Listening to what the blacksmith said, Mo Li also nodded thoughtfully, he really had what the blacksmith said.

"Uncle, how do you sell this broken glass? I bought it. Mo Li asked with an excited face.

"Not for sale. But the blacksmith shook his head.

"Not for sale?" Mo Li was a little surprised, this person who opened the door to do business, there were still things that were not sold, Mo Li asked, "Why don't you sell it?"

The blacksmith said: "Seeing that you are young and have such a heavy evil spirit, you think that you have killed countless enemies on the battlefield, and you should have made great achievements, and you can be regarded as a pillar of the country." ”

"However, if you want to buy the Gang Glass, it means that you are going to kill the cultivators, at least the Four Realms cultivators, it is true that the Broken Gang Glass can break the Gang Qi, but the Four Realms Cultivators are so easy to kill, I don't want you to lose your life, I don't want you to die because of me, a young man with great achievements. ”

Hearing this, Mo said secretly, it turns out that this is the case, since this is the case, then it is better to lie by the way.

"Uncle, you're thinking too much, how can I not know the power of cultivators, can I stupidly take the initiative to kill cultivators?"

Mo Li said with a smile: "I just want to study and study the broken glaze, if I can, I can get a few glazed arrows to defend myself, just in case, you know, there is no shortage of great cultivators on the battlefield." ”

The blacksmith squinted at Mo Li, touched his chin, thought for a moment, and then said: "That's not good, who knows if what you said is true or false, this thing can't be sold, in case what you say is fake, in case you lose your life because of this, then I'm really guilty, so I don't sell it." ”

Hearing this, Mo Li frowned, and thought about it, since this old man is soft and doesn't eat, he has to come hard.

Mo Li said angrily: "Are you selling or not?"

"Not for sale. ”

"To buy it or not to buy it?"

"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it. ”

The two have been arguing.

Suddenly, Mo Li's mind flashed and he said, "You don't sell it, do you?" Okay, I'll go back and preach it everywhere, when the time comes, all the cultivators in the world will know that you have such a thing as broken glass, do you think your family will have a normal life in the future?"

As he spoke, Mo Li still showed a contemptuous smile, looking like the face of a villain, of course, this was all pretended by Mo Li.

Hearing this, the blacksmith was furious and said, "Boy, you dare to threaten me, believe it or not, I will not let you get out of here." ”

The blacksmith was furious, he instantly released a powerful aura, Mo Li could sense that that aura, compared to Jiang Heng's, although it was a little stronger, but compared with those former killers, it was much stronger.

At this time, Mo Li was secretly a little happy, and the blacksmith was angry, which meant that it was effective.

"What, do you still want to kill me?" I'm standing here, do you dare to kill me?" Mo Li said contemptuously: "I know that you are not simple, old man, but Lao Tzu is not a vegetarian, Lao Tzu has never seen anything on the battlefield, and you want to scare me?"

"Honestly, hurry up, that thing is sold to me, I don't embarrass you, you can open the price casually, of course, you can also choose not to sell, but after I leave, I may not be able to control my mouth. ”

"You ......" The blacksmith was a little angry, and after calming down, he said: "Okay, this is what you said, I will open the price casually, so I want 10,000 taels of gold, and I will sell it if you can afford it." ”

Hearing this, Mo Li raised his eyebrows, ten thousand taels of gold, how does this sound as if this old man knew in advance that he had so much gold.

Mo Li stretched out his two index fingers, crossed them into the word 'ten', and said, "One thousand taels." ”

"Do you think this is a rotten cabbage all over the street? Ten taels, why don't you sell it to me?" the blacksmith said angrily, "Eight thousand taels of gold, no less." ”

"Nine hundred taels. ”

"Seven thousand taels. ”

"Eight hundred. ”

"Six thousand, it really can't be less, this is a rare treasure in the world. ”

......

"One thousand taels, no matter how little I don't sell, if you like to publicize it, you can publicize it, if I take it to the military department to sell, it will definitely be more than this price. ”

"The transaction is a thousand taels of gold. Mo Li also knew that the price was already very low, and if he was forced again, maybe he really wouldn't sell it.

Then Mo Li said: "Take it and melt it, help me make arrows, and then make special feather arrows according to the style of these hundred arrows." ”

The blacksmith looked unhappy, picked up the broken glass, and went to smelt it.

About two hours later, the special arrows were ready, a total of ten, the broken glass, the size of half a fist, after smelting to remove impurities, made into ten arrows, is already the limit.

Mo Li picked up one of the arrows, observed it carefully, the smile on his face was a little cold, and he secretly said in his heart: "Liang Wenlong, you are destined to die tonight, kill my mother, and you are destined to have today." ”

Mo Li loaded the ten arrows into the quiver, then threw down a small bag of gold, and then turned to leave.

Mo Li is still very honest, a thousand taels of gold, not a tael is missing, the blacksmith picked up the bag, and just glanced at it casually, and he clearly knew how much gold was in it.

It's just that after Mo Li left, the blacksmith smiled, his smile was a little treacherous, and he said to himself with a smug face: "Hehe... Broken glass, old man, I want as much as I want. ”

It turned out that the broken glass was made by the old man after years of research, and it is estimated that he is the only one in the world who can make it, and he used this thing, but he made a lot of money, and this time he made a thousand taels of gold.

However, what the blacksmith said was not all lies, that thing could really break through the gangqi, otherwise the old man had cheated so much money, and someone would have come back to him to settle the score.

It's just that this old man cheated Mo Li of so much money, and he is destined to be entangled with Mo Li for the rest of his life.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Mo Li did not return to Shu's house, but found a restaurant to fill his stomach, and then went directly to the house he rented to monitor the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Until the evening, when Liang Wenlong went out to go to a banquet at a courtier's mansion, Mo Li also followed.

A few hours later, the banquet was over, Liang Wenlong left the courtier's mansion and got into one or two carriages, the carriages were not the carriages when he came, but the style he rode when he went to the south of the city in the past, I don't know when, Liang Wenlong had already called someone to arrange these two carriages.

Mo Li, who was in the dark, couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene: "Sure enough, as I expected, he will go to the south of the city tonight." ”

After the carriage left, Mo Li walked out of the shadows, he was wearing the rain coat and the hat on his head, and he wanted to walk with the peasants no matter how he looked.

It rained all day, but at this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and occasionally you could see a few golden lightning bolts across the sky, and the lightning pen would go away from the dragon and snake, followed by a few roaring thunders.

By this time, the rain was pouring down, and a loud noise could be heard in the air, and the rain fell heavily, hitting the rubble of the surrounding roofs, hitting the bluestone floor, crackling.

After a short time, the carriage had already entered the southern district, and Ran Mo took a shortcut, one step ahead of the carriage, and arrived in the southern district first.

As the carriage entered an alley, there was a sudden thunderclap, followed by an arrow shot at the carriage from an unknown direction.

This was not the end of the story, but before the thunder had disappeared, the arrows were fired at the carriage one after another, and there were nineteen of them, and when all nineteen were fired into the carriage, the thunder gradually disappeared.

It turned out that Mo Li took advantage of the confusion of the thunder, he decisively shot the feather arrow, from the thunder to the end, it was only two or three breaths, he shot nineteen arrows, all of them into the carriage.