Chapter 19
The next day, early in the morning, Lu Changsheng rushed to the DemonSubduingOffice office.
Following the bluestone road, he headed west and soon arrived at the entrance of the Scripture Repository.
He walked in with long strides.
Looking around, the space was not large but very tidy, and a staircase in the corner led directly to the second floor.
An old man with white hair was sitting at a desk in the back, dozing off.
Sensing someone approaching, the old man opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at Lu Changsheng casually.
"Probationary Demon Suppression Envoys choosing techniques go to the second floor. Newcomers can only copy two secret manuals and can take at most five out to choose from..."
After speaking, the old man leaned back in his chair and ignored Lu Changsheng.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior."
Lu Changsheng cupped his hands, being very polite.
Although the other party looked harmless, like a farmer, he wouldn't believe that such an important place would really be guarded by an ordinary person.
Then, Lu Changsheng passed the old man and walked upstairs.
"Tap, tap..."
A crisp sound of footsteps rang out.
Soon, Lu Changsheng arrived at the second floor.
The second floor was very spacious, covering several dozen meters, and rows of bookshelves were filled with various martial arts secret manuals.
A musty smell permeated the air.
These martial arts techniques had clearly been here for some years.
At this moment, a middle-aged man walked up to greet him.
"You only have half an hour to choose. After choosing, take them to Old Yuan to copy..."
"Hmm... I understand."
Lu Changsheng nodded gently, then turned to look at the dense manuals, feeling a bit dazzled.
For a moment, he didn't know how to choose; the number of techniques in front of him was simply too vast.
"May I ask how to address you, brother? Could you give me some guidance?"
As he spoke, he immediately took out a silver ingot from his bosom and handed it over discreetly.
"Just call me Old Xing."
The middle-aged man weighed the silver in his hand and squeezed out a smile.
He was very satisfied with Lu Changsheng's sensible behavior.
"Although there are many of these technique manuals, they are roughly divided into three types. The bookshelves on the west side are all low-level martial arts techniques, the middle bookshelves are mostly martial skills, including spear techniques, blade techniques, sword techniques... and so on. As for the east bookshelves, they are some movement techniques and a small number of incomplete secret arts..."
The man began to introduce them to Lu Changsheng carefully, his tone quite kind.
Seeing this, Lu Changsheng smiled slightly.
Sure enough, money makes the world go round. Fortunately, he was quite good at social graces; if he had to choose by himself, let alone half an hour, he probably wouldn't find a suitable technique even in a few days.
However, newcomers could only copy two secret manuals at most, which was completely insufficient.
Thinking of his own Attribute Panel, he had a different idea in his heart.
"I am here for the first time and don't quite understand which martial arts techniques I need. Could I browse through all five manuals before choosing two of them..."
Lu Changsheng said softly.
"This... I'm afraid that's a bit difficult."
The middle-aged man showed a trace of struggle on his face.
This situation had never happened before.
Although it didn't explicitly violate the rules, it was testing the edge of the regulations.
Even though he didn't believe the other party could memorize five manuals in a short time.
"Please make an exception, Brother Xing. Another day, I will definitely treat you to a meal at the Mandarin Duck Pavilion..."
After speaking, Lu Changsheng took out another silver ingot and handed it over.
"This... it's not impossible. Brother, try to be quick, and don't talk about this matter."
The middle-aged man calmly tucked the silver into his sleeve.
It was just browsing for a moment, and no one would pursue it. For the sake of the silver, he agreed.
"I understand, brother."
Lu Changsheng cupped his hands, giving the other party enough face.
Then, he began to carefully consider the technique manuals he needed.
In his current state, the Iron Cloth Shirt must be his fundamental martial art.
After all, the realm is the foundation of everything; practicing martial skills in vain would be putting the cart before the horse.
His head and arm skin membranes had not yet undergone metamorphosis, so these two techniques must be obtained.
He was very much looking forward to the changes after adding points to the Iron Cloth Shirt again.
That moment would be when he completely distanced himself from ordinary warriors.
What kind of power the Iron Cloth Shirt would have beyond perfection, even he didn't know.
According to his previous guesses, perhaps only when the head and both arms were completely metamorphosed could the final sublimation take place.
As for the technique fusion option, that was still after this.
He soon had a plan for the remaining three technique choices.
Blade technique manuals must also be practiced; after all, basic blade techniques were never as powerful as advanced blade techniques.
With a realm, coupled with powerful martial skills, he could perfectly display his own strength.
And movement and dodging techniques were also crucial.
If you can't beat them, running away is always the best policy. As for the last technique, he chose a desperate method.
If one day he couldn't run away, he would have to fight hard.
It would be best to have a secret art that burns blood essence and lifespan to push his strength to the limit. With the recovery power of his Attribute Panel, as long as he wasn't dead and had enough Source Energy Points, he could still make a comeback.
A moment later, Lu Changsheng informed the middle-aged man of his needs.
Xing Zhaolin considered it slightly before walking directly to the front bookshelf.
He moved quickly through the bookshelves, and before long, five manuals appeared in his hands.
He came to Lu Changsheng with a sense of self-satisfaction.
"Brother, take a look at these techniques. Although these are all low-level techniques, there are differences in strength. I've taken good care of you and chose the ones with great power..."
"Thank you, Brother Xing."
Lu Changsheng smiled slightly, naturally understanding the other party's implication.
"I've taken good care of you" was the key point.
Pay up!
He didn't hesitate, reached into his bosom again, took out a silver ingot, and handed it over.
He cursed inwardly: "Money-grubber."
He directly labeled the other party as greedy.
However, small people are hard to deal with, and he didn't want to offend this person; it was just Zhao Erhu's silver anyway, so he didn't feel the pinch spending it.
Besides, medicinal herbs were everywhere in the depths of the mountains, and silver was far less important than strength.
The other party had been in the Scripture Repository for a long time, so his judgment must be quite good.
"Haha... Brother is indeed generous."
Xing Zhaolin quickly put away the silver, his face full of smiles.
His face was almost squeezed into the shape of a chrysanthemum.
Then, he immediately handed the manuals to Lu Changsheng.
"Brother, choose carefully, don't rush, there's still a little less than half an hour."
He even thoughtfully told Lu Changsheng the time.
Lu Changsheng smiled slightly and spread all the manuals out in his hands.
"Iron Arm Skill."
"Iron Head Skill."
"Floating Light Shadow."
"Five Tiger Door-Breaking Blade."
"Burning Blood Secret Art."
The five manuals revealed their true faces.
Lu Changsheng couldn't wait to start reading them.
"Swish, swish..."
The entire Scripture Repository was very quiet, with only the sound of light page-turning.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
"Detected Iron Head Skill, Iron Arm Skill, Five Tiger Door-Breaking Blade... five martial arts manuals, do you want to collect them?"
Just as Lu Changsheng finished reading them all, a crisp prompt sound rang deep in his mind.
This made him happy, but his face remained calm.
"Sure enough."
Seeing his guess come true, all five techniques could be collected, and coupled with the Source Energy Points in his hand, he could increase his strength by a large margin again.
This made Lu Changsheng quite excited.
"Collect."
He nodded inwardly.
As a ray of light flashed, five technique manuals appeared on the panel.
It's just that they were all in an uninitiated state.
"Brother Xing, I've made my choice; I'll choose this blade technique and the movement technique."
Lu Changsheng didn't drag his feet and said immediately.
"Brother's choice is correct. Skin Refinement techniques are difficult to merge with each other. I was afraid you didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth and chose both the Iron Arm Skill and the Iron Head Skill. Many people in the past thought they could practice all the Skin Refinement techniques, but as a result, they found it difficult to break through to Meat Refinement and ended up ruining themselves."
Xing Zhaolin breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
He didn't want this generous person to go down the wrong path.
"Thank you for your advice, brother."
Lu Changsheng didn't explain and thanked him.
Afterward, the two exchanged a few pleasantries, and he took his leave.
After arriving at the first floor, he pretended to finish copying the two manuals and returned the originals to the old man.
"Techniques and martial skills must not be spread, otherwise you will be hunted down by the DemonSubduingOffice with all its might."
The old man warned in a stern tone.
Lu Changsheng's expression tightened, and he nodded.
He also knew that these techniques were one of the imperial court's reverse scales. To attract a large number of warriors to join the DemonSubduingOffice, if they were known to everyone, the DemonSubduingOffice's appeal would be greatly reduced.
After all, the mission casualty rate of the DemonSubduingOffice was still very high, and those demons and anomalies were not easy to deal with.
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