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The yellow-faced middle-aged man couldn't tell you the specific situation. What he said before was just hearsay.

Jiang Chuan didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at the cave and heard footsteps approaching. He immediately ducked back into the forbidden area that was about to close, pushed the stone door open and sat in meditation to recuperate.

Not long after, Han Luo's face appeared at the window, he opened the bar and walked into the cave.

"Did you activate the restriction just now?" Han Luo went around the door and looked around, but found no trace of magic.

"Maybe it was triggered when I was practicing!" Jiang Chuan looked puzzled:

"What happened?"

"You're still pretending to be like me, you see for yourself." Han Luo threw a jade slip.

Jiang Chuan put it against his forehead, and when he saw the familiar figure, his expression suddenly froze.

"I forgot to tell you earlier, except for the door sealing restrictions, there are always surveillance formations in the passage." Han Luo smiled half-heartedly, but he was quite curious about Jiang Chuan's method of breaking the restrictions.

"Okay." Jiang Chuan spread his hands:

"It's really boring to be alone, so I planned to find a master to learn from each other."

Han Luo said helplessly:

"Brother, can I call you big brother and stop making trouble? An Ansheng will leave after two months.

"Don't let the confinement period be extended, and even I will suffer."

"Senior brother should know about my foundation building from Uncle Yunyan, right?" Jiang Chuan suddenly changed the topic.

"Of course I know." When he mentioned this, Han Luo couldn't help but envy: "I remember that when you entered the mountain gate a year ago, you were still asking me for the spiritual weapon. Now you have established the foundation."

This is a dark history.

Jiangchuan, who had just started, had nothing to offer. Yunhe and his senior brother were afraid that he would be distracted and did not pass down any spiritual weapons or treasures, so he had no choice but to focus on Han Luo.

Who told Master Yunyan to be proficient in weapon refining? I thought you were also good at it.

Jiangchuan said silently in his heart, took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and threw it to the other party.

"have a look."

Han Luo opened the jade bottle in confusion, and his expression was shocked.

"Foundation Pill, where did you come from?"

"Do you want what I have left?" Jiang Chuan asked.

Han Luo put the jade bottle into his storage bag and expressed his thoughts through actions.

"Tell me what you want to do."

"There are quite a few monks imprisoned in the Locked Evil Cave. It shouldn't be difficult to find a few who can help with swordsmanship." Jiang Chuan made his request.

"Do you really want to find someone to discuss with?" Han Luo understood Jiang Chuan's thoughts.

of course it's true.

Although he is in confinement, Jiangchuan has already made plans for himself.

Find someone to practice your sword during the day, and go back to the cave to practice at night.

In this way, you can also improve your matchmaking strength before the upcoming inner sect competition, so that you won't be forced to rush into the competition just after being released.

Jiang Chuan heard Ning Que say that the disciples who built the foundation of the inner sect were far more than just a few people on the surface.

Although his talent is not bad, after all, he has not practiced for a long time and lacks experience, so he will easily suffer losses when fighting against others.

"How's it going? Is it okay?" Jiang Chuan looked over.

Han Luo thought for a while and said:

"It's easy to find someone to discuss with, but you have to be lucky, otherwise someone will agree to do this for you.

"Also, I am not the only disciple on duty at the Suoe Cave. If you don't get through to the others, you will be discovered sooner or later and be stabbed to Yunming."

"How many spiritual stones are needed?" Jiang Chuan is now considered to be wealthy and confident in speaking.

Han Luo recalled Jiang Chuan's previous embarrassment and did not dare to open his mouth, so he tentatively reported a number.

"A thousand spiritual stones?"

Jiang Chuan didn't even raise his eyelids and agreed directly.

"make a deal."

Such joy made Han Luo a little confused, so he took the storage bag handed over by Jiang Chuan and weighed it.

If you take 50% of a thousand spiritual stones, you can make up for the subsidies you lost after leaving the Fangshi Law Enforcement Hall.

Seeing Han Luo's expression, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but ask:

"Are you planning to keep it all to yourself?"

"How can that be possible? What kind of friendship do we have as brothers? Don't you understand me yet?" Han Luo feigned anger and slapped his chest:

"I'll do the work, don't worry."

It's just because I know you that I'm worried.

Complaints are all complaints, but Han Luo's ability cannot be underestimated, otherwise he would not be serving as the captain of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Jiang Chuan stopped caring about this and took out the jade leaves after Han Luo left to do things.

With a touch of his thumb, which was wrapped in the black light, golden lines like veins on leaf stems sank into his body along his fingers.

A inheritance appeared in his heart.

"The Sword of Stinging Mosquitoes".

Jiang Chuan subconsciously wiped his eyes to make sure that the word was "mosquito" and not "蛟".

One word difference, but the feeling is completely different.

But after he read the records in the inheritance, he realized that this sword technique was really literal, and was created to kill a kind of alien insect called "Yin Erosion Mosquito".

According to the records, the "Yin Erosion Mosquito" is a rare mosquito belonging to the Yin genus. It was born in a place rich in Yin Qi, but it lives by devouring spiritual energy. It is not afraid of water, fire and swords. There is only a white mark on its abdomen where the gate of life is.

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At that time, a casual cultivator got some spiritual eggs of Yin-Erosion Mosquitoes from nowhere, and spent a lot of effort to cultivate and hatch them. The imperial insects sneaked into the spiritual veins of this sect and stole the spiritual essence of heaven and earth in the roots of the spiritual veins.

, to provide for one’s own cultivation.

But without the essence of heaven and earth, the root of the spiritual vein withered, and the entire spiritual vein seemed to be useless. In this way, the two sides naturally formed a life-or-death feud.

Although there are many senior experts in this sect, they still suffered a great loss in the face of this mosquito that came and went without a trace. The disciples with lower cultivation levels even had their spiritual power sucked away.

In desperation, the masters of the sect borrowed a rare treasure and calculated the life gate of Yin Eclipse Mosquito, which had never appeared in the world of immortality before, and jointly created the "Sword Art of Stinging Mosquito" for the benefit of low-level disciples.

As a high-level disciple practicing cultivation, he also has ways to deal with the Yin-eclipse mosquitoes.

But why does this method sound so familiar?

Steal, spiritual veins, spiritual essence.

Isn’t this the method used by senior [Big Thief Like Immortal]?

Jiang Chuan looked strange.

He decided to go to the forum and ask. If this was the case, Senior Thief Like an Immortal should have some knowledge of this sword technique, and maybe he could give some pointers.

Nothing unexpected.

[The thief is like an immortal]:

"I was still young at the time, and after I had a grudge with an elder of Wangchao Pavilion, I came back with a bad temper in mind of revenge, and that's why I ordered the Yin Xiang Mosquito to do such an outrageous thing.

"As for the "Mosquito-Sword Sword Technique", I have some impressions, please wait first."

After counting, several pictures appeared under the floor.

Jiangchuan clicked on the pictures and found that they were all dynamic pictures.

"Why doesn't my phone have this capability?" Jiang Chuan murmured in his heart and started watching one by one.

From the perspective of Senior Thief Like an Immortal, something like gray mist poured out from the sky, but was drowned by the sword lights of various colors rising from the hands of countless people on the opposite side, and the gray mist fell like rain.

Although it was a little blurry, he could still see that the opponent's sword light clearly pierced every ray of mist.

[The thief is like an immortal]:

"More than two thousand years later, when I was preparing to survive the tribulation of heaven and humanity, I heard that Wangchao Pavilion had been transformed into Shechao Sword Pavilion, which specialized in swordsmanship.

“It’s hard to look back on the past!”

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