Extreme Martial Arts Modifier

An hour later.

Lin Yu brought Wan'er and two other servants who were in charge of getting things to the black market in Jianyang City.

Most of the transactions in the black market are things that cannot be seen, so there are strict restrictions on the personnel involved in the transaction, and someone must recommend a guarantee.

The government is naturally aware of the existence of this gray area, but since there are too many wealthy and dignitaries involved, they have always turned a blind eye.

Anyway, as long as you don't mention the black market on the bright side, it's considered that it doesn't exist.

Lin Yu strolled around the street for a while, and then led people into a bookstore called Dingming Bookstore.

It is said that it is a black market, but in fact, it is no different from an ordinary street square from the outside. People who don't know it think that this is an ordinary street, and the shops are just ordinary shops.

"Do you need anything, son?"

The shop assistant immediately greeted him.

Lin Yu calmly took out a nameplate from his mother and showed it to the little servant. The little servant immediately nodded in understanding, and made a gesture of invitation: "Please come in, sir."

"Um."

Lin Yu responded, nodded towards Wan'er, and walked into the inner room of the bookstore alone.

There are other people here who are in charge of receiving him.

"What kind of books do you want? Unofficial anecdotes, mystical mysteries, or martial arts secrets?"

An old man in a black robe walked up to Lin Yu, and asked straight to the point without talking nonsense.

He's been in the business for years and knows what anyone who can come in here wants.

Nothing more than those books banned by the imperial court.

Strange to say, although the Dawu Dynasty had a word for martial arts, it strictly controlled the dissemination of martial arts books. Only the martial arts sects registered in the imperial court were qualified to spread them.

It is against the law for others to dare to spread martial arts books in private.

Of course, this does not mean that people are forbidden to practice martial arts. Small-scale spread such as father-to-son, master-to-disciple is no problem, and it is to prevent people from printing and selling on a large scale.

Lin Yu guessed that the court wanted to limit the aspiring warriors to the major sects, so that it would be easier to manage, so as not to be full of daring lone rangers, or even become pirates.

Otherwise, the government would not acquiesce to the sects to hunt down and kill people who learn martial arts from private schools.

Obviously the court did not want to spread the best martial arts everywhere.

"I want martial arts books."

Lin Yu took the old man's words.

"Okay, sir, please."

The old man nodded and led Lin Yu to a row of heavily protected cabinets.

Opening one of the cabinet doors, the old man introduced: "There are all books here, which one does the young master want?"

"Let me see."

Lin Yu took out one of the books and looked at it as he spoke.

Since using the martial arts modifier to upgrade the Liuying Sword Technique to the second level, his vision experience has been correspondingly improved.

Now, like a man who has practiced martial arts for many years, he can see through the authenticity of most martial arts books at a glance.

He only glanced at it and found that the book in his hand was the same as the seven books his mother bought.

He shook his head, put it down, and picked up another book to read.

It's a pity that, after reading ten books in a row, all of them have flaws and omissions.

It seems that because of the strict control of the imperial court, even these things have become rare goods and can be sold for big prices.

Otherwise, if you get it for sale on the bright side, any knowledgeable person can pick out the thorns for you.

"The shopkeeper, let me tell you clearly. In fact, I have practiced martial arts for many years and have a sufficient understanding of martial arts. Don't fool me with these scraps."

Lin Yu put down the book in his hand and said to the old man.

"Young master is a martial artist? I really didn't see it."

The old man looked at Lin Yu in surprise.

From any point of view,

Lin Yu did not have any characteristics of a warrior, not to mention the thin skin and tender flesh on his face and hands, and even his temperament looked like a scholar.

Who dares to believe it if you say that you have practiced martial arts for many years?

And if you really want to practice martial arts for many years, and you are dressed like this, you must be a disciple of a certain sect. Is it necessary to come to the shit pit to pan for gold?

Seeing the disbelieving expression on the old man's face, Lin Yu pursed his lips helplessly, took out a piece of silver and said, "I have the silver, as long as you can get a real martial arts book, it's best to be a superior martial arts."

After speaking, he directly stuffed the silver into the old man's hands.

The old man greedily touched the silver in his hand and said with a smile, "Young master is really generous, so let me tell the truth, old man."

"To tell you the truth, you won't sell really valuable martial arts books like this. They must be auctioned, and then they can sell for a good price."

Lin Yu nodded slightly after listening, "As expected."

The old man put away the money in his hand, stroked his beard and smiled: "If you have no merit, you will not be rewarded, I will tell you some valuable news. Tomorrow's black market auction, there will be a real superior martial arts. It is said that It’s the third grade, you can go and have a look when the time comes.”

"Is it the third grade? Then I have to make a decision!"

Lin Yu made up his mind that he would win it no matter the cost.

Anyway, my father has already said that if he wants money, he can go to the accountant to withdraw it himself, so he naturally has to let go of his hands and feet.

When my father sees his achievements in martial arts, he will definitely feel that the money is worth it.

The old man smiled and reminded: "You naturally have no doubts about your son's financial resources, but I would like to remind you that the third-rank martial arts are martial arts that have already entered the stream. I don't know which sect spread it out. If you practice, you have to take it easy.”

"Of course I know that."

Lin Yu replied.

Others are afraid of him, but he is not afraid of it. When the martial arts are integrated into the Liuying Dao Technique, no one will know what martial arts this is.

It's impossible to come over and ask for trouble just because it looks a bit similar.

...

Since he couldn't find a suitable martial arts book, Lin Yu left with Wan'er and two servants and went straight to the blacksmith shop on the other street.

In contrast, the imperial court's control of weapons is not as strict as martial arts books.

One is that the materials used to make a good weapon are expensive, and the other is that if you don't have martial arts skills and don't know how to use it, no matter how good a weapon is, it's similar to a fire stick.

Therefore, as long as they can prove their innocence, anyone can freely buy the weapons they want.

clang clang-

As soon as Lin Yu walked into the blacksmith shop, he heard the sound of iron being hammered from the backyard of the shop.

"Sir, what do you need?"

The boy from the blacksmith shop took the initiative to meet him and asked with a smile.

This dress is a big customer, and he must have come to buy a beautifully crafted saber for decoration, and he can make a lot of money.

"Bring out the best knife in your shop and have a look."

Lin Yu glanced at the store and said to the servant.

"Okay!" The little servant happily agreed, but then he wondered, "Young Master, are you sure you want a knife, not a sword?"

"Yes, it's a knife, hurry up."

"Good Le!"

The little servant answered cheerfully.

Soon, three knives with jeweled gold scabbards appeared in front of Lin Yu's eyes.