Chapter 1052： School

There are also different factions in the Masters' Meeting, a total of three, which are the three major colleges.

Tianfu, Holy Martial Art, God.

Buying their master rolls is equivalent to standing on their side.

"Master, you can buy three types of master rolls separately, the same amount, many masters who do not want to be bound will do so, but only three times the cost."

Xie Ting knew his position, and added a thoughtful word.

Jiang Chen nodded, which was exactly what he wanted.

Master volumes are divided according to quantity, one hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand.

Million Zhang master scrolls, don't be afraid even if you are facing the emperor.

Thousands of cards, in danger, the Lord will shoot.

Considering the price of each master roll, what a terrible amount it is.

"Is it binding?" Jiang Chen asked.

"It's very big. The master can go to the Holy Land and the theology, and he can come and go freely. Even if he commits a crime, he can ensure safety." Xie Ting replied.

She didn't mention right or wrong in her words, she implied that right or wrong was not important.

Even if you are doing things that hurt the truth, they are also masters that hurt the law.

"Tianfu, Shengwu and Shenzun, buy me 10 million pieces respectively." Jiang Chen said.

Xie Ting, who was pouring tea, shook his hands, and tea was sprinkled on Jiang Chen's body.

The steaming tea did not hurt him, but Xie Ting was frightened.

Quickly took out a handkerchief and started rubbing on him.

Rubbing and rubbing, Xie Tingxiafei's cheeks, blushing like an apple, this is not a usual makeup, but a physiological reaction, which makes it particularly moving.

The grocery store was full of ambiguous atmosphere.

"Ahem, Miss Xie."

Jiang Chen looked a little embarrassed where she pressed her little hand.

"Master, master, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, really, believe me!"

Xie Ting suddenly panicked, no longer calm and calm, after all, what happened was really embarrassing.

"I know, don't panic."

Seeing that the master was really not angry, Xie Ting was relieved.

Sit back carefully to the chair, empty the overflowing tea cup, and refill it.

Jiang Chen took the tea, took a sip, and then subconsciously remembered some memories.

This made him very helpless, but he couldn't taste any tea or wine sent by the woman.

"Master, are there many enemies?" Xie Ting asked.

"Just in case, there aren't 10,000 or thousands in my mind now."

"This is also true."

Xie Ting knew that he hadn't exaggerated, and Dao Qi's affairs had attracted many people's attention.

The attentive person worked out a lot of information through what he said.

For example, when Jiang Chen answered whether others could cast the Tao, he said that he did not have the materials now.

But he sold Taoist pieces one by one, indicating that the ready-made ones were not from his own hands.

It is speculated that he was inherited by a great master, obtained many Taoist instruments, and lost Taoist patterns.

Judging from his repair of the glazed pottery, the lines of Taoism are mastered a lot.

Now it depends if he can really cast the Debut.

From this point of view, it is best not to join any faction, otherwise you will be madly hunted by the other two factions.

After Xing Ting determined the master roll he wanted to buy, before he left, what did he think of, saying, "Master, do you remember the first time we went to the martial arts hall?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

When Jiang Chen moved, he certainly remembered that the Fa body would go every day.

"The last time the master bet on that person, these days, he has been winning streaks, and he has been challenged. He is very famous." Xie Ting said.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen showed his proper expression, and looked very interested in the end.

"It's just fun to bet. I didn't expect it to give me such a big surprise that day, I think he's pretty good." Jiang Chen said.

"What does the master mean?"

"I want to invest in him so that he has the best practice treatment, go to the best school and see what he will achieve."

Jiang Chen said, "Can you help me arrange it?"

Wen Yan, Xie Ting was also very interested, and eager to try.

These days, she will always go to the Wuguan to watch the Heifeng Swordsman play.

Every time she faces a strong enemy, she will sweat for the Black Wind Swordsman.

Fortunately, in the end, the Black Wind Swordsman always wins with tenacity.

Now, the Black Wind Swordsman replaces the position of blood-hand butcher, becoming one of the most famous people in the martial arts.

Sometimes Xie Ting is thinking that Heifeng Swordsman is young and should not be in that place.

In theory, she is fully capable of helping the Black Wind Swordsman.

The question is in what name, after this head started, there are so many poor people in the world, can she help me?

Now, of course, she is very happy to hear Master Luo Cheng's words.

"Master, wrap it on me."

Jiang Chen smiled and sent her away, feeling wonderful.

The sword body of the Black Wind Swordsman can already not use Kendo at all, just like a novice Kendo, progressing through actual combat.

Now, it's time to go to the Chengzhong Middle School for further study and pursue the extraordinary power of Kendo.

If you can talk to Thunder God Zong in that state, that's the best.

Even when negotiating, he did not rely on his own strength.

Over there, the news that the Black Wind Swordsman was fancy by the master spread quickly in Tongtian City.

The owner of Jidao Museum is very reluctant, and now the Black Wind Swordsman is the guarantee of Wuguan's popularity.

But there is no way, Jidao Wu Guan has no financial resources to compete with the master of the grocery store.

Heifeng Swordsman also seized this opportunity. I heard that I bought an elixir that day, which made many people envious.

They don't understand how this person who can only dominate in Kudoshokan could be regarded by the master.

Heifeng Swordsman's qualifications are not bad, but in places like Tianwujie, there are no worse people than him.

It was not until after the news that Master Luo Cheng had bet on him that people suddenly realized that they were even more jealous.

Regardless of outside interference, the Heifeng Swordsman began to search for the school in Tongtiancheng.

Even though there are three colleges, there are still many schools in this city.

After all, places like colleges are concentrated in cultivation, and there are too many people to guarantee that rain and dew are evenly attached.

The school is different ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The careful teaching is also cultivated separately.

Some schools are no easier to enter than colleges.

The three colleges do not prevent students from entering the school, but only five schools are allowed.

The level of other colleges is too low, affecting the image of college disciples.

Among the five schools, the sword museum is also best at swordsmanship.

After all, just taking the name of the sword museum without any prefix, it requires a lot of qualifications.

People speculate that the Black Wind Swordsman is coming to this school.

Sure enough, at dusk, people saw the Black Wind Swordsman on the way to the sword museum.

He was still in black, with a clear face, and the whole man looked thin, but anyone who had seen him fight at the Martial Arts knew that he was full of explosive power.

Deep eyes have a strange magic power that can attract people.