The thin old man sighed, shook his head and said: "Master Chu, it was impossible to take it out originally. No matter how important the secret knowledge of Taishang Peak is, it is far less important to us than the Secret Code of Tianyang."
Chu Li frowned and stared at him.
The thin old man looked at him calmly and firmly.
Both of them are exploring each other's bottom line and striving for the greatest benefits.
Chu Li saw him like this, and Da Yuan Jingzhi also observed everyone. From what he could see, it was indeed impossible to see the original Tianyang Secret Code, which is the treasure of the Tianyang Divine Sect. How could it be shown to outsiders.
If he, a disciple of Taishang Peak, gets mad and has no reason to break out, and really damages the Tianyang Secret Code, then all the disciples will become sinners of the Tianyang Divine Sect and will be unable to explain to their ancestors.
So they would never give the original to him anyway.
Chu Li felt a little regretful and snorted: "That's all, it's good to just copy it."
The thin old man smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your understanding!"
He breathed a sigh of relief.
If Chu Li really wants to hold on, he will really die, which will be a huge loss to the Tianyang Divine Sect. It is nothing if Chu Li dies, but if he loses the opportunity to obtain the Swordless Sutra, he will never find it again.
The Swordless Sutra is related to a secret technique in the Tianyang Secret Code. If it can be obtained, it will be a great improvement for the entire Tianyang Divine Sect, and it will be an unspeakable huge gain. Compared with this, a Chu Li is really not worth it.
Worth mentioning.
Chu Li said: "Then let's take a look."
"Wait a moment." The thin old man said in a deep voice, turning to look at a middle-aged man behind him.
The middle-aged man was mediocre in appearance, and it was difficult to attract attention when standing in the crowd. Even standing here, it was easy to ignore him, so he took out a thin booklet from his arms and handed it over.
The thin old man took it and handed it to Chu Li and said: "This is our Tianyang Secret Code."
Chu Li looked at the mediocre middle-aged man, then at the thin old man, and then looked at the thin book, showing doubts.
The skinny old man said: "This is our envoy Cheng."
"Emissary?" Chu Li looked at the middle-aged man.
The thin old man smiled and said: "Mr. Chu, you don't know our positions, right? The Yang Patrol Envoy, the Zhaoyin Envoy, the Four Directions Envoy, the Heaven and Earth Envoy, plus the Chief Envoy, they are our top leaders."
Chu Li nodded at the middle-aged man: "Disrespectful."
"You're welcome, Mr. Chu." Cheng Wenchuan waved his hand and stood still, again dim and easy to ignore.
Chu Li did not dare to look down upon such a person, and lowered his head to look at the secret book.
He had already begun to suspect that the Tianyang Secret Code must be thick, and this thin book only had more than a dozen pages. How could it be that the entire Secret Code was just to fool him.
The skinny old man said: "We have three secret code manuscripts in total. This is the first one. Mr. Chu will take a look at it first. If you are interested, you can read the second one, but..."
He said and smiled.
Chu Li hummed: "Okay, if I am satisfied, I will give you the Swordless Sutra."
"That couldn't be better." The thin old man smiled.
Chu Li opened the thin booklet, but there was a set of sword techniques on it. There was nothing else except a set of sword techniques. More importantly, the mental technique of this set of sword techniques was not there. It was obviously separated.
But the swordsmanship above is exquisite, and it is indeed a rare swordsmanship.
Chu Li frowned, raised his head, glanced at the thin old man, and gently tossed the thin book: "It seems that your sect does not have any sincerity!"
There is only one set of swordsmanship, although it is exquisite, but it is of no use to him. No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, he will not practice it anymore. The swordsmanship he has learned is already sophisticated enough, plus the magic sword technique, it is also useless.
There is the Divine Sword of Forgetting Love and the God-killing Thunder Sword.
This set of swordsmanship looks exquisite, but it requires the cooperation of internal strength. There is no strange mental method, and the power is reduced by several percent. However, it does not include the mental method, which is deliberately to whet my appetite.
This approach is really not grand enough and does not show the momentum of a first-class sect. Obviously, it still does not take itself seriously. Naturally, it is difficult to see more profound secret scriptures. The only way is to fight.
"The sword technique here is the Tianyang Divine Sword. Isn't it exquisite enough?" said the thin old man.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "The Tianyang Divine Sword requires the cooperation of the Tianyang Divine Art, right? And if I want to practice the Tianyang Divine Art, I must swear to join the Tianyang Divine Sect and become a disciple of the Divine Sect. I have no other choice, right?"
"Well... it's true." The skinny old man said: "Mr. Chu, don't you want to become a disciple of our divine sect?"
Chu Li said: "Whether I join or not is my own choice, rather than being forced to join...Forget it, I'd better go back to Taishang Peak and see you later!"
After he said that, he turned into a white light and shot towards Cheng Wenchuan.
Cheng Wenchuan's mediocre face was calm, and he slowly pushed out a palm.
The wind in the palm is as gentle as the slow wind.
"Bang!" Chu Li seemed to have hit an iron wall, and his figure stagnated.
Chu Li snorted coldly, raised his hands, activated the Forgetting Divine Sword, and also activated the Tianling Sutra. The Forgetting Divine Sword condensed from the inner power of the Tianling Sutra shot out, and the Forgetting Divine Sword opened the way, followed closely by his body.
"Tsk!" It was as harsh as a long sword slicing its blade.
Chu Li, however, passed through Xu Xu's palm force without any hindrance and was already out of the siege.
The thin old man looked solemn and waved his hand.
The rest of the people chased Chu Li. They did not expect that Chu Li could break through Cheng Wenchuan, who was known as the Iron Palm, so easily.
Cheng Wenchuan's Tianyang Shen coach has reached the point where the Yang pole is born with Yin. He is as soft as a spring breeze but as strong as an iron wall. He is almost unstoppable. Especially those who don't understand often suffer from the power of the gentle palm and think it is the palm of the ultimate Yin.
, the result is extremely strong and indestructible.
However, Chu Li broke away easily and fled away.
Cheng Wenchuan looked gloomy and shouted: "Be careful with his sword energy!"
Everyone nodded, the sword energy was naturally amazing as it could break through the iron palm.
Chu Li's movement was like lightning, and he was getting further and further away from them.
He didn't expect to break through their siege so easily. He knew that these guys were careless, thinking that he couldn't escape with so many people surrounding him, so he escaped more easily.
More importantly, he changed his attitude too quickly, catching them off guard.
"Hmph!" Cheng Wenchuan saw that Chu Li was going faster and faster. He didn't care about his body, and suddenly accelerated and turned into a stream of light that shot in front of Chu Li.
When Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi saw him burning up his inner strength, he moved sideways to avoid it in advance. Without slowing down, he stepped into the woods of Feiyan Mountains and went straight up along the treetops, his speed getting faster and faster.
Cheng Wenchuan snorted and disappeared in a flash.
"Bang!" The two of them collided and flew backwards.
Chu Li didn't expect that Cheng Wenchuan would be so desperate this time. He activated the secret technique twice and accelerated his speed. He was forced to use the Demonic Air Control Technique. The void froze for a moment, hindering his approach, and several Forgetful Divine Swords flew away.
Cheng Wenchuan took advantage of the situation and made another move.
A long roar suddenly sounded, and then a cold light flew from the sky and hit him accurately.
His great round mirror intelligence failed to discover where this cold light came from. When he discovered it, he was already close. He didn't even have time to raise his arms to greet it. He only saw a short sword coming towards him. He felt severe pain in his chest and flew out.
Looking down in mid-air, I saw a hole in my chest.