Look at the 'newest' chapter' 'section' please 'visit' ask www нéi Уāпgê СΟм 黑ㄍ Yan ㄍ Pavilion or 百ㄍ度 ㄍ一ァㄍ 下: Black + Уап Rock + Pavilion with 1 step 1 first 1 hair 1 no 1 delay 1 delay 1 on 1 in 1 black ∠ ⌒ rock ∠⌒ pavilion 1 Ηéi УАпgê black ∠⌒ rock ∠⌒ Pavilion The latest next chapter has been updated Qianxin looked at the sparse customers on the iron street, boring counting: "1, 2, 3, 4 ......"

He is a war sword, to be precise, he is the sword soul of a war sword.

As a young man of the Great Earth, after being struck by a thunderbolt, he actually crossed into a sword soul and stayed in a rusty sword waiting to be sold......

This is so nonsense, too ridiculous, so unscientific!

But the most infuriating thing is that it can't be sold!

It's been seven years, and it's been seven years since the sword soul crossed into this rusty sword!

Iron Street is a weapon street in Sword Town. The Sword Trial Town was specially built for the selection of sword cultivators from the Spirit Sword Gate, and the Iron Street became a place for the apprentices to buy weapons.

Recently, the Spirit Sword Sect is going to recruit trial disciples again, and the number of people coming to the town has suddenly increased. This is an opportunity not to be missed for Qianxin, who is eager to find a sword master.

Apprentices usually have their weapons ready before the selection test begins. But seeing that the selection test is about to start tomorrow, Qianxin has not yet seen any hope of selling the sword body.

He didn't want to stay in the Rusty Sword forever. You have to go to the outside world to find the opportunity to have a real body.

But he is not a sword soul refined by a swordsmith and a sword master, and no one has taught him the ability to use a sword soul at all.

He can only rely on the little spiritual power naturally accumulated by the sword body to maintain the soul body now, and he can't leave the sword body at all.

In order to obtain enough spiritual power to maintain his activities, he first had to find a sword master, that is, sell his body. Only then will someone replenish his spiritual power. Please Baidu black じ岩じ pavilion,Thank you!

In the rusty sword body, Qianxin fiercely pointed out his middle finger at the pedestrians on the street: "Idiot! Idiot! No taste! Snobbish!"

The sword cultivators on the street, who countless mortals regarded as immortals and masters, seemed to him to be just a group of walking corpses with no vision!

When Qianxin was depressed, a mockery came from the weapons shop: "Fool, no one will buy you." You're so ugly, and you're rusty, and it's too dull to buy and chop wood!"

It's certainly not that someone is talking to him. In the past seven years, no one has found that there is a sword soul in the rusty sword.

For seven years, only another sword soul knew about the existence of Senshin. The two sword souls communicate with soul power, which is difficult for humans to perceive.

They are the only two sword souls in this "Zhang Ji Sword Shop".

However, the old guy's body sword is the treasure of the town store and is not sold. And Qianxin's ontology sword is a throwaway and can't be sold.

Every time he hoped that someone would come and buy him away, the old guy would taunt him.

Forget it, anyway, there are few people shopping to buy weapons in the morning, so let's fight with that old guy. Qianxin said to the "treasure of the town store" in the store: "Old Nufeng, you are not qualified to laugh at Lao Tzu at all. Although Lao Tzu's body is a little rotten, I still have the courage to fight again. It's much better than you hiding here and smelling and eating wax. As a sword soul, you are actually afraid of fighting, and hide when someone comes to see the sword. You're the scum of the Sword Soul!Shame!"

The sword soul in the shop, called Nu Feng, snorted: "The old man is just tired of blood. Instead of falling into the hands of a madman and causing murder, it is better to stay here and watch the world be warm and cold. It's like the word you said, it's called 'the years are quiet'. ”

"The years are quiet, and it's a woman. You can only call the old turtle shrunken!"

Qianxin didn't bother to fight with the sword soul called Fufeng, and now a few more people came to see the weapon.

All the boys and girls who came were teenagers, looking at the various swords in the weapon shop one by one, curious and cautious. They had come to take part in the selection test, and they were buying their first sword in order to practice swordsmanship.

Qianxin also looked at the group of children one by one.

The first one is too sharp, and at first glance he is a grumpy guy who is easy to cause trouble. I must have been fighting with him a lot, I was too tired.

The second has freckles on his face, which is too ugly, and he must not look like a beautiful woman.

The third is a girl, with dull eyes, a dead and stupid face, and her appearance is too low.

The fourth boy had a collapsed nose and a bad face.

......

When the old man heard Qianxin's comments on these children, he almost fell off the shrine with laughter: "Are you the sword master or the target?" Look, none of the kids look at you! You're so ugly!"

It was true that these children didn't even glance at Qianxin's rusty sword.

It hurts my self-esteem so much! Qianxin remembered the blind date meeting in his previous life. It was also a high-spirited entry, a dejected appearance, when I went in, I felt that the girls were all prospective girlfriends, and when I came out, I felt that the girls were all ex-girlfriends...... None of them can be properly discharged.

"Alas, Lao Tzu doesn't care. As long as it's a female sword cultivator, no matter what it is, just buy me!" Qianxin howled.

Nu Feng sneered: "Dream! Female sword cultivators like delicate and gorgeous swords, just your main sword body, stupid and stupid, old-fashioned, all of them are styles from 2,000 years ago." There's no girl who wants you!"

"You're not a female sword cultivator, how do you know their tastes? What if they want a mighty and domineering sword? Look, a beautiful woman is coming!"

Qianxin looked at that beautiful woman Jian Xiu and began to be crooked again. Choose me! Choose me! Brother is a sword soul! Buy one get one free, stand guard 24 hours a day on behalf of the vigil and sleep!

"Huh?" The girl with a fluttering skirt and outstanding temperament really pointed to the Qianxin body sword and asked the boss: "What kind of sword style is this?"

"The Sword of the Phantom Wind Prince, a fourteen-year-old gift from the master master Tie Xuan to the Phantom Wind Prince. The owner of the weapon shop said.

"Oh, it's still an antique! It's been more than 2,000 years. You're just letting the wind and the sun shine like this?" the girl picked up Qianxin's sword body and said distressedly.

Chishin was completely drunk. Beauty, you cherish the sword too much! Buy me quickly! I am willing to die with all my strength, oh no, "the sword will break the soul"!

But when the boss said that this was not the original, just an imitation, the girl suddenly threw Qianxin's sword body into the weapon pile: "Oops, it's dirty, it's so rusty!"

"Haha, just put it there to make a sample, and let people who like to collect it choose the sword style. Who has the time to take care of it?" The boss saw that the girl disliked the sword, so he said, "Girl, you can order a new sword after this sword!"

"Ah, is that okay? Then I'll help Senior Brother Yu order one! He must like this domineering look!" the girl said in surprise.

"Stupid woman with no vision! Lao Tzu's sword has a sword soul. Your new sword is just chopping wood!"

Qianxin was angry again. And the angry sword on the shrine in the house was already laughing uncontrollably.

After this blow, Qianxin began to count the future customers as walking corpses.

At this time, a girl walked up to the weapons shop, thirteen or fourteen years old, and looked very cute. She bit her lip and looked at the swords, her watery eyes full of longing.

She desperately wanted to buy a sword, but she never spoke.

Seeing that she was wearing a coarse cloth dress, you knew that she was shy.

As soon as Qianxin found the girl, he exclaimed: "Wow, I like this chick! The face is good-looking, the body is great, the skeleton is so well-proportioned, and the cultivation qualifications must be good!"

But then, he lamented again: "It's a pity that the treacherous boss won't sell me to her." She's so poor!"

The girl watched for a long time, but her footsteps didn't move, and the owner of the weapon shop also noticed her: "Little girl, do you buy a sword?"

"Yes, I want to buy a sword to participate in the selection of the Spirit Sword Gate......" The girl's eyes were already teary-eyed.

She looked at the owner of the weapon shop and said in a trembling voice, "Boss, how much is the cheapest sword you have here?"

The boss glanced at her, and picked up a blade that had not yet been opened. The blade was so thin that it bent when it fell to the point, and it couldn't bounce back. "This, fifteen silver coins!"

The girl shook her head with a wry smile. Such a sword will bend wood and it will not be able to participate in the selection at all. At most, it's just a comparison.

She also knew that every penny was worth what she wanted, and her eyes began to look in the stack of weapons for what she could use as a sword and maybe afford it.

Finally, she saw the rusty prince's sword, "Boss, how much does this sword cost?"

"That's a sample, not for sale!" the boss said casually.

"Grass! Who said that Lao Tzu is a sample! Is there a sample like this?" Qianxin scolded, but unfortunately the boss couldn't hear it.

The girl took a few steps in disappointment, and couldn't help but look back. She has seen all the weapons shops on this street. This sword is the worst-looking, and it is most likely the one she can afford.

She decided to try again: "Boss, how much do you want to sell?"

Silly woman, you really can't bargain! Qianxin is anxious for her.

"Do you really want to buy it?" the boss glanced at the girl, pouted and quoted a price: "Two gold coins! This is the Phantom Wind Prince's sword!"

Qianxin immediately scolded: "Fuck you, you're so dark! With such a sword body, you actually want two gold coins!"

Now Qianxin just wants to give away his sword soul for nothing, and hurry up to find a reliable sword master. Especially a cute Lori sword master like this, there is no such store after this village!

"Boss......" the girl said timidly, "I only have 150 silver coins......"

Two gold coins for two hundred silver coins. Apparently the girl could not afford it.

"150 silver coins, can't you buy it! The style of this sword is exactly the same as the Sword of the Phantom Wind Prince, it is a rare ancient sword style!" the boss said again.

Chishin wanted to slap this guy. It's so expensive just by the shape, you might as well rob it!

Fortunately, the boss didn't know that this sword actually had a sword soul, otherwise it would have been a sky-high price...... From this point of view, Qianxin is very grateful to the old sword soul of Fufeng. For seven years, he hasn't betrayed Qianxin to his boss, and he is still quite upright.

The girl listened to the boss's words, biting her lip, tears streaming down her face. Her hands were in her pockets, and she counted the silver coins, undecided.

Pulling out 150 silver coins was already her limit. She did have 6 silver coins, but if she took them all out, she wouldn't even be able to stay and eat for the rest of the day. The selection of trial disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect lasted for half a month, and she couldn't survive that long.

At this time, the old man on the shrine sighed and said to Qianxin: "It seems that this girl really wants to buy you." Do you want me to help you persuade her?"

"Persuade her, can I talk to her now?" Chishin was shocked.

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