He Lingchuan took the broken knife casually, and made exactly the same action, two feet away from the plank.

With a click, the plank snapped in two.

Before the blade arrives, the sword qi goes first.

Li Fubo couldn't help but be moved: "Good knife, although the blade is broken, the heart and eyes are still there, and they are still awake!" ”

Mao Tao interjected: "Is there a difference between the knife heart and waking up and sleeping?" ”

"Of course there is. After the magic weapon is broken, even if the heart eye can still be saved, it will most likely fall into a deep sleep. He Dashao's knife is interesting, well, interesting! ”

He Lingchuan only cared: "Can you cultivate?" Be sure to keep the knife eye. ”

"This knife has been perfected, and it has a tenacious temperament, although it is still broken, it is indeed a pity to recast it."

He Lingchuan was slightly stunned, the broken knife is already a spiritual weapon? Before leaving Blackwater City, the people at the artisan shop didn't say that.

It's only been a month, and the broken knife has actually been upgraded?

Eccentric.

Li Fubo stroked the knife ridge and couldn't put it down, "If you want to keep the knife eye and completely repair it, you can't use conventional means." Well, you can try the method of planting knives. ”

Mao Tao couldn't help but interject: "Knives can also be planted?" ”

I've heard of planting vegetables and trees, but I've never heard of planting knives.

"Generally speaking, when a sword is broken, it is broken, and it can only be forged in the furnace. But if it develops spirituality, it will have to find another way. After all, it is the spirituality of gold and stone that is truly unavoidable. Li Fubo stroked his beard and said, "The gecko's broken tail can be regrown, and the blade is broken, it may not be impossible to be reborn, but the conditions are harsh." ”

It's good if it can be repaired, Songyang Mansion is probably going to open its mouth. He Lingchuan exhaled secretly: "Master Li, make an offer." ”

The broken knife given to him by Zhong Shengguang is still a defective product, and there are many differences; He wondered what would happen if the knife was completely repaired.

"I don't set the price! I charge a maximum of handmade money. Li Fubo waved his hand again and again, "The method of 'planting a knife' is extremely unpopular, and it must be gold." ”

Sure enough, in the end, you can't get around the gold. He Lingchuan laughed: "Your store is also the number one treasure in the capital, so there must be no shortage of this material?" ”

Steward Zhao couldn't help but say: "He Dashao, the amount of rium gold surviving is less than that of the extraterrestrial meteorite, and we only have two pieces in the store." The entire Shihuan City has not received new gold in the past three years. ”

Li Fubo interface: "Even in the origin of the Xuan Mountain, the gold is not easy to find. It doesn't even have a vein, but the golden essence is transformed after it has gained spirituality. This thing runs all over the mountain, hides when it sees people, and basically only relies on chance to catch it. ”

"And what is the price of this chance?" Of course, He Lingchuan knew the truth that strange goods could live, but in fact, he was also a little apprehensive. His little money can walk sideways in Blackwater City, but in Shihuan, where celebrities and wealthy people gather, I'm afraid ......

"Last year, the Hengshui store next door sold a piece of rumium gold, the volume was only half of our collection, and the price was fifteen pieces of third-grade Xuanjing, a total of six catties."

He Lingchuan and the others were shocked when they heard the words "Shangsanpin Xuanjing". After the Emperor Slurry descends on the ground, a small part of it will burrow into the ground and turn into Xuanjing, which has a great change in effectiveness and nature, but it is the best source for cultivators to replenish their true power. Its grade is divided into upper, middle and lower levels according to its color, and each level has three grades.

These three grades are beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators on tiptoe.

He Lingchuan knew the price of Xuanjing very well, and he had a middle-grade and low-grade one in his arms, just one piece. It's outrageous if this thing is even a pound!

Steward Zhao continued: "You also know that this grade of Xuanjing is generally not priced in gold and silver. If you have to convert, the current price per catty is about 20,000 taels. ”

120,000 taels! The price of buying a piece of rumium gold is actually 120,000 taels! Mao Tao easily kept her face unchanged, but her nostrils were dilated, and her breathing became heavy.

How big is the pile of 120,000 taels of silver stacked together?

He has been robbing on the Red Cliff Road for many years, collecting money from other people's houses of sand bandits and removing various expenses, and the real income in the past 15 years is at most a quarter of this amount.

He Lingchuan stroked his chin and was extraordinarily calm: "It's really ......" It's so expensive! Even if he is "broad and small", the monthly pocket money is only two or three hundred taels of silver, where can he make up 120,000 taels? "It's not cheap."

In the countryside, you can be a powerful and blessed person for a lifetime, but at the feet of the Son of Heaven, you can only buy a piece of metal for repairing knives.

It seems that if he wants to go smoothly on this path of cultivation, he will have to think of another hard money.

Steward Zhao nodded in agreement: "Yes, this spiritual weapon is really not cheap to maintain." However, although this knife is good, after all, it is broken, and it is inconvenient to the enemy. He Dashao may wish to find another weapon at hand, there are many options here in our store. ”

He Lingchuan laughed and laughed, should he be scolded for looking down on people, or should he thank him for his thoughtfulness? He rolled his eyes: "Are you so sure that Ben Dashao can't afford to buy gold?" ”

This kind of second ancestor who pretended to be 13, Steward Zhao saw too much, and waved his hand with a smile: "This thing is indeed too expensive, in business, the villain also hopes to save some costs for the big and young." "If you have money, you take it out, so why bother talking nonsense?

He Lingchuan tapped his fingers twice on the table for reflection, and then asked the craftsman Li Fubo: "How much rium gold does it take to repair my broken knife?" ”

Li Fubo immersed himself in mental calculations, and said after a while: "It's a little smaller than the one sold by Hengshui Bank, it's enough." ”

That would have to be in the early 90,000,000s, right? I can't make up the number of times I sell He Dashao.

But he didn't panic, turned his head and asked Steward Zhao: "Do you also collect spiritual weapons here?" ”

Steward Zhao was stunned: "You still have a spiritual weapon?" ”

Below the artifact is the spiritual weapon.

In this world, it is impossible for artifacts to exist, so spiritual artifacts are among the top, even if the quality is a little worse, the major sales houses will have to break the head. The Great Kite Kingdom, together with the sales bank in Shihuan City, has only seen one new spiritual artifact appear in the past year. But this little nouveau riche said that he not only has, but also two?

Is it intact?

Does it work?

Of course, the well-trained Steward Zhao would not say this idea publicly, but just smiled like a full moon: "Can you take it out?" ”

He Lingchuan took out the purple gold pestle from the storage ring and put it on the table with a loud voice: "Master Li, take a look." ”

This pestle is purple and gold, the surface is full of runes, and there is a monster withered at the top, with a wide nose and a large mouth, protruding eyes and jaw whiskers, and four pull rings on the soles of the feet, and the end of the pestle is sharpened like a vertebrae.

Master Li sighed, picked it up with both hands and looked at it carefully, the tip of his nose was almost on the pestle, and he couldn't help but say "ah" again: "He Dashao, where did you get this treasure?" ”

He Lingchuan leaned back: "First of all, you can say whether it is a spiritual weapon, how much it can be worth." "The purple gold pestle has been eating ashes in his storage ring for months, and it can finally come in handy.

Steward Zhao also stared directly at this treasure pestle, his eyes widened and rounded, and his mouth was hesitant: "This, this can't be ...... I read that right! ”

They are all under the sect of the Instrument Sect, and they are close to the national capital, how can they not know such a famous treasure?

He also couldn't care about the gaffe, and said to Li Fubobaba: "Master Li, please check it, check it!" He Lingchuan said again, "Forgive me, we have to verify the truth." ”

"It's okay, just check it." Real gold is not afraid of fire.

Next, Li Fubo took out an unknown potion and dripped it on the pestle, and the runes on it immediately flew out of the pestle and slowly rotated around the pestle. Li Fubo didn't blink when he saw it, and said for a long time: "It's the Kuoshan Fu Spell, that's right." ”

Then he walked briskly to the inner hall, got a finger-sized piece of metal out, and approached the pestle-headed beast's head.

The beast's head had closed its eyes when it suddenly opened its eyes and swallowed the metal in one gulp.

"Why bother? And a piece of fine fine gold is wasted. He Lingchuan stretched out the broken knife, and Dangdang knocked it on the beast's head three times, "Hey, wake up, sing twice to the masters." ”

The monster had already looked at him wrongly, but now it was even more angry, and yelled at him three times, as loud as a cow, and shook the dust on the beams to fall.

Steward Zhao and Li Fubo laughed from ear to ear: "Sure enough, it's a mocking wind beast!" Sure enough, it was Sun Guoshi's purple gold pestle! ”

"This is mockery?" He can't blame him He Lingchuan can't recognize it clearly, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, except for the one on the monument, everything else looks alike.

"It is said that when this purple gold pestle was cast, a wisp of the spirit of the mocking wind was added." Li Fubo exclaimed, "Even if we want to forge such a treasure now, we can't find such a precious beast soul. ”

Steward Zhao couldn't help but say again: "Dare to ask He Dashao, where does this treasure come from?" ”

The more valuable the treasure, the more exquisite the origin. Songyang Mansion is a famous sect of instruments, and it cannot blatantly accept stolen goods.

"This is our little trophy!" Mao Tao answered at the right time, beaming, "Sun Fuping, that old thief, is defeated by our Lord He and He Dashao!" ”

The three people on the opposite side were moved together. Steward Zhao lost his voice and said: "It turns out that Lord He is the ...... of Qiansong County and Qiansong County."

The matter of Sun Fuping, the former national teacher, breaking the halberd in the Panlong Desert, had spread all over the national capital a few months ago, and Shi Huancheng, as one of the accompanying capitals, would certainly not miss the news.

"The former Qiansong County Guard, now Lord He is the governor of Xiazhou."

Steward Zhao's attitude towards He Lingchuan was immediately different, not only with a courteous smile, but also with a lower waist: "Such a treasure, the villain can't be the master, and he needs to ask for instructions." Can He Dashao wait a moment? ”

He Lingchuan waved his hand: "As soon as possible." "It looks like there's a play.

Steward Zhao immediately took Li Fubo and walked back, and the boy who stayed behind stepped forward and exchanged a cup of hot tea for each of the two distinguished guests.

……

Steward Zhao and the two walked straight through the back hall, went out through the small door at the back of Songyang Mansion, crossed two alleys, and walked into a large mansion.

The area of the house is worth half of Songyang Mansion, but unlike the crowds over there, there are only ten people in the huge mansion here, and everyone walks lightly.

The wax plum blossomed just right, and the snow on the trail was swept clean. The branches that have lost their leaves hang gold plates, and millet pine nuts are built into them for winter birds and squirrels to eat. Steward Zhao passed by a glazed conservatory, and saw the strange flowers and plants in it from a distance, as if they were not affected by the time.