Out of curiosity, Lin Hao leaned over and looked at the wooden box that was not big or small, as expected, it was empty, but there was no trace of the big knife on the few small shelves next to the wooden sign where the big knife was placed, obviously, someone was taking the sheep.

This is a very normal thing, you must know that these big knives are all bronze high-grade, and for cultivators below the gold strength, it has an absolutely fatal attraction, and the owner of the blacksmith shop sells it in this form of self-help, which is hellish if it is not obeyed.

You must know that although ten gold coins are not a large amount, they are enough to support the expenses of ordinary people for half a year.

Lin Hao couldn't help but be a little curious, who was the owner of the blacksmith shop, he was so capricious, his behavior could be described as spending money, at least Lin Hao didn't believe that in the case of no one being supervised, someone would be willing to take the initiative to pay.

Thinking of this, when Lin Hao was about to go in and take a look, the door of the blacksmith shop opened suddenly, and then an old man who was full of alcohol stumbled out, the old man was holding a gourd in his hand, and his gray hair was sloppy and sloppy, causing Lin Hao to not even see his face clearly, and he looked like a beggar.

Moreover, the smell of wine from the old man's body was also very strong, Lin Hao frowned and took two steps back, he didn't like the smell of wine.

"Boy, do you want to buy a weapon? If you don't buy it, get out, don't block my shop. The old man leaned against the door, and finally stabilized his figure, he flicked the messy hair in front of his forehead, and finally revealed a face full of wrinkles, two cloudy eyes looked at Lin Hao, and he waved his hand impatiently: "Look at your outfit, you can't afford to buy the things in my store, get out!" ”

As he spoke, the old man raised his neck, grabbed the gourd, took a sip of wine, and then wiped his beard, which he hadn't taken care of for an unknown amount of time, and turned around to go in.

Lin Hao was shocked by the old man's fiery personality, and when he saw that he was going in, Lin Hao said loudly: "Old man, don't leave yet, you don't know me, how do you know that I can't afford your weapons?" ”

The old man's body paused for a moment, and then turned around, his face was full of dissatisfaction, he turned sideways, and said: "I never say unfounded words, now I give you a chance to come in and have a look, if you can afford it, then it's good, buy one get one free, if you can't afford it, you have to buy a pot for the old man...... Hmm, how about two jugs of wine as compensation for wasting my time? ”

"Okay." Lin Hao nodded without hesitation, he still had six hundred and fifty gold coins on him, even if it was a silver-grade weapon, he should be able to buy it, so he didn't care about the old man's words, and even if he lost, the price he paid was not big, and there was nothing to worry about at all.

Seeing that Lin Hao nodded and agreed, the old man showed a strange look on his face, but he turned around, picked up the gourd and took a sip of wine, while beckoning: "Then come in, ignorant boy." ”

Lin Hao followed the old man into the store through the narrow door, and as soon as he entered, Lin Hao was shocked by the scene in front of him, good guy, I didn't see it, this old man is actually a master!

The blacksmith shop looked much larger than the outside, but the inside was very empty, but on the walls on both sides of the shop, it was densely hung with weapons, most of them were long swords and guns.

In other words, this room full of bronze weapons, hundreds of bronze weapons, this is also terrifying!

The blacksmiths on the continent are also a kind of cultivators, because they need to use anger to build weapons, and the weapons that can be built also have a lot to do with strength, among blacksmiths, silver strength, that can't get started, to really become a blacksmith, at least gold strength, because only a strong person with gold strength can release anger, so that anger can be used to build weapons.

Moreover, a blacksmith with gold strength can only create bronze-level weapons, and if the strength of a blacksmith wants to improve, it is far more difficult than that of ordinary cultivators, because cultivators are cultivating all the time, but blacksmiths have to spend time to comprehend the casting technique, so this is also the reason why good weapons are rare.

Even if it is a blacksmith with the strength of the golden one, the highest-level weapons that can be built are only bronze high-grade, and the success rate is very low, even the success rate of the bronze medium-grade weapons, the blacksmith of the golden one does not dare to say that it is 100% successful, and the weapons in this house are all bronze high-grade weapons, it is conceivable that the strength of this old man is very good.

This is also the reason why Lin Hao was polite in the face of the old man's unceremonious words, because the strength of the old man in front of him was probably a golden one, or a higher powerhouse!

Seeing this room full of weapons, Lin Hao looked around, secretly surprised in his heart, if an ordinary blacksmith created so many bronze weapons, I am afraid it would take at least several years, and it was possible to guarantee the success rate when the condition was excellent, which also aroused Lin Hao's curiosity, this old man, where is it sacred?

After looking around, Lin Hao smiled softly, turned his head to the old man who was leaning against a table and drinking, and said, "Old man, it looks like you lost." ”

"Boy, if you want to buy this kind of rag, you can take it away from the outside of the house, and put it inside the house to be an eyesore." Who knew that the old man waved his hand impatiently and muttered, "I thought someone with a vision came and wasted time!" ”

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Hao's heart suddenly moved, the bronze products were actually said to be tattered? So what's better than a bronze weapon? Obviously, at least it's a silver-inferior weapon! Could it be that this old man still has a silver weapon in his hand?

Lin Hao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he could understand how important a good weapon was to a cultivator's assistance, he asked with some excitement, "Old man, do you have a silver-level weapon?" ”

"Silver?" The old man patted the table beside him, and then staggered away, and a rectangular hole appeared next to the table, and a stone platform slowly rose from the hole: "Boy, you look down on the old man and me, see for yourself." ”

The stone platform rose slowly, the stone platform was very large and square, but what attracted Lin Hao was the five weapons that were neatly placed on the stone platform, when he saw the first weapon, his pupils instantly dilated, and he lost his voice: "Damn, Dolan Blade!" ”