reborn as a wolf

Chapter 32 Xuantian Sword Art

In the room, there is a root-carved tea art table. A middle-aged man with a long beard is sitting there, lifting the steaming teapot and continuing to fill the teacup placed in front of him. His movements are as natural as flowing water.

When Tang Hui was studying at a third-rate university, he took several elective tea ceremony culture classes. From the rise and fall of the long-bearded middle-aged man's arms, he could recognize the three-nod phoenix nodding method of water injection commonly used by tea masters.

That gesture was meticulous.

The sound of water is calm and unhurried.

That figure reveals my confidence and strength to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai despite the violent wind and rain.

This is a master.

Tang Hui subconsciously realized that the middle-aged man in front of him definitely had much more powerful magic than the old monk from the Jing Zen Sect. He was probably even a monk in the Void Return Stage. Otherwise, he would not be guarding the VIP building of Tianlin Pavilion alone.

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"I'm a guest here. Let's have a cup of tea first."

The middle-aged man with a long beard picked up a tea cup from the table, placed it opposite him, and poured tea. Tang Hui slowly approached, sat down carelessly, and reached out to pick up the tea cup. The diameter of the tea cup was only an inch, and the inside was

The color is bright white, and the golden tea soup is rising with steam. It is crystal clear and has a dense aroma, just like a work of art. The tea in the tea cup is slightly bulging, and the technique of pouring it full but not overflowing can only be achieved by a formal and experienced tea ceremony master.

The golden sunshine shines in from the open windows, coating everything in the house with a layer of brilliant haze. The breeze is gentle, the smoke is swaying, and the fragrance of tea is permeated. It seems that the moment is so leisurely, peaceful and quiet.

Tang Hui is like a cow chewing peonies and drinking them all in one gulp.

"How about my tea?"

At this moment, the long-bearded middle-aged man was like the most hospitable host in the world. He asked diligently. His eyes were slightly squinted, and with the unique and sophisticated eyes of a middle-aged man, he was examining the man in front of him, who was wearing a bamboo hat and covering his face.

Young man in robe.

“Good tea.”

Tang Hui responded casually. His little knowledge of tea ceremony was something he heard and saw occasionally when he was sleeping in the tea ceremony culture class. At this moment, when the tea soup entered his mouth, the lingering fragrance filled his cheeks, and he praised "good tea", which was not perfunctory.

"This Ningshen tea is a semi-fermented tea. It requires five or six pours of water. It is the best time to drink tea. This is the first pour of water. The tea leaves have not yet relaxed and the soup tastes thin." The middle-aged man with a long beard smiled.

Then he said, "This Ningshen tea has the effect of refreshing the mind. In the market, one tael of tea leaves requires a medium-grade spiritual stone, and it is even expensive but not available."

Tang Hui was speechless. One middle-grade spiritual stone was equivalent to a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. In other words, he drank several spiritual stones in just one sip.

"Guest, what kind of exercises do you need?" The middle-aged man with a long beard asked casually with a smile in his eyes as he licked his beard.

"Mysterious Sword Technique." Tang Hui didn't like to beat around the bush and got straight to the point.

"Please wait a moment." The middle-aged man with a long beard sat still and stretched out his right hand towards several nearby bookshelves. Four sword manuals automatically flew out from the bookshelf and landed in the palm of the middle-aged man with a long beard.

, the long-bearded middle-aged man arranged the four sword tactics in his hand one by one on the table of root carving wood art, allowing Tang Hui to choose.

"Xuan-level low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade one each. Xuan-level low-grade 150,000 low-grade spiritual stones, Xuan-level middle-grade 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones, Xuan-level high-grade 600,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and Xuan-grade top grade one

One top-grade spiritual stone or one hundred top-grade spiritual stones.”

Tang Hui remained silent, recycling a book of Xuan-level exercises for 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and selling a copy of Xuan-level exercises for 150,000 low-grade spiritual stones. There was a price difference of 50,000, which is a bit too dark.

"Can it be less?" Tang Hui was a little bit sad that a copy of a low-grade Mystical Sword Art would cost more than half of the price. He tried to bargain, and he could save a little.

The middle-aged man with a long beard smiled slightly and said: "Our store never bargains on price. If customers have objections to the price, they can go to other stores."

This is basically an eviction order.

Tang Hui rolled his eyes, touched his chin and said, "Can you borrow it? I'll just watch it for a while and then return it to the original."

The middle-aged man with a long beard picked up the tea cup, took a small sip, swallowed it slowly, and said, "Okay, I can borrow it for one day, and it will cost 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

"Damn, this is too dark." Tang Hui's little plan failed.

The middle-aged man with a long beard put down the tea cup slightly, looked at Tang Hui, smiled and said nothing.

"Well, let's do this. I'll borrow this sword art for an hour and then return it to you. How about it?" Tang Hui pointed at the book of top-grade Xuan-level skills.

"This book? Two hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones to watch for an hour." The middle-aged man with a long beard once again served Tang Huiman a cup of calming tea, and said in a leisurely manner: "Is the guest going to take it away or just watch it here? What if?

If you take it away, you need collateral."

"Two hundred thousand?" Tang Hui widened his eyes and said loudly: "Didn't we just agree on fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"

The middle-aged man with a long beard put the tea cup on the root carving table and said: "Xuan level has fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones, Xuan level has 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones, Xuan level has 150,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

The top-notch 200,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and you must also swear an oath about your inner demons, not to spread the word, otherwise you will be haunted by your inner demons, and your lifelong realm will stop here, and you will not be able to make any progress."

"So cruel?" Tang Hui originally planned to rely on the photographic memory of the villain in Lingtai Consciousness Sea to record everything, and then make a few handwritten copies, resell them in several other stores, and make a lot of money.

Spiritual stone.

The long-bearded middle-aged man was like a scheming fox. He had already seen through Tang Hui's thoughts and was ready to put away the four sword manuals on the root carving wood table.

"Okay, I will borrow this sword manual right here."

Tang Hui reluctantly took out the storage bag that the female cultivator in the lobby on the first floor had just given him, took out 4,549 low-grade spirit stones, and threw the remaining spirit stones and bags at the root carving wood art

on the desktop.

The middle-aged man with a long beard reached out to pick up the storage bag, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and then smiled and said: "Then please ask the guests to make a great oath of inner demons. If you violate this oath, your inner demons will be haunted, and your realm will stop here for life.

No advance."

Tang Hui raised his index finger, middle finger, ring finger, thumb and little finger and clasped them tightly in his palm, swore to the sky, and said word for word: "I swear to God, I will not leak even a single word of today's events to the outside world. If I violate this,

I swear, I am haunted by inner demons, my lifelong realm will stop here, and I will not be able to make any progress."

"Haha." The long-bearded middle-aged man added some tea for himself, placed the Mysterious Sword Manual on the table, pressed it with his index finger, gently pushed it in front of Tang Hui, and said: "Now the timer starts,

Viewing can only be done within the VIP building.”

What caught Tang Hui's eyes were four large characters with strong sword energy - "Xuan Tian Sword Jue".

Immediately, without wasting a moment, Tang Hui held up "Xuan Tian Sword Jue" with both claws. First, he read the outline ten lines at a time, and then read it carefully from beginning to end, refusing to miss a single word.

At the same time, the three-inch little man in Tang Huilingtai's sea of ​​consciousness carved the words, images, and annotations in "Xuantian Sword Art" word for word on the ground. The three-inch little man worshiped the one-inch dragon-marked little man he had just conquered. Sword, practice Xuantian Sword Technique in the sea of ​​consciousness at Lingtai.

The long-bearded middle-aged man sat patiently drinking tea. At the same time, he was curious about how much this young man could comprehend in just one hour. If it were him, he would definitely choose to buy a Xuan-level low-grade sword art at any time. Watch it, and you can also make a handwritten copy and sell it, instead of temporarily renting this Xuan-level sword art.

Not just anyone can copy the secrets of the exercises casually. First of all, most of the seniors who wrote the secrets of the exercises used their spiritual consciousness to write, instead of using cinnabar pens or brushes to write. The secrets of the exercises were imprinted with the instructions of the seniors. If you don't get permission, it will be easy for the spiritual imprint in the secret book to backfire.

Otherwise, if the disciples of those great sects enter the Sutra Pavilion, copy a few Xuan-level exercises at will, and sell them secretly, wouldn't every cultivator possess millions or even tens of millions of spiritual stones, and the secrets of the exercises would have long been turned into The price of cabbage has gone up.

Why is there an old man with missing front teeth guarding the Sutra Pavilion at Lotus Peak? It’s because the Sutra Pavilion has set up a formation, and at the same time, the pages of the book are imprinted with the spiritual imprint of the old man with missing front teeth. The time has come, and he will read the secret book of exercises. The monks of the sect sent the scriptures out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The VIP building of Tianlin Pavilion is guarded by a middle-aged man with a long beard. It is the same reason. If a senior master who has surpassed the middle-aged man with a long beard comes to Tianlin Pavilion to snatch the secrets of the exercises, the middle-aged man with a long beard will guard the secrets of the exercises. The spiritual imprints in the secret books only require a single thought, and these skill secret books can spontaneously ignite without fire and burn to ashes.

Time passed by minute by second, just like pieces of low-grade spiritual stones connected in a line fell into someone else's pocket. Tang Hui didn't care about the passage of time, but was mesmerized in the sea of ​​​​consciousness on the Lingtai over and over again. Practice "Xuantian Sword Art".

This "Xuantian Sword Technique" covers everything, from pointing swords to flicking swords, from controlling swords to flying swords. It is explained vividly and has tens of thousands of words. Fortunately, Tang Hui, the green-robed Taoist at the Lotus Peak of the Yushou Sect, gave it to the boy in gray. After listening to the lectures for several months, I have gained an understanding of the Five Elements Techniques, simple formations, and even sword-wielding techniques and sacrificial training techniques. I can draw on analogies to understand this top-notch Xuan-level Kung Fu technique without knowing anything about it.

The three-inch villain in the sea of ​​consciousness on the Lingtai pointed with his hand, and the one-inch sword instantly rose to five inches. The three-inch villain stepped on the five-inch sword and recited the word "Qi", and the five-inch sword slowly rose up slowly. Empty, then full, moving in the sky like a turtle crawling.

The three-inch villain looked happy, and then he made several sword moves with both hands. The five-inch sword shot out white sword energy, blasting out small craters with a radius of one foot on the ground. The three-inch villain was very He nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, the three-inch villain tried to speed up, and the five-foot long sword flew out instantly. The three-inch villain stepped on the air and fell from a high altitude. He fell like a dog chewing mud. He quickly stood up and patted the dust on his body. , unconvinced, he recalled the five-inch sword, stepped forward again, and then fell to the ground again.

Flying with a sword is not an easy task.

Although it seems that the immortal coming from the sky with a sword is so cool and cool, but when you really have to move at high speed and the person and the sword turn into a ray of light, you will understand the difficulty.

At this time, the middle-aged man with a long beard coughed, stretched out his hand, spread his palms, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the time has come. If you still want to borrow it for an hour, two hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

Tang Hui slowly opened his eyes, smiled back at the long-bearded middle-aged man through his bamboo hat, put the "Xuantian Sword Jue" in his hand back on the table, then stood up and asked: "Do you have any here?"

Earth-level skills?"

The middle-aged man with a long beard lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head slightly and said, "There is a local low-grade technique and a hundred top-quality spiritual stones, but I will no longer lend them out. Can the customer afford it?"

Tang Hui touched his nose and walked out of Tianlin Pavilion gracefully.