Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

A sword that started with 5,000 spirit stones will be sold for 100,000 spirit stones.

This kind of behavior is not a fool, who can do it?

"It's interesting." The eldest disciple of Fenglin Sword Sect, the eldest Sun Su, who was sitting in the front row, looked at Han Muye and whispered softly.

The people beside him had strange expressions on their faces.

The pale-faced Cao E had a flash of excitement in her eyes, but she still shook her head.

"Second miss, I, the swords I made, can't possibly be worth this price..." Behind Cao E, a thin young man clenched his fists and spoke in a low voice.

"I, I regard the Xingyao Stone as the Bright Moon Stone, this sword, I..."

The young man bowed his head, blaming himself.

The five thousand spirit stones of this sword were sold, and the Cao family lost half of it.

"Cao Teng, Senior Brother Han is a prodigy, maybe he can really see that the swords you have refined are extraordinary." Cao E turned her head and said softly.

Among the younger generations of the Cao family, this Cao Teng is the most spiritual and persevering.

Even if this sword is lost, it can't dispel his ambition.

"Well, this sword of mine has been tempered for a long time." There was not much confidence in Cao Teng's words.

He looked at the high platform, still looking forward to it.

Maybe there is a miracle?

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, this guy really dares to shout." Master Sun Tu, who was sitting in the distance, shook his head and muttered.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones are not many. If Senior Brother Han really wants to take action, just take it." Bai Suzhen on the side said lightly.

Shopkeeper He nodded and said, "Yes."

Shi Suntu looked up at the two of them, opened his mouth, but did not speak.

"Since Brother Han said it is worth 100,000 spirit stones, this sword is definitely worth 100,000 spirit stones." Suddenly, Lin Shen, who was sitting at the back, said.

"Brother Han has never missed a sword."

Bai Suzhen and Shisun Tu turned their heads and saw the gleam in Lin Shen's eyes, without any hesitation.

Sheng Ke, who was standing beside him, frowned and looked up at Han Muye on the stage.

At this time, Han Muye, who was holding a long sword, had been standing there for a while.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, who are you selling to?" Finally, someone sneered.

"These five thousand spirit stones bought swords, even if the Xingyao stone is worth tens of thousands, it is impossible to sell it for 100,000."

"I really want to be crazy about Lingshi."

There are not many fools in the practice world, but there are many lunatics.

Those who practice crazy, those who want to make money, and those who are crazy because of love, go to more.

"Boy, I want this sword 100,000 spirit stones."

At this moment, an old voice came from an attic.

There was silence in the originally noisy lobby.

Someone really bid 100,000 spirit stones?

This is also a lunatic?

Below, Master Sun Tu frowned, and then whispered: "Tao Ran? Huo Lunatic? What is this guy trying to mix?"

"No, this kid is from the Nine Profound Sword Sect, is this fellow Tao Ran here to save him?"

"Is it really protecting the shortcoming, or do you value this kid's ability?"

His voice was low, and Bai Suzhen, who was sitting next to him, couldn't hear him at all.

Bai Suzhen raised her eyes to look at the attic, then shook her head and said, "It's not unreasonable that this ancestor has no relationship."

"Saving the scene at this time is better to say that it is to demolish the platform."

Sure enough, after Tao Ran's ancestor made the bid, the audience was silent for a while, and then no one spoke.

Obviously, you guys play by yourself.

On the stage, Han Muye, who was holding the sword, sighed softly.

Old Ancestor is a kind-hearted person.

That is, eyesight is really bad.

But for a moment, Tao Ran, who was pacing, came to the stage and looked at Han Muye with a grin.

At this time, Patriarch Tao Ran wore a black robe and a hood, covering most of his face.

In this auction, not many people can recognize his identity.

"Boy, give me the sword." Ancestor Tao Ran stretched out his hand.

He said that if one hundred thousand spirit stones received this sword, they would naturally not default on their debts.

Han Muye nodded, raised his sword, but did not let go.

"Senior, can you see why I want 100,000 spirit stones for this sword?"

Ancestor Tao Ran's expression froze.

Old Ancestor, I'm just here to help you out, save the field, are you still excited?

Ancestor Tao Ran shook his head.

"This sword uses Qingfeng Gold Steel as the sword embryo, and it incorporates not only three or two or five coins of Xingyao Stone, but also three coins of Xingyuan Iron." Han Muye held the sword and spoke softly.

"Xingyuan Iron? It seems to be the spiritual material for refining hidden weapons. What's the use of incorporating it into the sword?" Tao Ran's ancestor frowned.

Xingyuan iron is not expensive, but it is added when refining hidden weapons, which can eliminate the light and make hidden weapons more concealed.

In the practice world, there are too many body protection techniques and hidden weapons, which are rarely used.

"In the way of refining, there is a method, 100,000 times of smashing, to make Xingyuan Iron and Xingyao Stone merge."

"The hidden weapon refined in this way can become a starry sky."

"And the star shining stone is shining, the star source iron is dark, and the two are fused. They can attract and repel each other. When combined, they become swords, and when they are scattered, they become stars."

"Using the sword energy to pull the display, the stars will shine within ten feet, and the situation will be hard to escape."

Han Muye handed the long sword to Ancestor Tao Ran, and said indifferently, "Senior, do you think such a long sword that can transform 3,000 star buckets is worth 100,000 spirit stones?"

Three thousand stars, with a radius of ten feet, the situation is unavoidable.

Is there such a thing in the world?

Ancestor Tao Ran had a look of confusion on his face.

Under the stage, everyone had the same expression.

"The sky is full of stars? It's the Wanhua Flying Spirit Swordsmanship of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, right? This kid can really talk..."

Master Sun Tu's eyes lit up and he whispered softly.

"Is there really such a sword? Can you fight the situation? It's really worth 100,000 spirit stones." Bai Suzhen nodded and whispered.

One hundred thousand spirit stones, that is, can buy a good half spirit weapon.

If this sword can fight the situation, of course it is worth 100,000.

In the attic, the young man beside Cao E was dazed.

Not only him, but everyone in the Cao family was sluggish.

Does their Cao family have such an inheritance?

Ancestor Tao Ran stretched out his hand and held the sword that Han Muye handed over.

He looked into the sword energy with divine sense, frowned and said, "Boy, the three thousand stars you said—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Han Muye chuckled lightly and said, "For the abilities of the predecessors, three thousand Star Dou or 10,000 Star Dou, isn't it you who has the final say?"

Tao Ran was shocked.

"However, if this sword has 10,000 stars floating in the air, it cannot be sold for 100,000 spirit stones."

"At least double it."

Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"Smash the blade of this sword and turn it into 10,000 star buckets? This is a delicate job." Ancestor Tao Ran laughed, took the sword, turned and walked off the stage.

Han Muye followed and walked down, only a few steps away, and suddenly turned to look at the shopkeeper of Yuntao Xiange, who was auctioning off.

"What I said just now is true, right?"

The shopkeeper of Yuntai Xiange nodded and said: "Such sword breaking methods are among the swordsmanship inherited from the Moon Shadow Sword Sect."

"Xingjiang Xingyao Stone, most of them were taken away by them."

Although Yuntai Xiange's shopkeeper is not high in cultivation, as the principal of Yuntai Daozong here and the host of this auction, he will never tell lies.

Until Han Muye walked back to his seat, the auction room had not recovered.

Some were whispering, some were dazed, and more turned to look at Han Muye's location.

"No wonder this person is walking with Miss Bai's family. This kind of magical means of turning rotten wood into gold is not a touch of stone?"

A sword with 5,000 spirit stones sold for 100,000 spirit stones.

How much is the difference in the middle?

And listen to what I just said, this sword, there is still room to increase the value?

"Senior Brother Han, can this long sword really turn into a starry sky?" Bai Suzhen asked curiously when Han Muye sat down.

"It's done, it just needs to be polished slowly by a strong person who has cultivated sword will." Han Muye said lightly.

The masters who have cultivated sword intent are slowly polished.

Bai Suzhen covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing.

A strong swordsman who has cultivated sword intent shot and polished it, which cost more than 100,000 spirit stones.

With Han Muye's interruption, and then the auction, the atmosphere in the venue was a bit strange.

Several swords from the Cao family, even if they were of poor quality, were sold for a good price.

This made the young people of the Cao family show joy on their faces.

Cao E sat there with a strange look on her face.

"Today, Japan Pavilion is fortunate to have two superb pills from Miss Bai family."

"Yun Qi Dan, the best grade, with a base price of 8,000 spirit stones."

"Rong Lingdan, the best grade, the reserve price, 15,000 Lingshi."

The shopkeeper on the stage just finished speaking, and countless bids have already started.

Han Muye felt that there was a dignified gaze staring at him above his head.

Beside her, Bai Suzhen bowed her body and said, "Senior Brother Han, I really can't do anything about it, the price from the shopkeeper Lu is quite high..."

"Eighty percent, eighty percent of the profits go to you, senior brother, how?"

The final price of these two pills reached 50,000 spirit stones.

Han Muye calculated that if it was 80%, two would earn nearly 40,000 Spirit Stones.

good.

Just being stared at by Tao Ran's ancestor, I felt a little uncomfortable.

"You can still make alchemy?" Beside him, Master Sun Tu looked at Han Muye, then raised his head to look at the attic position.

In an instant, Han Muye felt that his gaze disappeared.

"As a low-level sword cultivator, how can you not master this kind of alchemy?"

"I heard that Tao Ran, the ancestor of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, used the way of alchemy to supplement the way of swordsmanship when he first entered the school."

Han Muye spoke softly.

Unfortunately, there was no response from the top of his head.

Flattering on the horse's leg.

"Dan Dao supplements the Sword Dao?"

"Tao Ran, Patriarch?"

Master Sun Tu nodded.

Ahead, on the stage, there are treasures delivered.

"Qingling Bamboo Root, this substance can be used as the main medicine of many medicinal herbs."

"I believe this item doesn't need much introduction, the base price of three thousand spirit stones."

The shopkeeper of Yuntai Xiange put the bamboo root on the wooden platform, and then took a step back.

These treasures are not like sword medicine pills, their value is almost fixed.

In just a moment, the bamboo root was bid up to five thousand spirit stones.

At this point, no one bids again.

"How about sending this bamboo root to the ancestor of the Mu family?" Han Muye, who had not bid for a while, suddenly said.

Hearing his words, Bai Suzhen nodded, raised her hand and said, "I want this."

wanted.

There are no bids.

The cultivator who originally came out of the five thousand spirit stones turned his head, his face changed, and he was about to make a sound, but was pulled by the people around him.

"Brother, forget it, do you know what Miss Bai's famous saying is?"

"I don't know about Xijiang, the treasure I want to buy in Xijiang, I haven't won it yet."

The man opened his mouth~www.wuxiahere.com~ and finally sat down somewhat depressed.

Bai Suzhen waved her hand, and Sheng Ke, who was behind him, came to the stage and brought the Qingling bamboo root.

It's that simple.

Han Muye naturally accepted the bamboo root.

This is what Bai Suzhen said he would help him take down.

"Senior Brother Han, there are still a few good swords in the auction today. Will you help me in a while?"

Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded.

Sword selection, his forte.

"The item below is an ancient sword."

"It's from an ancient monk's cave."

Han Muye's eyes lit up at the words of the shopkeeper on the stage.

He likes this kind of thing, it doesn't matter if it is valuable or not, just look at the ancient times.