Zhiheng said: "Little Immortal Master, don't hide it, this sword has been put in this store for more than 3,000 years, because it can't be stored in the storage bag, so it is not popular, and it can't be sold for a long time, it has dropped from 500 spars to 30 spars today, but no one cares, so the store decided to give it away as a gift." ”

Zhang Zhezhi was suddenly blindsided, feeling that he was interested in a handful of money-losing goods that no one wanted, and he was very sure that he would not change it just now, how could this be good? He looked at Yunshan Lao Dao nervously, hoping that Yun Shan Lao Dao could ignore or forget what he had just said.

Yunshan Lao Dao was so happy in his heart that he almost laughed out loud. Just now, I was still thinking about buying a magic weapon for this kid, and there were no more spars left in my pocket, so I could only look at the dust. It's good now, and the dust will fall all of a sudden, which is really good. Although this big sword can't be shrunk into a storage bag, it can be regarded as a mid-level magic weapon, enough for this kid to wield, and if the level is higher, it will be a waste if he can't control it.

Yunshan Lao Dao didn't seem to see Zhang Zhe's pitiful eyes, and said to Zhiheng calmly: "In this way, Lao Dao, I just took a fancy to the dust whisk of No. 347, I don't know how many spars there are." ”

Zhiheng knew all the magic weapons in the treasure house by heart, and after a little thought, he said: "That purple purple whisk dust is a super high-level magic weapon, made of tens of thousands of cold silk, stimulated by true yuan, silk can be as long as fifteen zhang, soft can be around embroidery needles, hard can be broken steel, tens of thousands of silk can shoot out, as far as two thousand zhang, it is a rare weapon to save life and kill the enemy." ”

Yun Shan said with a smile: "I know what you said, you don't need to emphasize it, just say how many spars." ”

Zhiheng stretched out three fingers and pinched them, and said, "Seven hundred spars." ”

"Seven hundred spars, why don't you grab them, how can you make such a random offer?"

Zhiheng said with a smile: "Immortal Master, this price is the price set by the elders of the outer gate of Shangqing Mountain, and the villain is not a random price." ”

Yunshan Lao Dao knew that this Zhiheng in front of him was an ordinary man, and this price might really be set by those outer gate elders in Shangqing Mountain. He touched his chin and thought for a moment, and asked, "Is there really no discount?"

"That's not it, if it's a disciple of this sect, you can get a seven-fold discount. Zhiheng said with some embarrassment.

"Is it okay for a registered disciple from the outer gate?"

"Of course, the registered disciples of the outer gate are also the disciples of Shangqing Mountain, and the store is all treated equally. ”

Yunshan Lao Dao laughed, patted on the storage bag, took out a jade plate, threw it to Zhi Heng, and said with a smile: "Lao Dao happens to be a registered disciple of the outer gate of Shangqing Mountain, and this token is really given by the Dao Chief." ”

Zhiheng looked at the token repeatedly, handed it back to Yunshan Lao Dao with both hands, and said, "It turned out to be the senior of the sect, and the disciple gave the senior a salute." As he spoke, he hugged his fists and bowed deeply to the old man of Yunshan.

Yunshan Lao Dao put away the jade plate, and then took out a pile of spars and piled them at Zhiheng's feet, and said with a smile: "This is four hundred and ninety spars, you count them." ”

Zhiheng took out a storage bag from his arms, the mouth of the bag went down, and he put a cover on the spar, and recited a few incantations in his mouth, and a white light shot out of the storage bag, just covering the spar, and then Huaguang shrank inward, and rolled the spar on the ground into the storage bag. Seeing this, the old Taoist of Yunshan knew that Zhiheng's storage bag was specially made, otherwise Zhiheng, a mortal, would not be able to drive the storage bag without the true yuan.

"The number is exactly the same, senior, please come with the disciple. After confirming the identity of the registered disciple of the outer gate of Yunshan Old Dao, Zhiheng also changed his words.

Yunshan Lao Dao smiled and said, "Okay, you lead the way in front." As soon as he took two steps, he felt that the sleeve with the missing arm was being pulled, and when he looked back, he saw Zhang Zhe's tangled face and pitiful eyes.

"What are you pulling me for?" Yun Shan Lao Dao stopped and glared at Zhang Zhi and asked.

Zhang Philosopher swallowed his saliva and said, "Master, you came specifically to buy a magic weapon for me, why didn't I buy a magic weapon, but you bought it first?"

Yun Shan asked strangely, "Who said I didn't buy it for you?" Didn't you choose that big sword?"

"Master, that's a giveaway. ”

"Aren't you optimistic about that great sword, and what does this have to do with the giveaway?"

"Master, don't you bring anything like this, right? A giveaway is a giveaway, how can it be considered a purchase?"

Yunshan Lao Dao said with a smile: "Then I don't care, but the teacher has persuaded you a few times to let you choose another one, you don't have to say that this big sword fits your eyes and has a fate with you, and now you want to regret it? It's too late, just this sword." As he spoke, he said to Zhiheng, who was waiting in front: "Zhiheng, come here, take the big sword and put it on his back." ”

Zhiheng hurriedly ran over, took off the big sword and put it on his shoulder, and smiled at Zhang Philosopher: "Little Immortal Master, the disciple will help you match the scabbard, can you carry it on your back again?" ”

Zhang Zhezhi couldn't hear the word gift now, so he threw himself on the ground and wailed: "Where is the heavenly reason? Where is the heavenly reason? I said that I would buy a magic weapon, but now it has become someone to buy the magic weapon by myself, what kind of sin have I done? Why did I find such a master? Where is the heavenly reason?"

Yunshan Lao Dao was not angry, laughed, leaned over and grabbed the back of Zhang Zhizhi's neck, lifted him up, dragged him away, and said: "You kid don't play tricks with Lao Dao, you are a manly man, spitting is a nail, how can you regret it?"

Zhiheng has never seen such a master and apprentice, between the master and apprentice in Shangqing Mountain, between the senior and the younger generation, the rules are strict, there can be no mistakes, how have you ever seen such a master and apprentice who are not in tune? !

In the back garden of Cumulus Mountain Villa, there are only two people, Zhang Zhi and Cuihua. The table in the gazebo is lined with melons and fruits. After Zhang Zhezhi came back, he carried a long sword on his back and took the green flowers, and he went around the whole villa in a big circle, showing that he had enough, and then returned to the garden to rest. Zhang Zhe was going to take Cuihua to the mountains to find some big trees and boulders after lunch, and try the power of the long sword and tiger roar.

"Young master, you are so majestic with this big sword on your back, just as majestic as those heroes in the book. Xiao Cuihua looked at Zhang Zhezhi with admiration: "Young master, can you take me with you when you go out to do chivalry?" I just want to see your majestic appearance. ”

Xiao Cuihua has been a loyal admirer of Zhang Philosophy since she was a child, she feels that the young master is good at everything, people are smart, so difficult to learn words, he can learn dozens of words a day; the young master is kind, never angry with himself, and will often coax himself to be happy; although the young master is still young now, he is already so handsome, and when the young master grows up, he doesn't know how handsome he is, and he doesn't know how happy he will be when he stays with the young master every day.

Little Cuihua has grown up.

Zhang Philosophy likes to listen to Xiao Cuihua speak, it sounds good. Unlike Ting'er, that girl, since she came back with a big sword, she hasn't stopped laughing, she doesn't have a sword height anymore, she will trip over it if she accidentally carries a sword, she is careful to be cut by a sword, and carrying a big sword is similar to carrying a door panel,......。 Fortunately, she has cultivated for decades in her two lives, otherwise she would really be able to beat her little ass.

Every time he was so angry with that little girl that he smoked, Zhang Zhezhi would comfort himself with his decades of cultivation in the two lifetimes before and after. Lao Tzu doesn't have the same knowledge as you, if it weren't for your grandfather being the ninth layer of qi refining, hum, hum, hum, fortunately, the master is broad-minded and doesn't have the same knowledge as you as a little girl. But when I wait for the master, I am also refining qi at the ninth layer, see how I clean up your little girl's piece, don't bring such a joke.

"Xiao Cuihua is able to speak, let the young master and I listen to it happily, and when the young master's tiger roar sacrifice is refined, the young master will take you to fly with the sword, without Ting'er's stinky girl." "The big sword was nameless, but now it has a name, Tiger Roar. In his previous life, Zhang was the hall master of the Tiger Roar Hall of the Fuqing Gang in San Francisco, USA, and the word Tiger Roar is very commemorative.

"Okay, young master, young master, you hurry up and sacrifice, people are waiting for you. ”

Zhang Philosopher threw a crispy jujube in his mouth, and said while chewing: "Master said that five days later is the auspicious day of the zodiac, which is the most suitable for sacrificing magic weapons, five days later, the young master will start to practice the tiger roar in the back mountain, you just wait for the young master to take you to fly in style." ”

"Well, I make delicious food for the young master every day. ”

"I'm practicing in the middle of Cumulus Mountain, how can you send it up?"

"Then what should I do? Young master, you're going to be hungry. Cuihua suddenly became a little anxious.

Zhang Zhe patted Cuihua's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if I can't be hungry for your young master, the master has prepared Bigu Dan for me, and I can eat one for a day." ”

Cuihua patted her already bulging chest and exhaled, and said, "Then I'll rest assured." ”

The sacrificial magic weapon and magic weapon must choose an auspicious day of the zodiac. All those who cultivate immortals, the most believe is the luck of heaven and earth, although the luck of heaven and earth is a little ethereal, but people who cultivate immortals will try to choose a good day to do all kinds of big things, I believe that this heaven and earth luck will also give themselves some blessings.

The sacrificial text of the sacrifice to heaven and earth was written by the old Taoist of Yunshan, the sacrificial text of the land of the mountain god was written by Ting'er's grandfather Lu Shangnan himself, and the Shangqing condensing talisman that stimulated the potential was sent by Ge Teng, a total of thirty-six, to ensure that Zhang Zhezhi was used to stimulate the potential once the mind was not continued in the process of sacrificing the tiger's roar, so that the sacrifice would not be interrupted, and it would not hurt the heart. This gift is not small, and the old Taoist of Yunshan specially took Zhang Zhi to Ge Teng's residence to thank him.

The rituals and methods of sacrificing and refining magic weapons are all dictated by the old Taoist of Yunshan, and he carefully taught Zhang Philosophy his various perceptions and gains and losses in the process of sacrificing and refining magic weapons, and specially invited Lu Shangnan to give guidance. He greeted Ge Teng again and borrowed the Ge family's cultivation cave on Cumulus Mountain. At this point, Yunshan Lao Dao can definitely be called a model master who is conscientious and responsible.

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