"Senior Brother, may I know who you are?" Bai Xin felt that such a knowledgeable Senior Brother must be extraordinary. Just a few words were enough to enlighten him, so he naturally wanted to befriend him.
Lin Fan waved his hand. "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that we are fated to meet today. Let's have a chat."
I will not expose myself. I am doing something wrong. If I am found out, I will be in trouble.
"Senior Brother, why did I lose?" Bai Xin felt that he had found a confidant who understood him. He had a lot of things he wanted to talk to.
"Since you already know, why are you asking me?" Lin Fan asked.
"Yes, I know. All of this is because my cultivation technique is not strong. If I had a strong cultivation technique, I would definitely not have lost." Bai Xin understood in his heart, but then he regretfully said, "It's just that a powerful Cultivation Technique is very expensive. With my current savings, I can't afford it."
"Sigh..."
Lin Fan let out a long sigh.
"Junior Brother, what do you think this is?" Lin Fan looked around. After making sure that there was no one around, he took off his coat, and a skillset could be seen sticking to his clothes.
Bai Xin was stunned for a moment before blurting out, "Cultivation technique."
Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction. He lowered his voice and said, "Mystic low-class Sword of Hurricane. It suits Junior Brother very well. What do you think?"
Bai Xin swallowed his saliva. But when he heard that it was a Mystic low-class skillset, he felt a little disappointed. "Senior Brother, this is a Mystic skillset. One can only cultivate it after reaching the Earth Star Border Realm."
Lin Fan knew that this was the case, but he did not believe that he could not sell it with his eloquence. "Then let me ask you, can I cultivate it?"
Bai Xin nodded. "Of course I can. But it will affect its power if I don't use my elemental energy."
"That's good. Junior Brother, no matter what kind of martial skill it is, it's still the same. If you can grasp the essence of it, even if you can't use your elemental energy to unleash its greatest power, do you think it's stronger than the sword skill you practice?" Lin Fan said softly, as if he was discussing a topic that couldn't be exposed.
"Senior Brother, you are right." Bai Xin agreed.
Lin Fan felt that it was about time to get straight to the point. He didn't believe that he couldn't win. Then, he let out a long sigh.
"Ah, it must be fate that brought us together. Junior Brother and I can be considered as old friends at first sight. Now that Junior Brother is troubled by a cultivation technique, I can't just sit back and watch you die. Junior Brother, I'll sell this Fierce Wind Sword Technique to you. Junior Brother, are you willing to buy it?"
"Senior Brother, are you really willing to sell it to me?" Bai Xin's breathing quickened, but he lowered his head and said, "Senior Brother, I'm afraid I can't afford it."
Lin Fan definitely knew that this guy couldn't afford to buy a house. Lower grade Mystic skill required at least a hundred thousand, and he still wanted to buy it? Dream on.
"Junior Brother, tell me honestly, how many do you have?" Lin Fan just wanted to sell it cheaply, as much as he could.
Bai Xin said, "Senior Brother, I'll be honest with you. I only have a little more than twenty thousand dollars. I originally wanted to save it up slowly and buy a Human Tier Sword Technique."
"Alright, I see that Junior Brother is a straightforward person. How about twenty thousand?" Lin Fan said immediately.
"Ah?" Bai Xin was stunned, then his face turned red. "Senior Brother, this is a Mystic Lower Grade Sword Technique. Are you really willing to sell it to me for twenty thousand?"
Bai Xin couldn't believe it. This was a Mystic Lower Grade Sword Technique. If he were to buy it from the sect, it would cost him a fortune.
"Of course." Lin Fan said.
Bai Xin did not expect that there would be such a good senior brother in the sect. This was something that he did not expect.
Lin Fan looked around and quickly took out the Mystic Lower Grade Sword Technique. "Junior Brother, hurry up and inspect it. Let's trade."
Bai Xin took a look and quickly took out his savings. "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Lin Fan was in a good mood. He stood up and walked forward. Suddenly, he stopped and said calmly, "Junior Brother, I have a few words for you."
Bai Xin was very grateful to this Senior Brother, so he nodded and said, "Senior Brother, please speak."
Lin Fan took a deep breath and said, "Have no fear in your heart. Along the way, there will be many difficulties and setbacks. If you go with the wind, it may be comfortable, but you can't go too high. If you go against the wind, it will be painful, but you will reach the top of the mountain and see the world. With a brave heart, you will rule the world, and you will be full of energy! "
"Plant a Bodhi seed in your heart, water it diligently, and the green tree will naturally sprout, growing towards the sun."
Lin Fan continued to walk forward, waving his hand with his back facing Bai Xin.
"Junior Brother, do your best. I believe you will succeed."
Bai Xin stood where he was, looking at the golden figure under the sunlight. His eyes were a little wet. When had anyone ever said such words to him that made him incomparably excited?
"Senior Brother, I will do my best!"
He shouted. Failure is the mother of success. He made up his mind to overcome his shortcomings and not be afraid of failure.
…
"This feels good. I got twenty thousand." When there was no one around, Lin Fan kept the money in his storage ring and took out a manual. He placed it in his clothes and continued to look for his next target.
He had already made many copies of the Zephyr Sword Technique. As long as he didn't sell them, he would have nothing to worry about.
But he still had to be careful. He was in the sect, and if he was caught, he would be dead meat.
This was the only time, and there would be no next time.
Along the way, there were many disciples passing by.
Lin Fan specifically targeted disciples who practiced sword techniques. If it was those who were rich, he could forget about it. But with their attitude, they might really look down on him and report him.
Just then, a disciple with a sword on his back came into Lin Fan's sight.
Lin Fan hurried forward, and the two of them walked side by side.
The disciple turned around and looked at Lin Fan curiously. He didn't know who this guy was and what he wanted. But before he could speak, Lin Fan spoke first.
"Junior Brother, let me show you something good. Do you want to see it?"
The disciple didn't know what Lin Fan wanted, but he nodded anyway. "What is it?"
While no one was paying attention, Lin Fan secretly lifted up a corner of his clothes and revealed the martial technique that was stuck on his clothes.
"Mystic Lower Grade Sword Technique. You know what it is, right?"
His actions were sneaky, and his voice was perverted. He was just like those people who sold watches and phones on the streets in his previous life.
"Hehe." When the disciple saw the skillbook, he instantly let out a bright smile. It was a very perverted smile, as if he had found something good. His gaze became weird. "Good, this is good."
He understood. This was a skillbook seller. In the past, the sect had done it before, but it was basically wiped out.
Who would have thought that he would be so lucky to find it?
Seeing that the disciple had the desire to buy, Lin Fan smiled brightly. "Junior Brother, let's go to the alley and talk."
"Okay, okay …"
…
All the way until the sun set.
Lin Fan came to a place where there was no one and took off his mask. He then looked at the wealth in his storage ring, and the smile on his face was very bright.
I've really hit the jackpot.
If I knew this would happen, I would have gotten a few more sets.
Even though some of them only cost ten thousand, it's still money.
I earned 200,000 YHB just by selling the Hurricane Sword Skill. I'm so rich now that I have enough money to buy the pill.
I'm so happy.
At the same time, at another place.
A disciple brought the Enforcer Senior Brothers to the place where Lin Fan sold his skillbooks. "Senior Brothers, I found a disciple selling skillbooks, but I don't know where he went."
The Enforcer Senior Brothers looked at each other. This matter needs to be investigated.
But luckily, Lin Fan only sold it once. If he were to continue selling it, he might really be finished.
PS: Drunk Dream Qinghuai Building tipped 5,500 Qidian dollars. Thank you.
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