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390,I, my life is cheap(2/3)

"Also, if your sword is refined again with three spirit grasses, it will be more suitable for your swordsmanship. It will cost about seven spirit beads."

Han Muye's words caused the middle-aged swordsman to tighten his grip on the sword and the bag.

In his cloth bag were all his savings and ten spirit beads.

On Broken Star Island, it is not much easier for low-level practitioners to accumulate wealth than elsewhere.

What's more, sword cultivators have always been the poorest practitioners in the world.

Bowing to Han Muye, the middle-aged swordsman left without saying a word.

For sword cultivators, sometimes, not speaking is the only way to truly keep friendship in mind.

Seeing the middle-aged swordsman walk out of the shop, Han Muye turned to look at the others.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and held their swords, asking Han Muye to comment.

"This sword is suitable for swordsmanship such as ice fields. Judging from the aura on your body, it seems that it is not of ice type. I suggest you change your sword."

"This sword is not bad. The forging quality is not bad. It can be warmed and raised carefully. Later, I can find some broken spirit stones and smelt them into the sword."

"The attributes of your sword are really poor, mediocre and slow. I have a Qingfeng sword in my shop. You can try it. The price is about the same. Just give this sword to me and add eight hundred spirit stones.

"



After a moment, everyone held their swords in their hands and left with excitement on their faces.

More sword cultivators were already watching at the door and quietly gathered around.

For more than an hour, not a few swords were sold, but more than 20 swords below medium-grade spiritual weapons were reviewed for free.

When there was nothing in front of Han Muye, he turned his head and saw an old man in his fifties wearing gray robes, standing in front of Yan Zhenqing's pagoda with his hands behind his back.

"There are countless swordsmen in the world, can you judge them?" The old man did not look back, but looked at the scroll in front of him and spoke calmly.

"As a sword cultivator, it's not about how sharp the sword is in your hand, but how strong the sword is in your heart." Han Muye looked calm and said softly: "I evaluate swords for them, just to make the sword in their hearts stronger."

They are both middle-grade spiritual weapons and low-level sword cultivators. How strong can their swordsmanship be and what kind of combat power can they have?

From Han Muye's point of view, whether these sword cultivators have magic weapons or dead wood in their hands does not make much difference in their combat power.

In front of the great monk, ants will remain ants after all.

But who among the practitioners in the world has not climbed from an ant to the top step by step?

Only when you always have the heart of an ant in your heart can you stand on the top of the world without fear.

The black-bearded old man turned around slowly, his eyes shining brightly, staring at Han Muye: "You are a true swordsman."

Han Muye did not deny it.

He is a swordsman by nature.

Practice swordsmanship and condense the sword elixir.

In the future, when he breaks the elixir and becomes a baby, he will also transform into a sword baby.

In the world of spiritual practice, in the end, the most satisfying thing is to cut off the bonds with one sword.

Helping other swordsmen practice sword criticism and accumulating their own knowledge is not all a gain.

What's more, for Han Muye, the stories in the swords, the battle scenes in the swords, and the swordsmanship techniques are already worthy of his review.

"What kind of swordsmanship must be combined with the Thousand Machine Sword refined from the chalcedony essence of the Song and Yuan Dynasties in order to exert its maximum combat power?" The old man said coldly without moving his eyes.

"Sword review?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.

The old man nodded.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face: "The Thousand Machine Sword made of chalcedony essence is at least half a magic weapon."

"Let's calculate it as half a magic weapon. The reward for judging the sword is a thousand spirit beads. Isn't it excessive?"

A low-level swordsman who criticizes swordsmanship does not accept spiritual stones or beads because he does not make a profit.

Even if one sword can collect three to five thousand and tens of thousands of spiritual stones, ten swords can only earn tens of thousands of spiritual stones.

Wouldn’t a half-magic weapon-level sword make up for all the losses of those swords?

One thousand spiritual beads equals one and a half magic weapons.

This price is at least double the usual price.

The black-bearded old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and then laughed: "It doesn't matter how many spirit beads you have, as long as the evaluation you give is valuable."

Han Muye nodded and chuckled: "Indeed, for Master Qian of Muyang Pavilion, a few spirit beads are nothing."

Muyang Pavilion, the big shopkeeper Qian Hexun.

Only the arrival of this person will make those sword cultivators stand outside the door and not dare to approach.

On Firefly Island, rumors about the support of the forces of the Endless Sea behind the Muyang Pavilion have never stopped.

Qian Hexun put his hands behind his back and looked at Han Muye.

"The Thousand Machine Sword follows the deceitful path of force sword, and the swordsmanship demonstrated by Xiu's skills is very good." Han Muye said softly.

"However, if the soul tempering method can be used to penetrate into the sword, refine the sword body separately, wait for the sword to take shape, and use the soul to control the sword to form a sword formation, the combat power will be——"

Han Muye paused.

Qian Hexun clenched his hands behind his back.

"The combat power can be more than tripled." Han Muye whispered softly.

Qian Hexun's eyes twitched.

A great monk holding half a magic weapon, with his combat power tripled, is invincible at the same level!

The value of such a sword is immeasurable.

Nodding, Qian Hexun whispered: "Is that pagoda painting really for sale?"

Sell?

Sell.

"Master Qian, the Great Demon of Endless Sea also wants to learn about Confucianism and Taoism?" Han Muye said with a smile.

enlightenment.

The Confucianism and Taoism in this painting is so awe-inspiring, but it should not be played with.

If you don't have cultivation in the heavenly realm, you might really be inspired by this pagoda post and become a Confucian cultivator wearing Confucian robes and holding a folding fan.

It would be interesting if there was a great demon from the endless sea covered in scales wearing a green robe and holding a folding fan.

Qian Hexun opened his mouth, finally shook his head, took out a small jade box, put it on the counter, turned around and left.

"Shopkeeper Qian, come here often." Han Muye said with a smile while holding the jade box in his hand.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly as he took the jade box into his hands.

There is only one spiritual stone in the jade box.

The best spiritual stone!

Back then, I searched all over Western Xinjiang and found only two pieces of top-quality spiritual stones.

The preciousness of top-quality spiritual stones is not only that one piece can be used as a million spiritual stones, but also its role in opening up space formations.

Stable spiritual energy output can support void formations that can be transported countless miles.

Is this the intention of Qian Hexun himself, or is it the intention of the endless sea forces behind him, or in other words, is this the intention of the endless Tianzun?

Tianzun shows his kindness, or is it that Endless Sea wants to get in touch with Tianxuan and stand on Tianxuan's side?

With a flash of light in his eyes, Han Muye put away the jade box.

Regardless of whether it was a test or a show of goodwill, he still wanted to accept this top-quality spiritual stone.

Why not accept what you earned through your own ability?

When Zeng Daniu and Shao Tianyi returned, Zeng Daniu was carrying a pile of scrolls, while Shao Tianyi led several men from the sword furnace and sword workshop to deliver dozens of swords.

In the afternoon, a sword cultivator arrived and spent fifty spirit beads to ask Han Muye to help him appraise his sword.

A top-grade spiritual weapon.

Han Muye received him on the second floor of Yujing Sword Shop. The specific results of the sword evaluation were not known to outsiders.

But when the sword cultivator left, there was a bit of joy on his face.

In the next few days, Han Muye spent most of his time in seclusion, and when he came out of seclusion, he chose the right opportunity to evaluate the sword.

At the entrance of Yujing Sword Shop, there were many sword cultivators.

This made business in the surrounding shops of Jia Wu and others much better.

Because the business was good enough, after Han Muye collected a bunch of spiritual stones and spiritual beads, he grabbed a handful of spiritual beads and rewarded them to Shao Tianyi and Zeng Daniu.

The last time Han Muye rewarded the spirit beads, Zeng Daniu asked Jia Wu to help him purchase a few body-refining elixirs, and also found a body-refining technique.
To be continued...
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