Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

The purple light of chance on this miscellaneous servant’s body was a few points stronger than the last time Gu Xuan met a thick young man in Fang City.

“The Purple Grade Chance represents at least the Ground Level Treasure or Gong Fa, the last Purple Grade Chance let me get the Gengjin Gang Qi, what can I bring this time?”

Gu Xuan pressed down his inner expectations and said to the miscellaneous servant, “Who are you?” What to do now? ”

The miscellaneous servant honestly replied, “The little man Zhang Hu is a miscellaneous servant of the Prison Peak.” Just now the guard sent a message saying that a prisoner had died in the dungeon cell, and I was told to hurry over now to collect the body. ”

Gu Xuan nodded and said lightly, “You go back first, I’ll go over and have a look, and then I’ll collect the body later.” ”

“This…”

Zhang Hu was a little embarrassed to hear Gu Xuan’s words, but the guard next to him glared at him and scolded, “Didn’t you hear Lord Gu’s words?!” Don’t roll yet! ”

“Yes yes..”

Zhang Hu hurriedly left.

When Zhang Hu was retreating, Gu Xuan branched out the guards who had been following him, and then followed the line of opportunity that extended from Zhang Hu’s body all the way.

As Zhang Hu said, the direction of the chance line is deep into the Prison Peak, all the way to the underground cell cell.

Gu Xuan, the dungeon cell, was still coming for the first time.

The number of cells here is much less than that of the human and xuan steps, but each cell is made of xuan iron steel, and it is also engraved with special formation prohibitions, which are unbreakable.

The purple line of opportunity that Gu Xuan was pursuing extended from a cell.

Gu Xuan quickly walked over and saw that the cell door was open, and a figure was lying upright on the ground.

It was a dry old man, so thin that he was almost out of human form, his eyes were round and his face was vicious, and he had been dead for a long time.

It could be seen that someone had already come to check and confirm that the old man was dead, and then He would notify Zhang Hu to come and collect the body.

Gu Xuan saw that the last landing point of the purple chance line was the old man’s mouth.

He squatted down, pried open the old man’s mouth with his saber, examined it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The old man had a tattered strip of cloth in his mouth, and there seemed to be faint handwriting on the strip.

This was the opportunity Gu Xuan was looking for!

Gu Xuan hurriedly took out the cloth strip and opened it to check it, only to see that the cloth strip was densely written with blood and a large number of small characters.

The first few small words made Gu Xuan’s body shake slightly.

“Secret Skills. Draw the knife. ”

It’s a secret skill!

Secret skills are a kind of martial arts, but they are far more precious than ordinary martial arts.

The types of secret techniques have been around for many years, and the effects are varied.

Some can change a person’s appearance and body shape, and some can make people burst out of combat effectiveness several times beyond the ordinary in a short period of time

Previously, in Xiao Han’s territory, Ke Duanyue of the Northern Snow Sect tried to deceive his own search, using a secret technique.

This secret skill. The general outline of the drawing of the sword, from the name, seems to be a secret skill of combat.

Gu Xuan continued to look.

As he read deeper, the light in his eyes grew stronger.

“What a ghostly idea!”

Gu Xuan looked at the entire strip of cloth and couldn’t help but sigh.

This sword-drawing general principle teaches how to store the warrior’s qi, spirit, and flesh in a single sword and explode in an instant.

Qi refers to the internal strength and yuan force of the warrior, god refers to the spirit of the warrior, including the martial arts conception, and flesh is the physical strength.

The power of the three is integrated into one knife, and each knife is truly fully exerted, and the power can be imagined.

According to the description on the cloth, if you can cultivate this secret skill, you can succeed.

In an instant, it can explode with the strength of an ordinary martial artist ten times or even dozens of times.

One knife is worth a hundred knives of others.

After the Heavenly Realm easily slashed the Heavenly Realm, the Heavenly Realm killed the Spirit Sea at will, the Spirit Sea Realm could slaughter Xuan Dan, and the Xuan Dan Realm could also kill the Divine Phase

The upper limit only depends on the practitioner’s qi and god meat three aspects of the foundation, the stronger the foundation, the higher the upper limit!

“The focus of this secret skill is on a stored word, and the longer it is stored, the more powerful it will be when the knife is issued.”

If you don’t produce a knife, it will be a stone breaker!

The knife is on the edge, like a demon! ”

“Although every time the knife is drawn, it will fall into a short ‘weak period’, but it is still flawed.”

At the end of the strip, there is a line of small print.

“If the old man could have created this secret sword technique fifty years earlier, he would have killed the Spirit Sword Sect full of doors!”

The shocking blood words revealed the old man’s reluctance and resentment before his death.

He spent a full fifty years in the prison of the Prison Peak to create this secret skill, but now he was still cheap gu Xuan, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, which had to be said to be ironic.

“Since the organic organic line exists, it is still purple, which proves that there is nothing wrong with the secret art of drawing the sword, and it can be cultivated.”

“If I hadn’t cut off my beard from it, this sword technique of at least the ground level would have been acquired by Zhang Hu.”

In time, my Spirit Sword Sect might have a sword demon talent who had risen strongly from the miscellaneous service! ”

After all, the old man’s corpse was dirty and smelly, and who would touch it except Zhang Hu, a miscellaneous servant who specialized in collecting corpses.

Of course, Gu Xuan appeared, and Zhang Hu’s “legend” was doomed to be gone.

Casually squeezing the cloth strips into powder, Gu Xuan’s brain also heard a pleasant system prompt sound.

“Congratulations to the host for the success of the opportunity to cut off the beard, and receive the reward: 100 times to understand Dan (three days)*1.”