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The two searched around and found only two valuable items.
One is a long sword placed on the thigh bone of the skeleton. The thigh bone has been crushed by the long sword. The long sword is half hidden among the broken bones and is covered with dust.
The long sword has a black scabbard, an ordinary shape, and no material can be seen. There is nothing surprising about it, and it looks a bit unattractive.
The other item is a wooden box placed on a wooden table.
The wooden box is also black.
There is a thick layer of dust on the wooden box, but you can still vaguely see that the carving of the wooden box is very delicate. Judging from the owner's poor life and the craftsmanship of the wooden box, the things inside should be relatively high-end.
something precious.
The two of them turned around, returned to the hall, and looked at each other.
"You choose first." Zhao Yuan signaled.
"I want this."
Wan Ling'er immediately pointed to the wooden box. For Wan Ling'er, she already had a flying sword, so there was no need for another flying sword. Of course, the premise was that her flying sword was retrieved.
In addition, the long sword was not good-looking, and from the appearance, the quality was not as good as Wan Ling'er's flying sword, so it was naturally not among the choices.
There is another more important reason. As a girl, she naturally hopes that the things she owns are relatively small and easy to carry. The wooden box is not big. If you have something good, you can carry it with you every day, like her dagger.
Same.
"All right."
Zhao Yuan walked to the skeleton, bowed several times to the skeleton, bent down and picked up the long sword.
"So light!"
The moment he picked up the long sword, Zhao Yuan was stunned, because the long sword was not heavy at all, but felt light and airy.
Holding it in your hand, you still can't see the material of the scabbard. However, after wiping away the dust, the patterns revealed are extremely simple, lifelike with insects, birds, fish and beasts.
Different from the exquisiteness of the scabbard, the workmanship of the sword head, sword stem, sword hoop and sword grille is extremely crude. Not only does it lack any decoration, it even has a shoddy feel. The craftsmanship can be described as appalling.
Seeing the hilt, Zhao Yuan no longer had high hopes for the sword.
"What a sharp sword!"
Zhao Yuan drew out the blade of the sword and couldn't help but shudder. The edge of the sword did not match the crudeness of the hilt. With just half of it drawn out, a killing aura of an iron horse was already rushing towards his face.
"Zhao Yuan, this is a secret book of cultivation." Just when Zhao Yuan was about to pull out the sword completely, Wan Ling'er shouted with a sad face.
"Secret!" Zhao Yuan's body was shocked.
"Yes, it's a secret...Zhao Yuan, we...we...can we change?" Wan Ling'er stared at the half-drawn long sword in Zhao Yuan's hand, with unabashed greed in his eyes.
"Here you go." Zhao Yuan closed the long sword in his hand and handed it to Wan Ling'er.
"Are you willing?" Seeing that Zhao Yuan did not hesitate, Wan Ling'er showed a trace of suspicion on his face.
"take it."
Zhao Yuan smiled indifferently. In fact, even with Zhao Yuan's ignorance of cultivation weapons, he felt that the long sword in his hand was definitely a good sword. However, this did not mean anything to him. A long sword could not change anything.
, on the contrary, a book of cultivation secrets gave him a blazing fire of hope.
Zhao Yuan's goal has always been to enter the world of cultivation, and a book of cultivation secrets can allow him to directly enter the world of cultivation without even having to learn from a teacher.
"Let's make an agreement first, and you can't go back on it!" Wan Ling'er had a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Won't."
"Okay, it's a deal! Pull the hook." Wan Ling'er stretched out her white jade fingers.
"Hook."
Zhao Yuan stretched out his little finger, hooked it with Wan Ling'er's, and then exchanged words.
"Haha, what a sword, what a sword! Much better than my flying sword."
Wan Ling'er took the long sword and was immediately ecstatic. She immediately pulled out the long sword, yelling and jumping up and down with joy. The sword, under the infusion of her spiritual energy, actually shot out a stream of sword energy that looked like substance.
The Qi was five feet long. As he kept breathing in and out, the murderous aura surged inside the wooden house, filling every inch of space, as if thousands of troops were fighting.
A truly good sword can exert great power even in the hands of a weak person. If it is in the hands of a strong person, it will be even more powerful.
Zhao Yuan couldn't help but take a step back. He had an illusion that the moment the sword was unsheathed, it was like a ferocious beast being released from its cage, which was frightening.
What a murderous aura!
"Zhao Yuan, why don't you read the secret book?" When Wan Ling'er saw Zhao Yuan looking at the long sword in her hand, Wan Ling'er panicked and hurriedly hid the long sword behind her, as if she was afraid that Zhao Yuan would regret it.
"Just watch."
Zhao Yuan opened the delicate wooden box in his hand, and his nose was filled with a fragrant aroma. Obviously, it was the aroma of antiseptic spices.
"Ten thousand enemies."
Looking at the name "Ten Thousand Enemies" on the cover of the secret book, Zhao Yuan paused. He thought of several simple and profound secret book names, but he never thought that it would be such a tacky name as "Ten Thousand Enemies".
"Is this a secret to cultivation?"
There was a hint of confusion on Zhao Yuan's face. This was more like a martial arts manual. Cultivation secrets and martial arts secrets were completely different things. Cultivation secrets could lead to enlightenment and ascension to heaven, while martial arts secrets, at best, told you the skills to kill people, and at most, they only had the ability to kill people.
Some simple exercises to enhance your physical fitness.
Zhao Yuan has been in physical fitness since he was a child, and he still dabbles in martial arts. This is the main reason why he can survive to this day.
"Ten Thousand Enemies", as the name suggests, the highest level of this secret book is to be ten thousand enemies, and those legendary cultivators often turn the world upside down. The gap between the two can be imagined.
"If it's true, it's definitely a secret to cultivation. I guarantee it. If you don't believe me, just take a look and you'll know!" Wan Ling'er hurriedly patted his plump chest and vowed.
"Um."
Zhao Yuan carefully observed the structure of the wooden box and made sure that there was no hidden weapon in the wooden box, then he carefully took out the secret book and opened the home page.
"The realm of brute force."
Opening the secret book, Zhao Yuan saw four big characters and frowned immediately. In addition to complicated cultivation methods, there were also introductions and the like, most of which described this state, such as "the courage to be invincible" and other adjectives.
What stunned Zhao Yuan was that this cultivation secret manual was actually printed.
Zhao Yuan's family runs a printing factory. He knows that in the Qin Empire, due to its vast territory, some works that are eligible for printing are printed in at least 20,000 copies. In other words, "Ten Thousand Enemies" has at least 20,000 copies.
.
"You go on and watch. Otherwise, you watch from the back. That realm of chaos is amazing. All things can return to their origins, and you can even bring the dead back to life." Wan Ling'er urged.
"The last one...the realm of great secrets, the realm of origin, the realm of chaos...how do you know?" Zhao Yuan raised his head and looked at Wan Ling'er in surprise. He clearly remembered that Wan Ling'er just opened the door.
I picked up the wooden box and looked at the cover, but I didn't even open the secret book.
"I...I...I am very knowledgeable and knowledgeable...I just know..." Wan Ling'er's expression froze, pretending to be calm.
"Let's read it when we get home. Hey... there's also a notebook."
Zhao Yuan looked inside the wooden box. Under "Ten Thousand Enemies", there was actually a thin booklet with four simple and powerful handwritten characters written on it.
"A Random Talk on Making Alchemy"
"what book?"
Wan Ling'er had sharp eyes and quick hands, and was not polite. He grabbed the wooden box, took out the book from it, and flipped through it a few times. The expression on his face became more and more happy.
"Alchemy person?" Zhao Yuan took a look and found that the notebook was handwritten. Judging from the writing format, it should be a record of alchemy experience.
"Hmm, it's a book about alchemy. My father said that my physique is not good and is not suitable for cultivation. This book is about alchemy, which can just modify my physique. Zhao Yuan, I have priority. This book belongs to me.
Now." Wan Ling'er happily hid the book in her arms.
"...Okay." Zhao Yuan had no idea about secrets such as alchemy.
"Don't be unhappy. If there are other treasures in this house, I'll let you choose first."
"All right."
Zhao Yuan carefully placed "Ten Thousand Enemies" in his arms and began to search inside the wooden house again. Zhao Yuan did not notice that when he carefully placed the book, Wan Ling'er showed a trace of shame in his eyes.
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