Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 37 Refined Iron Sword

After receiving the two long swords, Zhao Ji carefully sized them up, and found that the difference between ordinary iron swords and refined iron long swords was not small.

Ordinary iron swords, the blade is quite dull, and the blade does not have the feeling of a sharp edge; but the fine iron long sword is different, the blade is dark and shiny, shaking it against the sun, there will be a glint of light from time to time, The blade looks even sharper.

"Refined iron swords are much stronger than ordinary iron swords in terms of quality and sharpness. They can be called magical weapons. In addition, each kind of long sword has a more dazzling shape. You only need to add some money. Then you can get the sword you are satisfied with."

While Zhao Ji was appreciating the two long swords carefully, the buddy said in detail: "Even if you are not satisfied with all the shapes of the long swords, you can still order them, and we promise to finish them within a certain period of time. It’s just that the price is a little bit more expensive.”

"Okay, you don't need to say any more, I want a refined iron sword. As for the shape of the long sword, the more ordinary the better, the one in my hand will do."

After the identification, Zhao Ji waved his hand, interrupting the chattering of the little guy.

Although the price of ordinary iron swords is cheap, the quality is a bit too poor. Zhao Ji has no doubts that a warrior with a little stronger internal energy can break a long sword with just his hands.

The price of refined iron swords is ten times more expensive, but the quality and sharpness are still two blocks away from ordinary iron swords.However, Zhao Ji was still a little dissatisfied, because compared with his alloy soft sword, the fine iron sword was like a rag.

However, Zhao Ji also knew that in such a small rural town, it would be nice to have a blacksmith shop that sells weapons. It is really impossible to dream of having a magical weapon comparable to an alloy soft sword.

"Okay, one fine iron sword handle, and ten taels of silver."

The guy yelled happily.

Ten taels of silver, before, Zhao Ji did not have any, but now, it is nothing, there are at least dozens of taels of silver in that bright red envelope.

"Here, the money and the goods are cleared."

He took out a few broken pieces of silver from the purse, threw it to the guy, and returned the ordinary iron sword to him. Just as Zhao Ji was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Brother Ding, do you need a long sword? Brother Yuan has the Golden Snake Sword, so you don't need it."

Zhao Ji said to Ding Dian and Yuan Chengzhi.

"No, I usually don't need it much."

Ding Dian flatly refused.

Under the disappointing eyes of the little guy, the four of Zhao Ji went out. Zhao Ji, who was carrying a long sword, really had some chivalrous demeanor.

"Brother Zeng, is there a place that sells books in the town? I want to buy two books to relieve my boredom."

After hanging the long sword on the key chain around his waist, Zhao Ji asked Zeng Yu.

"Books, I think about it, it seems that there are no books."

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Zeng Yu shook his head and said.

Just when Zhao Ji was a little disappointed, Zeng Yu went on to say: "However, I remember that there is a place that sells martial arts secret books, and those secret books are all books, but they are very expensive, and I heard that those secret books are not as good as books. Too true."

"Oh, there is such a place, let's go and see."

Hearing that he was very interested, Zhao Ji said emotionally.

The reason why he wanted to buy books was not because Zhao Ji really liked reading, or reading two books to relieve boredom, but because he wanted to learn about the language of this world, at least the language of Wu.

Under the guidance of Zeng Yu, the group of people made seven turns and eight turns, turned from the main road into a small path, finally entered a small alley, and stopped in front of the innermost house.

"Brother Zeng, this place is so remote, how do you know about it?"

Looking at Zeng Yu in surprise, Zhao Ji asked.

With a somewhat embarrassed grin, Zeng Yu explained: "I specially inquired about this. Once, I also thought about buying two martial arts cheat books to train people in the village to practice martial arts. But, thinking that no one in the village can read, I also heard that those martial arts cheats are all fake, and nothing can be learned from practice, so I finally gave up."

What Zeng Yu can't say is that those so-called martial arts secret books are still expensive, and he is a little bit reluctant to spend money. After weighing it, he gave up.

"I see."

Zhao Ji nodded.

As the village head of Zengjia Village, Zeng Yu is quite competent. For the future of the village, he even thought of buying martial arts cheats and training everyone in the village to practice martial arts, which shows his intentions.

"Dong dong dong..."

He knocked on the wooden door a few times with his fingers, and waited for a while, but he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming, and then, the door was opened.

As soon as the door opened, a little old man appeared, his scrutinizing eyes turned around on the four of Zhao Ji, and asked blankly: "Who are you, come here, what are you doing?" What are you doing?"

"I heard that there are martial arts secret books for sale here. We are very interested, so come and have a look."

As the core of the small group, Zhao Ji still spoke on behalf of several people.

"come in."

Opening the wooden door and making way for the passage, the little old man replied coldly, not being more enthusiastic because Zhao Ji and the others were guests.

Entering the gate, the scenery is really an eye-opener for Zhao Da. A huge courtyard, as if it has not been taken care of for 100 years, is full of long and deep weeds everywhere. If you add two graves Bao, Zhao Ji would not object to saying that this is the cemetery.

Walking through the only path among the weeds, Zhao Ji and the others followed the little old man and came to a room in front, which was obviously a rather ordinary hall.

"Sit down as you please, and I'll get the martial arts cheats."

The little old man left without saying a word.

"Let's not talk about whether there are any clever martial arts secrets here. Just the performance of the old man is quite like a hidden martial arts master. Maybe he was famous in the world when he was young."

He randomly found a chair and sat down, some nonsensical thoughts suddenly appeared in Zhao Ji's mind, thinking that the little old man with a very indifferent attitude might be a secluded expert.

Shaking his head, and quickly throwing that incoherent thought out of the blue, Zhao Ji tapped the table with his fingers, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "This is too neglecting the guests, so let people sit like this, even a cup of tea No, it’s too rude.”

Glancing at the door leading to the back room at the corner of the hall, Zeng Yu lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Brother Zhao, don't say that, it's not good for the master to hear."

"There's no one else here, so I won't be heard. Besides, what I'm saying is the truth, not nonsense."

Zhao Ji said indifferently.

"Whoever said that no one heard it, I heard it now. I told that brother. Your habit of talking bad things about people behind their backs is really bad."

With a cold face, the little old man came out from the back room.

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