The landlady doesn't leave the house all day long. Like the two distinguished guests on the second floor, an old man and a young man, their meals are always delivered by Xing Nan or Lehua.
That night, there were not many guests in the inn, and Lehua could handle it alone, so Xing Nan took over the task of delivering food to the second floor.
He first delivered the meals to the old man and the young man, and then brought the hot meals to the landlady's room.
The food was placed on the Eight Immortals table in the side room. As usual, Xing Nan had to leave first after putting down the food and wait at least half an hour before picking it up again, but today he stopped in the room.
As usual, the proprietress sat down at the table and picked up her chopsticks. Seeing that Xing Nan hadn't left, she tilted her head and asked, "What, do you want to sit down and have something together? I heard that you have been quite greedy recently, and you even left the leftovers of the guests.
Even if you don’t miss the food, could it be that you are thinking about my table today?”
Xing Nan looked embarrassed when he heard this. After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly felt at ease and said, "I have something I would like to ask the landlady for help with, that is..."
"Don't tell me yet, let me guess."
The landlady didn't wait for Xing Nan to finish speaking, then intercepted the words. She stared at Xing Nan who looked anxious and asked, "You probably want to borrow the spirit stone, right?"
Xing Nan's heart trembled and he said in surprise: "How do you know?"
"Guess."
The proprietress picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of celery and put it into her mouth, chewed it slowly, and then asked: "How much do you want to borrow?"
When Xing Nan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "I will borrow as many spiritual stones as a low-grade true spiritual sword costs."
The proprietress frowned at first, as if she was very surprised by Xing Nan's answer, and then her expression returned to normal and said: "The value of the low-grade True Spirit Sword is much higher than that of the Xiao Huan Dan, at least it costs fifty yuan of mid-grade spirit stones.
Okay, I hope you can earn money by working at Kirigakure Inn, I’m afraid you won’t be able to repay it even if you spend all your life.”
One medium-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and fifty medium-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for five thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Even for the Luo and Xue families in Blue Maple City, this is not a small amount of money.
"Actually, in the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts..."
"You go to the master shopkeeper and withdraw sixty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones from him, but first you need to set up a loan note with me."
The landlady seemed to be very decisive in her actions. She spoke before Xing Nan had finished speaking.
Xing Nan originally wanted to tell him that he still had a treasure at home, but since the landlady was so straightforward and generous, he didn't need to bother with it.
He quickly found a pen and paper, wrote an IOU with his hands that were slightly trembling from excitement, and then pressed his palm prints.
Although the IOU did not specify when the spiritual stone would be repaid, the landlady didn't pay attention. She just glanced at it calmly and put the IOU into her sleeve.
Xing Nan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, thanked him repeatedly, and flew all the way to the first floor.
The landlady saw Xing Nan leaving the wing, a smile appeared on her lips, and she murmured: "This guy is quite interesting, and he also has some perseverance, but since he has an innate demon body but is not a demon, I should help him.
What's more, these spiritual stones belong to him."
She smiled and took a sip of rice porridge, then looked at the ferret lying on her bedside, and asked curiously: "Xue'er, why do you think that guy made a sword fetus in his Dantian?"
? Why does he want to buy a low-grade true spirit sword? Does he want to practice swordsmanship? But he is an innate demonic body after all. The spiritual energy entering his body is not only useless to him, but also harmful. Not only can he not be able to practice martial arts, he should not be able to practice swordsmanship either.
right."
The cute and lazy ferret seemed to be able to understand the boss lady's words. It raised its head, but then shook its head, as if it didn't know.
Xing Nan explained to shopkeeper Shi about borrowing the spirit stone. Shopkeeper Shi seemed a little surprised at first, but he did not suspect that Xing Nan was lying. He simply took out a cloth bag from under the counter and threw it to Xing Nan.
No more, no less, there are sixty middle-grade spiritual stones in the bag.
Xing Nan was ecstatic in his heart. He was not in the mood to guess why the shopkeeper put so many spiritual stones on the counter, nor did he think about how the shopkeeper took out sixty middle-grade spiritual stones while lowering his head.
Holding the bag filled with spiritual stones, he ran all the way to his room, but was in a daze for a long time.
In essence, Xing Nan is not the only child of the Xing family in Blue Maple City in this world, but an earthling who traveled through time and space.
But the many depressing experiences he encountered in this world made his temper even more depressed than in his previous life.
But in these two lifetimes, he actually hasn't seen anything big in the world.
His true temperament is actually optimistic. Although he had no father or mother in his previous life, at least the social environment was still good.
He didn't think about why the landlady just lent him so many spirit stones. After a moment of daze, he began to think about how to buy a low-grade true spirit sword.
Xing Nan didn't know where true spirit swords were sold. They must be sold in some larger cities, but the distance was too far. Even if he didn't care about his status as a waiter at Wuyin Inn, he still had to guard against being chased by the masters of the Luo family.
"It seems that this business has to be completed in this Kirigakure Inn. But even if those martial arts swordsmen have real spirit swords, they spent a lot of money to get them. How can they easily sell them?"
Xing Nan was in a dilemma. Now everything was ready and all he needed was Dongfeng. However, he also knew that this matter could not be rushed. People came and went in this Wuyin Inn every day, so he should have a chance.
Unfortunately, after waiting for more than ten days, Xing Nan still failed to achieve his goal. During this period, he asked some sword masters, but most of them used fake spirit swords. Occasionally, there were sword masters who had low-grade real spirit swords, and they regarded them as such.
It is impossible to sell the lifeblood, unless Xing Nan can come up with a spirit stone that is worth much more than a low-grade true spirit sword.
One day at noon, when Xing Nan was delivering meals to the two distinguished guests, an old man and a young man, in the guest room on the second floor, he saw an unsheathed long sword on the guest room table. His heart moved and he asked the beautiful woman:
"The girl must be a swordsman, right?"
"Yes." The beautiful woman nodded calmly.
"Does that girl have a low-grade True Spirit Sword that she doesn't need?" Xing Nan asked again.
The beautiful woman looked a little curious, nodded again, and said: "There is a handful."
"Can you sell it to me? I want to practice swordsmanship and I am short of a low-grade True Spirit Sword." Xing Nan looked forward to it.
"If I'm not mistaken, I think I have a demonic body, so I'm afraid I can't practice swordsmanship, right?" the beautiful woman said noncommittally.
"Hehe, I want to give it a try." Xing Nan said with a dry smile.
"Do you have enough spiritual stones to buy a low-grade true spiritual sword?" the beautiful woman asked again.
"I have sixty middle-grade spiritual stones, which should be enough." Xing Nan replied.
"Sixty middle-grade spiritual stones are indeed enough. What I'm curious about is, you are just the waiter of this inn, where did you get so many spiritual stones?" the beautiful woman asked, staring at Xing Nan.
"The boss lady lent it to me." Xing Nan replied truthfully.
"Your boss lady is quite generous."
The beautiful woman praised her with a calm expression, and then said: "Sixty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay even if you spend your whole life running around here."
"When a boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight; when a car reaches the mountain, there will be a road."
Xing Nan said a sentence about his past life, looking very confident.
The beautiful woman must have never heard such a sentence, but it still seemed very interesting. The simple sentence made her more curious about Xing Nan.
She patted her waist gently, and a stream of light suddenly flew out.
After the stream of light circled around the room for a while, it turned into a long sword with a sharp edge.
The long sword is two and a half feet long, but only two fingers wide. The sword body looks a bit slender, which is obviously the sword shape that women like.
"It's called Thorny Cloud, and it's what I used to practice my sword with before. If you give me forty middle-grade spiritual stones, this Thorny Cloud Sword will be yours." The beautiful woman said generously.
Xing Nan felt ecstatic again. He first responded, then ran to his room and took out fifty middle-grade spiritual stones.
"The landlady said that the value of a low-grade True Spirit Sword is about fifty yuan of mid-grade Spirit Stones. I'm grateful that the girl is willing to sell the sword to me. I don't want to take advantage of the girl."
Xing Nan put the bag containing fifty middle-grade spiritual stones on the table and said frankly.
The beautiful woman didn't say much, and the old man who had been silent beside him put away the spirit stone bag.
Xing Nan thanked him repeatedly, and then returned to his room with the Stirring Cloud Sword.
After returning to the room, Xing Nan murmured: "The beautiful woman just magically took out the Cloud-piercing Sword. Could it be that her belt is a legendary storage magic weapon? They say women are the stingiest, but I don't think that's necessarily true!"
Without thinking too much, he carefully hid the Ciyunjian under the bed before going to greet the guests, with a smile on his face naturally more than usual.
At night, Xing Nan closed all the doors and windows of his room, and waited until it was dead of night before he took out the Cloud-piercing Sword.
He already has the physical fitness of a first-grade martial artist, and is fully prepared to swallow the sword spirit of a lower-grade spiritual sword. Now that he doesn't even owe "East Wind", there is no need to delay any longer.
So, he closed his eyes and calmly adjusted his breathing.
When his mind was clear and focused, he silently operated the Sword-Eating Technique. The few spiritual energy in his body was mobilized, and then poured out from the palm of his hand, slowly flowing throughout the body of the Cloud-piercing Sword.
Circles of ripples circulated around the Ciyun Sword, gradually accelerating.
In the room, the sword light shines, and the sword intention is looming.
Buzz!
The Ciyun Sword suddenly made a clanging sound, and then a phantom like a Luan bird appeared. With a fierce and rapid sword intent, it immediately pounced on Xing Nan's body, and then attacked crazily.
Holding his body.
At this moment, whether it was the proprietress in the wing on the second floor, the old man and the young man in the guest room, or the shopkeeper on the first floor, their eyes suddenly lit up, but their brows were slightly furrowed, but none of them made any move.
This time the Devouring Sword Spirit was different from the last time. Xing Nan was well prepared and allowed the sword spirit of the Stirring Cloud Sword to flow into his body, and used the technique of the Devouring Sword Technique to pull it into the Dantian.
The sword embryo in the dantian is full of brilliance. It is like a seed that needs endless nutrition. It spins crazily, drawing the sword spirit sinking into the dantian to its side...