The rooster crows and the sky begins to light up.

All the young people came to the martial arts training ground at the same time, seizing the last time to hone their martial arts skills. As soon as the new selection rules were announced, everyone felt that their hopes were greatly increased. Who would think that their skills were inferior to others?

Zeng Ke took the initiative to approach Fu Jingtao and said with a smile: "Brother, do we still have the agreement we made yesterday?" She is naturally beautiful, and when she smiles, she is like a begonia sleeping in spring, which is mesmerizing; she is wearing a white dress and has exquisite curves.

, which makes people’s hearts beat.

Fu Jingtao couldn't bear to refuse, saying: "Once a man says something, it's hard to follow him!"

Zeng Ke said happily: "Thank you, senior brother! I was thinking hard about the footwork last night, and there are a few parts of it that are not very clear. I am far from being able to advance and retreat freely. I would like to ask senior brother for some advice."

Fu Jingtao asked her to try to practice the movements first, then correct the details, and then told her the key points learned in actual combat for her reference. He had been through life and death in the past few days, and had seen too many masters perform wonderful Qinggong, and he only summarized a few things.

, enough for Zeng Ke to study. One of the two taught carefully, the other studied seriously, but they did not notice that Qin Ying had arrived.

Qin Ying suddenly saw Fu Zeng and the two of them were acting intimately together. She felt a pain in her heart, her eyes turned cold, and she turned around and left.

Fu Jingtao didn't notice Qin Ying coming and leaving, but he still tried his best to guide Zeng Ke to improve his body and footwork. In the process, he was inevitably touched. Zeng Ke was either angry or rolled his eyes, charming and shy.

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The other teenagers were so angry that they couldn't help but wonder why there was such a big gap between people.

Zeng Ke wields a pair of daggers, so he places special emphasis on the coordination and flexibility of body and footwork. Only by being unpredictable and unpredictable can he defeat his opponent.

Fu Jingtao saw that the explanation and demonstration progress was too slow, so he took a long sword in his hand and said: "Junior sister Zeng, I attack and you defend, keep in mind what I just said, and gradually realize the beauty of the coordination of hands, eyes, body, and steps!

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Zeng Ke solemnly said: "Senior brother, please give me some advice!"

Fu Jingtao smiled slightly, suddenly stepped forward and stabbed with his sword. With a hiss, the tip of the sword pierced the acupuncture point on Zeng Ke's right shoulder, very suddenly and quickly. Zeng Ke was startled and raised his sword to block it, but he didn't expect that the sword suddenly hit him midway.

Once she sank, she changed her move and slashed to the side of her waist. She intertwined her swords and jumped back with all her strength on her toes.

Fu Jingtao shouted: "Avoiding the real and attacking the weak, you are uncertain!"

Zeng Ke calmed his mind, retreated and then advanced, avoiding his frontal attack. His two swords shuttled like colorful butterflies among flowers, stabbing the opponent's empty goal.

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "That's right!" He returned his sword to defend and fought with the beautiful girl Ding Ding Dang Dang.

This long day was full of good things. Except for eating time, the young men spent almost all of it in the martial arts training ground. After Fu Jingtao's careful guidance, Zeng Ke learned about the suddenness and concealment of the sword, as well as the changes in body and footwork.

There was slight improvement. Qin Ying was depressed and listless all day, and basically didn't talk much.

After dinner, the elders strictly prohibited the disciples from practicing hard again and forced them to rest.

Fu Jingtao, Ye Huayu and Huang Yunpeng had no intention of going out and stayed in the room to read the secrets, while Su Jing, Qiao Hui, Lu Hong and Yang Yufei left the other courtyard and planned to buy a few things to increase their combat power.

Wucheng Castle is the most lively time of the year, and the lights are lit one after another, like stars descending on the world. On both sides of the Cross Street, restaurants and inns are as bright as day, with the sound of silk and bamboo, talking and laughing, and the sound of fists beating far away.

The word spread. Not far away, I saw a huge golden signboard erected in front of me, with the three characters "Jubao Pavilion" written on it. The plaque was surrounded by red emeralds, which shone brightly under the light of the lantern.

Qiao Hui walked closer and stared at the shining gems. He couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "How lavish, so damn lavish! If all these jewelry are mine, I don't have to worry about buying anything."

Yang Yufei chuckled and said, "Are you planning on how to steal the jewelry?"

Qiao Hui said angrily: "Little junior sister, how can you look down on senior brother so much? Although I am young, I have always believed that a gentleman loves money and gets it wisely!"

"Okay, well said!" Suddenly cheers came from the side.

The four teenagers couldn't help being startled. They looked around and saw a short, fat old man with white eyebrows and a round face squatting on the horse post on the left side of the gate. The old man was wearing a round melon-skin hat and his clothes were wrinkled.

I don't know why I squatted outside the door to blow the cold wind. Although I was in the bustling city, I seemed a bit lonely and desolate.

Qiao Hui said warily: "What do you want to do? Why do you want to eavesdrop on our brother's conversation?"

The white-browed old man rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Little baby, old man, I have been squatting here and haven't moved. It was you who made your voice too loud and got into my ears. How dare you complain first!"

Qiao Hui chuckled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm rude. Please cool off slowly. We have something to do and say goodbye."

The white-browed old man yawned and said, "I see that your doll is quite pleasing to the eye, and everything is fine, so I will go in with you for a walk. With my old face, I can save you a lot of money."

Qiao Hui secretly cursed the old liar and sneered: "Is your old face valuable?"

The white-browed old man frowned and said: "What are you talking about? My old man..." Before he finished speaking, Qiao Hui suddenly made a face and dragged his brothers into the Treasure Pavilion. He stayed for a long time and cursed angrily.

: "You brat, are you so shameless? Let's see how I deal with you in the future!"

Jubao Pavilion is a two-story bamboo and wood structure, very spacious and bright. There are many small cubicles in the lobby on the first floor, which are divided into categories to store elixirs, secrets, swords, shields and other warrior supplies. There is also a counter selling spices.

Jewelry and other rare items. On the second floor, there are storage rooms, VIP rooms, silver cabinets, etc. The competition is coming soon, and disciples from various states gather here to buy what they need. The hall is crowded and very lively.

When the four young men entered the treasure land for the first time, they felt dazzled. When they took a closer look at the price tags of the items, they couldn't help but gasp. Their enthusiasm felt as if they had been extinguished by ice water. Just a pair of arm guards from the Weapon Refining Pavilion cost 500 yuan.

Two taels of silver, and a thin willow sword with fish patterns cost 800 taels, which was beyond their expectations. The total amount of silver they carried could not afford a pair of arm guards.

Yang Yufei timidly said: "It's too expensive, how about we go back?"

Suddenly I heard someone beside me sneer: "Get out of the way, you poor guy, don't block the way!"

Yang Yufei and others looked sideways and saw that they were on the same road and ran into the group of Fengzhou disciples headed by Guo Ting.

Guo Ting half-smiled but said, "Junior sister looks sad, do you want me to lend you some money?"

Yang Yufei said: "Boring!"

Guo Ting's face twitched slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Good things usually come from quick hands or slow hands. Junior sister, don't regret it when the time comes."

Qiao Hui waved his hand and said: "Who is your junior sister? Don't worry about it! Go wherever you like. We have our own way to solve our problems. It's not your turn to worry about it!"

Guo Ting crossed his arms and sneered: "You guys are ignorant and stubborn. I want to see how you can conjure silver coins out of thin air!"

Qiao Hui was too lazy to talk to him, so he led the brothers straight up to the second floor, found the shopkeeper on duty at Jubao Pavilion, and said that he wanted to discuss a business with him. The shopkeeper was about forty years old, kind and elegant, and said with a cupped hand: "My surname is Xie.

My name is Hongsong. May I ask what kind of business you want to discuss?"

Qiao Hui took out a black chess piece, pushed it in front of Xie Hongsong, and said with a smile: "Since Shopkeeper Xie is the manager of Jubao Pavilion, he must be very discerning. How much is this chess piece worth?"

Xie Hongsong's eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "Could this be the Jinling Zeng family's rosewood moiré chess piece?"

He took out a piece of white cloth and wiped his hands, carefully picked up the chess piece with his thumb and index finger, brought it to his eyes and looked at it carefully. While looking at it, he tilted his head slightly and said: "For those who are good at chess, the chess equipment produced by the Zeng family in Jinling is

It is like a magic sword. This red sandalwood moiré chess piece has a hard texture, fine knife work, exquisite lines, and shiny pulp. It should be a masterpiece carefully carved by Zeng Jiuzhi, the ancestor of the Zeng family. The red sandalwood moiré chess piece carved by Zeng Jiuzhi himself still exists in the world.

There are very few. Apart from the burned, lost and incomplete ones, there are only three known ones so far, and they will not be exchanged for even a thousand pieces of gold! This little brother, from your accent, you should be a native of the northwest. Where did you get this rare thing?

Was it a gift from an elder in your family?"

Qiao Hui said without changing his expression: "A few months ago, our senior brothers accidentally went into the mountains to search for medicine, and met an old immortal wearing Taoist robes. At that time, the old immortal was excited and invited my senior brother to have a talk. As a result, I

Senior brother won by luck. Before the old god said goodbye, he gave the chess equipment he carried with him to my senior brother as a souvenir, and senior brother passed it on to me. Now that I am short of money, I have to give it to someone who is destined." As he spoke, he untied his chess equipment.

He took out the baggage he was carrying and took out a pair of chess pieces and a chessboard. What he said was 70% factual and 70% factual, and key details were omitted.

Su Jing and others looked at each other and had to admire Qiao Hui's business acumen. He had planned to sell chess equipment more than half a year ago.

Xie Hongsong stretched out his fingertips, gently touched the edge of the chessboard, and said in surprise: "It is indeed the treasure of the old immortal!" In a blink of an eye, he looked at Qiao Hui and others, and said with envy: "The old immortal is famous in the world, and the dragon has no head and tail, but you can actually do it?

I am truly lucky to have met him!"

Qiao Hui asked in surprise: "Do you know who I'm talking about?"

Xie Hongsong sighed: "In this world, except Taoist Master Fuyaozi, who would dare to call the old god immortal? This chessboard is engraved with the old god's Taoist name, which has accumulated immortal energy and can be called a priceless treasure. Just wait a moment.

, Mr. Xie will ask the big shopkeeper to do the transaction himself."

The young men looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. The more attention Jubao Pavilion paid to it, the more it showed that this item was worth a lot of money. They should be able to exchange it for enough silver!

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and a person hurried into the VIP room, shouting: "Where is the old god's red sandalwood moiré chess piece? Let me take a look!"

Qiao Hui was shocked and lost his voice: "Old liar?!"

It was the white-browed old man who broke in. Hearing this, he was so angry that his beard and hair stood on end, and he roared loudly: "You little bastard who doesn't have all his hair, who is your master? I, Pan Yuan, is one generation older than your master!"

I have to ask him face to face, how on earth do he teach his disciples? Don’t he even teach him the basic etiquette of how to behave in society? What qualifications do he have to be a teacher?"

Qiao Hui slapped himself lightly and said with a smile: "Please calm down. It's the junior who can't speak clearly. I accept the punishment."

Pan Yuanyu couldn't get rid of his anger, raised his nostrils and said: "Then tell me, how should I be punished?"

Qiao Hui said seriously: "How about transferring this set of red sandalwood chess pieces to Jubao Pavilion at a 92% discount on the market price?"

Pan Yuan sneered: "92% off? Are you sending beggars away? Are you sincere?"

Qiao Hui said: "Of course I have full sincerity! Shopkeeper Xie just mentioned that this is a masterpiece personally made by Zeng Jiuzhi, the master craftsman of Jinling. It is also contaminated with the immortal energy of the old god. It is a unique treasure in this world. I dare not

Too greedy, if the price is based on 10,000 taels of gold, the 20% discount will only cost you 200 taels of gold."

"Pfft!" Pan Yuan almost choked to death on his saliva and screamed: "Ten thousand taels of gold?! Are you trying to blackmail the old man with your mouth wide open? This is just a wooden chessboard with a few carved wooden chess pieces.

Two pieces of gold!"

Qiao Hui laughed and said, "If senior finds it expensive, I won't sell it."

Pan Yuan said hurriedly: "Wait a minute! Although the red sandalwood moiré chess piece is rare, it will only fetch a good price if sold to an expert. Because of the relationship with the old god, I can give you three hundred taels at most!"

Qiao Hui asked: "Is it three hundred taels of gold?"

Pan Yuandao: "Gold? Stop dreaming, it's silver."

Qiao Hui didn't waste any time. He quickly rolled up the package and said, "Senior, goodbye!"

Pan Yuan's eyebrows twitched twice and he said calmly: "Children, doing business is not about grudges. How can you fall out just as soon as you say you're going to fall out? You're asking for a high price, and I'm going to pay you back. As long as everyone is sincere, we can still talk slowly.

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Qiao Hui shook his head and said: "Senior, the primary selection will begin in two days, and we don't have much time to argue with you. Whether you will accept it or not, you'd better give me a happy word!"

Pan Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled suddenly: "I won't waste my breath with you anymore, the price is three thousand taels of silver!"

Qiao Hui made some calculations, looked at the other party sadly and said: "Deal!"

Pan Yuan was so happy that he snatched the chess set into his hand with a swish and stroked it carefully, his eyes shining as if he had found a rare treasure.

Qiao Hui said softly: "Old senior, will there be any discount when we buy things downstairs later?" Pan Yuan replied without thinking: "Yes!" Qiao Hui said with a smile: "Thank you very much. We don't dare.
Chapter completed!