Hearing the old man's words, Han Muye did not answer directly, but cupped his hands and chuckled: "Han Muye has met Senior Chuanhe."
The owner of Chuanhe Sword Shop, Xu Chuanhe.
This person can be regarded as an old rival of Zhao Yujing's business here.
In Jade Little Sword's memory, Zhao Yujing had a lot of resentment towards Xu Chuanhe.
Xu Chuanhe looked at Han Muye with some surprise, then nodded and said: "They say that Yujing shop has changed its shopkeeper. Let me take a look."
After saying that, a hint of curiosity appeared on his face: "I wonder how Zhao Yujing evaluates me?"
How could Zhao Yujing have a good opinion of this old rival?
Old fox, Xu Papi, damaged...
Zhao Yujing speculated that this Xu Chuanhe might also be a trial disciple of Jiange.
If it weren't for this reason, Zhao Yujing would have wanted to take action against Xu Chuanhe.
Han Muye recalled Zhao Yujing's angry words in Little Sword, and chose the least lethal one to say.
"Xu Chuanhe is good at blacksmithing, but the rest is just like that. Just don't let him fool you."
Xu Chuanhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
He pointed at Han Muye: "Don't deceive me. The original words in Zhao Yujing's mouth are a hundred times more vicious than this."
As expected, they are old rivals who have fallen in love and killed each other, and they really understand Zhao Yujing.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he did not answer.
Xu Chuanhe slowly put away his smile, turned to look at the sword on the wooden stand, and then looked at the paintings and calligraphy around him.
"There are a total of thirteen sword shops on Yinghuo Island. Not to mention those major forces, the only one I, Xu Chuanhe, can like is Zhao Yujing."
"Since you inherited his shop, how good are your skills at swordsmanship?"
Xu Chuanhe looked at Han Muye, with a deep halo in his eyes.
He is a master!
At this glance, the divine soul sword in Han Muye's divine treasure trembled slightly.
The one who can trigger the reaction of his Divine Soul Sword is at least in the Heaven Realm!
This Xuchuan River is hidden deep enough.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he cupped his hands and said, "Since you are here, you must be able to eat."
Neither humble nor arrogant, nor arrogant.
It seems that the matter of sword appraisal is really about eating.
Shao Tian, who was standing nearby, glanced at Han Muye inadvertently, feeling infinite emotions in his heart.
Are they all curled up like this nowadays?
A cultivator who can defeat himself with one sword and can wield a sword like an ant is so into the show?
Does such a person need to work in a small shop?
Xu Chuanhe looked at Han Muye, pointed to a long sword with a green scabbard on the wooden stand, and said calmly: "You were the one who made the comments and pricing of this Fengze Sword?"
Han Muye nodded.
"It is mixed with a trace of wind raw iron and refined using the forging method of breaking nine bamboos. It is only a semi-spiritual weapon. Why do you price it at 30,000 spirit stones?" Xu Chuanhe's expression was cold.
"Our sword shop business also has its own rules."
"If Zhao Yujing sets the price, it will definitely be 30% lower."
If the other party was not in the Heaven Realm, Han Muye would not want to explain too much.
But Xu Chuanhe obviously has another identity, and he doesn't really care about the sword shop business and the rules between the sword shops.
If you ask at this time, there must be profound meaning.
"This sword is made of Feng Yuan Iron of high quality. It is close to the Feng Yuan Iron Essence. After it was forged, a great monk carved a Qing Feng Spirit Pattern. I raised the price by 30%. I am looking for someone who is destined. Otherwise, I will double the price directly."
.”
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.
Xu Chuanhe frowned, turned around to hold the sword, slowly drew it out, and then carefully injected spiritual energy into it and explored it carefully.
Shao Tian looked at Xuchuanhe and then at Han Muye.
Can you tell the slightest change in the original iron in the sword so clearly?
Only the owner who has maintained the sword for a long time can sense the subtle characteristics of the sword, right?
"Yes, it is indeed just one step away from the Feng Yuan Teijing. If the technique of forging it was the Three Forging Techniques of Fuyuan, this sword would already be a spiritual weapon."
Putting the long sword back into its sheath, Xu Chuanhe turned his head and looked at Han Muye: "I have a sword here. I wonder if you could help me evaluate it?"
Sword review?
Shao Tian on the side had a sparkle in his eyes.
There are sword appraisal businesses all over Broken Star Island, but he has yet to have his sword appraised by anyone.
If it’s not a really good sword, why spend that spiritual stone?
Every spirit bead he earned was earned in exchange for his life.
"Senior, are you going to take the exam for juniors?" Han Muye stood there and spoke softly.
Xu Chuanhe raised his eyes to look at him.
Han Muye looked calm and looked at the wooden frames in front of him: "If the senior is taking the exam, please arrange a sword appraisal meeting."
"If you are challenged by your peers, please ask your seniors to submit a challenge."
Having said this, he paused and said calmly: "If the senior has a sword that cannot be judged and brings it for advice, I will be paid three times the reward, and the junior will do it for me."
Is it necessary to judge the sword just by talking empty words?
Seeing that you are a great monk in the heavenly realm, why are you kicking your nose in the face?
Han Muye knew the rules among sword shops.
After Han Muye finished speaking, a faint sword energy flashed across Xu Chuanhe's body.
This sword was filled with a hint of coldness. Shao Tian was inspired one by one, stepped forward, and stood in front of Han Muye.
Is this gesture timely enough?
Xu Chuanhe's aura converged very quickly, he coughed lightly, and then said with a smile: "Forget about the battle post or something, you are junior Zhao Yujing, you are also my junior, you are here to preside over the sword shop, I will help you fight no matter what.
reputation."
"In this case, I will convene a sword appraisal meeting in a few days, and you will come too."
After saying that, he shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the store.
When he reached the door, Xu Chuanhe turned back and looked at Han Muye: "Do you want to sell your calligraphy and painting?"
Han Muye smiled and said: "As long as the price is right, I will definitely sell it."
fair price?
What price is appropriate?
Han Muye has no final say in this matter.
Xu Chuanhe opened his mouth, looked at the calligraphy and paintings in the store, shook his head and said, "Pretend I didn't ask."
After saying that, he walked towards the main road.
Shao Tianyi was a little disappointed.
Many people on the roadside recognized Xu Chuanhe and shouted "Shopkeeper Xu" and "Shopkeeper Xu".
Jia Wu and several others also came out and looked at Han Muye who was standing in front of the Yujing Sword Shop, with a searching look in their eyes.
"Sword cultivator, as well as a foundation in Confucianism and Taoism, this junior is a bit interesting."
"I just don't know if Zhao Yujing told him that it is not easy to pass the test of my sword pavilion." Xu Chuanhe's expression turned solemn as he walked around the corner and whispered.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Uncle Master's sword pavilion has not been maintained for three hundred years. It is already worried about losing its level. I don't know who can inherit it..."
In front of the sword shop, Han Muye clasped his hands behind his back with a smile on his face.
When Xu Chuan Helin walked out of the door, he deliberately revealed a fiery and powerful sword intent.
Xuanyang Jue.
Or it’s a sword inheritance technique similar to Xuanyang Jue.
A sword pavilion disciple with a heavenly cultivation level would probably not be an ordinary trial disciple like Zhao Yujing, right?
Official disciple of Jiange?
Or, another identity?
But since this person is here and we have interacted with each other, just take your time and don't rush.
Han Muye bowed his hands to Jia Wu and others, turned around and walked into the shop.
He looked at the calligraphy and paintings around him, pondered for a moment, and then wrote a few more labels and pasted them on them.
When he walked upstairs, Shao Tianyi curiously walked over and took a look at the label, and then his eyes widened.
"hiss--"
"Is this a spiritual stone robbery..."
A scroll with only the word "sword" written on it was actually priced at 300,000 spirit stones.
That scroll with an incomprehensible painting was priced at three million.
on purpose?
Shao Tian raised his head and looked at the scrawled sword characters in front of him.
He had seen these calligraphy and paintings before and didn't think there was anything special about them.
But with a price tag of 300,000 spirit stones, there must be something, right?
My eyes searched the scroll for a long time, but found nothing.
He shook his head and was about to look away when he suddenly felt that every stroke on the words seemed to be sword marks.
As soon as this thought appeared, his mind seemed to explode.
Countless sword moves turned into a halo that cut heaven and earth, twisting his consciousness into pieces.
Every sword move is like the passing of stars.
Every sword light came directly in front of him, and he could not avoid every sword light.
At that moment, the sword light was like a dragon, seeming to cut his soul into thousands of pieces.
"Snapped--"
Shao Tianyi fell to the ground and almost hit the wooden frame behind him.
He felt that his back was already soaked.
My heartbeat was beating so hard that it seemed like it would jump out of my throat.
Clenching his fists, his pale face showed forced joy, and then burst into laughter.
Just now, that sword light was really mysterious!
He is the killer of Sui Ming Lou, who grew up by killing people since childhood.
He practiced swordsmanship to kill people, but he never knew what the real swordsmanship was.
At that glance just now, he saw what a sword was.
The murderous intention reaches the sky, and the sword spans the world.
Swords are killing weapons, but people are not.
Slowly raising his head, Shao Tianyi once again focused his gaze on the sword characters in front of him.
Countless sword intentions collided with his divine possession, but he smiled even more happily.
What is a sword?
There are people in the world who can cut through thousands of miles with a sword and cut off thousands of mountains and ridges with a wave of their hands. There are people who can cross rivers with swords that are difficult to cross. There are people who can fight millions of soldiers. There are people who can cut the long river of time and cut off the cause and effect of all generations with one sword.
But those are all too far away.
Shao Tianyi clearly remembered that when he was eight years old, when he entered the Death Building, a senior brother held the sword in his arms and refused to let go, even while eating and sleeping.
Shao Tianyi once asked what he was holding in his hand.
The senior brother said: "This is my life..."
When Shao Tian was thirteen years old, he stabbed his senior brother in the chest with his sword.
took his life.
That sword was thrown into the endless sea.
"It turns out that the sword is really my life..."
Looking up, Shao Tianyi burst into tears.
The vigorous sword energy flowing in his body resonated with the swords on the wooden stand.
…
It takes more than a hundred miles to walk from the market to the water village where Zeng Daniu's family lives.
Zeng Daniu, carrying bedding, food and gadgets, walked as fast as flying.
When he was ten miles out of the city, he met an ox cart on the way and asked him where he was going.
He was also more thoughtful, saying that he was a clerk in a shop in the city, and now he was ordered by the shopkeeper to go to the village on the endless sea to pick up something.
He also revealed the key to the store door that Han Muye gave him.
This key has spiritual patterns on it, which is indeed something from the spiritual world.
The driver of the cattle cart looked back and saw his master nodding, so he invited Zeng Daniu to come with him and help him carry a piece of it.
Zeng Daniu wanted to refuse, but thinking that the road was not close, he thanked him and climbed into the car.
The owner of the car was an old man wearing a robe, and he had a child about ten years old with him.
The old man smiled and asked Zeng Daniu something.
Zeng Daniu dealt with it carefully and didn't say anything he felt he couldn't say.
But when he got off the bus and saw the bus leaving, he scratched his head in annoyance.
It seems that he said everything?
"A swordsman practicing Confucianism? Interesting." On the carriage, the old man chuckled and turned to look at the child beside him.
"Sir, didn't you say that there are very few Confucianism and Taoism on Broken Star Island?" the child asked loudly with a clear voice.
"Haha, that's why I'm curious too." The old man stroked his beard and said softly.
"Our Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous in the Jinnan Star Region, and the Great Dao is so prosperous that it can compete with the world of Immortal Origin. However, it is too far away from here and cannot spread the inheritance."
"This is a good way to practice swordsmanship and Confucianism."
"If it can really be achieved, the Confucianism and Taoism inheritance of our Jinnan Star Region will definitely be able to spread across all realms."
The old man whispered, and the children nodded in understanding.
The driver driving in front showed enthusiasm on his face, swung his bullwhip, and the bullock cart rushed away.
Zeng Daniu checked the direction beside the avenue, excitedly picked up the new bedding and other large and small objects and ran away.
After running for seven or eight miles in one breath, he took a breath when he saw the shadow of the inlet in front of him and the smoke from the water village.
The face is full of smiles.
After sitting for a while, he quietly reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes.
The hard spirit bead is still there.
Lingzhu!
With this spiritual bead, their whole family will be able to eat and drink without worries in this life.
Go back and give the spirit pearl to your mother-in-law, and ask your mother-in-law to find a bigger village and move the whole family there.
The two children must be raised well. Even if they cannot become practitioners, they must be literate and be able to become servants of practitioners.
It would be better if, when you grow up, you can take over your duties and work as a servant for the shopkeeper when you are old.
Zeng Daniu knew that the shopkeeper was a great immortal and a practitioner with a long lifespan. He, his children, and his children's children might all help the shopkeeper as servants.
As long as the shopkeeper is willing to accept it.
Thinking of this, Zeng Daniu stood up impatiently.
He picked up the quilt and ran outside the water village.
It's just that none of the children scattered outside the water village on weekdays were seen.
This is a bit strange.
When walking towards Shuizhai, I saw no one on the road.
He was a little panicked.
I quickly ran to the water village and finally saw someone in front of the low wooden house ahead.
There is still some noise ahead.
"big cow!"
Someone exclaimed.
People in front of me turned around and shouted: "Daniu!"
"Daniu is back!"
Zeng Daniu grinned and tightened the quilt on his back.
"Daniu, your father-in-law wants to take your wife back, please go and have a look!"
Someone shouted.
Bringing your wife back?
Zeng Daniu didn't quite understand it at first. After taking a few steps, he was suddenly stunned.
His expression changed and he ran forward quickly.
When people in front saw him coming, they all moved out of the way.
When he arrived outside his low wooden house, Zeng Daniu could already hear his two children crying there.
"Dad, if you want to take me away, please let me take the stone and clear water with you."
"Take them with you? Sister, how can you get married with these two idiots?"
There was a conversation in the cabin.
Zeng Daniu rushed into the wooden house and saw his elderly parents sitting by the stove, sighing.
The two children pulled on the mother-in-law's clothes and cried loudly.
The mother-in-law sitting on the edge of the bed hugged the two children with one hand and wiped her tears with the other.
My father-in-law and brother-in-law were sitting next to the small broken table at home, and the other was standing next to my mother-in-law, reaching out to push the two children.
When Zeng Daniu came back, everyone in the room was stunned.
Zeng Daniu stepped forward, threw the quilt and those items on the bed, grabbed the stunned brother-in-law by the collar, and started to use his big mouth.
"Snapped--"
"Snapped--"
After slapping his mouth, he kicked his brother-in-law to the ground, then clenched his fists and stared.
"Do you think I'm dead?"
During these days in the Yujingjian shop, Zeng Daniu had eaten well and drank well, and he had gained a lot of strength.
In addition, following Shao Tianyi's practice, although he failed, he seemed to be much stronger.
The two men who came forward had already beaten the brother-in-law's mouth, and then kicked him again, almost killing him.
Now Zeng Daniu clenched his fists and growled, while his brother-in-law looked in pain and wailed, "You, aren't you just, are you dead?"
Hearing his words, Zeng Daniu became angry and stepped forward and punched his brother-in-law on the shoulder, causing him to roll over.
Zeng Daniu punched him two more times, and his brother-in-law held his head and screamed miserably on the ground.
"Um, you, don't-" The father-in-law who was sitting at the table came forward to pull him, but Zeng Daniu swung his arm and threw him to the ground.
Zeng Daniu raised his fist, and his mother-in-law exclaimed from behind: "Daniu, that's my father——"
When Zeng Daniu heard this, he punched the wooden table next to him.
"Bang——"
The wooden table fell apart.
This punch made his anger subside a little.
"Hey, you can't take it out on this guy if you're angry..." The big cow daddy beside the stove muttered shakily.
Outside the house, the neighbors in the surrounding water village dispersed hurriedly and stood where they were talking in low voices.
Just now, Zeng Daniu came in too hastily, and everyone didn't pay attention to it. Now they started talking, and they realized the difference.
Zeng Daniu’s strength became so great.
The clothes Zeng Daniu wore were of excellent quality.
When Zeng Daniu came back, he was carrying a new quilt on his back.
…
In the house, Zeng Daniu sat on a wooden stool with half of his leg broken, glaring fiercely at his father-in-law and brother-in-law who were unable to get up from the ground.
"Tell me clearly what happened today."
"Unless you explain clearly, you won't be able to leave this door today."
He had been in the sword shop for half a month, and his aura no longer resembled that of a fisherman.
As he sat there, his brother-in-law and father-in-law trembled all over when he said something fiercely.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I, I am also doing it for my sister..." The brother-in-law, whose face was swollen on both sides, said in fear.
"Bah, now you know you have my brother-in-law?" Zeng Daniu shouted: "Didn't you just say that I was dead?"
The brother-in-law shrank back and whispered: "Yes, it's a letter from Cao Erwa in your village..."
The thing is very simple. Someone saw Zeng Daniu's encounter with the practitioner that day.
After Zeng Daniu left, there was a rumor in the village that he would be sacrificed to blood.
The old couple of the Zeng family just wiped away tears. Zeng Daniu's wife was able to take charge of matters, but the whole family had left her with no time to deal with the rumors.
The rumors in the village became more and more true, and then everyone said that Zeng Daniu was dead.
Cao Erwa had some evil thoughts about Mrs. Zeng Daniu, so she went to the village next door to Zeng Daniu's father-in-law to report the news.
Unexpectedly, this matter spread in the village next door. The youngest son of the Yutou family in that village came to propose marriage. He said that he did not mind that Mrs. Cao Daniu was a widow, and he also offered to take a thousand jade shells as a betrothal gift.
One thousand jade shells was enough for Zeng Daniu's brother-in-law to get married.
"You're going to sell your sister just for a thousand jade shells?" Zeng Daniu clenched his fists again.
If he hadn't come back in time, his family would have been torn apart!
