Most of the soldiers used by the warriors were Xuan soldiers.

According to the material, the inscriptions are divided into nine products.

Powerful Xuan soldiers are hard to find, every birth must be fought for by major forces, in Dark Star City, the weapons used by the three major families are only three-grade Xuan soldiers, worth about 200,000 silver coins.

In this Xuanqing Pavilion, the top Xuanbing is nothing more than that.

"Are there any sword-like soldiers? Qin Yuxiang asked.

She has been in the Qin family for so many years, although she doesn't have much savings, it is more than enough to buy a low-level Xuan soldier.

"Yes, you two come with me. ”

The shopkeeper took Qin Ya and the two into the corridor and came to a large gate, where there were two guards in front of the door, bowed, and respectfully opened the door.

After entering, the two of them visibly felt that the air around them had become solemn and cold.

When you look up, you can see that the rows of wooden frames in front of you are lined up with various weapons of various colors, which are either cold and cold, simple and heavy, or strange and strange.

These weapons lay there quietly, exuding bursts of different edges, as if waiting for the arrival of the Lord of Fate.

"Two, the sword class is here. ”

casually picked up a cyan sword weapon, flicked his fingers, and the sword chant was crisp and long.

Qin Ya glanced at the introduction, which read: "The second-grade Xuanbing Qingfeng Sword, the essence of bronze is supplemented by the casting of dark iron, and there are two inscriptions of wind and one inscription of force. The price is 40,000 silver coins. ”

"Ahem, Xiaoya. ”

Qin Yuxiang coughed twice, and said to Qin Ya with an embarrassed face: "That, Xiaoya, I only have 35,000 silver coins, let's choose something else." ”

"It's okay, auntie, you can choose as much as you like, I have money. ”

"Where did you get the money? Qin Yuxiang was puzzled.

Qin Ya smiled and said, "Pick it up." ”

"Poor mouth. ”

Since Qin Ya said that he was rich, Qin Yuxiang didn't ask too much, he looked around on the weapon rack and picked up the sword weapon that he was satisfied with.

Qin Ya also wandered around this huge arsenal, and from time to time he also commented critically, although he was not a foundry master in his previous life, he still had knowledge.

In addition, the weapons here are not too advanced, and his level is enough, the shopkeeper on the side heard this, thought about it carefully, and saw that he was not far from ten, and became more and more respectful to Qin Ya, faintly a little flattering.

"Huh....... ”

Qin Ya walked and walked to a strange place.

The other weapons in this arsenal are clearly classified, sword to sword, knife to knife, gun to gun, but here it is different.

"Shopkeeper, what do you mean by this? ”

"Hui Gongzi, here are some weapons that cannot be classified, they are all ancient objects, and it is a pity to throw them away, so put them here to see if anyone can discern them. ”

"Oh, it sounds like a leak, interesting. ”

Qin Ya smiled, quite amused, walked up, and watched carefully.

But after looking at it for a while, he was a little excited, these things are ancient, but they are not useful, and they are not even as good as a first-class Xuanbing.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye.

This thing is a three-legged bronze tripod furnace, three inches high and two inches wide, the shape is simple, and a lifelike lotus flower is carved on the stove lid.

"It's ......"

Qin Ya's heart beat wildly, he walked over, picked it up and looked at it, his pupils shrank, and he was instantly sure that this thing was too familiar, it was definitely it.

Spiritual weapon, Qianyuan a gas furnace!

The alchemy furnace of Danzun in the previous life!

Spiritual weapons, in the history of the firmament realm is also very few, the Qianyuan Qi Furnace in his hand is one of them, what is the spiritual weapon, contains the spirit god, is the birth of self-consciousness, with its own personality of the weapon.

At this time, the spirit body in the Qianyuan furnace in Qin Ya's hand had almost collapsed, and only a trace of spiritual sense remained, and it had been sleeping for nearly ten thousand years.

In Qin Ya's memory, this spiritual weapon was defeated by the Creation Dao Dan Thunder Tribulation with him, and after he was reborn to ten thousand years, he thought that this spiritual weapon was also wiped out, but he didn't expect it to have not dissipated, but survived to this day.

"Hehe, Purple Lotus Tianyan, Qianyuan One Qi Furnace, the two great alchemy weapons of Danzun in the previous life, are now gathered, gathered. Qin Ya smiled, in a good mood.

"Shopkeeper, I think this Ding furnace is quite atmospheric, how to sell it. Qin Ya was holding the Qianyuan Qi Stove, and the more he looked at it, the more happy he became.

"Everything here is sold for the price of a first-grade Xuanbing, three thousand silver coins. The shopkeeper glanced at Qin Ya suspiciously, could it be that this Ding furnace is still a treasure, but the rules are like this, and he didn't increase the price.

"Oh, I bought it. ”

Soon, Qin Yuxiang also chose his own weapon, which was a second-grade Xuanbing Star Trace Sword, with a price of 40,000 silver coins, the same as the Qingfeng Sword.

"Auntie, don't you choose a better one, my nephew has money. ”

"Heh, no, I think this Star Scar Sword is pretty good. Qin Yuxiang shook her head, and looked at the Ding furnace in Qin Ya's hand again, a little curious, "Xiaoya, what is this thing you are holding in your hand, it looks quite ancient." ”

"I'll tell you about this later. Qin Ya smiled mysteriously.

"By the way, Xiaoya, don't you choose a weapon?"

Qin Ya touched his chin and thought for a while, remembering the scene when his palm was injured by Li Peiyi in the Mangshan Mountain that day, his heart moved, and he looked around.

"Well, this gun is good. ”

Walking up to the gun rack, he took a pitch-black spear and weighed it.

"Well, two hundred and thirty pounds, one hundred battles, this name is domineering enough, that's it. ”

Hundred battle guns, second-grade Xuan soldiers, 60,000 silver coins.

"Childe, a total of 103,000 silver coins. The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly, business of more than 100,000 silver coins is rare, no wonder he is so happy.

For him, Qin Ya is a god of wealth.

Qin Yuxiang was nervous, she had more than 30,000 silver coins on her, although Qin Ya said that she was rich, but she was still a little suspicious, the huge amount of 100,000 yuan in front of her, she had not seen it in the Qin family for so many years.

"Okay. ”

Qin Ya put his hand into his arms and took out a large pile of silver tickets from the storage ring, after selling the wind and rain swordsmanship, he was carrying hundreds of thousands of huge sums of money.

"One, two......"

When Qin Ya counted out eleven silver tickets with a denomination of 10,000 and handed them to the shopkeeper, Qin Yuxiang on the side was already dumbfounded, and he had an unrealistic feeling.

The wad of silver tickets made her dizzy.

"Xiaoya, when did you get rich. Qin Yuxiang lost her mind and said.

"Picked it up. ”

The shopkeeper took the silver ticket with a face full of surprise, and at the same time shocked in his heart, even the young masters of the three major families in Dark Star City are not very rich, where did this come from.

"Come, Childe, find your seven thousand silver coins. ”

After leaving the Xuanqing Pavilion, Qin Ya went to Huaque to buy medicinal materials.

"Old man, business has come to the door. Qin Ya shouted as soon as he entered the door.

Hua Que, who was basking in the sun in the yard, couldn't help but stare when he heard this, "This kid really doesn't know how to respect the old at all." ”

Just as he was about to go out, a shadow was one step ahead of him and had already rushed out.

"It's really a big girl. Hua Que said with emotion.