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Volume 5: Apocalyptic Aria Chapter 431: Anecdotes

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    Lao Xie flicked the rust-covered blade of Yurang's sword and asked Jing Mo thoughtfully: "How many copies of Juque were reforged?" "The recasting resulted in six swords, Jingke and Yurang.  , Cao GUI, Zhuan Zhu, Nie Zheng, and Yao Li, these six swords named after assassins are the direct descendants of Ju Que. ¡Ì¨N" Jing Mo gave up after saying this, "If you want to know more details.  If you want more information, you have to follow me to Bailiwu" Unexpectedly, Lao Xie signed the contract of sale immediately, agreed without saying a word, and even took the initiative to help Jing Mo carry the food basket.  On the way back to Bailiwu, Lao Xie seemed to have endless things to say. After Jing Mo filtered out the nonsense, she finally got an interesting piece of news - the Juque Sword contained a mysterious inner skill that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods weep.  "Even your Wuxuan Sect doesn't know what that mental method is called?" Jing Mo raised his eyebrows, "Then you just believe in an unknown rumor?" Lao Xie smiled awkwardly, "There's no way, it's just hope.  Well. We originally wanted to use the "White Shou Taixuan Sutra". If our sect can have another mental method, it will give us a chance to revive." Approaching the inn, Lao Xie's expression changed, "There are many masters in there!"  Jing Mo was not surprised, so he strode forward and shouted inside: "Fat Qian, watch the tea!" "Come on!~ Please take a seat, Jing Nuxia!" The voice came first, and soon, people rushed out of the backyard in a hurry.  A fat man with a round face, a cute manner and a shy smile.  The fat man seemed to glance at Lao Xie, who was three feet away from the door, but soon he focused on wiping a clean tabletop for Jingmo. The rag flew up and down in his hand, and the two-meter-wide square table was wiped out in a short time.  It was polished to a shiny finish, and the fat man hadn't moved even half a step.  "What a skill! My brother, you have extraordinary physical strength." Lao Xie stood outside the door looking a little cautious, but this did not prevent him from appreciating the master's unique skills.  Fatty Qian glanced at Lao Xie again and wanted to speak, but stopped himself and turned to ask Jing Mo: "I didn't know that the brother outside the door belongs to Jing Nuxia" "Friend, you can also say that he works for me.  "After Jing Mo sent the vegetable basket to the kitchen, he leaned on the bench without any sign of sitting down, chewing a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.  Lao Xie saw that Jing Mo was completely relaxed and introduced himself to the fat man again. He took off his guard and walked into the inn. He clasped his fists and bowed to Fatty Qian and said, "I'm Xie Chunqiu of Wuxuanmen. I passed by Luodao and luckily met Jing Mo."  Mo Nuxia, I am here, please forgive me if I have offended you." "Wuxuanmen?" Fatty Qian suddenly turned ugly, "Hahathat's itno wonder your sword has a bamboo handle."  Bamboo handles are not uncommon, right?" Jing Mo interjected.  Fatty Qian wanted to answer, but Xie Chunqiu didn't give him the chance.  "The sword is of high quality. Only bamboo can be used as the handle, but bamboo is easy to damage, so we Wu Xuan disciples usually use cloth to protect the sword." Fatty Qian suddenly became unhappy and hugged his chest.  say.  As a result, Xie Chunqiu didn't know what to do, either standing or sitting.  Fortunately, there was a Yuanmeng woman among the "newcomers" at the same time as Jing Mo. She didn't care about the so-called atmosphere and started cursing carelessly: "Qian Zhutou! The distinguished guest in the wing room on the second floor asked you to fill up the water. Do you hear me? I'll ask you for more later."  Change to the bench in the third compartment of the other house, the one that was torn apart by that guy who was as fat as you yesterday." "Oh - oh! I know, pity the heroine." Fatty Qian rushed to the second room carrying a pot of boiling water.  building.  Finally, the shopkeeper also walked out of the back room, following closely behind Lian.  When he saw Lao Xie, Lian and Jing Mo had already stared at each other for a long time.  It seems that these two people have always been on the wrong track, but the shopkeeper obviously knows the method of checks and balances. Although his own martial arts is not high, because generations of heroes have settled in this shop on Luodao, he can always make things happen by taking control first.  The good atmosphere in the store has been brought up, and it must be said that it is also a great anecdote.  On the first night, Jing Mo wanted to try the shopkeeper's kung fu, but he didn't expect that the shopkeeper easily defeated Jing Mo's sword skills and said to her: "If you want to know the origin of my martial arts, you have to help me first.  Buy groceries for a few days, otherwise, if you miss it, you may be in trouble if you meet my fellow disciples or something like that." He said it mysteriously.  Jing Mo finally brought back a new volunteer, and she had every reason to ask the shopkeeper to explain to her the origin of this set of palm techniques that could neutralize her sword skills.  The sun was setting. For some reason, there were no new passengers today. It seemed that Lao Xie¡¯s joining meant that there was no passenger traffic for the entire day.  The shopkeeper readily agreed to Jing Mo's request to allocate the construction period equally to Lao Xie. Of course, he did not shy away from the issue of his own skills. He chose to tell Jing Mo, Lian, Qian Ziliang, and Xie Chunqiu about the world during dinner time.  Anecdotes.  The sunset was like blood, and the five people gathered in the lobby for the last timeCandlelights were already burning around the table, and the atmosphere was eerie.  "You are all curious about how my palm skills can resolve such powerful kung fu from all of you, right?" No one nodded, as if they were all used to the shopkeeper starting like this.  Lao Xie didn't respond because he had never competed with the shopkeeper.  "Before that, let me ask Jing Mo a question." "What question?" The shopkeeper inspected Jing Mo from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. Jing Mo was disgusted by his look.  "Wow, shopkeeper, can you do it?" "Hang hang - Jing Mo, you don't actually know martial arts, right?" "Eh?" Jing Mo was suddenly stunned, and Qian Ziliang was also stunned;  Especially Fatty Qian, he knew that Jing Mo was able to resolve his seven-star acupuncture hand so quickly, and how deep his inner strength was.  "This can't be done, right? Shopkeeper, even if you create suspense, don't talk nonsense." Fatty Qian stood decisively on the heroine's side.  However, Lian became thoughtful and couldn't help but touch the whip wrapped around his waist.  Jing Mo remained silent, listening to the shopkeeper's explanation.  "Jing Mo, you have very strong internal strength, as if you were born with it, or in other words - innate state." "So?" "It's not so, but 'but', but you seem to be empty-handed.  A mountain of treasures, but I don¡¯t know how to get the treasures in it!¡± The shopkeeper¡¯s face became serious.  "Can you explain it more clearly?" Jing Mo said this expressionlessly, but in fact she was extremely nervous. Her fists placed under the table were clenched tightly.  "You don't know any internal skills at all, and your swordsmanship is just 'brute force'." The shopkeeper has already made the problem clear.  At this moment, everyone has a calculation in their mind. The interesting thing is Lao Xie, he directly said what he was thinking: "No wonder I think the heroine Jingmo is very approachable and easy to get close to, because she is not there all the time.  The internal energy that is running does not have the faint murderous aura of a martial arts practitioner. "The shopkeeper nodded and continued: "And my 'Taoran Palm Technique' combined with my 'Taoran Jin' will form tangible sword techniques in it.  When I first disintegrated, I was so contented that after removing the strength, Jing Mo¡¯s sword couldn¡¯t hurt me at all.¡± Jing Mo recalled the duel between himself and Qi Ren, and recalled what Ye Yan said about Qi Ren¡¯s inability to do martial arts.  , but after these words of extraordinary talent, combined with the content analyzed by the shopkeeper, she finally understood what she was lacking.  "No wonder you said that I would gain a different understanding if I stayed, you weren't just pretending" The shopkeeper smiled happily, "It's really true to hear you praise me, tsk tsk." "What's wrong?" "It's nothing.  , But, I don¡¯t want to reveal my personal secrets, so I¡¯ll stop talking about myself here. The anecdote I really want to share with you is related to this iron box.¡± The shopkeeper stood up as he spoke.  , "I once found a strange thing from a small antique vendor, and I also heard an interesting story. Thinking that you people in the martial arts world are well-informed, I thought it would be a good idea to show it to you. Especially  "Jing Mo, have you ever seen this thing?" The shopkeeper pulled out an iron box from the counter and opened the only lock. Jing Mo's eyes widened.  ¡°What the hell, is this a mobile phone!?¡±
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