Chapter 257

Under the leadership of Qin Luo, the two entered the martial arts tower together.

There are not many people in the martial arts tower. There are only more than ten people in all. They are studying martial arts with their own skills in their hands. They look up from time to time and think about something. Sometimes they smile and wonder. They don't know what they are thinking about.

"The martial arts tower is divided into nine layers. The basic martial arts are all put in the first, second and third layers. The fourth, fifth and sixth layers are low-level martial arts, the seventh and eighth layers are middle level martial arts, and the ninth layer is high-level martial arts."

"The martial arts here are useless for you. Let's go to the fourth level."

With that, he took ye Ziheng and walked upstairs to the fourth floor.

Compared with the first level, the number of people in the fourth level is not less, but also increased. It seems that there are at least fifty or sixty people. When Qin Luo and ye Ziheng walk by, these disciples will bow their heads and say "Hello elder martial sister Qin".

Qin Luo naturally smiled and nodded.

"Well, what kind of martial arts do you want?"

Qin Luo looks at ye Ziheng and asks.

"Sword and gun skills."

Ye Ziheng said. Sword skill is a type that he contacts more at present, and gun skill is because he has a "dazzle explosive gun", so we can't waste this magic weapon.

"Sword skill and gun skill? OK, let's go to the fifth level."

"Not on the fourth floor?"

Asked ye Ziheng.

"No, all the martial arts on the fourth floor are boxing, palming and leg techniques. Only the fifth floor can play swords, spears, swords and halberds."

"What about the sixth floor?"

"Body and fingering."

"Oh."

Ye Ziheng nodded, and then they went up to the fifth floor.

Compared with the people on the fourth floor, the people on the fifth floor are down a large part again. There are less than ten people in total. They walk back and forth there, their faces are often tangled.

"Sister Luo, why are there so few people on the fifth floor?"

Ye Ziheng asked curiously.

Qin Luo shrugged.

"It's necessary to have a magic weapon to practice weapon skills. Not everyone is like you. There is a real master who can give the magic weapon at will."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng smiled awkwardly, but soon realized what he was doing and asked.

"Well, do you have few magic weapons?"

Qin Luo shook his head, but there was a helpless expression on his face.

"It's not that there are few magic weapons in tianxingmen, but in the whole martial arts circle."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng couldn't help being stupefied, and then asked.

"Are there few smelters?"

Qinluo shook his head.

"How to say, it's almost like an alchemist, even more than an alchemist."

"Then why is there a lack of magic?"

Ye Ziheng asked, puzzled.

Qin Luo still shook his head.

"Alas, it's not the key that there are not many people in this thing. The key is that the success rate of refining magic weapons is low. It's too low. Only after refining ten magic weapons can one succeed. Can there be no shortage of magic weapons?"

Then he sighed again.

After hearing this, ye Ziheng suddenly raised a bold plan in his mind, so he turned to look at Qin Luo beside him, with a smile on his face.

"Sister Luo, according to the rules of martial arts circle, how much can a magic weapon cost?"

As soon as Qin Luo heard ye Ziheng's words, he vaguely seemed to understand something. Looking at ye Ziheng, his eyes suddenly changed.