Chapter 117: Ancestral Tree Side Branches
Half...... Half a catty?
After making sure that his ears were not mistaken, the middle-aged shopkeeper who thought he had seen a lot of winds and waves couldn't speak.
There was silence for a long time, and the shopkeeper who knew that he was a little out of shape reached out and wiped the non-existent sweat, and asked with some embarrassment:
"Casting ...... Sword? ”
It's not that he made a fuss, but Xun Ming's words sounded too unbelievable to people who didn't know.
To be honest, although Tianxing Jade is extremely rare, it really doesn't have much to do with that sturdiness and rigidity.
Using this thing to forge a sword, in addition to being good-looking, the shopkeeper really can't think of anything outstanding.
Unless...... Is it to show off your wealth?
So what is this not a disease? ……
Looking at the shopkeeper's embarrassed and confused expression, Xun Ming pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.
"If I really can't help it, I don't want to use Tianxing Jade......"
is so expensive, the money of the young master of the Immortal Sect is not money?
As he spoke, Xun Ming glanced to his side, and then grasped an ordinary standard long sword.
The moment Xun Ming held the long sword, the long sword shattered instantly, turning into countless tiny fragments and falling on the table.
The shopkeeper's eyes widened all at once.
"I didn't force it." As if he was afraid that the shopkeeper would misunderstand, Xun Ming added such a sentence again, saying that he was just holding it normally.
Although the shopkeeper was shocked, he did not doubt the truth of what Xun Ming said.
The things on the mountain, the so-called wonderful, are really just ordinary.
It's just a difference between seeing more and seeing less.
After shattering the long sword, Xun Ming waved his sleeves and put away the scattered fragments, and then took out a Fengyue coin, twisted it with his index finger and middle finger, and if the execution fell, he gently pressed it on the original location of the broken long sword.
The line price, a little more.
The shopkeeper, whose expression had returned to normal, saw Xun Ming's "small movements", bowed his head slightly, thought about it slightly, and finally seemed to have made a decision, and said to Xun Ming:
"This son, is it just that the quality of the sword-forging thing is high enough to be able to use it?"
Xun Ming recalled slightly, and then replied:
"There's a pattern, but I can't guarantee it."
In his own sect, Xun Ming has already made many attempts with the support of the sect.
From the fine iron long sword in the mortal world to the high-grade magic sword of various materials, he has tried it all.
But in the end, he picked out a few materials that could support him to hold the sword.
Tianxing jade, Yuanying dragon horn, thousand-year-old stalk ......
Sounds like the shopkeeper has something good?
It was Xun Ming who reacted, and he couldn't believe it for a while.
Did you really run into yourself like that?
Xun Ming, who was slightly active, then added:
"Now I know that in addition to the Heavenly Star Jade, there are also the dragon horns of the Yuanying Realm, and the thousand-year-old Xuanshen stems......"
Xun Ming still didn't say a few frightening terms, but he saw that the shopkeeper's eyes lit up slightly.
Pregnant?
Xun Ming's words paused at the right time, and then the shopkeeper smiled slightly.
He's a good observer.
Then the shopkeeper is Zhengsedao:
"This son, from the previous conversation, I can almost conclude that you are definitely not from a small sect, to be honest, there is a sword in the small shop that should satisfy you."
Xun Ming's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't let the shopkeeper say any more words, and said:
"The price is not an issue, take me to see it."
The shopkeeper was slightly stunned by Xun Ming's words as if he were an uncertain prophet, his thoughts were almost incoherent, and he was surprised, but the movements under his feet were not slow at all.
said "please" to Xun Ming, and walked through a side door towards the back hall.
The guy who had been waiting quietly in the corner, after seeing the two of them walking towards the back hall, couldn't help but glance at Xun Ming's back more, and then walked to the counter to take care of the store on behalf of the shopkeeper.
Passing through the side door and entering the back hall, you will find an empty and spacious room.
The shopkeeper who walked in front turned to look at Xun Ming with a smile, but after seeing the shallow playfulness on Xun Ming's face, his face stiffened, and he said "haha" twice with some embarrassment, and then took out a small silver-white dice from the square inch he carried with him and threw it into the air.
The silver dice were thrown into the air, like a sugar cube in water, splashing a circle of extremely subtle invisible ripples in mid-air, and then disappearing in an instant as if they had dissolved into mid-air.
At the moment after the silver dice disappeared, there were spiritual power fluctuations suddenly rising in the empty room, but they were completely blocked by the five seemingly ordinary wooden walls, and they did not flow out at all.
A crack slowly cracked from the floor of the room, eventually expanding into a square hole the size of a millstone for two people walking side by side.
A long staircase leads diagonally down from the hole.
Looking at the place that seemed to reveal the "true body", but in fact it was still covered with a layer of blindfolding, Xun Ming smiled slightly, but it was not broken.
The treasure trove, who hasn't seen it~
After the hole was completely stabilized, the shopkeeper bowed slightly to Xun Ming, made a "please" gesture, and then continued to lead the way.
Xun Ming followed unhurriedly, with a calm expression.
In fact, it's really not that this shopkeeper has a big heart, and he dares to casually bring an outsider into that treasure house, which can be called the foundation of the store.
It's just that Xun Ming sensed it, and there were already no less than three Jindan realm monks quietly watching in the dark.
What he doesn't perceive is just more.
The phrase "ranked first in Haishan Pass" is not the shopkeeper's nonsense.
When the two of them descended the stairs and entered the hole, the hole that had cracked out of the ground closed on its own, leaving no trace in place, as if it had never appeared.
The strange objects were covered by transparent crystal covers on the pillars that "pierced" from the ground, revealing a rich treasure.
However, Xun Ming's gaze was firmly attracted by the wooden sword hovering in the middle of the space.
As if sensing Xun Ming's sight, the shopkeeper was slightly surprised, and said:
"This is the sword I mentioned earlier, it comes from a side branch of the ancestral tree in the world, and then according to the requirements of a sword immortal, it was refined into a fairy wood long sword by a master, although the final refining failed, it was only refined into a magic sword with a magic weapon rank, but it should be able to be used just by Gongzi."
After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Xun Ming did not have the slightest contempt for the wooden sword because of the sentence "refining failure".
You know, the fairy sword is not so easy to forge!
The time and place are favorable, the quality of the sword materials, the cultivation of the refining person and the practice of the practice, all have a big way in it.
It's just such a name as the ancestral tree in the world, even if it is a side branch, it is already an extremely rare object.
How easy can it be to cut branches from the ancestral tree of the Immortal Realm?
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