Archean Eon Art

"The space between the eyebrows, don't try it indiscriminately." Xiangu Meng said, "Trying indiscriminately may allow you to discover various benefits. But it may also bring irreparable evil consequences. Everything must go with the flow."

Meng Chuan nodded.

"Let it take its course, you will naturally master some usages during practice." Xiangu Meng smiled, "This is the most gentle method. When you enter Yuanchu Mountain and find the secret book about it, you will understand how to use it thoroughly .”

"Yes, great-aunt." Meng Chuan replied respectfully. He asked his father and aunt for the same reason. A kind of unknown power, without the experience of the predecessors, to explore it purely by oneself! too dangerous.

Now, I have the confidence to grasp the situation in a short period of time, and there is no need to take risks.

"Also, the matter between the eyebrows must be kept secret." Xiangu Meng glanced at the father and son, "You must never tell anyone else."

"Yes." Both father and son replied.

...

After visiting his aunt, Meng Chuan returned to the Jinghu Meng Mansion and continued his 8,000-time sword-drawing gesture today.

In the martial arts field.

There are guards standing on the branches of the big tree, holding a crossbow and pointing downward.

Meng Chuan stood a few feet away with his knife in its sheath.

"This feeling is completely different from the past." Meng Chuan could clearly sense all the movements of the guard on the big tree. The guard first looked at his young master, his hand muscles began to tense, and then he pulled the trigger with his finger. The process of pulling and the process of the small flying arrows in the Liannu being ejected were clearly 'perceived' by Meng Chuan.

call.

The moment the guard's fingers just started to snap, Meng Chuan's figure flashed.

As soon as that little flying arrow flew out, the light of the knife crossed the sky and cut through the red spot on the shaft of the flying arrow.

"Ah." The guard jumped in fright, the saber light almost cut in front of him, very close to the crossbow in his hand.

"This..." The guard was frightened, and even the other guards and servants who were watching were startled.

This little flying arrow was cut off right after it was shot? The distance is too close.

Warriors also have reaction time. With normal reaction time, the flying arrow should fly a little farther.

"This is my prediction." Seeing the shock of the guards, Meng Chuan casually made up, "Ma San has shot this hand crossbow, I don't know how many times he has shot it. I predicted that he was going to shoot a flying arrow. Immediately strike... Sure enough, as soon as the flying arrow flew out, I immediately hit it."

"Master is amazing."

"The young master's prediction is really accurate." Everyone praised and boasted.

Meng Chuan smiled.

Prediction requires extensive experience and some luck. Because the movements of powerful warriors are blurred to the naked eye. For example, when a guard pulls the trigger on a tree, how fast is a marrow-washing guard pulling the trigger? Coupled with the cover of clothes and branches of big trees, even if the naked eye can see clearly, it will be too late to make a move.

Meng Chuan was not.

He can 'sense' everything in great detail, the change in the guard's eyes, the natural preparation of the body, the moment the trigger is pulled... everything is extremely clear.

There is no need to predict, you can shoot when you see it.

"If this is the case, every time I can hit the flying arrow as soon as it flies out, it will be difficult to practice my sword skills." Meng Chuan secretly said.

"Well, set a rule for yourself."

"You have to shoot the moment the arrow is shot." Meng Chuan made a decision. After all, he pursued the fast and accurate way of practicing the sword-drawing style!

"Come on." Meng Chuan ordered.

"yes."

Ma Sanlian restrained himself, the saber light flying in front of him just now was really scary.

call out.

Another flying arrow was shot, and this time Meng Chuan still observed the whole process very clearly, but he drew his sword at the moment the flying arrow was ejected.

With a flash of movement, the erratic light of the knife has already cut on the red dot of the wooden arrow,

The saber air fell on the iron-covered tree trunk, leaving traces.

"The young master didn't make any further predictions." The guards and servants regained their composure, which is normal! Eight thousand times a day, the young master used to draw his sword like this.

Because I went to the ancestral house, the time to practice the sword-drawing pose is a bit late today, and it may last until the afternoon at three o'clock.

...

Dongning Mansion, an ordinary house.

A fat man wearing a hat and a bearded man came to the gate of the house and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked out, and immediately smiled and said, "It's Zhao Erye, please come inside."

"En." The bearded man replied, and the fat man followed behind his second brother with a smile.

The two entered the house, and were led by the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks to a hall.

"Brother Zhao." A silver-haired old man in the hall smiled and cupped his hands, and there was another subordinate standing behind him.

"Did the housekeeper receive all my goods?" The bearded man sat down casually, while the fat man sat at the bottom.

"Received, the goods have been received in three batches. Calculated according to the 50% discount, it is 16,800 taels of silver. I will make a round number, and it will be 17,000 taels." The silver-haired old man said with a smile, "Brother Zhao is satisfied." ?”

The bearded man nodded slightly: "Those are ordinary goods, I still have a few heavy goods here."

"Please." The silver-haired old man's eyes lit up.

"The first one is a jade horse." The bearded man took out a wooden box from his arms. After opening the wooden box, there was a warm jade horse lying flat inside. The carved jade horse was slightly bigger than the palm of your hand. , white and gentle, but this white jade horse has a strange red halo on its surface.

"It's an ornament carved from top-quality suet jade, and it should be a beloved object of a god and demon. It may be placed on the desk of the god and demon. After getting along for a long time, the breath of the god and demon has been integrated into it." The silver-haired old man nodded slightly, " It is not very helpful to practice, but it is indeed a rare item. I can offer five thousand taels of silver for this item."

"Five thousand five hundred taels." The bearded man said.

"Okay, just listen to Brother Zhao, five thousand five hundred taels." The silver-haired old man laughed.

Followed by the second, third, and fourth treasures, there are a total of more than 20,000 taels of silver, and all of them are rare items.

"This is the last one. This is a real treasure." The bearded man said earnestly. He took off his coat, tossed and tossed from inside the clothes before he untied the rope buckle inside, and took out the clothes that were heavily wrapped in cotton cloth. Mystery.

The silver-haired old man watched carefully.

The bearded man opened the cotton cloth, and immediately a strong and domineering atmosphere permeated.

"The breath of gods and demons? Is it the inheritance of gods and demons?" The silver-haired old man had some guesses, but he frowned when he saw the cotton cloth opened, "It's so small? Why doesn't it even have words?"

This is a broken piece of black iron. The black iron piece is only the size of a palm. You must know that even a page of ordinary god and demon inheritance is the size of a normal paper.

"What is this?" the silver-haired old man asked.

"have no idea."

The bearded man said, "This piece of black iron has no writing on its surface, and no tricks. At the same time, it is also broken. But... the aura of gods and demons it exudes is extremely domineering. It is much stronger than ordinary broken pages of the inheritance of gods and demons." .”

"Maybe it's a small fragment of a god-and-devil weapon." The silver-haired old man smiled, "I'm willing to pay three thousand taels."

"It can't be a weapon." The bearded man shook his head. "It's very flat, like a piece of paper. I can't think of any weapon with such pieces."

"Can you try to accept the inheritance?" the silver-haired old man asked.

The inheritance of gods and demons can be immersed in it, and you can see that there are gods and demons practicing tricks.

That is the inheritance of artistic conception.

Like the broken page of the magic sword technique given by the third elder Meng Chuande, it is able to accept the inheritance of artistic conception.

"No." The bearded man shook his head, "Several people in our village have tried the leak-free environment, but none of them can sense it."

"Then this is not the inheritance of gods and demons." The silver-haired old man smiled, "Although the aura of gods and demons is extremely strong, but for a useless item, even if it is related to gods and demons, I can only pay five thousand taels at most."

"One hundred thousand taels of silver." The bearded man said, "Not even one copper coin is missing."

"One hundred thousand taels?" The silver-haired old man glared, "The price of a broken page of the real gods and demons inheritance is more than one hundred thousand taels. But you can't accept the inheritance at all, and you don't even know what it is. It's so high price?"

"First, we 'Blood Cloud Pirates' paid a lot for this piece of black iron. Second, it must be extraordinary because of its powerful aura of gods and demons." The bearded man said, "One hundred thousand taels is what my elder brother ordered Yes. You can pay one hundred thousand taels if you want."

"Wait here, I'll ask my master." The silver-haired old man nodded to his subordinates.

"Okay." The bearded man and the fat man waited patiently.

soon.

A refined man came over.

"Brother Zhao." The elegant man smiled and nodded, while looking at the black iron plate, hesitating for a while, "Can I have a look at it?"

"Yes." The bearded man nodded.

The elegant man stroked the black iron piece lightly, watched it for a long time, and said, "It is true that the aura of a god and demon is very strong, but it is likely to be a fragment of a powerful god and demon's belongings, and it may be useless at all. I can get out up to two Ten thousand taels of silver to gamble."

"I said, one hundred thousand taels, not less." The bearded man said.

"Then there is no other way." The elegant man shook his head slightly.

"Row."

The bearded man smiled and nodded, "We will stay in Dongning Mansion for a few days. If you change your mind, you can come to us again. You know exactly how to find us."

"Okay." The elegant man nodded.

"This is the 38,000 taels of silver bills that we agreed on earlier." The silver-haired old man put a stack of silver bills there, and the bearded man took it and looked it over. The denominations were all 1,000 taels, a total of thirty-eight bills .

"Let's go, there is no need to send it off." The bearded man left directly with the fat man.

The elegant man watched them leave, then frowned and said: "Housekeeper, quickly draw the black iron piece just now, it must be exactly the same. After the drawing is finished, let's go see the hall master."

"Yes." The silver-haired old man replied respectfully.

"Hall master and the others may be able to identify what kind of treasure this is." The elegant man was thinking.