"Creak..."

The door of the house slowly opened to both sides, and the halo of light fell to the ground as the crack in the door expanded, reflecting a field of warriors and horses, with a clanking stomach.

"You two, please!"

Ding Wenshan stretched out his hand to signal:

"The things inside are all my father's collection over the years."

Under the watchful eye of the Ding family nurse, Zhou Jia and Situ Lei cautiously stepped into the house. The sense of solemnity surrounding them made people subconsciously hold their breath.

Different from the side courtyard garden, the things here are obviously several grades higher.

Armor, weapons, shields, saddles...

Not only is the giant sword Dingmen’s own belongings, but also his trophies over the years. Being able to be treasured by an eighth-level master means that they are certainly not ordinary items.

Each cold weapon has been stained with so much blood, and so many creatures have been killed. Even if it is just placed quietly, there is a chill in it.

Situ Lei reached out and touched the most conspicuous armor in the field, his eyes full of admiration:

"Good armor!"

"As expected of the Divine Crocodile Armor given by the Lord of the Fortress himself. The armor is hard and round. Without a seventh-level combined force or above, I'm afraid it won't be able to hurt the person wearing the armor."

"Not bad." Ding Wenshan nodded:

"It is not easy to refine the divine crocodile armor. There are no more than ten pieces of Huojiabao. It is priceless and has no market. My father relied on it to survive for many years."

"The Ding family owes its share of the credit for today's foundation!"

"What a pity..." Situ Lei sighed again:

"The armor is damaged."

This suit of armor was originally made from the entire body, with alchemical techniques used on the joints to leave no gaps, but now there is a big hole at the heart.

Although the hole has been briefly repaired, it is still obvious.

"That's right." Ding Wenshan looked a little ugly:

"If the armor were not damaged, why would we sell it outside? But even if it is damaged, we won't sell it without a thousand Origin Stones."

Naturally, the two of them couldn't afford this price, so they looked away.

Zhou Jia glanced at the whole place, but didn't see the giant sword, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his eyes.

Discover the Source Star!

Discover the Source Star!

…

Ever since I entered this room, there have been constant reminders in my mind, indicating that things are not far apart.

"Second Master."

After thinking for a while, he looked at Ding Wenshan:

"I also use heavy weapons. I have admired Senior Ding's giant sword skills for a long time. Why don't you see that giant sword here?"

"That's right." Situ Lei came back to his senses and said:

"Second Master, isn't that sword not for sale?"

He just said it casually, but a layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhou Jia's back.

This possibility is not impossible. If the Ding family really does not sell the giant sword to others, his trip may be in vain.

As for robbery...

He's not that capable yet.

"That's not true." Fortunately, the situation was not as bad as imagined. Ding Wenshan shook his head and looked at Zhou Jia with strange eyes:

"Brother Zhou is really interested in my father's weapon?"

"Of course!" Zhou Jia nodded heavily:

"If the price is right, I will never let you go."

"Okay then." Ding Wenshan sighed softly, stepped forward, stood in front of a long table in the room, and opened the drawer underneath.

"Crash..."

A pile of fragments came into view.

"Um?"

"Broken!"

Seeing this, Situ Lei and Zhou Jia were both stunned, with surprise in their eyes, but one was really surprised, while the other was secretly happy.

The price of broken weapons is certainly not high.

"What a pity!" Zhou Jia sighed:

"Such a famous weapon ended up like this."

"That's it." Ding Wenshan looked gloomy and said:

"Brother Zhou, my father's weapons are already like this, do you still want them?"

"Although the weapon is broken, the material itself is excellent. If it is integrated into other weapons, the quality of the weapon can also be improved."

"This..." Zhou Jia hesitated for a moment and asked:

"I wonder how much the second master wants to sell it for?"

"One price." Ding Wenshan stretched out his hand and made a Dalin Dynasty gesture:

"Sixty Origin Stones!"

"sixty?"

"It's too expensive!" Before Zhou Jia could say anything, Situ Lei shook his head:

"Sixty Origin Stones are enough to buy a good mid-grade weapon. Even though the sword is of good quality, it is broken after all."

"To be honest, even if the second master puts it up for auction, the price will not fetch it."

"If you can't get out, then you won't get out." Ding Wenshan's expression remained unchanged:

"The smelting of the fragments is enough to make two handy weapons, and it has been with my father for many years. If it hadn't been broken into pieces, I would have been reluctant to take it."

Situ Lei just shook his head.

Re-forging can indeed produce two weapons, but it only provides materials and the price is also high. It is even better to buy them directly.

Sixty Origin Stones are expensive!

Ding Wenshan ignored him and looked at Zhou Jia aside:

"Brother Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Jia pursed his lips, struggling in his eyes, and after a pause he gritted his teeth:

"I want it!"

The struggle was just for show, let alone sixty Origin Stones, even six hundred. As long as he had them, he would take action.

"Okay!" Ding Wenshan's eyes lit up:

"Brother Zhou is happy!"

He actually knew the value of these fragments very well. Sixty Origin Stones was indeed a bit high, and he might have some intention of trying to frustrate Zhou Jia.

But I didn't expect that the other party actually wanted it.

This is the best!

Situ Lei on the side looked surprised. He didn't expect that Zhou Jia would actually want it, and he actually had sixty Origin Stones.

"Brother Zhou."

After thinking for a while, he whispered:

"How about this, I also give out ten Source Stones and divide them into some fragments?"

"You want it too?" Zhou Jia was stunned and then said:

"Okay, but I have to choose first."

"No problem!" Situ Lei said with a smile on his face.

"I'm short of a weapon to hit my broken arm with. This sword is of good quality and big enough. It's more than enough to make a knife."

…………

tree house.

Zhou Jia pulled up the stool, took a deep breath, and reached out to pick up a weapon fragment on the table.

"Whoosh!"
To be continued...