Si Lei Zhenjun

Different from the bustling Alchemy Hall and Beast Hall, the Dharma Transmission Hall seemed particularly deserted.

After all, everyone has a master to teach them. Unless they want to learn some skills and spells that their master doesn't know, they won't spend spirit stones to come here to buy them.

Of course, this definitely does not include a certain handsome guy from Piaomiao Peak.

Behind the desk, an old man in a scholar's robe was reading a book with his head down. He was wearing a pair of reading glasses and it was obvious that he was a knowledgeable person.

Chu Xing had been to the Dharma Hall several times before, but he was always received by the deacon disciples. This was the first time he saw this old man.

He came up to the old man in Confucian robes and explained his purpose directly, "Senior, I want to buy a sword technique."

The old man in Confucian robes was so engrossed in reading that when he saw someone coming, he hurriedly put away the book in his hand.

But Chu Xing still caught a glimpse of the four big words "Palace Unofficial History" on the cover, and there were also colorful pictures of several women in thin palace dresses on the yellow cover.

"Ahem," the old man in Confucian robes coughed nonchalantly, looked at Chu Xing and asked:

"What sword technique do you want to buy?"

Chu Xing said respectfully:

"Could you please introduce me to one or two?"

"Didn't your master give you any instructions before you came here?" The old man in Confucian robes looked at Chu Xing with a little surprise.

"I am a disciple of Piaomiao Peak."

"I see. Then it wouldn't be a problem for me to give you some pointers," the old man in Confucian robes said with a sympathetic smile. "However, my Dharma Hall contains countless sword techniques, and each one has a different price. You should first tell me what you want from me and how much spirit stones you plan to spend on it."

Chu Xing thought for a moment, "The price should be within 100,000 spirit stones. It should be wind-type or lightning-type, with a stronger power, capable of fighting enemies across borders. Also... my comprehension is poor, so the sword techniques should be simple and easy to understand. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn anything more advanced."

When he first heard about the 100,000 spirit stones, the old man in Confucian robes looked at Chu Xing with a warmer look.

However, when Chu Xing finished his long list of requests, although he still had a smile on his face, his body, which was slightly leaning forward, retreated a little.

It needs to be able to cross borders and fight against enemies, yet it also needs to be easy to understand?

What are you doing?

Which magic spell in the world that is powerful is not profound, mysterious, and difficult to understand?

"This really doesn't exist."

The old man in Confucian robes had almost no hesitation, but he was unwilling to miss out on such a big client, so he advised:

"If you ask me, you young people should be brave enough to try. How can you know that you can't learn advanced sword techniques if you haven't even tried?"

Chu Xing's heart moved slightly.

The secret of using the divine sword to draw lightning took the eldest senior brother several days to create, so it was understandable that I was unable to comprehend it at first.

Maybe I can really learn this lower-level sword technique?

Thinking of this, Chu Xing looked at the old man in Confucian robes with hesitation and said:

"But I can't return the sword techniques I bought from your Dharma Hall. What if I don't learn them by then? Wouldn't that be a waste of spirit stones?"

"Haha," the old man in Confucian robes waved his hand gently, "Since you are Qi girl's disciple, I have to give you some preferential treatment. If you don't learn it by then, you can just take it back and return it."

How novel! You can get preferential treatment by reporting the name of Master?

Chu Xing curled his lips and asked:

"Senior, do you have any history with my master?"

The old man in Confucian robes smiled kindly, stroked his beard and said:

"My name is Shang Zhengde. I wonder if Qi girl has mentioned it to you? You Piaomiao Peak have always liked to let your disciples run wild, and Qi girl was no exception. If she wanted to learn magic and skills, she could only come to me. So it's not an exaggeration to say that I taught her all by myself."

Chu Xing quickly searched through his memory and found the identity that this name corresponded to within the sect—the head of the Sunset Ping lineage.

"Haha, no wonder I felt so close to you the first time I saw you. It turns out you have this kind of relationship with my master. Since you are half of my master's master, I have the audacity to call you Grandmaster."

……

Half an hour later, Chu Xing happily returned to the courtyard with three jade slips.

I have to say, it’s really easy to get things done when you have someone higher up.

Not only could he withdraw if he couldn't learn these three sword techniques, but his 'cheap master' also gave him a 20% discount, so the total cost was only 120,000 spirit stones.

He even planned that if he failed to learn these three sword techniques, he would return them and buy a few more to learn.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Chu Xing saw the Qilin cub rubbing its head against Xiaoyu and making low humming sounds.

Obviously hungry.

Alas, I hope Xiaoli can come back soon.

Otherwise, who can afford to spend two or three hundred spirit stones a day?

He sighed, took out twenty portions of spirit beast feed and placed them in front of it, "Eat quickly, and then take us out after you finish."

"Yo——" the Qilin cub called out happily, then lowered its head and started eating one bite at a time.

……

Dayan Cult.

Zhao Qianxing sat on the black jade throne, listening to the report from the Ghost Eye Old Man below:

"Master, the undercover agent we planted in the Yunxiao Sect has brought back two pieces of good news. One is that the Yunxiao Sect will open its doors to recruit disciples in about half a month. The other is that the Yunxiao Sect will hold a sect celebration in March, inviting many forces. We can take advantage of this opportunity to join."

Zhao Qianxing's face was solemn, and after a while he said:

"Okay, then you should send someone to sneak into the Yunxiao Sect during the disciple-recruiting ceremony and lie in wait. They will then be there to help us when the Yunxiao Sect's main celebration is held."

The Ghost Eyed Old Man looked troubled. "Master, the Yunxiao Sect is full of sinister and cunning individuals. They are all extremely vigilant. Our sect has spent nearly a hundred years and has only planted one spy among them. I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to handle."

"Humph, just because it's difficult, you won't do it? Things are in the hands of people, and they can't be perfect everywhere."

Zhao Qianxing snorted coldly and scolded:

"The undercover agent currently planted in the Yunxiao Sect isn't strictly speaking a member of our sect, and his loyalty is still uncertain. If we let him act as a backup, what will happen if he suddenly turns against us?"

The Ghost Eyed Old Man was startled and quickly nodded in response, "Yes... I'll order people to prepare right away."