When the words fell, he took a few steps back, shook his head again and again, and said, "How is it possible, someone can imitate it to such an extent...... It must be fake, it must be some failed down-and-out guy who deliberately added a few more laps to deceive others. Well, that's definitely the case!"

"Can you want to stop? I want to ask, what is the origin of this greatsword?" Feng Ren pressed it on the seller's shoulder, and a burst of force burst out of his palm forced the other party's figure into the distance and did not move.

Suppressed by Feng Ren's palm, the seller finally came back to his senses, his expression returned to his original lukewarmness, and he snorted: "Presumably you don't know the origin of this evil sword, right? Just show me your sword, no more compensation, and I tell you the origin of the sword, how about it?"

Feng Ren didn't answer, but turned his head to look at Huo Xiaoxuan.

Her things, he naturally has no right to decide.

Huo Xiaoxuan didn't care, and handed the giant sword forward, but there was an inexplicable trace of cunning in his eyes.

The seller nodded, stretched out his hand to take it, and when the five fingers of his right hand touched the hilt of the sword and did not grasp it firmly, Huo Xiaoxuan's five fingers instantly let go, and the giant sword fell suddenly.

For a moment, the seller didn't expect this giant sword to be so heavy, and he wanted to use his strength to lift it again, but it was too late.

Clang!

The blade of the sword was slanted, and the broad tip of the sword struck the floor, causing dozens of cracks of different depths, and the figure of the man was half shortened, almost half on his knees.

"It's so heavy, you can hold it in your hand so casually?" The seller's face was shocked, this time he was ready, but he got up and grabbed the giant sword with his hand, and estimated that the weight had reached nearly five hundred catties, and he felt that it was not something that such a petite girl in front of him could use at will.

Huo Xiaoxuan crossed her arms around her chest and hummed, "It's not heavy...... It's just that I don't know why, I feel as if the weight of this sword seems to be increasing all the time, and it should have been less than a hundred catties at the beginning. ”

"That's the weight, and the weight automatically increases...... Is it possible that the method used in the forging material metal is used? No, you have to try it yourself to find out. ”

With that, he wiped his other hand with his fingers, and a cluster of dark blue flames jumped from his fingertips, although it looked inconspicuous, but there was a terrifying heat from it.

"Try it a little, no problem, right?" At the end, the seller still asked Huo Xiaoxuan's consent, not only for her respect, but also for the fear of wind toughness.

Although he had not fought against him, he was very sure that he was definitely no match for that young man. Even if this is the territory of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, the other party is fully capable of leaving after severely injuring or even killing himself, so it is better to be careful.

Huo Xiaoxuan looked indifferent: "I have cut everything with this sword, and there is nothing in the water, fire, ice and thunder that can hurt it, you can try it casually, there is no problem." ”

"Good. ”

As if he was afraid that Huo Xiaoxuan would regret it, the man pointed his fingertips, and the dark blue flames directly touched the quaint surface of the giant sword, and the terrifying high temperature burned on the cold metal.

This flame is not simple. Feng Ren secretly said in his heart, although the overall is not as good as his Dark Lotus Fire or Huo Xiaoxuan's Amber Flame, but only in terms of the momentary short high temperature, it seems to be even better.

He had long heard that ordinary alchemists or refiners would look for some strange fires between heaven and earth to absorb into their bodies, or directly condense a cluster of origin fires by themselves, and they could go to the next level in refining medicine or refining, and get twice the result with half the effort.

If you want to do a good job, you must first have a sharp weapon.

The person in front of him doesn't seem to be as frivolous and useless as he felt before, but actually has some substance.

After a long while, even the surrounding air was filled with twisted ripples, but the surface of the giant sword did not change in the slightest.

As a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, the seller slammed his sword to the ground, gasping heavily, and his face became sickly pale, as if the action had consumed a great deal of his physical strength, and he could no longer lift the sword again.

Touching the place where he had been grilled before, it was still cold and seemed unaffected, he gasped again, and threw his arms heavily on the counter next to him.

Surprisingly, the old-looking wooden counter was not crushed, but simply shook to hold the greatsword. Then, a halo of light erupted, turning into several numbers suspended in the air.

Four hundred and ninety-three.

"What's that, weight?" asked Feng Ren casually, not understanding what the man was trying to do.

"Yes, it's the weight...... If I'm not mistaken, it's going to change soon. The man's eyes were much heavier, and he waited quietly.

After a short while, under the gaze of everyone, the fixed number actually changed.

I saw that the condensed halo was slightly blurred, and the last bit was distorted, and when it was clearly reflected again, it had become six.

The current weight of the giant sword is four hundred and ninety-six pounds.

"How is it possible, you can get heavier by roasting some over the fire?" Huo Xiaoxuan screamed, jumped up and grabbed the giant sword, checked it, and looked puzzled: "It seems to be really heavy, but the overall change is too small, and I don't feel big." ”

"Explain, if I'm not mistaken, you know the ins and outs. Feng Ren looked at the seller with surprise and joy on his face.

The other party nodded and replied, "The Evil Que Battle Sword, fifty years ago, it appeared with a strong ancient tomb reappearing with the Heavenly Forging Scroll, which caused a lot of scramble. However, there were twenty copies of the scrolls. Moreover, each copy can be called real, and it can only be considered fake. Because, it's all defective. To be precise, the maker deliberately separated a bunch of incomplete scrolls and reimagined them to fill in many parts...... Aside from the final pattern and engraved name on each of the scrolls, the twenty scrolls have nothing in common. ”

"You mean, that handle of yours and her handle are actually made from those broken scrolls?"

"Not bad. That battle could only end dramatically because of the truth and falsity of the scrolls, and many of the forces involved were divided equally, and my Divine Weapon Pavilion even got five. Over the years, there have been people who have analyzed and tried to imitate, trying to deduce the real forging method through several experiments. However, all failed...... Because, that finished product is no longer at the level of a heaven-level spirit blade, but a holy blade that can easily threaten a Dao-level powerhouse, or even a higher-level powerhouse!"

At this, there was a frenzy of adoration in his eyes, and he muttered, "Any refiner wants to be able to forge a masterpiece. Even if it is imitated rather than forged by itself, it is a supreme honor to be able to complete the Holy Blade. As far as I know, there are only two incomplete items and one complete product in the Divine Weapon Pavilion of that level of divine weapons. And in the Ancient Clan, there are only two complete products...... Ahem, as I said just now, it's best for you all to choose to forget, otherwise there is likely to be unnecessary trouble. ”

Feng Ren nodded and said, "This naturally understands." Okay, can you not go too far, just talk about this evil sword. ”

The other party also nodded again and again: "Hmm." You shouldn't know that one of the disciples of the Divine Weapon Pavilion has an experience is to imitate this evil battle sword. And there is a strange thing about this sword, the pattern on the sword grid is formed by itself according to the casting grade, not engraved by us. According to the Pavilion Master, this is an ancient alchemy thaumaturgy that has been lost, and it has been written into the scroll by a means that even he can't see. The only effect is that once the sword is completed, the quality is clear at a glance. Like the one I just had, it only has four lines, and your handle has ten lines. I couldn't believe it just now, but after trying it, I realized that it was indeed the real Ten Lines!"

"What do you mean?" Huo Xiaoxuan stretched out his finger and pressed on the circle of lines at the sword grid, tilted his neck and said, "That's true." I was a bit bored when I first got it, and it was only six laps. Then I suddenly found that it had become eight laps, and now it is ten laps. At the time, I thought I was dazzled or misremembered. ”

The seller's eyes were shining, and he clenched his hands into fists and said, "The sky is melting the flame iron, and the spirit is sucking and casting swordsmanship...... There are two rare materials that only the top refiners can control, and I am afraid that no one in my Divine Weapon Pavilion can do it independently, except for the Pavilion Master. Or maybe that's the key to making the Evil Sword truly see the light of day. Relying on the strange material of the Celestial Melting Flame Iron, with the help of the Spirit Suction Casting Sword Technique, he continued to assimilate the scorching heat, and at the same time absorbed the metal essence hidden around him invisibly, constantly improving himself, and evolving himself to a more powerful level. This is also why its weight increases. Because, that is the only most intuitive portrayal of its evolution. ”

"God, it turns out that Xiao Xuan has always held such a magical blade in your hand, but you are always wielding and slashing like a burning stick, which is really a bit of a tyrannical thing. Feng Ren smiled, and his gaze naturally fell on the giant sword.

"No, I'm going to talk to the elders in the pavilion. The appearance of an imitation of the Evil Que Battle Sword of this grade may not be able to bring a breakthrough to the next research of the Divine Weapon Pavilion!"

After that, he was already rushing towards the door, but before his left leg stepped out of the threshold, he trembled, fell limply, and closed his eyes.

Behind him, Feng Ren put down his left palm and said softly, "If you go to report the news, that won't work." ”

"It's really an unexpected gain, I didn't expect this sword to have such a history. Huo Xiaoxuan waved the giant sword in his hand with interest, and then turned into a pendant and put it on his snow-white neck.

"Let's put that aside for now, don't forget that we're here on a special mission to do. If you can, it's a good idea to bring back the broken scrolls that were left here. I think that the refiners in the Oblivion Pavilion, such as the Heavenly Machine Star, should be interested. ”

Feng Ren grabbed the fallen man's ankle and shook him up, throwing him on the side of the recliner.

The shop is in the middle of nowhere, and no pedestrians notice what is happening inside.

"Let's go. ”

Clapping his hands, Feng Ren took the lead and stepped out of the store, then turned his head to look at the rolling mountains in the distance, and smiled secretly in his heart.

It seems that there are a lot of treasures here, and you should make a good fortune before you go back!

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