Rebirth of the Legend of the Red Age

Chapter 48, Bronze Sword
This sword gives people a very good feeling, and people can tell at a glance that it is a good sword. However, based on Wang Li's many years of collecting bronze artifacts, this sword is too long. It is difficult to make such a large and long sword with ancient metallurgical technology.

After all, as far as he knew, during the Warring States Period, when bronze swords were most mature, bronze swords under 1 meter long could only be made. This 1.2 meter bronze sword was definitely a modern imitation in the eyes of anyone with a discerning eye.

But in Wang Li's eyes, this is definitely a good sword. With Wang Li's current martial arts, his strength is actually almost the same as that of the legendary national martial arts masters in the Baodan stage. The only difference may be that his internal organs are not strong enough. But in terms of strength, bones, muscles and skin, he is already comparable to the Baodan masters.

Through his blood and qi, he could faintly sense the bloody aura coming from the sword. This must be a sword that has killed many people. Although there was no blood on the sword, Wang Li could still feel its murderous aura.

Seeing that there is no damage on the blade, one can tell that this must be a real sword, a deadly weapon.

So he asked the stall owner: How do you think?
The stall owner replied: One hundred yuan.

Wang Li said: It’s too high.

The stall owner shook his head and said: Not high, this sword is very sharp, although it is not an ancient bronze sword. But its material is very good. I received it from a fellow villager in the mountains. The fellow villager used this sword to chop wood for many years without any damage, so it must be a precious sword.

Wang Li was relieved to see that he did not mistake it for an ancient bronze sword, and suggested to the boss: Let's discuss the price.

The boss made a number eight gesture with his hand.

Wang Li shook his head and said: It’s too expensive.

Comparing to one.

The boss got angry and asked: "Are you sincere? This price is too high!"

Wang Lidao: It's just a little sharper and it's not an antique, so it's worth the price.

The boss said nothing, and finally made a gesture of four. Wang Li hesitated, and made a gesture of two. He said: That's all. If you agree, I'll take it away. If not, you can keep it for fun.

The boss thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wang Li, indicating that the deal was done. Wang Li counted out 20 big black tens from his pocket, which was 200 yuan, and gave them to the boss. He asked the boss to take a piece of cloth, wrap the bronze sword, and put it under his arm and left.

After passing the boss's stall, Wang Li did not continue to hang around in the ghost market, but went straight home. When he got home, he first went to his parents' door and said "I'm home". After getting a response from his father, he went to his room in the third courtyard. After returning to the house, Wang Li took the bronze sword out of the cloth bag and observed it carefully.

He flicked the sword with his right hand, and heard a clanging sound that echoed in the room. If he had flicked it on someone, they would have broken bones and tendons. But the sword was fine, and Wang Li was even more convinced that it was a precious sword.

So he took out a bottle of oil and a deerskin rag from the storage compartment in the corner of the house. These were things he had learned from the ancient books he had collected, and they were very useful for cleaning bronze ware.

He prepared the oil himself. He smeared it on the deerskin and then gently wiped the bronze sword.

After he wiped it repeatedly, the bronze sword had changed a lot since it was first bought. The sword was covered with traces of hammering, like fish scales floating on the sword.

But if you touch it, you will find that the sword is flat and smooth.

The handle of this sword was made into a convex snake scale shape by some craftsman at that time. It should be to prevent slipping and to facilitate use in battle.

The end of the hilt is not the common flat head style, but a round ball.

Wang Li guessed that this should be used for counterweight. After all, the blade of this sword was more than 20 centimeters longer than a normal bronze sword.

Wang Li carefully observed the sword body and hilt, but did not find any inscriptions. This surprised him, because famous swords in ancient times would have inscriptions.

The inscription is either the name of the sword or the mark of the swordsmith who made it. This sword has no inscriptions at all, which may be the reason why others think it is a replica.

Wang Li caressed the sword lovingly and said to the bronze sword: Since you don’t have a name, I will give you one. You will be called Diamond Sword.

After playing with the Vajra Sword for a while, Wang Li took out a large piece of deerskin, wrapped the bronze sword, and put it into a large camphorwood box. He planned to make a scabbard for the sword with huanghuali or golden nanmu when he had time.

(End of this chapter)