In a room, Pang She was so angry that she paced back and forth, and suddenly shouted to Lin Qiu who was kneeling beside him: Who is Lin Qiu's identity as Zhan Chen? He has news about the Holy Maiden Order, why didn't you tell me in advance?
Lin Qiu felt aggrieved. When he left, Pang Xie repeatedly warned him not to mention the embarrassing incident of kneeling to Zhan Chen to his brother, so he naturally hid some things from Pang She. Unexpectedly, today
This grandpa made a fool of himself.
He couldn't offend both sides, so he chose to stay silent and pretend to be ignorant.
The two were in a stalemate like this for a while, but then they heard Pang She call: Okay, get up.
Lin Qiu then dared to stand up, then approached him and asked: "Man Pangda, then Zhan Chen, let's let him go like this."
It's not that simple to let him go, but his Saint Order has been seen by too many people. If something happens to him here again, there's no chance that the Saint Saint will really be angry with us because of this little shrimp.
So what should we do
Lin Qiu, we actually don’t have to wait too long. As long as it’s his turn to do his duty next time, I’ll have a way to send him to the West. Aren’t there frequent accidents in our mines?
You mean to create an accident?
good
The villain is dull, but the giant is clever. Lin Qiu found an opportunity and took the opportunity to flatter him again.
Pang Snake smiled evilly: Humph, the mountains are high here and the emperor is far away. As long as we do it perfectly, no one can find out.
Just as these two villains were discussing how to harm Zhan Chen, Zhan Chen was also thinking about how to deal with them. He vaguely felt that Pang Snake would not let him go so easily. He had other tricks, but the enemy was hidden and we were clear.
, he has no good solution for the time being.
After thinking about it, he somehow took out the Tiger Roaring Sword again, gently touched the gap that was cut, and after a long while he sighed quietly: Old brother, it seems that we can no longer fight side by side.
Immediately he put away the sword and said to himself: Now I want to improve my self-protection ability. The fastest way is to find a new sharp weapon. It seems that I have to go to Chihong City to see if there is any.
What good sword can take the place of Tiger Roar?
Thinking of this, Zhan Chen immediately set off, quietly left the village and headed towards Chihong City, arriving at the city gates not long after.
Chihong City is considered a small city within the Kingdom of Moruo, with a population of only a few million. However, the weapon refining here is famous in the entire country. In terms of low-level weapon forging, even Moruo City cannot compare.
superior.
The abundant low-grade and cheap weapon-making materials from the mountains provide rich resources for the forgers. Many famous sword-forging masters from Moruo Kingdom have experienced here.
As soon as Zhan Chen entered the city, he grabbed a man and asked, "Brother, where is the best sword-making pavilion here?"
The best sword-making pavilion
That must be Yunfeng Pavilion. I heard that the swordsmith there is a master who can forge seventh-grade king's weapons.
The seventh-grade sword weapon Zhan Chen's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence. He couldn't help but recall Li Ao Yunlai. He was able to forge an eighth-grade sword weapon with his martial arts skills. Now it seems that he is really a genius.
How about it, haven't you heard of it? Ordinary Sword Forging Pavilion can only forge fifth-grade swords at most. If you want to buy a famous sword, you have to come to our Chihong City. The man thought Zhan Chen was shocked and said proudly.
Zhan Chen finally woke up and asked with a smile: So how should we get to Yunfeng Pavilion?
As long as you walk along this avenue towards the center of the city, you will see that it is the tallest building in the city besides the City Lord's Mansion.
Thanks.
Next, Zhan Chen followed what the man said and went to the square in the center of the city. After a closer look, he saw a building on one side that stood out. It was more than ten stories high and occupied a larger area than the others.
The shop will be several times bigger.
So he hurriedly walked to the bottom of the building, looked up, and sure enough he saw a big gold plaque hanging on the lintel of the first floor, with three black characters Yunfeng Pavilion written on it. He was secretly delighted: This facade is really impressive.
He no longer hesitated and walked into it. People were coming and going in the hall on the first floor. The weapons racks were filled with all kinds of weapons that shone with a faint light. At first glance, the craftsmanship was extraordinary.
Zhan Chen was watching, but he heard a sweet laughter coming from behind him: This senior is here to buy a sword.
Looking back, he saw a female guest with bright eyes and sharp teeth appearing behind him. She had the cultivation level of a martial artist. She nodded and said: Yes, I am planning to choose a hand-held sword for this trip.
Senior, my name is Che Li. Come with me. The first two and three floors only sell weapons used by martial artists. Only the fourth and above floors sell swords worthy of your use.
Zhan Chen nodded and secretly praised: This Yunfeng Pavilion is really different. I have come to the right place.
So the two of them went up to the fourth floor one after the other. Compared with the bustling passenger flow in front, the number of people on the fourth floor was significantly reduced, only about one-tenth of the number on each floor in the first few floors.
Zhan Chen walked into it and looked at the swords on the shelf in detail. There were descriptions under each one, so he began to look carefully and choose carefully, but for a long time he could not choose one.
Che Li was a little anxious and couldn't help but ask: Senior, which of these swords are you satisfied with?
Is there a better sword? The swords here are too ordinary. They are only third-grade swords at most. I want to see a better sword.
Hearing what Zhan Chen said, a hint of joy flashed in the female guest's eyes. It seemed that she had met a big customer today. If she could really recommend him to buy a more expensive sword, her commission would be even higher.
Thinking of this, she showed what she thought was the most beautiful smile and said: "Senior, it's all my fault for being clumsy. Because of your status as a disciple of the Moluo Sect, you should be equipped with the best sword in our shop."
Yes, I want the best Zhan Chen said without hesitation.
Okay, senior, we only buy up to fourth-grade swords on the fourth and fifth floors. Only the best swords from our Yunfeng Pavilion are sold on the sixth floor. You come with me.
Zhan Chen followed her to the sixth floor. The swords here all reached the fifth grade. The cheapest price was 100 high-grade Yuan stones, and each one was carefully cast and polished, making it the best of the best.
However, Zhan Chen still shook his head secretly after walking around. This time he directly asked the female guest: I heard that your Yunfeng Pavilion can forge seventh-grade swords. Can you take me to have a look?
Senior, you are saying that you want a seventh grade sword weapon
Che Li was shocked for a moment. After being a welcome guest for so long, she didn't expect to meet such a wealthy guest today. In fact, weapons of grade six or above are usually directly entrusted by swordsmiths to be cast by customers.
At present, there are only a hundred venerable weapons of sixth grade and above in Yunfeng Pavilion, each of which is a treasure. There are only nine seventh-grade swords. The master of the pavilion once said that these swords are generally not for sale.
It was sold outside, but was shelved in a high cabinet and stored on the seventh floor of Yunfeng Pavilion.
A seventh-grade sword cannot be cast just by casting it. It requires a certain amount of chance and coincidence. Some famous swordsmiths even spend their entire lives and are unable to cast a few.
Seeing that Che Li was stunned, Zhan Chen had to remind him: Why, your store doesn't have it? I came here because of its reputation.
How could that be? She quickly laughed.
It's just that our store generally doesn't sell these seventh-grade swords. She said carefully.
Can you take me to see it?
That's fine.
So she led Zhan Chen to the seventh floor, which seemed unusually empty. In the huge floor, there were only hundreds of weapons sparsely displayed, each of which was carefully installed in the transparent glass window.
Zhan Chen saw the largest display window in the middle at a glance. The nine long swords hanging there looked particularly dazzling. Even the thick glazed windows could not block their sharpness.
His eyes were firmly attracted at once, and his heart was surging. Even Yin Meiru's beauty could not make him so obsessed and excited, so he quickly walked forward, threw himself on the display window, and pointed at the radiating gun among them.
The three-foot long sword with silver sword light said: That’s it, it’s what I want.
Che Li walked up to him, gave him a troubled look, and said: Senior, I'm sorry, this sword cannot be sold.
After hearing what she said, Zhan Chen also woke up, smiled awkwardly and said: I'm sorry, I just lost my temper. Can you let me meet your pavilion master?
You want to see the Lord of the Pavilion
good.
The master of Yunfeng Pavilion is Wu Yunfeng. He has the cultivation level of Emperor Wu and is a well-known figure in the entire Chihong City.
When Zhan Chen made this request, Che Li suddenly felt embarrassed. Normally she would not dare to look up to the pavilion master, let alone bring a strange customer to see him.
But she really doesn't want to give up the fat in her mouth. If the deal goes through, she will have to work harder for who knows how many years.
So she gritted her teeth and agreed for the first time, and said to Zhan Chen: Okay, just wait here, I'll contact my supervisor, maybe it can be done
Oh well.
Senior, please remember not to leave. Before Che Li left, she did not forget to tell her, and then she ran over three steps at a time.
Looking at her jumping back, Zhan Chen couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, and shook his head helplessly. But he quickly withdrew his attention and shifted it to the seventh-grade sword in the window.
Suddenly he saw a line of small words underneath the sword, which seemed to be introducing the sword, so he looked at it curiously.