Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 122: Coordination of Instruments

"Practice all your skills now."

The three of them stood on the third floor, which was a huge area, almost occupying the entire third floor. It was obviously a special martial arts arena. In addition to the three of them, there were four Qi Refining Stage attendants standing on the left and right, waiting to be dispatched at any time.

"Brother Qin, I'm injured right now and can only exert 10% to 20% of my power. Will it have any impact?"

Wang Qiye asked nervously if it would be better if he came back in a few days.

"It's okay. Brother Han and I have been practicing this for many years. You are just a little foundation-building stage. Whether you are injured or not, it has no impact on us. Just go ahead and practice."

Qin Muyu waved his arm and made a gesture of invitation. The confidence that came from 200 years of experience in the industry made him a different person.

"In that case, Junior Brother will show off his ugliness."

Wang Qiye did not act pretentiously. He immediately drew out Wentian and practiced a set of Lingxi swordsmanship that he was most familiar with.

The man followed the sword, the light followed the shadow, and each move was well-organized. Soon a set of sword skills was completed. Although the last move "Crescent Slash" only had 10% of the power, it still split a wooden stake diagonally in half.

"Good Kung Fu, please show me again, Junior Brother."

Qin Muyu walked forward to check the wooden stakes, and directed the two servants to replace them with new ones and move the broken ones to the corner of the wall.

"Okay, I'll do it again."

Wang Qiye didn't understand what he meant, but since he wanted to do so, he had to do as he said. He got into position again, still using the Lingxi swordsmanship that he was most familiar with.

Each move was smooth and flowing. Wang Qiye was pragmatic and did not play any tricks. He still used 10% of his strength. With the last move, "Crescent Slash", he split the wooden stake diagonally in half. He was already out of breath from exhaustion.

As he put away his knife and wiped the sweat from his forehead, Wang Qiye, panting, looked at Qin Muyu and thought, "Is he satisfied now?"

Qin Muyu walked forward and carefully touched the texture of the wooden stake, then asked two servants to lift it aside and replace it with a brand new wooden stake.

"Junior brother, please practice it again."

Qin Muyu stretched out a hand, pointed at the wooden stake, and made a gesture of invitation. His attitude was sincere and he didn't seem to be teasing Wang Qiye.

"Okay, since you want to see it, I have nothing to hide."

Wang Qiye was already feeling a little angry, and he got into position again, practicing the familiar Lingxi sword technique.

But this time, perhaps with a little anger, he let go of his hands and feet, and each move was a little casual and free. Still with 10% of his power, a flash of white light passed by, and the "Crescent Slash" had already split the wooden stake diagonally in half.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Wang Qiye took an unsteady step and was firmly supported by Han Junsi.

He didn't have time to say thank you, but his eyes were fixed on the wooden stake. This was the first time that he had performed the "Crescent Slash" three times in a short period of time. This had never happened before. Especially when the third "Crescent Slash" was performed, Wang Qiye had a new understanding of this last move.

Unexpectedly, despite being seriously injured, the "Crescent Slash" that he used all his strength to perform could actually simulate an attack in the state of complete victory. In the state of complete victory, he could not perform three "Crescent Slash" in a short period of time. He believed that if Qin Muyu let him practice it again, the next "Crescent Slash" would be stronger. Wang Qiye's eyes were eager to try.

"That's enough, Junior Brother."

Qin Muyu thought Wang Qiye saw his painstaking efforts and waved his hand to stop him from trying again. Without explaining, he directed the two servants to put the broken wooden stake together with the two previous stakes.

Only then did he stand up and walk over, comparing the three wooden stakes again and again, sometimes even putting his palm on the cross-section to feel it again.

When he finally finished his work, he clapped his hands together twice casually, then straightened his back. Without saying anything, he just looked over here.

"Let's practice the next technique."

Wang Qiye understood. It seemed that unless he practiced all his best skills today, these two people would not speak. Anyway, he came here to spend money, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Then he performed Lingxi's light body technique, sword flow, green bamboo clone technique...all the techniques that Wang Qiye was familiar with were performed once, and by the time he finished, two hours had passed.

The servant came up quickly and handed over a towel. Wang Qiye took it, wiped it, and threw the towel back.

"Junior brother, you have worked hard. It's all right now. We both have a plan in mind. Let's go downstairs to the private room and sit down to talk slowly."

Wang Qiye nodded and became excited. He thought that this should be the process of purchasing magic tools. Just like tailoring clothes to one's own measurements, he could design a magic tool that suits him. He couldn't help but feel excited.

The servant quickly opened the door and respectfully escorted the three people out. The three people walked downstairs, two in front and one behind.

"Brothers, please watch the tea."

As soon as the three of them sat down, a receptionist in blue followed in and brought them the prepared teacups.

Wang Qiye was really thirsty, so he blew on the teacup and drank it without caring about how hot it was. After finishing the teacup, he felt refreshed.

“Good tea!”

"It's rare that Junior Brother likes it. Go and make another cup of tea."

"Yes, Manager Qin."

The servant quickly took away the empty cup, left in a hurry, and then came back in a hurry to serve a new cup of tea.

"Excuse me, Senior Brother Qin. I am just a rough man. What is the name of this tea?"

Holding up the new teacup, Wang Qiye did not drink it this time. Instead, he gently stirred it with his hand, smelling the mist coming out of the teacup, enjoying it very much.

"This is the cloud tea produced in Qingcha Peak. It is also a major feature of our Lingxi Valley. Now it is grown on suitable mountains."

"This tea tree is strange. It cannot be watered and needs to be immersed in clouds and mist all year round to survive, so the growing conditions are extremely harsh."

"It takes three years for this tea to grow a leaf. Because it exhales mist all year round, the tea brewed from it has more mist than other spiritual teas. Although we have expanded the scale of cultivation, the supply still cannot meet the demand. Junior brother likes it, so you can take a jar with you when you leave later."

Qin Muyu stroked his beard and smiled, but his mind was full of thoughts. "This boy is so rich, but he doesn't know this cloud tea. This shouldn't be the case. He is still in the Qi Refining stage. His foundation is solid, but the fluctuations of the foundation are still there. He sold five items at once. He is so arrogant. Even those who often travel to the secret realm don't see him very often." He was unsure for a moment.

"Thank you, Brother Qin."

As he said this, he turned his head to Han Junsi. Wang Qiye understood that the wool comes from the sheep. A can of tea can last a year without any problem, so he was too lazy to spend time looking for it. He was only concerned about the cheap price, and Wang Qiye didn't realize that he had revealed his true colors with this tea.

"Brother Han, Brother Qin has already given it to you, you have to show some appreciation."

"Of course. I will definitely give you a can of Cloud Mist Tea after I leave."

Han Junsi spoke lightly and laughed happily. This young man really wanted to buy two second-level defensive magic weapons to take back. This deal was done.

"Then let's get down to business. I already have several plans."

Qin Muyu took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and then began the highlight of the day.

"I just happen to have several plans prepared."

Han Junsi smiled and then spoke.

"Second brother, please speak."

Wang Qiye was overjoyed. The senior was worthy of being a senior. It was easy for him to deal with several second-level magic weapons. It seemed that he had found a way to deal with his own magic weapon.

"Right now, I just want to know what Junior Brother thinks so that we can draw a conclusion."

Qin Muyu looked at Wang Qiye with his bright eyes, and every word he said next was related to his own commission.

"Again, it's best to get the goods as soon as possible."

"Then do you have any requirements for the quality of second-hand goods?"

"Second-hand products that are more than 80% new are not unacceptable."

"What about the price?"

"The price is 3000 to 5000."

Wang Qiye spoke without stopping and immediately gave his bottom line.

Qin Muyu's eyes flickered, and he understood what was going on. He turned his head and glanced at Han Junsi, and found that he also gave a mysterious smile. He couldn't help but cursed inwardly, "Old fox."

"Junior brother, there are several ready-made ones in my plan, but I don't recommend you buy all of them."

"Brother Qin, can you tell me in detail?"

Wang Qiye became alert, sat up straight, and listened carefully with his ears pricked up.

Qin Muyu was also doing this to make himself look more majestic.

"Junior brother, you must know that only when the body and mind are in harmony, the mind and the weapon are in harmony, and the weapon and the person are in harmony, can one be invincible."

"So the best solution is to design a suitable one." Qin Muyu changed the subject. "But you don't have to use all customized ones. After all, taking the strengths of hundreds of schools is also part of cultivation."

Wang Qiye's eyes lit up after hearing this. Although he could hear the meaning of sales, he was very happy. What Senior Brother Qin said made sense. Basically, he covered all aspects. He was worthy of being a man of this job. If I were to look for the magic weapon futures contract, I, who had little experience, would probably not be able to use the magic weapon I bought. He looked at Qin Muyu eagerly.

"The solution I offer is a tailor-made magic weapon, ten ready-made magic weapons or those that will be completed in the next three months, all of which are suitable for wood spiritual roots and water spiritual roots."

Qin Muyu then said it confidently, believing that the young Taoist had been captured.

"Just follow what Senior Brother Qin said."

Wang Qiye nodded. It was tailor-made for him. He would get it in three years. He would also have two second-level magic weapons in his hands, which he could use to try out the exercises in the foundation-building period. This was great.

"Brother, please look. This is the magic weapon that I designed for you."

Qin Muyu nodded. The young man had indeed been captured. It was time to reap the rewards.

Qin Muyu touched his brow, and moved his right hand back and forth on his left palm. Suddenly, a white light appeared on his palm, and then disappeared in a flash. A lifelike 3D projection magic weapon appeared in his left hand.

Wang Qiye stared at the magic weapon in a trance. It was two and a half fingers wide and only slightly longer than Wentian's. The handle was also longer than before. He knew it was not that simple, so he turned his eyes to Qin Muyu.