Chapter 7: A Chance Encounter with Bingzhai
"Bao Bingzhai?"
Zong Shou remembered that this big merchant who mainly engaged in weapons was quite famous in later generations. It has almost monopolized the cloud realm, and nearly twenty percent of the armor trade has even expanded to other worlds, and even those spirit realm worlds.
Known for its high price and quality, all high-level warriors looking for weapons, the first choice is this treasure soldier.
It just so happened that at this moment, he also had the heart to find some suitable self-defense tools for himself in this ancient spirit set. After a moment's hesitation, he strode in.
The shopkeeper here is about 30 years old. Just like Zong Shou's impression, Baobing Zhai's stewards in various places are like shopkeepers, full of smiles, the image is gentle and courteous, calm and honest, and with some cunning unique to businessmen. At a glance, it was already clear that the two of them were extraordinary, not ordinary rich and noble families, and they stepped forward to greet them in person.
Zong Shou didn't care, and first glanced around cursoryly. The weapons here are all high-quality products that have been tempered thousands of times, and they are relatively high-end, and it is difficult for ordinary warriors to care.
Then he looked at the corner where the various projectiles were placed. After a round of wandering, he secretly shook his head in his heart. Those runic blades, in this era, are really not popular.
But he was not disappointed, turned to the shopkeeper next to him and asked, "Is it possible to customize weapons here?"
The middle-aged shopkeeper smiled when he heard this: "As long as the requirements are not too high, no matter what kind of weapon, as long as it is a branch of my Baobing Zhai, it can be customized!
Zong Shou didn't answer, and walked directly to the counter. He took out two pieces of yellow paper and began to draw.
Within a moment, a willow leaf flying knife and a long needle were drawn on paper. The shape is ordinary, and there is nothing unusual about it. It's just that on it, there are more lines of unknown meaning inscribed, which are quite beautiful.
Chu Xue next to him kept looking at it curiously, but he couldn't see anything, and only then did he say: "The young master's painting is really good, much stronger than before." Then Linhai Academy also teaches painting?"
Zong Shou smiled when he heard this, dropped the wolf pen in his hand, and his expression turned condensed: "The knife is two inches long, and it should be as thin as a cicada's wings." It is made of stainless steel and mixed with three grams of blood copper. I want 300 knives for this kind of knife! I need the same material for this needle. It is divided into two inches, one inch and three points, one inch, and half an inch, and four specifications, each of which requires a hundred. How much time will it take to build these?"
The shopkeeper's forehead has wrinkled countless deep lines. After pondering for a long time, he smiled bitterly: "Although these things painted by Childe are small, they are extremely exquisite, especially these lines, which should be Fu Bing right? But there are too few people, and if you want these runes to be perfect, it will take at least ten days. ”
Zong Shou had already expected that it would only take ten days, and even far exceeded his expectations. But now, he doesn't have that much time to wait.
"Ordinary blacksmiths, naturally, can't. But as far as I know, every branch of your Baobing Zhai has a spirit forging master? I want to get these things within half an hour!"
The shopkeeper suddenly glanced at Zong Shou in surprise, and then bowed slightly: "Yes, there are indeed three people stationed in my store." However, asking the spirit forge master to refine these weapons is quite expensive. Three hundred willow leaf talisman knives, four hundred stainless steel talisman needles, and the material is artificial, only seven thousand silver. It can be refined by a talisman, and it will cost at least 150,000 pieces of silver—"
Zong Shou snorted coldly and turned his head to look at Chu Xue. He was penniless anyway, so he could only ask his maid for help.
Since he can afford to sit in the cloud-turning cart and use sixteen horse-treading horses, he should easily take out this little money.
The latter did not disappoint him, and took out a silk sac casually. There are more than 300 spars of various colors in it, making a pleasant jingling sound. Then he took out only two of the fiery red hedron and placed them on the counter.
The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly lit up: "The third-order Fire Tiger Beast Crystal can be worth 100,000 lines of silver, and the son will wait." Three hundred talisman knives, four hundred talisman needles, only half a cup of tea, you can get it. ”
With that, he turned and left. Zong Shou was stunned for a while, he also had some such spars, all of which were second- and third-order beast crystals, hidden in the bag he carried.
However, a third-order Fire Tiger Beast Crystal is worth 100,000 lines of silver, what are you kidding?
After a while, I realized it again. At this time, the spiritual energy is thin, and such beast crystals are estimated to be very rare. Scarcity is expensive, more valuable than future generations, and naturally it is a matter of course.
'Own's family background is estimated to be not only extremely expensive, but also very powerful.
The flying knives and needles have all been ordered, and there is still a sword missing by his side. The steel sword he carried with him, although it was also sharp, was still a little worse.
However, this sword does not need to be customized, and there are several rune swords in this hundred soldiers, which are regarded as the treasure of the town store, and are placed at the forefront, and they are all carefully refined.
Standing in front of the weapon rack, Zong Shou hesitated for a long time before taking a bright and flickering pine pattern wind sword in his hand.
Among the several rune swords, this sword is not outstanding. However, the wind can increase the speed and be more self-defensive. It is extremely lightweight, so it doesn't take much of his physical energy, which is exactly what he needs.
I danced again casually, and it was barely easy.
Su Chuxue was already frowning slightly, and hesitated: "Young master, these talisman swords, without true qi and spirit, are difficult to use. It's better to use ordinary weapons—"
Zong Shou didn't answer, but silently channeled those air currents in the sea of qi into the sword body of the Loose Wind Sword in his hand. It is in the rune that it is about to be activated. Su Chuxue turned around suddenly, her upper body leaned slightly, her eyes were full of murder, and she looked at the door vigilantly.
At the same time, a laugh also came out of Zong Shou's ears: "It's really a place in life where you don't meet, I don't expect to meet my cousin in such a remote place as Gu Lingji." Didn't Brother Shou learn that chanting technique at Linhai Academy? How did you get here?"
In the door of the store, a handsome young man was chuckling and pacing inside. is also handsome, and his words and demeanor are like a spring breeze.
Zong guarded his body and subconsciously shrank back. subconsciously felt scared of this man, and there was a faint hatred. The next moment, his eyes froze slightly, knowing that it was the remnant instinct of this body.
In this era, except for the few characters who are above all living beings, even those who are not born in the heavenly powerhouse, he is confident that he can deal with it calmly. What is this man's virtue, what is his ability, and what qualifications is there to make him afraid?
Skimming it straight behind it. Behind this person, there were two more sturdy men, who followed step by step. His expression was silent, and his breath was dead, like the shadow of a young man.
But in his opinion, these two people are like swords hidden in the cloth, it is difficult to hide their edge, and they are extremely dangerous.
Whether it was the young man or the two servants in the back, they all had a strong body. Compared with the initial snow, there is no difference.
It's just that he doesn't know any of these three. The one who called him his cousin had only a few fragments in his mind. I can only turn around and look blank.
The young man was also extremely cooperative, and after glancing at Zong Shou, he smiled again: "After three years in the academy, you don't know me." When you were a child, you used to call me Brother Yu, do you remember?"
Zong Shou was stunned at this time, but Chu Xue snorted coldly, and his killing intent was even hotter: "Pretend, the young master has more than a dozen brothers, just count you Zong Yu likes hypocrisy! Aren't the people I and Uncle Yin killed in the past few days all sent by you? Plot to assassinate the prince, and the crime should be wiped out! Sooner or later, the king will say that he will kill all of you villains who betray the master!"
Zong Yu didn't care, but laughed out loud: "It's a long time since I've seen you, Xue'er, you're still so cute, Zong Yu is really reluctant to kill you." Hehe, a few months ago, how could my Zong Yu dare to have the slightest dissent? But now that my uncle has been confirmed, even if my Zong Yu takes the surname of my younger brother, what can others do to me?"
Chu Xue's face immediately turned white, her body shook, and she snorted coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about?
Zong Yu snorted, as if he was too lazy to argue with Chu Xue, and still said to himself: "Now that the position of the demon king is vacant, there are ill-intentioned people inside, and there are strong enemies watching outside. Is it possible, do you really want this waste to sit on the throne?"
Looking at Zong Shou, Zong Yu sneered again: "I came here just to inform Brother Shou." After all, you and I are brothers, if you are willing to give up the position of the son of the world, my Zong Yu can leave you a surname. If not, don't blame your brother Yu, who is ruthless. It's not like when I was a kid, as long as you begged for mercy, I would let you go-"
After that, he brushed his sleeves away. In the Hundred Soldiers' Zhai, Chu Xue's expression was pale, and the sect's code was thoughtful.