Chu Yun could see that Zhuang Bikuang's attitude was very bad, but he didn't care, and followed him into the weapon.

The first layer of weapons is filled with many tall iron frames, and all kinds of weapons are placed on the iron frames. Swords and halberds, all available.

"You want a flying sword, don't you? Zhuang Bikuang didn't let Chu Yun say more, and walked directly to the row of iron shelves inside.

On this row of iron frames, there are piles of flying swords. Chu Yun could see at a glance that these flying swords were not only the same in shape, but also in terms of materials and workmanship, which were the most ordinary flying swords. Although it is much better than the sword made by the blacksmith in the secular world, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, there is no bright spot.

Zhuang Bikuang said impatiently: "The flying sword is here, a piece of lower grade spirit stone, how many do you want?"

Zhuang Bikuang regarded Chu Yun as an outer disciple who did nothing, so he knew the other party's wealth very well. The average outer disciple is nothing more than this most ordinary flying sword.

Moreover, when the outer disciples came to buy flying swords, they would buy two or three at most. The role of buying it is just for entertainment.

After all, most of the outer disciples are between quenching their bodies and condensing their qi, and they are pitifully weak, how can they have the ability to control the flying sword? Therefore, for the outer disciples, there is not much difference between the flying sword and the ordinary ones. To put it mildly, the outer disciples buy flying swords, they just buy them back and enjoy themselves, and they are self-satisfied.

It is precisely because of this that Zhuang Bikuang's attitude towards Chu Yun is even more unkind.

"I don't think it's easy for you to save some spirit stones, why bother to buy such a useless thing? You young people, you are really stupid!" Zhuang Bikuang couldn't help but say long-winded.

Chu Yun was inexplicably educated, and he only felt confused: It's really weird, it's normal to judge people by their appearance, teach me for no reason, why?

Of course, Chu Yun didn't bother to argue with such a person, so he just said very calmly: "A handful of low-grade spirit stones, then I only need five hundred." ”

"Do you want five hundred...... Zhuang Bikuang repeated habitually, and then suddenly his eyes widened, "What?! Do you want five hundred?"

"It's five hundred, what's wrong, can't it?" Chu Yun wondered, "Is there a minimum consumption? at least a thousand at a time? That doesn't matter, a thousand is fine." ”

Zhuang Bikuang laughed dryly, and his face became a lot more ugly: "Boy, I call you junior brother, don't kick your nose in the face, go to the weapon to tease the senior brother, is it fun? If you dare to tease me again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"How can I tease my senior brother, what's wrong with exchanging weapons normally?" Chu Yun's face was dazed, and his heart was unhappy.

Zhuang Bikuang suddenly muttered in his heart, this kid, could it be that he has been saving spirit stones for many years? That's right, he looks young, who knows how many years he has lived. Maybe it's been boiling for decades in the outer gate, and it's still possible to save up to five hundred spirit stones for decades.

It's just that Zhuang Bikuang couldn't figure out what the other party was doing with so many flying swords.

His face became a little more beautiful, and he asked, "What about the spirit stone, show it to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yun took out the cloth bag that Fuyun Zhenren had given him, and took out a few medium-grade spirit stones from it.

"Senior Brother Zhuang, I don't have a low-grade spirit stone here, so let's use a medium-grade spirit stone. In other words, five hundred flying swords are not? If not, then one thousand is good. Chu Yun said.

Zhuang Bikuang stared at the small cloth bag in Chu Yun's hand, and clearly saw that there were ten crystal clear medium-grade spirit stones inside, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Good guy, there are so many medium-grade spirit stones. The inner disciple can only obtain a medium-grade spirit stone in a month, but he takes out ten pieces at a time, is it ...... Disciples?

Zhuang Bikuang suddenly thought that there seemed to be a new personal disciple in the sect recently. However, he worked in the weapon all day long, and he didn't care much about that.

"Could it be that you are the new disciple...... Chu Yun?" Zhuang Bikuang asked curiously.

"Exactly. Chu Yun nodded.

Zhuang Bikuang smiled very embarrassedly, and his tone became a lot more polite: "No wonder, it turned out to be a personal disciple, and it was the senior brother who looked away." Since you want five hundred flying swords, you need to pay five medium-grade spirit stones. ”

Then, he took off the flying sword very carefully, counted it three times, and made sure that the number was correct, before piling it up in front of Chu Yun.

He didn't dare to be negligent in this kind of thing, and if he made a mistake, he would be responsible.

After all, everything in the weapon belonged to the Flying Crane Sect, and he was just a recorder, specializing in recording what a certain disciple had in exchange.

The spirit stones obtained, in the end, are naturally the resources of the sect, which are used to continue to fill weapons.

Zhuang Bikuang looked at the flying swords piled up like a hillock, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Senior Brother Chu, how are you going to take these things......?"

He wanted to ask, do you have a space magic weapon. But halfway through the sentence, he swallowed it back. Disciples who are just getting started, where can they get any space magic weapons. Even if there were, it would be nice to have a few feet of space, how could it be possible to fit hundreds of flying swords?

Chu Yun had already raised his hand and swept towards the flying sword in front of him, and then, a large number of flying swords were all gone.

Zhuang Bikuang was taken aback: "Why is it gone?"

"Thank you Senior Brother Zhuang for your concern, the flying sword has been included in the space magic weapon by me. Chu Yun said with a smile.

Zhuang Bikuang's eyes no longer had the previous disdain, but were full of envy.

When he first came to the sect, there were so many spirit stones, and there were enough space magic weapons to hold hundreds of flying swords.

Back then, if I could be a disciple of my own lineage, why should I be a recorder in this weapon?

Zhuang Bikuang's heart gave birth to an unspeakable inferiority complex for no reason. However, he didn't show it, he always had a smile on his face, and said, "Senior Brother Chu, I'm a little curious, what are you going to do with so many flying swords?"

Chu Yun didn't think much about it, and said bluntly: "Recently, if you want to cultivate a sword formation method, you need a lot of flying swords. These flying swords are not of good quality, they can only be used as consumables, and if they are used, they have to be thrown away. Wait until all of them are damaged, and then come to Senior Brother Zhuang to exchange them. ”

Zhuang Bikuang had the urge to slap himself: I'm really a! Why do I ask this? I made my heart even more unbalanced!

Look at the disciples of other people, the flying sword is used as a consumable, and if it is broken, it will be thrown away. Think about when I was a teenager, I saved some spirit stones to save money, just to exchange for a few flying swords......

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhuang, are there any better quality flying swords in this weapon? These just now, except for consumption, are really useless. Chu Yun's next sentence seemed to make up for Zhuang Bikuang's heart.

Zhuang Bikuang could only endure the envy of others and the sadness of himself, and said patiently: "Naturally, there is, does Senior Brother Chu need more?

"To be the best. Chu Yun's answer was crisp and neat.