"Is there something that contains the intention of a knife?" Mo Yu said to himself, not knowing what contains the intention of a knife. He just went out to ask Lu Ziyue after a while, then put the secret book in his hand back to its original place, and then turned around and walked out of the low-level martial arts area of ​​the mortal level.

"Sure enough, he didn't realize anything!" Looking at Mo Yu who turned around and left, the second senior sister became more convinced that she was indeed feeling wrong just now.

"How about Junior Brother Lin? What martial arts did you choose?" As soon as Mo Yu went out, Lu Ziyue, who had been waiting outside, asked curiously. Mo Yu made him earn 300 taels in a day, which was his income for nearly a month, so naturally he would not leave Mo Yu alone here.

"I chose "The Triple Slash of Angry Blood"." Mo Yu smiled.

"What? The third slash of angry blood?" Hearing this, Lu Ziyue's mouth twitched.

The old man behind the counter couldn't help but grin and showed his big yellow teeth.

"Why do you all have such an expression?" Mo Yu asked with some surprise.

"Oh, this three-slash of angry blood is surprisingly difficult to practice!" Lu Ziyu said with some annoyance: "It's all my fault that you forgot that you just became a registered disciple and have no understanding of martial arts at all. I should remind you."

When external disciples choose martial arts, they generally do not blindly choose them. They will choose martial arts according to their own characteristics. This will not only be easier to practice, but also easier to perform.

Even if you don’t understand, you can ask the seniors on duty in the martial arts area. The seniors will generally give more pertinent suggestions.

Lu Zi said that he forgot that Mo Yu had only entered the sect for a day, so how could he know these things?

What's more, Lu Ziyue never thought that Mo Yu could find a martial art that could not be practiced among so many martial arts!

"Boy, no martial arts can be returned or exchanged once you choose!" The old man behind the counter looked like a profiteer, and said.

"I won't change it!" Mo Yu shook his head. He had learned the triple slash of angry blood, so why should he change it?

"Senior Brother Lu, go and ask if you have any martial arts. I want to have another one!" Mo Yu said with a smile.

"Do you still want it?" Lu Ziyue was still immersed in the heartache of Mo Yu's three hundred taels of hit Shui Piao. This was really a friend. He felt that Mo Yu chose the triple slash of angry blood and it was like he had lost 300 taels of 300 taels of slash.

"Yes." Mo Yu nodded.

"Junior Brother Lin, let's do this. I'll introduce the elder to you. You can cooperate for a long time and the price will be cheaper." Lu Ziyue said suddenly.

Upon hearing this, the old man behind the counter also lit up his eyes. Mo Yu had given Lu Ziyu five hundred taels to him before, but he could see clearly that he would not have any objection to this. Lu Ziyu made this kind of money. What's more, no matter how much money he sold this martial arts, he would not lose his share.

What the old man cares about is that Mo Yu is obviously a good person who is not short of money. If he can really cooperate for a long time, it means that he has a stable source of customers and will get a lot of benefits this year.

"No need. If I cross you, wouldn't it be like crossing the river and destroying the bridge?" Mo Yu shook his head and refused. His family itself is businessman, and the most important thing to do big business is integrity: "Senior brother, you should make money you deserve, and I'm not such a stingy person."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyu's heart suddenly shook, and there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Mo Yu. His status in Lingxiao Sect can only be regarded as the lowest, and being versatile in his work is the foundation for his survival.

He was born in a poor family, and his family emptied his family's income and borrowed all his relatives and friends to collect it. I hope he can make a name for himself and do everything from the day he entered the mountain.

Although he knows a lot of people, few people really look down on him, so he has always been called to drink from the outside.

But today, he obtained the most desirable dignity on Mo Yu's side. Even if this dignity was given to him by a registered disciple, he was still touched.

Looking at Mo Yu, the old man behind the counter was also thoughtful.

"Okay!" Lu Ziyue calmed down and stepped forward to ask: "Senior brother, I'll help you ask."

"Since recently, no one has banned the quota for martial arts. The one just now was just collected yesterday." The old man behind the counter said directly.

"Can you make reservations?" Mo Yu said proudly: "Price is not a problem. Whether it is martial arts, martial arts and magical powers, I want them as long as I can buy them!"

"Okay, the goods arrive, I will notify Lu Zi." The old man at the counter said very simply.

"Yeah." Mo Yu showed a look of satisfaction, then looked at Lu Ziyue and asked, "Senior Brother Lu, I would like to ask where can I get the things containing the intention of the sword?"

"Things containing the intention of a knife?" Lu Ziyue frowned. This question really stumped him. The intention of a monk is an artistic conception formed after he understands the sword. The outer sect must be at least the top ten masters, and it is even more difficult to find something that contains the intention of a knife.

"You want to find something with knife intention?" The old man behind the counter was a little surprised.

"Elder, you seem to have a way?" Mo Yu asked.

"As a solution, there is no way!" The old man behind the counter squinted his eyes, with an expression you understand.

Mo Yu did not say anything nonsense and took out a hundred taels of silver notes and placed them on the counter.

"The black market outside the door." The old man directly pulled the silver notes into the trunk and said.

"Yes! You can go to the outer door black market to find it!" Lu Ziyue's eyes lit up.

"Outdoor black market, where is that?" Mo Yu asked in confusion.

"The disciples of Lingxiao Sect will go down the mountain to experience every once in a while, and you can get a lot of good things in the process." Lu Ziyu said: "Although they choose to hand over most of the things to the sect to obtain contribution value, there are also some things that they are not satisfied with, or they are not favored by the sect. This kind of thing will be sold among the disciples, and over time, a black market will be formed."

"There is a black market for outer doors and an black market for inner doors. The prices of things in the black market are relatively expensive, but sometimes you can get a bargain when you are lucky. Someone once got a yellow-grade top-grade technique in the outer door black market and made a big profit!" Lu Ziyu continued, the water in the outer door black market was too deep, and even he was unwilling to get involved, so he didn't remember it for a while: "In short, the bidding prices of things there are very messy, and eyesight is very important. All those who are hiding there are old fried dough sticks!"

"This black market is a good place!" Mo Yu became interested.

"This black market is not something you can go just by wanting to go, you also need to introduce someone!" The old man behind the counter smiled.

"The elder said this, that would definitely be able to recommend one or two for me." Mo Yu smiled faintly and put one hundred taels of silver notes on the counter again.

"That's natural!" The old man behind the counter smiled and pulled up the silver notes, then took out a token from the drawer and said, "You can take this token, go to Building 9 of the outer disciple, and show the token and you can enter."

"Then thank you elder." Mo Yu smiled and took the token, then took Lu Ziyue away.

After a while, Mo Yu arrived at the residential area of ​​the outer disciples, and found Building No. 9 with ease.

Building No. 9 means that the person living here is the ninth place of the outer disciples, and it is also the young man who scolded Lu Ziyue before.

When I arrived at the place, there was an outer disciple guarding the door.

Mo Yu showed the token without waiting for the disciples guarding the gate to speak.

"It turned out to be the person introduced by Elder Gong. According to the rules, the person recommended by Elder Gong can bring someone in." The outer disciple who was guarding the door looked at Mo Yu in surprise, and then opened the door and let it go.

Mo Yu took Lu Ziyu directly into it. As soon as he entered, he saw that the first floor lobby was filled with tables, and there were different objects on each table.

"In addition to the lecture time, it is usually a black market, and it is basically open all day. If you buy things here, you are not responsible for leaving the counter. Even if the elders of the outer gate come," Lu Ziyu reminded in a low voice, and pointed to the above: "Forced buying and selling is prohibited. Some special things must be kept strictly confidential after purchasing them. In short, there are their own rules here!"

His meaning is very obvious. Even the elders of the outer sect may not be able to offend the person who is covering the black market.

Mo Yu didn't care about these things, but was scanning the tables. There were a variety of things on them, some of them were only three or two items on them, and some were placed in a bunch.

Mo Yu couldn't tell a single record and was stunned.

"Junior Brother Lin, if you want to find something that contains the intention of a knife, then take the knife as the main point!" Lu Ziyue made a plan and said, "Some swords have been used by some masters, and may be infected with some knife intention!"

"You want to buy a knife, I have it here." Mo Yu and the other two had no communication. An outer disciple guarding the stall said warmly at this time, and picked up a sharp long sword on the table, gently waved the long sword in his hand. With the blessing of spiritual energy, the blade's edge was surging with the sharpness, and it was extremely sharp: "This is a top-notch sword. Although it cannot reach the level of magic weapons, it is definitely top-notch among ordinary people's weapons!"

"It's really good!" Lu Ziyue's eyes lit up. Although the long sword is not even at the level of the mortal level, it is definitely a powerful weapon to cut iron like mud in the hands of a monk!

"Xiaoqi, do you have the intention of swords?" Mo Yu also became interested and reached out to take the long sword. He was asking about the triple slash of the angry blood. He didn't know how to judge, but he had to look at the triple slash of the angry blood.

"No." The triple slash of angry blood replied quickly.

"Okay." Mo Yu instantly lost interest in the long sword and put the long sword back on the table. Because the long sword was too long, when he put it down, he accidentally touched a piece of rusty iron on the table.

"This iron piece has the intention of a knife!" At this time, Leng Ao's voice of the triple slash of angry blood sounded in Mo Yu's mind.

Hearing this, Mo Yu's heart moved and looked at the rotten iron block without a trace. The rusty rotten iron block was only two fingers wide and four fingers long. There were irregular cracks around it. At first glance, there was nothing surprising at all.

However, Mo Yu knew very well that the three consecutive slashes of Angry Blood would never make any mistakes.

"This junior brother, apart from magic weapons, there is absolutely no second sword made of this material in the entire Lingxiao Sect." Seeing that Mo Yu was not interested, the stall owner hurriedly said.

"How much?" Mo Yu asked calmly at the long sword.

"Three hundred taels." The stall owner quickly stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred taels, why don't you rob it?" Before Mo Yu could speak, Lu Ziyue said angrily: "Three hundred taels can buy a low-level magic weapon of ordinary grade. Who can buy your knife!"

"Look, it's not worth the price!" Mo Yu smiled. This is the benefit of bringing Lu Ziyue.

"Junior Brother Lu, your statement is wrong." The stall owner said confidently: "This long sword is made of fine iron. As the saying goes, a trace of cold iron is cast in it. The price of 300 taels is really not expensive!"

"Junior brother, three hundred taels are indeed too expensive." Lu Ziyu shook his head, sincerely not wanting Mo Yuhua to be useless.

"Senior brother said it was expensive, so let's not buy it." Mo Yu also shook his head.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait!" The stall owner was a little anxious: "Doesn't it just ask for a lot of money to pay it back? You think it's expensive, so you can pay it back at a price!"

"One hundred taels." Lu Ziyue said.

Hearing this, the stall owner couldn't help but twitch. The bargaining was obviously directly cut on his artery: This is the purchase price!

"One hundred and fifty taels! Junior Brother Lu, you are also a discerning person. You should know that 1 hundred and fifty taels can be bought outside, but you will definitely not be able to buy it in the sect." The stall owner changed his previous attitude and became much more honest: "Besides, this kind of knife is not something you can find just by looking for. I can barely make a little profit from 150 taels."

"One hundred and twenty taels, no more." Lu Ziyu thought for a moment, then said, "It's already good to earn twenty taels by one in and out!"

"This..." The stall owner showed a look of embarrassment.

"Okay, Senior Brother Lu, it's not easy for this Senior Brother to do business. One hundred and fifty taels is about 150 taels." Mo Yu said with a smile when he saw that the situation was almost done.

"It's still this junior brother who understands the truth. One hundred and fifty taels is really not expensive!" The stall owner immediately smiled happily.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ziyue stopped talking.

"However, this senior brother, the money earned by fifty taels is a bit ruthless. Why don't you let me take a lot of money on this stall again?" At this time, Mo Yu's words changed.

"Pick another one?" The stall owner glanced at his stall. There was nothing valuable in the stall except this knife. They were all bluffing, so he said decisively: "Yes, you can choose whatever you want."

"Okay, you can do business." Mo Yu gave a thumbs up and pretended to choose from the stall.

Every time Mo Yu picked up something, the stall owner's eyes would change. He would feel distressed when he got something slightly valuable, and would breathe a sigh of relief when he got something worthless.

When Mo Yu picked up the rotten iron block, the stall owner's eyes had become extremely expectant, and he wished Mo Yu could take away the rotten iron block immediately.

"This thing has been a few years." Mo Yu directly held the rotten iron block in his hand and said, "A coincidence, I really like to collect these old objects, just let it go."
Chapter completed!