Beiyin Great Sage

"Now that something like this has happened, the friendship between us may be..."

"Gone!"

He could see clearly that although Zhou Jia acted nonchalantly and politely, he might have drawn a clear line with the two of them in his heart.

The friendship between fellow earthlings is already weak.

It doesn't even exist today.

"So what?" Dai Lei narrowed her eyes:

"He can't count on it, so why not take advantage of it, as long as we all work together, we can achieve something."

Fatty Han was silent, and nodded slowly after a long time.

……

Zhou Jia did not go back to the mine directly, but took the token given to him by the third elder to the place where the resident was in charge of the internal affairs collection.

Shujing.

The name of the Dalin Dynasty is similar to the book mountain that the ancients of the earth said.

This place is located in the core of the resident, and most of the people who come and go are masters of the sixth rank, seventh rank or above, so there are not many guards.

The huge tree house was carved with many spaces of different sizes, and each space contained books, bamboo slips, jade and the like.

A long table runs across the middle, blocking the way in.

Behind the table, an old man was taking a nap.

Zhou Jia took a serious look at the old man, not because of the so-called secret masters of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but because in Huojiabao, old people are really rare.

Even in the inner city, not many people are over 50.

And the one in front of me is probably seventy or eighty!

Compared with deacons and elders who can climb to high positions, such long-lived old people are truly enviable existences.

"Well……"

As if sensing the gaze of others, the old man rubbed his face and opened his cloudy eyes:

"Is something wrong?"

"Ah."

Zhou Jia nodded and handed over the token:

"The third elder asked me to choose a book of martial arts."

"Oh!" The old man's expression changed:

"What kind of martial arts do you want to choose? Fist, sword, secret skill, origin technique..."

"Can I choose all of them?" Zhou Jia's eyes lit up.

"It's all right." The old man nodded:

"In this world, if you die today, you will never live. Martial skills are not worth much, but you can only choose one. You have to think about it."

As he spoke, he took out a booklet from under the table, put it down and opened it, revealing the ruins inside:

"This is the catalog, pick it yourself."

The booklet is dozens of pages thick, and each page has a lot of words, so dense that people don't know how to choose. Zhou Jia frowned, and handed the other party an Origin Stone:

"Also ask my husband for advice."

"Hey..." The old man skillfully collected the origin stone, stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"The origin technique method comes from Fei Mu's world, and it requires high physical fitness. If you don't have talent, you can't cultivate it even if you have the skills."

"There are the fewest types of secret skills, and the most useful ones. For example, short-term bursts of strength and speed. Most people who come here will choose one, but secret skills will consume the body, so it is not good to use more."

"Other martial skills are divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks. The upper rank is the most powerful, and so on, but the stronger the better."

"Why?" Zhou Jia was puzzled.

"It's very simple." The old man spread his hands and said:

"The strongest also means the most difficult. It may take two or three years to practice ordinary martial arts until you can use them freely, but it may take a year to get started with high-grade martial arts."

"Dacheng, let alone the Year of the Monkey."

"In this place, there is not so much time for you to practice."

Zhou Jia was stunned.

As far as he knows, most of the sixth-rank masters of the Ichthyosaurs have cultivated a martial skill to the proficient stage, just like Samuel, who has a certain martial skill to the bone.

But definitely not top-grade martial arts.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy for him to kill the opponent.

Martial arts, lightness skills, and exercises all need to be cultivated, and they must also deal with dangers that may come at any time. The quick and relatively powerful exercises are obviously the most popular.

Although high-grade martial arts are good, they need a long time of immersion and practice to truly exert their power, so they are not in this category.

of course.

This is someone else, Zhou Jia has the talent to handle soldiers, but he doesn't need to worry so much.

Now said:

"Old man, I want to choose an axe, the more powerful the better!"

"Are you sure?" The old man raised his eyebrows:

"There aren't many people who practice the ax technique, and few people know the top-grade ax technique. I'm afraid no one will communicate with you after you learn it."

No communication means no guidance.

Zhou Jia knew that feeling, he practiced hard every day, but his martial arts proficiency didn't increase at all, and he was so worried that he could lose his hair.

Of course that was before.

It is different now.

As for the secret skills, he has also learned about them before, and he has never heard of any secret skills that have a large increase in "violence" and have almost no sequelae.

"No problem." Zhou Jia smiled faintly:

"Just treat it as an observation in your spare time."

"Alright then." The old man sighed softly, opened the book to a certain side, stretched out his hand and pointed upwards:

"Eight-faced soul-slaying axe, black wind axe, and furious thunder axe. These three axes are all high-grade martial arts, which is what the Dalin Dynasty called superior martial arts. Among them, the furious thunder ax is the most powerful."

"Well……"

After thinking about it, he continued:

"It is rumored that the Thunder Ax was formed by a strong man of the Dalin Dynasty after observing Fei Mu's world's Thunder Origin Technique, so it can also increase its power with the help of foreign objects."

"For example, an ax that can discharge electricity."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia's eyes lit up:

"Then choose it."

"Follow you." The old man shook his head lightly, without much persuasion, got up to fetch a book, and said:

"It can be copied but not passed on privately. Offenders will be punished heavily and returned after three days."

"Yes."

Zhou Jia flipped through the pages, put away the book and turned around to go, when he saw a figure who should not have appeared here walk by the door.

……

inside the house.

Deacon Lu touched his shiny head, and asked in a muffled voice:

"Who is in charge of the mine now?"

"Return to the deacon." One person replied:

"After Cao Hong left, he was handed over to a woman named Samuel, but this woman died in a secret passage a few days ago, and Zhou Jia is currently in charge."

"Zhou Jia..." Deacon Lu narrowed his eyes:

"The name sounds familiar."

"He's from a place called Earth, and he's from Wei Zhixing's hometown."

"Wei Zhixing!" The name made Deacon Lu's eyes narrow, his face turned ruthless, and the scar that was added at some time on his face became even more ferocious.

"Deacon." The person below said:

"There are those things in the secret channel. Without your help, they can't transport the mine without permission. What should we do next?"

"Humph!"

Deacon Lu sneered:

"Don't rush."

Chapter 038 Angry Thunder

"Puff...Puff..."

On the stove, an iron pot the size of a human head was whistling with white steam.

Zhou Jia, who was shirtless and wearing shorts, ignored the hot handle of the pot, lifted it with one hand, and put a pot of broth on the stove to continue heating.

"Crash..."

The hot water is poured into a basin, mixed with a little cold water, and swirled under the stirring of the towel.

Holding a water basin and a mouthwash cup, Zhou Jiashi walked out of the wooden house, washed in a shallow ditch not far away, and wiped his body by the way.

"Whoa whoa!"

A few strange calls came from in front of Angie's gate.

Seeing Zhou Jia, the three-headed and two-tailed fox ran back and forth excitedly, and Angie reprimanded him loudly for a while before he calmed down.

"Brother Angie."

Zhou Jia raised his hand to say hello:

"Aren't you going to the Liuren Hall today?"

"No." Angie shook his head, and pushed out a cart from the house. There was a corpse of a strange beast on the cart, and the blood was still steaming.

He took a breath and said:

"Money is a little tight recently, so let's make some money first."

"What kind of meat is this?" Zhou Jia's eyes lit up, and he approached with an empty basin:

"Is there any light flower snake left?"

"Poisonous wolf." Angie lifted the quilt from the corpse, revealing the large wolf corpse below:

"Would you like to have some? The shallow flower snake is a rare thing, and it is hard to find. It was only a coincidence last time that I caught one."

"It's a pity." Zhou Jia voiced his regret:

"The snake meat tastes good, and it can also increase the source power, but Brother Angie, you'd better deal with your meat before selling it, otherwise it won't increase the price."

"I still have some food in the house, so I don't want it for now."

The wolf carcasses on the cart were bloody and bloody from the sharp teeth, the fur hadn't faded, and the internal organs were in a mess, which made people lose their appetite, and the price naturally couldn't go up.

There are many butchers selling meat in the market, but they will process the meat, bones, and skin first, and sell bad meat and lean meat separately.

There is no one like Unji who pushes the corpse.

"Trouble." Angie shook his head, impatient:

"With that skill, it's better to sleep more."

"Hehe..." Zhou Jia chuckled lightly: