The photo is of a sexy and cool woman wearing a deep V pajamas sitting behind a desk. This photo fully proves that cuteness is worthless in the face of sexiness.

Almost all the men's eyes were immediately attracted by the half-hidden and half-revealed, almost perfect, great mountain peaks, and they could not move away.

Lao Dao suddenly took the photo back and said, "There is a cute figure on top of the office. Can you tell me what that figure is?"

Lao Dao laughed secretly in his heart: "Boy, if I don't teach you some principles of life, you don't know that I have eaten so many more years than you, so it's not for nothing."

"Is that the figure of a female student in school uniform?" Li Xiu asked.

Lao Dao was stunned when he heard this, and secretly shouted in his heart: "Impossible, how could a man see other things in front of such a beauty? Doesn't this guy like women, or has he seen this before?

You’ve seen the photos so many times that you’ve already become immune?”

Lao Dao couldn't help but ask Li Xiu if he didn't like women, so he looked at the picture and asked, "Besides books, what else is placed on the bookshelf behind the woman?"

"A pot of green plants."

"What colors are the books in the first row of the bookshelf?"

"It's all black and gold."

"What color is the fourth book from the right in the third row?"

"Red book cover with black writing."

"What's the name of the book next to this one?"

"On the left is the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and on the right are the Three Musketeers."

Lao Dao gradually widened his eyes. This is no longer a question of whether he likes women or not. Even if he had seen this photo before, he would not be able to remember so many things.

"Lao Dao, what exactly do you want to tell me?" Li Xiu looked at Lao Dao and asked with a smile.

"The truth, the truth, is to tell you, don't just look around. If you don't look at such a beautiful woman, what kind of nonsense are you looking at? It is because of young people like you that the world's population is getting bigger and bigger.

Young Master..." Lao Dao said bravely.

"Isn't the world's population declining because of excessive life pressure?" Li Xiu said.

"What do you know? No matter how stressful life is, can it be as great as in the war years? At that time, you couldn't even eat, and you still had children." Lao Dao curled his lips and said: "Forget it, if I don't talk about this, I don't mean to teach.

You have both hands, let’s start now.”

"After talking so much about the merits and demerits, I almost forgot about this. What on earth are you going to teach me?" Li Xiuru woke up.

"Of course I'm going to teach you sword skills. I only know this." Lao Dao picked up a bamboo blade and held it in his hand. Suddenly his wrist flicked. Before Li Xiu could see clearly what was going on, the bamboo blade was in front of Li Xiu.

He flicked it on his neck and took it back again.

The whole process was as fast as lightning and nothing could be seen clearly.

"This move is called knife throwing, how about it?" Lao Dao put down Kuaizi and said with some pride.

"Isn't it just using the power of flicking the wrist to achieve the purpose of acceleration? I feel like there is nothing to learn." Li Xiu said with some disappointment.

Lao Dao just couldn't stand Li Xiu's dead look, and snorted coldly and said: "It looks easy, but it's not so easy to learn it. Even if you learn it, it will be even harder to use it in actual combat. You just have to do it

Of course it’s easy to learn anything if you have such a good mouth.”

When Li Xiu heard what Lao Dao said, he picked up the kuaizi on the table. With a flick of his wrist, the kuaizi flicked towards Lao Dao's neck with the phantom.

Although Lao Dao retreated his upper body to avoid Kuai Zi, he looked at Li Xiu as if he had seen a ghost.

"Have you ever practiced knife throwing?" In Lao Dao's opinion, it is impossible to be as smooth and smooth as Li Xiu without three or two years of hard training and extremely high talent.

Li Xiu's knife throwing skills and familiarity were not inferior to him at all.

"Besides this, is there anything else you can teach me?" Li Xiu didn't answer, just looked at Lao Dao and asked.

"Since you have already learned these little gadgets, let me teach you something real." Lao Dao put his hand into his arms and touched it left and right.

Lao Dao touched it for a while but didn't take his hand out, which made Li Xiu wonder if his hand was rubbing mud inside.

Fortunately, Lao Dao finally took out his hand, and there was still a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.

"My sword skills are learned from above. You can take a look for yourself. If you can become an S-level trialist in the future, it may be helpful to you." After finishing speaking, Lao Dao lay down lazily on the rocking chair.

superior.

Li Xiu unfolded the paper and found that it was more like cloth than paper. This thing looked neither hemp nor silk, but like some kind of leather, but it was not that kind of parchment. It was much more delicate than that and also

It is much thinner and no different from ordinary paper.

There is a picture drawn on this piece of paper. The picture is of a knife, a ghost-headed knife that doesn't look very special.

The Ghost Head Sword is known as the knife with the most rugged skin. In ancient times, there were generally no craftsmen who specialized in making it, and the government did not formulate a standard for this kind of knife.

Therefore, most ghost-head knives are privately made by the private sector, and most of their workmanship is not very good. No matter whether they are soldiers or knights, I have never heard of anyone using this kind of knife as a weapon.

In ancient times, the executioners who used the ghost head sword the most were the executioners who carried out beheadings.

The knife in this painting is completely black, and there is nothing special about it. However, if you look closely, you can see that there is an indescribable evil aura. It is obviously just a painting, but it makes people feel chilly when looking at it, as if they are worried about the evil aura.

The ghost-headed sword soaring into the sky flew out of the painting, as if cutting off his head with one blow.

"The ghost-headed sword in this painting is a bit evil." Li Xiu said as he looked at the sword in the painting.

"Of course it's evil. This painting was torn off from the execution platform in front of Tianmen." Lao Dao said with a smile.

"Tianmen? Where is that place?" Li Xiu thought for a while, as if he had never heard of such a place name.

"Tianmen is a gate of trials. There are many weird things inside. If you can meet one of the demon spirits there in your lifetime, it will be regarded as your ancestor's lack of virtue for eight lifetimes, and you are destined to have bad luck in this life.

"

"What kind of demons are so evil?" Li Xiu asked curiously.

"You are still far behind. It is useless to know. Anyway, you are the kind of demon that will die if you see it. Even if you don't die, it will be worse than death. In Tianmen, any demon that comes out is of this level.

, no one can stop him." Lao Dao's eyes were a little blurred, as if he was lost in memories.

"Aren't they just some demon spirits, that is, they are hiding in the trial area. If they ran out, they would have been killed by the magic costume master." Li Xiu said.

"You are still too young." Lao Dao sneered: "Magic costume master? Magic costume master is nothing in front of those demon spirits. Now the status of magic costume master is so high, that's just because there are no truly powerful demon spirits at all.

After rushing out from the door of trial, what comes out now are just garbage that can't even be considered as trash."

"Let's put it this way, it was fine before. If Changshengtian hadn't been standing in front and guarding the gate of the trial in recent years, the world would have been in chaos. Boy, your talent is pretty good. If you have the chance, you can join Changshengtian to see Look, with your talent, you should have the opportunity to come into contact with those things."

At this point, Lao Dao sighed: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's go back to Tianmen. The trial place of Tianmen is extremely weird. After entering, there is a door. The door is as huge as a mountain, and it is almost impossible to see it. Before reaching the end, the door was tightly closed. There was a execution platform in front of the door. There was a stone tablet on the platform, and this painting was hung on the stone tablet."

"It sounds like this painting has a lot of history. Do you really want to give it to me?" Li Xiu asked in surprise.

The two had just met and had no close friendship, so why did Lao Dao suddenly give him such a valuable thing? This made Li Xiu a little suspicious as to what Lao Dao had any intentions.

"No need to guess. This painting is correct, but it is just a replica. I don't have the real original." Lao Dao said with a smile.

"It turns out it's a fake. Where is the real original painting?" Li Xiu asked curiously.

"It's still hanging on the execution platform in front of Tianmen. When we took the painting out, we almost caused a huge disaster. Fortunately, we hung it back up in time, so we didn't cause a big mess. But since then, the painting has also been hanging on the Tianmen side. It's not very smooth." Lao Dao said and sighed again: "At that time, we asked someone to copy several paintings, and this one was one of them. My sword skills were learned from it. But I You have seen the original picture, but if you have not seen the original picture and only look at this imitation, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"Some of them look good, so I'll accept them without mercy. Thank you." Li Xiu admired them for a while, then folded the paper and put it in his backpack.

This paper is very special. It is almost crumpled into a ball in Lao Dao's arms. There are no wrinkles after unfolding, so there is no need to worry about damage.

While the two of them were talking, Chu Jun and the four of them had almost finished all the tasks assigned by Lao Dao.

After all, there are two trialists and two magic costume masters working, which is not something ordinary people can compare with.

"These people of yours are pretty good, the two S-class magic equipment masters are pretty good, and the two trialists are pretty good too." Lao Dao glanced at Chu Jun and the others and said.

"It's okay." Li Xiu said casually.

"If you continue to develop like this, sooner or later you will be targeted by those chiefs. If you want to join Changshengtian in the future, I will give you a suggestion." Lao Dao pondered for a moment and then said: "If you want to be in the red, don't be in the black, don't be with anyone. The vice president is involved."

"What does it mean to be in the red but not in the black?" Li Xiu felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Changshengtian invites you to join the membership. There are two types of invitation cards. The red invitation card means inviting you to become an ordinary member, and the black invitation card means inviting you to become a super member." Lao Dao explained.

"Isn't it bad to be a super member? It sounds like the benefits are better and the power is greater. Why is it a red card but not a black card?" What Li Xiu got from the Lord of Red Sand City was the black card.

"The treatment of ordinary members is indeed not very good, and they have no power within the association. However, one advantage of ordinary members is that they do not need to take turns. Super members need to start taking turns." Lao Dao chuckled.

"What is the rotation for?" Li Xiu knew that it might not be as simple as the literal meaning."

"The rotation is when it's your turn. You have to guard the door of trial. If a demon breaks out from the door of trial, you will be the first to bear the brunt." Lao Dao took a sip of tea and moistened it.

Throat continued: "As for why you are not allowed to get involved with those vice-presidents, it's hard to say. When you join the association in the future, you can slowly understand it yourself."

"What should I do if I have received a black invitation card?" Although Li Xiu was not afraid to guard the trial gate, he still wanted to ask clearly.

"You have received a black invitation card. Show it to me. I should have thought long ago that Changshengtian wouldn't pay attention to someone like you." Lao Dao sighed.

Li Xiu took out the black invitation card given to him by the Lord of Hongsha City and handed it to Lao Dao. Lao Dao took it and looked at it carefully. His face suddenly changed: "There is something wrong with this black invitation card."

"What's the problem?" Li Xiu asked confused.

"Only the six presidents of Changshengtian have the power to recruit new members. The others, even the vice presidents, do not have the power to recruit new members. This is a rule set by the president. It has never been changed. No one can violate the president.

I don’t have the guts to set any rules.” Lao Dao turned over the black card and said to Li Xiu: “The invitation cards are all the same style, there is no difference, but there is actually some information hidden on the card, different

The information represents different chiefs, and you only need to show this invitation card to know which chief you have been invited to join."

"Why didn't I see any information on the card?" Li Xiu looked at the card and said with some confusion.
To be continued...