As soon as the morning dawned, a reverberating morning bell woke up the world, and after breakfast, Jiang Liu and Xie Hong headed towards the royal street of Jinling City.

As the name suggests, the Royal Street is the street that is aimed at the main entrance of the Imperial Palace. As the capital of the Six Dynasties, Jinling City naturally has a palace, and it is extremely magnificent, and the entire Jinling City is also established with the palace as the center. Starting from Sun Quan, the Great Emperor of Eastern Wu, through the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Song, Qi, Liang and Chen, the entire city has been mighty for more than ten miles.

Before entering the city, I looked at the city wall, and I didn't see the end of the city wall when I looked to the left, and I didn't see the end of the city wall when I looked to the right, which shows the size of the city.

This royal street is called Qinglong Avenue, which is connected to the stars and stars, and has a slight relationship with the great array of city protection. Jiang Liu looked at the royal street with his back hand, the width reached more than two hundred steps, it was almost a square, and the two sides of the royal street were called the sword and the imperial corridor, this kind of place, naturally did not allow hawkers to do business.

There are no vendors, but the big shops are one after the other.

The elixir of Pushan, the talisman of Maoshan, the classics of Confucianism, the machine beast of the Mo family, and the weapon of the Longquan swordsmith...... There's it all on this royal street.

It is a commercial street that serves cultivators.

Xie Hong stood behind Jiang Liu and explained: "Dao Chief, this is Qinglong Avenue, which is as famous as Zhuque Street in Chang'an City, and on these two sides are the shops opened by various sects in Jinling City. I bought the pill at the pharmacy in Baopu Mountain, and although it was expensive, it had miraculous effects. There is everything in it, not only to sell medicines, but also to buy alchemy materials. However, I heard from Guo Zijian's classmates that this front shop is only for ordinary people, and the real shop is still behind, and only those who have achieved cultivation can enter. And instead of using gold, silver and copper coins, you can barter or use an object called a spirit stone as money. Dao Chief, you are a Qi Refiner, and I don't know much about this. ”

Jiang Liu nodded, looked around, the middle of the royal street vermilion lacquer branch cut out two rows, next to there are two flowing water ditch, which is planted with water lilies and lotuses, on both sides of the ditch is planted peach plum pear apricot, now it is in the flower season, prosperous like a scene, visitors are weaving.

Although there are many tourists on the street, not many people enter the store, because the price inside is enough to bankrupt a wealthy family.

Jiang Liu stood on the Qinglong Avenue, but there was a strange feeling in his heart, the "escaped one" was eager to try in his soul, as if he had discovered something. He only came here to buy some pills, but he didn't know that he had made such a discovery.

"Huh, is this a guide to where I go? I wonder you still have a treasure hunting function? Interesting, interesting......"

"Maoshan Fu, isn't it here! Hug Pushan's elixir, nor is it Momen's trap beast, and there is such a high-tech thing, a robot in the Westward Journey World?"

Jiang Liu walked away, looked up, the plaque on the door was written with two big characters "Longquan", one stroke at a time, like a sword chopping knife, the edge was exposed.

"Longquan, this is the sword casting workshop, a place to sell weapons!"

The Tang people are good with swords, and a good sword is none other than the Longquan sword.

Before entering the store, Jiang Liu felt a burning heat coming from the door, and he could vaguely hear the sound of metal colliding, apparently a sword was being cast in the backyard.

On one of the walls of the shop, there are more than a dozen swords, and although they are not unsheathed, Jiang Liu can feel the sharpness of the swords. There are also eighteen kinds of weapons, which are displayed around.

Every weapon in this shop has reached the level of mortal weapons, and it is hard to find a thousand gold.

Inside, a man and a woman were looking at a sword, the man was heroic and handsome, wearing a light cyan gown with beautiful lace embroidered on the neckline and placket. The shirt worn inside is made of white muslin, with a round neck and big sleeves, a brocade bag around the waist, jade pendants and the like, dressed up finely and atmospherically, not an ordinary person, obviously the son of a wealthy family.

However, it is a single eyelid and thin lips, which makes it a little arrogant at first glance.

The woman's graceful and graceful demeanor is outstanding, but she can't see her face clearly, but there is a delicate leno hanging down on her head, and there is a delicate woven texture on it, and the fish and birds are singing, lifelike, and there is a kind of cold and noble that rejects people thousands of miles away in the elegant temperament!

"Red Whisk girl, this is Jinling City...... No, it should be the most famous sword house in the Tang Dynasty, Longquan, but it has been a world-famous sword-casting holy place since the pre-Qin period. ”

The man took a sharp sword from the shopkeeper's hand, unsheathed it an inch, and the cold light came out through the sheath, cold into the bottom of his heart.

"This sword is called snow, and it is made of cold iron in the far north, and it is the best of all mortal weapons!"

The one who spoke was a strong man, with a beard and an arm thicker than Jiang Liu's waist, who was the shopkeeper of this "Longquan" store.

The woman looked at the sword and said lightly: "I have seen the real Dragon Yuan, it is like climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep as if there is a giant dragon lying around, although this sword is good, it is thousands of miles away from Long Yuan." ”

The shopkeeper glanced at the woman and did not speak. The Longyuan Sword was forged by Ou Yezi and the two great swordsmen, but it was only a sword forged by them before they attained the Dao, and due to the limitations of materials, it was just a top-level mortal weapon. It's just that after thousands of years, it has been conceived by the royal dragon qi of successive dynasties, and it has reached the level of a treasure.

Treasures are divine weapons for mortals, but they are not uncommon for qi practitioners. Jiangliu's "Thunder Tribulation Peach Wood Sword" is a low-grade treasure weapon, if the thunder and lightning spirit contained in it has not been corroded by the corpse qi, it has reached the level of a spiritual weapon. Now, if you want to recover as before, you have to spend a little time to slowly conceive.

Hearing what the girl said, Brother Gongzi pointed to the backyard and said, "Shopkeeper, I know that there is a real sword in the inner courtyard, and you still don't want to lure us in, don't worry, my Cui family can afford it!"

Cui's is naturally the Cui family with five surnames and seven hopes, Qinghe Cui's and Boling Cui's, which are world-renowned giants. However, the two branches of people with the surname Cui multiplied, and due to the migration of eunuchs and other reasons, the surname Cui was further divided, and this man was a branch of the Cui family of Jinling and Qinghe Cui.

"I'm sorry, I can't bring you in. The bearded shopkeeper said lightly.

Cui's man's face changed suddenly, and he felt that he had lost a lot of face, and his voice was obviously three points higher: "Why? I didn't go in last time, why can't I go in today?"

"Last time was the last time, today is today, if you want to enter, please find the elders who brought you in last time, or if you have achieved cultivation, I will naturally lead you in!" The shopkeeper re-hung the sword named "Snow" on the wall, and said calmly.

"I'm only twenty, and I'm already an acquired cultivator, so I haven't achieved cultivation yet? And if you don't do business, is your head broken? Red Whisk girl, I'll take you in!"

As he spoke, he strode inside, but the woman called "Red Whisk" did not move.

"Cui Gongzi, since the store has regulations, it is a loss of identity to break in!"

"I don't believe it, how else can he ...... me" Before Cui's son's words fell, the bearded shopkeeper's figure flashed, and he came to his back, and then grabbed it with one hand, grabbed and threw it, and landed outside the door.

"Oops!"

Cui Gongzi immediately fell and ate, and landed right in front of Xie Hong.

"Cui Jun, it's you!" Xie Hong obviously knew this Cui Gongzi at his feet.

There was no injury in this fall, but his face was lost, Cui Jun immediately stood up, his face was extremely ugly: "It's you? Xie Hong!"