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In the dark back hall.

Figures move.

Sellers are walking here one after another, looking at each seller. If they encounter someone who is interested, they will chat in a low voice and ask about the price.

Yang Fang, who was tall and wearing a bamboo hat, was also walking among the crowd, searching.

Dozens of sellers in a row have been viewed by him.

Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes fell in front of a person.

Two things were placed in front of this man.

A yellowed book and a pair of precious armor.

There are three big characters clearly written on the book.

【Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra!】

"Poison technique?"

Yang Fang's voice was hoarse.

"Yes."

The stall owner nodded indifferently.

"Can it poison a seventh-grade master?"

Yang Fang asked.

The stall owner looked at Yang Fang coldly and said, "As long as you can practice well enough, you can poison yourself even at the eighth or ninth level. If you don't practice well, hehe, you will only poison yourself!"

"How much silver?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Two hundred taels."

The stall owner spoke indifferently.

"Can I pick it up and look at it?"

"Can."

Yang Fang touched the Book of Ten Thousand Poisons and soon frowned again.

All I could see was that the contents of the book were in dilapidated condition.

There are obviously a lot less at the back, and the other contents inside are also a lot blurry, and you can't even see the specific handwriting on them. Only the first dozen or so are really intact.

"You are so handicapped that you dare to accept two hundred taels?"

Yang Fang said hoarsely.

The stall owner was angry for a while and said, "If it weren't for the severe damage, you think I would only sell it for two hundred taels. Do you like it? Even if only the first dozen pages are left, it is still a priceless treasure!"

In those dozen pages, three highly toxic configuration methods were recorded.

But it is a pity that none of them have corresponding solutions, because the solutions are all at the back and are incomplete.

Yang Fang finally nodded and said, "Okay, I want it!"

He took two bags of broken silver from the package and placed them directly in front of the stall owner.

The stall owner took back the silver as fast as lightning and said, "Here is also a pair of Earth Dragon Beast treasure armor. Do you want to see it too? Two hundred taels of silver!"

"Need not."

Yang Fang responded, after putting on the Ten Thousand Poison Sutra, he suddenly said, "Right? Is there any spiritual level mental method?"

"Spiritual level mind method?"

The stall owner took a deep look at Yang Fang, shook his head and said, "I don't have any here."

Yang Fang continued to look at the others.

Various things were placed in front of the figures.

After a while, Yang Fang turned around, feeling a little disappointed.

"Friend, I see you have gone around in a circle, what do you need?"

Suddenly, the figure wearing a red mask walked over.

Yang Fang turned around and looked over, Seiya responded, "I need spiritual-level mental skills. I wonder if you have any?"

"Spiritual level mind method?"

The figure in the red mask laughed directly and said, "What a coincidence. Just last month, a spiritual-level mental method was revealed and was bought for a high price of 650 taels of silver. This thing is inherently valuable but has no market.

, it all depends on luck. If you are unlucky, you won’t be able to see a few books in a year, but if you are lucky, you may encounter two books in one night.”

"Can you come across two books in one night?"

Yang Fang was surprised.

"Yes, two books appeared on one night two years ago."

The figure in the red mask smiled and said, "But it's a pity that it took more than half a year for a book to appear. Spirit-level mental techniques are often in the hands of those big forces, which is the guarantee of their monopoly power. It is difficult to leak out easily."

"Okay, thank you!"

Yang Fang nodded, feeling disappointed again.

Looking at it this way, he might as well find a big sect to join.

Waiting for the black market, I don’t know how long it will take.

After Yang Fang bought what he needed, he left directly.

At this time, other people in the back hall began to leave one after another.

They were all extremely decisive and agreed to buy and sell at 10%. They did not want to stay for a moment longer and left the place as quickly as possible.

Yang Fang also directly used the Snow Stepping Skill and swept towards the distance.

During this period, several figures suddenly appeared in the grass on both sides and tried to follow him, but he was instantly thrown away.

After half a stick of incense.

Yang Fang returned to the city again, and his body had returned to its original shape.

Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly stopped, hiding in the shadows, and looked back.

I saw that Elder Liu's residence was not far away.

Liu Hu was sneaky and came from a distance. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He immediately quietly opened the courtyard door and entered the courtyard.

Yang Fang was thoughtful, walked out of the shadows, and returned home.

"The Scripture of Ten Thousand Poisons!"

As soon as he came back, he lit the oil lamp and took out the broken and yellowed secret book.

"It's a pity that all the rest of the content is ruined."

He immediately began to study the previous content.

The poisons recorded on the first dozen pages are Drunken Soul Incense, Flying Immortal Water, and Insect Incense.

The first one is poisonous smoke.

The second one is Venom.

The third one is a mark used for tracking. Once anyone is intoxicated by insect incense, no matter how far they run, there will be a signal on their body.

Three types of poisons require extremely rare materials.

It is completely different from the poison he prepared before.

This is a poison that can even affect spiritual masters!

"I have never heard of any of the above materials. I wonder if it would be difficult to buy them?"

Yang Fang said to himself.

I quickly read through the contents of more than ten pages and understood everything.

Yang Fang put down the secret book and thought about the spirit-level mental method again.

Since you can't count on the black market, you can only look for sects.

He carefully recalled the major martial arts sects in Bailuo City in his mind.

The Black Dragon Army cannot join, otherwise the secret will be exposed sooner or later.

Secondly, cross gates and sensor gates must also be eliminated.

Shishimen is the sect that Chen Shiyan belongs to. If she joins, she will definitely be discovered.

The induction door is even weirder. It is proficient in telepathy and can sense the emotional changes of others.

If you join in, it's no different than throwing yourself into a trap.

"The remaining sects are Sword Tower, Black Mountain Temple, Sifang Alliance and Xuanwu Sect."

"Huh? Xuanwu Sect"

Yang Fang suddenly felt something in his heart.

Cheng Tianye once introduced this sect.

He is also the master of martial arts in Bailuo City.

But the difference is that this sect has complex composition, and since the gang leader disappeared, the situation inside has gradually gone wrong.

More importantly, it is not difficult to join this sect, and it is even easier to obtain spiritual-level mental skills.

There are several elders in the Xuanwu Sect who have long been corrupt, and secretly collect huge amounts of money to teach spiritual-level internal skills.

Eight hundred taels of silver were taught directly, which was one hundred and fifty taels more expensive than the black market.

But whether you can learn it depends on your personal qualifications.

"That's it."

Yang Xing's heart flickered.

Nothing that can be solved with money is a big deal.

I have a lot of money now!

Eight hundred taels of silver is a huge sum of money for most people, including Cheng Tianye and others, who cannot afford it.

The [Spirit Level Mind Technique] obtained by the Nanshi Traveler was provided by Chen Shiyan.

Chen Shiyan took a big risk and handed over the secrets of Cross Gate to Ren Jun.

But Ren Jun did not dare to teach it to other Blue Star people easily, because if it was exposed, Chen Shiyan would be implicated.

They wanted to go to Xuanwu Sect to become a disciple, but unfortunately, the conditions were not enough.

Yang Fang made up his mind, walked to the courtyard again, picked up the long knife, and continued to practice.

Early the next day.

Yang Fang left his residence and wandered around the city.

The entire city is extremely huge. After asking someone to carefully explore it several times.

Yang Fang finally came to a small hill.

Bailuo City is extremely vast. There are mountains, rivers, and various buildings in the city.

Xuanwu Sect was built on a small hill.

"Are you looking for Elder Zhou?"

In the side courtyard, a burly man covered in muscles dropped the stone lock in his hand and asked.

"Yes, I would like to introduce you."

Yang Fang clasped his hands into fists.

"Boy, are you a disciple?"

The big man looked at Yang Fang, looking up and down.

"Yes."

"It's good to become a disciple!"

The big man smiled but remained unmoved.

Yang Fang waited quietly, then suddenly frowned, realized what he was doing, took out a couple of pieces of silver, handed it to the big man, and said, "Brother, please introduce me!"

"You are not confused!"

The big man took the silver and was quite happy. He put it in his arms, turned around and said with a smile, "Come with me, Elder Zhou doesn't like to see guests easily!"

Yang Fang immediately followed behind him silently.

All the way through the side courtyard, and then passed a vast martial arts arena.

Turning left and right, we came to a secluded small courtyard.

The entire yard is kept quite neatly.

Even in the middle of winter, the fragrance of flowers still fills the air.

Both sides are covered with various types of plants, blooming in the wind, the flowers are in full bloom, and the garden is full of fragrance. It is so beautiful.

In the courtyard.

A meticulously dressed old man in a long gown, with his beard and hair well-groomed, was holding a showerhead and watering the flowers in front of him.

"Elder Zhou, someone wants to see you!"

The burly man stood up and said respectfully.

"ask to see?"

The old man paused, turned his head, looked at Yang Fang, pondered slightly, seemed to understand in his heart, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Disciples come here to worship me and ask Elder Zhou for help!"

Yang Fang cupped his fists and said.

"Apprenticeship."

Elder Zhou showed a sneer and said, "If you want to become a disciple, you have to wait until the spring of next year. Then the sect will naturally recruit students and determine the candidates through martial arts competitions. Why do you come to me?"

"disciple."

Yang Fang stopped talking and looked at the big man next to him.

Elder Zhou glanced at the big man coldly.

The big man understood immediately, gave a flattering smile, and left the place quickly.

"Who introduced you here?"

Elder Zhou asked coldly.

"I heard this from someone on the black market."

Yang Fang whispered.

"snort!"

Elder Zhou snorted again and said, "Did you bring the money?"

"Bring it!"

Yang Fang quickly took out the package, which contained eight hundred taels of silver, which he handed over respectfully.

Elder Zhou stretched out a black palm, grabbed the package, weighed it carefully, looked slightly calmer, and said, "Let's talk about it first, I only teach, it's your own business whether you can learn it, the spiritual level mind method is not that easy to learn.

of."

"Yes, the disciple must do his best!"

Yang Fang cupped his fists and said.

"It's not a bad tone."

Elder Zhou sneered and said, "What state are you in now? Have you reached the peak of the sixth level?"

"The disciples have arrived."

"Well, as long as you reach the peak of the sixth grade."

Elder Zhou said calmly, "Bring me another two hundred taels."

Want another two hundred taels?

Yang Fang's expression changed slightly, but he still took out another package and handed it over.

"Don't worry about money, I'm just thinking about you."

Elder Zhou took the silver and said calmly, "You have practiced other mental methods before. You cannot switch to the [spiritual level mental method] right after you come up. You must use medicinal baths to transform the previous inner energy bit by bit.

, these two hundred taels are the money for the medicinal bath!"

"Yes, Elder Zhou!"

Yang Fang nodded.

"Well, remember, what you learn from me must not be worn outside, not even by your own father or son!"

Elder Zhou's tone became cold and serious, "If you dare to spread the word, I will kill you with my own hands!"

"Elder Zhou, don't worry, my disciples will never spread the word!"

Yang Fang spoke solemnly.

There are two more chapters in the afternoon~
Chapter completed!