The market in Wuyang City has not changed much in the past thirty years.
The best shop that sells swords is always the first-grade iron shop of the Zhuge family.
Wuyang City has always been the sphere of influence of the Feng family and the Zheng family, but after Zhuge Dan took over as the dean of Bailu Academy, the Zhuge family moved and gradually moved to Wuyang City.
It's just that although Zhuge Dan's strength surpasses Feng Tianhe and Zheng Tu, Zhuge's family is thin and low-key, so the two local families are afraid of them, but they also leave a leeway.
The Zhuge family's blacksmithing skills are the most amazing. Among them is the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, which is a weapon monopolized by the Ming Dynasty's military. It is not allowed to be bought and sold by the people. This business alone is enough to bring hundreds of thousands of taels to the Zhuge family every year.
income of silver.
In addition, the Zhuge family also loves making swords, and the swords produced by Yipin Iron Works can be regarded as the highest-end products in Wuyang City.
When Feng Ziyue was a boy, he would often stand at the door of the first-grade iron workshop, looking at the forged iron sword, shining with a bright cold light, and he could spend an entire afternoon just looking at it.
But at that time, he never had enough money to buy a beloved sword.
Later, when he perfected his swordsmanship, he no longer needed such a sword.
Therefore, although they were both in Wuyang City, Feng Ziyue had never stepped foot into a first-grade iron workshop.
Now he has the money just issued by the Feng family in his arms, as well as many demonic beast crystal cores worth a small amount of money. He feels that buying an ordinary good sword is more than enough, so he is full of confidence and steps into the world.
Yipinfang.
The clerk recognized him and knew that this poor young man loved swords. He knew he couldn't afford one, but he didn't stop him.
Feng Ziyue stepped into a first-grade iron workshop for the first time and couldn't help but nodded.
The owner of this first-class iron workshop, that is, the Zhuge family, is indeed a man who loves swords, understands swords, recognizes swords, and cherishes swords. Apart from other things, just looking at the placement and hanging of various swords in the iron workshop, it is very impressive.
Learn how to maintain it.
The sword is the most spiritual weapon in the world. As the saying goes, swords can channel spirits, and it is true.
Moreover, the famous sword has its own pride. This pride, spirituality and its own killing and sharpness are mixed together to form the soul of the sword.
In an ordinary sword shop, all kinds of swords are placed horizontally and vertically, randomly placed, and the souls clash with each other, making it so chaotic that even good swords cannot stand out.
Over time, it will damage the sword soul and reduce the quality of the sword.
In the first-grade iron workshop, the swords are arranged in an orderly manner, and the sword spirits are in their respective places without interfering with each other. Unless it is a set of swords, the sword spirits interact with each other, which adds to their beauty. Just looking at this,
I know that the master is a man who knows swords.
Feng Ziyue nodded slightly, walked to the left, picked up a short sword with a gorgeous scabbard, pulled it out and took a closer look. When it was taken out of the scabbard, it was dazzling and the blade was as graceful as a stream of autumn water.
“The guests have good eyesight!”
The waiter followed him and extended his thumb in praise.
"This sword was made by our young master himself. It's called 'Autumn Water'. It can cut hair with a blow and cut iron like clay. The most rare thing is that this sword is as thin as paper and can transmit light under the sun..."
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He signaled Feng Ziyue to raise the sword blade and point it at the sun. Sure enough, he saw strong light coming through, leaving a rainbow shadow on Feng Ziyue's palm.
"What a beautiful sword!"
I heard a woman's exclamation from behind, and a pretty girl in bright red clothes clapped her hands and cheered, "I want this sword! Wrap it up for me!"
This attitude was extremely rude. No matter what, Feng Ziyue was looking at the sword. Before he decided whether to buy it or not, other guests should not speak carelessly.
The clerk also frowned, "Miss, I'm really sorry. This friend saw this sword first, and he hasn't said whether he wants it or not..."
"What is this lady!" Just a title made the woman furious and her face darkened, "You don't even recognize me? How does the Zhuge family do business? Even inviting people like you?"
"Yes Yes……"
The waiter had a sullen face and was submissive. He really didn't recognize the young lady. He only knew that she was domineering and probably had a good background.
The waiter didn't recognize her, but Feng Ziyue recognized this woman.
In White Deer Academy, I also had some interactions with this woman, but she was unruly and willful, and I really don't have any good memories.
This woman is the daughter of another wealthy family in Wuyang City, the Zheng family. She is the grandson daughter of Zheng Tu, the fierce martial lord, Zheng Mingyu, who has reached the peak of martial arts.
Since they were not friends, Feng Ziyue didn't even bother to talk to her. He raised his dagger, gently touched the blade, and said nothing.
"Hey! You man, put down your sword, I want this sword!"
Zheng Mingyu was even more angry when she saw that she didn't take her seriously. She always thought that she was as beautiful as a flower, had a distinguished family background, and was quite talented in cultivation. Everyone who met her would praise her very highly.
Yes, now she is being treated coldly by a poor boy. How can she not be angry?
Feng Ziyue still pretended not to hear anything. He stretched out his index finger and lightly flicked the sword blade. The sword vibrated, creating an arc of light. At the same time, a melodious sound sounded. Zheng Mingyu was confused and wanted to go crazy.
, but was stunned for a moment.
"What a pity, what a pity!"
Feng Ziyue stroked the blade of the sword and sighed loudly, "This was originally a good sword, but it's a pity that the person who made it was obsessed with perfection and blindly pursued thinness. He lost the original intention of the thick meteorite iron and hurt the heart of the sword. Therefore, this sword
Although it is powerful, its spirit is weak, and it can only be regarded as a top-grade sword among mortal weapons, not a famous sword..."
"good!"
While he was sighing with emotion, he heard a cheer from behind.
Feng Ziyue was shocked. His mind communicated with heaven and earth. He knew everyone who came in this building. He had already known that Zheng Mingyu spoke rashly just now. But this voice came without a trace, and he didn't even know it.
When did the person who asked the question enter the store?
Looking back, I saw a young man in linen with a face full of surprise, sticking his head out from a pile of swords. His face was so beautiful that he didn't look like a man, but more like a girl.
But this man was a real man, the eldest son of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Yu, the biological son of the iron-blooded martial lord Zhuge Dan. Because he was too beautiful, he suffered various misunderstandings and jokes, and Feng Ziyue also heard about it.
Not only did this man inherit his father's martial arts skills, he was also an excellent swordsmith.
He had been burying his head in meditation among the ten thousand swords. His whole body was mixed with sword energy, and he was like a sword. His cultivation level was one step higher than Feng Ziyue, so Feng Ziyue didn't check for a while, but he didn't realize that he had been staying here.
In the ironworks.
Zhuge Yu was now in his teenage years, and the swords he forged at this time did have huge flaws. He had never known how to improve them, and he was overjoyed when he heard Feng Ziyue reveal the key.
"What this brother said is true. His words woke up the dreamer and made me suddenly enlightened. Come on, follow me to the second floor. Let's taste the real famous sword. I still have many things I want to ask brother.
beneficial!"
Zhuge Yu flew out, grabbed Feng Ziyue's sleeve, and regardless of etiquette, pulled him upstairs.
"Hey! Zhuge Yu!"
Zheng Mingyu was left alone, and she was even more angry. She put her hands on her hips and became furious, "I, Zheng Mingyu, bought so many swords from your Yipin Iron Workshop, but you never let me go upstairs to see the collection of your Zhuge family.
, you actually brought a brat with unknown origins?"