Great Dao Ji

Chapter 605 Guanglong's Decree (31/109 words)

Chapter 605 Guanglong’s decree (31,109 words)

"This knife."

The old man selling the knife slowly glanced at An Qisheng and asked, "Sir, do you want the knife on credit, or do you want to buy it?"

"What's the point?"

An Qisheng looked at the old man selling the knife with great interest.

There is no fluctuation in divine power, no vitality, and nothing unusual. He seems to be just an ordinary person.

But An Qisheng naturally wouldn't think that this was an ordinary person.

Blood energy and divine power can be concealed, but the body cannot. The body that has been tempered over and over again has something that cannot be concealed.

People can lie, but organs cannot.

"This knife is a favor knife. It depends on the buyer's price. It can be bought on credit. The price depends on the favor of the buyer."

The old man selling the knife smiled and asked, "Sir, I think my favors are worth a lot, so this knife is worth that much."

"The sword of favor must be bought with favor."

The old knife seller said softly:

"Sir, if you want to buy, buy it. If you don't want to buy, go. Don't delay our business."

"This knife was seen by the previous customer. You asked for Thirty Heaven Cauldron Pills. Why, I want to buy it, but I have to pay a favor?"

An Qisheng's eyes were as bright as water, without the aura of fireworks. Standing in the long street, he felt like he was in a fairy mountain and a blessed land, and he felt like he had become an immortal.

"That guest is not diligent, his family is not rich, and his luck is very poor. The Thirty-Day Cauldron Pill is money that he can only earn in his lifetime. He can buy a knife with the Thirty-Day Cauldron Pill. Of course, sir, he is not like this. price.”

The old man selling the knife took a deep look at An Qisheng and asked again:

"How much does Sir's favor cost?"

"Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes, and sentient beings are afraid of consequences. Human kindness is priceless, and should not be tolerated lightly."

An Qisheng pointed the spatula at his fingertips. The knife made a sound like 'wuwu' and the ripples were like water. It was considered a magic weapon among ordinary irons: "This knife of yours seems not worth it."

The two of them did not deliberately avoid talking to other people, nor did they lower their voices. However, as they were allowed to talk, the passers-by around them seemed not to be able to see them at all.

Passing by, it's as if you didn't realize it.

"Whether it's worth it or not depends on the individual. Old man, what I do is business. Business cannot be done with righteousness."

The old man selling the knife just smiled and did not argue.

"I heard that there is a hidden sect in Dongzhou. There are three or five people in each generation, scattered all over the world. It is called the Credit Sword Sect. The master of the Credit Sword Sect is also called the Credit Sword Master."

An Qisheng casually pinched it from the void, and a book fell on his fingertips.

With a slight shake, you can see the three words on it: Credit Daomen.

This is a book compiled by the Three-Hearted Blue Soul Boy. There are many similar ones, ranging from the three major holy places, the ten major sects, to the little-known small sects in Dongzhou.

Even some casual cultivators.

Of course, some of the information inside is detailed and some is rough. It is just extracted from many spiritual imprints by the three-hearted blue soul boy, so naturally it will not be meticulous.

However, it was enough for An Qisheng to have a relatively deep understanding of Dongzhou.

For example, this credit knife door.

This Credit Sword Sect has only a small number of people and almost no influence. However, although it has no influence, its connections are extremely wide.

No one knows how many knives have been released by generations of knife loaners. Naturally, no one knows who has borrowed their knives.

There was once a sect that peeked into the secrets of the credit sword sect, but before they could take action, they were completely defeated by the masters who rushed to return the sword.

Among those who took action, there were even people from the Holy Land.

"Sir, you are quite knowledgeable."

The old man selling the knife was not too surprised. He just glanced at the book and asked, "However, since Sir knows about the credit knife sect, he also knows about Butian Pavilion, right?"

"Know a thing or two."

An Qisheng flipped through it casually, and the big characters on the booklet had transformed into Butian Pavilion.

Butian Pavilion is a secret organization in Dongzhou. It makes a living by selling intelligence and buying murderers. It especially likes to kill talented people and has a strong reputation.

However, the origin of Butian Pavilion is secret, and it is suspected to come from outside Dongzhou.

When he first came to Dongzhou, he had huge conflicts with many sects' holy places, and even successfully assassinated the lord of the holy places, which made countless sects, big and small, fearful.

It can even be said that many large and small forces, including the three major holy lands and the ten major sects, have been assassinated by Butian Pavilion.

However, such an organization still exists.

Enemies are all over the world, but they can still exist. Even though they exist in the dark, they are terrifying.

"Then Sir, do you know that Butian Pavilion is of great interest to Sir."

The old knife seller looked at An Qisheng with a subtle expression:

"Butian Pavilion believes in the belief of 'killing life to mend the sky'. Regarding killing, it especially likes to kill talented people. Mr. turned out to be the most dazzling person in the world."

"I am also very interested in Butian Pavilion."

An Qisheng put away the book with a calm expression.

Naturally, he had already met the killer of Butian Pavilion. In the past two years, he had been assassinated three times. As a result, his true form of the sea of stars had three more caves.

This is also the origin of his booklet "Butian Pavilion".

"Butian Pavilion comes from outside Dongzhou, or in other words, it is a force that spans several major states. According to legend, there are masters from the human race, demon race, and even dragons and phoenixes, ancient remnant clans in this Butian Pavilion."

The old man selling the knife said calmly:

"Butian Pavilion can still gain a foothold in Dongzhou even though it has offended almost all forces. Its strength is evident."

"After all, it's a mouse hiding in the shadows, and it can't change the world."

An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Butian Pavilion is not qualified to bear one of my favors."

After that, he put down the knife in his hand and seemed to be leaving.

"Sir, you misunderstood."

The old man selling the knife shook his head: "Everyone knows that it is not worth my while to sell the knife. This is just a free gift."

"oh?"

An Qisheng remained unmoved.

Zhu Dahai, who was following him, stared blankly, not worth what the two of them were talking about.

However, the little chicken on his shoulder jumped down and landed on the stall, pecking at the weapons with a clanking sound, having a great time playing.

"There will be no masters in this world who have no background, experience, or who grow up out of thin air, nor will there be geniuses who appear out of nowhere. In just a few years, Mr. Sir has become famous in Dongzhou. Naturally, he attracts not only Butian Pavilion, but even Tianji Pavilion. There are people from other major states purchasing Mr.

The old knife seller looked directly at An Qisheng, his eyes dim and bright:

"I use a law that has been passed down for more than 20,000 years but only a few people know it as a sword. Sir, do you want to buy it?"

"Tai Chi?"

An Qisheng's expression changed slightly.

Naturally, Xuanji, Zheng Longqiu and others knew some of the information compiled by the Three-Hearted Blue Soul Boy, and he naturally knew it too.

Xuanji once saw a piece of news about the Overlord Imperial Court of Zhongzhou in the Sutra Pavilion of Mingyue Holy Land, in which a decree was mentioned.

According to legend, it was a decree on Tai Chi issued by the Supreme Lord Guanglong after he attained enlightenment, shaking the heaven and earth with his supreme magical power.

However, Pang Wanyang left this decree

An Qisheng was thinking in his heart, and in the depths of his eyes, somewhere invisible to ordinary people, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared like water:

[Consumption of 700,000 Tao Power points (ten times the consumption without branding, ten times the consumption with Lingbao suppressing luck)]

[Credit knife person (2584/6845)]

[Original trajectory one: Born in the Wanyang Realm, Dongzhou, in the Dao Bamboo Forest, he was born with spiritual intelligence and became a spirit at birth. When he was young, he read through hundreds of schools of Taoism and became wise and thorough.

When he was young, he traveled around the world with his master, wandering in the world of mortals for a thousand years, and finally learned the secret "Tai Chi Dao Eye" of the Shengdao Sect, and became the new leader of the Shengdao Sect.

After the great changes in the world, he became a king. On the day he became a king, he was shot in the bamboo forest by an arrow from the galaxy shot from the depths of the starry sky]

[Bloodline: King Baizhu]

[Fate: Transparent. With a clear destiny, one can learn all kinds of Dharma, penetrate people's hearts, and pry into the secrets of heaven. However, the secrets of heaven cannot be fully explained. If you talk too much, you will miss the mark. 】

The consumption of 700,000 points of Tao power is not small. Even if it is not consumed a hundred times, it is still a full 7,000 points. Yuan Duxiu's original fate track is only 6,000 points.

Obviously, this old panda's achievements are even greater than Yuan Duxiu's original trajectory.

But this didn't bother him.

Only when I scanned the word "Tai Chi" on it, I couldn't help but frown in my heart.

He was not surprised that this old panda was related to Pang Wanyang. He had made a guess at the first sight of this old panda.

It was Pang Wanyang who made him frown.

But he knew very well what kind of person Pang Wanyang was.

That is a domineering person who will tell you openly and openly even if he wants to kill you, choose a day, come to the door openly, and never play tricks.

It was impossible for him to be like this when he was in the floating world for a long time. It was impossible for him to become the world's supreme king with majesty in the nine heavens and ten earths, and the bright star sea and all the souls. Instead, he became mysterious.

What could it be that would make Pang Wanyang feel scrupulous at his peak?

What is he afraid of?

world?

still

"gentlemen?"

The man who borrowed the knife slowly frowned. Although he didn't notice anything strange, he always felt that the eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Can he see through his own hiding?

The person who borrowed the knife was a little surprised.

An Qisheng came back to his senses, looked at the old panda in front of him who was covered in secrets, and shook his head slightly: "No need."

"Sir, do you know what that decree means?"

The expression on the knife owner's face changed slightly.

"I've never been in the habit of taking orders from other people, let alone being"

An Qisheng never said the last few words, but turned around and left.

"gentlemen?"

The knife owner looked up and saw that An Qisheng had already walked into the crowd.

He stood quietly for a long time and then shook his head.

Some surprises, but not too surprising. After all, this person is most likely

"Huh? Where's the knife seller?"