"Don't try randomly in the space between the eyebrows." Meng Xiangu said, "trying randomly may allow you to discover various benefits. But it may also bring irreparable consequences. Everything should be taken as it should."

Meng Chuan nodded.

"Let it go naturally, and you will naturally master some of the usages in your practice." Meng Xiangu smiled, "This is the gentlest method. When you enter Yuanchu Mountain and find the secrets about it, you will understand how to use it thoroughly."

"Yes, grandma aunt." Meng Chuan responded respectfully. He asked his father, and grandma aunt was also the reason. An unknown force, without the experience of his predecessors, was purely exploring by himself! It was too dangerous.

Now, I have the confidence to grasp the situation in a short period of time, and there is no need to take risks.

"Also, the matters in the space between the eyebrows must be kept confidential." Meng Xiangu glanced at the father and son, "You must never tell others again."

"Yes." Both father and son responded.

...

After visiting his grandmother, Meng Chuan returned to Meng Mansion in Jinghu and continued his eight thousand sword drawing style today.

In the martial arts training ground.

An escort stood on the branches of a big tree, holding a crossbow toward the bottom.

Meng Chuan stood several feet away, with the knife inside the sheath.

"This feels completely different from the past." Meng Chuan could clearly sense all the movements of the guard on the big tree. The guard first looked at his young master, and his hands began to tense, and then his fingers pulled the trigger. The process of pulling, the process of the small arrow in the crossbow being ejected was extremely clearly "sensed" by Meng Chuan.

call.

The moment the guard's finger began to pull, Meng Chuan had already flashed.

As soon as the small arrow flew out, the knife light shone through the sky and cut through the red dot on the shaft of the arrow.

"Ah." The guard was so scared that the sword light cut through the front, very close to the crossbow in his hand.

"This is this..." The guard was frightened, and even the other guards watching were shocked.

The little arrow was cut as soon as it was shot out? The distance was too close.

Warriors also have reaction time. For normal reaction time, arrows should fly out of a certain distance.

"I'm predicting this." Meng Chuan's guards were shocked and made up casually, "Ma San shot this crossbow, I don't know how many times he shot. I predicted that he was going to shoot an arrow, so I immediately took action... As expected, as soon as the arrow flew out, I immediately killed it."

"Young Master is amazing."

"The young master's prediction is really accurate." Everyone praised and boasted.

Meng Chuan smiled.

Prediction requires rich experience and some luck. Because the movements of powerful warriors are blurred under the naked eye. For example, how quickly does a guard pull the trigger on a tree? With robes covering it and branches covering it with big trees, even if the naked eye sees it vaguely, it will be too late to take action.

Meng Chuan is not.

He could ‘sensate’ everything incredibly detailed, protecting his eyes, his body naturally prepares movements, and the moment he pulls the trigger... everything is extremely clear.

There is no need to predict, you can take action by "seeing".

"If this is the case, I can cut the arrow as soon as it flew out. It will be difficult to exercise my sword skills." Meng Chuan said intimately.

"Well, set a rule for yourself."

"You must take action when the arrow is shot." Meng Chuan made the decision. After all, he pursued quickness and accuracy in practicing the sword drawing style!

"Let's go ahead." Meng Chuan ordered.

"yes."

Ma Sanlian restrained his spirits, and it was indeed scary enough to fly by the sword light just now.

call out.

He shot the arrow again, and this time Meng Chuan still observed the whole process very clearly, but he drew his sword and took action the moment the arrow was ejected.

With a flash of body movement, the erratic knife light had been cut on the red dots of the arrow wooden pole, and the knife energy fell on the trunk wrapped in iron, leaving traces.

"Young Master did not predict any more." Only those guards had their servants calmed down, which was normal! The young master used to draw swords in this way.

Because I went to the ancestral home, I practiced the sword drawing stance a little late today, so three hours are probably going to last until afternoon.

...

Dongning Mansion, an ordinary house.

The fat man wearing a hat and a bearded man came to the door of the house and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek inside looked out, then immediately smiled and said, "It's Mr. Zhao who is here, please come inside."

"Yes." The bearded man responded, and the fat man followed his second brother with a smile.

The two entered the courtyard and led the man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and came to a living room.

"Brother Zhao." An old man with silver hair in the hall smiled and bowed, and a subordinate stood behind him.

"Have the housekeeper received all my goods?" The bearded man sat down casually, while the fat man sat in the bottom position.

"I received the goods in three batches. According to the 50% discount, it is 16,800 taels of silver. I count the integer, it is only 17,000 taels." The old man with a silver hair smiled and said, "Brother Zhao is satisfied?"

The bearded man nodded slightly: "Those are ordinary goods, I still have a few heavy goods."

"Please." The old silver-haired man's eyes lit up.

"The first piece is a jade horse." The bearded man took out a wooden box from his arms. After the wooden box was opened, there was a warm jade horse that lay flat. The carved jade horse was slightly larger than the palm, white and gentle, but the white jade horse had a strange red halo on the surface.

"It is an ornament carved from the best mutton fat jade, and it should be a favorite thing of the gods and demons. It may be placed on the desk of the gods and demons. After a long time of getting along, the aura of the gods and demons has been integrated into it." The old man with silver nodded slightly, "It does not help much in practice, but it is indeed a rare thing. I can pay 5,000 taels of silver for this piece."

"Five thousand five hundred taels." said the bearded man.

"Okay, just listen to Brother Zhao, 5,500 taels." The old man with silver hair laughed.

Then there are the second, third and fourth treasures. Total of them are over 20,000 taels of silver, and each piece is rare.

"This is the last one, this is a real treasure." The bearded man said seriously, and as he took off his coat, tossed and unbuttoned the rope buckle inside, and took out the mysterious thing wrapped in cotton.

The old silver-haired man looked carefully.

The bearded man opened the cotton cloth and suddenly a strong domineering aura spread.

"The breath of gods and demons? Is it the inheritance of gods and demons?" The old man with silver hair had some speculation, but when he saw the items after the cotton cloth was opened, he frowned, "So small? Why don't you even have any words?"

This is a broken black iron piece, which is only the size of a palm. You should know that even a single page of paper inherited by ordinary gods and demons is still of normal paper size.

"What is this?" asked the old silver-haired man.

"have no idea."

The bearded man said, "This black iron piece has no words on the surface and no tricks. At the same time, it is also broken. However... the aura of gods and demons it emits is extremely domineering. It is much stronger than the broken pages of the ordinary gods and demons inheritance."

"Maybe it's a small piece of the magic weapon." The silver-haired old man smiled, "I'm willing to pay three thousand taels."

"It can't be a weapon." The bearded man shook his head. "It's very flat, like a piece of paper. I can't imagine any weapon has such fragments."

"Can you try to accept the inheritance?" asked the silver-haired old man.

The inheritance of gods and demons can be immersed in and see gods and demons practicing tricks.

That is the inheritance of artistic conception.

Like the broken page of the magic sword technique given by the third elder Meng Chuande, it is able to accept the artistic conception inheritance.

"No." The bearded man shook his head, "I have tried several people in our village without leaks, but they can't sense it."

"Then this is not the inheritance of gods and demons." The old man with silver hair smiled, "Although the aura of gods and demons is extremely strong, I can only pay 5,000 taels of use even if it is related to gods and demons."

"One hundred thousand taels of silver," said the bearded man, "no copper can be left behind."

"100,000 taels?" the old man with silver hair glared, "The real broken page of the gods and demons inheritance is more than 100,000 taels. But you can't accept the inheritance at all, and you don't even know what it is. It's so high?"

"First, our "Blood Cloud Thieves" paid a lot of money. Second, it is because of its extremely powerful magical aura. It must be extraordinary." The bearded man said, "100,000 taels were set by my elder brother. If you want it, you have to pay 100,000 taels."

"You are waiting here, I'll ask my master." The silver-haired old man said, nodding to his subordinates.

"Okay." The bearded man and the fat man were both patiently waiting.

soon.

A gentle man came over.

"Brother Zhao." The gentle man smiled and nodded, and looked at the black iron piece at the same time, hesitated, "Can I get started and see?"

"Yes." The bearded man nodded.

After getting started, the elegant man gently stroked the black iron piece, watched it for a long time, and said, "It is true that the aura of gods and demons is extremely strong, but it is likely that it is a fragment of a powerful gods and demons' personal belongings, which may be useless at all. I will pay up to 20,000 taels of silver to gamble."

"I said it, one hundred thousand taels are not missing." said the bearded man.

"Then there is nothing to do." The Ruya man shook his head gently.

"OK."

The bearded man smiled and nodded, "We will stay in Dongning Mansion for a few days. If you change your mind, you can find us again. You know how to find us."

"Okay." The gentle man nodded.

"This is the 38,000 taels of silver notes that had been agreed upon before." The old man with silver hair placed a stack of silver notes there. The bearded man took it and looked through it. The denomination was 1,000 taels, a total of thirty-eight.

"We'll leave, there's no need to send it off." The bearded man left directly with the fat man.

The elegant man watched them leave and frowned and said, "Butler Fang, hurry up and draw the black iron piece just now, exactly the same thing you want to draw. After the drawing, we will go to see the master."

"Yes." The old silver-haired man responded respectfully.
Chapter completed!