Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

The purple light of opportunity on this handyman was a bit stronger than the last time Gu Xuan ran into a simple and honest young man in Fangshi.

"Purple-level opportunities represent at least earth-level treasures or Cultivation Techniques. Last time, purple-level opportunities allowed me to get "Golden Stellar Qi". What can I bring this time?"

Gu Xuan suppressed his inner anticipation and said to the handyman, "Who are you? What are you going to do now?"

The handyman replied honestly: "The villain, Zhang Hu, is a handyman at Xingyu Peak. Just now the guards sent news that a prisoner died in the cell on the ground floor. Let me hurry over to collect the body now."

Gu Xuan nodded, and said calmly, "You go back first, I'll go over and have a look, and I'll collect the body later."

"This..."

Zhang Hu was a little embarrassed when he heard Gu Xuan's words, but the guard next to him gave him a look and scolded: "Didn't you hear Mr. Gu's words?! Get out of here!"

"Yes Yes.."

Zhang Hu left in a hurry.

After waiting for Zhang Hu to retreat, Gu Xuan moved away and followed the own guards, and then followed the line of opportunity extending from Zhang Hu's body to search all the way.

Just as Zhang Hu said, the direction connected by the chance line goes deep into the prison peak and leads to the underground cell.

This is the first time for Gu Xuan to come to the underground cell.

The number of prison cells here is much less than that of the human rank and the mysterious rank, but each cell is made of black iron and fine steel, with special formation Restrictions engraved on it, making it unbreakable.

And the purple line of chance that Gu Xuan was looking for extended from a prison cell.

Gu Xuan quickly walked over, and saw the door of the cell was open, and a Daoist figure was lying straight on the ground.

It was a shriveled old man, so thin that he was almost out of shape. At this time, his eyes were round and his face was ferocious. He had been dead for a long time.

It can be seen that someone has checked before and confirmed the old man's Death before notifying Zhang Hu to come to collect the body.

Gu Xuan saw that the final landing point of the purple chance line turned out to be the old man's mouth.

He squatted down, pried open the old man's mouth with a saber, and examined it carefully, suddenly his eyes lit up.

The old man had a bunch of tattered cloth strips in his mouth, and there seemed to be faint handwriting on the cloth strips.

This is the opportunity Gu Xuan is looking for!

Gu Xuan quickly took out the cloth strip, opened it to check, and saw a large number of small characters written densely on the cloth strip with blood.

Seeing the first few small characters, Gu Xuan's body trembled slightly.

"Secret Technique. Outline of Sword Drawing Style."

This turned out to be a secret technique!

Secret techniques can be regarded as a kind of martial arts, but their preciousness is far beyond ordinary martial arts.

There are many types of secret techniques for many years, and the effects are also varied.

Some can change a person's appearance and body shape, and some can make people explode several times more than the usual fighting power in a short period of time...

Previously in Xiaohan territory, Ke Duanyue of the Northern Snow School restrained his breath and tried to trick Own to search, using secret skills.

This secret technique, the general outline of drawing the knife, seems to be a secret technique of combat from the name.

Gu Xuan continued to read.

As he read deeply, the light in his eyes became more and more intense.

"What a genius idea!"

Gu Xuan couldn't help sighing after reading the entire banner.

The general outline of the knife-drawing style teaches how to store the Practitioner's energy, spirit, and flesh in one knife, and burst out instantly.

Qi refers to the Practitioner's internal strength and Yuanli, Shen refers to the Practitioner's spirit, including the artistic conception of martial arts, and flesh refers to physical strength.

The power of the three is integrated in one knife, and each knife is truly full of strength, and the power can be imagined.

According to the description on the cloth, if you can practice this secret skill, you will be successful.

It can explode ten times or even dozens of times the power of an ordinary Practitioner in an instant.

One knife is worth a hundred others.

The Houtian Realm can easily kill Innate, the Innate Realm can kill Linghai at will, the Linghai Realm can slaughter Xuandan, and the Xuandan realm can also kill gods...

The upper limit only depends on the foundation of the three aspects of the practitioner's energy, spirit and body. The stronger the foundation, the higher the upper limit!

"The key point of this secret technique is to store a character, the longer it is stored, the stronger the power of the knife will be.

If you don't use the sword, you will die, if you use the sword, you will be shocked!

The sword is slanted, like a demon! "

"Although there will be a short 'weakness period' every time after drawing the sword, the flaws are still there."

At the end of the cloth strip, there is a line of small characters.

"If this old man could create this Saber Technique fifty years earlier, he would kill all the Spirit Sword Sects!"

The shocking words in blood revealed the unwillingness and resentment of the old man before he died.

He spent fifty years in the prison of Xingyu Peak creating this secret technique, but now it is still cheap. Gu Xuan, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, has to be said to be ironic.

"Since the fate line exists, it is still purple, which proves that there is nothing wrong with the secret skill of drawing the sword, and it can be cultivated."

"If I hadn't cut it off, Zhang Hu would have acquired this Saber Technique secret skill, which is at least at the earth level.

Given time, my Spirit Sword Sect might have a Dao of the Sword ghost who has risen strongly from a handyman! "

After all, the old man's corpse was dirty and smelly, who would touch it except Zhang Hu, a handyman who specialized in collecting corpses.

Of course, with the appearance of Gu Xuan, Zhang Hu's "legend" is destined to disappear.

Kneading the cloth into powder casually, a pleasant system prompt sounded in Gu Xuan's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully cutting off the hu, and get a reward: Hundred times comprehension pill (three days)*1."