Kyushu Daoist Master

After leaving the reception room, Ning Teng disappeared, leaving only Yang Ze and Huang Mujian standing there.

Huang Mujian still had sweat on his forehead, he let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Yang Ze, and said with a smile: "I am a little out of control, please don't laugh at me, Junior Brother Yang."

"I dare not, what are you talking about, Senior Brother Huang, I am just a registered disciple of a low grade, how dare I laugh at Senior Brother Huang." Yang Ze shook his head repeatedly, very humble.

"Junior Brother Yang, why should you be so polite, you are following Elder Ning now, to be favored by Elder Ning, Junior Brother's talent must be excellent, and there must be no problem in getting rid of this registered disciple's identity, maybe it won't be difficult to enter the inner gate, then I will need to call you Senior Brother."

Huang Mujian said what was in his heart, if it was other registered disciples, they would not be qualified to be treated like this by him.

No matter how useless he is, he is still a second-grade warrior. He doesn't even bother to look at the registered disciples who haven't even entered the first grade. But Ning Teng is behind Yang Ze. He has just caused trouble now, so he should curry favor with Yang Ze.

"Brother, you are too kind, but I have something to ask you. Wasn't you an inner disciple before you left the martial arts academy?" Yang Ze asked.

"Inner disciple, if I could become an inner disciple, I wouldn't be here. Those who can enter the inner academy to practice must enter the fourth grade to return to the unity realm. My cultivation is not enough, and I have been in the outer academy for a long time. I know that I have no hope of entering the inner academy, so I simply apply for an external assignment here to be the head of an industry, which is more comfortable."

Huang Mujian said this, and Yang Ze couldn't help but be shocked. The second-grade disciples of Wuyang Martial Arts Academy can become inner disciples, but in Piaomiao Martial Arts Academy, inner disciples must be fourth-grade. The difference in strength between the two is not ordinary.

"Okay, Junior Brother Yang is here for the first time at our Wencheng Piaomiao Chamber of Commerce, so let's not talk about these issues. Tonight, Senior Brother will take you to have a good look around our Piaomiao Chamber of Commerce."

Huang Mujian didn't want to talk more about that issue. Now, he just wanted to give Yang Ze something good, hoping that Yang Ze could say good things about him in front of Ning Teng. He didn't want to lose his position because of this mistake.

Yang Ze was not a fool. He saw Huang Mujian's thoughts at once, but he didn't point it out. It seemed that Huang Mujian wanted to give him something, so there was no reason to refuse. As for Huang Mujian's request, he could also see what it was.

"Then please lead the way, Senior Brother."

"Follow Senior Brother!" As he said that, Huang Mujian led the way in front, and Yang Ze followed.

Wencheng is many times more powerful and prosperous than Yuyang City, far beyond the comparison of Yuyang City. The things in this Piaomiao Chamber of Commerce also made Yang Ze's eyes dazzled.

He had never seen so many good things in his life. He even suspected that the treasure houses of all the families in Yuyang City combined would not be as good as that of a Piaomiao Chamber of Commerce.

As the two walked, they came to a warehouse where weapons were stored. Huang Mujian ordered the person in charge of the warehouse to open the door and took Yang Ze in.

"All the weapons placed here are sharp weapons."

As Huang Mujian said, Yang Ze had already followed him in. As soon as he entered the warehouse, Yang Ze felt a murderous aura in the warehouse. Weapons are for killing, and this is the aura that only good weapons carry.

"Sharp weapons?" Yang Ze was a little confused.

"Junior Brother Yang, you may not know that in the martial arts world, weapons are divided into four levels according to their quality. There are four levels: ordinary weapons, sharp weapons, treasure weapons, and spiritual weapons.

Each level is divided into upper, middle, and lower levels. For example, the weapons used by most ordinary people are not even ordinary weapons. The knife behind Junior Brother Yang can be considered a medium-grade ordinary weapon, but according to my feeling, it is not the top among the medium-grade ordinary weapons."

As soon as Huang Mujian explained, Yang Ze understood that there was such a division among weapons.

However, he did not expect that the knife behind him was one of the best knives in Yuyang City, but it was at most a medium-grade ordinary weapon. He was very surprised. It was estimated that there might be no sharp weapons in the whole Yuyang City.

Thinking of the weapons in the entire warehouse, all of them were sharp weapons. I am afraid that if all these things were thrown into Yuyang City, the whole Yuyang City would riot.

"Brother, you only mentioned the four types of weapons, but you don't know what level magic weapons are?" Yang Ze remembered the fishing rod in Ning Teng's hand, which was a magic weapon.

When Yang Ze asked, Huang Mujian's heart tightened. Yang Ze knew about magic weapons, which meant that he must have seen them. He had never seen magic weapons in his life, but Yang Ze could actually see them. Sure enough, there was someone behind him who was different.

Although he was a little jealous of Yang Ze, Huang Mujian did not show it. He smiled and said, "Magic weapons are not weapons. The power of magic weapons is not comparable to that of spiritual weapons. Every magic weapon has great power. I have never seen a spiritual weapon in my life, let alone a magic weapon."

Yang Ze showed an expression of understanding, but did not say much.

"I think Junior Brother should use a knife. Junior Brother will also be a registered disciple in the future. It is not reasonable to use a common knife. Today is the first time I come to Senior Brother's place. Senior Brother has nothing good to give Junior Brother. Let Junior Brother choose a good knife and take it back." Huang Mujian laughed and looked very generous.

When Yang Ze saw this, there was a flash of light in his eyes, but he didn't shirk it. Why didn't he want the benefits that others automatically offered him?

"Senior brother, do you have any recommendations? Otherwise, if I look for them one by one, I don't know when I will find them."

"Hahaha, since junior brother asked, then senior brother will recommend to junior brother, follow him." Huang Mujian did not shirk, and led Yang Ze towards the innermost row of shelves.

Standing on the far left side of the row of shelves, Huang Mujian stopped and took down the sandalwood boxes from the top row of shelves.

"Junior Brother Yang, do you want to open this box and take a look?"

Yang Ze stared at the sandalwood box and opened it, revealing the dark scabbard lying in the box. The two stripes on the handle were intertwined and intertwined, which was particularly conspicuous.

Putting his hand on the handle of the knife, Yang Ze sheathed the knife and took it out of the wooden box.

As soon as he took it, Yang Ze felt the weight of the knife. It weighed at least thirty kilograms. From this point of view, it was a heavy knife.

Yang Ze was also a little surprised that this sharp weapon had such weight. The power of a heavy knife is generally greater, but the strength requirements are also relatively high.

"This sword is called Xuesha. It is a high-grade sharp weapon. It weighs thirty-one kilograms without the scabbard and is three feet and three feet long. The material used is also fine iron and refined, and it is made by famous craftsmen.

The reason why this sword is called a blood evil is because when it is forged, it is made of flesh and blood. It naturally carries the blood evil aura. When the sword is drawn, the killing energy bursts out, which can deter the enemy. It is precisely because of this effect that the sword is called a blood evil. It can make this knife surpass the middle-grade sharp weapon and become a top-grade sharp weapon in one fell swoop. "

After listening to Huang Muchian's introduction, Yang Ze pulled the knife out of the scabbard, exposing half of the blade.

In an instant, a bloody smell appeared out of thin air in the warehouse. This bloody smell was enough to affect some people who were not firm enough.

"Good knife!"

As Yang Ze said that, he used his right hand to pull out all the sword, making the bloody sword completely appear in front of him.

Putting the scabbard back into the sandalwood box, Yang Ze took out the knife from behind with his left hand. The two knives stood in front of him at the same time. At a glance, Yang Ze could tell which one was better.

Yang Ze used his own knife and gently touched the Xuesha knife, and found that his knife had multiple small gaps on the blade.

Yang Ze was a little surprised that there was such a big gap between these mortal weapons and sharp weapons.

"It seems that I haven't made a mistake. Junior Brother Yang, there's no need to try it. The gap between these two knives is too big. It's true to say that a middle-grade mortal weapon is as fragile as paper, while a high-grade sharp weapon is as fragile as paper." Huang Mujian smiled. road.

Yang Ze put away both knives and closed the sandalwood box.

Seeing this, Huang Mujian was a little surprised and said, "What's wrong? Is it possible that junior brother is not satisfied with this blood evil?"

"It's not that I'm not dissatisfied, it's just that this knife is so good. When my junior brother comes here, he wants to take such a good knife with nothing in his hands. He has nothing to give to his senior brother. He will not be rewarded for his efforts. This blood Damn, I can't afford it." Yang Ze shook his head, as if he didn't dare to take the knife.

"Junior brother, what are you talking about? You and I hit it off immediately. I am the person in charge of the Wencheng Piaomiao Chamber of Commerce. I still have the final say in giving away a sharp weapon. I just hope that junior brother can say more kind words in front of the elders in the future. I have a few words.”

Huang Muchian smiled, opened the sandalwood box again, took out the knife inside, and handed it to Yang Ze.

Yang Ze did not refuse this time. He grabbed the Bloody Sword with his right hand and said, "Senior Brother, you are so kind. If I refuse again, it will be because I don't know how to praise you. Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will definitely do a lot for you in front of the elders." A few nice words.”

The smile on Huang Mujian's face became even brighter, and he pulled Yang Ze out while smiling.

The two talked a lot again, and it was late at night before Yang Ze left and returned to the room prepared for him by Huang Mujian.

As a result, before he walked in, Ning Teng's voice came to his ears. Yang Ze changed direction and walked outside another room.

After knocking twice, the door opened automatically.

Yang Ze walked in and saw Ning Teng who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Before Ning Teng could speak, Yang Ze spoke first, "The disciple happened to have something to tell the elder. I thought it was getting late, so I thought we would talk tomorrow, but the elder just summoned the disciple."

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