In Longyue City, Zhao Long and his group were strolling slowly. There were many pedestrians on the road, much more than in Baihu City.
It is indeed the largest city in the southern region of Qin State, and the streets are full of people.
But there are still many people discussing one thing, that is, Zhao Long led his people to attack the Ouyang family a few days ago.
Throughout Longzong City, the Ouyang family has long been considered unattainable.
No one dared to challenge their authority, but Zhao Long led people to rush in at that time.
What was even more surprising was that the subsequent battle was not as those pedestrians imagined.
Zhao Long and his party were not only unscathed, but also settled in the Ouyang family.
This made many people begin to doubt the strength of the Ouyang family.
Zhao Long and others naturally heard these discussions. To be honest, Hai Tian was really a little embarrassed.
He scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile to Ouyang Xiu beside him: "I'm so sorry for bringing so much trouble to your family."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. We brought this on ourselves." Ouyang Xiu waved his hands repeatedly, "If it weren't for Ouyang Bo and the others, I wouldn't be able to see Grand Master Uncle."
Xue Qikun also stood up and said with a smile: "Yes, in the final analysis, this is still fate."
"It makes sense." Zhao Long did not continue to argue. After all, this matter was a misunderstanding.
At this moment, Zhao Long and the others were walking on the streets of Longyue City, with pedestrians coming and going on both sides in an endless stream.
Countless hawkers were shouting and soliciting business on the streets.
On both sides of the street, many shops were opened, with some strange animals painted on them.
Zhao Long noticed that there was a shop not far from him, with a blazing flame carved on it. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Ouyang Xiu, where is that place?"
"That?" Ouyang Xiu looked in the direction pointed by Hai Tian and said with a smile, "That's the Weapon Refining Masters Guild."
"The Weapon Master's Guild?" Zhao Long raised his voice in surprise. No wonder the logo was drawn into a ball of flame.
The weapon refiner dealt with flames every day. When Ouyang Xiu saw Zhao Long's surprised look, he felt very puzzled.
"Uncle Taishi, haven't you seen it? This Weapon Refiner Guild is very famous throughout the Sword Continent. There should be no one who doesn't recognize this symbol, right?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Long felt a little embarrassed. In his last life, he didn't know anything about weapon refining.
I have never been in contact with the Weapon Master Guild, so naturally I have never seen this symbol.
But in this life, I have been busy doing this and that, and I have never been to the Weapon Refining Masters Guild, so naturally I have never seen it.
Perhaps seeing the embarrassment on Zhao Long's face, Tokar suddenly realized that he had heard his master say it.
Zhao Long used to be a swordsman who was very obsessed with practicing and was almost completely uninterested in external affairs.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Xiu also had a smile on his face: "Uncle Taishi, do you want to go in and take a look?"
"The president of the Weapon Refiner Guild in Longyue City is still my friend."
"Oh? Then will there be high-level imperial-level swords here?"
Zhao Long thought of Xue Qikun, the three conditions for unlocking the seal of the elephant-headed people, and had already collected the elephant grass.
There are now masters who are above the Sword King level, but there is only one high-end Emperor level sword.
Although Zhao Long owns many swords above the imperial level, he really doesn't have any high-level ones.
This also made him very distressed, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to help Xue Qikun lift the seal.
After hearing what Zhao Long said, Xue Qikun's eyes lit up. He had been sealed for many years.
The desire to lift the seal is unimaginable by others.
If he could really lift the seal today, he would really like to thank Ouyang Xiu.
But Ouyang Xiu was hesitant. He didn't know the conditions for releasing Xue Qikun's seal.
"I heard that this high-level imperial sword requires a fifth-level weapon refiner to be able to refine it.
My friend also happens to be a fifth-level weapon refiner. As for whether he has ever refined an imperial-level high-level sword, I really don't know."
"Level 5 Weapon Refiner?" Zhao Long muttered to himself. He had read in "Item Refining Art" that this was the professional level of an Weapon Refiner.
"Let's go in and take a look." Zhao Long pondered for a while and then made a decision.
For Xiaohu and Xiaoyang, wherever Zhao Long goes, they will definitely follow him.
Needless to say, Xue Qikun's steps were trembling even when he stepped into the door of the Weapon Master Guild.
Ouyang Xiu didn't have any objections, and Zhao Long and his party successfully entered the Weapon Refining Masters Guild.
The place is not very big, the area is about a few hundred square meters when you first see it, and there is a front desk in front of you.
There was a young female swordsman who was dozing out of boredom. Behind the front desk, there were many rooms, whose purpose was unknown.
There were very few people in the entire hall, and it looked very deserted.
Zhao Long led everyone to greet him curiously: "Hello!" "Are you having a guest? Tell me, what level do you want? Should you bring your own materials or let us provide them?"
The female swordsman was called by Zhao Long, but she didn't get up, but spoke in a daze.
Zhao Long was very surprised by what he heard: "Can you explain what you mean by this?"
"Well? Aren't you here to refine the elixir?" Perhaps Zhao Long's words were too naive, which made the female swordsman's tone gradually cool down.
Ouyang Xiu's face instantly turned ugly. This was his great uncle.
The female swordsman in front of her was only a third-level swordsman, yet she dared to be so arrogant.
He was about to step forward and teach the female swordsman a lesson, but was stopped by Zhao Long.
"Ouyang Xiu, do you know what he means?"
Could this Weapon Refiner Guild still be able to help people refine swords? Zhao Long asked curiously.
Xiaohu and Xiaoyang also looked curious. However, Xue Qikun explained with a smile: Uncle Master, it's like this.
This Weapon Refiner Guild can help swordsmen refining swords.
She just asked you what level of knife you need. Should they provide the materials, "or should you provide the materials yourself."
"Oh? Do they have people of all levels?" Zhao Long became even more interested.
Although the Sky Frost Sword made him accustomed to using it and its attributes were very suitable, there was one thing that always made him feel unhappy, and that was that the level was too low.
The level of the sword directly affects the actual combat effectiveness of the swordsmen.
With a high-level sword, Zhao Long can exert stronger combat effectiveness.
"Interesting." Zhao Long smiled and nodded, patted the front desk, and woke up the female swordsman: "Hey, wake up quickly, I want to refine a high-end emperor-level sword, can you do it?
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"High-grade imperial swords? Are you kidding me? Go back and find your master!"
Although Zhao Long behaves relatively maturely, after all, he is only eighteen years old and looks quite childish.
He opened his mouth and said that he wanted to refine a high-grade imperial-level sword. How could the girl in front of him believe it?
"Can't you refine high-level imperial swords?" Zhao Long didn't care about the attitude of the girl in front of him, and was quite disappointed in his heart.
Without a high-grade imperial sword, Xue Qikun would not be able to lift the seal.
Sure enough, the smile on Xue Qikun's face had become very stiff at this moment.
"Isn't it just an imperial-level high-end sword? Of course it can! In the entire Longyue City Weapon Refiner Guild, my teacher is the only one who can do it."
The girl shouted very proudly, "But do you have that much money? It costs a lot to refine a high-grade imperial-level sword."
"Isn't it just money? Tell me how much you need." When it comes to money, Zhao Long is really confident.
When he stole Qi Zhi's two- or three-story treasure house, more than half of it contained gold coins.
"First bring us 600,000 gold coins. If we need to provide materials, we may need to add another 600,000 gold coins."
If you can provide the materials yourself, the girl kept calculating on the paper, "In the end, I will give you 700,000."
"Seven hundred thousand gold coins?" Zhao Long took a breath, "Are you crazy?"
Seven hundred thousand gold coins is enough for everyone in Baihu City to live for a year.
This is just the result of providing the materials yourself. If the other party provides the materials, the cost will probably be millions.
The most important thing is that he really doesn’t have that much money. Although Zhao Long did not count the savings of the entire Qi family over the past few decades.
But according to a rough estimate, there are only a few hundred thousand gold coins, which is not enough to refine an imperial-level high-end sword.
"Crazy? Boy, if you don't have money, don't come out and pretend to be a boss. Leave as soon as possible."
The girl glanced at Zhao Long with disdain, then continued to lie down, wanting to continue sleeping.
Hearing the girl's contemptuous tone, Xiaohu was very unhappy and stood up and shouted.
"I think you set the price so high deliberately so that others don't have money to refine it."
"Actually, you don't know how to refine royal-level high-end swords at all!"
"What? Do you mean to say that my teacher has a false reputation?" Xiaohu's words were so harsh that the dozing girl jumped up immediately.
And he shouted loudly, "Where are you from, you little brat? If you don't have money, get out of here. Don't hang around here."
"You!" Seeing the girl's condescending tone, Xiaohu was completely speechless. He really had no money.
Zhao Long also frowned slightly, not to mention whether he had money or not, this service attitude alone was already annoying.
Ouyang Xiu seemed to have noticed Zhao Long's dissatisfaction, and stood up directly, slamming the front desk: "Go, call your teacher out! Just tell me Ouyang Xiu is here!"
"Ouyang Xiu? Who is it? I don't know you!" The girl raised her eyes, as if she didn't see Ouyang Xiu at all.
At this point, Ouyang Xiu was completely angry, and he was about to teach this girl a lesson.
But suddenly there was a flash of sword light behind him, and he instinctively jumped away.
But what he saw in front of him was so shocking that his jaw almost dropped. He saw Zhao Long put the Tianshuang knife on the girl's neck.
He said coldly: Go and call your president out! "What do you mean? You want to kill me?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, but she quickly came to her senses and continued shouting, as if she was not afraid of Zhao Long at all.
Zhao Long snorted coldly, shook the Tianshuang knife in his hand, and a hair fell instantly.
Zhao Long picked up the hair, then looked at the girl coldly and said: Next time it won't be your hair that falls off, but your head! This chapter has been completed!