My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

The leader of Qinglong ate the century-old red fruit in front of everyone. After a few breaths, his skin began to turn red, a majestic aura came from him, and visible energy fluctuations surrounded his body. Around him, gradually, a light blue dragon-shaped shadow surrounded him, which was the unique charm of the technique he practiced.

The leader of Qinglong sat cross-legged in the conference room and began to refine Zhu Guo's energy.

The old leader made a prompt decision and placed a line to block all areas within a radius of 500 meters around the conference room. Anyone who dared to approach would be killed on the spot.

On the other side, after Qin Hao found his favorite weapon, he returned to the room and opened the box full of martial arts secrets.

This box was full of martial arts of heavenly level and above, including all kinds of weapons. He picked out three books from them, one on swordsmanship, one on swordsmanship, and one on marksmanship.

The sword technique is called Po Feng Eight Swords. There are eight moves in total. It seems simple, but the luck path is extremely subtle. Each sword goes straight to the opponent's vital point. It has extremely high killing power and extremely fierce aura. It is a real killer. Enemy sword skills.

The sword technique is called Qinglian Sword Technique, and it is said to have been created by the swordsman Taibai. Each move is full of ethereal immortality, especially the last move - Fuyao, which is really like an immortal soaring ninety thousand miles, with unparalleled grace.

The marksmanship is called Feng Hui Qiang, which is said to be like a fire and a phoenix setting a prairie fire, destroying all life and leaving no grass growing.

These three sets of martial arts are all of the highest heavenly level. They are truly superior martial arts. Although Qin Hao cannot practice them yet, he plans to write them down first. When he breaks through to the sixth level, he can practice them directly and then use his essence. Yuan was suddenly promoted to the top level.

After spending an afternoon, Qin Hao had memorized the three martial arts. After dinner, Qin Hao stayed with Beibei and Xianxian for a while, and then returned to the room.

Qin Hao took out the alloy knife, gently stroked the blade and murmured:

"I don't know how many people will die under your blade. I hope you won't let me down."

After that, his figure disappeared instantly and reappeared in another world.

Qin Hao walked out of the bushes, found the road, and then headed straight for Hanyang City along the road.

Three days later, in Hanyang City, the middle hall was surrounded by diners and drinkers in Zuixian Tower.

There is a table in the middle hall that is one foot high and three meters long and wide. On the table is a desk. A storyteller sits in front of the desk, holding a folding fan and talking eloquently.

The storyteller is telling a story about one of the ten great masters in Middle-earth, the only one who came from the world of martial arts and was known as the Can Yi Sword God.

No one knows the real name of the Sword God in Broken Clothes, but because he always wears a tattered black suit, and there is no one in the entire Middle Earth who can use swords better than him, they call him the Sword God in Broken Clothes.

There is no specific ranking of the top ten grandmasters circulated in Middle-earth. The Royal Tianwu Pavilion, which released the list of the top ten grandmasters, also stated that the top ten grandmasters are all top figures in their respective fields and are equally powerful, so they are not ranked. .

However, people in the world still made many ranking lists based on the records and reputations of the top ten masters.

Among them, there are the highest voices calling for Canyi Sword God to be ranked first among the ten great masters.

Qin Hao sat on the second floor, ordered a table of wine and food, and listened happily to the storyteller in the middle hall talking about the sword god in broken clothes who learned swordsmanship at the age of ten. An exaggerated story about meeting an enemy.

After the storyteller finished speaking and the food and wine on the table were almost used, Qin Hao dropped a silver fruit and stood up and left.

Hanyang City is a very large city. Even from the perspective of modern people who have seen too many international metropolises, Hanyang City can be considered prosperous.

In this city, it is not difficult to find the Dan Pavilion. Apart from the Jingchu Palace, it is the other most majestic building.

After walking for nearly an hour, Qin Hao finally arrived at the door of Dan Pavilion.

This is a five-story tower that covers a very large area. Dozens of doors are open at the same time, and there is a constant stream of people coming in and out.

Qin Hao followed the flow of people and walked in, and found that the first floor was a huge shop. The shop was not filled with elixirs as Qin Hao imagined, but was basically filled with medicinal materials and some supplements to replenish qi and blood.

There were only two small bottles containing elixirs on the counters.

Most of the people coming in and out are here for ordinary medicines, and not many people buy elixirs.

Qin Hao walked to the counter and looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Because he saw a familiar name - Yangyuan Dan.

The waiter behind the counter saw Qin Hao staring at the Yangyuan Pill, so he stepped forward and said:

"Sir, do you need to buy pills?"

Qin Hao pointed to the Yangyuan Pill on the counter and asked:

"Is that Yang Yuan Dan? What effect does it have?"

The guy smiled and explained:

"Yes, this is the Yangyuan Pill. It can maintain vitality, nourish the body, and strengthen Qi and blood. It is an essential pill for getting started with martial arts practice. Sir, do you need one?"

Qin Hao swallowed and said:

"How...how did you sell this?"

"There are three pills in this bottle, and the price is one thousand gold."

"A thousand taels of gold?"

"That's right."

Is one thousand taels expensive? For ordinary people, one thousand taels of gold is a wealth that cannot be earned in a lifetime. After entering Middle-earth, Qin Hao saw that although the prices here are higher than those in the Southern Territory, for ordinary people, one tael of gold Ginzi can live alone for a month or two.

One thousand taels of gold is enough to exchange for fifteen thousand taels of silver, so this pill is an astronomical figure to ordinary people, but in the eyes of the powerful, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket.

Qin Hao once killed a group of horse thieves in the Southern Territory and obtained a lot of gold and silver tickets. He also blackmailed the governor of Nanjiang County for one hundred thousand taels of silver. He knew that he would enter China, so he exchanged all those gold and silver tickets for them. It turned into gold ingots. All together, there were nearly ten thousand taels of gold, all of which were piled in the warehouse on the third floor of my home in the earth world.

Qin Hao was a little excited. After seeing the Yangyuan Pill, he suddenly understood a truth. Perhaps his father's illness did not necessarily require him to find the so-called Rejuvenation Pill. How could his father take this Yangyuan Pill and improve his health? If his physique is to enter the ranks of high-level warriors as soon as possible, will his illnesses be cured without treatment?

Thinking of this, Qin Hao quickly asked:

"Excuse me, is this Yuan Yang Pill effective for everyone? For example, elderly people in their sixties."

The guy smiled and said:

"It is naturally effective and can be taken as long as the root essence is not withered and the qi and blood are not destroyed."

Hearing this, Qin Hao paused in his heart and asked anxiously:

"Then, can elderly people who are terminally ill and have less than three months to live take it?"

Hearing this, the clerk couldn't help but frowned. After thinking for a moment, he replied:

"Sir, since it was relayed by you, I don't know the specific physical condition of the old man you mentioned, so I don't dare to speak nonsense. I just have a suggestion for you, sir."

Qin Hao said hurriedly:

"Please say."

"As the saying goes, medicines are divided into three parts poison, including elixirs. However, my martial arts, with qi and blood like a furnace, and a body as strong as a cauldron, can refine these toxins cleanly, so as long as we don't take too much, elixirs are not harmful to us." The harm to us is not great. But as you just said, the old man is obviously exhausted, his energy and blood are withered, and his body is exhausted. I am afraid that he cannot withstand the power and toxins of the elixir, so I suggest that you still careful."