Lu Zhan stood in front of the broken stone mill, staring in surprise at the Burmese steel knife in his hand that was no longer sharp. He was filled with doubts: Why did this knife suddenly become much sharper?
Did you reach another level thirty days ago?
He was puzzled, so he decided to take this six-grade steel knife and go to the secret workshop to have it appraised and see what professionals had to say about the knife.
Lu Zhan put on the face-changing mask. This time he no longer had the face of an ugly man, but the face of the gray-robed old man who commanded the "Panyun Iron Tower Formation" under General Duobao.
The reason why he has been using the faces of General Duobao's men is because he can't remember many people in his mind, and he can't use the familiar figures in the Lu family, plus he thinks those ghost faces
Since all the people in Ya are dead, they won't cause any unnecessary trouble to themselves.
However, his clever little plan still caused unnecessary trouble for himself.
Lu Zhan came to the secret workshop again. Since he believed that the grade of the Burmese steel knife in his hand was only level six at most, he went to find the intermediate appraiser first like last time.
Middle-aged appraiser.
The middle-aged appraiser still habitually judged people by their appearance, but this time he was much more serious because the person who came was an old man who looked very weathered and experienced.
He took the Burmese steel knife from Lu Zhan's hand. He touched the blade first, then looked at the blade. He flicked the blade with his fingers and listened for the movement. Then his face became more and more solemn, and he uttered "hiss..."
..." A gasping sound.
"Excuse me, old gentleman." The middle-aged appraiser hesitated for a moment, then asked Lu Zhan, "Where did you get this steel knife?"
Lu Zhan rolled his eyes at him dissatisfied and snorted disdainfully.
The middle-aged appraiser had no choice but to give up the idea of inquiring. There is an unwritten rule in their secret workshop alliance, that is, they cannot inquire too deeply into the origin and provenance of the items traded by traders, because since they are placed in the secret workshop for trading,
Then this item is more or less invisible, and everyone knows this open secret.
He just asked in a hurry, which was already a taboo in the industry!
The middle-aged appraiser looked over and over again for a while, but he really couldn't figure out the properties of this knife. He had to sigh and said with a wry smile to Lu Zhan: "I'm afraid, old sir, you have to find our senior appraiser to appraise it."
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"Looking for a senior appraiser?" Lu Zhan frowned: "But this is obviously a grade six Burmese steel knife. Why does it need a senior appraiser to appraise it?"
"Level 6? Burmese steel knife? No, no, no..." The intermediate appraiser shook his head like a rattle, "How could this material be a Burmese steel knife? This knife is made of some unknown and rare material.
Yes, it’s not the same grade as Burmese steel at all? And it must be more than level six. According to my inference, the level of this knife is probably above level seven."
"Really?" Even Lu Zhan, who had always been calm, was shocked. A level six knife was upgraded to a level one, and even the material had a qualitative leap, becoming a rare and unknown material.
, doesn’t this mean that the sword has been tempered again at least hundreds of times?
He was confused for a while, wondering if he had continuously injected "Bloodlight Slash" into the sword. As a result, the power of "Bloodlight Slash" did not appear, and instead he tempered the sword over and over again.
Where is it?
No, it's not that exaggerated. It's possible to use only the human body's qi machine to replace a high-level blacksmith master to temper weapons and help them upgrade!
Seeing him being silent, the mid-level appraiser thought that the customer was hesitating whether to make a transaction. He was afraid that he would lose this good business, so he quickly said: "Please wait here for a while, and I will ask our senior appraiser to do so."
The master will come here and do some appraisal." As he said this, he winked at a bodyguard standing not far away. The bodyguard nodded in understanding and walked away lightly.
Lu Zhan came back from his confusion and shook his head: "No, I don't want a senior appraiser to do the appraisal. I heard that the senior appraiser you hire here must be a VIP-level old customer. I have never done anything with you."
Deal." It seems that he, who has always been calm and composed, has not forgotten his new identity after changing his face in this situation.
"No, we don't have such rules here!" The mid-level appraiser flatly denied it.
"What? Really not?"
"I wonder which bastard you always listen to tells you that we have such a broken rule." The mid-level appraiser patted his chest and said, "I dare to vouch for my personality, there is absolutely no such thing."
Lu Zhan cursed in his belly: Wasn't it you, the bastard, who told me in the first place?
At this moment, a very sweet voice came from behind him: "Hey, does this big brother have any treasures that I want this girl to identify? Can you please show them to me to open my eyes?"
As soon as I heard this voice, I knew it was the MILF-type senior appraiser who called herself Miss Fan without turning around to confirm.
The middle-aged appraiser quickly handed the Burmese steel knife to Miss Fan and said quickly: "Miss Fan, please take a look at it. Please forgive me for my incompetence. I can't tell what kind of magical material this knife is made of."
Made."
Miss Fan took the knife and glanced at it with her usual lazy eyes. She immediately said "huh" softly, her eyes became sharp and surprised, and her thin eyebrows slowly twisted into a knot in the center of her forehead.
A knot.
"The material of this knife is really weird." She muttered, and then she solemnly brought the knife close to her eyes, looked at it carefully with her eyes, touched it with her hands, smelled it with her nose, and even stretched out her tongue to lick the blade of the knife.
He whispered softly to himself: "This knife has a bloodthirsty aura, and the blade is still faintly glowing with blood. It seems that it has killed countless creatures!"
Lu Zhan didn't say anything after hearing this, but he understood in his heart that what she mentioned happened to be the characteristics of the "Bloodlight Slash" that he had developed.
It seemed that he had unintentionally tempered the sword with Blood Light Slash, which was enough to upgrade it from an intermediate-level weapon to a high-level weapon.
Ordinary craftsmen use open flames to temper weapons, but his tempering method actually uses "Bloodlight Slash", which can be regarded as a different approach.
While Miss Fan was puzzled, she saw Qiu Chongfeng, the steward of the secret workshop, also walking over; Miss Fan winked at Qiu Chongfeng.
Qiu Gongfeng immediately understood what she meant. He cupped his hands and smiled at Lu Zhan: "This brother looks very unfamiliar. I bet it's his first time coming to our secret shop."
Lu Zhan nodded slightly and answered briefly: "Yes."
Qiu Gongfeng continued to say enthusiastically: "It seems that the knife that brother brought has stumped our senior appraisers. Please tell me, brother, if our Yunmeng City Secret Shop wants to buy this knife from you,
How much are you going to charge for this knife?"
"But you haven't told me the appraisal results of this knife yet." Lu Zhan said with a smile.
Miss Fan quickly replied: "The level of this knife is level seven, there is no doubt about it. We are just a little confused about its material now. There is a hint of strange things in this knife, so its tempering
The process must be different from ordinary weapon forging techniques..."
Hearing what she said, a strange look flashed in Qiu Gongfeng's eyes. Seeing that Miss Fan wanted to continue talking, he quickly interrupted her with a cough, and then looked at Lu Zhan with a smile: "Our Miss Fan's appraisal
Come out, this is a level seven sword, if you want to sell it to our secret workshop, please give us a price."
"I'm going to bid? Can I bid casually?"
"Of course it won't be too high. After all, there are rules in the secret shop; but I can give you a price that you are absolutely satisfied with." Qiu Gongfeng said generously.
The mid-level appraiser and Miss Fan all looked at him in surprise. Generally speaking, the appraiser would set the price for transactions in the secret shop. Now Qiu Gongfeng personally came forward to let the customers bid. This is an extremely rare situation.
Lu Zhan came here this time not with the intention of making any business, but just to identify the strange changes that had occurred in this Burmese steel sword after it was continuously tempered by his "Bloodlight Slash".
But now that the steward of the secret shop personally asked him to offer a high price, he might as well make a big show of it. So he said casually: "Then one and a half million silver."
The mid-level appraiser and Miss Fan both rolled their eyes, thinking that you are too evil-minded. Eight hundred thousand for a level seven weapon at the auction is already considered a high price. You still have to pay one and a half million.
Only weapons of level eight or above deserve the price advertised.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Gongfeng continued to discuss: "It's a bit high, how about one million taels."
Lu Zhan said without hesitation: "Okay, deal." He spent thirty days to turn a level six weapon worth tens of thousands taels into a level seven weapon worth one million taels of silver. At this price
It was already beyond his expectations, so it was natural for him to sell the Cash Seal. After all, he still had a lot of weapons in his Qiankun Bag, and he could rely on the Blood Light Slash to upgrade them one by one in the future.
Qiu Gongfeng took the Burmese steel knife that had been mutated by Blood Light Slash from Lu Zhan, and said with a smile: "From now on, Your Excellency, you will be the platinum-level VIP of our secret shop. If you have any transactions in the future, please just leave it alone."
Come to our secret shop and we will definitely provide you with the most considerate service.”
Lu Zhan thanked him and glanced at Miss Fan. He originally wanted her to identify the silver-grey soft armor he got from Butler Liu.
But then he thought about it, and he remembered that when he first came to the secret workshop with Xi Liuzi and the others, he saw Butler Liu carrying a silk package and walking out of the secret room where top-quality goods were traded. This meant that Butler Liu also had something to do with the secret workshop.
There have been very close interactions.
If that piece of silver-gray soft armor happened to be bought from a secret shop, and if I took it out rashly for Miss Fan to appraise, they might show me the history, thus exposing my whereabouts.
Thinking of this, he gave up the idea of appraising the soft armor and followed the intermediate appraiser to the counter to get the banknote.
After Lu Zhan walked away, Miss Fan complained to Qiu Gongfeng: "The price you gave him was enough to buy two or three grade seven steel knives. You will suffer a big loss in this business."
Qiu Gongfeng smiled faintly: "When have you seen me doing loss-making trading? Let me ask you, you just said that there is something very strange in this knife. What is it?"
Miss Fan shook her head and said hesitantly: "I can't tell exactly what it is, but based on so many years of experience, it seems to be the kind of legendary 'immortal spiritual energy machine' that only exists in legends."
"'Immortal Spiritual Qi Machine'?" Qiu Gongfeng frowned and said, "This knife is really weird. It probably comes from the treasure of General Duobao."
Miss Fan looked at him in astonishment, lowered her voice and asked, "Why do you say this?"
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