An ordinary long sword, from the hand of the blacksmith in the town, also costs half a tael of silver!

A good long sword, the kind that blows hair and breaks hair, the price starts at ten taels of silver!

Sharpening iron like clay, the price starts at one hundred taels!

Created by a master in the world, the price starts at five hundred taels!

This is still the starting price, if you want the best master, the best material casting is not only sky-high, some swords are not necessarily bought with money.

Some swordsmiths may only complete a sword that they are satisfied with in their lifetime, some are unavoidable to encounter the extremely scarce material of meteorites outside the sky, and some swordsmiths have gone crazy with themselves, and some swords have fought with their masters in the past dynasties, stained with murderous aura, and then become demon soldiers. Some swords are very spiritual from casting, and they are very likely to become divine soldiers, such swords are sought after, and there are many people who take advantage of them, so the better the sword, the more rare it is, and the more incalculable the specific value.

The sword is not only a weapon, but also a symbol of status, and it depends on whether the hilt of the sword is inlaid with precious stones, whether the tassel of the sword is made of silk or gold and silver thread, whether the scabbard is made of leather or copper and iron, the protective ring, whether the material of the famous brand is gold, silver or precious stones, whether there is a famous carving and decoration, and so on.

Taoist people, for them, the long sword is not only a weapon and a symbol of status, the swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, the sharp weapon of the heavenly law, and the sword of the head of the sect will not be regarded as the magic weapon of the sect.

The sword spirit is the most powerful weapon in the spirit, and stepping on the sword is also the most chic, you say that if you step on a knife, you can also, if you step on a mace, step on a spear, step on a whip, step on a rake, step on a hammer, whistling from the sky, is there that kind of fairy rhyme?

The Xuanjian Sect is up to Ling Cangzhenren, down to the inner disciples of the disciples and grandchildren, each with a slender figure, a long sword hanging from his waist, a sassy demeanor, heroic, and elegant, which makes all the outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples envious and hateful, or can be crazy about it, if it is an ordinary person, just look at it, and only think about it for a while, and in such a sect of cultivation, who doesn't want to become such an existence?

Jing Wujie looked at Qing Feng's long sword, this is completely two grades from Ma Hu's broken sword, this sword follows the master, the sword is long and light, and the cold is pressing, Qing Feng named this sword Qingfeng Sword.

Wang Youcai touched a few copper plates in his pocket, and became entangled again, where is this cultivation, it is completely a money grab, he didn't have too many ideas in this area before, but with the improvement of cultivation, he came into contact with more and more things, only to find that this is completely different from what he thought before, cultivation, is completely burning money!

Let's not talk about the valuable sword, even the simplest spell is very money-burning, and the powerful spell technique needs to be written by high-quality paper and cinnabar, not just a piece of yellow paper and some inferior cinnabar.

The art of the talisman is also extremely talented, there are innate talismans and acquired talismans, the congenital talisman must have a spiritual root, the spiritual power is abundant, the fortune is a stroke, a little spiritual light is the talisman, and the acquired talisman due to its own spiritual power is insufficient, if you want to ask the gods and ghosts to help or mobilize the five elements between heaven and earth, you have to hold a ceremony.

This ritual is also quite cumbersome and complicated, you need to clean your body, clean your hands and mouth, and then put the incense table, make offerings, incense, invite God, pray, bow, send God, draw talismans and have to wave it, there is a pause in the middle, or lack of concentration, everything has to start all over again, to put it bluntly, it is quite waste incense, waste paper, waste cinnabar, these all require a lot of money.

There is also this incense, the incense and candle flame to worship the ancestors and ghosts, not only the power of faith and hope, but also the source of the power of the gods and ghosts. Although there has been no shortage of this in the famous Taoist and Buddhist sects, there are a large number of pilgrims to worship, but the lowest status group of people in the sect who want to get incense also need to use money to buy it with the disciples in charge of the incense, but they can enjoy the internal price and friendship price.

When Qingfeng told Jing Wujie these things, Jing Wujie roared, looking crazy, and called himself finished, and he had no fun at all.

Qing Feng looked at Jing Wujie, who was desperately hitting his head and hands, in shock, and asked what was going on.

Jing Wujie's tears and snot flowed all over his face, and he cried and said, "I have great disrespect for gods and ghosts, when I was only a few years old, I took yellow paper to draw talismans, I didn't purify my body, clean my hands and mouth, I didn't put incense on the table for ghosts and gods, and I didn't send gods! No wonder I always encounter some inexplicable things!"

Qing Feng couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, what kind of thing is this? I had to comfort, "You haven't put the incense case, and you haven't worshiped the mountain gate, which door are you invited to? The gods are all temperamental, but I haven't seen anyone who can draw anything or say a few words to make the gods and ghosts appear, and I see that you don't have any gods and ghosts to follow now, and your face is not evil!"

Jing Wujie didn't dare to tell Qing Feng in detail about his previous incident, so many ghosts, plus any gods and spirits, were a little inexplicable! It was best not to follow him now, lest he always be restless, worried that something would happen that would affect his cultivation.

"How can you practice swordsmanship without a sword? You can't always hold a wooden sword, right? In a town I know of down the mountain, the old blacksmith has good ironwork, and he can make a sword with very little money, why don't I take you there?"

Qingfeng's sword is also given by the sect, to say that he himself has no concept of money at all, because he doesn't need to use money, so he doesn't have any silver in his hand, but fortunately, he is more familiar with the surroundings, so he took Jing Wujie down the mountain, found the old blacksmith, and asked him to follow the style of his sword, let the blacksmith give him a beating.

You get what you pay for, and when Jing Wujie trembled and handed over all the dozens of copper coins in his hand to the old blacksmith, the old blacksmith also took the money tremblingly.

The old blacksmith lives at the foot of this mountain, and has also made iron swords for many beginner cultivators, but it is the first time that he has built it at such a low price. Looking at Jing Wujie's eyes full of longing, he couldn't bear it, "Even the material money is not enough, it's just that, old man, I will close the furnace at the end of the year, so let's build the last iron tool for your little doll!"

The old blacksmith found a piece of scrap iron from a pile of scraps, and there it was!

"Seven days later!" said the old blacksmith and hurried off.

In this way, Jing Wujie finally has his own sword, and looking at the appearance, it is indeed a sword, although it is black and not slippery, it is very rough, and the blade has to be sharpened slowly, and he named his sword the Unbounded Sword.

The Unbounded Sword, listening to the name, is particularly loud, but this sword and the Qingfeng Sword are not even a replica, and they do not even have the brilliance and aura of the sword, but this is better than nothing for Jing Wujie.

Although the sword is an inaccessible sword, and the iron sword with Ma Hu is from the hands of ordinary blacksmiths, what Jing Wujie must do every day is to inject his spiritual power into this sword, communicate with this sword every day, and hope to refine the sword spirit as soon as possible.

It seems to be far away, but there is a thought and motivation.

After the two of them got along like a master and apprentice, their friendship not only went further, but Jing Wujie's cultivation was also improving day by day, and they no longer had to draw talismans casually to invite God, everything was a gradual and orderly manner.

In the past, the horse protected him from casually asking the gods to draw talismans, but he didn't listen, and Qing Feng's few words immediately made Jing Wujie learn from the most basic rules, refining and refining qi day after day. If Ma Hu knew about this, he would be angry enough.