Chapter 12 No one knows how to make swords better than me
The two passed through the layers of Taihang Mountains and finally arrived at Yuntai Mountain.
Here, there is the largest "Yuntai Fang City" in the Taihang Mountains, which is a market for free transactions within the Mortal Dao and with outsiders.
Before officially entering Fang City, Jiang Lixun conjured two masks like magic and handed the dog-headed mask to Wei Dongliu.
"Do you still have to wear a mask to enter Wutaishanfang City?" Wei Dongliu took the mask and asked hesitantly.
"That's not the case." Witch Jiang said cheerfully, "If you are not afraid of being hunted down after leaving Fangshi..."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Dongliu sighed and put the dog-head mask on his head.
Jiang Lizhen also put on the cat mask and took him into Fangshi.
As soon as he stepped into Fangshi, Wei Dongliu's eyes became surprised.
What a scene of demons dancing wildly!
I saw that almost everyone in the city wore dark robes. Those with black robes wore black robes, and those without black robes wore gray robes or brown robes. They also wore various masks on their faces.
They act like smugglers.
No wonder Ginger Witch suggested that I wear a mask. If I go in with my full face, I'm guaranteed to be the focus of everyone's attention.
Although in fact this face is also wearing an invisible mask of mirror flowers and water moon...
"What are you going to buy?" Jiang Lizhen turned around and asked.
With a crisp and charming voice, paired with a cute cat-head mask, there is no hint of any witch-like temperament at all.
"Buy some flying swords and magic weapons first." Wei Dongliu replied.
Nowadays, most of the material reserves in the sect are purchased by Luo Yan from Penglai Yuqing Temple.
However, as an upright sect, Yuqingguan, whether it is a flying sword or a magic weapon, is upright and awe-inspiring, there will not be any poisonous magic weapon contaminated with evil energy.
Wei Dongliu's talent is "Chaos Demonic Body". When using demonic energy to drive Taoist magic, flying swords and magic weapons, his unique physique will have bonuses, so the corresponding magic weapons must naturally be replaced with "demon energy models".
"If you want a magic weapon, you have to go to Old Ghost Yan." Jiang Lixuan put his chin on his fingers and said thoughtfully.
"Old smoker?" Wei Dongliu asked in confusion.
"Well, he's a senior who uses a smoke magic weapon to cover his figure. You'll know it when you see him." Jiang Lizhen led him around and around, and finally found a stall in the corner of Fangshi.
I saw that the stall was just a long table with various flying swords and magic weapons placed on it. Its luster was mainly black and purple, with gray and brown as well, and it was obviously full of yin and ghostly aura.
A magical weapon of sinister nature.
Standing behind the long table was a huge cloud of smoke so thick that it was impossible to see who was inside.
"Old smoker." Witch Jiang greeted him and said casually, "I came out to set up a stall again today. Where was your mother-in-law last time?"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie." The smoke made a hoarse and harsh laugh, as if it was being rubbed on sandpaper. "That woman has been killed by me. Little witch, if you want to take her place, you still have a chance."
oh."
"Who would be interested in an old man like you!" Jiang Lizhen sneered and said contemptuously, "Isn't that woman very well-behaved? Why didn't you last a month?"
"When she cooked wontons for me in the morning, she put coriander in it for me without even asking!" Yan Yan said nonchalantly, "How could I, an old man, eat such a smelly thing?"
"So I can only kill her with one palm, and then put her head in the cave, so that the next woman I find will know to ask me what I mean when cooking... What, you
Is this person next to you the one you just found?"
"Don't talk nonsense, or you may be caught and tongue-twisted by us demons!" Jiang Lizhen picked up a magic weapon, looked at it carefully for a moment, then turned back to Wei Dongliu and said, "This old ghost Yan is the best weapon refiner in the Taihang Mountains.
First, the products sold are all high-end products, but they are a bit expensive."
"Of course, the only thing I can offer, old man, is the skill of casting this weapon." Old Ghost Yan said quite proudly, "I will charge you 10% more spiritual stones according to the market price. I am an honest man and refuse to bargain."
Wei Dongliu picked up a flying sword on the table, looked at it over and over for a while, and asked:
"Oni Tengmu's ninth-level flying sword? It's polished very finely, but why was it added with scavenging water?"
"How can you purify the yin inside without adding rotting water?" Old Ghost Yan sneered disdainfully, "The smell of corpses permeates it and lingers for a long time. Can you bear it?"
"So why do you use the flesh and blood of a child to nourish the ghost vines?" Wei Dongliu shook his head, "Mortal flesh and blood, although full of turbidity, must be extremely mixed."
"Even if you deliberately took a young boy, no matter how little grains and grains you get, it won't be very pure."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Old Ghost Yan immediately roared angrily, "What's the point of not using the flesh and blood of a boy? The flesh and blood of a baby is not strong enough to make a sword, and using more babies will make it even more complicated..."
"Why bother clinging to mortal flesh and blood?" Wei Dongliu sighed and said, "Your Excellency, you have never heard of the Jiuyou Yin Soul Stone?"
"Jiuyou..." Old Ghost Yan just said two words, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.
Who doesn’t know that the Jiuyou Yin Soul Stone is more suitable for making swords than mortal flesh? But this thing only grows in mass graves with heavy Yin Qi, or deep underground in ancient battlefields. Where is it so easy to find?
"Hmph, you actually know about the Jiuyou Yin Soul Stone. I underestimated you." A lot of thoughts went through Old Ghost Yan's mind, and he finally said, "I understand, you want to say that you are also knowledgeable and asked me not to use it on the table.
Are these inferior products fooling you?"
Jiang Lixun:???
For a moment, the expression on her face under the mask was extremely exciting. The words that praised Old Smoker were still in her ears, but now it seemed as if they were slapping her hard.
Wei Dongliu was noncommittal. After hearing the prompt that the synchronization value had increased, he just continued:
"After the destruction of Chanjie, the ancient art of forging weapons was also lost. No matter how good the ninth-level magic weapon Flying Sword is, how good can it be? If you can't come up with a tenth-level magic weapon, we won't waste time here.
"
"What a young man, you really dare to say that!" Old Ghost Yan laughed loudly, and suddenly waved his arm made of smoke, brushing away everything on the table, "What do you want? A magic weapon, or a flying sword?"
"First come a tenth-level fairy sword." Wei Dongliu said in a deep voice.
A fairy sword suddenly flew out of the smoke and landed on the table with a thud.
"The Sword of Ten Thousand Ghosts and Evil Spirits." Old Ghost Yan said gloomily, "This sword is made of ghost iron, and has been washed with the water of the underworld for seventy-seven forty-nine days. It has the power to seize the spirit, seize the soul, and control the mind.
, can it meet your requirements?"
"Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Essence Sword?" Jiang Lizhen suddenly reminded, "Isn't it the eleventh-level sword that Yin Gui Dao has been looking for for many years?"
"That's the one." Old Ghost Yan snorted coldly, "If I wasn't afraid that if I used this sword outside, those mad dogs from the Yingui Dao would come to my door, why would I sell it here?"
"Fellow Daoist Wei." Witch Jiang sneered several times and said quietly, "The characteristics of this sword are too obvious. Every time the sword is drawn, hundreds of ghosts will cry. It cannot be hidden at all."
"If you buy this sword, unless you keep it in the box and don't use it, sooner or later it will reach the ears of the underworld..."