The shopkeeper's hand clenched Han Muye's palm.

Han Muye slowly withdrew his hand, and the spiritual light in his palm flashed.

A medium-grade spirit stone, not bad.

"This sword is three feet two inches long, weighs twelve catties and eight taels, and is doped with white dyed gold."

Han Muye's voice paused, and the shopkeeper looked at him nervously.

"White dyed gold is the most tough, and the body of this sword can withstand heavy pressure, which is the best grade among mortal weapons."

"It's just Senior Sister Lu, this sword has a longer blade, but it is suitable for sword cultivation with a body size of eight feet, and it should be able to give full play to the advantages of sword length."

As Han Muye's words fell, the eyes of those cultivators who were eight feet tall in the onlookers lit up.

The best of all the best.

Such a sword weapon is very difficult to come across.

The shopkeeper breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at Han Muye's gaze with a hint of gratitude.

A hundred spirit stones, it still has an effect.

"Ahem, this senior brother, I don't know how much you think the price of this sword is appropriate?" A middle-aged man in his forties wearing a blue-gray military uniform and a square face stepped forward and bowed his hand to Han Muye.

Han Muye turned his head, and there was a trace of apprehension in the shopkeeper's eyes.

"If this kind of sword weapon is on Jiuxuan Mountain, it needs to be exchanged for fifty merits, and in this market, the price is naturally more expensive."

"Eight thousand spirit stones may come out?" Han Muye groaned and said lightly.

Eight thousand spirit stones.

A hint of pain flashed on the shopkeeper's face, but he still nodded.

The big man who spoke out was overjoyed, and he bowed his hand to Han Muye, and offered a medium-grade spirit stone with both hands.

"Thank you for your advice."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper He, I want this sword." ”

Eight thousand spirit stones bought this sword.

If there is no Han Muye's comments, how dare he ask for 18,000 for this sword.

Several other cultivators who wanted to buy swords showed pity on their faces, and then looked at Han Muye curiously, waiting for him to comment on the next sword.

Another medium-grade spirit stone.

Lu Qingping, who was standing behind Han Muye, could see clearly, and in just a moment, Han Muye had already received two medium-grade spirit stones.

The skill of this sword watcher is also too profitable.

Could it be that Brother Zhenxiong can also have this ability?

She didn't feel a fever in her heart.

If Brother Zhenxiong relies on this means and has a lot of money, today, can he find a good sword?

It's just that if you really spend too many spirit stones on Brother Zhenxiong, how can you repay this favor......

For a while, Lu Qingping only felt that her heart was messy, and her expectations were complicated.

The shopkeeper didn't expect Han Muye's sword to be chosen, but it became a business first, and the pain and laughter on his face were superimposed, and his expression was very weird.

Han Muye reached out and grasped the next sword.

Everyone on the second floor held their breath and waited.

"This sword is three feet long, weighs nine catties and one tael, the blade is light and thin, mixed with Xuanbing spirit iron, and the sword body is sharp, but it is rare to find a good sword."

"However, this sword is too cold, and it is not suitable for young female cultivators, but for those male cultivators who are vigorous in qi and blood, and then their swordsmanship is more agile and weird, this sword is a good choice."

As soon as Han Muye finished speaking, two people had already stepped forward.

One is an old man in his fifties, and the other is a young man in his thirties.

"Daoyou, Lu Mingchuan, the head of the Lu family in Xia Fuyuan County, I don't know how much this sword is valued in Daoyou?"

The old man arched his hand to Han Muye and whispered.

On the other side, the young man in the black power suit bowed down and said, "Please tell me if this sword is suitable for me, senior brother." ”

As he spoke, he spread out his hand, revealing a cyan bamboo root.

"I saw that my senior brother brought the elixir, and I have a piece of the root of the frost-melting spirit bamboo, and I would like to give it to my senior brother."

Frost Spirit Bamboo, the name of this elixir Han Muye has an impression, it is a good elixir, and the price does not seem to be cheap.

"Senior Brother Han, the root of the frost-melting spirit bamboo is a one-taste elixir that can be used." Lu Qingping, who was standing behind Han Muye, suddenly spoke.

It works.

That is, among the refining and increasing longevity pills, this medicine can be used.

The elixir needed to increase the longevity pill is not cheap, and even if it is dispensed, hundreds of spirit stones are also needed.

Han Muye nodded, took the elixir, and then said, "If you can trust me, you can show me how many tricks you are good at swordsmanship." ”

If you have received people and things, you can't be perfunctory, and then choose a sword after seeing the sword moves, and the sword and the person can be more compatible.

Practicing swordsmanship?

The young man was slightly stunned.

Just practicing swordsmanship, but I'm not afraid that someone will steal it.

After all, there is no one in the world who has such an understanding, and he can learn other people's swordsmanship at a glance.

But practicing swordsmanship in front of so many people is somewhat dangerous to leak one's own cultivation method.

He pondered for a moment, drew the long sword at his waist, and swung it with a light under his feet.

The movement moves between square inches, and it really looks like it's a bit vertical and horizontal.

After seven or eight moves, Han Muye suddenly said, "Enough." ”

The young man put away his long sword and looked at Han Muye.

In Han Muye's mind, the young man's sword light had not stopped.

In the chaos of the sword light, there was a series of agility, and the halo flowed until it turned into a sky full of crystal light and exploded.

Flowers bloom and fall, flying flowers and picking leaves.

Comprehend swordsmanship, flying flowers.

The inheritance swordsmanship of non-kendo sects does not have a marked rank.

But this set of swordsmanship is really a little bit good-looking.

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the head of the Lu family who spoke out just now: "The price of this sword should be below 10,000 spirit stones. ”

After speaking, he looked at the young man who practiced swordsmanship and said, "It's useless for you to just change your sword weapon, you have made a mistake in swordsmanship." ”

Wrong practice?

The young man was stunned.

All the cultivators on the second floor had a blank look on their faces.

Just now they saw that the swordsmanship was really brilliant, and most of them felt that they were not the opponents of this young man.

Even Lu Qingping also felt that her swordsmanship was not much stronger than the other party.

But in the eyes of Senior Brother Han, such swordsmanship is wrong?

Does he really understand, or, doesn't understand, pretends to understand?

Han Muye went to look at the remaining sword weapons again, but after a moment, he looked at the two more swords, and casually commented a few words.

It's just that seeing that the young man was stunned, the others were excited about the sword weapon, and they also hesitated.

If I am also said like this, I am afraid that the Dao heart will be damaged.

"Cangchang—"

When the next sword was taken, Han Muye directly drew his sword out of the sheath, and after pulling a few sword flowers, he chuckled: "Senior Sister Lu, let's do it." ”

Lu Qingping's eyes lit up.

This sword was particularly suitable when she chose it herself.

It's just that this sword is extraordinarily agile, and the sword light on it is translucent, and it is clearly a semi-spiritual weapon.

Such a good sword must be unimaginably priced.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm afraid this sword is not suitable for ......," Lu Qingping whispered.

Han Muye's long sword was returned to the sheath, and then said: "This sword weighs nine catties and five taels, it is light and sharp, it is rare to mix light spiritual iron, which can infuse spiritual energy, making the sword body lighter." ”

"This sword is just right for Senior Sister Lu, your Qingfeng Guan's swordsmanship inheritance."

Good sword, fit.

The shopkeeper smiled even more.

Lu Qingping's expression became more complicated.

Yes, it doesn't have to be a real fit......

The price of this sword, she couldn't even think of it.

"Senior Brother Han, let's take a look at ......" Lu Qingping's words were interrupted by Han Muye raising his hand.

"That's it." Han Muye raised his hand, and two crystal spirit stones fell into the shopkeeper's arms.

"Don't raise the price, 20,000 spirit stones, you won't lose this price."

20,000 spirit stones!

Those two crystalline spirit stones are high-grade spirit stones, and one is worth 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

A long sword, 20,000 spirit stones.

That's what a lot of money is thrown at you!

The shopkeeper was holding two spirit stones in his hands, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a smile appeared on his face: "Senior brother, you, your price, you are pressed hard enough......"

Han Muye picked up the long sword, turned around and handed it to Lu Qingping.

Lu Qingping subconsciously reached out to take it, touched the long sword, and felt that the sword was hot, and wanted to push it back, Han Muye had already let go, and then went downstairs.

The others upstairs looked at the swords that had been seen by Han Muye, and then looked at the black-clothed young man standing in place, his face changing, and they were all a little at a loss.

The shopkeeper wanted Han Muye to comment on the last few long swords, and when he looked up, Han Muye and Lu Qingping had already left.

"This senior brother is really powerful...... shopkeeper looked at the staircase and whispered.

The others nodded slightly.

Until Han Muye left the store, Lu Qingping, who was holding the long sword, was still in a trance.

20,000 spirit stones, buy this long sword named Liuhong.

20,000 spirit stones, how many years can you save 20,000 spirit stones?

"Senior Brother Han, this sword, this sword ......" Lu Qingping didn't know what to say.

She can't afford this sword.

"Senior Sister Lu, you remember, this is the affection of the sixth brother."

Han Muye, who was walking in front, did not look back and said lightly.

Behind him, Lu Qingping held the long sword tightly, bit her lip, and did not speak.

As soon as he walked out of the store, a figure stood in front of Han Muye.