Chapter 142 Explanation? I don’t need to explain to anyone (4800 words please subscribe!)

"What a terrible knife!"

Han Zhao came back to his senses. Until this moment, he still felt that his eyes were filled with dazzling white light, as hot as the sun.

This was the afterimage left in his heart by the terrifying sword energy released by Ku Rong Style.

However, if you want to use the terrifying sword in the simulation, you don't know how long it will take.

Even if he has memory, he cannot understand the power of the Martial God Realm.

Han Zhao took out the Karma Knife from the Xumi bag and gently held the handle.

Buzz buzz!

As he applied his memory of the Ku Rong Style to his sword, before he could draw the sword, he heard the blade tremble slightly.

bass!

The Karma-Zhanbing Knife was unsheathed. This time the Karma-Zhanbing Knife still emitted red light, but unlike the last time he realized the Purgatory Style, the light released this time was weak and restrained, like a turbulent undercurrent under the calm sea.

——The karma-killing knife·spiritual weapon

Grade: low level

Spirituality: 26% (can be improved)

Sword Intent:20%

Special effects: bloodthirsty level 10, illusion level 1

Han Zhao looked at the data record about the Industry-Zhanying Knife on the system panel and was stunned for a moment.

"Low level?!"

As he comprehended the Ku Rong Style, the Karma-Zhanbing Sword actually advanced from advanced to low-level.

"In this way, the power of the purgatory style should also be improved."

Han Zhao thought to himself, caressing the constantly throbbing blade, feeling the attachment of the sword to him, as if he was thanking him for his training.

"The continuous comprehension of peerless sword skills has allowed the Karma Sword, which was originally not as spiritual as the Sword of Rebirth, to catch up." Han Zhao took out the Sword of Rebirth and comforted him gently.

In a simulation without entry effect bonus, what martial arts he learns depends entirely on his own needs and opportunities in the simulation. He can influence it, but cannot control it.

"Although I cannot bring real-life entries into the simulation, is there a possibility? Suppose there is a very special entry that can allow the effects of other entries to take effect in the simulation. Will this problem be solved?

?”

Han Zhao suddenly thought of such a possibility.

Thinking of this, he immediately asked the system.

[This tip requires paying 8888888 taels of gold, and the regular tip requires 10,000 times Yin Qi.]

"Okay, I got it." Han Zhao's eyes lit up, it seemed that there really was such an entry.

【.】

"Don't worry, I will work hard to make money." Han Zhao smiled secretly in his heart.

He hung the sword on his waist and walked towards the secret room.

After such a long time, it's time to go back to Yuanchang Fucheng.

The last time Xu Ling encountered trouble, he was still in a critical moment of seclusion. By the time he got the news, the trouble had been solved by Chu Anping and Yan Sheng.

It must be said that Yan Sheng is quite aware of current affairs.

Han Zhao doesn't dislike such people.

Originally, he was planning to find an opportunity to kill him, but after this incident, Han Zhao decided to spare his life.

“Roast duck, freshly baked roast duck with crispy skin.”

“Pork head meat, a century-old secret recipe, if it’s not delicious, you don’t have to pay for it!”

"White pears cost a penny each. They are big, sweet, crispy and juicy!"

"Anise beans with sake, five cents a serving."

"Uncle, young master, come in and be happy~!"

In the lively market, people were coming and going, and the vendors walking along the streets were carrying their burdens and shouting hard.

Some stalls with big umbrellas were already crowded with customers buying food.

On the long table at the entrance of the tavern, the waiter was holding bowls of sake and soliciting customers at the entrance.

The charming and plump girl was leaning at the door of the flower building, with a hint of sleepiness still on her face, and she began to smile and solicit guests.

From the wide open window on the third floor of Goulan, the sound of the piano could be heard. It was the singer playing the guqin.

The young masters walked out of the flower house in a drunken state, and then went to Goulan together.

The ladies and ladies of the rich family, surrounded by their servants and guards, finished browsing the clothing store and then went to the makeup store.

At this time, a young man dressed in purple clothes and wearing a white jade lotus petal hair crown slowly walked among the crowd. On his shoulder stood a fat ice-blue bird.

The little bird was staring intently at the stall not far away, where a fragrant big pig's head was being stewed in the big pot.

"Yu Niang? Are you hungry?" Han Zhao couldn't help laughing when he saw Yu Niang standing on his shoulder turning her head 180 degrees.

Recently, it seems that Yuniang has turned ice blue due to her greatly improved skills, and her food intake has greatly increased.

She had just eaten breakfast before disembarking, and now she was hungry again.

However, Han Zhao would not be stingy in this regard. After all, he had even given top-grade and even top-grade Qi and Blood Pills to Yu Niang.

This is an ice phoenix that will save his life at a critical moment in the future. It is not too much to be offered to his ancestors, not to mention she looks so easy to talk to.

"A little bit." Yuniang responded softly.

"Okay, it just so happens that I'm not full either." Han Zhao nodded with a smile and walked to the stall to queue up.

"Can you please stop being so embarrassing? We have recovered a little strength now and can use the Xumi bag, and it's not like there is no money in it. Will the food we ask for from others taste good?" Yu Xuanji said in an angry voice.

rang in Yu Niang’s heart.

"Brother Han is not someone else." Yu Niang said seriously.

"What I mean is that things given by others are not as good as those bought by yourself."

"Qi and Blood Pill."

"What?"

"You said the Qi and Blood Pill I took was very good and very effective." Yuniang retorted.

"." Yu Xuanji.

Han Zhao walked to the tailor shop on West Street. Standing on the left and right of the door were two warriors from the Angry Dragon Clan in black outfits with black snake patterns printed on their chests. Their cuffs also had flying eagle patterns printed on them. They were stationed at

A local escort from the Flying Eagle Hall.

"Is it the young gang leader?!"

"It really is!"

When the two warriors from the Flying Eagle Hall saw Han Zhao walking towards them, they were startled and quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.

"My subordinate Fei Ying Tang Meng Duan, Wang Xi, has met the young gang leader!"

"Get up." Han Zhao nodded and patted the two of them on the shoulders, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Working for the young gang leader! It's not hard work!" The two stood up, looking excited.

Han Zhao nodded and walked up the steps of the clothing store.

The tailor who was cutting fabric at the counter saw this and called the waiter to greet him.

At this time, the door curtain separating the inner room from the outer room was opened, and Su Yun, who was wearing a lavender brocade dress, and a middle-aged lady in a lake blue dress came out, introducing the quality and color of the cloth to her as they walked.

And the price for buying in bulk.

"Mrs. Wu, this batch of fabrics is definitely worth the money, and"

Obviously, to be able to have Su Yun, a small boss, entertain her personally, this woman is no ordinary person.

"Young Master Han?!" Su Yun was stunned for a moment when she saw Han Zhao walking into the store.

"Senior Sister Su, long time no see, you might as well call me normally." Han Zhao smiled.

"Yes, Junior Brother Han." Su Yun nodded.

The middle-aged woman looked at the overly handsome young man in front of her and said, "This young man is so talented, could he be Han Zhao, the young leader of the Nujiao Gang who has been in the limelight for a while?!"

"Exactly. Junior Brother Han is now the young leader of the Nujiao Gang." Su Yun said solemnly, with a hint of pride in her tone.

With that said, she introduced to Han Zhao: "Junior Brother Han, this is the wife of Master Wu Wenshu."

When Han Zhao heard this, he realized that the Wu family was one of the first-class families in Fucheng mentioned by Lu Yingxuan. Wu Wenshu was in his early fifties and was a great master with perfect five qi, a top master who was expected to break through to the realm of martial saint.

When he first came to Fucheng, the Five Qi Master was a being that he could only look up to and envy.
To be continued...