"This knife."

The old man who sold the knife took a leisurely look at An Qisheng and asked, "Do you want to buy a knife on credit, sir?"

"What do you say?"

An Qisheng looked at the old man selling knives with interest.

There is no fluctuation of divine power, no blood filling, and nothing unusual. It seems that he is just an ordinary person.

But An Qisheng naturally wouldn't think that this was an ordinary person.

Blood energy and divine power can be concealed, but physique cannot. The physique after thousands of trials and tribulations has something that cannot be concealed.

People can deceive people, but organs cannot.

"This knife is a knife of favor. It depends on the price of the person, and it can be bought on credit. The price depends on the buyer's favor."

The old man who sold the knife smiled and asked back: "Mr. thinks that his favor is worth a lot, and this knife is worth as much."

"The knife of human affection must be bought with human affection."

The old knife seller said softly:

"Sir, buy it if you want, or go if you don't. Don't delay our business."

"This knife, the previous guest saw it. You asked for a thirty-day cauldron. Why, I want to buy it, but I have to pay for it?"

An Qisheng's eyes were as bright as water, with the air of no smoke and fire. He stood in the long street, but it was like a blessed land in a fairy mountain, with a feeling of feathering and ascending to an immortal.

"That guest is not diligent, his family is not rich, and his luck is very poor. Thirty-day Ding Dan is already the money that he can earn in his life. He can buy a knife with the thirty-day Ding Dan. Naturally, this is not the case with Mr. price."

The old knife seller took a deep look at An Qisheng and asked again:

"What is the price of Mr.'s favor?"

"Bodhisattvas are afraid of the cause, all living beings are afraid of the effect, and human affection is priceless, let alone take it lightly..."

An Qisheng pointed to the spatula, and the knife sounded 'woohoo', the waves were like water, and it could be regarded as a magic weapon among ordinary iron: "This knife of yours doesn't seem to be worth it."

The two of them did not deliberately avoid others when they spoke, nor did they lower their voices, but let the two of them speak, and the pedestrians around them seemed to not be able to see them at all.

Shuttle by, as if not aware of it.

"Worth it or not depends on the individual, old man, what I am doing is business, and buying and selling is not benevolent."

The old knife seller just smiled and did not argue.

"I heard that there is a hidden world sect in Dongzhou. There are three or five people in each generation. They are scattered all over the world. They are called the Gate of Credit Knives.

An Qisheng squeezed from the void, and a book landed on his fingertips.

Shaking slightly, you can see the three characters on it; credit knife door.

This is a booklet compiled by Sanxin Lan Lingtong, and there are many similar ones, ranging from the three major holy places, the ten major sects, down to the little-known small sects in Dongzhou.

Even some loose repairs.

Of course, some of the information in it is detailed and some of it is sketchy, but it was only extracted by the three-hearted blue soul boy from many spiritual imprints, so naturally it will not be detailed.

However, it was enough that An Qisheng had a deep understanding of Dongzhou.

Like this credit card door.

This credit swordsman has few people and almost no power. However, there is no power, but its connections are extremely wide.

No one knows how many knives have been released by generations of credit knives, and no one knows who has used their knives on credit.

There was once a sect who peeped at the secret of this sect of credit swords, but before they could make a move, they were completely beaten by the masters who came to return the sword.

Among the people who shot, there were even people from the Holy Land.

"Mr. is very knowledgeable."

The old knife seller was not too surprised. He just glanced at the booklet and asked back, "However, since Mr. Knife knows the door of the sword on credit, if you want to come here, you also know about the Butian Pavilion, right?"

"Know a thing or two."

An Qisheng flipped through it casually, and the large characters on the booklet had already transformed into the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

Butian Pavilion is a secret organization in Dongzhou. It sells intelligence and buys and kills people for a living. It especially likes to kill Tianjiao, and it has a famous reputation.

However, the origin of the Heaven-Bending Pavilion is secret, and it is suspected that it came from outside the East Continent.

When he first came to Dongzhou, he had had huge conflicts with many sect holy places, and even had a successful record of assassinating the master of the holy land, which made countless large and small sects terrified.

It can even be said that many large and small forces, including the three major holy places and the ten major sects, have been assassinated by this Heaven Patching Pavilion.

However, such an organization still exists.

The enemy is all over the world, but it can still exist. Even if it exists in the dark, it can be seen that it is terrible.

"Then you know that the Butian Pavilion has a great interest in Mr.

The old knife seller looked at An Qisheng with a subtle expression:

"Mutian Pavilion believes in the belief of 'killing life to make up the sky'. Regarding killing, he especially likes to stifle Tianjiao. Mr. turned out to be the most dazzling person in the world..."

"I also have a great interest in Butian Pavilion."

An Qisheng put away the booklet with a calm expression.

The killer of the Butian Pavilion, he has naturally met face to face. In the past two years, he has experienced three assassinations. As a result, there are three more holes in his Xinghai True Form.

It is also the origin of his booklet of "Mutian Pavilion".

"Mutian Pavilion, from outside the East Continent, or in other words, this is a force that spans several major states. According to legend, there are human race, monster clan, even dragon and phoenix, Taikoo relic masters in this Butian Pavilion... .."

The old knife seller said calmly:

"Butian Pavilion can still stand in Dongzhou even if it offends almost all the forces, its strength is evident."

"It's always a mouse hiding in the shadows, it can't turn the sky over."

An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said indifferently: "Mutian Pavilion, is not qualified to bear a favor of mine."

After all, he put down the knife in his hand and seemed to be leaving.

"Mr. is misunderstood."

The old man selling knives shook his head: "What everyone knows is not worth me selling knives, it's just a free gift."

"Oh?"

An Qisheng was unmoved.

Zhu Dahai, who was following behind him, stared blankly, not worth what the two of them were saying.

On the contrary, the chick on his shoulder jumped down and landed on the booth, 'ding ding dong' pecking at the swordsmen and playing happily.

"In this world, there will be no masters who grow up out of thin air without background and experience, and there will be no geniuses born out of nowhere. The gentleman has become famous in Dongzhou in just a few years. Naturally, it attracts not only the Butian Pavilion, but even the Tianji Pavilion. There are people from other big states buying information on Mr.  …”

The old man who sold the knife looked directly at An Qisheng, his eyes dimmed:

"I use a decree that has been around for more than 20,000 years, but only a few people know it as a knife. Do you want to buy it, sir?"

"Tai Chi?"

An Qisheng's expression moved slightly.

Among the many pieces of information compiled by Sanxin Lan Lingtong, there are naturally some things that Xuanji, Zheng Longqiu and others know, and he naturally knows it.

Xuanji once saw a piece of news about the Imperial Court of the Overlord in Zhongzhou in the Book Collection Pavilion in the Holy Land of Mingyue, which mentioned a decree.

According to legend, it was a decree on Tai Chi issued by the Supreme Being of Guanglong after he became enlightened and shook the world with his supreme magical power.

It's just that Pang Wanyang left this decree...

An Qisheng pondered in his heart, and in the depths of his eyes, a place that ordinary people could not see, suddenly there was a ray of light like water:

[Consumption of Dao Power 700,000 points (ten times the consumption without the brand, ten times the consumption of the spiritual treasure to suppress the luck)]

[The original trajectory of the person with a sword on credit is one: Born in Wanyang Realm, Dongzhou, and bamboo forest with a sword on credit... Born with wisdom and wisdom, when born, it becomes a spirit. When I was young, I read the Taoist Tibetans of the Hundred Schools, and gained wisdom.

When he was young, he walked around the world with his teacher, and lingered in the world for thousands of years. He eventually learned the secret "Tai Chi Daoyan" and became the new master of the credit sword. . . .

After the great change of heaven and earth, he became king, and on the day he became king, he was shot and killed in the bamboo forest by an arrow of the galaxy shot from the depths of the starry sky...]

[Bloodline: King Baizhu]

【Fate: Transparency, Fate is transparent, you can learn all methods, you can penetrate the heart, you can spy on the secrets of the sky, but the secrets of the sky are inexhaustible, and if you talk too much, you will lose it. 】

The consumption of 700,000 points of Dao energy is not small, even if it is not a hundred times the consumption, it is a full 7,000 points, and Yuan Duxiu's original fate trajectory is only 6,000 points.

Obviously, this old panda's achievements are even more than Yuan Duxiu's original trajectory.

But that didn't bother him.

Only scanning the word 'Tai Chi' on it, he couldn't help frowning in his heart.

This old panda is related to Pang Wanyang. He was not surprised. The first time he saw this old panda, he had some guesses.

It was Pang Wanyang who made him frown.

But he knew very well what kind of person Pang Wanyang was.

Even if he wants to kill you, he will tell you in an upright manner, choose a day, come to the door with integrity, and never play with conspiracies.

It was like this when he was floating in the world for a long time. It was impossible to become a prestige in the nine heavens and ten places.

What could make Pang Wanyang at his peak feel scruples?

What is he afraid of?

world?

still is.......

"gentlemen?"

The credit knife man frowned slowly. Although he didn't notice anything unusual, he always felt that the eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be able to penetrate the heart.

Can he see through his own hiding?

The credit card man was a little surprised.

An Qisheng came back to his senses, looked at the old panda covered by a secret method in front of him, and shook his head slightly: "No need."

"Do you know, sir, what that decree means?"

The look of the credit knife man changed slightly.

"I've never had the habit of taking orders from other people, let alone..."

An Qisheng didn't say the last few words, but he turned and left.

"gentlemen?"

The man on credit looked up ~lightnovelpub.net~ An Qisheng had already entered the crowd.

He stood still for a long time before shaking his head.

Some surprises, but not too surprising, after all, this person is very likely to be......

"Huh? What about the knife seller?"

At this time, only one of the pedestrians came back to his senses, looking at the empty ground next to him, a little confused.

After turning around, people are gone?

"Credit man..."

An Qisheng thought in his heart.

He couldn't guess what was behind it at this time, but he had a faint feeling that it would be a big trouble.

very big,

very large.