Wan Xuandao scolded him and still remained angry and said to his nephew: "Do you know what the price of the yellow-level martial arts map? Don't you know? I tell you, that's ten thousand taels of silver! Even if you sell all my Wan family's property, you can't afford a yellow-level secret book, not to mention that even if you have rich people, you may not be willing to sell it to you."

Li Zhiyun was quite puzzled by the word "yellow level" and asked: "My uncle, what is yellow level?"

After hearing this, Wan couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, thinking that his son really knew nothing about martial arts, so he interrupted and said, "The martial arts map is divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanhuang. The yellow level is the lowest level and the least valuable."

As a woman from a martial arts family in this era, although Wan had never practiced martial arts, she always knew a little about the market of martial arts secrets. This is just like those who did not drink alcohol in later generations also knew that the value of Moutai was a truth.

The Heaven and Earth are Xuanhuang? Li Zhiyun wanted to laugh a little. Isn’t this something made by later fantasy novel writers? In the Sui Dynasty, there was really this level division, so he silently asked the system: “Is the martial arts in our system also divided into the Heaven and Earth are Xuanhuang?”

The female voice of the system replied: "No, the martial arts included in the Xunxia system are all-encompassing and all-in-one. There is only one that applies or not, and there is no distinction between high and low. It is good to be able to defeat the enemy and win."

Wan sighed and said, "Son, don't blame your uncle for being rude. It is impossible for you to get a good boxing technique for him. My mother can't help you. That's right, our Li family has the financial resources, but even if your father really uses a lot of money to buy back any secrets, it's impossible for us mother and uncle to give it to you."

There were few martial arts sects in this era, but there were many aristocratic families and families. Most of the resources for practicing martial arts were controlled by these aristocratic families, including various martial arts secrets and the manufacturing of armor and weapons. Even the royal family also depends on the expressions of these aristocratic families in many things, including the trading activities of martial arts secrets.

The yellow-level martial arts secrets are priced and market-wide, and it only depends on whether the buyer and seller are willing to trade. However, when it reaches the level of the Xuan-level secrets, it becomes a price that may not necessarily have a market. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy the secrets you want. As for the earth-level secrets, it becomes a complete price that has no market. It is something that must not be bought, and it will not be sold if you kill others.

The highest level of martial arts secrets are heaven-level secrets. This kind of thing exists only in legends. Not only is it priceless, but it will not dare to reveal it even if anyone gets it. So if you ask who has heaven-level secrets in this world, there is absolutely no answer, and no one has it.

As mentioned in the previous article, Yu Wen Chengdu, the second son of Yu Wen, did not have advanced martial arts secrets at home, not only did not have heaven-level secrets, but also earth-level secrets. He could only practice some mysterious martial arts, so his martial arts cultivation could never make a leap forward.

For this reason, Yu Culture and the families in search of martial arts world wanted to find a local secret book for their second son, and they had posted a list to buy it for several years, but they have not been able to do it yet.

"Who decided this world Xuanhuang?" Li Zhiyun asked his mother. He wanted to know what level of martial arts he had just learned in this era. At least it must be a yellow-level martial arts? Wouldn't that be sold for ten thousand taels of silver?

Future people from later generations always have a natural business awareness, and Li Zhiyun is of course no exception.

Wan shook his head, turned to Wan Xuandao and said, "I don't know, Xuandao, do you know?"

Wan Xuandao also shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This is how it has been circulated in the martial arts world anyway."

Li Zhiyun said: "What is the level of the thirty-six clutch hands my elder brother taught you?"

Wan Xuandao thought of these thirty-six tricks and did not make a single attack, and said, "That's a yellow-level martial arts. Why do you ask this? You can't practice martial arts..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the previous words of Li Zhiyun, and said disdainfully: "You said you asked me to hand over the two brothers Yuwen Chenglong to you? Not to mention Yuwen Chenglong, it is Yuwen Chengxiang. He can beat you twenty like you. He has seen bragging people, but never seen you brag like this! Do you still know what your surname is?"

The more Wan Xuandao said it, the more unpleasant he heard, Li Zhiyun was not angry, and just let Wan Xuandao criticize him.

It is normal for me to know my skills to prove it, and before it is proved, I can only leave the impression of others as a weak boy who knows martial arts, or even a lustful person who peeps at a woman to take a bath. I only need to understand the martial arts skills of several brothers in my family and the overview of the contemporary martial arts from Wan Xuandao.

Li Zhiyun was so embarrassed and annoyed, but Wan couldn't help but feel a little fever on her face. However, her uncle taught her nephew a lesson, and it was hard for her to interrupt. The key is that Wan Xuandao said everything was related to martial arts. Although she did not understand martial arts, she recognized her younger brother's authority in this regard, so she allowed her younger brother to continue teaching her son a lesson.

Perhaps because of Li Zhiyun's calm and undisputed attitude, Wan Xuandao became bored as he spoke. He snorted coldly and wanted to turn around and go out. Suddenly, someone shouted loudly in the yard outside the door: "Li Zhiyun, where are you, a lewd man? Since you have woken up, don't get out for me! Isn't it that you have no shame to see someone?"

Li Zhiyun, who had no past memories, could not hear who the sound was outside, but could hear that the man's voice was around sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wondering if Li Shimin came to settle the score with him, but the man kicked open the door and broke in, but he was a handsome scholar.

The scholar entered the house and saw Li Zhiyun lying on the bed, and said angrily: "Li Zhiyun, you are still ashamed to live? I was so sorry that I talked to you about poetry and essays, but I didn't expect you to be such a human-faced and beast-hearted thing. How could you have the nerve to do such shameless things?"

While speaking, the scholar strode to the bed, reached out to grab the collar of Li Zhiyun's chest, and said, "Today I will cut my robe with you. From now on, you and I will return to the road, and the bridge will return to the bridge, but before cutting the robe with you and the righteousness will be cut, you must take a punch!"

"Young Master Changsun calmed down!" Wan hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Zhiyun is extremely injured and has just woken up. It's not too late to wait for him to take care of him for a few days!"

Li Zhiyun did not know the person who came, but Wan and Wan Xuandao knew each other. This person was Guanyinbi's biological brother Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji and Li Shimin were about the same age and were close friends. He also married Li Shimin to his sister Guanyin Bi.

Changsun Wuji often came to Li Shimin to compete in martial arts. He was both civil and military. He was not only good at martial arts, but also proficient in poetry, lyrics and songs. Although Li Shimin could also play in literature, he was quite inferior in literary talent, so Changsun Wuji occasionally came to Li Zhiyun to discuss poetry and essays.

Because only Li Zhiyun in the Duke of Tang Dynasty's mansion specializes in literature, he is much better than Li Shimin, who focuses on martial arts. He is quite familiar with Changsun Wuji, and the two can be regarded as literary friends and pen pals.

Changsun Wuji was furious for three days. His sister suffered such grievances in the Duke of Tang's Mansion. The culprit was his literary friend. He couldn't swallow his tone. He came to the Duke of Tang's Mansion every day. When Li Zhiyun woke up, he had to question in person, why did you, Li Zhiyun, do such a beastly thing?

Until today, the servants in the mansion reported to Li Shimin that Li Zhiyun was awake and asked Wan Xuandao to talk about the matter. After hearing this, Changsun Wuji could no longer hold back and rushed over angrily.

Logically, the younger sister was bullied and the brother came to find a place. In any case, it cannot be said that Changsun Wuji was too much. But how could Wan be willing to let others beat the seriously injured son in front of him? Therefore, he had to go forward to stop him.

Changsun Wuji was furious and could not give Wan a concubine face? He used a trick of walking around the flower and then swayed over Wan, and only shook Wan to fall down. Seeing that the forehead was about to hit the pillar on the head of the bed.
Chapter completed!