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Chapter 86: The Broken Sword, the Tired Sister Mu

In the afternoon, Huang Shaoyan indeed had plans.

All kinds of fun.

Pulsatilla and Taoist Yunshan didn't look like experts at all. They were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves. They rocked harder than young people.

To be honest, Wei Yang actually doesn't dislike this kind of entertainment.

It's just a joke.

Everyone who understands understands.

But when I was playing with two old men, I really couldn't stand their expressions of wanting to get in, and I always felt uncomfortable.

After just drinking some wine, Wei Yang found a reason to leave.

Huang Shaoyan couldn't keep him, so he sent him out personally.

As soon as Wei Yang left, the two old men who originally looked very depraved suddenly calmed down and sat on the sofa, each holding two ragged ladies in their arms.

The white-headed man smiled and said: "I'm sure, it's a chick that just came out of the mountain."

Taoist Yunshan said: "It's a pity that I didn't find out the details clearly."

"Does it matter? As long as the person is real, it's fine. After so many years, have we ever had any friendship with the descendants of those sect families? Hehe, they are all condescending and looking down on people." The white-headed man smiled.

"That's true." Taoist Yunshan nodded.

"Okay, the first step of contact is good. How to maintain it in the future? Let's see the opportunity. This kid seems to be particularly interested in weird and strange things in the world. Maybe it can be a direction."

"There are also tomb robbing." Taoist Yunshan added with a smile.

Because I drank some wine.

Huang Shaoyan paid Wei Yang a price, watched Mercedes-Benz leave, and then turned back to continue spending time with the two old men.

Wei Yang, who originally looked a little dazed, returned to normal.

Instead of driving, Wei Yang crossed his legs in the back seat, squinted his eyes, and summarized the gathering.

I masturbated from beginning to end.

Wei Yang came to three conclusions.

First, Pulsatilla, a Yunshan Taoist, is an old fox. He has been acting from beginning to end, and his acting skills are excellent. What he says is true and false, and it is difficult to tell. Just listen to it, but you can't take it seriously.

Secondly, Qi Men's practice is not as mysterious as I thought. Although there may be some masters beyond imagination, it is different from the Qi Men's pursuit of immortality that I thought about.

Qimen, there are also three religions and nine streams, who live in the secular world and practice in order to live a better life.

Third, there are some extraordinary and non-human things in this world.

The white snakes and giant salamanders in Lianhua Mountain were originally thought to be very spiritual, but now it seems that they are probably the most common spiritual animals. Above these, there are even more peculiar spiritual animals or evil and strange existences.

In addition, I exchanged a book introducing these rare and exotic animals, exotic flowers and plants, and worldly strange things, and a broken knife that seemed to have an extraordinary origin at first glance.

It can be said that Wei Yang has gained a lot from this wave, and this trip is well worth it.

As for what the two old men think about themselves, let them be.

Anyway, if they are talking nonsense, I will be talking nonsense too. If they believe me, it will be bad luck for them.

After all, how can you stand by the river without getting your shoes wet?

Because he drank, Wei Yang didn't want to go back to Rose Community to avoid trouble.

Let the driver take you to the nearest hotel.

I checked into the room, took a shower, and when I was lying on the bed, I drank a little wine and was almost relaxed.

Picking up "Records of Li Zhengyi's Scenes and Hearings", Wei Yang began to read through it.

If he hadn't finished reading something he was interested in, he wouldn't be able to sleep, so he might as well read it at night.

This record of experiences is not very thick, about thirty pages at most.

The previous part talks about various secular anecdotes. Although some classical Chinese words are inserted into the vernacular, it is not difficult to understand and one can understand the meaning.

These anecdotes vary in length. The long ones are only two stories per page, and the short ones are five or six stories per page.

There are even some anecdotes, only a few sentences.

For example, in Feng County in southwest China, there is a thousand-year-old well that can illuminate reincarnation. If you look into the well, you can see your appearance in previous lives.

The meaning is very clear, but where is Feng County?

After all, this is a book written two hundred years ago. The place names at that time are probably different from those now, but you can keep it in your mind and take a look if you encounter it in the future.

There are only seven or eight pages of worldly anecdotes, with more than thirty stories, and there are more than a dozen weird things introduced in it. The descriptions are as if people can construct pictures in their minds, which makes Wei Yang feel satisfied.

Then there are the exotic beasts.

This is very popular, and many of them are known to Wei Yang, such as dragons and phoenixes, unicorns, brave, Kui ox, yellow birds, dragon turtles and other familiar mythical animals.

But there are some interesting ones too.

For example, the Five Immortals of the Northeast, the Five Poisons of the Miao Territory, the Three Treasures of Kunlun, etc., all speak clearly and clearly, and also describe how to deal with the encounters.

Finally, there are the exotic flowers and plants.

This really opened Wei Yang's eyes.

In addition to introducing ginseng doll, Ganoderma lucidum, Wu Xiancao and other elixirs in detail, he also talked about many kinds of elixirs that Wei Yang had never heard of, and introduced the methods and functions of their use.

This made Wei Yang very interested and he looked more seriously.

If you can encounter it in the future, even if it is of no use to you, planting it in your own yard will be a kind of heritage.

Wei Yang read a book of about thirty pages for more than three hours. After reading it, his heart was filled with excitement. He wished he could enter the book and see those mysterious things with his own eyes.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wei Yang couldn't sleep anymore. He put down the book and picked up the broken knife again.

I just looked at it with my spiritual eyes before and didn't do any serious research.

Now that there was no one to disturb him, Wei Yang picked up the broken knife and carefully looked at every part of the broken knife.

The handle of the knife is very long and can be held by both hands.

There is also a ferocious animal head on the head of the handle, with exposed fangs, horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes, and flying hair.

It looks like a lion, but it feels wrong, because the fierceness with staring eyes and exposed teeth is not what a tiger can show.

There is still a little over half a meter of the blade left, and it slopes down from the back of the blade to form a broken tip.

It weighs more than ten kilograms.

The whole thing looks like one piece without any trace of splicing.

"How about giving it a try using your inner strength?" Wei Yang's eyes flickered.

Now he has one hundred and ten years of pure Yang internal energy.

Although the quality of internal power is not as good as magic power.

But within a hundred years, the force is enough to change quantitatively and qualitatively.

At least, Pulsatilla and Taoist Yunshan don't feel as powerful as me.

Maybe their magic power only lasts for twenty or thirty years?

I was guessing in my mind.

Wei Yang held the handle of the knife, and then tentatively injected a little internal force.

The internal force goes deep and disappears instantly.

Wei Yang's eyes widened.

Let me go, does this thing consume internal energy?

Somewhat unbelieving, Wei Yang input another part of his internal energy.

The result is the same as before, it disappears as soon as you go in, like a meat bun beating a dog.

Wei Yang was pleasantly surprised now.

If the internal strength is lost, it can be restored slowly.

But the fact that this sword can swallow up internal energy shows that it did not waste one of its resurrection talismans.

You can eat it, right? Then eat more.

I don’t believe it, I can’t feed you enough.

Wei Yangping calmed down and started to output wildly. His internal force was like opening a gate to release water, and the spray force was extremely strong, pouring into the broken knife.

But no matter how much internal force is input, it is like water entering the sea without a trace.

Soon, a hundred years of internal energy were consumed to the tune of seven or eighty-eight percent.

Wei Yang decisively gave up the output and put down the broken knife, feeling a little tired.

After all, such a huge input of internal energy consumes a lot of energy.

Looking at Broken Blade who still had no reaction, Wei Yang smiled with satisfaction.

If there is no response, it means the quality is higher, so take your time, sooner or later you will be full.

After this wave, Wei Yang finally felt tired and sleepy.

He fell directly onto the bed and fell asleep soon after.

The next day, early in the morning, Wei Yang was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone.

I picked it up and saw it was from Sister Mu.

It's so early, what's wrong?

Wei Yang was confused and answered the phone.

"Hey, Sister Mu."

"Xiaoyang, you are not at home, where have you been?"

"I had a social event yesterday, drank some wine, and slept in the hotel. What can I do for you?"

"If something happens, just tell me your address and I'll come over and talk to you."

Wei Yang said the hotel room number and hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

Wei Yang put on his pajamas and opened the door. Sure enough, it was Sister Mu, but she looked a little tired and had dark circles under her eyes.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so haggard?" Wei Yang was a little surprised.

Sister Mu rolled her eyes at Wei Yang angrily: "You still have the nerve to say it? Isn't this all your fault?"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Yang was speechless.

Sister, don't talk nonsense, I didn't do anything, okay?

At this time, a cleaning lady passed by outside the door and looked over in surprise when she heard this.

Sister Mu came back to her senses, her face turned red immediately, she quickly entered the room and closed the door.


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