The old man didn't care whether Haotian listened or not, he didn't stop, and continued to say in a plain tone; "My father saw this sword flying out of heaven and falling to the ground with a firelight. At that time, the light of the fire could burn even the rocks, like a volcanic eruption, and my ancestors did not dare to approach it. But for the sake of this heavenly sword, my ancestors actually made a home next to this sword.

When some people saw my ancestors making their home in a volcanic crater, they laughed at my ancestors for going crazy! However, my ancestors firmly believed in their own vision, and knew that it was not a volcanic eruption, but a heavenly sword that fell.

Who knows, my ancestors lived like this for hundreds of years. Later, the flame from the sword was finally extinguished, and another of my ancestors found this heavenly sword. Who knows, you can't open this heavenly sword! This ancestor of mine happens to be a trader of magic weapons, and in desperation, my ancestor took the Heavenly Sword for sale, hoping to find the Lord of the Heavenly Sword!

As a result, hundreds of years have passed, and although many people have seen this Heavenly Sword, they don't know the goods!

In my generation, you see, there is nothing left of poverty! I think this Heavenly Sword should go to the grave with me! ”

The half-grown old man in the small shop, talking to himself, said everything he wanted to say in his heart in one breath. Then, he showed a smile that was quick to spit out, and he didn't care if Haotian really listened to it.

Hearing what the half-old man said, Haotian thought for a while and asked; "Shopkeeper, can I take a look at your Heavenly Sword?"

"Look at the Heavenly Sword?" The half-old man's eyes lit up all of a sudden! "Okay! However, you have to pay 100 low-grade spars as an ornamental fee! And, even if you don't buy it, you won't return it! The half-old man tried his best to hide the excitement in his heart.

"Childe......" Wu Tong just wanted to open his mouth to stop it.

Unexpectedly, Haotian lost a hundred medium-grade spars to the half-old man.

"Guest! I want a hundred inferior spars! The half-old man was nervous, trembling and wanting to return Haotian to ninety-nine medium-grade spars.

"It's okay! With your family's persistence for generations, even if you don't sell the Heavenly Sword, I will give you so many spars! Haotian waved his hand and motioned to the old man's subordinates.

"Send me so many spars? Don't you think I'm making up a story to lie to you? The half-old man looked at Haotian puzzled and asked.

"Huh! The store wants to deceive people, why use this unbelievable and unbelievable story to deceive people? Haotian smiled rarely.

"Hmmm! The guest officer is a strange person! Then I'll take this hedron! However, I have explained in advance that if the guest officer takes a fancy to my Heavenly Sword, I will sell it for 50 million medium-grade spars! ”

The half-old man felt that Haotian was different, but he was afraid that Haotian was not the master of the Heavenly Sword, but he valued the Heavenly Sword again. I am even more afraid that when the time comes, Haotian will buy and sell, and the price will not be easy to say. So the lion opened his mouth, even if Haotian bargained again, there were a lot of spars.

A person like the half-old man didn't have the money to go to the Death Arena to watch the fight, and he wouldn't care about any powerful characters appearing in the Training City. In the same way, no one told him what had happened in the city.

Therefore, not only did he not know Haotian, but he had never even heard of Haotian's name.

"Fifty million spars?" When Haotian heard this, he felt that this half-old man was a little excessive.

Seeing that the half-old man had received a hundred medium-grade spars from Haotian, Wutong was uncomfortable. Now I heard the half-old man say that the sword will be sold for 50 million medium-grade spars that day! Wu Tong was really angry and howled loudly; "I think you're crazy!"

"Don't worry! Wutong! ”

Haotian suppressed his emotions and calmed Wutong, after all, this is a matter of willingness to buy and sell. If you don't want to buy it, the half-old man won't force it.

It's just that Haotian is very curious! I don't know why this half-old man dares to ask for such a price? So he asked; "Shopkeeper, can you tell me why there are so many medium-grade spars?"

"Guest officer, my ancestors ordered my family to guard this heavenly sword from generation to generation, for this heavenly sword, my family has been poor for generations, for thousands of years, my family has paid for generations, how much spar are you worth? Besides, this Heavenly Sword is originally a heavenly thing, a priceless treasure, how could I sell it casually! Isn't that sorry for my ancestors and this Heavenly Sword? The half-old man spoke eloquently.

"Uh-huh......! If it's really Heavenly Sword! It's worth it! Can you show me your Heavenly Sword! Haotian thought about it and felt that what the old man said was reasonable.

"Good!" The half-old man thought to himself; "Anyway, I earned a hundred medium-grade spars, even if this guest officer is not the master of the Heavenly Sword, now, my family will not be extinct because of me, I have a spar, I can marry a wife and have children, and let my sons and grandsons continue to guard the Heavenly Sword." A hundred medium-grade spars have no problem feeding my family for three or four generations! ”

The half-old man thought happily in his heart, and quickly took a stone sword from a dilapidated box.

"Childe, I'll just say he's a liar! This is obviously a stone sword! Return the Heavenly Sword? Wu Tong shook his head angrily, eager to go up and beat this half-old man to death.

"Bring it and show me!" Haotian ignored Wu Tong, but stretched out his hand and said to the half-old man.

"You're not going to snatch it, are you?" The half-old man suddenly asked inexplicably.

"Robbed?" Haotian has a taste of crying and laughing. He really couldn't figure out why this half-old man took such a fancy to this stone sword.

"My ancestors have decreed that this sword should not be touched until it has changed. Because once a person touches this heavenly sword, he will like this heavenly sword! The half-old man hesitated to say what was in his heart.

"Oh! I see! But don't worry, I won't rob it! I have a lot of hedrons. If I don't have a hedron, I might grab it! Haotian said, took the 50 million spar ticket, and handed it to the half-old man.

The half-old man trembled and took Guo Haotian's spar ticket and looked at it; I said in surprise; "Hedron ticket?" Then, after thinking about it, he still handed the Heavenly Sword to Haotian.

Haotian took the sword and tried it with his soul power, feeling that the sword was a stone.

"The store really jokes!" Haotian shook his head and looked at the old man.

"You are not the Lord of the Heavenly Sword!" Seeing that Haotian was holding the Heavenly Sword, the Heavenly Sword did not change, and Haotian did not feel anything, and the old man had no expression. handed the spar ticket in his hand back to Haotian.

"I'll just say you're a liar!" Wu Tong, who was on the side, snatched the spar ticket in the hands of the half-old man at once, and scolded angrily.

"Huh............?"

Seeing that the half-old man looked calm, Haotian thought for a while, "It's rare that this sword is really magical?" So, condense the power of the mind and pour it into this heavenly sword.

It turned out that the sword had no reaction.

"Do you have to use the power of flesh and blood to change this sword?" Haotian thought of it, and urged a stream of blood qi to enter the Heavenly Sword. As a result, the stone sword still did not change.

"Hey! Never mind! Maybe I'm not the Lord of the Heavenly Sword! Maybe it's a rock! Seeing that he couldn't sense the stone sword with three methods, Haotian had no choice but to give up.

"When will this Heavenly Sword Lord appear? My father said that my generation would meet the Lord of the Heavenly Sword! But where is the Lord of the Heavenly Sword? Do you have to wait until my son or grandson comes to guard this heavenly sword? The half-old man took the Heavenly Sword handed to him by Haotian, and his tone was unusually calm.

"Shopkeeper, why are you sure that this stone sword is the Heavenly Sword?" Haotian still couldn't help but ask.

"Huh? Seeing that you gave me a hundred medium-grade spars, so that the guardian of the Heavenly Sword has a successor, I will tell you. My family has been psychic for generations, and this heavenly sword is actually a spirit sword, which needs spiritual power to open! However, in Tongtian Prefecture, how could there be people who could use spiritual power? The half-old man said this, and finally showed a helpless and discouraged look.

"Need spiritual power to turn it on?" Haotian's heart moved. "Shopkeeper, let me try again!" Haotian said, took the stone sword in the hand of the half-old man, and stabbed it directly into the brain!

"Don't!" Seeing Haotian stabbing himself with a stone sword, Wutong and the half-old man were all frightened and exclaimed!

In fact, Haotian thought very simply, if this sword was really a spirit sword, it would definitely stimulate the spiritual power in his mind. It's not a spirit sword, it's a stone sword, it can't hurt him at all.

Wu Tong and the half-old man were completely worried.

Who knows, just as the stone sword approached Haotian's head, Haotian felt that a white light rushed out of his mind and entered the stone sword.

Immediately after, bursts of white light dissipated from the stone sword, and bursts of stone powder fell, and it was still shrinking rapidly. In the end, the stone sword turned into a point of light and burrowed into Haotian's mind.

"What's going on?" The frightened Wutong and the half-old man, you look at me and I look at you, it's like a dream.

The two of them only saw Haotian stabbing himself with a stone sword, and then, I don't know why? The stone sword suddenly shone and shrank. Eventually, the stone sword vanished without a trace.

"Wutong, give the spar ticket to the shop, let's go!" Haotian did not answer the questions of Wu Tong and the half-old man, but turned around and prepared to leave.

"You can't go?" Seeing that Haotian was leaving, the half-old man hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Haotian's clothes.

"What?" Haotian looked at the half-old man coldly.

"Guest! No! Don't get me wrong, master! Now that you've collected the Heavenly Sword, take me with you!" My family has served the Heavenly Sword for generations, and followed the Heavenly Sword! Besides, your spar ticket is used by the powerful, and I use it alone, isn't that looking for death? I have money and I don't have the life to spend it! ”

Seeing that the Heavenly Sword disappeared, the half-old man knew that Haotian was the Lord of the Heavenly Sword he was waiting for, and he looked like he had relied on Haotian, and he wanted to follow Haotian alive or dead.

"Hmmm! ……！ You're right! All right! Wutong, take him back and settle him! His family has also suffered a lot for the Heavenly Sword! You and Wu Mou will treat him well in the future! Haotian thought about it and ordered Wutong.