"Which material does Sect Master Wen want, heavy sword, short sword or..."

Usually, no matter who he sells weapons, he always asks what price he wants, because the price indirectly corresponds to the second and first class weapons. But for Wen Ping, he didn't ask that, because asking money is a pointless thing. Is the Immortal Sect of Nuo Da short of money?

Enrollment is the entry fee for the daughter, what do you want instead of buying?

Wen Ping looked at those iron swords that were indistinguishable from tree branches, turned his head, and said, "Give me a sword that I keep folding, no matter how serious it is."

Hearing these words, the boss stood up. He wanted to take the best sword in the shop from the wall and show it to Wen Ping, but now his hand stopped in midair.

"Um, Sect Master Wen, this..."

Constantly folded sword.

It was the first time he heard such a request to buy a sword.

Wen Ping saw that the other party didn't know what to say, so he continued: "Well, you take out the best sword in your shop. If it doesn't break, I will take it; if it breaks, I will give you the same money."

The shop owner nodded and responded: "Sect Master Wen, please wait a moment."

After all, the shop owner opened the curtain and walked into the back room. After only listening to a while, the shop owner walked out with a sword in both hands. The scabbard is dark, and a gold snake is embedded with gold foil on it. The head of the snake is at the entrance of the scabbard, and the tail is at the end of the scabbard. When the head of the snake has a big mouth, it gives a feeling that the sword is pulled out of the snake's belly.

Holding this sword, the shop owner walked steadily, and when he slowly handed it to Wen Ping, he said, "Sect Master Wen, this sword is made of black fine iron. I bought it by chance when I went to the outer city. ..."

In the middle of the conversation, Wen Ping interrupted him by raising his hand.

Draw the sword, holding the blade with two fingers.

With a twist, the sword broke in two with a bang.

"This!"

The shop owner was taken aback, with an awkward expression on his face.

This sword is more than enough for the 13th-fold cultivator, but in the case of Sect Master Wen, it turned out to be like a dead wood.

Seeing that the shop owner had no more information, Wen Ping immediately took out a hundred gold ticket from his arms, handed it over, and then asked: "This is sword money...Is there anything better?"

The shop owner shook his head and said with a smile: "Nothing. Let's not hide from Sect Master Wen, this sword made of black fine iron is already the highest grade in Cangwu City. You have broken it all, and this street shouldn't be able to get you. The sword. If you really want a good sword, you can either get a reservation from a business, and they can go to the outer city to buy it, or you can only go there."

"Then I will go around."

After all, Wen Ping walked directly out of the weapon shop.

Sure enough, as the shop owner said, there really is no sword in this street that meets his standards.

He thought it over, and if it didn't work, he went to Huangli City to buy it. Anyway, there is a flying boat, and he can go back and forth a day.

When he was about to leave the street, a man attracted his attention.

No, to be precise, it was the scabbard of a sword that attracted him.

The reddish-brown scabbard has no extra decorations on it, but Wen Ping can feel that it is made of Tiancai Dibao, because it has the unique aura of Tiancai Dibao. Even if this treasure is not so treasured, but if a sword is used to create a scabbard, it is enough to prove that the sword in it is necessarily extraordinary.

The sword was hugged by a woman in ragged clothes. Wen Ping glanced over and recognized her. It was the woman who had seen her at noon today.

"Is it wrong?" A person who can have such a good sword shouldn't be so downhearted to be bullied by a dude like Jin Mu?

The scabbard, conservatively estimated to be 3000 gold.

The clothes of the female companion of gold and wood was just a gold coin.

Wen Ping released his perception curiously. After taking a closer look, he stopped thinking about it, because the woman did not have a realm of cultivation, and her meridians were all broken, presumably she had also experienced life and death.

After sensing all this, Wen Ping did not hesitate, and immediately stepped forward and asked: "Is this sword sold?"

"Sell!"

The woman nodded in surprise.

She originally thought it would be difficult to sell this sword. After all, the value is too precious, and East Lake is not big and prosperous, but if it is not sold, she has no money to go to the next place. Unexpectedly, when I first came to a place specializing in selling weapons, I met a nobleman and asked directly.

After the morning's affairs, she knew that this was the sovereign of a sect.

The woman hurriedly handed the sword to Wen Ping, "Senior, just give it a little bit."

Wen Ping did not respond, took the sword and pulled out a section, then pinched it with his fingers, showing a satisfied smile.

Constantly discounting!

Not as fragile as tofu.

It is a good sword, and it should be of similar quality to the Prodigal Sword.

Wen Ping said, "I want this sword, how much do you sell?"

"Senior, do you really want it?" The woman was overjoyed, showing an expression that could not be believed.

"of course."

"Then..." The woman raised a finger.

Before finishing talking, Wen Ping nodded immediately, "Okay, only ten thousand gold coins."

The woman shook her head quickly and explained, "Senior, you have misunderstood. I said a thousand gold coins. Give this sword a thousand gold coins and you belong to you."

1000 gold?

The scabbard is more expensive, right?

Wen Ping smiled helplessly, it turned out to be a penny to death.

Such a good sword was auctioned by a firm, with a conservative estimate of 10,000 gold, and now it is forced to sell for a thousand gold coins.

He wanted to take advantage of this.

But this woman is really pitiful.

"By the way, I seem to see who you are looking for. Does it have specific characteristics?"

"Senior is interested, I am indeed looking for one of my relatives. But I only know that he is so tall and doesn't like talking. He is about eighteen this year." When she said this, the woman made a few gestures, and then she suddenly fell down. Go down.

"You may never find it if you look for it, do you know what his name is?"

"The name... I don't remember. But I will find it... I just look for it in the street and I will find it."

"Maybe."

Wen Ping nodded.

He could see that the woman was very persistent.

Wen Ping can conclude that she must have found her not her son, otherwise how could she know such a feature?

I just don't know why I don't want to say the name of the person she is looking for, maybe I can't say it.

Facing such a thing~www.mtlnovel.com~ Wen Ping didn't think much about it.

The world is so big, and there are so many sad things, and there are countless people who are miserable. After experiencing the baptism of the thousand-level, there is no fluctuation in his heart.

After handing over the ten thousand gold, Wen Ping put the sword into the hidden ring, "This is ten thousand gold, and the extra money is regarded as the travel expenses for you to find your relatives. From now on the sword will be mine."

"Thank you senior."

When the woman got excited, she knelt down again.

Wen Ping supported her, smiled helplessly, and immediately glanced at the people staring at the million gold.

It's a kind of warning to them.

Otherwise, with the strength of a woman, it would be a bad idea to meet a malicious bad guy.

After leaving Baibing Street, Wen Ping did not continue to stay in Cangwu City, but went straight back to Yunlan Mountain and plunged into the fierce beast trial ground to continue his practice.

Good sword, you have to try the effect first.