Vol 2 Chapter 602: The Decree of Guanglong (4D 31/109)

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"This knife."
The old man who sold knives slowly glanced at An Qisheng and asked, "Do you want to buy a knife on credit, or buy a knife?"
"What is it?"
An Qisheng looked at the old knife seller with great interest.
There is no fluctuation of divine power, no filling of blood, no trace of unusualness, it seems to be just an ordinary person.
But An Qisheng naturally does not think this is an ordinary person.
Blood energy, divine power can have a method of concealment, but physical fitness does not. After repeated hard work, there is something that can not be hidden.
People will deceive people, organs will not.
"This knife is a human knife. It depends on the price of the person. It can be bought on credit. The price depends on the price of the buyer."
The old man who sells knives smiled and asked: "Mr. thinks that his personal value is much better, this knife is worth much."
"The knife of humanity naturally needs to be bought with humanity."
The old knife seller said softly:
"Mr. Buy if you want, or go if you don't, don't delay our business."
"This knife was seen by the guest before. You asked for 30 days Ding Dan. Why, I want to buy it, but I have to pay for it?"
An Qisheng's eyes were like water, without the fireworks, standing in the long street, but like the blessed land of immortal mountains, with the feeling of becoming an immortal.
"The guest is not working four limbs, not rich at home, and has poor luck. Thirty days of Ding Dan is already the money he can earn in his life. He can buy knives for thirty days. Mr. Naturally, this is not the case. Price."
The knife-solder took a deep look at An Qisheng and asked again:
"Mr.'s favoritism?"
"The Bodhisattva is afraid of the cause, all beings are afraid of fruit, and human relations are priceless, let alone be light...
An Qisheng pointed at the belly spatula, the sword sounded "Woo", the light was like water, and the iron could be regarded as a magical soldier: "Your knife seems worthless."
The two did not deliberately avoid other people, and never lowered their voices, but letting them talk, the pedestrians walking around seemed to be unable to see them at all.
Passing through, unconsciously.
"It's worth noting that it's worth looking at personally. The old man is doing business, and buying and selling is not a matter of righteousness."
The old knife seller just smiled and didn't argue.
"I heard that Dongzhou has a hidden sects. Each generation inherits three or five people and is scattered all over the world. It is called the credit knife gate, and the credit gate gatekeeper is also called the credit knife man..."
An Qisheng squeezed from the void, and a book fell on his fingertips.
Shaking slightly, you can see the three words on it; credit knife door.
This is a book compiled by Sanxin Lan Lingtong, there are many similar ones, from the three holy places, the ten major sect gates, and down to the unknown little sect gate of Dongzhou.
Even some loose repairs.
Of course, some of the information in it is detailed and rough, just extracted from many spiritual imprints by the three-hearted blue spirit boy. Naturally, it will not matter.
However, it is enough that An Qisheng has a deeper understanding of Dongzhou.
For example, this credit card door.
This man of the Daomenmen is thin and has almost no power. However, the power is not, but his network is extremely wide.
No one knows how many knives the credit knives have released from generation to generation, and no one knows exactly who has ever used their knives.
Once Zong Men peeped into the secret story of the Daomen, but did not wait for the shot, he was completely flattened by the masters who had fought to return the knife.
Among the shots, there are even people in the Holy Land.
"Mr. is knowledgeable."
The knife-solder was not too surprised, but just glanced at the booklet and asked, "However, Mr. Shi knows the credit knife and wants to come, but also knows the Tiantian Pavilion?"
"Slightly know one or two."
An Qisheng turned it around, and the large characters in that booklet had been transformed into make-up pavilions.
Butiange is a secret organization in Dongzhou. It sells intelligence and buys homicides to make a living. In particular, it likes to kill Tianjiao.
However, the origin of the Bu Tian Pavilion is secret, and it is suspected to be from outside Dongzhou.
When I first came to Dongzhou, I had a huge conflict with many sect gate holy sites, and even had a record of assassination of the holy land master, which made countless large and small sect gates frightened.
It can even be said that many forces, including the three holy sites and the ten major sect gates, have been assassinated by this make-up pavilion.
But partiality, such an organization, still exists.
The enemy is everywhere, but it can still exist, even though it exists in the dark, it can be seen that it is terrible.
"Then Mr. knows that Bu Tian Ge is very interested in him."
The old knife seller looked at An Qisheng with a subtle expression:
"Butiange believes in the belief of "killing lives to make up the sky". For killing lives, I especially like to kill Tianjiao. The gentleman was born and turned out to be the most dazzling person in the world..."
"I also have a lot of interest in Bu Tian Ge."
An Qisheng put away the booklet and looked calm.
The killer of Butiange, he has already met him. He has experienced three assassinations in two years, and as a result, he has three more caves in his Xinghai.
This is also the origin of his "Bu Tian Ge" brochure.
"Butian Pavilion is from outside Dongzhou, or it is a force that spans several big states. According to legend, this Bu Tian Pavilion has masters of human races, demon races, even dragons and phoenixes, Taigu relics... .."
The knife-solder said calmly:
"Butiange can still stand on Dongzhou despite offending almost all forces, and its strength is evident."
"It's always a mouse hiding in the shadows. It can't turn the sky."
An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Bu Tian Ge is not yet qualified to carry one of my favors."
Having said that, he dropped the knife in his hand and seemed to be leaving.
"Mr. was misunderstood."
The old man who sold knives shook his head: "What everyone knows is not worth me to sell knives, this is just a free gift."
"Oh?"
An Qisheng was unmoved.
Zhu Dahai, who was behind him, stared blankly, it was not worth what the two were talking about.
But the little chicken cub on his shoulder jumped down and fell onto the stall. "Ding Dang Dang Dang" pecked the sword soldiers, playing with pleasure.
"There will be no masters, experiences, masters out of thin air in this world, and no arrogance of being born out of the world. Mr. Chen became famous in Dongzhou in just a few years. The attraction is not only the Tiange Pavilion, but even the Tianji Pavilion. There are people in other big states buying information about Mr........"
The old man who sells knives looks directly at An Qisheng, his eyes gleaming and fading:
"I am using a decree that has been circulating for more than 20,000 years, but only a few people know about it. Can a sir buy it?"
"Tai Chi?"
An Qisheng looked slightly.
Among the many intelligences compiled by Sanxin Lan Lingtong, there is naturally Xuanji, and Zheng Longqiu and others knew something, and he naturally knew it.
Xuanji once saw a message about the imperial court of Zhongzhou in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Mingyue Holy Land, which mentioned a decree.
According to legend, it was a decree issued by Supreme Master Guanglong to shake the world with supreme supernatural power after he became enlightened.
Only, Pang Wanyang left this decree...
An Qisheng pondered in his mind, deep in the eyes, in a place invisible to ordinary people, but suddenly a glimmer of water glowed:
[Consumption of 700,000 points of force (ten times the consumption without branding, ten times the consumption of Lingbao suppression air transportation)]
【Credit knife person (2584/6845)】
[Original trajectory 1: Born in Wanyangjie, Dongzhou, Zhudaozhulin.......Born in spirit, born into spirit. When he was a boy, he read through hundreds of Taoist possessions and learned wisdom.
When he was a teenager, he walked the world with his teacher, lingering in the red dust, and for a thousand years, he eventually learned the secret biography of Tai Chi Dao Dao, and became the new master of credit Dao...
After the great change of heaven and earth, they became kings. On the day of kings, they were shot into the bamboo forest by a galaxy arrow shot from the depths of the starry sky...]
【Bloodline: King Bai Zhen】
[Fate: Open-mindedness, open-mindedness, can learn all methods, can penetrate the hearts of the people, can spy on the heavenly machine, but the heavenly machine can't be said, and more words will be lost. 】
The consumption of 700,000 points of Dao force can be said to be not small. Even if it is not consumed a hundred times, it is a full 7,000 points. Yuan Duxiu's original fate trajectory is only 6,000 points.
Obviously, this old panda's achievements are more than Yuan Duxiu's original track.
But this did not make him any trouble.
I only swept the word "Tai Chi" on it, but frowned in my heart.
This old panda has a relationship with Pang Wanyang. He was not surprised. When he saw the old panda's first glance, he made some guesses.
It was Pang Wanyang who frowned him.
But he was very clear about what kind of person Pang Wanyang was. UU reading www.uukaanshu.com
That's an overbearing person who will kill you, and will tell you in an upright manner, choose a day, Zhengda will go to the door brightly, and never play conspiracy.
This is the case at the time of the Jiufu Realm, and it cannot be the imminent nine heavens and ten earths.
What would make Pang Wanyang at the peak have scruples?
What is he afraid of?
world?
still is.......
"Mr?"
The credit knife frowned slowly. Although he didn't notice anything strange, he always felt that the eyes of the person in front seemed to penetrate the heart.
Can he see through his hiding?
The credit knife person was a little surprised.
An Qisheng recovered, looked at the old panda covered in secret, and shook his head slightly: "No need."
"Sir knows, what does that decree mean?"
The look of the credit knife has changed slightly.
"I've never had the habit of taking orders from other people, let alone..."
In the last few words, An Qisheng never spoke, but turned away.
"Mr?"
The credit knife person looked up, and An Qisheng had already walked into the crowd.
He stood still for a long time before shaking his head.
Some accidents, but not too unexpected, after all, this one is most likely...
"Huh? What about that knife seller?"
At this time, only some of the pedestrians recovered, looking at the empty ground beside them, some of them puzzled.
This turned around, would people disappear?
"Credit knife..."
An Qisheng pondered in his mind.
He can't guess what's behind this at this time, but he feels faintly that it will be a big trouble.
Very big,
Great.