Chapter Seventy-Six: A Sword with a Soul

As soon as Shen Chen heard the word wine, he could immediately conclude that the voice in the alley was the casting master mentioned by Old Man Xue.

However, he quickly looked at the wine in his hand with anxiety, not knowing whether it would satisfy the other party's appetite.

After all, judging from the fact that people were driven away without alcohol. Even if you were yourself in your previous life, you can't do such a thing, right?

Hearing a loud "bang", the old man closed the back door directly.

Seeing this, Shen Chen hesitated for a moment, followed the alley to the back door of the store, raised his hand and knocked lightly a few times.

In an instant, there was an angry roar from the room: "Dog, you still want to disturb Lao Tzu's sleep, right?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu......"

The old man immediately opened the door of the house, but he was stunned the moment he saw Shen Chen.

Then he frowned and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter with finding Lao Tzu?" Get out of here! ”

This is an old man with a sword eyebrow. Although his skin is slightly dark, it is not difficult to guess that he was definitely a handsome guy when he was young.

That tendon meat is estimated to have been practiced by striking iron all year round. At first glance, it gives a rather frightening feeling.

But who is Shen Chen? The moment he saw the old man, he slowly handed over the wine in his hand.

Then he raised the corner of his mouth and said with a light smile: "I was introduced by the old master Xue." No, the wine is already ready for you. ”

The old man didn't seem to be interested in the title of Old Master Xue, but he was very concerned about the bottle of wine handed over by Shen Chen.

But anyone who loves wine and knows how to drink knows it. Really good wine is not available on the market.

Especially like the bottle of wine in Shen Chen's hand, even if the bottle has been sealed. But it still wafts with a rich aroma of wine.

"This ......" the old man's unsmiling look disappeared in an instant, replaced by surprise.

He casually took the bottle and examined it carefully.

Just about to open the wine, Shen Chen quickly blocked the bottle mouth and grinned: "Master, it's not right for you to do this." ”

You must know that Shen Chen's purpose when he came over this time was to ask for a sword of his own.

As long as the other party is willing, this wine will definitely not be able to run away.

But there was no mention between the two of them about building weapons, and the old man wanted to open the wine first. Very unruly.

Unexpectedly, the old man's eyes widened angrily and said: "Lao Tzu just wants to open it and smell it, what if it doesn't agree with Lao Tzu's mind?!" ”

The old man screamed one by one, and Shen Chen's voice was speechless.

But he knew it might be the other party's mantra. If you want to change it, it's not that simple, so I don't mind much.

But when it comes to buying and selling, it's not like you can change it at will if you don't like it.

"Master, I haven't opened this wine. If it's not to your liking, return it to me. In the future, I will meet a casting master who is more powerful than you and likes wine more. Wouldn't I have lost a fortune? ”

Shen Chen didn't mean to provoke the other party, but he really felt that this old man was too paranoid.

"What do you mean?!"

Where did the old man expect that a junior would dare to talk to him like this? Deng Shi lowered his voice and said word by word.

Seeing this, Shen Chen just smiled faintly. "Literally."

This made the old man angry. gritted his teeth for a long time, but finally suddenly raised his head and smiled, signaling Shen Chen to go in.

"I haven't met a kid like you in so many years, and now it's an eye-opener."

After saying the "click", he directly opened the seal of the wine bottle with brute force.

It's just that Shen Chen didn't say anything this time, just found a stool and sat down lightly.

"Good wine! What a good wine! ”

The old man sniffed the bottle gently, and the rich aroma of wine instantly fascinated him.

Not to mention him, even Shen Chen, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but show an intoxicated look.

Probably afraid that Shen Chen would suddenly regret it, the old man hurriedly kicked the wine into his arms, turned around and asked, "Say, what are you looking for me?" ”

Seeing that he had finally gotten to the point, Shen Chen got up and hugged his fists and said, "The junior came this time to find the master to build a weapon. ”

Probably guessed something by looking for it, the old man replied without the slightest surprise: "There are many weapons here, just pick them." ”

Truly. When Shen Chen just entered the house, his eyes were aimed at the dazzling array of weapons around him from time to time.

Knives, swords, spears, axes, and even hammers.

From the monk's point of view, these are just ordinary and obscene goods.

But if you look at it from the perspective of a warrior, these can indeed be called superb. After all, there is absolutely nothing to say about sharpness.

It's a pity that what cultivators want is not how gorgeous and sharp they are, but just a soul.

With the blade of the soul, it can be called a spiritual treasure.

As for the Lingbao, it is divided into four grades: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and best grade.

Further up, there are venerable weapons, holy weapons, immortal weapons, and artifacts.

Of course, Shen Chen did not expect to have an existence that surpassed the spirit treasure. After all, in the cultivation realm, he got a superb holy weapon at most.

"Master, these weapons ......"

Without waiting for Shen Chen to finish speaking, the old man suddenly said angrily: "What? Don't like these blades of mine? ”

"Definitely. None of these weapons can be seen by any junior. ”

Shen Chen's decisiveness surprised the old man a little. But soon he said coldly: "Then you can take this bottle of wine with you!" ”

I can't see that this old man is quite confident in his work.

Shen Chen's decisiveness hurt his self-esteem. I'd rather not even drink than say a bad word about these weapons.

"Master, I actually want a handful...... A sword with a soul. ”

After half a ring, Shen Chen said what he wanted to show.

He didn't know how to describe the spiritual treasure of the cultivation realm. After all, this is the earth, and all living things are dead.

But in the cultivation realm. A really good sword can give birth to its own sword spirit through time!

Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, his eyes became much sharper.

He stared at Shen Chen as if surprised, and only after a long time did he say suspiciously: "You said you want a sword with a soul?" ”

Seeing that Shen Chen nodded inexplicably, he suddenly said in a condensed voice: "Follow me." ”

After speaking, he was the first to walk out of the store.