Pure Yang Sword Sovereign

Chapter 7 Seven Mysterious Evil Sword Bixia Monk
It's just that later he was tired of Confucianism and Taoism, and refused to learn. Ling Zhen gave him a hard lesson, thinking that antiques were also the cause of his depression, so he was forbidden to hang around Xuanwu Street again. The money also dropped sharply from the previous 30 taels to ten taels.

These ten taels of silver are enough for a year's life in an ordinary family, but Ling Chong has always liked rare things and was used to spending money lavishly, this time it killed him, and he really fell silent for a while.Later, the old lady couldn't bear it, and secretly gave him a lot of silver taels, so that Ling Chong had more money. This time, he took all his belongings, 2000 taels of silver, to buy a high-quality ancient sword for him to practice. Practice fencing.

Ling Chong followed the assistant straight up to the third floor. The objects displayed on the third floor were much less than those on the first floor, but they were more delicate and priceless.Upstairs, there were two or three people quietly playing with antiques in their hands. A black and thin middle-aged man stood beside him, explaining a few words from time to time. He raised his eyes and saw Ling Chong coming up. It’s rare that I haven’t been here for a while, and it just happened that the little one just bought a batch of good things the day before yesterday, have you always looked at it?”

Although Ling Chong was young, he was very mature at this time, and he waved his hand: "No need, I learned that skill from the shopkeeper. I came here today just to buy a good ancient sword, and nothing else Look. Let's make an agreement, as long as I have seen blood and killed the ancient sword of the enemy, I don't want those bastards that a scholar-official wears on his waist!"

It has been a thousand years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and the high-ranking officials and nobles have lost the vigor to drive out the Tartars. Even many scholars and students have relaxed themselves. A long sword is placed on the facade.Those swords are all specially made, some are just a thin layer of iron, and some are simply wooden swords.Ling Chong is already regarded as a master of contemporary swordsmanship and a scholar, and he can't get used to this kind of atmosphere, so he has this sentence.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Well, since the second young master has ordered it, don't worry. Second son, why don't you bring all the good swords in our treasury for the second young master to judge? We must pick the ones that have really been sharpened and seen blood! Second Young Master, you and I go to the quiet room for a cup of hot tea, and it won't be too late for us to take a look."

The Ling family is the big customer of this Treasure Pavilion, and they spend [-] or [-] silver every year, so how dare they offend the Second Young Master?Ling Chong nodded, and sat down in a quiet room with the shopkeeper. The maidservant brewed good tea, and just took a sip when the second clerk came in, holding three long swords in his hand.

The three long swords are all three feet long, one bronze sword, one fine steel sword, and the other one is actually made of white jade.The shopkeeper picked up the long bronze sword and said with a smile, "Second Young Master, it is said that this sword of the King of Yue is the sword of a monarch in ancient times. It is still astonishingly sharp after thousands of years." Ling Chong reached out to take it, gently With a light shake, the blade made a buzzing sound. This hand is already a very good internal strength cultivation. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper and the assistant knew nothing about martial arts, so they thought it was Ling Chong's amazing physical strength.Ling Chong took a sword flower, put down the bronze sword again, and shook his head: "No!" The shopkeeper asked, "Why is it wrong?" Ling Chong said, "It doesn't feel right." The shopkeeper and the waiter looked at each other, and took the other A steel sword.Ling Chong made a sword formula and pointed at Tiannan obliquely. The tip of the sword trembled three times. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then shook his head still.The shopkeeper's small eyes blinked, and he handed over the jade sword again. This time Ling Chong didn't answer the connection, and just shook his head.

He has an extraordinary talent for swordsmanship and sword weapons since he was a child. He can learn all kinds of sword moves at once. No matter what kind of sword weapon, he can tell the pros and cons at a glance.He usually seems to be a smiling young man from a rich family who doesn't care about trivial matters. Once he has a sword in his hand, his heart will immediately rise, overwhelming Xiao Han, no matter what kind of hardships and hardships he can't stop him.Ling Chong thought it was because of his stubborn nature, and he didn't take it to heart. Who knew that this was the one-of-a-kind psychic sword heart, which is a must-have for a swordsman. Monk San'an could tell his difference at a glance. It is because of his quality that he has to be admitted to the Langa Temple. Otherwise, what kind of family is the Langa Temple, which is the supreme inheritance of ignorance and life and death. How can he look at a rich young master?It's just that the precious jade has not been cut, and Ling Chong's family doesn't know it yet.

Sweat was dripping on the shopkeeper's forehead, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and asked, "Second Young Master, are there any flaws in these three long swords, are they even counterfeit?" It cost him no less than 2 taels of silver to get it. Seeing Ling Chong shook his head one by one, he thought it was flawed, or even accepted a fake.The most taboo thing in the antique business is that the tricks are not clear. If the three swords are all fakes after taking Xibei goods back, Zangbao Pavilion will not only go bankrupt, but it will also hurt its muscles and bones.

Ling Chong shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid, the shopkeeper. These three long swords are mottled with ancient relics. They are undoubtedly ancient relics of thousands of years. They are definitely not fakes. It's just that they are not what I want." Breaking into a sweat, he asked nervously, "What exactly does the second young master want?" Ling Chong smiled, "Why is the shopkeeper so confused? Didn't I tell you just now that I want to buy a long sword and sharpen it?" The iron is like mud, who has cut a knife and seen blood?"

The shopkeeper took a deep breath, and muttered: "Aren't these three?" Ling Chong shook his head: "No. Shopkeeper, do you have any other swords here? What I want is to have a fierce spirit and be able to bear it The sword that I poured my internal energy into to kill the enemy is not a valuable antique, it can only be played with and has no practical use."

The shopkeeper let out a breath, and said with a smile: "I see, I know what Er Shao wants! Er son, go, get that evil sword." The guy shivered, shrank his head and said, "That sword Evil sword? I don't dare to go, shopkeeper, shopkeeper, you should go." The shopkeeper raised his leg and kicked him, cursing: "Useless things, I spent money to support you! Take a broken sword You don't even dare!" Having said that, his upper and lower teeth also started to fight.

Ling Chong became interested and asked: "Shopkeeper, what is the matter with that evil sword? Why is it called an evil sword? Since it is an evil sword, why do you still keep it and not get rid of it as soon as possible?" The shopkeeper said with a sad face "The second young master didn't know something. It was because I was fascinated by ghosts for a while. Someone came to pawn the evil sword back then. I saw that the sword was extremely sharp and it was a treasured sword, so I used 800 taels to top it off. Who would have thought that the sword would be so sharp?" If you get it, my Zangbao Pavilion is full of evil things, and ghosts crying in the middle of the night, minor disasters and minor disasters come second. The year before last, my cheap wife gave birth to a dystocia and collapsed, so I invited three of the best bosses in the city. After consultation with doctors, one life was barely recovered, but the child was gone.”

Ling Chong nodded, he also knew about this matter, Ling Zhen ordered Wang Chao to send some silver taels to the Zangbao Pavilion the year before last, as a token of his appreciation.The shopkeeper said again: "The master of your mansion also sent over silver taels. This kindness is small and engraved in my heart. After this incident, I just recalled it. Don't let there be some evil things in the house that disturb the house. So I spent 3000 taels of silver and went to Bixia Temple to ask the old monk Bixia to come down the mountain. He walked around my treasure pavilion, pointed to the sword, and said that the sword is extremely evil, and it is an evil thing. It has been a long time since I came to my house, and it has matched my fate. If it is destroyed rashly, even I will die. Only when I meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty and overcome evil with righteousness, then not only will I be fine, but my fortune will continue."

(End of this chapter)