From one cave to another, perhaps because the underground black market was built on the basis of the original caves, the size of each cave is also different, the larger ones are the size of three or four rooms, and the cramped ones are only one meter square. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Qi'er with firewood circulated between the caves, the heavy humidity made this place a little gloomy, and a variety of goods passed through Mu Qi'er's eyes one by one, and there were names on the right, most of which were still things that he didn't know at all.

After going around for more than half an hour, Mu Qi'er still didn't find the stone he wanted, either the material was not suitable, or the character was not up to standard, or the price was too expensive.

In addition to the most basic quenching effect, the most fundamental thing is to lay a solid foundation for the future Soul Melting Realm!

The quality and character of the stone selected will have an important impact on the cultivation of the Soul Fusion Realm!

The bluestone realm Mu abandoned the child chose to practice with a reversed blade knife based on broken stones, and it was an unwilling and resentful artistic conception. Including later, after reaching the Stubborn Stone Realm, due to the limited conditions, he also chose to use the Reverse Blade Knife to achieve the purpose of cultivating the Great Rock Immortal Body.

That's why there is the comprehension of breaking and killing, not so much that it is a kind of magic that comes with the big-eyed immortal body, but rather that it is a realization of Mu Qi'er after fully comprehending the idea of being unwilling to be angry with the broken stone!

Therefore, even the firewood, which has always been honest, began to dislike his ink, and Mu Qi'er had no intention of compromising at all.

Because every choice is incomparably important to Mu Qi'er's practice! The choice of the stubborn stone realm has been delayed again and again for some reasons, and no matter how difficult it is, it will inevitably cause great obstacles to future cultivation!

Considering that the firewood was also a poor time, Mu Qi'er told him some things and let him go, and he began to spin in this deep cave.

Slate, sandstone, quartz, marble, granite, limestone, the more places to wander, the more types of stone Mu Qi'er sees, some are from Gu Real Estate, and some are unique to Shenzhou, but they are not too suitable.

There were still many people in the black market, Mu Ji'er passed through a narrow tunnel this time and came to a very small karst cave, the humidity in the cave was obviously thicker than elsewhere, and an old man with a gray beard slept soundly leaning on a stone platform that occupied almost the entire cave.

"Iron Yo"

Mu Qi'er glanced up at the name of this shop with a strange style, and whispered softly.

The voice is not loud, but maybe it is a professional habit, Mu Qi'er just made some movements, and the old man who had been sleeping with a blurry face woke up in an instant, and after seeing Mu Qi'er, he immediately said with a smile on his face:

"Oops, rarer, rarer. Little brother, what kind of weapon do you want to fight, our old store has a history of hundreds of years, you are satisfied! ”

Mu Ji'er looked at the old man while spitting and boasting, while constantly rubbing a pair of greasy hands on the black cloth skirt, and understood a little bit in his heart that this strange shop was so deserted.

"Oh, that, old man, I'm just looking for some suitable stones, not going to build metal weapons to use." Although he was not very interested in this old man in his heart, Mu Qi'er still said as politely as possible.

"Stone? What kind of stone do you want? Who still uses that kind of thing in this day and age! Let's take a look at these weapons in our store, all of them are good, buy one get one free! The old man was still babbling about his weapons, and he had no intention of stopping.

"Look at it, look at it! The stone things you mentioned are all used for table pads in our shop, and I tell you, this weapon is still metal! I'll give you another small talisman, keep it safe! ”

Mu Qi'er really wants to ask this babbling old man, how long has his century-old store not opened, and this discipline is too low.

Even though he was tired of being crooked, Mu Qi'er still subconsciously followed the old man's fingers and looked at the stones that he slandered and only equipped with a table.

Seeing this, Mu Qi'er's heart rose with great interest!

It was a few black as ink, and some dirt was stained on them, which seemed even more inconspicuous, and the old man had padded under the big stone table.

Because there were very few parts that were really exposed, Mu Qi'er couldn't clearly see the shape of the black stone, but out of a mentality that he would rather buy a mistake than let go, Mu Qi'er still made up his mind to take a closer look.

The old man reluctantly took out two black stones from the stone table at Mu Qi'er's orders, and muttered depressedly:

"You little doll, they all told you that our store has metal weapons, what do you have to look at this thing for, this is just the mold used by our ancestors when casting weapons in the past."

Maybe it was too long without seeing the light of day, when Mu Qi'er took a black stone from the old man who was muttering, he was smeared with mud by the moss all over it, and he didn't care about cleaning it, roughly erasing the dirt and moss, and a black and shiny black mold appeared in front of Mu Qi'er's eyes.

Yes, as the old man said, this black stone is used to make molds, the one in Mu Qi'er's hand looks like a straight knife, and the one on the table looks like a sword.

"Set fire!"

This stone is inherently empty in the center and extremely strong, so the older generation used it as a mold to build weapons. Perhaps it was the mentality that he could sell something, and the old man took the initiative to explain the origin of the black stone to Mu Qi'er.

The cave is a little dim, and the color of the fire is even more clumsy, gently caressing the texture of the tight texture, the more Mu Waier looks at it, the more he likes it, not to mention its sturdiness and the characteristics of being a mold are very in line with Mu Foundling's needs.

"How much? I bought it. Mu Qi'er decisively affirmed his thoughts.

"Huh?" The old man didn't seem to react for a while, and someone was really willing to bid for this tattered thing that had been abandoned a long time ago, and he was unprofessionally stunned for a while.

"By the way, help me attach this weapon inside, didn't you say that you would give me some kind of talisman array." Thinking that it would save the trouble of building weapons again, Mu Qi'er handed out the back-bladed knife he was carrying, and looked at the old man with an inquiring face.

As soon as he mentioned building weapons, the old man's spirit seemed to return in an instant, and he respectfully took the back-bladed knife, with a smug look on his face.

"Fighting weapons? Feel relieved! Our century-old store! Little doll, you think it's good, use a set of fire as a shell. ”

"If you want me to say, this outdated weapon should be discarded, you little dolls are still too immature, too immature......"

The old man boasted about his own craftsmanship, and at the same time leaned on the old and sold the old to mock Mu Foundling's taste.

"How much? Hurry up, I have something to do. Mu Qi'er urged a little speechlessly.

"Ah, that's easy, just give me two silver coins, it's guaranteed to be worth the money! Let's ......."

The old man's boasting came to an abrupt end, and with some memories on his face, he pointed to the blade on the back-blade knife that had been endowed with the so-called golden power by Sister Tong and asked cautiously:

"Tong's golden glaze? Are you from the Tong family?"

Mu Qi'er didn't know what the old man was muttering again, and shook his head a little blankly.

"After all, it's just the old man's obsession with me, the Tong family's stinky and hard temper, probably refusing to come to see me."

"Okay, count your kid lucky, give the old man three silver coins, take them after ten days, and keep them and return you a good weapon!"

The old man's expression was a little inexplicably lonely, and he waved his hand in a low voice, already with the intention of driving people away.

Now that he has made a decision, Mu Qi'er naturally has no reason to regret it, not to mention that this old guy still looks like he has a great background. took out three silver coins from his arms and put them on the stone table, Mu Qi'er raised his legs and returned to the way he came, the silver coins made a crisp sound on the table, I don't know if the sound will hide the passage of time......

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