The gray-robed young man's face stiffened slightly, and he couldn't figure out why the rich boy invited him over, and he was sure that he had never come into contact with any big people.

In the past, such a character found himself, not because of his identity as a killer, but this black-robed old man was obviously many times stronger than himself, how could a small person like him be involved in such a big storm.

Thinking like this, the gray-robed young man unconsciously tightened the sword in his hand again, as if this would give him a sense of security, and soon the black-robed old man had stopped, and the gray-robed young man saw that the rich boy was standing next to a broken ship's pile.

"Song Tong!"

The gray-robed young man was shocked, he was sure that he had never seen the rich boy in front of him, but why did the other party call his name in one mouthful.

Shout!

A strong wind came to his face, Song Tong subconsciously reached out and grabbed it forward, only to feel a strong force transmitted to his arm along the palm of his hand, and the soreness made his entire arm hang down, as if he had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and the whole person took a few steps backwards.

"Not bad!" said an admiring voice, and the rich boy turned around.

Slightly distracted, Song Tong looked at the sandalwood box he was holding in his hand, it was the box that contained the Qingyang Dan just now, and the Qingyang Dan was lying in the center of the box.

His breathing became slightly short, he knew that with this Qingyang Pill, he would soon be able to break through the Rongyuan Realm and become a more powerful cultivator, but why did the other party give him this Qingyang Pill, and what was the real purpose of the other party.

There is never a free lunch in the world, and Song Tong doesn't think he has any charm to be able to ask someone he has never met to give away thousands of gold things, so he is not in a hurry to be grateful, just calmly waiting for the other party to continue talking.

"In half a year, it's already going to be Rongyuan, although that "Star Dou Tongshu Method" has played a big role, but it is undeniable that you are indeed very hardworking!"

Song Tong was shocked, and looked at the rich boy in disbelief. He knew that he was able to cultivate from the Qi Sea Realm to the perfection of his comprehension so quickly, and he was even about to melt into the Yuan, and the most important thing was not his own hard work, but the business he received half a year ago. Let him meet a nobleman.

The "Star Dou Tong Method" was something given to him by that nobleman, and he was sure that only he and that nobleman knew, but where did the rich man in front of him know about it, and he also knew that this happened half a year ago.

Song Tong didn't speak, just looked at each other very vigilantly. Yan Jingcheng, a little person like him, doesn't know how much, if the other party really wants to pay attention to himself, I'm afraid he is destined to be disappointed.

"You're qualified to follow me, but only qualified!"

The rich boy said something inexplicable, and then in Song Tong's incomprehensible gaze, his appearance and temperament began to change, and he had already changed into another person in an instant.

Looking at this familiar face, Song Tong's body began to tremble, and he knelt directly on the ground, saying, "Let the son down!"

"So far, I'm happy with you. I just hope that after today, you will make me more satisfied, and this Qingyang Pill should be regarded as your desperate reward!" The rich boy has changed back to the face he had just now, and even his voice has changed with his appearance.

"Yes, Childe!" Song Tong put the Qingyang Pill into his arms, he knew that the Qingyang Pill, which was incomparably precious to him, might not be as good as a bowl of fish soup by the river in the eyes of the people in front of him.

"Let's go!"

The rich boy said to the old servant behind him, and then said to Song Tong: "You follow too." ”

There are many people walking through the fish market, and occasionally there are some people wrapped in black cloth, as if they don't want to be seen. These phenomena, which may seem unusual on the outside, are normal in the fish market.

Through several narrow passages, the rich boy took the old servant and Song Tong into the deeper part of the fish market, where several shops were located. There was a large stove outside one of the shops, but the fire was now extinguished.

The rich boy didn't stop, he walked directly into this shop, looking at the iron pieces and broken swords thrown in the basket at random, this shop should be in the sword business.

A middle-aged man wrapped in a linen robe was pounding a sword embryo on an iron platform, and each blow seemed to exhaust all the strength of his body. Countless sparks burst out from the sword embryo, like fireworks.

Seeing the rich man come in, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank slightly, but when he saw the old servant and Song Tong who continued to walk in behind, the strength of the hammer in his hand seemed to be not well controlled, and the sword embryo that was about to be completed was directly smashed out of an arc that should not be there.

"What's wrong?" the rich boy didn't care about the middle-aged man's gaffe, and asked directly.

The middle-aged man frowned, then lifted the broken curtain behind him and walked in, and not long after he walked out, holding a flawless white jade box in his hand.

Slightly silent, the middle-aged man said, "This thing is a bit evil, you are sure you want to do it." ”

The rich boy didn't speak, just stretched out his right hand, and the middle-aged man no longer insisted, and directly threw the white jade box to the rich man.

After taking the white jade box, he raised his eyebrows, and the rich boy directly opened the box in his hand, and there was a milky white egg-like object the size of a goose egg lying inside, which was completely different from the white of the jade box, but it was a little like the color of bone white.

"Sword Guts!"

The old servant who followed behind him exclaimed, and looked at the middle-aged man's eyes full of awe, only those who really understood the thing in front of him could know the meaning behind it.

The rich man's face was solemn, he stretched out his hand to grasp the sword gall inside in his hand, and countless blood-colored mist poured out of his entire arm in an instant, accompanied by a stream of golden true yuan, and these blood qi and true yuan power kept penetrating into the sword gall;

As the blood mist became lighter, mysterious blood gold patterns began to appear on the sword gall, as if they had grown from inside, and the rich man's face began to turn pale, and a sword intent full of dead silence began to radiate outward.

Zheng!

Like the sound of a broken string, the fire-colored sword embryo just now made several clanging sounds, and the fire vitality that was originally filled with the sword suddenly scattered, and then countless fine cracks densely covered the sword body, completely turning into a useless piece of mortal iron.

A dragon's roar sounded, and the goose-egg-sized sword gall directly turned into a white jade bone sword, and countless mysterious blood and gold patterns were derived from the sword, adding a few traces of demonic aura to this sword.

The rich man's face was as white as frost, but his eyes became extremely bright, the white light in his hand flashed, and the white jade bone sword returned to its original sword courage and fell into his hand.

"Thank you, sir!" said the rich man with a salute in both hands, and said gratefully to the middle-aged man.

"Let's pick a name!"

A trace of remembrance flashed on the rich man's face, remembering the sword that died at the beginning, and said, "Let's call it the second!"

"Second sword gall?"

The middle-aged man's expression was a little complicated, but he didn't continue to ask more, just grabbed the hammer again, and said expressionlessly: "The matter is over, you should go!"

"One more thing, I hope he can learn how to strike iron from his husband. Shaking his head, the rich boy pointed to Song Tong behind him and said.

The middle-aged man's hand moved slightly, then glanced at Song Tong and said, "Yes, but only for half a year." ”

The rich boy saluted again, and then walked outside, and when he passed by Song Tong's side, his footsteps paused and said, "Half a year later, I hope you can still satisfy me." ”

Although he didn't know why the rich man left him here, Song Tong didn't choose to ask the reason, but just bowed solemnly to the back of the rich man, and then walked up to the middle-aged man and bowed the same.

After walking out of the shop, the old servant stepped forward and whispered to the rich man, "Your Highness, is that gentleman?"

"It's him, and it's also the deepest sword buried in Yanjing by the Black Ice Platform and even the Empire. ”

The old servant paused slightly, and then hurriedly caught up, silently muttering the words "Mr. Fourth" in his heart, thinking of the unknown boy who stayed there, he actually had envy in his heart.

After the rich man left the blacksmith shop, he had no intention of leaving the fish market, but passed through several hidden passages, and finally stopped at the door of a shop selling ink, pen and paper, and then walked in.

ps: For the sake of the code word at such a late hour, the number of subscriptions will rise, and it would be better if there was a reward, and give ten years a little motivation! )