are no variables in the outcome.
At the end of the day, Elder Taibai was too weak to sustain a long and fierce battle, so he was ready to take a risk, but the slick Yan Wan found a flaw and paid the price of a sword with his arm, and won the battle by 'lucky'.
Elder Taibai's face was ugly, and he seemed to be 'unwilling', but he had made a promise and could not break it. Finally, he threw the secret book to Yan Wan with a cold snort and left.
Yan Wan also felt uncomfortable. His arm was slashed with a sword, and the wound was not small. Moreover, there was an internal force that belonged to the Taibai Sword Sect. After confessing to others, he also left the field and went back to bandage the wound. .
"Okay!" Elder Taibai felt happy, this matter was finally settled.
Although he paid for the secrets, he didn't care much about it. Over the years, secrets from various sects have been leaked. Who do you think can become famous?
The secret book is equivalent to an obscure classical Chinese article. The more advanced the secret, the more difficult it is to understand. Moreover, there were few punctuation marks in ancient times, making it easier for people to misunderstand the meaning. What is really important is not the secret book, but the guidance and guidance.
This is one of Taibai's secret arts, and the elder doesn't think that a young boy like Yan Wan can understand it thoroughly and understand the essence.
After taking ten thousand steps back, even if Yan practiced blindly for a few times, he still succeeded. Then when the time comes, Taibai will be able to naturally get involved with the Yan family, which is both beneficial and disadvantageous, isn't it?
Anyway, all he paid was a dead book.
"Tsk, tsk, good harvest."
Yan Huan glanced at the [Jianyi Wuhen] that appeared in the mall, smiled faintly, and then recalled Bai Xiaosheng's slightly weird expression before leaving. "You bad old man, you really have other thoughts."
If it were said that before, Yan Wan had just opened his imagination and made some blind guesses in the direction of "people's hearts are inherently evil".
Now he is 45% sure that this Bai Xiaosheng is by no means what he appears in the world, indifferent to fame and fortune, and extremely righteous...
"Oh, if only everything was as straightforward as in the martial arts TV series."
Yan Huan thought about all the things he had experienced since the beginning of the script and the people he had come into contact with in the martial arts world. He couldn't help but laugh helplessly: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and they are also in the world."
Yan Wan has come into contact with people from all walks of life, including famous figures in the world, beloved thieves, disciples of sects, heads of various sects, remnants of demon sects, evil spirits... Yan Wan has come into contact with people from all walks of life. In his opinion, there is no difference between these groups of people.
In his words: Everyone is an old yinbi, but Zhengdao likes to pretend to be a little white rabbit.
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【Sword Intent Without Traces】
The mind follows the sword, but the sword comes first.
Continuous, no trace to be found.
One of Taibai's special skills, he is good at breaking moves with his quick sword.
Attacking its weak spot is extremely powerful.
Price: 400*reward points/560*reward points (Integrate skills to match internal strength and mental skills.)
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"As expected of a unique skill, it's almost as good as internal skills and mental skills." Yan Wan clicked his tongue, which also confirmed that his previous actions were correct.
Similar to Shaolin and Taibai, even if Yan Wan obtained the unique skills of the Zhen sect, he would not have enough reward points to learn them. Instead of stupidly accumulating reward points, it is better to settle for the next best thing.
Yan Huan glanced at the skill tree and assessed his situation: "I don't lack attack methods now, I just lack skill points. So this secret skill is not in the sequence that must be activated."
What is urgently needed right now is actually footwork. The cross footwork is simple and fast, and it is acceptable to move around within a square inch, but it is only suitable for situations where there is no extraordinary power such as internal force.
In the previous battles, Yan Wang knew his shortcomings, so he often attacked with force, using offense instead of defense, trying to end the battle in a short time.
But when he reaches the level of a second-rate master, this method is no longer applicable, so he needs to activate [Endless Sword Step] as soon as possible to make up for his shortcomings.
But...he glanced at the balance with the number '1', twitched the corners of his mouth, and sighed in regret: "I'm so damn poor."
But poverty is temporary.
Yan regained his composure and focused on those two tasks for a moment: "Soon, as long as Bai Xiaosheng really has other thoughts, or the remnants of the Demon Sect are unwilling to stay dormant.
When the time comes, I will add fuel to the flames, complete these two tasks, and kill Liu Zifeng. Both goals are achieved with great certainty. "
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This way.
The saint took Liu Zifeng's hand and hurriedly touched him up and down, fearing that her son was missing parts. The thought that had been on my mind finally fell into my stomach: "You are finally back. Nothing happened on the way, right?"
Liu Zifeng sat down with a smile and quickly changed the subject: "No, I came here this time because I thought of a good way to restore the Holy Religion."
"What method?" Although the saint didn't care, the demon sect had already made arrangements. But I don’t mind listening to Liu Zifeng’s words. He is his son after all, right?
"Fish in troubled waters."
Liu Zifeng spit out a word. This plan coincided with the saint's plan.
The saint became more and more satisfied with her son. You see, you can even think of such a clever plan, so she asked further: "How is it specific?"
Liu Zifeng was full of confidence: "Let the Man with a Thousand Faces pretend to be Bai Xiaosheng and randomly arrange the rankings for this year, so that people in these martial arts circles will feel resentful, and then secretly kill a few of them, causing complete chaos.
Before they decide on the ranking of the list and discuss how to deal with our holy religion, we will attack first and then take advantage of the chaos. "
The saint smiled and rubbed her son's head, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, my son is very smart, this is a very clever plan. But our holy leader has made a plan to find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and you The ideas are very similar, and the layout has already begun.”
"..."
The smile on Liu Zifeng's face faded and turned into embarrassment, and he cursed in his mind: "I'm knocking you, why is everything not going well? How come the plan I just made with Li Wanrou was thought of so early?"
But when he came back to his senses, his attention was quickly attracted by the key points in the saint's words, and he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Mother, doesn't our holy religion have no leader? When..."
The saint shook her head and replied with a smile: "Yes, if there was no integration of the leader, our holy religion would have been torn apart and killed as early as the war between good and evil."
Liu Zifeng's heart moved: "Then why didn't the leader show up? Who is he?"
The saint looked around and lowered her voice and said to him: "There are no outsiders here. Let me tell you. Don't tell others. Do you understand?"
"Hmm..." Liu Zifeng nodded repeatedly.
The saint's voice formed a thread and passed to his ears: "Tianji Pavilion, Bai Xiaosheng."