Remaining Page

Pan Haichen winked at the left and right, and scolded: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you please Miss Fang away quickly?"

Pan Haichen's two subordinates rushed forward, walked around behind the golden shield, and before Fang Xin could react, she controlled Fang Xin, stood up and left.

The guards often deal with various emergencies, both experience and efficiency. Fang Xin is not really old and has a much worse cultivation level than Li Wenjun. How could he be the opponent of these guards who are like wolves and tigers?

"You let me go. Pan Haichen, you villain who is favoritism and abuse of power, I want to sue you in front of my elders." Fang Xin shouted hysterically while struggling.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I'm saying goodbye." Pan Haichen smiled bitterly and bowed to Li Wenjun, quickly caught up with Fang Xin. He took out a talisman, said "offended", and then slapped the talisman on Fang Xin's body. Fang Xin's voice seemed to be cut with scissors. She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Xuemei got up from the ground when the two guards held Fang Xin, hid behind the guards, and left with Fang Xin.

Seeing this scene, Li Wenjun shook his head regretfully and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​killing Wu Xuemei. If he did not look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, he still needed the miracle doctor Chen Sheng to help him cover up, so that it would not be easy to create a gap between him and Chen Sheng, so as not to involve the secret of the green light.

Crushing out of the crowd of onlookers, Li Wenjun walked around the carpet area. All the people who set up stalls here were basically the lowest figures in the world of immortal cultivation, mostly suffering. They used all their skills and worked hard to make money, but in the end they could only barely earn some resources for cultivation.

It is difficult to find good things here, but there are exceptions to everything. Occasionally, you can buy some good things here, but it requires good eyesight.

Li Wenjun spent most of the day and had no other gains except buying a few herbs. As it was getting dark, just as he was about to leave and return to the inn, he suddenly found a street stall in front of him.

Other street stalls sell some ore, herbs and other items dug from the wild, but this stall is quite special. The black cloth on the ground is filled with paper.

When Li Wenjun approached, he saw that the papers were all broken pages, and he didn't know which book they fell from, one in the east and one in the west, and they were not connected to each other.

Li Wenjun squatted down and turned it up with interest. He was surprised to find that these remaining pages involved many aspects, including martial arts secrets, practice techniques, introduction to common sense in the world of immortal cultivation, alchemy, weapon refining and talisman making techniques, etc., all of which were all involved.

Li Wenjun picked up a broken page related to alchemy. This was a piece of 16-open letter paper with a red grid on the white background. The paper was a little yellow, with about one hundred words on it.

With his poor knowledge of alchemy, Li Wenjun judged that this was a residual page introducing the process of refining a certain elixir. So he asked the stall owner if there were any other residual pages connected to it.

There are many experts in the world of immortal cultivation with strong memory. As long as the stall owner is not a fool, he will not take out all the remaining pages connected.

Out of Li Wenjun's expectations, the stall owner shook his head and said, "Sorry, this fellow Taoist, I was also a coincidence. I spent nearly a month organizing these broken pages and gained nothing. I got more than 200 broken pages in total, and most of them existed in isolation. The page you hold in your hand is an isolated page. If you like it, you can take it away with a single piece of broken page."

Li Wenjun put down the broken page in his hand in disappointment. He looked at the other broken pages again, but found no other valuable broken pages. When he was about to get up and leave, his heart moved and asked, "You have gotten more than 200 broken pages in total, and there are more than 100 broken pages here. What about the others?"

The stall owner showed a shrewd smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, the other broken pages are all sorted by me in my hands. There are at least two broken pages connected together. They are precious and require at least two pieces to gather and disperse one."

"Take it out and show it to me." Li Wenjun urged.

The stall owner took out more than a dozen broken pages. These broken pages are also not connected to each other, and the content involved is in all aspects.

Li Wenjun took it and looked down. The first broken page made him feel a little shocked. This turned out to be a broken page of a knife score, which introduced a sword technique - breaking the mountain.

Since getting the Dragon-Headed Yanfeng Sword, Li Wenjun has never cooperated with the corresponding sword techniques. He has used the things he has figured out and used the basic tricks of the sword to fight against people. In his heart, he has always been eager to find a sword technique that can exert the maximum power of the Dragon-Headed Yanfeng Sword, but it has never been available.

No matter how good the sword technique is in the secular world, it does not involve the use of magic power. Only the sword technique invented and created by immortal cultivators can exert the power of magic swords such as the Dragon-headed and Yanling Sword.

Li Wenjun quickly lowered his head and looked at it. It was also a sixteen-open letter paper, with more than a hundred words. When he saw the itchy spot, the content behind it suddenly stopped and disappeared.

Li Wenjun remembered to scratch his head and said, "Where is the one behind?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, I'll buy it after looking at it. This knife score is the most broken page I have found. There are no more or less, and there are ten pieces in total. There are three sword techniques that are complete, and there are one and a half moves. I don't want much, thirty pieces of Qisan, and this knife score is yours."

Li Wenjun took ten pieces of energy and dispersed them, and handed them to the stall owner. The latter's face changed and he said, "Fellow Taoist, what I said is thirty pieces."

Li Wenjun snorted and said, "If you want thirty, I will give you thirty. Fellow Taoist, are these broken pages all the lonely books? Don't tell me that you haven't copied them all out several copies? Look at the broken pages you gave me, although the paper is old, the ink is new. You copied them yourself? If you copied them yourself, you need three pieces to gather and disperse one piece? I will give you ten pieces. Do you sell them? If you don't sell them, I will leave. I go to the classics area, but I still don't believe that I can't buy the classics I want."

The stall owner quickly smiled and said, "You are a guest, you are the biggest, only ten are ten."

As if he was afraid that Li Wenjun would regret it, he hurriedly put away the ten pieces of gas gathering, and then took a stack of broken pages from the storage compartment he carried and handed them to Li Wenjun.
Chapter completed!