Back at Jinyu Pavilion, Zhang Moyang was still waiting there. For ordinary people, a few hours may be a long time, but for these practitioners, four hours is just a few weeks of practice.
"Oh, everything is done?" Zhang Moyang asked while drinking tea.
"Well, after we help Song Xin pick up the goods, we will go have a meal." Zhang Xiuyang said.
Zhang Moyang said: "You only think about eating. If you are so concerned about practicing, master will not always blame you."
"Hey, senior brother, what you said is wrong. You are not an expert in eating. Otherwise, how could you know all kinds of delicacies by heart?"
Zhang Moyang shook his head and rolled his eyes at him, "You are the only one who has more sense."
Less than half an hour later, the old man who refined the weapon came in. Seeing that Song Xin had returned, he said, "Master Song, your spiritual weapon has been refined. Please follow me."
Just as he was about to stand up, Zhang Xiuyang pulled Song Xin and said, "The rules here are to prepare twenty jade coins and give them to him later. Remember to keep a hundred or ten jade coins with you for rewards." use."
Song Xin nodded. It turns out that when you receive service here, you have to give a tip...
Follow the old man to a room, which is where the Jinyu Pavilion's spiritual weapons are delivered, which can isolate spiritual detection. In this way, if there is a trade in powerful spiritual weapons, others will not know about it, and you can avoid being robbed when you leave the city.
"This is your spiritual weapon, please." The old man handed over two swords, one long and one short.
Song Xin saw that the scabbards of the two swords had been wrapped in a layer of skin from an unknown animal, like python skin or lizard skin.
He drew out the Fuxi Sword with great expectation, only to see a flash of cold light. This sword has been integrated into four layers of materials, and there is a faint sword energy that flickers and jumps.
The originally broken sword body was also repaired, making it even sharper. Most of the Five Qi Demonic Pill was dissolved into the groove of the sword head, leaving a small half exposed, crystal clear like a gem embedded in it. On the spine of the sword, you can also see a faint green pattern.
He pulled out the dagger again. This sword was smelted with a brown demonic elixir and a spiritual weapon. The originally rusty sword body had been polished and exuded a faint purple electric light.
The old man was very satisfied when he saw Song Xin, and said proudly: "The green pattern on this long sword is the effect of the demon pill. This demon pill can make the weapon withstand more spiritual energy. On weekdays, it is usually nourished by wood spiritual energy. A hundred years later, maybe a sword spirit will be born. This dagger is originally made of thunder and lightning, so some thunder stones were added as materials to enhance the power of thunder. Sir, please put a drop of blood on the blade and let two Once you recognize the owner of the spiritual weapon, you can follow your husband to conquer the world. Hahaha."
Song Xin followed the old man's instructions, cut his finger with the sword blade, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and dripped them on the two swords. There was a "buzz", and at the sight of blood, the two swords seemed to have gained wisdom. A pattern flashed on the sword spine, and then suddenly turned reddish brown and gradually disappeared. The two spiritual weapons were now connected with Song Xin's mind. Song Xin waved twice, and it felt like an extension of his own arm.
Perhaps because of the demon pill, their response to spiritual energy is extremely sensitive. At least it can increase the power of the sword energy several times.
"The owner of the spiritual weapon has been recognized, sir, the transaction is completed." the old man said.
"Old sir, I have a question."
"Please say."
"I remember that the forging instructions said that it takes forty-nine days to forge with spiritual consciousness. Why can it be completed in four hours here?"
"To be honest, sir, we who run a treasure shop all have magic tools that can slow down time, and this is made from that magic weapon. Otherwise, a magic weapon would take dozens or even hundreds of days, and the customers would be impatient. , Today’s customers are impatient and simply can’t wait.”
"That's it, Mr. Xie. I have one more thing to ask you."
"Just asking, sir."
"If it is a single attribute spiritual weapon, can your pavilion refine it?"
"Yes, there are, but spiritual weapons with a single attribute are expensive. I wonder what attribute you are looking for, sir?"
"What about wind, thunder, water, sky, and earth?"
The old shopkeeper thought for a while and said: "Well, we can refine it in this pavilion. This bronze sword has thunder attributes, but if we need to find all eight materials, the refining cost will probably be..."
"The lowest-level spiritual weapon with a single attribute costs 200,000 pieces. As for the spiritual weapon with the power of heaven and earth, I am afraid that it can only be found in the secret realms of senior practitioners."
"Two...two hundred thousand?"
The old man nodded, "The price is cheap this time because one sword is made of mortal iron and the other is repaired. However, if you refine a spiritual weapon out of thin air, the materials required are more expensive and the refining is more troublesome."
After Song Xin understood the situation, he thanked him and wanted to leave, but found that the old man was looking at him with a smile, but had no intention of letting him go. Suddenly remembering what Zhang Xiuyang said before he came in, he took out twenty jade coins and gave them to the old man.
The old man opened the door with a smile and let Song Xin leave.
Song Xin put the newly acquired spiritual weapon into the storage ring and followed Zhang Moyang and the others out. They got on the big car and got off in front of a huge restaurant. Suddenly, Song Xin's expression turned serious.
"Brothers, I can't go in."
"Why?" Zhang Xiuyang asked.
"I saw two acquaintances just now, and I didn't want them to see me." Song Xin looked a little solemn, like a primary school student who was always bullied by the school bully.
Zhang Moyang thought about handing over a shape-changing talisman, but suddenly an idea seemed to come to his mind, "Brother Song, are you afraid of them?"
Zhang Xiuyang also asked: "Who makes you so afraid?"
"Liu Jing."
Because what he saw was Master and Disciple Liu Jing and Wei Qi.
Song Xin and the other three found a secluded place, and Zhang Xiuyang said, "Since you don't want to see her, then just find another one. Anyway, there is no shortage of wine shops in this big city."
Zhang Moyang held a shape-changing talisman and said, "This is a shape-changing talisman. Stick it on your body and follow us in."
Zhang Xiuyang asked curiously: "Why is this? Can't we just change it?"
Zhang Moyang said: "If this person is your inner demon, if you don't want to get rid of it now, he will definitely become an obstacle to your breakthrough in the future. Maybe when you form an elixir to overcome the tribulation, this inner demon will make you fail. How do you choose, face him or avoid him forever?"
Song Xin nodded, thought for a while, then returned the shape-changing talisman and said, "I listen to you, I will go in like this."
Zhang Moyang nodded approvingly, "If you have this kind of courage, you will definitely be able to defeat your inner demons."
Zhang Xiuyang knew that Song Xin had been treated as a bloody furnace by Liu Jing in the Wei family, so he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't be afraid of that old guy, he will never dare to touch you when your senior brother is here. You passed by five times The body tempering has been broken through, and your appearance has changed a lot. Whether he can recognize you is still a matter of doubt."
"Then let's go in, Brother Song, you must try the food here today." Zhang Xiuyang said as he walked away, and Song Xin suppressed her uneasiness.
Several people entered Yuzhen Tower, and the store owner came out to greet them enthusiastically: "A few of you, some immortal guests, would you like a tea table or a wine table today?"
Song Xin didn't know why and looked at Zhang Moyang with questioning eyes.
"Wine seat." Zhang Moyang replied.
"Please come this way." The store owner smiled slightly and took them to a four-foot-square rush mat on the second floor, where he arranged three empty tables to sit down. Song Xin saw Wei Qi sitting with an old man with disheveled hair, Liu Jing, in the far corner. He didn't know what they were talking about, but it seemed that he hadn't seen him yet. But what surprised him was that Liu Jing seemed to be older than before, senile and tired, and his cultivation seemed not as strong as he imagined.
Song Xin understood Zhang Moyang's intention. If he encountered something he was afraid of and just tried to avoid it, nothing would be accomplished.
He calmed down and stopped thinking about Liu Jing's affairs for the time being. "The shopkeeper just asked me about the teahouse. What does the teahouse mean?"
Zhang Xiuyang replied: "This is a legacy of the Warring States Period, and it is no longer used outside today. The teahouse is on the third floor, where you can sit and enjoy the scenery and drink tea, and the wine seat is where you can drink and eat."
Song Xin found it novel: "It turns out that there are still remnants of the Warring States Period here. It's really interesting."
Zhang Xiuyang smiled, glanced at the table not far away, and said via voice: "Brother, do you know who Liu Jing is?"
Zhang Moyang said with confusion, "He looks very much like the famous Nanyang Liu Jing in Jingzhou area, but he seems to be much older. Master and I met once when he was still about thirty years old. And he His cultivation seems to have regressed by more than half, which is really strange."
When Song Xin saw him outside the restaurant, he felt fear in his heart. When he heard the name again, his heart felt like someone was grabbing him. The time he spent in the Wei family left him with lingering fears.
Zhang Moyang said calmly: "He is a famous practitioner in Nanyang. He is proficient in fire spells and also has some strange ghost-expelling spells. But I haven't seen him come out in these years, and I don't know what he has practiced. He is so old now." .
Although several people spoke via voice, their eyes glanced over from time to time, which still attracted the attention of the people at the table.
Liu Jing turned his head and saw two people wearing five buckets of rice robes looking at him. He was also stunned, and then he cupped his hands with a smile. Zhang Moyang and Zhang Moyang also slightly arched their hands.
But when Liu Jing's eyes fell on Song Xin, he still recognized the bloody furnace that escaped back then. A pair of triangular eyes shot out two undetectable murderous intentions, but Song Xin understood that he felt it, so he simply raised his head and looked at Liu Jing.
Liu Jing didn't say anything, he just nodded slightly to him, then lowered his head to drink tea.
At this time, Wei Qi next to Liu Jing asked: "Master, who are those people? Why are they looking at us?" But he didn't seem to know the three of them at all. Since he experienced the transformation into a fistula ghost, Wei Qi has recovered again. I lost my memory of my past, and even my family members forgot about it at first.
Liu Jing said calmly: "They are the inner disciples of the Five Dou Rice Sect. Look at their blue-gray robes and the dark red eclipta on their sleeves, which shows that they are of high rank within the sect. Maybe they are some elders I know." Disciple." He didn't even mention Song Xin's name to Wei Qi.
Wei Qi asked again: "Who is that person next to you?"
Liu Jing shook his head slightly, "Haha, he is just an unknown boy. His spiritual energy is very weak. If he is not a casual cultivator who intends to make friends with the sect, he should be a servant or a follower."
Wei Qi frowned, "I think his appearance is somewhat familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before."
Liu Jing smiled faintly, did not say anything, sipped the tea in front of him, and said no more.
Wei Qi still stared at Song Xin, as if he was trying his best to remember, but in the end he still couldn't remember. He had no choice but to shake his head and ask: "By the way, Master, what is the matter that Senior Brother sent a message to explain?"
Liu Jing said casually: "One of his colleagues has returned to his hometown. Let's delay him halfway. After you go back, ask the Wei family to personally deliver false news to him, and let him stay at home for a few months before returning to Cao Cao. ." After saying that, he glanced at Song Xin inadvertently, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
"Oh, I see. When the old thief gets angry, he will definitely get angry at him, and maybe even kill his colleague." Wei Qi nodded with a sly smile.
Liu Jing said: "I heard that your senior brother's colleague was from a common people, how could he get the position of the young master's attendant. Even with your background, he couldn't get it."
Wei Qi clenched his fists bitterly and said: "Who knows what the old thief Cao Cao was thinking... My father once asked Cheng Yu and Master Gao Rou to help me fight for this position. But the old thief didn't agree, and instead took me My father scolded me..."
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