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Chapter 182 I am happy to go bankrupt

There is a street outside Dianjiangtai, which sells weapons and medicine for wounds. It is given to the monks at Dianjiangtai.

At present, the most conspicuous ones such as swordsmanship, lightning spells, and poisons can no longer be used. She can only use another fighting method, but it seems that she has used all the methods she is good at.

Zhan Changfeng thought about it and decided to use a sword. However, she did not intend to use the swordsmanship taught to her by the old Taoist Chang Xu. Instead, she wanted to try the heavy sword instead.

This idea came to her when she practiced the basic skills of sword moves day after day. If the sword is for human use, why not pursue simplicity and eliminate the complexity to defeat the enemy with one strike?

There are many huts for casting utensils here, but there is only one sword hut specializing in sword making, named Danyang. Unlike the ready-made weapons sold in shops, they can be customized here.

"What kind of sword does the guest want?"

"I need a heavy sword." The sword hut was steaming with steam, and the deeper parts were red, and the shouts of forging weapons could not be heard.

She is in the lobby now. On one side of the wall is a sealed box, which should be a sword waiting for the owner to pick it up. On the other side are various kinds of swords, including short swords, long swords, three-sided swords, two-sided swords, and double-edged swords.

Single-backed ones come in different shapes and materials.

The sword-making apprentice saw her looking towards the wall and said, "Guest, there are all semi-finished products over there. If you don't want to customize them and want to buy ready-made ones, you can come with me to the inner room to have a look."

"No need," Zhan Changfeng walked towards the pile of semi-finished products and saw a heavy sword standing against the wall. The sword was more than three feet long, with a black body and red lines.

"Can anyone pre-order this sword?"

"That's not true, but..." The swordsmith apprentice just wanted to remind him, when he saw her reaching out and holding the hilt of the sword, her expression became subtle, "Guest, you..."

Zhan Changfeng suddenly felt that the black sword body, as deep as ink, turned into an abyss, and the red lines turned into chi kisses, whistling against the clouds.

"Good sword, how much does it cost?"

"Guest, can you pick it up?"

Zhan Changfeng picked it up. It was indeed very heavy, weighing about two hundred kilograms.

The "take" that the swordsmith apprentice said was not this "take". Seeing that Zhan Changfeng's expression was normal, he couldn't help being surprised. He turned around and saw his senior brother escorting another guest out of the inner room. He quickly greeted, "Senior Brother Ru Shen, someone wants to buy this

A sword."

Ru Shenwang came over, but before he could say anything, the young man next to him also saw the heavy sword in Zhan Changfeng's hand, and frowned, "That very evil sword?"

Ru Shenlue was dissatisfied and said, "Friend Xiang, the only thing that matters is whether the sword is suitable for others."

Xiang Mengfei sneered proudly, "You mean I'm not suitable?"

This heavy sword had a noble and domineering connotation. He had also liked it and wanted to buy it before, but it was so evil that he became frightened when he touched it and could not pick it up at all.

How could this ugly little nun be able to pick it up?!

Xiang Mengfei doesn't believe that he can't compare to an innate?

Xiang Mengfei strode up to Zhan Changfeng, spread his hands, "Show me."

The swordsmith apprentice was afraid that they would fight, so he immediately introduced, "This is Senior Xiang Mengfei."

"Who should I know?" Zhan Changfeng asked again, "What's the price?"

The sword-making apprentice looked at Xiang Mengfei, whose face turned slightly dark, and was worried for the little girl, "Senior Xiang is a well-known foundation-building master on the combat power list."

"I'm not impressed. Does this have something to do with your answer to my question?" After Zhan Changfeng got the nameplate, he analyzed the records of most people. He may have seen the name Xiang Mengfei, but he is not currently a threat to her.

List and potential list. In other words, insignificant.

Xiang Mengfei became angry and reached out to grab Zhan Changfeng. Rushen stopped him in time and said, "Fellow Taoist, please don't fight privately in the store. You are magnanimous and please don't embarrass us."

"Humph," Xiang Mengfei stroked his sleeve, "If I hadn't been busy, I would never have spared you."

He threw out a storage bag and sneered at Zhan Changfeng, "I want this epee, give it to me quickly, don't waste my time."

"Both of you?"

This time it was Ru Shen's turn to have a headache, "This heavy sword was forged by the master. It has not been engraved with formations or runes to add auxiliary attributes. It is still a semi-finished product. Of course, the more important thing is that the master has the intention to forge it into a peerless magic weapon."

, not for sale.”

Danyang Sword House is also famous in Zangyun Stream. Its owner is an extraordinary and powerful person, and his sword-making skills are very advanced. However, there is one missing masterpiece that is famous in the world. Listen to this, he wants to use this sword to reach the pinnacle.

That's at least a Lingbao-level weapon.

Xiang Mengfei secretly thought that maybe he should inform his family to find a way to buy the sword on the day it is completed. Famous weapons are also a symbol of status.

"Hahaha, then I would like to congratulate Senior Danyang in advance." Xiang Mengfei laughed and left.

Zhan Changfeng felt a little pity, but only a little, "Can you show me other heavy swords? As long as they don't break."

The sword-making apprentice was shocked. Your requirements are too different. You were still competing for a Lingbao-level sword before, but now you just need to keep it from breaking?

Ru Shen was also surprised, but he always felt that what this person said would not break, not "won't break easily", but "cannot be broken".

He pondered for a moment, feeling a little apologetic towards this monk who could pick up this sword, "Do you have any requirements for the material and grade of the epee? Why don't we tailor one for you?"

"It's too late, show me the ready-made ones."

"It's okay." Rushen personally took her to the room where the heavy swords were displayed, and pointed at a red sword. "How about this one? It weighs twenty-eight kilograms, is at the level of a spiritual soldier, and is made of flame spirit stone and black fine steel.

It is cast, engraved with a fire formation, and has two layers of fire attributes superimposed. The effect is excellent and suitable for your current cultivation level."

"Is it popular nowadays to add functions to weapons?" Zhan Changfeng felt that according to the principles taught to her by the Changxu Taoist, it was not advisable to use external aids. Swords are simply swords.

The sword-making apprentice said, "Doesn't this increase the lethality? And it can be used by those who cultivate Zhen Qi or Yuan Qi."

Ru Shen shook his head and pointed to another sword, "This sword does not have any added rune formations, so it may be in line with your 'natural de-carving'."

This sword does not have rune formations, but it is at the magic weapon level, with at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, and only by building a foundation can it fully exert its power. The sword-making apprentice understands that the senior brother is just an example, not a sincere recommendation, so

Said, "Why don't you take a look at the few spiritual soldiers here, they are not blessed either."

Zhan Changfeng had already sensed all the epees in the weapon room, but none of them quite suited his liking. Just as he was about to walk to the shelf against the wall and take out a more pleasing epee, he caught a glimpse of something in the corner.

Dark gold.

She didn't feel it just now.

Zhan Changfeng bent down and dragged it out from the corner, yes, dragged it. It weighed at least more than a thousand kilograms.

The sword grid of this sword is made of pure black metal, with a hollow Tai Chi pattern in the center, and a dark gold sword body under the sword grid.

The swordsmith apprentice was in disbelief, "How come I haven't seen this sword before?"

Ru Shen was also confused, and it took him a while to remember, "This is that stubborn rock."

"Stubborn stone?"

"It is said that when Taizu was collecting sword-making materials from all walks of life, he came across a piece of stubborn stone. It was born with the shape of a sword. No rune formation can be carved on it, nor can it be polished to be more refined. It will not break unless it is heavy and strong.

, it was originally bought by someone who was curious about it, but it was returned because it was useless, and it must have been a few hundred years now."

Ru Shen joked, "Maybe the only advantage is that it won't break."

Zhan Changfeng stroked its sword body. It was silent and had a low sense of existence, as if it was just a stubborn stone.

It was originally supposed to have no hilt and sword bars, but later someone gave it a hilt and sword bars, and it became a sword, a double-edged dull sword, and a sword like a shield.

Zhan Changfeng just wants a sword, a pure sword. She doesn't need the sword to resonate with her, because she is not a swordsman, she will discard it at any time, and she doesn't need the sword to be powerful, because she is strong enough

.

If she didn't consider durability, she might just go to the iron shop and buy an iron sword.

Fortunately, she found this suitable sword and she likes it very much.

"Can it be sold?"

Ru Shen did not expect that she would really like it, "It is not suitable for use as a weapon. It is too heavy and difficult to use."

"It's okay, what's the price?"


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