The Sanchifeng, a heaven-level sword, was hanging randomly on the wall of a small wood carving shop.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this sword?" Zang Xiaojian rolled his eyes and asked.

Xue Zhuyong picked up the jug, took another sip of wine, rolled his eyes, and responded in a low voice: "I am a wood carving shop. I only sell wood carvings, not swords."

"I can offer you a lot of spiritual stones, just ask me the price." Zang Xiaojian was not discouraged and continued to increase the price.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you say you won't sell it, you won't sell it. No matter how many spiritual stones you offer, you won't sell it."

Already."

Although Xue Zhuyong's response was a bit direct, it was within Zang Xiaojian's expectation. She actually just wanted to test Xue Zhuyong's tone by asking this question.

She also understood that how could a heaven-level sword be purchased with spirit stones?

"What's the price of this wood carving?" Lu Qingshan didn't care about the sword at all. Instead, the old god pointed at the wooden carving of a figure on the wooden frame and asked.

"Why did you buy the wood carving..." Zang Xiaojian turned around, confused, but when he saw the wood carving that Lu Qingshan was referring to, his words suddenly stopped, "This?!"

Lu Qingshan nodded to Zang Xiaojian, indicating that she did not admit her mistake.

The wood carving was lifelike, and the carving was of a woman with a youthful face and extraordinary beauty. Just looking at her facial features, mouth and nose, it made Zang Xiaojian feel very familiar.

Take a closer look, isn't this Mrs. Mo?

Although the age is different, Mrs. Mo is older than the statue, but the facial features are similar to her.

Noticing the strange reactions of the two people, Xue Zhuyong's eyes flickered slightly, but there was no emotional change on his face. He glanced sideways at the two people and said calmly: "The wood carvings on this wooden stand are not for sale either.

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"If you don't sell this, then what else are you selling? A shabby woodcarving shop is more sophisticated than a Daxia Trading Company." King Xishu grunted dissatisfiedly, but Xue Zhuyong seemed not to have heard it.

Lu Qingshan didn't mind Xue Zhuyong's attitude. Instead, he looked at the wooden statue of a human figure on the wooden stand in front of him with great interest, which Xue Zhuyong refused to sell.

The wooden frame has three floors. On the second floor in the middle, there are wooden sculptures of characters.

In the center of the second floor of the wooden frame, there is a wooden sculpture of a woman with a gentle face and a bright smile. Her eyes are sparkling and her appearance is pretty, but she is only pretty. Compared to Mrs. Mo's stunning beauty, it is much inferior.

To the left of the young woman, there is a wood carving of a middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman's face has traces of the weather, and her eyebrows reveal a bit of sadness and weakness.

On the right is a statue of an elderly couple cuddling together, their faces covered with finely carved wrinkles.

Looking further to the side, there are many statues of people of different ages and looks. However, compared with the cleanliness of the three wood carvings in the middle, these wood carvings appear a bit dim, and a shallow layer of paint can be faintly seen.

Dust covers it.

It's as if a lazy shopkeeper only cleaned the wood carvings in the most conspicuous places when cleaning.

Mrs. Mo's wooden sculpture was placed very casually in the far left corner, looking unwelcome.

only.

A gleam flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

It doesn't seem to be taken seriously.

Because Mrs. Mo’s wood carvings are also spotless.

After carefully observing the wood carvings on the wooden frame and remembering the faces of the many wood carvings in his mind, Lu Qingshan finally moved his attention away from the wood carvings and looked at the figures hanging on the wall.

After thinking about the sword for a moment, he suddenly asked: "Shopkeeper, although this sword is not for sale, can you let me see it up close and play with it?"

Xue Zhuyong glanced at Lu Qingshan, his voice seemed a bit flat, "Whatever."

"Then thank you, shopkeeper." Lu Qingshan politely thanked Xue Zhuyong, then took off the long sword hanging on the wall, grabbed the hilt and waved it gently, accompanied by a faint sword chant.

The information about Sanchifeng also came into view.

[Sanchifeng](Water)

Level: Low-grade heavenly weapon

Explanation: There is a three-foot sharp edge in the box, which indicates injustice.

Magic weapon effect 1: Break defense +4

Magic weapon effect 2: Sword energy damage +25%

Magic weapon effect 3: Flying sword speed +20%, attack speed +10%

Special effect: [Demon Killing] (Passive): A three-foot sharp edge can kill dragons. Damage caused to monsters +20%

[Hidden Edge] (Passive): After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried. In a non-combat state, the damage caused by the next attack of Sanchifeng will increase over time, up to 100% (reaching

The highest bonus takes ten days)

[Three Feet]: The sword rises and runs thousands of miles to kill. When hit by a sword, 30% of the upper limit of one's own spiritual power can be consumed to immediately add two more identical attacks.

Cooling time: three days

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This is a heaven-level sword, and its power is undeniable.

If he has San Chi Feng as his natal sword, and San Chi is paired with his Wind-Destroying Secret Sword, he can strike nine swords in an instant.

If coupled with the effect of Zang Feng in its strongest state, he would even have the confidence to kill Master Han Qing with one sword without the support of Mo Yan and Zang Xiaojian.

"What a sword!" Lu Qingshan was full of admiration, then he put the three-foot sword back to its original position, pointed at the unusually ferocious dragon wood carving on the wooden stand and asked, "Can you sell this wood carving?"

"Ten taels of silver." Xue Zhuyong looked at the dragon wood carving and replied in a muffled voice, "Everyone can only buy one wood carving at most a day."

"Of course it is, it is reasonable that such an ingenious wood carving has limitations." Lu Qingshan responded politely but seriously, and handed over the twelve taels of silver at the same time.

Xue Zhuyong took the silver and threw it away without looking at it, then threw the silver into the bamboo basket in the corner to gather dust.

Zang Xiaojian thought about it for a while. Although he didn't understand Lu Qingshan's purpose, he still followed Lu Qingshan's example and picked a monster wood carving in a decent manner. He said to Xue Zhuyong: "I will buy one too."

After taking down the dragon wood carving, Lu Qingshan quietly left the wood carving shop without any further entanglement.

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After leaving the wood carving shop, Zang Xiaojian followed Lu Qingshan closely, looking at Lu Qingshan's back without blinking. He hesitated to speak, and opened his mouth several times, but every time he said the words that came to his lips.

It was taken back.

Faced with Xue Zhuyong's arrogant attitude, her first reaction was to ask Lu Qingshan what he had in mind.

However, they had agreed from the beginning that after finding the head of the Mo family, the ownership of Sanchifeng would be based on their own abilities.

As a competitor, it was not appropriate for her to ask this question.

Looking back at the squirming appearance of Zang Xiaojian, Lu Qingshan felt a little funny.

He also understood what the little girl was thinking.

However, the situation is indeed as Zang Xiaojian worried about, he and Zang Xiaojian are now competitors.
Chapter completed!