The scene of the spoils sharing meeting.
"Xiao Zhong, Miss Leng, I felt a connection with you two as soon as I saw you, and I don't intend to fool you with my talk. This time, you are the first to eliminate the Bliss Gang. I, the Golden Sword Sect, are only responsible for dealing with the aftermath." Zheng Gongming has been in the world for many years. , is well versed in the ways of the world, and his words are very comfortable, "You pick the spoils first, and I, Old Zheng, will follow behind to pick up the bargains, and let the disciples who have contributed this time drink some soup. What do you think?"
"Old Zheng, you're welcome. The Golden Blade Sect has sent out such a big battle, and I only let you drink soup. How can I feel sorry for you?" Zhong Wen said with a smile, "How about this, I don't want the real estate, silver coins, ore, and the spiritual crystals will be divided equally. How about the books being mine?"
"This..." Zheng Gongming hesitated after hearing Zhong Wen's generosity, "With this allocation, you will suffer too much. To be honest, many of the books found in the Bliss Gang are ancient books written in ancient sacred scripts. , it’s impossible to read at all, and the rest are mostly boring short story books with very few exercises and spiritual skills.”
"Is this true?" Zhong Wen's eyes instantly lit up when he heard the words "ancient divine writings", "Underworld gangs actually study ancient writings?"
"Duan Changhong, a bastard, can't even recognize the characters of Daqian. How can he be qualified to study ancient characters?" Zheng Gongming almost laughed out loud, but he didn't notice that when he said this, Zhong Wen's face showed a trace of Embarrassed, "Most of these books have no trace of being read. He probably plans to collect them and exchange them for rewards with the Holy Land."
"Can ancient books be exchanged with the Holy Land for rewards?" Zhong Wen asked curiously, "What can they be exchanged for?"
"Then it depends on the number and content of ancient books." Zheng Gongming was a little surprised when he saw that Zhong Wen didn't know this common sense. "Kung Fu, spiritual skills, elixirs, weapons and even spiritual patterns are all possible. , but not all ancient books can be discerned by the Holy Land, so people like Duan Changhong usually collect dozens or hundreds of books before sending them out together, so that the chance of getting good things in exchange will be much higher. "
"That's very good. Just leave these ancient books to me. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will also go to the Holy Land to see what I have learned." Zhong Wen made an instant decision.
"What do you think of Miss Leng?" Zheng Gongming was afraid that Zhong Wen was young and impulsive and would regret it after returning, so he asked Leng Wushuang's opinion again.
He had to be cautious about Leng Wushuang, who could easily kill the sixth-level master of the Earth Wheel.
"I listen to him." Leng Wushuang didn't hesitate for a moment.
Zheng Gongming was slightly surprised. He glanced at Zhong Wen and Leng Wushuang. He saw that the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. He couldn't help but touch the beard on his chin, showing a look of realization.
It really matches well!
"Xiao Zhong, you are so good, how can I have the nerve to take advantage of you like this?" Zheng Gongming pondered for a moment, "Among the ores collected by the Jile Gang, there is a piece of red sun stone, which is a rare tool for refining. Regarding the materials, I heard that an expert from the Shendian lineage is visiting Piaohua Palace, you can take it and ask him to help you refine a useful weapon."
"How can this be so embarrassing?" Zhong Wen declined.
"In this allocation, I, the Golden Blade Sect, have taken a huge advantage. If you, Xiao Zhong, refuse to accept even a stone, you will not give me face." Zheng Gongming said pretending to be angry.
"In that case, thank you very much."
"Haha, I just like your neatness!"
"Can I go take a look at those books now?" Zhong Wen couldn't wait.
"That's natural." Zheng Gongming said cheerfully.
Zhong and Wen followed him to a darkroom, where they saw a few scattered bookshelves in the room. The books on them were either upright or lying down, and they were arranged very casually. It was obvious that no one had taken care of them for a long time. .
"Xiao Zhong, please read slowly. I'm a big old man. I don't like reading, so I won't stay with you here." Zheng Gongming has the temperament of a wealthy person, and he gets a headache when he sees books.
"Old Zheng, please." Zhong Wen wished he could leave as soon as possible.
After Zheng Gongming left, he signaled to Leng Wushuang to do as he pleased, and then he went to study the books in the room.
The three bookshelves on the outside were all filled with large books. Zhong Wen knew very little about reading, so he was naturally not interested. On the contrary, Leng Wushuang ran to a shelf, pulled out a book and read it with gusto, not knowing what it was. The secret book of exercises is still a small talk book.
The two bookshelves near the inside of the room are filled with ancient classics collected by Duan Changhong. At a rough glance, there are about hundreds of them.
so much!
Zhong Wen didn't expect that he would get an unexpected surprise by helping Leng Wushuang take revenge.
Reaching out and taking out a book from the shelf, I saw five large Chinese characters on the cover, written in a flying and dancing style, showing the wild personality of the person who wrote it:
"The Eighteen Swords that Cut the Wave".
It turned out to be a book of swordsmanship and spiritual skills, Zhong Wen was delighted.
After emptying out the library in Yaowang Valley, he had a rich collection of books in his mind. However, there were very few books on martial arts and spiritual skills. Including the rewards from drawing lots, there were only about ten books. At this time, there is an opportunity to make up for the shortcomings, so naturally you will not miss it.
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "Eighteen Swordsman". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "The Shadow that Follows the Gun". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "Crazy Demon Fist". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "Three Yang Palms". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
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There were hundreds of classical books, all of which were filled with spiritual skills. Zhong Wen was so excited when he saw this that he stored them in his mind one by one.
However, as time went by, he discovered that except for the first four secret books that were classified as "platinum level", the next ninety or so books were all lying in the "gold" of the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" Grade" column.
What a low-level spiritual skill!
Zhong Wen showed a very disgusted expression, not knowing what kind of shock it would cause if the outside world knew that he had obtained more than ninety gold-level spiritual skills at once...
"When the number of 'spiritual skills' books reached 100, please draw lots to get rewards: 1. Heavenly Sword Gangqi; 2. Daqian Bilingual Dictionary; 3. The Complete Works of Shakespeare."
Zhong Wen stared at the three options and pondered carefully. Thinking of the tragic ending of the last draw, he felt that he had a rather non-chief physique. Suddenly an idea came to him and he looked at Leng Wushuang who was flipping through a book on the other side of the room.
This girl recently got her revenge and got rid of the shackles of the assassin organization. She is gaining momentum. Will she have better luck than herself?
He tried it when he thought of it. He came to Leng Wushuang without saying a word: "Wushuang, lend me your hand."
"What?" Leng Wushuang stared at her big eyes with a dazed expression, very fresh and cute.
Zhong Wen couldn't help but grab Leng Wushuang's soft and white hand, and gently pressed it on his head. In Leng Wushuang's surprised eyes, he closed his eyes and silently said in his heart: "Draw lots!"
"Congratulations on getting the reward: Heavenly Sword Qi!"
Looking at the secret book "Heavenly Sword Gangqi" lying in the "Star Spirit Level" row on the bookshelf, Zhong Wen couldn't help but burst into tears and danced.
It seems like you really have some luck!
He decided that he would definitely take Leng Wushuang with him in future draws. This cute big-breasted girl was simply his lucky star.
Leng Wushuang's face was slightly red, and Zhong Wen's warmth still remained on her hands. Seeing that he was in a happy mood, although she didn't know why, she couldn't help but feel happy for him.
"Zhong Wen!" Zheng Yueting knocked on the door.
"Miss Zheng, have you finished processing outside?" Zhong Wen opened the door, and Zheng Yueting, dressed in a green shirt, stood outside the door looking pretty and pleasing to the eye.
"It's all settled. Here are the spirit crystal tickets and red sun stones that were agreed upon. You can keep them first." Zheng Yueting handed over a spirit crystal ticket and a long baggage, "I have already arranged the books in the room. Unicorn carriage and helpers, they will take you back to Qingfeng Mountain."
"Thank you, Miss Zheng." Zhong Wen took the baggage and felt it was heavy, with a faint glow of heat inside.
"You just met my dad today, and you're already calling me "Old Zheng, Old Zheng," but you still call me Miss Zheng." Zheng Yueting pouted and said dissatisfied, "Do you think I'm not worthy of deep friendship?"
Zheng Yueting, who has a bold nature, rarely shows off her little daughter's delicate and savage attitude, which actually has a unique charm.
"There is no such thing. I have always admired Miss Zheng's temperament." Zhong Wen quickly defended, "It's just that men and women are different after all. I'm afraid that calling her too casual will appear frivolous."
"Where are all the rules from mother-in-law and mother-in-law?" Zheng Yueting has always been informal, "Just like dad, just call me Tingting, and the same goes for Sister Leng."
"Okay, Tingting, I'll leave the books in this room to you." Zhong Wen never resisted getting closer to a beautiful woman.
"It's a small matter." Zheng Yueting got the answer she wanted, and turned around and left the darkroom with satisfaction.
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