After leading the fairies to ascend, the male lead of Shuangwen went blind from crying

Chapter 18 The North
The place where Zhang Qifeng sells swords is the Qihuoju in Wushuang City. The reason why he came to Wushuang City is because he received a few orders for weapons from Fenglaimen Junior Sisters, and came to deliver the goods after making them.

Because of the "Yidianxiang" refined by the disciples of Izumo Island, Qihuoju has become famous for a short period of time, and the business is very hot.

In order to sell the scrap metal at a good price, Zhang Qifeng naturally went to Qihuoju after delivering the goods.

Qihuoju didn't accept all his things, but picked out some that were eye-catching, and Zhang Qifeng sold the rest to another shop at a low price.

However, when he returned to Qiyao Mountain after finishing his work, Zhang Qifeng faced the wrath of Master Wanren Zhenjun——

"You son of a bitch, I practiced the sword!"

Zhang Qifeng was stunned, "Sword? What sword?"

"It must be a sword made with that new material for my master!"

"Isn't it the blue one? I left it in the refining room for you." Zhang Qifeng was puzzled, but thought that the blue sword was very handsome, so he gave a thumbs up flatteringly, "Master, can you give me a thumbs up?" That's amazing, that blue sword is really cool!"

"Cool your head! That blue sword is a congratulatory gift from Lao Tzu to an old friend of Gui Yuanzong. He has just accepted a closed disciple with excellent qualifications. This sword is for his disciple." Wan Ren Zhenjun spit Stars fly straight.

Zhang Qifeng was dumbfounded, "What do you mean?? Isn't that sword..."

"Of course not, you villain! The sword made of special material is all black and light in weight, and there is a small calming bead inlaid at the lower end of the scabbard! Tell me, where can you get it for me?" Already?!"

"..."

What can I do.

Isn't it sold yet?

Zhang Qifeng, who had been scolded by his master for an hour, had to come out to look for a sword. He vaguely remembered that there was a sword inlaid with calming beads, but in his impression, it was really ordinary, and it didn't look like it was worth money.

At least from the outside, it was far worse than Gui Yuanzong's blue sword.

Although the Dingshenzhu is considered a little precious, it is nothing to Master, a well-known master craftsman in the continent, otherwise Zhang Qifeng might take a few glances at the black sword because of the Dingshenzhu's face, It won't be sold easily either.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Zhang Qifeng found the shopkeeper of Qihuoju. Because he checked the condition of each sword in turn during the valuation, the shopkeeper still had some impressions of it, and even remembered that it was hung on the wall to the left.

But now Zhang Qifeng knew that the sword was gone!
"How much did you sell that sword for?" He asked the buddy in a trembling voice.

"Hmm...five hundred spars...low grade." The man recalled.

Zhang Qifeng's face turned pale, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and almost uncontrollably took a few steps back, almost sitting down on the ground.

Five hundred low-grade crystals!

Master spent 1000 yuan on top-grade spar just to get that piece of material!

And 1 high-grade spar can be exchanged for 100 middle-grade spar, that is, 10000 low-grade spar.

Rounding up, it is a free gift!
"Why did you only sell 500 low-grade crystals? There is clearly a calming bead on it!" Zhang Qifeng shouted with a distorted expression, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe.

The pearl is covered with dust, and the sword is sold at a low price. That is the master's painstaking efforts for three months!
Not only is it a waste of time and the high cost of buying materials, but in order to study it, Master destroyed countless precious materials during the refining process. The price of the sword is probably more than twenty times that of the raw materials!

But it only sold a mere 500 low-grade crystals!

"Of course it was more than this price, but its scabbard was picked by another customer, so I sold it separately." The man explained, "The calming bead is on the scabbard, and the scabbard is gone." , of course the ordinary heavy black iron sword cannot be sold at a high price."

Even the [-] crystal stones, the buddy felt that the shop was selling too much, and he didn't know how the female cultivator liked it.

At first glance, it is ignorant.

"Heavy Xuan Iron Sword!" Zhang Qifeng gritted his teeth.

He really wanted to say: Who told you that it was the heavy black iron sword!

But thinking about it again, I seem to have mistaken that sword for the heavy black iron sword...

Even the eldest disciple himself didn't recognize him, so it's no wonder that the guy would sell it cheap.

Then, Zhang Qifeng thought of the monk who bought the scabbard——

This person fell in love with the scabbard, but gave up the sword. If he knew what kind of treasure he was giving up, he wouldn't know how to beat his chest.

"Do you remember what the man who bought the sword looked like?" Zhang Qifeng asked.

The clerk looked blank, and shook his head without thinking, "Our shop is so good, how can we remember who bought something? I have no impression of that person's appearance."

"Think about it again." Zhang Qifeng frowned.

The guy still shook his head, "I don't know, stop blocking me from doing business."

Zhang Qifeng left dejectedly, and after he left, the assistant let out a sigh of relief.

Who bought it?Of course he did.

But one is that the female cultivator didn't show her face, and the other is that the guy doesn't want to cause trouble, so he doesn't intend to meddle in their affairs at all.

Otherwise, if the matter got out, the female cultivator knew that she had slipped her words, so what should she do if she came to trouble him?
So, he doesn't remember it.

Zhang Qifeng stood alone on the street, feeling abandoned by the whole continent.

This time he caused too much trouble, he didn't dare to go back to the sect to face his master.

Even the master would not punish himself too harshly, but he had no face to face it.

Wiping his face, the downcast Zhang Qifeng planned not to return to the sect until he found the sword.

He carefully took out a red string from his cuff. The red string was shaped like a "ten", the middle part was connected together, and the other four ends had long tails.

Holding the red rope, Zhang Qifeng muttered in a low voice——

"Knotting a rope and asking for a hexagram - let's go!"

As if randomly knotting a rope, Zhang Qifeng's hands flew like lightning, the speed was extremely fast, even if someone was staring at him, he couldn't see every movement of him clearly.

After the knot was finished, Zhang Qifeng looked at the longest tail left.

This tail is facing a direction.

"North... it's just you."

Stretching out his hand for a little bit of the red rope, the messy knot recovered in a second, Zhang Qifeng put it away, and then resolutely walked towards the north.

And the north... is the direction where the Tianji Sect is located.

Tianji sect.

Younger junior sister A Yao was annoyed by the quarrels of Master Ning Xin, but another disciple Jiang You had already retreated, so it was difficult to send A Yao to other places.

Suddenly, Ning Xin's eyes lit up.

"Ayao, do you know Qianyan?"

"Brother Qianyan? I know." A Yao replied with his head tilted.

(End of this chapter)