Chapter 11: Flying Sword with Guardrail

After Qin Ran left, Li Shiyin reluctantly walked to the storage room.

Storage room this kind of place is very need of space, naturally also equipped with Qiankun formation, the inner space is much larger than from the outside, almost catching up with the internal and external ratio change of the exercise room.

This was the first time Li Shiyin had entered the storage room, and as soon as she came in, she was subdued by the dense and cluttered things inside. At a glance, it felt like there was everything, recognizable and unrecognizable.

There are tools here, hoes and shovels and scythes and backbaskets all over the place; there are the master’s unfinished or failed remnants, rotten tables, broken chairs, bad formation templates, bad guardrails and the like.

Wait, the guardrail?

Li Shiyin was holding a hoe and shovel in her hand when she suddenly realized that there was something wrong with that guardrail.

She looked closer and the more she looked, the stranger she felt, so she walked over with her hoe and shovel and moved the guardrail upright.

This fence ……

Well, it’s weird.

There was a metal fence around the perimeter, five feet high, and the base was a, well, metalwork that was about a foot long and three feet wide, with some strange patterns on it, about formations.

What makes this thing strange is that metal object at his base that looks a bit like a sword.

Li Shiyin touched her chin and circled around the thing a few times, suddenly remembering that Master seemed to be afraid of heights, she couldn’t help but have a bold guess.

Though somewhat outrageous, ……

It’s, it’s supposed to be, it’s probably, it’s probably, Master’s flying sword!

Qin Ran, who was rapidly descending down the mountain, suddenly shivered coldly and almost failed to stabilize himself and fell down from this mid-mountain. He stopped in a hurry, only to feel a little chill on his back, as if he had forgotten something very important.

But for a moment he couldn’t think of anything, so he just continued on his way.

Running and running, when he reached the main peak assembly square, he suddenly remembered that his epic invention, the Fence Flying Sword, didn’t seem to have been put away!

“She just went in to get a hoe, she shouldn’t have noticed!” He consoled himself, “What kind of coincidence is that?”

But he always felt indebted and out of sorts, and there was a famous law going around his head, and the name of that law was, Murphy’s Law.

The assembly square today is just very lively, much more lively than usual …… mainly because the people who set up stalls to sell things have become more.

The reason for this was because the Dao Sword Sect’s Questioning Conference had just passed, and many new disciples had been recruited within the sect. This current time was a good time to give them their first lesson in the Immortal Cultivation world, and as everyone knows, newcomers are always the most

Good lie.

The cultivators who set up stalls to sell their wares at the Dao Sword Sect were not all cultivators of the Dao Sword Sect, there were also some cultivators from other sects and scattered cultivators running around.

Qin Ran came over today, on the one hand, he wanted to buy some daily necessities for Li Shiyin, the other little girl wore a bright yellow dress for several days, she had to change it for others;

On the other hand, he wanted to poke around some sword cultivation techniques, sword techniques, body techniques, evasion techniques, and battle techniques, he needed them all.

If Li Shiyin was going to take the path of sword cultivation later on, he would have to prepare all of this for her.

Qin Ran is not a celebrity, coupled with the fact that he himself is only in his twenties, not wearing the head robe, walking on the road, no one at all recognizes him, far less than the new intake of disciples in the windy figures have a row, a plain green clothes, from the end of the square, through the disciples practicing in the plaza, came to the small bazaar before the small bazaar, no one came up to say hello to him.

Right, in addition to the stalls, the square also had many practicing martial arts, after all, the original purpose of this assembly square was to allow disciples within the sect to practice martial arts and martial arts.

When he arrived at the small bazaar, Qin Ran started from this end and walked towards that end of the bazaar from one place to another, and when he saw something interesting on the way, he would stop and take a closer look, and if the price was right, he would also take out a spirit stone to buy it.

Only, he had seen a dozen or so along the way, and had bought quite a few strange medicinal herbs, but was slow to find any interesting feats.

There aren’t many behind, if you can’t find a suitable gongfu again, do you have to go to the Hall of Transmission and ask? But the Dao Sword Sect wasn’t a major sect after all, and Qin Ran couldn’t look at the publicly available gongfa. Or do you really want Li Shiyin to worship Sword Peak and learn the secret gongfa of Sword Peak?

As he was counting so much, he suddenly flipped through a small stall and came across a technique.

This stall is an ordinary stall, a piece of cloth under the cushion, set some messy books and jade slips, the owner of the stall is also an ordinary-looking young man.

But, in the Immortal Cultivation World, appearance and age were never the point.

The gongfu was called the Great Diffraction Sword Canon, and it was a yellowed and chapped jade slip. The jade slip was so badly broken that when the consciousness went in to check it out, it only felt broken and chaotic.

“What’s the situation?” Qin Ran asked the stall owner.

“I don’t know.” The stallholder replied, “Family heirloom, turned out of the box just like this, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

Family heirloom? Qin Ran secretly bristled, not knowing which tomb he had gone to and stolen it from. Could it be that so many secret techniques were family heirlooms?

But he just disdained it in his heart, but his face did not show it. Because this kind of place is like this, cultivators set up stalls to sell things, there are real and fake, you can buy or

Don’t buy it, but never ask where something came from.

Even the Dao Sword Sect only gives a piece of land out for people to set up stalls and never interferes with specific transactions. If you suffer a loss here and buy a fake, don’t voice it and don’t make a scene, because no one will do it for you, only people will look at you and laugh.

Of course, if you’re capable of finding trouble after the fact, no one will care ……

“How much does this cost?” Qin Ran asked in a flat tone.

Seeing that Qin Ran wanted it, the stall owner opened his mouth and asked for a price, “One thousand lower grade spirit stones.”

Without a word, Qin Ran put the jade slip to his forehead and then looked at the interior of the slip with his consciousness and asked, “Is there an unsealing password?”

The opening and sealing mnemonic, that is, the mnemonic for decrypting the jade slip, is equivalent to the opening password of a cell phone, and without the mnemonic, one cannot read the specific content within the jade slip.

“There’s a catchphrase.” The stallholder returned.

“Ten lower grade spirit stones.” Qin Ran returned the price.

“Buy or get out!” The stall owner scolded angrily.

Qin Ran still had no change in expression, he squatted in front of the stall and picked, and then picked up a body technique called Fierce Tiger Triple Leap, and a sword technique called Whisking Cloud Sword Decision, gestured to the stall owner, and said, “Ten lower-grade Spirit Stones, plus these two feats, to sell or not to sell?”

See Qin Ran do not know good or bad, not only do not increase the price, but also want to add, the stall owner’s face wind and clouds change from anger to become …… fawning, he was afraid that Qin Ran backtracked, said in a hurry: “Deal!”

“Damn, another loss!” Qin Ran cursed in the bottom of his heart and took out ten spirit stones from his Qiankun bag while asking the stall owner for the password.

The stall owner told Qin Ran the opening and sealing recipes of the two jade slips by means of a secret sound into his ears.

Qin Ran nodded and put all three techniques into his Qiankun bag, got up and continued to walk forward.

Just then, a young disciple on the side who had been waiting for a long time leaned over and shouted, “Head Qin, please stay.”

Calling himself? Qin Ran frowned and looked back, it was a black-clothed young man with a handsome appearance, but he didn’t recognize him and asked, “What is it?”

“Senior Huang Feiyu, a disciple of Sword Peak, would like to ask senior for a favor.” Huang Feiyu respectfully bowed to Qin Ran and said so.

Although Qin Ran was not very old and his cultivation level was not very high, he was indeed the Head of Dan Peak, and when he heard that this person was a disciple of the Dao Sword Sect, he accepted the salute openly.

“Late generation wants to buy a few Ice Condensation Dan, but suffers from not knowing about pills ……” Huang Feiyu saw that although Qin Ran didn’t reply, but the person stood there and didn’t go, his heart was happy, and he hurriedly said, “I don’t know if senior has the time, to help a disciple.”