"Will there be any accidents?"
Zhou Zhao was somewhat bewildered. Sun Bu 'er shouldn't have told anyone about last night's incident, but it was late in the morning. Sun Bu' er usually went out long ago, but there was still no sign of him.
Finally, when it was almost noon, Zhou Zhao saw the door of the quiet room slowly open, and the beautiful Daoist nun Sun Bu 'er walked out expressionlessly.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhao heaved a sigh of relief. Next, it was time to retrieve the remnant of the Nine Yin Scripture under the ancient tomb. There were Lightness Skills, Acupoint Pressing Techniques, Claw Techniques, Whip Techniques, Bewitching Arts, and the Chapter on Purifying the Marrow. It was enough to make up for Zhou Zhao's current predicament of having internal energy and no moves to attack.
In the next few days, Zhou Zhao took advantage of his leisure time to inquire about the location of the ancient tomb. Coupled with the description of the original work, after searching for a few days, Zhou Zhao finally found the secret passage leading to the ancient tomb.
"Bah!"
Zhou Zhao rushed out from the undercurrent of the stream and spat out a few mouthfuls of clear water. His pale face finally regained some color. If it wasn't for the fact that the true qi cultivated by the Yellow Emperor Internal Cultivation Technique was long and long, he might have had to drink a few more mouthfuls of water.
What entered Zhou Zhao's eyes was darkness. There was no sunlight here, and coupled with the fact that it was close to a stream, there was a sinister chill.
"Fortunately, I was prepared!"
Zhou Zhao took out a lighter and a candle from his backpack. After lighting the candle, the surrounding environment finally brightened up a lot.
Nine Yin Scripture!
In the dark cave, Zhou Zhao first saw the four large, flamboyant words, followed by the words and techniques of the incomplete Nine Yin Scripture. When he saw this, Zhou Zhao was delighted.
Ding!
Player Zhou Zhao has discovered the incomplete Nine Yin Scripture. It contains movement techniques, acupoint shifting, claw techniques, whip techniques, etc. Do you want to learn it?
"Yes, sir!"
The wall lit up slightly, and a ray of light that ordinary people couldn't see rushed out and entered Zhou Zhao's head. Zhou Zhao only felt his entire body tremble, and a warm current flowed through him. Various moves appeared in his mind.
Ding!
You have learned the precious martial arts manual, the Nine Yin Mantra. Rewarding 100 taels of gold and a fine steel longsword.
Ding!
Player Zhou Zhao is the first player to learn a precious martial arts manual. Reward: Gold: Thousand Changing Mask.
The system's voice rang out in Zhou Zhao's ears.
After a while, Zhou Zhao slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were shining and his aura was much sharper. The various mysteries of the Nine Yin Mantra circulated in his heart and he was suddenly filled with pride. He was at least the top among the third generation disciples of Quan Zhen Sect and was at least not inferior to Zhao Zhijing.
According to the story of the Condor Heroes in his previous life, Zhao Zhijing was the leader of the third-generation disciples, but he was only a third-rate expert. Even though Quan Zhen Sect had the reputation of being the number one sect in the world, they were already weak on the inside and relied on the legacy left behind by Wang Chongyang. Qiu Chuji, the strongest of the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect, was not a top martial artist.
After three or four years, Yang Guo was no less inferior than Zhao Zhijing and the others. Later, he obtained the legacy of Gu Du seeking defeat and soared into the sky, entering the first-class ranks in just a few years.
"F * ck, there's indeed a big reward!"
After Zhou Zhao finished comprehending the cultivation technique, he could not help but be ecstatic when he saw the system's reward. As expected, such a fortuitous encounter was not ordinary. In the eyes of the Divine Condor, the Nine Yin Manual was also a top-notch cultivation technique.
100 taels of gold was worth at least 100,000 Chinese dollars, but all the players were short of money now. If it was in the black market, it would be at least seven to eight times more. With this, he would have earned 700,000 to 800,000. It would be easy to buy a house in a third-tier city.
As expected, he became rich!
This game was worth it!
Zhou Zhao laughed maniacally in his heart. This was the advantage of being a transmigrator.
After a while, suppressing Peng Bai's agitated mood, Zhou Zhao looked at the Gold rank reward again: Thousand Changing Mask. His heart, which had just calmed down, immediately began to pound again.
Thousand Changing Mask:
Wearing the mask can change the appearance of thousands of people, and can change the player ID to hide their true identity.
"F * ck, so this is the big gift bag!”
Zhou Zhao was completely stunned. This was simply a divine weapon that was necessary for killing and stealing. It was as if it was tailor-made for Zhou Zhao. In Zhou Zhao's heart, it was even far more than a hundred taels of gold. It must be known that money could not be earned. This kind of top-grade equipment was unique and could not be measured by money.
When Zhou Zhao came out of the secret cave of the ancient tomb, he was still in an extremely excited state. He was wearing a loose Taoist robe, and his black and sparkling long hair hung down. He had a handsome face, and he was circulating the Light Body Technique of the Nine Yin Scripture. His entire body was as light as a bird. With a light touch of a tree, he could leap dozens of feet, floating like an immortal, like a banished immortal.
"Trash, didn't you say it was done very cleanly? What is this?"
A cold shout rang out from the forest.
Zhou Zhao was shocked. His figure suddenly stopped and quietly disappeared into an ancient tree. His eyes slightly furrowed. After thinking for a moment, he took out the Thousand Changing Mask from his inventory and put it on. His appearance suddenly changed into another handsome face. At the same time, the ID above his head changed to: A stalk of grass.
"It's actually Zhao Zhijing? Wait, what's that?"
Zhou Zhao quietly looked around and recognized the thin Taoist priest with a gloomy expression. It was Zhao Zhijing. At this moment, he was holding a bloody bag in his hand. After scolding angrily, he threw the bag out. It was the head of a charming young woman. Her makeup was exquisite, and her almond-shaped eyes were glaring angrily. They were filled with hatred and unwillingness. She died with her eyes wide open.
Ding!
Player Zhou Zhao has triggered a random mission!
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