The sword is the devil

Chapter 49 The Second Life
After gathering in Dafenglou, Hou Tiao also took advantage of the opportunity to enter the circle of fellow villagers in the Anhehui. Although he did not participate in their daily activities, there was still a figure like him in the fellowship.

He also figured it out, circles cannot be avoided, and people must have circles when they are alive. Relatively speaking, organizations like the Township Party can be said to be the loosest, most natural, and least existential circles.

It also looks more natural.

After dinner, Gu Weixin and the others still had things to do, while he strolled to the largest Xiuzhenfang City Street in Jincheng.

Some things must be prepared.

Xiuzhenfang City is an unavoidable hurdle for practitioners. All resources in the process of cultivation need to be allocated here, sell what you have left, and buy what you need urgently.No one can dabble in all aspects of cultivation, and no one can be completely self-sufficient, so every large city has a similar place, which is the only place for practitioners to consume.

This street in Jincheng is the most prosperous area in Dafengyuan, with the most complete varieties of cultivation and the most abundant resources. As long as you have enough spirit stones, there is nothing you can't buy here.

It was also the first time for Hou Tiao to come here, and as soon as he set foot, he felt the smell of spirit stones floating in the air; monks came and went around him, and he didn't know that there were so many monks in this world. No, but here is like a crucian carp crossing the river, but mortals are rarely seen here.

It was only when he came here that he felt that his realm was not that low. Most of the people walking around the streets were of pulsating qi entrainment, and he still felt condescending here.

There are big and small workshops, but the professional distinction is very detailed. Basically, those who sell pills will never sell charms, those who sell charms will never sell utensils, and those who sell utensils will never sell books. thing.

He didn't see a comprehensive Dafang shop, which may be a feature of Jincheng. After all, this is not a majestic city like Yujing Shendu, and the audience has a ceiling.

What he was looking for was Utensil Square City. In terms of varieties on this street, there are the most pill shops, followed by talisman shops, then utensil shops, and lastly kung fu shops... The reason is very simple, pills and talismans are all consumables, and the demand is not high. Absolutely; utensils have a much longer service life, as for skills, they can be used for a lifetime.

Walked along the street, observed for a while, and chose a cold shop named Shangshangpin. From the name, it can be seen that this is a shop that follows the boutique route. Based on his life experience, it is the place that bottom-level monks like to go to the most. It may not be a good place, it may indeed be cheap, but the quality is also worrying. Quantity and quality are not the same concept.

After entering the shop, no one came to entertain him, giving him a chance to carefully look at the display of the shop;

The utensils in the counter were full of beautiful things, magic tools, arrays, puppets, etc. He just glanced at them, but he didn't take them into his heart. He knew what he really needed.

There is a whole row of walls, and the walls are full of swords, all of which are refined from different cultivation materials, and the quality of them is very different from ordinary products.

This is the purpose of his coming here, he needs a good sword; since it has been determined that the current development is mainly based on swordsmanship, the swords given by the sect are not enough, this is the choice that every good swordsman will make .

The innkeeper is an old man, standing quietly beside him about ten feet away, without saying a word; this is an old man who understands the psychology of a swordsman very well, knowing that when a swordsman looks at a sword weapon, it is like a man admiring a beauty, The most annoying thing is someone talking behind your back.

Hou Tiao looked around and found that more than half of the swords had the attributes of the five elements, which is also the mainstream hobby of low-level monks; their current realm does not have the ability of the five elements, and they can only manipulate the five elements after reaching the Tongxuan realm, so In order to increase the power of attributes during battle, a sword with the power of the five elements will be chosen.

When using it, as long as you inject Gang Qi, the sword will automatically transform into fire, water, gold, ice and other attribute powers, so when the sword light is swung, the flames will fly wildly, and the ice soul will attack people, which can greatly cause additional damage to the opponent. Damage, especially for some monsters with five elements attributes, can play a great restraint role.

This is a shortcut to increase the power of the sword, and it also means that the swordsman gives up on the direction of pure swordsmanship, and each has its own gains and losses.

Hou Tiao waited and watched for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "Old man, I want a non-attribute sword. The sharpness and sturdiness are the most important. The price is around a hundred low-grade spirit stones. Please recommend it for me."

The old man smiled slightly. This is a tacit understanding between sword lovers. There is no bargaining. Buying silver and returning pearls is a respect for the sword. Even if he does not make much money from this business, he can make a good one day. Feeling.

After decades of cultivating Taoism and practicing swords, he has not yet achieved Taoism, but his eyesight is unparalleled; at a glance, he can tell who is really killing people with a sword, and who is just for pretending to be on his waist.

Without hesitation, he took out three sword boxes from under the counter,
Opening the first sword case, "The dragon will return to the sword, the phoenix will not hear the flute... This is Xiao He's sword, it was left by an old friend, and it is placed here with the old man just to wait for a master who is worthy of it."

Then he opened the second sword box, "In the old Jincheng sword, the cold light shot at the bullfighting sword... This is the bullfighting sword, which was left by a true swordsman who died in the city to protect Jincheng!"

Finally opened the third sword box, "I also forgot where this sword came from... The lonely sword is nameless!"

Hou Tiao stretched out his hand, and lightly slid his fingertips across the cold blades of the three long swords, savoring the tales of the swords, as if he could hear their blood and heroism!

There is a fusion of souls between people and swords, sounds meaningless?But after dozens of battles with Sword Soul in the Soul Realm, Hou Tiaozi realized that this was true!It is indescribable, inexplicable, needless to say if you understand it, and you don’t understand it even if you say it.

Just like when he strokes the blades now, it seems as if he can hear their inner voices!Xiao Hejian is lonely, the bullfighting sword devours blood, and the nameless sword is silent!

In the end, the finger rested on the nameless Gu Jian, flicked it lightly, and the sword screamed like a whistle!

Lifting it with one hand and wiping it with the other, "I'm also nameless, so that's it!"

The old man neither praised the guest for his foresight, nor blamed him for being blind, but silently put away the other two long swords. Unfortunately, their owners have not yet appeared.

Hou Niao began to dig out things from the treasure gourd. There were a total of forty spirit stones, 49 Qi-entraining pills in four bottles of medicine pills, and two sets of talismans, all of which were his possessions.

The entraining qi pill is about one spirit stone, and the same is true for the talisman, which means that the value of these objects he has taken out now is around one hundred and twenty spirit stones.

"You paid too much..." the old man reminded him.

"It's your low bid!"

How can there be a price for a sword?If it matches, it is a priceless treasure, but if it doesn't match, it is an iron bar.

...... Inside the box, there is a dragon's cry, and the sound should be injustice.Thousands of gold are worth less than value, but hundred percent is more important than reputation.Shooting a fight is not an act of delusion, and throwing beads is always surprising.Where is the miraculous work, the fetish is sincere and refined.

(End of this chapter)