Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

The eighth floor of the secret vault, I don't know what else!

Facts have proved that the man in the palace is indeed very happy.

Not long after the property of the Marquis of Wuqing was sent to the palace, he was rewarded.

In addition to the usual gold and silver rewards, the most important thing is to obtain the qualification to visit the eighth floor of the secret vault.

This is an area that only the level [-] pacifier is eligible to enter.

There are hundreds of years of Jinyiwei's treasures hidden here, and there are many treasures of the major sects in the rivers and lakes.

Compared with this, the 70 taels is nothing at all.

The magic knife stored on the seventh floor is an incomplete version, and the complete version is only available on the eighth floor. Without the part of the eighth floor, his magic knife will never be complete.

As for the so-called restriction that only masters can practice, it is not a problem for him.

Lin Mang went down the stone steps all the way, and when he reached the seventh floor, he paused and walked in.

On the bed, the old man who closed his eyes and meditated slowly opened his eyes and said, "Are you here again?"

"Yeah." Lin Mang smiled and nodded.

The old man frowned and stared at Lin Mang intently, his eyes uncertain.

"Your sword intent..."

He felt a domineering saber intent looking down on the world, stronger than last time.

This saber intent has faintly stirred the vitality of the world, and it is only a little weaker than him.

Lin Mang's expression was calm, and he replied, "I have realized something."

The old man smiled helplessly, he should have known earlier.

Those who can comprehend the magic sword in just a few breaths will certainly not be bad at comprehending the sword intent.

"What martial skill do you want to practice this time?"

To be honest, he was really envious of the talent of this lackey of the imperial court.

If he had this talent, he would have already stepped into the realm of a master.

"One sword technique!"

As Lin Mang said, he walked towards the bookshelf on the left, and took out a martial skill from the shelf with ease.

The third rank of "Shen Dao Zhan".

The reason why this martial skill is chosen is to cooperate with the round moon scimitar.

The full moon scimitar is different from ordinary weapons. It is difficult for ordinary sword techniques to exert its power. Only this magic sword can exert its power to the maximum.

Flipping it casually, Lin Mang put it back.

The old man looked helpless and asked, "Have you learned it?"

"En." Lin Mang nodded slightly.

"Alas~" The old man sighed, looked at Lin Mang, and said, "Do you have time, sit down and chat with me."

Lin Mang shook his head and said, "I plan to go to the eighth floor."

"Senior, farewell."

It wasn't until Lin Mang's back disappeared that he reacted abruptly.

"what?"

"The eighth floor?"

The old man was startled, and wanted to take a step forward to chase after him, but after taking two steps, he had to give up again, with a wry smile on his face.

He couldn't go to the eighth floor.

"Don't let me see you again next time!" The old man said angrily, closed his eyes and meditated again.

……

The secret library, the eighth floor.

Different from the previous floors, there is a thick stone gate in front of the passage on this floor.

This door is controlled by Momen mechanism, if it is attacked from the outside world, it will cause turmoil in the entire secret library.

It can be said that a single hair will move the whole body, and at the same time, the opportunities in the secret vault will be activated, blocking all the way out.

Lin Mang took out the token and pressed it on the groove beside the stone door.

"Boom!"

The heavy stone gate was slowly raised, and a little smoke and dust stirred up.

In the dark corridor, candles suddenly lit up one by one.

Flickering firelight illuminates the dark corridor.

In the air, there was a trace of chill, icy cold to the bone.

Lin Mang took a casual look and walked in.

It didn't take long before the eyes suddenly opened up.

What came into view was a huge hall with bookshelves placed in the hall.

However, unlike the previous floors, the bookshelves on this floor are all secret brocade boxes, and there are not many of them.

Suddenly, Lin Mang's heart trembled, and the hair on his back even stood on end.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the corner, where there was a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if he had lost his breath of life.

It was an old Taoist priest in tattered Taoist robes.

The Taoist robe on his body was covered with dust.

His white hair was hanging down, disheveled, covering his face, and a dust whisk was casually resting on his lap in his hand.

Lin Mang took a deep breath and bowed his hands: "I've seen you, senior."

Although the other party looked like a dead person, he knew that this was a living person.

It is also due to the Dafa of obsession he practiced, which makes his mental power strong, otherwise it would be really difficult to perceive.

This old Taoist gave him too much oppression.

silence!

Lin Mang had already realized the strangeness, got up and walked towards the bookshelf in front of him.

Outside the brocade box on the bookshelf, are written the names of different exercises and martial arts.

Lin Mang took a cursory glance and walked past the bookshelves without stopping.

Soon, a martial skill came into his eyes.

"Magic Knife"

Lin Mang was overjoyed, and quickly reached out to open the brocade box.

It's just that he didn't know that the moment he touched the magic knife, the figure in the corner raised his eyes slightly, and seemed to open them slightly.

"Sword Comes"

Lin Mang flipped through it casually, with a happy expression on his face.

Yes, this is the real magic knife.

"Practice!"

【Energy point-5000】

Because of the incomplete version of the magic knife, it doesn't take many energy points to practice again.

Soon, the two magic knives gradually overlapped, and their feelings merged.

Lin Mang exhaled lightly, and said to himself, "Finally, I can practice this martial skill to perfection."

Putting down the secret book of the magic knife, Lin Mang walked towards other bookshelves.

When he walked past a bookshelf, Lin Mang's footsteps stopped abruptly, and his eyes were attracted by the brocade boxes on the bookshelf.

"Wind God's Leg", the third grade!

He is naturally no stranger to this unique skill.

This leg technique can help people reach the extraordinary state of riding the wind.

It's just that he was surprised that there was such a kick technique in the secret storehouse.

Lin Mang reached out to open the brocade box, flipped through it casually, and said silently, "Cultivate!"

【Energy point-5000】

【Getting Started with Fengshen Legs! 】

In an instant, an illusory figure appeared in Lin Mang's mind.

As the figure strode and leaped, it seemed that a hurricane was born.

Fast as the wind!

In an instant, hundreds of meters had been crossed, and the strong wind tore the ground.

After a long time, Lin Mang slowly opened his eyes, shocked.

It is worthy of being one of the three great skills, it is really extraordinary.

Lin Mang put the cheat book into the brocade box, secretly regretting that he couldn't find three points of Gui Yuan Qi.

Some of the secret books of exercises on the eighth floor are ranked at the third rank, not all of them are at the second rank.

Even so, it was shocking enough.

How many Jianghu sects have never even owned a third-rank cheat book.

Sure enough, leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade.

Looking at the remaining exercises and cheats in the field, Lin Mang shook his head, didn't read any more, and walked out.

Being greedy is not a good thing.

Now he has cultivated quite a few martial arts, but most of them have not been cultivated to perfection. There are not many key energy points now, which cannot support the cultivation of more martial arts.

Just when Lin Mang was about to leave, an abrupt voice sounded out of thin air.

"If you have a chance in the future, you can go to Longhu Mountain."

Lin Mang was taken aback, then turned to look at the old Taoist priest in the corner.

It's just that the old Taoist still maintained his meditating posture, and there seemed to be no sign of waking up.

Lin Mang frowned, didn't speak again, but turned and walked out.

Back at the Thousand Households Office of the West Courtyard, Tang Qi and the others had already returned.

Tang Qi said: "My lord, as you expected, the Minister of War really saved Jiang Liuyun."

Lin Mang smiled lightly and said, "Go, post it to the gang leaders in Liufang, Beicheng. Tonight, I will entertain them at Yunxi Building."

……

evening,

Jiaozhong Square, Yunxi Building.

The building is brightly lit, pedestrians come and go, and there is a lot of traffic, which is very noisy.

The sound of silk and bamboo is noisy, very lively,

At this time, people kept gathering outside the Yunxi building. Without exception, these people were all from the quack, and it was difficult to hide their quack aura.

If there are familiar people here, they will definitely find that these people are the gang leaders of Liufang, Beicheng.

The Yunxi building is very large. In addition to the building in front, there are separate small courtyards behind the building.

As time passed, more and more gang leaders entered the small courtyard behind the building.

In the center of the courtyard, there are more than ten long tables.