Hanging on the rattan wall outside is just a hundred pieces. Look at the corridor one by one. At the end of the corridor, the other side is the real exchange, where you can find a higher level through the shopkeepers.
Zhang Shun’s breath is convenient for all people to explain one by one. "There are nearly one-tenth treasures of our pavilion, Tian Xinghai, for more than a thousand years. If you are interested, you can watch them at will. After the test, there is a special martial arts hall for you to make."
When he said this, all the elite brothers except Li Xun were heartbroken. On weekdays, it is difficult to see one of these treasures, but now there are hundreds of them in front of them. It is good for them to choose at will even if they don’t buy them for addiction.
"On the second floor, there are five super craftsmen in Qian Fan City who are customizing and repairing all kinds of magic weapons. Although they can’t make excellent things for a while because of the time materials, they can customize some gadgets. Although the power is not great, it is quite real."
"If you have damaged the magic weapon of the fairy sword in wartime, you can also repair it here. Like Ji Xian, you are here to find the master of public loss to use the sword to remove filth and pollution."
"get rid of filth?"
On this question, Zhang Shun smiled and bowed his head. "Please discuss the fairy for further information. According to the rules, I shouldn’t say that I saw you fairy belong to a kindred spirit … Please come here."
Rules? Li Xun thought for a moment and asked a key question: "The craftsmen in Qianbaoge’s collection of Qian Fan City are the top in this field. I want to trade at a high price, but I don’t know what your trading price is?"
Zhang Shun responded fluently that "Tong Xuan’s world is full of monks and real people, so there is an appraisal room behind this hall. From this world, the respected bachelor sits in the town to evaluate the price and seek justice. All herbal pills, mineral spirits, sword magic weapons and rare birds and animals can’t be bought and sold at a low price, so it is impossible to exchange one more, one more and more."
After a short pause, he said in a low voice, "Even some unique sword tactics of practice can also evaluate the transaction to see if the guests are willing."
Om to a Luo Yuji and others can’t help but marvel at the spin and discuss the scene with each other for a while.
In fact, this kind of barter thing is also a practice in this world. It is probably the first time that rules and regulations can be formed like Baigongtang, and they are released aboveboard and implemented as a whole.
At first, the elite brothers still discussed whether this method was appropriate, but later they pointed to the novel means of Qianbaoge and Qian Fan City. "Is this still like practicing sects?"
During the discussion, everyone climbed to the second floor, and it was much more spacious and spacious than the surface. According to Zhang Shun, there were only five rest rooms for your masters. He led people to Room No.2, Jiazi, located in the cloister on the right, and rang the bell pan outside the door.
A boy was shocked to see so many people outside. "Why is business so good today?"
The export flavor has already had some merchant flavor, but Zhang Shun smiled apologetically. "This is the invitation of the owner of the cabinet to visit the Taoist friends of the various schools who lost the sword."
"Do you treat the master refiner as a monkey?"
On the surface, Tonger looks proud and old-fashioned at the age of eleven or twelve. Fortunately, he can become a new generation of elite monks of all factions. He knows that he has more scruples about making swords and rules, but he is even more famous as a master who loses.
As soon as the eyes were slightly exchanged, there were two people who wanted to go for a stroll. This call should be made later. Curious Luo Yuji accompanied Gu Xun’s son to go in and observe the remaining seven people. Mei Jieshou was led by Zhang Shun to wander to the first floor. It was just a wish, and maybe he could buy two magic weapons.
Tong saw that the number of people was less than half, and his tone slowed down. "Come in, don’t talk casually inside, there’s nothing beside the master to ruin your martial uncle’s sword. Who should blame?"
As soon as this was said, Li Xun knew that this was an elder. When he dared not neglect another ceremony, two women entered the door.
The layout in the room is very simple, but all the objects have a history, that is, the soundproof baffle is also good. The room is made of pure rhinoceros wood and it is quiet until the child hits the side door.
"… the former owner of this sword died violently, but her resentment has sunk into the water, and then she was killed by blood. If she wants to clear the diplomatic attack, she must be guided by the ofuda technique. However, such Shaqi is quite unfavorable to you, the sword holder."
Tong’s notification in the direction of this passage has been reported to three people, and the lost master Fang lightly agreed to Li Xun, so he had to become a master.
Walking into the door, there is a quiet room, beds and chairs, and there are two futons occupied by Ji and a middle-aged man with gray hair and beard.
Ji turned his back to the door, but his face badge smiled and motioned for three people to sit behind her. Li Xun didn’t speak. He saluted the public loss master a little, and sat silently. Luo Yuji obviously knew the master and called "Uncle" sweetly, then he took Gu Qiaoer to sit on the public loss master’s serious face. He still said to Ji, "You want to keep this sword’s unique effect, but I can promise, but you must know that there are always some flaws in emergency measures."
From the response, "I can’t think of so many wars. Besides, I have to deal with this war and then find a master to try to eliminate hidden dangers."
"War is a matter of life and death. It’s not that easy for you to cope with the past!" The master of public loss sneered at Liang and no longer advised the boy to order, "It’s time for you to bring it when the sword is soaked in the three Yangquan."
Tong Er answered the door, went out, leaned slightly and said, "Thank you, Master."
The loser shook his head and said nothing, but Li Xun was quite uneasy and ignored the courtesy, then said softly, "Fourth Martial Uncle’s sword …"
Ji also shook his head like a master loser and added the word "hinder"
Looking at Ji’s hair shaking slightly because he shook his head, Li Xun somehow lost his mind, and it was hard to explain. It felt like a dark cloud silently covering his heart.
Simply put, this is a very ominous induction.
He was a little uneasy in his heart, but it was the first time that he had such a strong feeling after cutting the Excalibur, but he was puzzled by his theory, and the strong sense of threat in this fog together made him fidget and his heart beat disorderly
At this time, the master of public loss once again said, "I need to wake you up. It is by no means a coincidence that this sword is defiled by blood, but it is impossible for The Hunger to deliberately do so."
"It’s the master. I know."
This kind of speech is more understated than the response. The master heard that he really didn’t talk. Li Xun felt very uncomfortable like a cat scratching. At this time, Luo Yuji finally couldn’t resist her curiosity and asked, "Isn’t Uncle Ji’s sword the first snow?" What’s special about it besides the aura and the peak? "
What she asked was that Li Xun wanted to know, but before she could respond, the child had come in with a sword, and everyone’s attention was focused on the sword with special effects.
Li Xun was dazed at first sight when he saw the sword, and then he exclaimed, "Fourth Martial Uncle, you changed your sword!"
"Why isn’t it the first snow?" Luo Yuji was also very surprised.
For a swordsman, the sword with him is different from the second life, that is, the weapon is tempered by his own breath and blood. When the quenching reaches a certain temperature, no magic weapon can be compared.
Even if the sword master of Xin Jianzong is famous for refining his sword and refining his gas, he can suddenly change his sword at the stage of repairing and forming, and it can’t be said that the quality of a man’s sword does not affect his own strength and is unfavorable to his future practice.
Looking back, I said lightly, "Don’t affect the master worker."
"Why don’t I think it’s better for them to advise you?" The master said, taking the sword and reaching for the dark scabbard, and stroking it gently at a very slow speed, which seemed to leave room for Li Xun and others to talk.
Encouraged by this, Luo Yuji cried with great energy and said, "I think this sword is generous and different from the normal state. I think the sword is heavy and martial uncle’s swordsmanship is out of tune. Martial uncle’s first snow sword is already excellent, and it will be replaced temporarily."
Xiao Ni’s statement is quite knowledgeable, but if you want to convince Ji, you are still far-sighted and smile. Luo Yuji is a little angry and finds that Li Xun is looking at the sword without saying a word. He is greatly annoyed and beats him. "You can’t stay out of it, Lingzhu Junior Brother."
Li Xun was a little too intimate for her, so she woke up with a punch and opened her mouth to talk. She suddenly changed her sentence, "What sword is that?"
"What sword?" Luo Yuji woke up and found herself a little abrupt. If this sword is a newly earthly fairy sword, can people steal it for themselves? She blushed at the thought and looked intently.
At this time, the master of public loss also held the hilt and slowly pulled the sword out of its sheath. He deliberately breathed shock wave and rang a room with an echo.
At this moment, you can see that the origin of Luo Yuji’s family is not an ordinary straw bag. She was caught by the sword and mang and immediately called out "Pojun Xianjian!"
Li Jue’s heart sank, and it will be confirmed in the future that Luo Yuji has recited the sword tactic: "If the mountain is like a star, if Changhong Tianxing blocks Pojun’s cold front, that’s right. This is Pojun’s fairy sword."
Speaking of this, she was suddenly startled. "Pojun’s fairy sword should be the nine-day star sword array of Xing Ji Jian Zong. It seems that the sword held by the late Yun Xing fell into the hands of Uncle Ji?"
"Pojun Pojun …"
The skin temperature of this familiar sword name, which Li Xun crooned, dropped point by point.
At this time, the master of public loss has made Pojun Xianjian come out of its sheath and caress the sharp blade in the cold light, and his hand was swept by firm but gentle, and more than ten tiny wounds were cracked, and the blood oozed from the wounds and flowed to the blade.
"Pojun Fairy Sword is a generation of sword-casting master Mei Ku, who was proud of it thousands of years ago. When he first entered Xingji Jianzong, he invested in Qian Fan City to learn the sword-casting technique. He also won the title of’ Pojun’ for the Star Iron Embryo Sword."
The master of public loss spoke in a low voice, but he was heard all over the room. He dragged blood and smeared the blade to form an unrecognizable symbol.
All the monks in the room can feel that there seems to be a layer of fierce rage roaring and moving intention rushing out of the blade as they watch the ofuda complete one by one.
"Pojun’s sword soul leads the stars and stars to flow, which is connected with human qi and blood texture. The wounded by this sword are illuminated by fierce stars in this life and in this life. It is reported that the holder of this sword can look for opportunities to arouse the fierce stars to help kill the target. It is rare in this world that the weapon in the fairy sword is used."