Above the sky, Liu Ruyue, dressed in green clothes, stood in the sky with her hands behind her back. She quietly watched the carriage go away.
After sighing silently, she wielded her sword and left, leaving only a few wisps of faint fragrance, as if no one had ever been here.
………
Dongshengzhou, Shitian Peak.
There is an ancient sect here with long heritage, profound foundation and great reputation - Dao Sect.
Under the Shitian Peak is a huge and prosperous city, Knife City.
Liu Xiaofei and Jiang Li were on the carriage under the sword city.
Stepping into the territory of Sword City, you can see all kinds of swordsmen everywhere.
Fat ones, thin ones, even little babies all had knives on their backs.
Walking there, you can feel the strong atmosphere of knife repair.
Moreover, there are knife-making workshops everywhere on both sides of the street, and you can see people forging iron with big hammers everywhere.
"The Sword Sect is truly worthy of its reputation."
Jiang Li looked around like a country bumpkin entering the city, quite shocked.
"Ahem...Brother Jiang...hold it back, hold it back."
Liu Xiaofei's face is a little dark, but we are decent people after all. Brother Jiang, are you a little too low-priced?
As expected, the passers-by looked at Jiang Li a little strangely, but with Liu Xiaofei in brilliant clothes standing by, they didn't come up uninterested and take the initiative to make trouble.
"Little brother...look...you don't want to give me another sword..."
Jiang Li rubbed his little hands and felt a little excited. He felt that in such a prosperous sword city, he could definitely build a great thunder-attribute sword.
"What?"
Liu Xiaofei suspected that he heard wrongly.
"Ahem... the Xuanji sword you gave me... was taken away by that abominable Skylark. Now I have no weapon to use... Look, as my good brother, shouldn't you express your gratitude?"
Jiang Li hooked Liu Xiaofei's shoulder and said eagerly.
"That... this matter... we will discuss it later, we will discuss it later. I don't have any spiritual stones with me. Let's talk about it next time, next time..."
Liu Xiaofei was shy and said slightly embarrassed.
Jiang Li obviously noticed this and did not continue to embarrass him.
"There is a knife-making workshop over there, let's go and take a look."
His eyes were drawn to a small knife-making shop on a narrow street corner, and Jiang Li walked slowly there.
"Brother Jiang... Although we are short of knives, there is no need to search for them in such nooks and crannies. It is really disgraceful, and besides, we might get tricked."
Liu Xiaofei grabbed Jiang Li, obviously not wanting to go to that shabby knife-making shop.
"Hidden away in the city... maybe a small shop like this is the most authentic."
Jiang Li chuckled, but he had already decided to leave. Even though he said so, he was just looking for a decent reason for himself. He didn't believe that such a small shop could really have anything interesting.
.
Stopping briefly in front of the shop, Jiang Li looked up and saw a plaque covered with spider webs, with the four words "Haotian Workshop" written on it.
"The name is quite grand."
Liu Xiaofei looked up, his expression slightly strange.
But Jiang Li had already walked in.
Although "Haotian Workshop" doesn't look big from the outside, once you actually walk in, you feel like there's something huge inside.
On the left and right sides, hanging on the board walls, are various knives.
Jiang Li soon became fascinated by what he saw. He stopped in front of a ring-shou knife. The blade was long and straight, solid and sharp, strong and durable. Looking at the extremely sharp blade, Jiang Li had some doubts. This knife
It can easily play the role of blowing and breaking hair.
After moving slightly to the side, Jiang Li saw the Tang Dao again. The Tang Dao was divided into four types, the Yi Dao, the Barrier Dao, the Heng Dao and the Mo Dao.
The Yi Dao is a ceremonial knife. The Zhan Dao and the Heng Dao are both long swords worn on the waist. The last Mo Dao has a majestic feeling, with a long handle and a long blade, and its lethality is amazing.
Looking over one by one, Jiang Li saw the Zhanma Dao, the Lancet Dao, the Pu Dao, the Yanling Dao, the Dahuan Dao, the Tiger Tooth Dao and so on.
He looked at every knife carefully, and then marveled at it.
These knives don't seem to have anything outstanding on the surface, but when Jiang Li gets closer, he can clearly feel that there is majestic power inside the knife body, which means that the edge is restrained.
"Little brother...what do you think of these knives?"
Jiang Li asked with a smile.
"It's okay...it's a little different from the knives I usually see, but if I talk about it in detail, I can't understand the beauty of it."
Liu Xiaofei told the truth that although he was from a sword sect, he had no interest in practicing martial arts and naturally did not have a deep understanding of swords.
"Haha... It's okay if you don't realize it. These knives contain a kind of will inside, an invincible and indomitable will."
Jiang Li's eyes flashed.
He slowly stopped in front of a Miao sword and looked at the slender blade, the slightly longer handle, and the thunder and lightning patterns engraved on it.
Jiang Li subconsciously wanted to reach out and hold the handle of the Miao knife, but his hand was caught by a small hand.
"The knives in our store are not allowed to be touched casually. Once you touch them, it means you must buy them."
A slightly childish female voice sounded.
Jiang Li turned his head slightly, took a look, and found that the person who stopped him was a little girl about ten years old. She had two cute little balls on her head, and her face was very delicate.
"Are you the owner of this 'Haotian Workshop'?"
Jiang Li was a little surprised. He shouldn't have thought about it. This little girl didn't look very mature.
"I am Xiuxiu, the young owner of this store, and my grandfather, Haotian, is the big owner of this store."
Xiuxiu said with a serious face.
"Oh... Xiuxiu, um, what is the approximate price of this Miao knife in your store?"
Jiang Li's eyes were fixed on this Miao knife. He felt a little itchy and wanted to reach out and touch the Miao knife.
"Two hundred thousand spirit stones, no two prices!"
Xiuxiu quoted.
Jiang Li was startled for a moment, mistakenly thinking that he heard wrongly. He quickly turned his head and said, "Xiuxiu, you just said...how much is it? Two hundred thousand?"
He could clearly feel that although this Miao sword had a slender blade, restrained edge, and was perfect in all aspects, in terms of grade alone, it should only be a medium-sized Huang grade. The price on the market is sky-breaking.
It’s only 50,000 spirit stones, but when this little girl opens her mouth, it’s 200,000!
You know, a lower Xuan-level war sword costs only about 200,000 yuan.
"Yes, two hundred thousand."
Xiuxiu continued to speak, without any room for maneuver.
"Wow... such a broken knife... you sell it for 200,000, why don't you just go and grab it?"
Liu Xiaofei spoke unhappily. Although he was a layman, he still had some understanding of knives. He knew that the highest price of a yellow-level sword ranged from 30,000 to 100,000 spirit stones.
"If you like it, buy it or not."
Xiu Xiu rolled her eyes at Liu Xiaofei and was ready to turn around and leave.
[Author's digression]: I would like to express my special thanks to the ten book friends who have contributed the most to this book: Zu'an Little Demon, Hill Bit, td185681039, Thoughtful Buddha, Delicate Yanhuang, Careful Encirclement, Young Viaduct, Haohao
Old chapters of, Rich Flower Party and Deciding to Fall in Love with You After Being Drunk_20.
Finally, I would also like to thank everyone else who has read this book.