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Chapter 340 Entering the Arsenal
After listening to the old man's words, Jian Chen also yearned for the Holy Land even more. He didn't know what was in it, but it was only open to strong men like the Holy King.
"Senior, is there any legendary holy-level combat skill in the Holy Land?" Jian Chen couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.
The old man said: "If the Holy Land only has holy-level combat skills, then it would be called a holy land. There are indeed holy-level combat skills, but they are only part of them. Okay, don't ask anymore. About the holy land, there are some holy-level combat skills. News, I can’t tell you much.”
The two of them were speechless for the rest of the journey. Soon, Jian Chen followed the old man to a small attic. The small attic was not big, covering an area of only a few hundred square meters and being ten meters high. The entire attic was made entirely of bamboo. It has been completed, with traces of time left on it, exuding a simple vicissitude. At a glance, you can tell that it has existed for many years. On the attic door, a simple sign hangs on it, with the words "Arsenal" written in flying colors. "Two words.
Jian Chen looked at the attic and was secretly surprised. He did not expect that this small attic made of bamboo was actually an "arsenal" containing heaven-level combat skills. It seemed to have no defense at all.
"These bamboos must not be simple. They have existed for so long without decaying. If they were ordinary bamboos, they would probably decay after just a few decades of wind and rain." Jian Chen thought to himself.
The old man who led Jian Chen stopped in front of the loft door, looked at the loft with a somewhat complicated expression, and said: "This small building has existed for countless years. It was the founder of the Mercenary City back then, Mo Mo. Tianyun built it himself, and it is a very sacred place in our mercenary city, no less than a holy place."
Jian Chen was immediately in awe, and looked at the small attic carefully again. The difference from before was that now Jian Chen's eyes were full of solemnity, and his face was serious. The small attic in front of me was built by Mo Tianyun, who was once the strongest person in the world, and it has extraordinary significance.
"Alas, time is ruthless." The old man suddenly let out a sigh and was silent for a while, then turned to Jian Chen and said: "This is the arsenal where our mercenary city keeps a large number of classics. I can only send you to Here, next, someone in the arsenal will receive you."
"Thank you, senior!" Jian Chen cupped his hands.
"Creak!" Suddenly, the wooden door of the small attic opened automatically, revealing the bright space inside, and then, a voice came from inside.
"Jian Chen, come in and choose your reward. In addition, you should take off your shoes and put them outside. It is strictly forbidden to bring any dust to the arsenal."
After hearing this, Jian Chen's face showed a hint of astonishment. He didn't expect that he had to take off his shoes when entering the arsenal to select combat skills. This was the first time he had heard of it. Although he felt very strange in his heart, Jian Chen did not hesitate. , quickly took off his shoes and put them outside, then walked into the small attic barefoot.
The small attic is very bright, clean and spotless. There are many bookshelves neatly placed inside, with traces of time remaining. It is simple and vicissitudes. At a glance, you can tell that it has existed for many years. However, due to the material of the bookshelves, Strange, so not decayed. There are so many bookshelves in the arsenal that they almost occupy the entire attic. Each kind of book is completely custom-made from animal skins and has different thicknesses. The thick ones are three inches thick, while the thin ones look only ten inches thick. It looks like a few pages.
Jian Chen looked around and soon found a figure. It was an old man wearing a gray robe. He stood in the bookshelf and carefully took out every book in the bookshelf and wiped it gently. , very seriously. In his eyes, these books seemed to be unique treasures.
Jian Chen stood there quietly. He did not disturb the old man. Although the old man looked very ordinary and gave the impression that he was an ordinary mortal who did not know any martial arts, Jian Chen would not naively think that the old man really was A mortal has heaven-level combat skills hidden in his arsenal. How can the person who can guard the arsenal be an ordinary person?
The old man didn't seem to notice Jian Chen's arrival. He still took it out from the bookshelf with a focused expression. After carefully wiping it and tidying it up, he put it back to its original state and repeated this action.
Fortunately, the old man did not make Jian Chen wait long. After he finished wiping all the books on the current bookshelf, he then walked towards Jian Chen at a slow pace.
"Jian Chen, I have met my senior!" Seeing the old man walking towards him, Jian Chen quickly raised his hand.
However, the old man didn't even look at Jian Chen, and walked straight past him, and then said: "The heaven-level combat skills are placed at the top. Come with me."
"Yes, senior." Jian Chen did not dare to neglect and quickly followed behind the old man.
"You must be careful not to damage anything here." The old man walking in front said. Although his tone was plain, it contained an irresistible majesty.
Jian Chen responded quickly. He also knew how important this loft was in the hearts of the veterans of Mercenary City. If he really damaged this loft even a little bit, he would probably be in big trouble.
Jian Chen carefully followed the old man all the way, knowing the value of the attic. He even walked very lightly and did not dare to step too hard.
Not long after, Jian Chen followed the old man and entered the highest floor of the attic. There were four bookshelves here. The number of books on the bookshelves varied, some were hundreds, some were only dozens.
The old man suddenly pulled out a thin book and handed it to Jian Chen, saying: "This book records all the Heaven-level combat skills and Heaven-level cultivation techniques here. The characteristics of each technique are annotated at the back, waiting for you to choose. Well tell me."
Jian Chen finally started flipping through the book in the old man's hand page by page. What the old man said was indeed right. All recorded in the book were the names, characteristics and functions of various heavens. In such a small book, , actually recorded dozens of heaven-level combat skills, and there were actually hundreds of books on heaven-level cultivation techniques, which made Jian Chen speechless and horrified.
Heaven-level combat skills are so valuable outside. Every copy is a treasure of the world, and its value cannot be measured by money at all. But in the arsenal of the Mercenary City, heaven-level combat skills are as common as rice, which is enough. There are dozens of them. If this matter spreads, the entire Tianyuan Continent may be shaken.
"Senior, with so many heaven-level combat skills here, has no one ever come to snatch them away?" Suddenly, Jian Chen asked a silly question.
After hearing this, the old man showed a look of disdain in his eyes and did not speak.
It was only at this moment that Jian Chen suddenly realized that he seemed to have asked a very idiotic question. It's not that no one in the Mercenary City is jealous of these combat skills, it's that no one has the ability to snatch them up.
Afterwards, Jian Chen stopped talking nonsense and began to carefully select combat skills and practice techniques.
After a stick of incense, Jian Chen finally selected an advanced heaven-level combat skill and advanced cultivation technique and reported it to the old man. After hearing this, the old man said nothing and went straight to the bookshelves and took out two books and handed them to Jian Chen. Chen said, "This is what you want."
Jian Chen stretched out his hand with some trembling and took two books, one thin and one thick. This was a book on advanced heaven-level combat skills and advanced heaven-level cultivation techniques. He had never dreamed before that he could live with heaven-level combat skills. It was so easy.
The heaven-level combat skills that Jian Chen selected was a combat skill book called "Nine Levels of Cloud Movement". It is an advanced heaven-level combat skill that is suitable for anyone to practice. Unlike some of the combat skills, it does not require the attribute of holy power. There are very strict requirements for the weapons used.
There are nine moves in Jiuzhong Yun Dong, and the power of each subsequent move is multiplied. It is said that the ninth move, the strongest, has the power to break the sky, and its power can be described as earth-shattering.
After leaving the arsenal, the old man who led Jian Chen was still waiting outside, and then Jian Chen followed the old man back all the way.
Walking on the road, the old man leading the way said: "The holy land will be opened in three days. After three days, someone will come to pick you up. During these three days, you'd better not leave the mercenary city."
"Yes, senior."
The old man did not take Jian Chen back to the original hall, but brought Jian Chen to a space door and let Jian Chen leave through the space door.
Looking at the door to space in front of him, Jian Chen murmured in his heart, could it be that the place he was in now was not in the Mercenary City, but in another space?
With such doubts in mind, Jian Chen stepped directly through the gate of space and appeared in front of the huge square in the center of the mercenary city. The difference from before was that the big arena in the center of the square had disappeared without a trace. There is no trace, and it must have sunk into the ground again.
There are still huge crowds of people around the square. Less than an hour has passed since the end of the game, and those who are watching the game have not dispersed yet. Although it has not been long since the end of the competition, the Mercenary City has also completely announced the top ten masters of this mercenary competition. A large white canvas was hung in the air. The dragons and phoenixes written in black are the ten final winners of this mercenary competition.
The first place is Shiran, Jian Chen is high on the list, the second place is Zaer, and the third place is Ming Dong.
"Hey, look, isn't this the Jian Chen who won the first place in this mercenary competition..." Suddenly, a sharp-eyed young man spotted Jian Chen and exclaimed with surprise on his face.
Hearing his voice, the people around him also looked this way. Jian Chen, who was wearing white clothes, suddenly became the object of everyone's attention. All kinds of eyes were envious, jealous, and adoring. Looking at Jian Chen, some beautiful young girls looked at Jian Chen with unabashed admiration. ,
Jian Chen already has a handsome, almost perfect face. With just one face, he has become the killer in the eyes of all the girls in the world. Now he has the honorary aura of the Mercenary King added to him. Showing great strength in the ring, he has become the prince charming in the hearts of young girls.
