Chapter 19: The Broken Hilt of the Sword
"There's no way, if I fight back, I will be retaliated against by the Li family, it won't be good if it affects my family, and I'm rough and thick-skinned, they won't hurt me at all. The young man said helplessly, although he looked like a tiger, he was not stupid, and he knew that the Li family could not afford to provoke him, so he would make compromises, so as not to affect his family.
"In fact, if you are tough, maybe you won't be beaten, they are a group of people who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard. Ling Zun shook his head helplessly and said.
Even if a person has the talent for cultivation, if he is afraid of things and blindly retreats and compromises, he will not be able to go far, and the martial arts road originally requires the courage to move forward bravely, if he doesn't even have this bit of courage, sooner or later he will be lost to everyone.
Warriors need to be brave and brave and not afraid of any dangers.
When the young man heard this, he immediately fell silent, although he was simple-minded, it was not that he did not understand what Ling Zun said, but he was very worried that his actions would bring disaster to his family.
"Forget it, you'd better get out of here as soon as possible, if those people come again, you're in trouble. Ling Zun shook his head and said.
"What about you, have you offended the Li family?" the young man looked at Ling Zun suspiciously, and asked puzzled.
"You don't have to worry about me, you better leave as soon as possible!" Ling Zun said lightly, and after speaking, he left straight away and disappeared into the sea of people, leaving only the young man standing there in a daze.
However, he quickly disappeared into the crowd and left the city of Breeze.
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In a palatial room, Li Tuzheng knelt in front of his father, not daring to raise his arrogant head, although he was domineering outside, but he still had to behave in front of his father, otherwise he didn't know what kind of punishment he would receive, and this time it was because he was beaten outside.
The middle-aged man in front of the main hall who was not angry and arrogant was his father Li Shan, the strength of the middle stage of the True Spirit Realm, the head of the Li family;
Li Shan asked lightly: "Are you sure that the person who beat you today is a person without any family background, and his cultivation is only about the peak of tenth-level spiritual power." β
Hearing this, Li Tu kept nodding his head and said, "Dad, what the child said must be true, it is definitely a person without any family background, and only a ten-layer spiritual power cultivation, the guards I brought can testify for me." β
"Hmph, a person with no family background dares to make a move on my Li family, it's really impatient, although my Li family is not the top family in Light Wind City, but it is not something that ordinary people can trample on at will. Li Tu's father, Li Shan, said with a hideous face, and then said to his eldest son Li Yun: "Li Yun, that person is only a tenth-layer spiritual power cultivator, you bring a few powerful guards to arrest him, I want him to know the fate of offending my Li family." β
"Yes, father. Li Yun, who had been standing next to him without speaking, bent down slightly and said respectfully.
"Father, I know them, and I would like to go with my eldest brother. Li Tu, who was kneeling on the ground, said that he wanted to atone for his sins.
"Okay, you guys stand down!" Li Shan said.
After Li Tu and Li Yun retreated, they selected a few guards from the peak of the spirit warrior and prepared to arrest Ling Zun and the brute dragon.
At this time, Ling Zun didn't know that the Li family had sent guards to arrest him, but even if he knew, he would not have the slightest fear, under the premise that there was no martial artist beyond the realm of the spirit master, it was indeed easy to defeat him, but if he wanted to kill him, it would be impossible.
Just as Ling Zun was casually walking on the streets of Light Wind City, he walked all the way.
Suddenly, he stopped, because of a sudden sense of excitement in Ling Zun's soul, Ling Zun's entire body was greatly affected, and the dantian also kept rolling, as if from the originally calm sea without the slightest ripple, it instantly became turbulent, as if there was a tsunami, even the chaotic power in the body was completely out of Ling Zun's control, and he kept running around in his body, wanting to break his body.
Ling Zun's face changed suddenly, he didn't know what was going on, now Ling Zun couldn't control himself, he felt that his body was about to be controlled by others, but after a while, Ling Zun slowly returned to normal, but the excitement and excitement that existed in Ling Zun's soul still kept coming out.
Ling Zun forcibly pressed the excitement in his soul, took a deep breath, then turned his head slightly, followed the sudden inexplicable feeling in his soul, and looked at a stall not far from him, the owner of the stall was a middle-aged man about forty years old.
Ling Zun looked towards the stall, and his soul seemed to be longing for something, as if he had met a relative, as if he had met something that belonged to the same body, and Ling Zun also had a feeling as if he had met a relative, which had nothing to do with the excitement and excitement in his soul, this was an inexplicable feeling in Ling Zun's own heart, that feeling was really inexplicable, indescribable, even Ling Zun didn't know why he felt this way.
After Ling Zun felt this situation, he slowly walked in that direction, and without taking two steps, Ling Zun came to the front of the stall, which had a few things to sell, one of which looked like a broken sword, and this was only a sword hilt, there was no sword body, and this sword hilt was not a complete sword hilt, only half of the complete sword hilt, even an adult's hand could be completely held in the hand of this mutilated sword hilt.
Before walking to this stall, Ling Zun immediately made sure that it was the hilt of the sword in front of him that made his soul suddenly excited, and he felt very familiar.
"This sword hilt ......" Ling Zun turned all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't be sure of his various thoughts.
"This little brother, is it because you have taken a fancy to this sword hilt?" The stall owner was taking a boredom nap at the moment, and when he saw a customer coming to the door, he was immediately shocked and looked at Ling Zun with a smile.
Ling Zun nodded slightly, and asked in a flat tone, "What is the origin of this sword hilt?"
"Hehe, little brother, this hilt has a great history, this hilt was finally obtained by me from a very dangerous place, this is a weapon used by a strong man. The stall owner said as if he had something to do.
Ling Zun looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some playful expression, it seemed that he was really innocent, he was just a martial artist at the peak of the spirit world, and he dared to say that he had entered a very dangerous place, which was really unashamed, but Ling Zun knew that the purpose of his doing this was to increase the price, and Ling Zun did not break his mind now, even if he wanted to raise the price, then his price was insignificant in Ling Zun's eyes.
Ling Zun slowly squatted down, picked up the hilt of the sword and looked at it carefully, the hilt looked very old, without a trace of rust, Ling Zun couldn't see what material it was made of, it was extremely cold to the touch, he looked at it for a moment, and didn't see anything strange, but the more Ling Zun looked at the hilt, the more he felt very kind, but he didn't know why his soul was suddenly excited, and he didn't know why he felt that the hilt of this sword was very kind.
Ling Zun shook his head, since he couldn't figure it out, don't think about it, Ling Zun's right hand was holding the hilt of the sword, at this moment, the chaotic power in Ling Zun's dantian came to the palm of his right hand along Ling Zun's arm, just when he came into contact with the hilt, the hilt of the sword actually shook slightly, but because the vibration was very weak, the stall owner here did not find it, but Ling Zun's perception was so sensitive, even the slightest vibration was felt by Ling Zun, in order to prevent others from discovering the magic of this sword hilt, Ling Zun immediately withdrew the chaotic power to prevent the magic of this sword hilt from being known by othersγ
However, in order to verify whether the hallucination had occurred just now, Ling Zun once again carefully controlled the chaotic power in his body to approach the hilt of the sword, and the hilt of the sword immediately shook slightly, and after Ling Zun realized this situation, he immediately withdrew the power of chaos.
"It seems that this hilt is really a treasure, but ordinary people can't discover the mystery at all, maybe only the chaotic power in my body can trigger the magic of this hilt. Ling Zun thought quietly.
After a few breaths, Ling Zun's gaze finally moved away from the hilt of the sword, and then he looked at the stall owner with a blazing gaze, and said in a flat tone, "Where did you get this hilt?"
"Little brother, as I said before, I got this hilt from a very dangerous place. The stall owner smiled again and said, it seemed that he didn't want Ling Zun to know the specific origin of this sword handle, and also to sell this sword handle for a good price.
Ling Zun shook his head slightly, since this stall owner didn't want to say it, then why did he bother with it? Maybe it was just the luck of this stall owner that he saw this sword hilt in one place, but there was nothing related to this sword handle in that place.
"Then how are you going to sell this sword hilt?" Ling Zun said in a flat tone, it sounded like Ling Zun was only a little interested in this sword hilt, but he didn't really want to get this sword hilt, in fact, Ling Zun was very eager to get this sword hilt now, but in order not to let this stall owner ask for a price, Ling Zun could only make such a move.
"Little brother is really straightforward, I like people like you, my sword hilt is absolutely unique, if you miss this village, there will be no such shop, this sword hilt is not expensive, only three thousand gold coins. The middle-aged man laughed and said with a little weakness.
One thousand gold coins is equivalent to a low-grade spirit crystal, and he now wants three thousand gold coins at once, that is, three low-grade spirit crystals, perhaps because of this, he has not sold it for so long after buying it here.
This sword hilt was just something he got by accident, it wasn't at all from a very dangerous place in his mouth, and it was something that no one wanted, and the middle-aged man had already studied this sword hilt, except that it looked old, there was nothing strange at all, so he decided to take it out and sell it, but the sword handle could only be seen and could not be used, and his asking price was relatively high, so it was placed here for several days, and it has not been sold.
Of course, this price is very expensive for some people, but for Ling Zun, it is not even a dime.
Ling Zun didn't care about his shouting at all, it was only three thousand gold coins, but there were many martial artists around who were attracted by the middle-aged man's shouting, and they all looked sideways, and these martial artists showed sneer after seeing that it was the hilt of the sword.
"I thought it was something, and this broken sword hilt was worth three thousand gold coins?"
"Little brother, don't be fooled, the hilt of the sword is worthless, no one cares about it at all, he is fooling you. β
"The hilt of his sword can't be used at all, and it won't do anything if you take it, so why waste money?" said the well-meaning warrior.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was anxious, lest Ling Zun would listen to the words of those martial artists and not buy his own things, he hurriedly stuffed the hilt of the sword into Ling Zun's arms, and said with an expression as if he had suffered a big loss: "Little brother, don't listen to them, this sword handle is a treasure, and I see that this sword handle is very related to you, so I bought it for you for a thousand gold coins." β
Upon hearing this, Ling Zun couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, he didn't bargain at all and didn't think about bargaining, it was completely them bargaining, but since he had lowered the price himself, then why did he have to pay the gold coins according to his previous price? On the surface, Ling Zun still said disapprerovantly: "Okay, then a thousand gold coins." With a wave of his hand, Ling Zun took out a thousand gold coins from the space ring and gave it to the middle-aged man, who couldn't help but exhale lightly when he saw this.
When the surrounding martial artists saw that Ling Zun was really about to buy the hilt of the sword, they all scolded in a low voice: "Loser." β
When Ling Zun heard these voices, he couldn't help but shake his head amusedly, holding the hilt of his sword in his hand, and then slowly walked away from here.
Just as Ling Zun had just walked less than a hundred meters away from here, a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Big brother, it was he who beat me and insulted my Li family." β