"It's so boring!"

Behind the north area of the center of the square, Xia Hanmeng pouted, his head resting on Xia Hanyan's shoulder blades, looking listless.

"Bear with me a little longer, it will be interesting when the bright sword session arrives. The Zheng family's spirit soldiers didn't get it last year, and if there are spirit soldiers this year, they will get whatever they say!"

Xia Hanyan stroked the green silk on Xia Hanmeng's forehead, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Hey, my two good sisters are also waiting for the spirit soldiers!"

A voice like a yellow bird sounded, and Shui Ruoyao twisted her waist and walked over with brisk steps.

"What a coincidence, I can meet you anywhere!"

Xia Hanyan glanced at Shui Ruoyao and frowned.

At last year's sword meeting, whenever she fancied the sword, the other party always had to compete with her. Even if she got the sword in the end, it was for a very high price.

"Two good sisters, I don't know if you mind if my sister and me sit here?" Shui Ruoyao poked out and pointed to a seat next to Xia Hanyan.

"With my sister's temperament, even if we sisters mind, you will sit down, right?" Xia Hanyan glared at Shui Ruoyao angrily.

"You still know me!" Shui Ruoyao covered her mouth and chuckled, straightened her skirt, and sat on the chair.

"Brother, this way, this way!" The three of us have prepared a place for you!

Huo Ran, an excited shout attracted the attention of the Xia sisters and Shui Ruoyao.

I only saw Wang Xiaohu standing on a chair, waving his hands, and looking in the direction of his waving hand, Chu Beimo and his group of five were walking leisurely.

"Two good sisters, since you don't want me to sit next to you, then sister I will choose another place. ”

Shui Ruoyao smiled skillfully, and as soon as the words fell, she got up and walked towards Wang Xiaohu's location.

"It's really a good calculation!"

Xia Hanyan pursed his lips, and then pulled up Xia Hanmeng: "Sister, follow! Let's go to the pawnshop brother and sit there." ”

"It's quite kind, it's done well!"

Bing Tongtong jumped down and sat on the soft chair, and gave Wang Xiaohu a thumbs up approvingly, just like a little adult.

"Brother pawnshop, you're here! Where's the baby?

Shui Ruoyao walked over and greeted a few people very politely.

"What baby?"

Hearing Shui Ruoyao's words, Wang Xiaohu, Shi Hao, and Zhuo Bufan stared at Chu Bei at the same time, with confusion and curiosity on their faces.

"Nothing. Chu Bei waved his hand casually, avoiding Shui Ruoyao's question.

Yichun Street.

"Huh, this Pingzhou City is also one of the top ten cities! This Yichun Street is the main road, why are there so few people?"

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman of about 20 years old wearing a light blue vibrating waist toro.

The three thousand green silk of the beautiful woman rolled up a loose cloud bun, and wore a painted silver tie at will, with a graceful posture, just like a pair of ladies and gentlemen.

The beautiful woman is none other than Long Shuangxue, the favorite daughter of the emperor of the Heavenly Star Kingdom.

"Princess, do you think there will be any activities in Pingzhou City today?" said Hexiang, who followed closely beside Long Shuangxue.

"Xiang'er, how many times have I told you, as long as you leave the palace, don't call me princess!

"Got it, Sister Frost Snow!"

Hexiang rolled her eyes, then turned sideways and pulled a pedestrian: "Is Yichun Street the most prosperous street in your Pingzhou City? Where have all the people gone in broad daylight?" "As soon as I heard this, I knew that you were outsiders, and you had never paid attention to our Pingzhou City. It's now, but the annual sword conference in our city, people who like to join in the fun have gone. The pedestrian who was pulled by Hexiang replied.

"Sword Meeting?!"

Long Shuangxue's eyes lit up, if she could get a spirit weapon through this, she could give it to his father as a birthday gift.

"Uncle Hong, let's go to this sword conference and have a look!"

Long Shuangxue turned her head to look at Hong Jiu beside her, her hands folded, and there was a little pleading in her eyes.

"It's nice to say it's the Sword Conference, but it's hard to say that it's a bunch of iron-screwing people exchanging experiences, and there won't be the spirit soldiers you think. Hong Jiu guessed Long Shuangxue's thoughts, shook his head and said.

"No spirit soldiers?hehe, you also look down on our sword conference. At last year's meeting, the Zheng Clan's Armory Workshop produced a spirit soldier. In my opinion, there should be one this year!" The pedestrian looked at Hong Jiu with disdain, then turned to leave.

"Uncle Hong, did you hear that? there will really be spirit soldiers!"

The excited voice fell, and Long Shuangxue quickly caught up with the pedestrians who had already walked away, and asked where the Sword Discussion Conference was held.

On the other side, Pingzhou Square.

With the construction of a high platform in the central area of the square, the emotions of the people who watched the sword were gradually mobilized.

According to the experience of previous years, once the high platform is built, it is the beginning of the bright sword.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for everyone to look forward to the most. ”

As soon as the high platform was built, Zheng Yuan jumped and landed on the stage, and then his eyes swept over the audience: "If you have a good sword, don't hide it, after all, the next time is related to the future development!"

"This year's sword forging workshop will be the first to come to my Zhu Sword Forging Workshop!" As soon as Zheng Yuan finished speaking, a rough and majestic voice sounded from the audience.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his forties, of medium build, with a square face, and wearing a gorgeous robe.

"It's Boss Zhu, I didn't expect him to grab the first bright sword this year!"

"I bought their sword, the texture is good, it's very sharp!"

"With the scale of their family, they could have changed their name to the Armory Workshop a long time ago, but it is a pity that their family has not been able to show off the eight-grade and nine-grade swords at the Sword Conference. ”

"Could it be that the Zhu Clan's Sword Forging Workshop has been able to come up with 8-grade and 9-grade swords, and is it ready to officially change its name today?"

......

There are seven grades of spirit soldiers, which can be directly distinguished by the color of the light emitted by the sword body. The first to seventh products correspond to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple respectively.

As for the ordinary weapons under the spirit soldiers, they are also divided into grades, and there are nine grades. The difference is that ordinary weapons cannot be seen at a glance, and people who understand swords need to start from the texture and sharpness to identify and determine their grades.

"Lift!"

Zhu Youheng came to the high platform and glanced at the three men behind him who were holding long wooden boxes in both hands.

After receiving instructions, the three men held the wooden box diagonally with their left hand, the lid facing the crowd in the audience, and then raised their right hand towards the lid of the box.

"Click!"

With a uniform crisp sound, the long swords in the three wooden boxes appeared in everyone's sight.

"These three swords came out of the same furnace, and they were two feet and one inch long, and they were made of black iron. Boss Zheng, you are also a person who understands swords, you might as well identify it. ”

Zhu Youheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and took out a sword from the box nearby and handed it to Zheng Yuan's hand, with a look of confidence between his eyebrows.