"Brother Yun, what's the wind blowing here today that has brought you, the young master, here?"
Zhang Yunbao started to chat with Chen Yun as soon as he saw him.
"I must have something to ask you. If there was nothing else, I wouldn't ask you, right?" Chen Yun said with a laugh. "Let's not waste any time on small talk. I'm here to ask you today mainly to get some secret manuals of martial arts from you."
You have to know that Zhang Yunbao's family runs an auction house, and they must have handled many martial arts secrets. If they come across a good one that they can eat, the auction house will buy it themselves.
It is said that Zhang Yunbao has many good skills at home.
However, everyone also understood that the Zhang family did not dare to keep the truly deadly martial arts.
Because that kind of precious and life-threatening martial arts technique would not be a treasure if left behind, but would be a disaster instead. I don’t know how many eyes in the world are watching it, who would dare to keep such a thing.
Except for those wanderers who move around erratically and have no fixed place to live, no one dares to keep those precious martial arts secrets.
Today Chen Yun came to see Zhang Yunbao and also wanted something expensive, but he just wanted something similar, and the price was still calculated according to the market price.
After all, brothers have to settle accounts.
Zhang Yunbao pondered for a moment. Chen Yun wasn't cut out for martial arts, so why would he need something like that? He couldn't help but ask, "What do you want the secret manual for? Do you want to practice?"
"Don't ask this. If we are brothers, just tell me whether you have it or not," said Chen Yun.
"Yes! Definitely." Zhang Yunbao said, "I just happen to have a sword technique here. It's said to be a fragment of ancient times. It's incredible. Do you want it? I'll give it to you at a discount. I'm not trying to cheat you. I spent eight hundred taels when I bought it, and I'll give it to you for the same eight hundred taels. I won't make any profit at all!"
Chen Yun frowned.
Knife skills.
It's the knife technique again.
I have just practiced the supreme sword technique, so there is really no need to learn another one now. It would be fine if Zhang Yunbao gave it to me for free, but if I have to pay for it, there is really no need.
Eight hundred taels is not a lot, but it is not a small amount either. To be honest, it is not a small amount either.
After thinking about it, Chen Yun shook his head and expressed his thoughts.
"I'm not that interested in swordsmanship right now. I came here today mainly to learn from you some internal skills and techniques to cultivate internal energy. Do you have any?"
"Internal Kung Fu..."
Zhang Yunbao curled his lips, then let out a long sigh.
"Brother Yun, you've really stumped me. I don't have any internal skills." Zhang Yunbao said with some shame.
"Hasn't your family ever learned any internal martial arts techniques?" Chen Yun asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I've definitely handled it, but the problem is there aren't many left. Even if there were, I wouldn't be qualified to take them. But I do have some master copies. The problem is, I don't dare let you practice with those. If anything goes wrong, your father will come and skin me alive."
Zhang Yunbao has his own considerations.
The so-called "holding the original" means that when the Zhang family handles some martial arts and does not want to keep the original, but wants to take a closer look at it, they will ask someone to copy the original.
The text and pictures above are the same.
But the problem is that sometimes, practicing martial arts techniques can really kill people.
Even the best painter.
The copied one will definitely be very different from the original.
But if you ask someone with great martial arts skills to imitate you, their painting skills are not that good.
If there is someone who is good at painting and martial arts, he would not work for the Zhang family.
So those Zhang family’s copies.
Zhang Yunbao didn't dare to give it to Chen Yunlian at all.
Chen Yun thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. Besides, he didn't want to make things too difficult for Zhang Yunbao, so he could only sigh and give up.
At this time, Zhang Yunbao said again: "Actually, if you, Brother Yun, really need the inner strength method, there is actually an auction in two days, but that auction is not an ordinary auction."
"What is it?"
"It's a secret meeting!" Zhang Yunbao said. "It's called a secret auction. Most of the people who attend are desperate people, all kinds of people. I'm afraid it's not safe for you to go."
"You can go, but I can't?" Chen Yun narrowed his eyes.
"Our identities are different. Everyone knows I'm from the auction house, so they definitely won't touch me. But you're different. You're the eldest young master. If you go to a place like that, and people know you don't know martial arts, they'll probably target you in secret. I won't be able to protect you then!"
Zhang Yunbao said.
Chen Yun smiled and said, "Don't worry. If I go there, I will definitely change my appearance so that others can't tell who I am. I want a copy of the inner skills manual right now. It's more important than anything else. If you're a brother, please arrange it for me!"
"Okay! I'll definitely arrange it for you, but you'll still have to pay for it yourself!"
Zhang Yunbao chuckled and said.
"You are talking nonsense, how can I let you go?"
Chen Yun rolled his eyes and said.
Two days later.
Blue sky, white clouds, and a gentle breeze blowing across my face.
It was a very nice day and the streets were bustling with people.
Chen Yun and Zhang Yunbao, who had already changed their appearance, entered a hidden alley together.
To the front.
I saw a wide wooden door.
It looked very shabby. Two beggar-like people were squatting by the door, dozing with their eyes half closed.
When Zhang Yunbao and Chen Yun walked in, Zhang Yunbao gave the beggar a piece of red paper.
The beggar took a look, stuffed the red paper into his arms, and didn't look at the two people again.
"What did you give me just now?" Chen Yun asked.
"Tickets." Zhang Yunbao said in a low voice, "If you want to attend this secret meeting, you need a ticket."
"Isn't the auction house yours?" Chen Yun asked.
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