The armory shop is only a small room from the outside, but when you walk inside, you go around a small wooden door and there is a wide courtyard.

Among them were more than a dozen sturdy men, working in a cloth shed.

The hammer rises and falls, the wind blows, and it is called a lively.

The strong man smiled:

"Don't look at my shop, it's not big, but if you talk about weapon-making, I say that this is the second, then no one dares to say that they are the first."

"Fighting swords here with me, you can contract labor and materials, and you can also process with materials, fine iron, dark iron, and divine iron, there is no weapon that I can't make."

The sturdy man has no taboos, just sticking gold on himself.

Fan Yi smiled:

"Take me to see the best sword here."

When the sturdy man saw that the young man was not interested, he said with a tiger face:

"No hurry, just in the back room."

As he spoke, he took Fan Yi to the right side of the cloth shed, and then pushed open the wooden door.

Sure enough, there are more than ten kinds of strangely shaped weapons on display in this room, which can be described as dazzling.

Of course, in this room, there are the most types of swords, including long swords and short swords, broad swords and willow swords, all of which are placed horizontally on wooden shelves.

The sturdy man turned his head to look at Fan Yi, then walked to a wooden frame, picked up the bottom sword, and said:

"This sword is called Jinghong, and it can be regarded as the best."

Fan Yi took it and looked at it, then pulled the long sword out of the black scabbard.

Sure enough, this three-foot green blade was shining with cold light.

Fan Yi only glanced at it, and knew that the materials of this sword were excellent, the blade was hard and the body was full of toughness.

It can only be said that this sturdy man's ability to fight swords is really good.

Fan Yi put the long sword into the scabbard and asked:

"How much silver?"

The sturdy man stretched out his index finger and shook it, and said:

"One hundred spirit stones!"

A hundred spirit stones for a Xuantie sword is still a bit expensive, and I think this man has seen the young man's extraordinary clothes, so he thinks it should be so much.

Fan Yi smiled:

"It's a little more expensive."

He handed the sword back to the man, and looked around again to see if there was a good sword in his eye.

When the strong man took the long sword, he followed closely and said with a smile:

"This sword is worth a hundred spirit stones, if you don't like it, then you are looking at something else."

Fan Yi pointed to the rest of the broadsword and said:

"How many spirit stones are there?"

The sturdy man pondered and replied:

"Twenty spirit stones are a handle, and the refined iron raw materials used are enough to slash and kill the mixed beasts, what? Do you want this? ”

Fan Yi didn't answer the man immediately, but walked to the corner of the room.

I saw a bamboo basket in the corner, and some old sword strips were inserted horizontally and vertically in the bamboo basket.

Fan Yi was interested for a while, so after walking into the bamboo basket, he picked up an old sword strip and looked at it.

The moment when the old sword strip was in hand.

Fan Yi only felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be stagnant for a moment, this feeling was too subtle, but it was real.

Fan Yi turned his head to look at the sturdy man and said:

"If I give you a hundred spirit stones to buy the Shocking Sword, can you give these to me?"

The strong man laughed and said:

"Those are the sword embryos I beat with raw melons and eggs here, and I was thinking about taking the time to return them all to the furnace and remake them. If you want it, take it all. ”

"These sword embryos haven't been cut yet, and the hilt hasn't been carved out, so it won't do much if you take them."

Fan Yi thought for a while and said:

"You put on the hilt of the sword, I'll give you an extra ten spirit stones, as for the blade, you don't have to, I'll take it back to my hometown to practice for the children."

The sturdy man knew Fan Yi's intentions, so he didn't think much about it, and quickly agreed.

He picked up the tall bamboo basket and walked out the door.

Casually instructed the craftsmen to add wooden hilts to these dozen old iron bars.

It didn't take long.

Each iron sword has a hilt attached to it, and it has been polished by craftsmen with stone sand, and although it is not sharpened, it is still the same.

The sturdy man took a large wooden box, put all the iron swords in it, and then handed it to Fan Yi.

Fan Yi put the wooden box into the storage waist card, and waited for the day to enter the small cave and give the more than ten long swords to the children in the village to play.

As for Fang Cai's special old sword, Fan Yi only waited until he left the market town to study it carefully.

Fan Yi's waist was tied with a black scabbard, and he really looked like he had the temperament of a profound monk.

The sturdy man sent Fan Yi out of the shop, and said with a smile:

"If you need weapons in the future, come to me, my name is Shi Lei!"

After Fan Yi said hello, he walked quickly towards the outside of the market town.

This time, he didn't plan to ride a horse to Tiger City, just enough to get acquainted with the colorful wings.

Fifty miles out of the market town, there are mountains and hills in front of you.

Fan Yi took out the route map and looked at it before continuing to move forward.

Until the sun sets, it still walks through the dense forest.

Long.

See a cave on the pinnacle not far away.

Fan Yi flew to the cave with colorful wings, lit firewood inside, and prepared to set off again in the evening.

After eating and drinking enough, he took out the wooden box where the iron sword was placed, and immediately found the old sword bar that was as black as ink.

He put the rest of the iron swords back into the wooden box, and looked at them carefully.

The old sword strip looks a little ugly, and the width of the sword body is not regular, but the end of the sword is much wider than the tail of the sword, which feels a little top-heavy.

Fan Yi clenched the hilt of the old sword, and suddenly felt that the spiritual power on his body had become slow.

The sword was held for a long moment, and a black aura emerged from the old iron bar.

For a moment, Fan Yi found that this old sword strip actually flashed with a sword light.

It's a thing of an unedged guy, how could there be a sword, it's really strange.

Fan Yi realized that this old sword strip was not forged from ordinary materials, and it might be a treasure to be found.

He just put it into the square inch tiger card, just waiting for the opportunity to open the blade for it.

As the sky grew darker, the roar of a bastard beast sounded outside the cave, from far and near, and many of them were mixed with strange sounds.

Fan Yi leaned against the stone wall of the cave, holding the Shocking Sword in both hands, and fell into a deep sleep.

Nothing happened overnight.

As soon as the sky dawned, a teenager kept fluttering a pair of colorful wings and walked through the dense forest.

Stay on the canopy from time to time, and continue to fly after looking at the route map.

It was noon.

The boy stopped at the top of the mountain and practiced swordsmanship as shown in a simple sword book.

Speaking of which, this set of swordsmanship is still the introductory martial art that Bai Yanfeng gave him.

It had been two days since Fan Yi left Wuzong.

At this time, in Qi Yuanming's Dao Pavilion, the four elders in purple martial robes were drinking tea and chatting.

Zhou Tong opened his mouth and said:

"Senior brother, you know that Fan Yi is going to receive the mission, so you deliberately arranged a message to Tiger City, will it be too dangerous to go this time."

When Qi Yuanming put down the teacup, he didn't answer Zhou Tong's question.

Instead, he said:

"Tiger City is located in a fortress, and it is the only passage to the Netherworld Linzhou."

"Although Li Shuming is already old, he is loyal to Wuzong."

"If it is replaced by the Wang family and the Ding family, no matter who takes over the city lordship, it will be difficult to control."

Hong Gong nodded calmly and said:

"As soon as Wang Honglin and Ding Yidao broke through the Seven Realms of cultivation, they were already ready to move."

"Secretly believe what it said, these two family heads have too close contacts with the Flower Sect, so you can't do it."

Ye Yuyi's expression was a little worried, and he said:

"Since Senior Brother wants to test people's hearts, why let a young man take risks, he is Senior Brother's personal disciple."

Qi Yuanming waved his hand and said:

"The disciples of the personal transmission are also the children of the Martial Sect, it is not good to favor too much, and it is not good to deal with many sect affairs, but it depends on the mind and the city government."

"In case one day the four of us old guys die in the Demon Domain Pile Realm, we will have a successor."

Zhou Tong smiled:

"Just because of those spirit trees? The junior brother admires and admires. ”

All four burst out laughing.