There is a deserted hillside on the east side of Zanglongyuan. After walking, I started to learn the sword and did not return to my residence until late at night.

When he passed the gate of Zanglongyuan, his steps couldn't help but stop.

On the majestic gate of the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard, there is a head hanging, not a human head, but a wolf head.

It is the head of the broken tail wolf.

After the death of the self-built dragon, the people in the Holy Academy blamed all the blame on the Broken Tail Wolf. It was chased by the Tibetan Dragon Academy and the Holy Academy people, and it was in a desperate situation and was in a difficult situation.

The best time of its life may be in the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard.

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and looked at the gate. Two disciples guarding the gate were dozing.

He touched him quietly, took off the head of the broken-tail wolf while his disciples were unprepared, and quickly walked towards the forbidden area of ​​Zanglongyuan.

On the right side of the forbidden area is the cemetery of the Zanglong Courtyard. There are many powerful people from the Zanglong Courtyard. Bai Ye successfully found the cemetery of Jianlong Zhenren, took out the corpse of the broken-tail wolf from the Qianlong Ring, and buried it next to it.

"Senior, I have entered the Zanglong Academy. Don't worry, I will participate in the college competition as you ask. You can rest in peace." Bai Ye murmured and turned around and left.

The next day.

The head of the broken-tail wolf was stolen, causing a storm. Zanglong Academy organized a group of people to start an investigation.

No one can understand, what's the point of stealing this wolf head?

At this moment, Bai Ye had already entered the Academy's Sutra Hall.

The Zanglong Academy is a Wangdu Academy that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Its internal martial arts are all covered, whether it is boxing, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, or alchemy. Three lecturers are arranged in the Sutra Hall to solve their doubts. Bai Ye likes the atmosphere here.

After entering the Sutra Hall, he plunged into the swordsmanship and physical skills area. This diamond lasted all day until the temple was closed and the people left reluctantly.

Each sect has its own unique martial arts style. Bai Ye, who has been immersed in the Sutra Hall for more than ten consecutive days, has a preliminary understanding of the martial arts characteristics of the Zanglong Courtyard.

However, although most of the sword and boxing techniques in the Sutra Hall are powerful, they can never give him a sense of surprise and cannot raise the desire to practice. Bai Ye always believes that the way of martial arts does not need to be too much but strong, but must be appropriate.

"The Heavy Sword Art?"

On this day, Bai Ye, who continued to read in the Sutra Hall, suddenly saw a yellow sword technique.

I took it to read it and it turned out that this was a classic that recorded the heavy sword moves.

In the world, only the speed is not broken. If you want to break the speed, you still need to be slow. Just like water overcomes fire, fire can also overcome water. All things are born and restrained, and the same is true between fast and slow.

There are not many moves in "The Heavy Sword Art", and there are only four moves in the first and second, but these four moves are extraordinary.

The first move: Canglang stack. The second move: shake the mountains and rivers. The third move: grasp the universe. The fourth move: break the world.

Each move can exert its power to the extreme through the sword edge, especially the first move, Canglang Duan, which emphasizes the overlap of forces. When one blows, it will continue to lift the force, so that the opponent can bear the impact like a huge wave, and its power is extraordinary.

Bai Ye became interested and after reading it, he immediately left the Sutra Hall to prepare for practice.

Speaking of the "Sword Flashing" that I practiced before, it has similarities with this "Sword Heavy" Technique.

To practice "The Heavy Sword Art", you must have a suitable sword. Bai Ye also thought about getting a handy weapon, so he immediately left the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard and headed towards "Wang Xing".

Wang Xing is still crowded with people and his voice is full of voices.

"Sir, what do you need?" Wang Xing's service staff showed a sweet smile and said respectfully.

"sword."

"What are your requirements for the weapons you need?"

"The heavier, the heavier the better." Bai Ye said.

"The heavier the better?" The service staff was obviously stunned.

"No?" Bai Ye asked back.

"Yes, of course there are." The service staff looked at Bai Ye's thin body and squeezed out a smile: "What do you think of three hundred kilograms?"

"Three hundred kilograms? Take it out and I'll take a look." Bai Ye said.

"This is not easy to get. If the guest wants to see the sword, it is better to follow me."

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded.

"My name is Xiaotao, and I am a salesperson of 'Wangxing'. If you have any other needs from the customer, you can tell me at any time." Xiaotao smiled.

Bai Ye nodded and said nothing.

Xiao Tao looked at the man quietly, muttering in her heart: She is so weak and has no amazing momentum on her body. What does this guy want to buy a heavy sword? Did he buy it for someone else?

After a while, Bai Ye followed Xiaotao to the backyard of "Wang Xing". Several staff members walked out of a room with a huge and dark sword.

"This is a black iron heavy sword, weighing 300 kilograms. It is a sword used by the famous black iron swordsman of Wang Youyou. However, he was killed three years ago, and this sword was sold to our "King Xing". If you are interested, ten basic soul pills... huh?"

Xiao Tao, who was standing beside him, was stunned before he could finish his words.

Bai Ye stepped forward and reached out to lift the sword.

He carried a sword with 300 kilograms in one hand, and his face was not red and he was not angry, and his soul power was not activated. He relied on brute force...

Such a small body can actually lift such a heavy sword at will.

Xiaotao was stunned and felt that his worldview had collapsed.

"Too light and too big!" Bai Ye weighed it, shook his head and said, "Is there any point in it?"

Xiaotao took a secret breath, his eyes tightened, and nodded at the staff members there. The few people understood and walked out immediately.

After a while, several people carried out a seven-foot-long sword.

The big sword was as wide as a door panel, and placed on the ground, fracturing the ground.

"Five hundred jin, Shi Xin Sword, was a famous swordsman ten years ago...well..."

Xiaotao still didn't finish his words, and Bai Ye moved.

He still picked up the sword with a calm wind and danced, and the huge sword body rustled.

"It's still too big and too light. You definitely didn't listen to my requests carefully. I said, it's heavy, small." Bai Yetan said.

"If that is the case, the material requirements for the sword will be extremely strict, and the price may be high." Xiao Tao's face was covered with sweat.

"Take it out and take a look first, don't worry about the money." Bai Ye said. If there is a suitable weapon, it would be no pity to spend all these soul pills on your body. It is easy to get a thousand gold coins, but it is hard to get a sword.

"Okay!" Xiaotao nodded with a smile on his face: "Since you said that, if I, Wang Xing, don't bring out some good things, I'm afraid I'll smash my own signature."

After saying that, she owed her body and said, "Please follow me."

Bai Ye nodded and followed.

Xiaotao took him to a hall, served tea, and left. After a while, a fat man with big heads and big ears and gorgeous clothes walked in.

Bai Ye looked at it and found that the fat man was covered in fat, and his face was as fat as if he could squeeze out oil by pinching it. He laughed and his facial features were almost gone.

"Haha, the guest has been waiting for a long time, I've forgiven you for your sins! I've heard Xiaotao tell you about your needs. Guests are so lucky. Yesterday, our "Wang Xing" arrived a new treasure, weighing 8,000 kilograms, and it's small and exquisite, just meeting your requirements. Come on, Guests, please follow me!"

The fat man walked outward.

Because the weapons are too heavy and not easy to carry, they are placed in the treasure house. There are dozens of "Wangxing" treasure houses, and they are strictly guarded and generally do not let customers come in. Unless they are customers with a huge purchase amount, they are allowed to be brought in by a manager like Fatty.

Stopped in front of the No. 3 treasure house, the fat man waved his hand, and the guard in front immediately opened the treasure house, and a large amount of colorful light shot out. Bai Ye looked at it and saw that all kinds of magic weapons were placed inside, including swords, guns, sticks, and all kinds of weapons that could emit light were of extraordinary material and naturally expensive.

The fat man walked to a soft long sword, pointed at the sword and smiled, "This guest, come and try this sword."

Bai Ye's eyes stagnated. The sword looked quite like the sword he had taken from Guan Chengfei, soft and thin, like a piece of paper.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up the sword, but when he lifted it hard, he realized that the appearance of the sword was completely inconsistent with its weight.

Very heavy!

Bai Ye was slightly shocked and suddenly drove to slowly lift the sword.

"Your Excellency is indeed born with divine power. This sword weighs 8,000 kilograms and is of unknown material. It may have been made of meteorites outside the sky. It was mortgaged by a guest several months ago on my "Wang Xing". However, this guest did not redeem it after the deadline, so this sword belongs to me "Wang Xing". Guest, do you think this sword is satisfied?" The fat man said with a smile.

Bai Ye nodded, danced with some difficulty, and said, "The weight is qualified, the size is good, what price?"

The fat man carefully stretched out his hand and smiled and said, "Five thousand third-grade soul pills, what do you think?"

"There will be no more person to buy this sword. If it cannot be sold, it will only rot in the warehouse. Five thousand third-grade soul pills? What you said is that those who can take out this money still lack magic weapons?" Bai Ye snorted.

"Then...two thousand." The fat man stumbled down.

"Fifty third-grade soul pills, one hundred second-grade soul pills, you can trade it, just don't want it." Bai Ye said while looking at the sword.

It’s not that he is cruel to bargaining, but that he only has so much money on him.

When the fat man heard this, he immediately looked puzzled: "This guest, this is a magic weapon made of meteorite from the sky. Your price is unacceptable at all."

"Now, as long as it is a weapon that is unknown to the material, it will be said that it is made of meteorite from the sky. Do you think I will believe it?" Bai Ye put down the weapon and said indifferently: "If you disagree, then forget it!"

"Hey hey, don't, fifty is fifty, the deal is ready!" The fat man quickly stopped Bai Ye and said.

Bai Ye was slightly happy, but his face remained unchanged, and he was still confused. He silently took out his belongings and paid the amount.

The fat man took the soul pill and smiled again.

Bai Ye smiled at him and suddenly asked, "Master, tell me honestly, when did this sword be pushed into your 'king'?"

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Chapter completed!