There are all kinds of things. There are soul soldiers wandering around on the street with the weird soul beasts they summoned, and the citizens seem to be used to it.

Meng Sheng pointed to a three-story bamboo building in front of him, "This is the largest soul weapon shop in Juan City. You can buy very good Xuan-level soul weapons and soul armor."

"Where is that level soul weapon?"

"How do you buy heaven-level soul weapons with money? Generally speaking, there are two types of heaven-level soul weapons. One is handed down from the ancients. This kind of heaven-level soul weapons are mostly used as heirlooms and passed down from generation to generation. Maybe because of a certain

For some reasons, they live among the people, or are bought by nobles at exorbitant prices. Ordinary people can't even dream of getting them anyway. There is another kind, which is newly made. Because the heaven-level soul weapons are made from exotic beasts that are more than a thousand years old, they have extremely high soul power and are not super powerful.

Soul weapon masters with soul power and skills would not dare to make it even if they have the raw materials of alien beasts. If they are not careful, they will be drained of their soul power and die. Therefore, usually only those soul weapon masters who are already famous have a chance.

After coming into contact with the corpses of thousand-year-old beasts sent through various channels, some soul weapon masters may never have the opportunity to touch the thousand-year-old beasts in their lifetime. Heaven-level soul weapons are not something you can get if you have money or soul power;

I have the right to do so. Generally, when a heaven-level soul weapon is discovered, it is first offered to the royal family and nobles for selection. If the soul consciousness does not match, the scope will be expanded to find a suitable soul weapon. A heaven-level soul weapon can bribe a city-state.

A nation, this is not an exaggeration at all. So think about how lucky you are."

Jiang Chaoge suddenly felt a little excited, thinking that the broken knife on his back was priceless, which was a mixed blessing. It seemed that the prince would never let him go.

Meng Sheng saw through his mind: "Prince Shu originally had the highest soul power among all the princes. Last year he got a heaven-level soul weapon. Now he is at the top of the world, and his status is close to that of the prince. It's a pity that this little prince has such a bad personality."

If you are too arrogant, you are not worthy of an emperor."

"How do you know how to gossip?"

Meng Sheng glared at him, "This is Juan City, where traders from all over the world come and go. You can get news from all over the country here."

The two walked and entered a dark alley. Meng Sheng stopped in front of a dilapidated bungalow and opened the lock on the wooden door.

Jiang Chaoge took a deep breath and said, "Does this still need to be locked?"

"I'm so sorry for not being treated like a five-star hotel, Boss Jiang." Meng Sheng pushed the door open, and the door panel creaked, as if it might fall down at any time.

Jiang Chaoge stepped into the yard and looked around, thinking that he was living under someone else's roof, but he didn't have any temper anymore.

Meng Sheng pushed open the door of a small room, covered his nose and fanned the flying dust on his face, "Clean up after yourself and stay here."

Jiang Chaoge couldn't help but ask: "How much do you think my ring and watch can be sold for?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Jiang Chaoge shrugged, "I was just joking."

Meng Sheng slapped his back and said, "I have to go and take a nap. Don't run around. We'll talk about everything after you wake up."

Jiang Chaoge stood in front of the hut, which was not much bigger than the toilet, and was in a daze for a while. His head was blocked for a while, and he couldn't figure out how he fell from a 700-square-meter villa with a swimming pool in Dongping City to such a situation.

Depressedly, he fetched a bucket of water from the well in the yard, took a broom and rag, and swept the shabby house. He barely had a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and he had no choice.

After cleaning, it was nightfall. He had obviously been tired for a day, but he didn't feel sleepy.

After lying on the bed for a while, he got out of the bed, unwrapped the layers of cloth, and took out the Zhixuan Knife.

The knife is still the same knife, mottled, worn, and lifeless, but the heavy texture in the hand makes people strangely feel at ease.

Jiang Chaoge came to the yard with the knife. He held the handle in both hands, squatted with steady horse steps, and made several chopping movements.

After living on the streets for several years, he was forced to join a local organization. The No. 2 eldest brother of the organization was a traditional martial arts enthusiast. He especially liked to dance with knives and guns. His level was far beyond the amateur level. He had learned three lessons from the No. 2 eldest brother.

He had fists, feet and swords when he was young, but at that time he mainly used daggers. He was very good at playing with daggers. He was not proficient in such a wide-handled sword, but this did not prevent him from recalling the memories of his youth. The memory of that time was

How to practice chopping, chopping, picking and stabbing with a wooden knife.

He danced the heavy Zhixuan Knife, and the sound of the blade cutting through the air gave off a hint of coldness under the quiet moonlit night. Jiang Chaoge's focused and calm eyes had an unshakable determination. That determination transcended the limitations of time and space and would eventually
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