As a master of tattoos, Qing Yangzi's appearance is incomparable to his identity. The simplest adjective is to describe it in two words: vulgar.

I don’t know what the game system thinks. Such a vulgar old man is engaged in a job of giving people to expose his breasts. It’s better to meet male players. If it’s a female player… Thinking of this, Fang Jie suddenly thought of the Forgetful Love who has completed the tattoo on his body, and I don’t know how this woman got through this level. The vulgar old man seemed to guess what Fang Jie thought. He smiled and said, “Young man is here to find me to tattoo? You are lucky. Fortunately, I met me. If I meet the gangster old lady next door, you will feel better!”

"Who next door?" Wang Jie was stunned for a moment. He immediately understood. The so-called "next door" was probably a dungeon. However, the male player came in and met an old man, and the female player was visiting an old woman, so naturally he would not have any embarrassment. Putting aside the distractions, Fang Jie nodded and said, "I'm the one who came to tattoo. I don't know if there are any rules?" Qing Yangzi looked at Fang Jie up and down and said, "Let's not talk about anything else, have you brought a tattoo totem? Take it out first and let me see!"

Fang Jie quickly took out the picture of the blood spider silk.

Qingyangzi's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the pattern taken out by Fang Jie. After staring at it for a long time, he sighed quietly: "This treasure map is rare and is most suitable for stabbing it on the back. If you paint it out, it will not be insulting my skills! Well, pay it!"

"How much?"

"One million taels of gold!"

"Uh?" Even though Fang Jie had made enough mental preparations, he didn't expect the cost to be so high: "Are you right? When I was tattooing, my blood was shed..."

Before Fang Jie finished speaking, Qingyangzi interrupted impatiently: "You get what you pay for. This is a rare talent totem. It takes me a lot of energy and effort to perfectly draw the thorn. Since the young man can get this totem, it is probably not a problem to take out a thousand or eight million, right?"

"One million is one million..."

Fang Jie really didn't want to continue talking nonsense with the old man, so he immediately took out a gold ticket worth one million taels of gold and handed it to the other party.

Qingyangzi quickly took it happily, carefully stuffed it into his arms, then pointed to a wooden bed beside him, and said slowly: "Let's start now. Take off your shirt and lie on the bed over there, don't move."

After Qingyangzi finished speaking, he turned around and soaked the picture of Ying's blood strain into the basin behind him. After it was completely wet, he carefully took it out of the water and gently covered Fang Jie's back.

Fang Jie, who turned his back to Qingyangzi, felt a comfortable and refreshing back on his back. He didn't know what the other party was doing, so he had to ask casually: "By the way, how long will it take to complete this tattoo? I'm still rushing to participate in the Huashan Sword Contest!"

"Don't worry, at most one hour is just enough!"

Qing Yangzi responded without raising his head, and gently picked up a silver needle from a sandalwood agarwood box next to him. Then, he placed Fang Jie's body upright and applied needles along the patterns in the totem.

I saw Qingyangzi's palms appear like wind, and every needle passed by just one touch, and it came and went very quickly. If Fang Jie could see this scene with his own eyes, he would definitely be extremely surprised, because Qingyangzi's needle level was already past the evil-proof sword technique of the surviving sword.

Soon, the outline of the pattern was outlined by Qingyangzi, which was exactly the same as the totem. After a while, the patterns on the tattoo gradually became clear and integrated with the skin. It made people sigh that Qingyangzi's acupuncture was so wonderful that blood was not seen gushing out after more than a thousand needles.

At the same time, Fang Jie opened the Huashan Sword Competition activity panel while feeling the stinging pain from his back and grinned and browsed. At this time, the registration for the Huashan Sword Competition activity was approaching, and the countdown board on it was still jumping in an orderly manner. After a rough browsing, Fang Jie found that the third Huashan Sword Competition did not seem to have much change from the first, and the competition rules were still those four words: The winner is the king!

Fang Jie, who had completely relaxed at this time, couldn't help but recall the farces in the first Huashan Sword Competition, and his lips gradually became more and more curled. When he was a member of the Guo family, he was able to win the first place in the individual group stage. He persisted until the end of the team competition and gained a lot of potential in the sect competition. Now it's really incredible.

At that time, earning hundreds of thousands of potential points had already made him ecstatic. Now, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of potentials could not cause any turbulence in his mood. Eating potential pills was like drinking water.

At that time, when he wanted to leave the Guo Mansion, wanted to become a disciple, and learned martial arts, he was almost crazy. Now he can go anywhere in the world, and his martial arts is enough to be a sarcastic man. In just nine years, he has undergone such a huge change, which is really sad.

"laugh!"

Fang Jie, who was lying on the bed, could not move, so he could only point his fingertips towards the row of buttons below the registration panel. A green light shot directly at the first button, causing a rippling ripples. This move was exactly the Tiangang Finger** method that Fang Jie had never used before. At this time, it was only used to participate in the competition, which was really speechless.

System prompt: You have successfully signed up for the Huashan Sword Contest.

After successfully signing up for the individual competition, Fang Jie glanced at the rules of the individual competition, but accidentally found that the rules of the individual competition had some changes in some details. That is, after deciding the top ten, the single elimination system will no longer be carried out, but will also adopt a hybrid battle. The top ten masters will be put in a scene to fight in a melee, and the winner will be the king!

"Interesting." Fang Jie did not continue to think about it carefully, and then he blew a qi towards the second button.

System prompt: You have successfully signed up for the Huashan Sword Contest Team Competition, please name your group.

Fang Jie opened his mouth and didn't know what name to choose for a long time. To be precise, this system prompt reminded him of some small episodes of the "Invincible Masters Group" back then.

I tried the "Invincible Expert Group" again, but it has a duplicate name, but I tried the "Rookie Group" again, but it still didn't work.

After grabbing his head, Fang Jie threw the problem to Qingyangzi, who was busy behind him: "Old man, what kind of team name do you think... should you choose?"

Qingyangzi kept moving in his hand, glanced at the virtual panel and said, "I want to tell me that these are all a group of little kids playing house. After learning some martial arts, he thought he was invincible in the world and could be a swordsman. It was a joke!"

Just when Fang Jie touched his nose and was a little speechless, Qing Yangzi said again: "But you are not bad, you can barely go up and show your face. Anyway, you just think it's a vacation and just have fun."

Fang Jie couldn't help but lit up, nodded and smiled, "Just play around? Not bad, just call this name." After reading this, Fang Jie immediately reported the team name to the system.

At this time, Qingyangzi had already taken out the eighteen-colored porcelain bottle from the box and put it into the color plate. He gently picked out the powder with the tip of his nails, and then bounced it into Fang Jie's tattoo on his back. The degree was far away from Xiao Li's machine gun-like magical power. Unfortunately, Fang Jie did not see this scene.

After a long time, the various powders that were bounced on the tattoo have gradually penetrated into Fang Jie's skin, and the colors on the tattoo have gradually been revealed, with bright colors, which is no different from the totem.

I saw the patterns on the tattoo were carefully crafted and lifelike. The blood-sucking spider seemed to be about to break out, extremely vivid. Qing Yangzi stared at it for a long time, nodded slightly, and gently brushed away the remaining powder on the tattoo, and said to Fang Jie: "The patterns on the totem have been pricked for you, please get up."

Before you finished speaking, the system gave a prompt: You have completed the tattoo on your back, the totem you stabbed is a blood spider silk picture, adding 1 innate insight, additional effect: each time you hit, you can absorb 10% of the opponent's total qi and blood value for your use o

"A 10% blood-sucking effect?" Fang Jie couldn't help but jump up excitedly, stretched his neck and looked back, but after looking for a long time, he could only see a little bit of tattoos on his shoulders.

"What's so good about this?" Qingyangzi curled his lips disdainfully: "There are many kinds of talent totems. The additional effect of your totem can only be considered to be medium and upper-class. The best one should be the Ksitigarbha reincarnation map with internal absorption effect."

"Hehe, that's not necessarily the case." Fang Jie smiled, still very satisfied. After all, his weapon skills have long been determined to be a sword skill. The weapon is the blood-sucking hatchet that can suck blood. Coupled with the 10% blood-sucking effect, it is considered to be like a tiger. Although the internal sucking effect is good, it is not suitable.

"Okay!" Qing Yangzi waved his hand and said impatiently: "I have collected the money, and the tattoo will help you tattoo. From now on, you and I have no choice but to lose, get out quickly!"

Fang Jie in a good mood would not bother with an NPC... In fact, even if he was calculating, he might not be able to beat this mysterious and vulgar old man. After putting on his clothes, Fang Jie looked at the time. There was less than half an hour left before the opening of the Huashan Sword Contest. He quickly signed up for the sect competition and hurried out.

As soon as he left the door, Fang Jie received two text messages.

One letter was from Beggar Beggar, and he asked him to go to Mazhuang now to discuss some matters about letting him lead the team to participate in the Jiang faction. Obviously, Beggar Beggar Beggar, as a game envoy, played a game ball and became a disciple of Beggar Gang, but he was not qualified to participate in the Huashan Sword Contest. Therefore, the candidate for the team leader of this sect competition was of course on Fang Jie's head.

Another text message was from Yi Ling, and there was nothing, so it only came with three pieces of equipment: a red cloak and two dazzling light blue rings.

Take off the equipment and see that cloak is called Douyun Cloak. It has no gems inlaid, but the basic attribute is that after wearing it, you can add the effect of the player signature set, which can also increase the upper limit qi and blood and upper limit internal force by 5%.

The two rings also have no gems inlaid. They are called the Wind Ring. As the name suggests, the basic attribute is to increase the move by 50%. That is to say, after wearing these two rings, the move can be doubled!

However, the four reincarnation sets on Fang Jie's three equipment have essential differences. I don't know what method Yi Ling used to make the reincarnation sets have no durability attributes, in other words, never worn out! Although these three equipment have reached the highest hardness of 1) but their durability is only 1) and cannot be repaired. Once the durability is consumed, the equipment will automatically disappear.
Chapter completed!