"What? The Murong family leader still has requirements?"

Jiang He frowned and said, "Niuhuang Jiedu Pills, Amoxicillin Capsules, Band-Aid 15 servings of three spiritual medicines, plus a large eggplant that can prolong life, reduce swelling and stop bleeding... Isn't it enough for you to change the Murong family's Immortal Arts to a broken book?"

Murong Buyi came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Enough is enough, Mr. Jiang misunderstood, I just..."

He held the eggplant and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Lin Changshan laughed and said, "Don't worry, head of the Murong family, I have eaten this eggplant, which can indeed increase the life span of nearly 5 years."

Murong Buyi was overjoyed and asked again: "Mr. Jiang, how should I take this eggplant?"

"I usually cook, depending on your personal taste."

Jiang He said truthfully: "This kind of long eggplant is actually quite good to have cold dishes. After it is cooked, cut it into slices, make some garlic and chili noodles, add some cold dishes, and add appropriate salt and vinegar. The taste is quite good."

"You Murong's family should have a special chef, right? If you don't bother, it's better to make a charcoal eggplant."

“………”

Murong Buyi blinked, feeling that his brain circuit was a little too far.

Such a precious thing, how come it feels like the vegetables in the ground when it comes to Jianghe?

Jiang He took out 15 parts of Niuhuang Jiedu Pills, Amoxicillin Capsules and Band-Aids and handed them to Murong Buyi.

"Mr. Jiang, happy cooperation."

After shaking hands, Murong Buyi politely said that he wanted to hold a banquet to entertain Jiang He, but Jiang He politely refused.

"Mr. Jiang, the auction is about to start for more than an hour, so I'll say goodbye first."

Murong Buyi left with his fists.

On the side, Lin Changshan shook his head secretly.

In fact, the story of Murong's "Immortal Arts Remaining" is not a secret in the martial arts world. At least Lin Changshan himself has heard of it, but what can he cultivate in a mere slap?

Unless Jianghe has a talented talent, like the Murong ancestor, who learned from it a technique comparable to the "Douzhuanxing magical skill", this transaction will definitely be a loss of blood.

Of course, this is just Lin Changshan’s own opinion.

Jiang He knows whether it is a loss or a profit.

"Immortal Method" is hard to come by, and eggplant, beef huang Jiedu Pills can be planted at any time if you want.

About ten minutes later, Wei Zhishu and Long Qi came together.

Wei Zhishu was holding a crystal bottle containing 1,500 drops of life essence liquid.

The river was a little surprised.

1500 drops...

It sounds like a lot of them, but when placed in a crystal bottle, there is not even a bottle.

"That's the amount, it's not enough for me to have a meal. It's just that. After all, the ninth-grade life essence is a rare thing. I'll keep it home and try it if it can be planted." Jiang He took the crystal bottle and traded the beef yellow detoxification pills, amoxicillin capsules and bandage to Wei Zhishu.

It's not cost-effective to drink this thing in one sip.

As a human being, you should look at it long-term. If you really can plant it, you can use this thing instead of mineral water in the future.

Recently, I have been accustomed to drinking the Nine-grade Life Yuan Liquid, and I can’t drink ordinary beverages, mineral water, and rivers.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass."

Long Qi was carrying a special metal box.

He opened the box and there were three nine-leaf sword-intention grass inside. Jiang He picked up one and looked carefully. He found that there was nothing unusual. It looked ordinary and no difference from the weeds on the roadside.

But when his mental power touched the "Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass", he immediately felt that there was a sharp sword intent in the Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass in the dark space. It seemed that his mental power had touched the sword intent. In the perception of mental power, Jiang He seemed to "see" a three-foot green sword slashed in the sky.

Puff!

The dark sky was torn apart by a sword.

Jiang He only felt a pain in his head, and his mental power seemed to become a little shaken. His face instantly pale. He took three steps back and held the sofa with his hands, and his breathing became much faster.

However, Jiang He's attention was all placed on the sea of ​​swords in his mind.

seem……

There was a strange force hovering over the sea of ​​swords.

The lights of the lightsaber in my mind became brighter.

"Brother Jianghe!"

"Mr. Jiang!"

Lin Changshan, Long Qi and Wei Zhishu were shocked and stepped forward one after another.

Lin Changshan supported Jiang He and said with concern: "Brother Jiang He, are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Jiang He waved his hand and said, "I was just shocked by the sword intent that was nurtured in the Nine-Leaf Sword Intent Grass, and it was not serious."

He sat on the sofa.

"Brother Jianghe, as far as I know, you are practicing swordsmanship, not swordsmanship."

Lin Changshan smiled bitterly and said, "And you have not reached the ninth level, and your mental strength is probably not enough. Only when your mental strength reaches the ninth level and have certain attainments in swordsmanship can you use the Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass to temper your will and comprehend the power of the artistic conception."

"Otherwise, it will be counterproductive."

Mr. Lin looked solemn and instructed: "If you want to go to the swordsmanship, I can teach you the unique skills of the Lin family's swordsmanship. Only after your swordsmanship attainment reaches a certain level and you are promoted to the ninth level of level can you try to use the Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass."

"ah?"

Jiang He was a little surprised and said in surprise: "With the Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass, there are so many rules and regulations?"

He was a little confused again, frowned and said, "My mental strength should not be weak, right? But Brother Lin is right. I just got a little bit of knowledge about swordsmanship and had never practiced swordsmanship."

“Huh?”

Before Jiang He could finish his sentence, his eyes suddenly moved, and his mind sank into the sea of ​​swords in his mind again.

The power became clearer and clearer, and Jiang He felt inexplicably rising in his heart... It seemed that he could drive this power.

then.

Extend your finger and point it in front.

In front of the sofa is a coffee table, and further in front of the coffee table is a 55-inch LCD TV.

call out!

A sharp sword energy shot out from the fingertips of the river. With a slight sound, it penetrated the TV through and penetrated the wall behind the TV. In the end, it was not known where it was shot.

"Damn!"

In the next room, a burst of exclamation came: "Who is shooting me with the sword?"

However, Lin Changshan, Long Qi and Wei Zhishu seemed to have not heard the movement next door, and they all widened their eyes, looking at Jianghe as if they had seen a ghost.

Jiang He was a little embarrassed to be seen, and laughed twice, saying, "Why do you guys look at me like this? I'm not a monster!"

“By the way.”

"Didn't you say I can't master the sword intent? But I feel like I've mastered it!"

The room was silent for a long time.

After a few seconds, Lin Changshan let out a long breath and sighed: "The eighth level is not good at sword techniques. However, the first time he used the Nine-Leaf Sword Intention Grass, he mastered a total of sword intents, monsters, monsters... No, he is a genius, Brother Jiang He, you are definitely a genius in swordsmanship!"

Lin Changshan's eyes shone and said, "My Lin family's sword technique is inherited from the Qingcheng Sect, one of the five major martial arts holy places. Although I have only practiced the evil-proof sword program, I am confident that just by sword technique, I can rank among the top in China. Brother Jianghe, if you want to practice sword technique, I am willing to teach you my secret sword technique unconditionally."

Evil-proof...Sword Score?

Jiang He shivered, and he quickly clamped his legs and said, "No, no, your secret master of the Lin family, how can I practice as an outsider?"

Seeing that Lin Changshan was about to speak again, Jiang He stood up and said seriously: "Brother Lin, don't say much. If you insist on forcing me to learn your secret scripture of the Lin family, don't blame me for cutting off your robe and breaking the meaning of yours!"

After a while, he said it was so decisive!

joke!

The Evil-Breaking Sword Score...

Who dares to learn?

But then again, the unique skill of the Qingcheng School, one of the five holy places in China, is actually the Evil-Breaking Sword Book...

Jiang He looked at Lin Changshan suspiciously, and Lin Tianzheng's figure flashed through his mind again.

Perhaps the evil-proof sword score that you know may be different, for example, the prerequisites for practicing the evil-proof sword score may not exist.

Otherwise, could Lin Changshan have so many descendants?

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Just then, a huge knock on the door sounded.

Jiang He opened the door and saw a familiar figure, the bearded warrior he met while peeing outside the city last night.
To be continued...