The gathering at Dafenglou ended happily, and Hou Zi also took advantage of the situation to enter the circle of fellow villagers of Anhehui. Although he did not participate in their daily activities, he was still a prominent figure in the fellow villagers' association.
He finally figured it out. You can't escape circles. People will always have circles when they are alive. Relatively speaking, organizations like the Xiang Party can be said to be the loosest, most natural, and least existential circles.
This will also make it look more natural.
After the meal, Gu Weixin and others had other things to do, so he strolled towards Xiuzhenfang City, the largest street in Jincheng.
Some things must be prepared.
The Xiuzhenfang City is an unavoidable hurdle for cultivators. During the cultivation process, all resources need to be allocated here. Sell what you have extra and buy what you urgently need. No one can dabble in all aspects of cultivation, and no one can do it.
To the point where everything is self-sufficient, every large city has similar places, which are also the only consumption places for practitioners.
This street in Jincheng is the most prosperous area in the entire Dafengyuan, with the most complete varieties of cultivation and the richest resources. As long as you have enough spirit stones, there is nothing you can't buy here.
It was also the first time for Hou Zi to come here. As soon as he set foot, he felt the smell of spiritual stones floating in the air. There were monks coming and going around him. He didn't know that there were so many monks in this world. He had never seen it before.
No, but here it is like a crucian carp crossing a river, but it is rare to see ordinary people.
It was only when he came here that he felt that his level was not that low. Most of the people walking around the streets were people with pulsating Qi cultivation. He actually felt condescending here.
There are big and small shops, but the professional distinction is very detailed. Basically, those who sell elixirs will never sell talismans, those who sell talismans will never sell utensils, and those who sell utensils will never sell books. Everyone is in charge of a stall, and they are professional counterparts and live in harmony.
thing.
He didn't see the comprehensive Dafangpu, which may be a feature of Jincheng. After all, this is not a majestic city like Yujing Shendu, and the audience has a ceiling.
What he was looking for was the utensil shop market. In terms of variety, there were the most alchemy shops on this street, followed by talisman shops, then utensil shops, and lastly the martial arts shop... The reason is very simple, elixirs, talismans, and talismans are all consumables, and there is no demand for them.
Absolutely; the usable time limit of utensils is much longer, and as for martial arts, they are things that can be used for a lifetime.
He walked along the street, observed a little, and chose a shop with a neglected entrance, called Shang Shangpin. From the name, it can be seen that this is a boutique shop. Based on his life experience, it is the favorite place for monks at the bottom.
It may not necessarily be a good place, it may be really cheap, but the quality is also worrying. Quantity and quality are not the same concept.
When he entered the store, no one came to entertain him, giving him the opportunity to carefully look at the display and layout of the store;
There were a dazzling array of items on the counter, including magic weapons, formation disks, puppets, etc. He just glanced at them, seeing them in his eyes but not taking them into his heart. He knew what he really needed.
There is an entire wall, and the walls are covered with swords. They are all made from different cultivation materials, and their quality is very different from ordinary products.
This is the purpose of his coming here. He needs a good sword. Since it has been determined that the current development is mainly focused on swordsmanship, the swords given by the sect are not enough. This is a choice that every good swordsman will make.
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The shopkeeper was an old man, standing quietly a few feet away from him without saying a word. This was an old man who understood the psychology of swordsmen very well. He knew that when a swordsman looks at his sword, it is like a man admiring a beauty.
The most annoying thing is someone chattering behind your back.
Hou Zi looked around and found that more than half of the swords had five elements attributes, which was also the mainstream hobby of low-level monks; their current realm did not have the ability to control the five elements, and they could only control the five elements after reaching the Tongxuan realm, so
In order to increase the power of attributes during battle, one would choose a sword with the power of the five elements.
When using it, as long as you inject Gang Qi, the sword will automatically be converted into fire, water, gold, ice and other attribute powers. Therefore, when the sword light is swung, flames will jump out randomly, and the ice soul will attack people, which can cause extra damage to the opponent to a large extent.
Damage, especially to some monsters with five elements attributes, can play a great restraining effect.
This is a shortcut to increase the power of the sword, but it also means that the swordsman has to give up on pure swordsmanship, and each has its own gains and losses.
Hou Zi watched quietly for a long time before he said: "Old man, I want a sword with no attributes. It is sharp and strong. The price is about a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Please recommend it to me."
The old man smiled slightly. This is a tacit understanding between sword lovers. There is no bargaining and buying a penny for a pearl is a sign of respect for the sword. Even if he does this business, he may not make much, but he can make a good day's profit.
Feeling.
After decades of practicing Taoism and practicing swordsmanship, I have not yet completed my Taoist career, but my eyesight is extremely sharp; I can tell at a glance who is really killing people with a sword and who is just wearing it on the waist to show off.
Without hesitation, he took out three sword boxes from under the counter.
Opening the first sword box, "The dragon finally joins his sword, and the phoenix goes away without hearing the flute... This is Xiao's sword, which was left by an old friend. It was placed here just to wait for an owner worthy of it."
Then he opened the second sword box, "In the past, the Jincheng sword was shot at the bullfighting sword with cold light... This is the bullfighting sword, which was left behind by a Quanzhen swordsman who died while defending the Jincheng city!"
Finally, he opened the third sword box and said, "I have forgotten where this sword came from...the lonely sword has no name!"
Hou Zi stretched out his hand and gently traced the cold blades of the three long swords with his fingertips, savoring the stories of the swords, as if he could hear their heroic past!
There is a spiritual fusion between people and swords. Does it sound meaningless? But after dozens of battles with sword souls in the soul realm, Hou Zizi understood that this is true! It is indescribable and unexplainable. I understand that there is no need to say it. I have said it.
Don't understand either.
It's like he is stroking the blade of the sword now, as if he can hear their voices! The Xiao He sword is lonely, the bullfighting sword devours blood, and the nameless sword is silent!
Finally, his finger stopped on the lonely sword Wuming, flicked it lightly, and the sword roared like a roar!
He lifted it up with one hand and wiped it with another finger, "I don't have a name either, so this is it!"
The old man neither praised his guest for his discernment nor blamed him for being blind. He just silently put away the other two long swords. Unfortunately, their owners had not yet appeared.
Hou Zi began to take out things from the treasure gourd. There were a total of forty spiritual stones, forty-nine Qi-inducing pills in four bottles of elixirs, and two sets of talismans. That was all he had.
The Qi-Entraining Pill is about one spirit stone per spirit stone, and the same is true for the talismans. In other words, the value of the items he took out now is around one hundred and twenty spirit stones.
"You paid too much..." the old man reminded him.
"It's your bid that's low!"
How can there be a price for a sword? If you get it right, it is a priceless treasure; if you don't get it, it's just an iron bar.
... There is a dragon roaring in the box, and the sound should be uneven. A thousand pieces of gold is worth less than its value, but a hundred perks are worth more than its reputation. Shooting in a fight is not a fool's errand, but throwing a pearl will never surprise you. Where can a miraculous feat be accomplished, the feeling of a divine object is sincere.
