Outside the city gate of Furong City, it is very lively, and vendors from all over the country set up their stalls on the roadside, stretching for miles.

Qingming is not only a day to worship the ancestors, but also a day to go green, so there are not only many ingots and candles on the stalls, but also colorful paper kites and bamboo dragonflies.

Ye Changsheng and the three of them walked all the way, and at the stall selling umbrellas, one of them picked out a poncho.

The poncho is woven from soft grass, which can only cover the shoulders and hair, which is very lightweight, and can cover Ye Changsheng's white hair.

Entering the city, the three of them walked into a lively street, mingled in the weaving crowd, and wandered all the way.

It's a shame to say that Ye Changsheng has been in Furong City for so long, and he hasn't visited the street once, and he hasn't been to any of the more than 300 markets in the city.

If you really want to completely walk over this city where more than two million people live, I am afraid that a few days will not be enough, so Ye Changsheng just chose the most prosperous downtown street and swept it around.

Soon walked into an antique street, the street stalls were next to each other, Ye Changsheng just looked at it, and didn't come forward.

If you want to find a treasure in Furong City, which is known as the capital of cultivation, the probability is equivalent to picking up a golden brick on the street.

Even if you can find a few treasures, the owner of the treasure must be a professional liar or a street fighter with a full face.

In front of an arms store, there were a few guys handing out free lucky bags, and Ye Changsheng stepped forward to receive one out of curiosity.

There were not many things in the lucky bag, a whetstone, a deerskin, a piece of pine wood, and a bundle of silk threads wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

For ordinary people, with this lucky bag, you can take good care of a sword for at least a year.

This is also a great merit.

Further on, there is another weapons shop, and there is an event in the store, which seems to be cutting tofu with a sword or something, and whoever cuts it best will get a reward.

The game is suitable for all ages, so it attracts a lot of people and is very lively.

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that this Sword Forger Exchange Conference is not only competing in guilds, but also among these shops. ”

Qiu Tianzuo said with some regret: "These days, many cultivators have come to Furong City, and the business of the weapon shop must be very good, if the Sword Pavilion is opened, it will be able to catch up with this good time." ”

Ye Changsheng didn't think it was necessary, even if the Sword Pavilion was opened, it would not be the opponent of these old shops.

In the whole Furong City, there are more than 100 shops specializing in weapons, and there are more than 300 comprehensive stores, which have specially set up counters and special areas for selling weapons.

Behind almost every shop, there is one or several swordsmith masters, so the quality of the long swords they sell is impeccable, compared to the weapons cast by Wenjiantang, there is no advantage.

Not to mention, Furong City also has behemoths like Aoki Hall and Wanjian Hall, as well as big business groups like Gu Yezhai, which are the exclusive agents of the long swords produced in Fengcheng.

However, Ye Changsheng's original intention of opening the Asking Sword Pavilion was not originally out of financial considerations, so he didn't care about the future profits and losses of the Asking Sword Pavilion.

"Young master, we have tails behind us, and there is more than one. Sledgehammer whispered suddenly.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly: "When they don't exist, just go shopping, by the way, sledgehammer, you still seem to lack a set of bracers, just buy a set for the time being and use it first, and then let Wenjiantang beat him when he gets home." ”

Without waiting for the sledgehammer to refuse, Ye Changsheng and Qiu Tianzuo smiled and walked into a three-story shop.

Sledgehammer had no choice but to follow.

He is not short of money, not at all, he gets a very high salary on weekdays, he doesn't have to spend money on food and clothing, and there are various benefits and subsidies.

In the past, every time Gongzi carved a jade carving, he would give it to him casually, but now he has saved hundreds of sledgehammers.

As long as he takes out one casually and sells it in Yunlong City, it will be at least a thousand taels of silver!

So Sledgehammer is not short of money, it just doesn't have the habit of spending money.

At the entrance of the store, the three of them took off the poncho at the beckoning of the man, and then entered the hall.

This is a protective gear shop, with a variety of exquisite protective gear, among which there are some weapons and low-level magic weapons, and some beast head specimens decorated on the walls inject a bit of slaughter into the bejeweled hall.

Ye Changsheng looked around, and couldn't help nodding secretly, it was worthy of being a shop in Furong City, it was really different.

He has already gone to many houses, and these shops are either splendid, or jeweled, or quaint, or ugly and primitive, and the style is not the same.

However, they all have one thing in common, and that is that they are not cheesy.

Ye Changsheng didn't have this consciousness before, but it can be seen that the more knowledge he has, the more he knows, and he began to realize that if he wants to be not cheesy, he must precipitate the connotation.

After looking around, the three of them went up to the second floor, and Ye Changsheng stopped in front of a counter.

"Hey, a thousand changes?" Ye Changsheng said in surprise.

"Hehe, it's a thousand changes," a chubby old man in a Chinese costume stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Master Ye personally came to the shop, and it was a great honor." ”

Ye Changsheng returned the salute lightly, and he knew that revealing his white hair would definitely reveal his identity.

Turning his gaze to the two fist gauntlets in the glazed counter, Ye Changsheng asked, "Coming out of the four-story tower?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded: "It is indeed refined by the refiner of the fourth-story tower of the Refiner Guild, and the decay can be guaranteed by a head, it is definitely a formal procedure!"

Ye Changsheng nodded, under his induction, these two fist gloves had reached the legendary level, and they should have been refined by the sixth-grade refiner of the four-story tower.

If such a magic weapon were in Yunlong City, it would definitely be auctioned, and it would not be put up for sale at all.

But whether in terms of quality or function, there is still a big gap between these two boxers and Qian Yue's thousand machine changes.

Ye Changsheng's heart moved, and he asked, "Shopkeeper, can you repair a thousand machine changes here?"

The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly: "Naturally, it is possible, and we will also send it to the Refiner Guild for professional repairs.

Sledgehammer listened to it funny in the back, and this old man was too careful to take a formal way.

Ye Changsheng flipped his wrist, took out two damaged fist gloves, and handed them to the shopkeeper: "Can this pair be repaired?"

The shopkeeper took the fist glove in surprise, glanced at it, and couldn't help but change his face drastically, and the fat on his cheeks trembled a few times.

How could he not know that this was the Thousand Machine Change worn by Master Qian Yue, and Master Qian Yue was the designer of the Thousand Machine Change.

He even knew how this pair of gloves fell into Ye Changsheng's hands.

He was sure that if he dared to take this pair of gloves to the Refiners Guild to cultivate, Master Qian Yue would tear him up on the spot.

The shopkeeper seemed to be holding two hot potatoes, and said with a wry smile: "Master Ye, the small shop is a small business, and the old man really can't withstand your fright!"

Ye Changsheng didn't mean to take it back at all: "Tell Qian Yue that I want to use this old one to replace the new one on the counter." ”

After speaking, he lost the interest in strolling around, and turned and walked downstairs.

"Master Ye go slowly!"

The fat shopkeeper almost used the fastest speed to encapsulate the two new fist gloves on the counter into the gift box, trotted forward, and handed the gift box to Ye Changsheng with a smile.