Ming Zheng didn't expect that the path that the person pointed out to Pei Zhenliu was the human world.

The news of buying a lot of money is just a specific direction, and the 50,000 spirit stones that were smashed are just a piece of news to repair this sword, it seems that Pei Zhenliu is really willing to work this sword. Ming Zheng can almost foresee, if this sword is repaired, how much effort will it take, how much time will it take to build a genius genius treasure, and how much human and material resources will be needed.

Sword cultivation pieces are inherently very expensive, just like human equipment, and this equipment is naturally of great use.

Ming Zheng looked at the sword, and suddenly envied the sword.

Ming Zheng felt that the spirit stones that Pei Zhenliu spent on his whole body were not as much as half of that sword, and Pei Zhenliu's attention on Ming Zheng was not as much as the thought he spent on that sword.

............

After passing through a bad alley, there is a bustling world, with lively noise and shouting.

Stepping on the bluestone slab will also make a "da-da" sound.

Ming Zheng looked curiously at the shops spread out on both sides.

East.

This column is all east.

Pei Zhenliu doesn't seem to be the first time to come, Pei Zhenliu is very familiar with this road, and leading the Ming Zheng can be regarded as going straight.

Ming Zheng looked at the items that hurriedly let go of the flowerless items in his eyes, and before he had time to come back to his senses, he was taken to a place by Pei Zhenliu in great strides.

This is a shop at the end of the alley, ordinary and unremarkable, and the things in it are piled up in a disorderly manner.

The most striking thing is a stove rising in the shop.

In the distance, I heard the sound of the iron striking.

Ming Zheng stood at the door of this shop, looking at the blooming flower in front of the door.

It's autumn, how can any flower bloom so luxuriantly?

"It's an iron-striking shop, and the temperature will be higher than the surrounding area, so this flower thinks it's spring, so it will bloom in different seasons. Pei Zhenliu also looked up at the flower, and then reached out to catch a petal that just fell in the palm of his hand.

Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu with a side face, Ming Zheng thought that her father was really good-looking. The so-called people are more delicate than flowers, is it like this, such a scene?

Pei Zhenliu smiled faintly.

Ming Zheng looked at the flower again, this flower is not a pear blossom, not a peach blossom, not an apricot blossom, not a plum blossom, and I don't know what kind of flower it is......

............

At this moment, the old man in the shop seemed to notice that a guest was coming, and he glanced out vainly, and put down his busy work.

When the old man saw such a spirited young man, he couldn't help shaking his beard, his eyes were shining with golden light, he looked optimistic about Pei Zhenliu's appearance, held Pei Zhenliu's hand, and almost said that he had missed this village and lost this shop.

"How old are you, young man? After the old man saw Pei Zhenliu, he rubbed his hands enthusiastically, and then turned out a complete chair from the pile of broken copper and iron.

The old man's eyes glowed green, and he warmly beckoned Pei Zhenliu to sit down.

Ming Zheng involuntarily took a step back, and looked at the plaque again, they really didn't look for the wrong place, is this really a serious person's business? This old man is too weird, Ming Zheng hid behind Pei Zhenliu and kept silent.

Ming Zheng silently hid behind Pei Zhenliu, and the old man who listened to it called Pei Zhenliu one by one, young man, that old man didn't think his life was too long.

Pei Zhenliu glanced down, then looked at the old man expressionlessly, and was silent.

The old man said to himself, "There is no wife?, ah, it's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have it." ”

Pei Zhenliu: "............"

Ming Zheng: "........."

Ming Zheng looked at the old man silently, did Pei Zhenliu speak? No, why did this old man make up the content himself.

Pei Zhenliu looked at the old man and seemed to have a tendency to become more and more energetic as he spoke, and coldly interrupted the old man. "This is my daughter. ”

Ming Zheng suddenly had a bad premonition, and was coldly pulled out by Pei Zhenliu for a walk, exposed to the old man's sight, looking at the old man with a surprised look at his gaze, and stiffly hooked a smile.

"Ah, ah, young man, this is your daughter!" The old man was shocked, looking at Pei Zhenliu and stopping, regret flashed in his eyes, and then he looked down at the half-grown baby, it seemed that the old man had only noticed the half-grown baby, the old man smiled awkwardly, and quickly came back. "I see that you are a good girl. ”

Mingzheng listened to the old man's words, and trembled, okay, there is nothing to say about her appearance, nothing to say about her qualifications, and she began to say that her temperament is coming, how can she be so small and have any bearing, is she lazy to do it?

Ming Zheng purred and rolled his eyes, what is this old man going to do?

Ming Zheng thought that this old man wanted to recruit Pei Zhenliu as his son-in-law, but he didn't give up when he saw that Pei Zhenliu had a daughter.

Ming Zheng was a little bored thinking, if this old man knew that Pei Zhuliu's father was the first person of the Demon Sect, the demon master of the Demon Sect, and Pei Zhuliu was the serious young master of the Demon Sect, what would this old man think in his heart. I should think that I will meet Pei Zhenliu is mold that has been poured for eight lifetimes, how can I have this red-faced appearance now......

Thinking of this, Ming Zheng couldn't help but think that if Pei Zhenliu was born in the right way, Pei Zhenliu's current reputation should be no worse than that of the male protagonist, and it may be higher.

Mingzheng thought about it, if this is really the case, every time he goes out, isn't it the same as a fan meeting? Mingzheng suddenly wanted to experience the treatment of a fighting daughter when she went out.

"Can this sword be repaired? Pei Zhenliu didn't say the kind of cleanliness habit that others would cut off their hands when they touched him, he just frowned, looked at the old man's iron hand, stained his white clothes, and quietly took it away.

Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu silently, Pei Zhenliu should not hold a grudge, Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu should be a good young man who respects the old and loves the young.

The old man watched the spirited young man speak, and he didn't care what he said, so he hurriedly responded. "Yes, yes, you can ......"

Ming Zheng looked at the old man's incoherent appearance, as if sensing what the old man was thinking. It is estimated that it is not a very good thing for Pei Zhenliu.

Pei Zhenliu seemed to be very relieved after hearing this, and nodded.

For some reason, Ming Zheng always felt that this conversation between the old and the young was not right.

Pei Zhenliu took the waste sword from behind his back and raised it. The old man who struck the iron seemed to react, and then recalled what he had just said, his face was dull, and his face seemed to be a little stiff, but looking at his Pei Zhenliu's cold eyes, the old man still took it from the good stream, and when he took it, the old man snorted.

At this time, the old man looked at the sword, and his eyes were much more normal.

"This sword is a good sword. The old man said this, put his head slightly closer to the sword, touched the sword with a look of pity, his eyes glowed with green light, and the eyes of the sword were like seeing Pei Zhenliu's eyes just now.

Ming Zheng: "........." heard that the genius is only one step away from the madman, looking at the old man who is crazy like this, it does look like a madman, because of this, it may also be a genius, Ming Zheng looked at the old man's focused expression, maybe the old man is indeed a rare and valuable ghost talent in this aspect of sword cultivation.

The old man's nerves were already much colder, he took out a cigarette stick from the corner, and began to light a fire and smoke marijuana, and the room was filled with smoke for a while, which set off the old man's face was even more unreal, and even the old man's own floating voice was even more unreal. "This sword has been broken for a long time. ”

Ming Zheng: "........." This is a broken sword that Pei Zhenliu took out from the small secret realm, how can it be estimated in this era? It should have been a long time.

Pei Zhenliu didn't have any expression, but said his estimate lightly. "Thirty thousand years. ”

Ming Zheng glanced at Pei Zhenliu with a strange face, Pei Zhenliu was clearly not a sword cultivator, why was he so persistent in looking for a sword, could it be that Pei Zhenliu wanted to change careers, and the residents respected Pei Zhenliu's observation that day, Pei Zhenliu seemed to know a lot about this industry.

The water of this sword cultivation is already very deep, and if you want to understand this industry, I am afraid it will not be a day's work.

The old man glanced at Pei Zhenliu very appreciatively, then slapped the lever and put the cigarette stick down, and then his face changed and he sneered. "In that case, how do you let me fix it, young man?"

Ming Zheng: "........." This old man has been playing tricks for so long, it turns out that this sword can't be repaired.

Pei Zhenliu still looked careless, and he didn't have any reaction to the old man's love and anger, "If ordinary people can cultivate, they don't have to look for you." ”

Ming Zheng savored Pei Zhenliu's words, Pei Zhenliu used you, Ming Zheng didn't expect that the way that person pointed out to Pei Zhenliu was the human world.

The news of buying a lot of money is just a specific direction, and the 50,000 spirit stones that were smashed are just a piece of news to repair this sword, it seems that Pei Zhenliu is really willing to work this sword. Ming Zheng can almost foresee, if this sword is repaired, how much effort will it take, how much time will it take to build a genius genius treasure, and how much human and material resources will be needed.

Sword cultivation pieces are inherently very expensive, just like human equipment, and this equipment is naturally of great use.

Ming Zheng looked at the sword, and suddenly envied the sword.

Ming Zheng felt that the spirit stones that Pei Zhenliu spent on his whole body were not as much as half of that sword, and Pei Zhenliu's attention on Ming Zheng was not as much as the thought he spent on that sword.

............

After passing through a bad alley, there is a bustling world, with lively noise and shouting.

Stepping on the bluestone slab will also make a "da-da" sound.

Ming Zheng looked curiously at the shops spread out on both sides.

East.

This column is all east.

Pei Zhenliu doesn't seem to be the first time to come, Pei Zhenliu is very familiar with this road, and leading the Ming Zheng can be regarded as going straight.

Ming Zheng looked at the items that hurriedly let go of the flowerless items in his eyes, and before he had time to come back to his senses, he was taken to a place by Pei Zhenliu in great strides.

This is a shop at the end of the alley, ordinary and unremarkable, and the things in it are piled up in a disorderly manner.

The most striking thing is a stove rising in the shop.

In the distance, I heard the sound of the iron striking.

Ming Zheng stood at the door of this shop, looking at the blooming flower in front of the door.

It's autumn, how can any flower bloom so luxuriantly?

"It's an iron-striking shop, and the temperature will be higher than the surrounding area, so this flower thinks it's spring, so it will bloom in different seasons. Pei Zhenliu also looked up at the flower, and then reached out to catch a petal that just fell in the palm of his hand.

Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu with a side face, Ming Zheng thought that her father was really good-looking. The so-called people are more delicate than flowers, is it like this, such a scene?

Pei Zhenliu smiled faintly.

Ming Zheng looked at the flower again, this flower is not a pear blossom, not a peach blossom, not an apricot blossom, not a plum blossom, and I don't know what kind of flower it is......

............

At this moment, the old man in the shop seemed to notice that a guest was coming, and he glanced out vainly, and put down his busy work.

When the old man saw such a spirited young man, he couldn't help shaking his beard, his eyes were shining with golden light, he looked optimistic about Pei Zhenliu's appearance, held Pei Zhenliu's hand, and almost said that he had missed this village and lost this shop.

"How old are you, young man? After the old man saw Pei Zhenliu, he rubbed his hands enthusiastically, and then turned out a complete chair from the pile of broken copper and iron.

The old man's eyes glowed green, and he warmly beckoned Pei Zhenliu to sit down.

Ming Zheng involuntarily took a step back, and looked at the plaque again, they really didn't look for the wrong place, is this really a serious person's business? This old man is too weird, Ming Zheng hid behind Pei Zhenliu and kept silent.

Ming Zheng silently hid behind Pei Zhenliu, and the old man who listened to it called Pei Zhenliu one by one, young man, that old man didn't think his life was too long.

Pei Zhenliu glanced down, then looked at the old man expressionlessly, and was silent.

The old man said to himself, "There is no wife?, ah, it's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have it." ”

Pei Zhenliu: "............"

Ming Zheng: "........."

Ming Zheng looked at the old man silently, did Pei Zhenliu speak? No, why did this old man make up the content himself.

Pei Zhenliu looked at the old man and seemed to have a tendency to become more and more energetic as he spoke, and coldly interrupted the old man. "This is my daughter. ”

Ming Zheng suddenly had a bad premonition, and was coldly pulled out by Pei Zhenliu for a walk, exposed to the old man's sight, looking at the old man with a surprised look at his gaze, and stiffly hooked a smile.

"Ah, ah, young man, this is your daughter!" The old man was shocked, looking at Pei Zhenliu and stopping, regret flashed in his eyes, and then he looked down at the half-grown baby, it seemed that the old man had only noticed the half-grown baby, the old man smiled awkwardly, and quickly came back. "I see that you are a good girl. ”

Mingzheng listened to the old man's words, and trembled, okay, there is nothing to say about her appearance, nothing to say about her qualifications, and she began to say that her temperament is coming, how can she be so small and have any bearing, is she lazy to do it?

Ming Zheng purred and rolled his eyes, what is this old man going to do?

Ming Zheng thought that this old man wanted to recruit Pei Zhenliu as his son-in-law, but he didn't give up when he saw that Pei Zhenliu had a daughter.

Ming Zheng was a little bored thinking, if this old man knew that Pei Zhuliu's father was the first person of the Demon Sect, the demon master of the Demon Sect, and Pei Zhuliu was the serious young master of the Demon Sect, what would this old man think in his heart. I should think that I will meet Pei Zhenliu is mold that has been poured for eight lifetimes, how can I have this red-faced appearance now......

Thinking of this, Ming Zheng couldn't help but think that if Pei Zhenliu was born in the right way, Pei Zhenliu's current reputation should be no worse than that of the male protagonist, and it may be higher.

Mingzheng thought about it, if this is really the case, every time he goes out, isn't it the same as a fan meeting? Mingzheng suddenly wanted to experience the treatment of a fighting daughter when she went out.

"Can this sword be repaired? Pei Zhenliu didn't say the kind of cleanliness habit that others would cut off their hands when they touched him, he just frowned, looked at the old man's iron hand, stained his white clothes, and quietly took it away.

Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu silently, Pei Zhenliu should not hold a grudge, Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu should be a good young man who respects the old and loves the young.

The old man watched the spirited young man speak, and he didn't care what he said, so he hurriedly responded. "Yes, yes, you can ......"

Ming Zheng looked at the old man's incoherent appearance, as if sensing what the old man was thinking. It is estimated that it is not a very good thing for Pei Zhenliu.

Pei Zhenliu seemed to be very relieved after hearing this, and nodded.

For some reason, Ming Zheng always felt that this conversation between the old and the young was not right.

Pei Zhenliu took the waste sword from behind his back and raised it. The old man who struck the iron seemed to react, and then recalled what he had just said, his face was dull, and his face seemed to be a little stiff, but looking at his Pei Zhenliu's cold eyes, the old man still took it from the good stream, and when he took it, the old man snorted.

At this time, the old man looked at the sword, and his eyes were much more normal.

"This sword is a good sword. The old man said this, put his head slightly closer to the sword, touched the sword with a look of pity, his eyes glowed with green light, and the eyes of the sword were like seeing Pei Zhenliu's eyes just now.

Ming Zheng: "........." heard that the genius is only one step away from the madman, looking at the old man who is crazy like this, it does look like a madman, because of this, it may also be a genius, Ming Zheng looked at the old man's focused expression, maybe the old man is indeed a rare and valuable ghost talent in this aspect of sword cultivation.

The old man's nerves were already much colder, he took out a cigarette stick from the corner, and began to light a fire and smoke marijuana, and the room was filled with smoke for a while, which set off the old man's face was even more unreal, and even the old man's own floating voice was even more unreal. "This sword has been broken for a long time. ”

Ming Zheng: "........." This is a broken sword that Pei Zhenliu took out from the small secret realm, how can it be estimated in this era? It should have been a long time.

Pei Zhenliu didn't have any expression, but said his estimate lightly. "Thirty thousand years. ”

Ming Zheng glanced at Pei Zhenliu with a strange face, Pei Zhenliu was clearly not a sword cultivator, why was he so persistent in looking for a sword, could it be that Pei Zhenliu wanted to change careers, and the residents respected Pei Zhenliu's observation that day, Pei Zhenliu seemed to know a lot about this industry.

The water of this sword cultivation is already very deep, and if you want to understand this industry, I am afraid it will not be a day's work.

The old man glanced at Pei Zhenliu very appreciatively, then slapped the lever and put the cigarette stick down, and then his face changed and he sneered. "In that case, how do you let me fix it, young man?"

Ming Zheng: "........." This old man has been playing tricks for so long, it turns out that this sword can't be repaired.

Pei Zhenliu still looked careless, and he didn't have any reaction to the old man's love and anger, "If ordinary people can cultivate, they don't have to look for you." ”

Ming Zheng savored Pei Zhenliu's words, Pei Zhenliu used you, and Pei Zhenliu's attitude was also very humble from beginning to end, indicating that the old man was indeed talented and practical, maybe the old man could really cultivate.

The old man seemed to be praised by Pei Zhenliu's words. "You're good at talking, young man. ”

The old man had just said a pleasant face, and after saying this, the old man began to change his face again, "Do you think that if you speak nicely, I will help you?"

Ming Zheng: "......... old man, have you ever learned the face change of Sichuan opera? And you have learned it perfectly, this is startling and exciting.

Pei Zhenliu was also patient and good-tempered, just like he took out the same set to deal with Ming Zheng, and asked lightly, "Then what do you think?"

The old man began to shake his legs, and he was squeezing. "It's very expensive to repair this sword, do you have any money?"

Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu's face, and hesitated for a moment, guessing that Pei Zhenliu would not dare to drag it out all of a sudden, and it was estimated that it would cost money to engage in construction in the future.

After a while, he listened to Pei Zhenliu's face and asked, "How much did you say?"

Ming Zheng secretly thought, although it was said that Pei Zhenliu might inherit the wealth of the entire Demon Sect in the future, but people outside said that the Demon Sect was a very poor place, and maybe the entire treasury would not be enough to repair this sword......... Because after all, although the current demon lord is very strong, he can't bear to spend money like flowing water, and the demon lord is still very young.

If you want to wait until Pei Zhenliu inherits the position of this demon lord according to the normal procedure, I don't know how much money I will inherit after I get into Pei Zhenliu's hands, so it all depends on Pei Zhenliu to make money by himself.

The old man touched his chin, as if calculating something, and after a while spoke again, asking. "The materials for repairing this sword are very scarce, and it may go to heaven and earth, can you do it?"

Ming Zheng has a feeling that he has to pass three levels and kill six generals, but what kind of person is his father, not to mention that going to the sky and the earth is to go to the knife mountain and enter the sea of fire, okay_...

Ming Zheng looked at her father

People, don't say that going to the sky and going to the earth is going to the knife mountain and entering the sea of fire, okay_