Chapter 127 The eighth floor of the secret vault, the magic sword is perfected (fifth update, 4k)

The vermilion door slowly opened.

The butler in a black robe stepped out, smiled and said with cupped hands: "My lords, my master said that the person you are looking for is not in the house, so please come back."

Tang Qi held the knife in one hand and frowned: "But someone in my Jinyi Guards saw with his own eyes that Jiang Liuyun entered the house of the Minister of War."

I thought to myself, I really let the adults say it accurately.

In this capital city, if you want to hide it from Jin Yiwei, you would be looking down on Jin Yiwei too much.

The housekeeper squinted his eyes, shook his head and said, "The adults are joking, maybe they are people of similar stature."

"My lords, if you are willing to wait, you can wait here."

With that said, he planned to close the door.

"Wait a minute!"

Tang Qi said coldly: "Tell your adults, don't say you didn't predict what you said!"

"He can't protect some people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Qi led everyone away.

His purpose has been achieved.

Today he saved Jiang Liuyun, but if it is found out in the future, the Minister of War will be guilty of harboring.

Of course, Jiang Liuyun is not considered a criminal at present.

…

Beizhen Fusi, Secret Treasury.

"Master Lin!"

Two imperial guards bowed and saluted.

Lin Mang nodded slightly and walked in.

He felt a little excited in his heart.

On the eighth floor of the secret vault, I don’t know what else there is!

Facts have proved that the man in the palace is indeed very happy.

Soon after the property of Wuqing Houfu was delivered to the palace, he received a reward.

In addition to the usual gold and silver rewards, the most important thing is the qualification to visit the eighth floor of the secret vault.

This is an area that only first-level governors are eligible to enter.

Here are the treasures of Jin Yiwei for hundreds of years, as well as many valuable treasures from various sects in the world.

Compared with this, that 700,000 taels is nothing at all.

The magic sword stored on the seventh floor is an incomplete version, and the complete version is only available on the eighth floor. Without the part on the eighth floor, his magic sword will never be perfect.

As for the so-called restriction that only masters can practice, it is not a problem for him.

Lin Mang walked down the stone steps. When he reached the seventh floor, he paused and walked in.

On the bed, the old man who was meditating with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and said, "Are you here again?"

"Yeah." Lin Mang smiled and nodded.

The old man frowned and stared at Lin Mang intently, his eyes uncertain.

"Your sword intention..."

He felt a domineering sword intent that looked down upon the world, and it was stronger than the last time.

This sword intention has already faintly stirred up the vitality of heaven and earth, and is only a little weaker than him.

Lin Mang looked calm and replied: "I have some understanding."

The old man smiled helplessly, he should have known better.

Those who can understand the magic sword in just a few breaths will definitely be good at understanding the meaning of the sword.

"What martial arts do you want to practice this time?"

To be honest, he was envious of this court lackey's talent from the bottom of his heart.

If he had this talent, he would have already entered the realm of a master.

"A sword technique!"

Lin Mang said, walked towards the bookshelf on the left, and picked up a martial arts skill from the bookshelf with ease.

"Divine Sword Slash" is at the third level.

The reason for choosing this martial skill is to coordinate with the Full Moon Scimitar.

The Full Moon Scimitar is different from ordinary weapons. It is difficult to exert its power with ordinary sword techniques. Only this magical sword can maximize its power.

After flipping through it casually, Lin Mang put it back again.

The old man looked helpless and asked, "Have you learned it?"

"Yeah." Lin Mang nodded slightly.

"Alas~" The old man sighed, looked at Lin Mang and said, "Do you have time? Sit down and chat with me."

Lin Mang shook his head and said, "I plan to go to the eighth floor."

"Senior, farewell."

It wasn't until Lin Mang's back disappeared that he suddenly reacted.

"What?"

"Eighth floor?"

The old man was startled and wanted to chase after him. After taking two steps, he had to give up and a wry smile appeared on his face.

He can't go to the eighth floor.

"Don't let me see you again next time!" the old man said angrily and closed his eyes again to meditate.

…

Secret vault, eighth floor.

Different from the previous floors, there is a heavy stone door in front of the passage on this floor.

This gate is controlled by the Momen mechanism. If it is attacked from the outside, it will cause turmoil in the entire secret vault.

It can be said that a single move affects the whole body. At the same time, the opportunities in the secret vault will be activated, blocking all ways to leave.

Lin Mang took out the token and pressed it on the groove next to the stone door.

"Boom!"

The heavy stone door slowly lifted, and a little smoke and dust stirred up.

In the dark corridor, candles suddenly lit up.

The flickering firelight illuminated the dark corridor.

There was a hint of chill in the air, and it was bone-chilling.

Lin Mang took a casual look and walked in.

Not long after, the vision suddenly opened up.

What comes into view is a huge hall with bookshelves placed in it.

However, unlike the previous floors, the bookshelves on this floor are all secret brocade boxes, and there are not many of them.

Suddenly, Lin Mang felt a chill in his heart, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

He suddenly turned around and looked in the corner, where there was a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground, seemingly losing the breath of life.

It was an old Taoist priest wearing tattered Taoist robes.

The robe on his body was covered with dust.

His white hair was hanging down and disheveled, covering his face, and he had a whisk in his hand casually resting on his leg.

Lin Mang took a deep breath and bowed his hands: "I have met my senior."

Although the other person looked like a dead person, he knew that he was a living person.

He also benefited from the mind-obsessing method he practiced, which made him mentally powerful, otherwise it would be really difficult to sense it.

The sense of oppression given to him by this old Taoist priest was too strong.

silence!

Lin Mang was already used to the strangeness and stood up and walked towards the bookshelf in front of him.

On the outside of the brocade box on the bookshelf, the names of different exercises and martial arts are written.
To be continued...