Zhao Xinming had lived in the "Qinglian Sword Sect" for a period of time, and knew that it was not easy to go to the "Ling Tianzong" to find someone, especially an inner disciple with a special identity like Zhao Xinhua, it was impossible to meet him without anyone arranging it. Zhao Xinming www.biquge.info thought for a while, and decided to visit that Elder Yang first. Since this person revealed the news to him, he should have his plans.

Zhao Xinming made up his mind, walked out of the inn and walked all the way to the north, and when he walked for a short time, he saw a blacksmith shop in the alley in front of him.

The blacksmith shop is a small building with two floors and six shops below, and the shops are full of swords, axes and other weapons. There are two large stoves at the door, and several blacksmiths are leading a group of apprentices to fight with weapons.

Walking into the shop, a young man who looked like a guy hurriedly greeted him, bowed his head and asked, "Guest officer, do you want to buy weapons?"

Zhao Xinming nodded and said, "Little Second Brother, how are the swords on your side sold?"

"This guest officer, I wonder what kind of sword you want?" the guy quickly asked.

Zhao Xinming was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know anything about weapons, and he had never studied them. I only know that Zhou Lanxin's sword is extremely sharp, which can be called a divine weapon, and the weapons of Baozhu, Ruizhu, Caiyun, and Caixia can isolate internal strength, but other than that, the weapons of other people are the same, and there is nothing special.

Zhao Xinming thought for a while, looked up, and saw more than ten swords hanging on the wall, the price ranged from 10 taels of silver to thousands of taels of silver, and the price of the most expensive sword was as high as 9,000 taels! Zhao Xinming looked at it carefully for a while, this sword was not special, and he couldn't help asking: "Little second brother, why is this sword so expensive?"

The guy glanced up and said with a smile: "The guest officer doesn't know, this sword is made by my shopkeeper with the ancestral armor splitting technique, and the sword body is made of 100 refined steel and dark iron, and it took two years before and after, so it was sold at this price." ”

"Little Second Brother, what's so special about this sword?" Zhao Xinming looked at it for a while and asked again.

The man said: "This guest officer, the sword heart of this sword is forged from dark iron, and a total of eighteen layers are forged on top of the sword heart, so this sword is extremely sharp, far beyond ordinary swords. The biggest feature of this sword is that it can isolate internal strength, so it is most suitable for masters with relatively weak internal strength. ”

Zhao Xinming nodded, but he sneered in his heart. To put it mildly, this sword is for the second ancestors of those rich families, and if you don't practice your internal strength well and don't want to be bullied, and you want to go out to bully people, you can only use this sword, no wonder it sells so expensive. Of course, if this sword is in the hands of Baozhu and the others, it will be a different matter.

Zhao Xinming looked at it for a while, and asked directly: "Little second brother, do you have any swords here that are suitable for internal strength masters?"

"Yes. The guy nodded, pointed to a sword that cost seven thousand taels, and said, "Guest officer, this sword is forged by my master master using the integrated forging technique, and the materials used are also refined steel and dark iron, and the biggest feature is that the internal force is poured into it without delay." If you are interested, you can try it out. ”

After saying that, the man took off the sword and handed it over. Zhao Xinming took it with both hands, and poured his internal strength into it, only to hear a soft groan of "hum", and a shallow cyan halo suddenly lit up on the sword body.

"Not bad. Zhao Xinming nodded, waved his right hand, and the corner of the table broke in response.

The guy picked up the corner of the table and said with a smile: "This guest officer, are you still satisfied with this sword?"

Zhao Xinming was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Little Second Brother, do you have any better swords here?"

"Guest officer, there are better swords, but they need to be customized, and it will take a year at the earliest. The guy said quickly.

Zhao Xinming shook his head and said, "Little second brother, is there any other way besides customization?"

"This?" the guy thought for a while, and then said, "Guest officer, there is a sword in our store, called 'Qingfeng', which is hidden by the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper once said that this sword is only exchanged and not sold, and if the guest officer has any treasures, he can try it. ”

Zhao Xinming pondered for a moment, the only things that could be called treasures on his body were fist gloves and daggers, both of which were hidden by Zheng Renxing in the secret room, and they were not mortal things. It's just that this fist is his own weapon, and the dagger is a relic of Master Wu, Zhao Xinming hesitated again and again, but still gritted his teeth and said: "There is indeed a treasure on the lower body, and I am tired of the little second brother." ”

The man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked in with Zhao Xinming all the way. I went up to the second floor and went to the innermost room, and then the man stopped and knocked softly on the door.

"Come in. After waiting for a moment, a slightly old voice came from the room.

The guy pushed the door and walked in, bowed his head and said, "Shopkeeper, this guest officer wants to exchange for the 'Qingfeng' sword." ”

Zhao Xinming looked up, and the shopkeeper was an old man in his sixties, with gray hair, red skin, calloused hands, and an unusually burly figure, who looked like an experienced old blacksmith.

The old man looked Zhao Xinming up and down for a while, and then asked, "Housheng, what treasures do you have?"

"Please also ask the shopkeeper to take a look. Zhao Xinming directly took out the fist gloves and dagger and handed them over.

The old man took the dagger and looked at it carefully, nodded and shook his head, picked up the fist glove and looked at it for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he asked loudly: "Hou Sheng, where did you come from this pair of fist gloves?"

"Shopkeeper, this pair of gloves is my family heirloom. Zhao Xinming said casually.

The old man nodded, took the fist gloves and looked at them a few times, sighed and said: "Hou Sheng, I can't hide it, this fist glove is made of the extremely rare 'jade jade'. The hardness of this jade is far above that of the dark iron, and there are only a handful of swords in the world that can slash this fist glove. If you really want to talk about value, it's still above the 'Qingfeng' sword, are you sure you want to exchange this pair of gloves for the 'Qingfeng' sword?"

"This?" Zhao Xinming hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and said, "Please also ask the shopkeeper to fulfill it." ”

"Well, the 'Qingfeng' sword has been in the store for a few years, so I'll give it to you. The old man nodded, got up and said, "Housheng, you wait here for a while." ”

After a while, the old man walked out with a sword and said, "Housheng, this is the 'Qingfeng' sword, you can try it." ”

Zhao Xinming took the 'Qingfeng' sword with both hands, drew the sword out of its sheath, and suddenly felt a coldness coming to him. The whole body of the Qingfeng sword is pale cyan, and the sword body is printed with a diamond-shaped pattern, which is very exquisite. Zhao Xinming poured his inner strength into it, and with a "hum", an inch of sword light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, like a mountain peak surrounded by clouds and mist, changing and uncertain. Zhao Xinming waved his hand casually, the sword flashed, and he silently cut off a strand of hair, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Good sword!"

"In the next life, the stronger the internal strength of the person who uses the sword, the more powerful the sword is, so you can go. The old man waved his hand.

Zhao Xinming thanked him and went down to the second floor with the 'Qingfeng' sword. He spent five thousand taels of silver in the shop, and chose for himself a pair of fist gloves made of refined steel and dark iron, which were lined with animal skins, and the size was just right. Then he got out of the blacksmith shop and hired a carriage to gallop all the way north.