Chapter 681: The Must-Know Sect in the Martial Arts World

"I found you!" There was no expression on Feng Xue's face, and she was even a little boring. The slave back-up style was like this. It was no fun, but it was guaranteed to win.

Generally speaking, the more inconspicuous a spy is, the harder it is to detect him. However, Feng Xue's exploration this time focused on a high profile, which made it clear that "this person is definitely not a spy".

In addition, his character choices and actions are in line with the character's internal logic, so he is perfectly hidden all the way.

But on the other hand, as long as he knew in advance that he would choose to act in a high-profile manner, coupled with the local environment and related events, Feng Xue did not even need to confirm, and could lock the target based on status, age, identity and other conditions.

The screen gradually blurred, and Feng Xue returned to the big map again. Looking at the character chess piece that was one space away from Baishi Ridge, Feng Xue felt a little like he was in another world.

Fortunately, this was not the first time he had experienced such a situation. He adjusted his mentality slightly, and when the details in the dream gradually faded away, leaving only his work experience and the list he had memorized, he turned his attention to the next thing. a node.

【Return a favor】

"Huh? Another rare node?" Feng Xue glanced at the collection column. Well, there was only one full gambling material, and she immediately clicked on the node.

[In front of Baishi Ridge, you met a strange salesman. Although he was carrying a load, his steps were very light. You could tell at a glance that he possessed peerless martial arts. You, who were well aware of the quirks of such peerless masters, did not make any move. Any extra moves are just intended to be bartered with him. 】

"Tsk, didn't you enter the real scene?" Looking at the scales that appeared in front of him, Feng Xue couldn't help but sigh to himself. If it were a real scene, he could just throw the Philosopher's Stone.

It's a pity that it can't be lost.

Put all the gambling wool on the scale, and as the scale slowly rotated, a new collection appeared in front of you——

[You obtained the Cloud Piercer Arrow (white)]

Name: Cloud Piercer Arrow

Category: Clever Collection

Quality: white ordinary

Effect: When launched into the sky, it summons any number of combat units under its command to deploy.

Note: An arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet you.

…

"It looks a bit like Liuli Zhan, but one is summoning out of thin air, and the other is moving his troops. The former is a summoning skill, and the latter is a displacement skill." Feng Xue looked at this thing that looked a bit like a handheld firework. , I felt a bit pity for a moment.

Most of my troops are in the Utopia, so I don't need this thing to summon it instantly. However, it is very useful in exploration. It's a pity that the white clever collection is consumable and will be gone after one use.

After thinking about the use cases of this item, Feng Xue turned his attention to the map again.

Click, Baishiling!

[You discovered Baishiling Zhujian Villa, and you decided——]

【1. Worship the Mountain】

【2. Boat ride】

[3. Occupy (not optional)]

【4. Asking for a Sword】

"Good guy, there must be a sword-making villa in any Jianghu, right? But that's right, people in Jianghu always need some magic weapons."

Feng Xue complained secretly in her heart, but also seriously considered her choice.

"Occupation is not an option, probably because the city is not prosperous enough and there is no exploration and establishment of top hotels. This means that apart from Zhujian Villa, there should be no other inns or small shops in Baishiling, and outsiders are not allowed to wander in.

"Mountain worship... This should be a substitute exploration. The reason for taking the boat is because we are on the waterway. The last sword quest... should be a classic plot of the Sword Making Villa. I just don't know whether the Sword Making Villa happened to create a unique sword. The sword attracts competition among swordsmen all over the world, or is it simply a sword tailor-made for swordsmen?"

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, but she directly clicked four. No matter what it is, you will know if you try it!

…

As the scene was rendered, Feng Xue looked at the long white stone steps extending into the mountain like a white dragon in front of her, and couldn't help but criticize the Shenglong Sword Sect for not being good enough.

But it was at this moment when time began to flow again that a steady to somewhat rigid voice suddenly came from not far away——

"Young hero, since you are here to ask for a sword, please go to the sword viewing platform first!"

Feng Xue turned her gaze and looked at the man who spoke. He looked about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old. He was wearing thick clothes and looked like he was welcoming guests, but he also had a somewhat detached air.

Feng Xue missed the passerby Emperor who could give mission guidance very much at this time, because he had no idea what the steps of the sword viewing platform were.

Although she felt that it was a bit timid to ask at this time, Feng Xue hesitated for a moment and chose to ask directly:

"What does the sword viewing platform mean?"

"Oh? You don't know, young hero?" Hearing this, the young man paused for a moment, but soon regained his balance and continued to move forward, leading the way and saying:

"Anyone who comes to my sword-making villa to seek a sword must first go to the sword viewing platform to prove that he is a qualified swordsman."

"How to prove it?" Feng Xue followed behind the young man, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, the young man walked evenly, and said as if he had explained it a thousand times:

"A swordsman, that is, a person who uses a sword, must prove that he knows how to use a sword."

"Do you need to compete with others?" Feng Xue raised his eyebrows, but the young man shook his head and said:

"High kung fu doesn't necessarily mean you can use a sword, and poor kung fu doesn't necessarily mean you don't know how to use a sword."

Having said this, the young man rounded a corner, and a pavilion came into view. A stone tablet more than three meters high stood on the left side of the pavilion, with the three characters "Sword Viewing Platform" written like a knife and an axe.

As the pavilion came into view, the second half of the young man's words came into his ears-

"Just take a look at your original sword and you will know."

"?" Feng Xue thought that the Sword Casting Villa did not play by the rules, but he still waved his hand and Mo Ran fell into his palm.

As if he had noticed something, the young man suddenly turned around, his eyes focused on Mo Ran, but he could not move away.

After a moment of silence, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and his tone became much more respectful:

"Sir, wait a moment, this matter must be notified to the elders."

After that, he took out a firework and fired it into the sky, which made Feng Xue, who had just drawn the Cloud Piercing Arrow, have a subtle expression.

But soon, seven or eight sturdy old men rushed over from the mountain road in a hurry. If Feng Xue had not seen the wind and waves, he would have been scared by these old men and lost some san points!

"Where's the sword? Where's the sword?" The sturdy old man in the lead shouted exaggeratedly, and then he seemed to see Feng Xue, and with a swish, he fell in front of him like a meteorite, and his eyes were staring straight at the Mo Ran in Feng Xue's hand.

"Master!" Feng Xue thought to himself, but he saw a meteor shower suddenly falling in front of him. Well, it was a group of old men wearing very little cloth who fell in front of him with the body like a meteorite, and they all stared at the Mo Ran in Feng Xue's hand with salty eyes, which made him shudder.

In this indescribable awkward atmosphere, suddenly an old man broke free from Mo Ran's "charm", coughed twice as if to adjust his mentality, and then asked in an elegant voice that was completely inconsistent with his muscular physique:

"Who made this sword?"

Well, it's not very elegant...