Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Concealed weapons are not uncommon in Jianghu, and there are even sects that use this as their main business, such as the Eight Diagrams Sect and the Tang Sect.

In other books, the Tang Sect is regarded as a great sect, and it is also a pioneer with high technological content in the field of concealed weapon poison and medicine, but in this book the world is not the same. Pediatric mechanism skills are also inferior to the secret room in the bamboo forest of the Emei School.

That's why the young man from the Eight Trigrams Sect praised, "What an exquisite trick! The Emei School is worthy of being the leader of the martial arts school, and I really admire it."

Obviously, the Emei faction can only be regarded as one of the leaders of decent sects, and this young man said it was the number one. It has to be said that this flattery is quite in place.

Master Nian Ci is very useful for this praise, but he still has to be humble on the surface, "Young Xia is joking, the tricks of the Eight Trigrams School are the best in the martial arts."

The young people of the Bagua Sect were also very happy when they said this, although they knew it was just Nian Cishitai's polite words, but they gave enough face to the Bagua Sect in front of the martial arts people, everyone was very happy every time they came back.

Wang Ding sighed, speaking is indeed a technical task, and he, a man from modern times, still has a lot to learn.

Master Nian Ci looked at the crowd and secretly estimated the number of people, "It seems that everyone is almost here, so follow me into the secret room. But before entering the secret room, I have a word to tell all the heroes here."

Su Yuqing said politely, "Master, please explain clearly."

"Please don't touch anything, including the walls, after entering the secret passage." Master Nianci said, "This secret chamber was designed by the patriarch. If you touch the mechanism inside, it will threaten your life. Even I can't crack it. .”

Her tone was light, but everyone knew that it was probably not just a "life-threatening", but an immediate death.

With her warning, some people also put away their messy thoughts.

This secret room is the site of the Emei Sect, and if you want to take the artifact directly from here, unless your martial arts are higher than Su Yuqing's.

They weighed their weight and decided to play it safe.

The hole of the secret room is wide open, and there is no light inside, like a black hole, which makes people get goosebumps.

A boy from the Emei School brought torches and distributed them to the crowd.

Master Nian Ci and Hu Min walked in front, the sword appreciators walked in the middle, and the other three disciples of Master Nian Ci walked in the rear.

The people walking in the middle did not need to be arranged by the host, but consciously divided into three echelons according to their status in the world. The first echelon was naturally led by Su Yuqing, and walked together with a few members of the sect; the second echelon was headed by Liu Xiu, and the third echelon It is the remaining miscellaneous fish sect.

There was someone leading the way ahead, and the large number of torches illuminated the dark hole.

A stone ladder can be seen winding down, and the ladder is covered with moss. Sure enough, the underground secret room is relatively humid.

As soon as you enter the cave, you can feel a chill, and there is a musty smell in the air.It's summer now, and this refreshing feeling feels refreshing at the first moment, but after only half a minute, I start to feel uncomfortable all over.

The stone ladder is not too long, and it will go down to the bottom in a while, and there is a curved passage in front of it.

This is the secret way that Master Nian Citai said is densely covered with organs.

This passage is also covered with moss, and there are spider webs hanging on the corner of the wall. I don't know how long no one has been there.

"Heroes, please don't touch anything." Master Nian Ci once again urged.

After everyone expressed that they would not be cheap, she led everyone up the secret path.

Although this kind of secret way has been experienced once after being "caught" by Butler Xiong of the Xuanyingmen, it is far less uneasy than it is now.In all honesty, Wang Ding didn't think he was timid, but since he entered the secret room, he was a little flustered and always felt a little nervous.

Xu Shi was afraid of triggering the mechanism by himself, and the people who walked the secret passage closed their mouths tacitly and kept silent. For a while, they could only hear the chaotic but light footsteps, and the crackling sound of burning torches.

——This made the atmosphere even more weird.

After experiencing years of hardships and finally walking the secret path, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the stone house in front of them.

"Ahead is where the Jingfeng Sword is placed." Master Nian Ci's voice sounded.

Undoubtedly, these words were like a shot of chicken blood, hitting everyone's tired nerves.

People in the arena swept away their previous tension, and fell into the great excitement of watching the unrivaled artifact.

This is a large stone room, a bit like a side hall. There are a row of stone chairs on the left and right sides of the entrance. The main seat has two stone chairs, a dragon and a phoenix. Tell my heart.

There is also a portrait hanging above the main seat. On the portrait is a young girl with long hair reaching her waist but not wearing any jewelry, without makeup but bright eyes.She was wearing a white dress and holding a sword with complicated patterns in her hand. In the morning light, she stood on the top of the mountain, looking far into the distance, in a heroic posture.

This should be the patriarch of the Emei School, that strange woman who would rather not marry for life than settle down.

Wang Ding suddenly felt sad, such a handsome woman, the man who missed her, did he regret it later in his life?

This painting has both spirit and form, and is lifelike. This girl is so handsome that even he, a gay guy, is a little tempted.

Perhaps this kind of love story with regrets is more moving and sad to the onlookers than the perfect conjugal love between husband and wife.

"This is the Patriarch of our Emei Sect." After introducing to everyone, Master Nian Ci brought his disciples to kneel in front of the portrait and kowtow respectfully three times, "Patriarch, the unfilial disciple Nian Ci bothered you, please make amends .”

Everyone was also affected by this pious and solemn atmosphere. No one urged to see the Jingfeng Sword, but quietly waited for Master Nian Ci and his disciples to salute.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time." Master Nian Ci stood up, "Please turn around and avoid it. This is the rule of the master. When the Jingfeng Sword comes out of the grid, non-disciples of the sect need to avoid it."

The artifact was about to be seen soon, and naturally everyone would not be dissatisfied with this small request, and turned around very consciously.

Wang Ding thought to himself that the rules are fake, and it is true not to let everyone see how to take out the Jingfeng Sword?

I don't know what mechanism Nian Citai played with, I only heard her say: "Okay, everyone, turn around."

Everyone couldn't wait to turn around, but in the great excitement, they unconsciously showed a little disappointment.

Hu Min held a yellow silk sword box in both hands, and there was a long sword lying in the box.

As Meng Yanzhi said, this sword is full of rust, and the blade looks extremely thick and blunt. If it weren't for the engraving of a phoenix spreading its wings on the hilt, it wouldn't be a piece of scrap metal that even children would despise. Not too much.

"Why is the Jingfeng Sword so rusty?" Liu Xiu couldn't hold back, and asked directly.

Master Nian Ci had expected such a reaction from them too early on, and said with a smile, "This Jingfeng sword has spiritual energy, it is still sleeping, and it will only show its true colors when it finds a destined person."

Wang Ding shouted in his heart, it really is such a routine!God bless, I hope this predestined person is not him, he just wants to be a supporting role and doesn't want to be the focus of everyone!

Someone raised a question, "But if the person who wins the match is not a predestined person, wouldn't this sword be useless?"

"That's wrong." Master Nian Citai shook his head, "There is only one person in the world who can awaken this sword, maybe he hasn't been born yet and we don't know. But this sword is still powerful, and it will immediately become bright when it is stained with blood Sharp, can be cut by gods and ghosts."

Now everyone is relieved, since his might is not diminished, who cares whether he is asleep or awake.

Master Nian Ci said: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, please come forward and appreciate this sword one by one."

Wang Ding suggested: "You can let the brothers standing behind appreciate it first."

Master Nian Ci smiled and said, "No problem."

So the order of appreciating swords was completely changed, and Su Yuqing and the others were the last to appraise. Wang Ding's suggestion was well received by people in the Jianghu, and they all praised the Demon Cult's left protector as a general.

While the brothers of the Miscellaneous Fish Sect were happily admiring the sword, Wang Ding tugged at Su Yuqing's clothes, and said in a anxious tone, "Mr. Su, please touch my pockmark point."

Su Yuqing was very surprised, "Why?"

"I'll explain to you later." Wang Ding's expression twitched, as if trying to control something.

After being in contact with Wang Ding these days, he has long had a trust in him that he didn't realize. Seeing his anxious tone, Su Yuqing didn't hesitate, and acted quickly, so fast that no one saw it.

Wang Ding's face calmed down. Although he was so numb and weak that he couldn't even raise his hands, he felt relieved.

——Tema's, he almost couldn't control the prehistoric power in his body just now, he felt a distant and familiar call in his heart, his left hand didn't obey and wanted to touch the Jingfeng Sword.

Routine, all routine, and he refuses routine!

he!Partial!No!go!touch!

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