Everyone did not let go of their arms and practiced hard, but just warmed up and stretched their muscles and bones.

I got up at six in the morning, moved until eight in the morning.

At this time, Xia Junning, who promised to help Ye Qingxuan and others to select weapons yesterday, also rushed over. The person who accompanied him also brought a helper, his fourth senior brother, Wei Xiaotian's apprentice, nicknamed "Iron-armed Ape" Xu Dingwei.

This person is a small man less than 1.7 meters tall. He is very dark, but his forehead is shiny and his eyes are big and smart. He looks like a smart person.

Xia Junning came over to explain that Xu Dingwei was familiar with the shopkeeper of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. "Nanlong Villa" once sold ten thousand years of fine iron obtained from the barbarian area on the south bank of the Lijiang River in large quantities. The person who negotiated the transaction was Xu Dingwei.

This time he is the one who has the lead. If you really want something you like, you can be cheaper and not young.

Just like that, under the leadership of two local natives, Ye Qingxuan and his group headed straight to the "Divine Weapon Pavilion" in Mu'an City.

When the group arrived at the place, it had just opened.

"Iron-armed Ape" Xu Dingwei is really familiar with human faces. As soon as he arrived at the door of the store, the waiter here recognized him at a glance and ran over happily. Before the person arrived, he began to greet him intimately: "Oh, it's Mr. Xu. It's early today. Our shopkeeper got drunk last night and hadn't gotten up yet. What are you going to take care of? Do I need me to wake up the shopkeeper?"

Xu Dingwei laughed, patted the waiter on the shoulder, and said, "Xiao Liuzi quickly ran errands for me, and called your shopkeeper, and said I had a big deal to take care of. It was enough to have you, but I was afraid that you would not be able to touch your real treasure, so that I would lose my ugly face in front of my brothers..."

The waiter named Xiao Liuzi hurriedly said, "Oh, look at what you said. Xiao Liuzi can't make you lose face, but you said that the best thing is really our shopkeeper's right to open the counter. I'll call the shopkeeper here..." Xiao Liuzi turned around and went to the back hall.

Ye Qingxuan and others sat down one after another, and their servants brought tea and served them with great care.

The servant just left, and Ye Qingxuan and the others couldn't sit still.

There are indeed a few weapons hanging on the walls of this "Divine Weapon Pavilion", but they don't look like a weapon shop at all. Instead, they look like the living room of everyone's door. The decorations are all porcelain, mostly flowers and plants, full of life. But Ye Qingxuan and others are here to choose weapons. There are not many weapons here and there are no murderous aura at all, which is completely different from the place where the treasures are sold in imagined.

"It's fine if there aren't a few weapons in the place where the weapons are sold, but you can't even hear the sound of ironwork. It makes people feel unsure..." Meng Yuanyun, who had finally recovered from his mind after a night of sleep, muttered.

Since hearing about his feat last night, the young man was excited to sleep all night. He was so amazing that he teased the descendants of Fengyi Pavilion in public. What a great glory it would be if this was spread...

But when everyone described it again, the result was that even though they could not see the sun today, the boy became a little scared.

"TMD hasn't slept yet, that girl, you're so cruel. Just like that, can you kill me? It's so cruel..."

In front of my brothers and others, Meng Yuanyun swore that she would never tease the women of Fengyi Pavilion again, and everyone let this guy go.

At this time, I chose weapons here, and the boy's mouth began to silence again.

Killer-

Ye Qingxuan pulled out a long sword on the wall, and the sword body was as bright as autumn water. It was extraordinary. It should be a weapon of about the fifth grade. It was considered excellent, but not excellent.

A brief look at the "Bi Luo Sword" obtained by Ye Qingxuanxin is the top third-grade sword above the seventh grade, which is no less than the second-grade brother's "Drunk Yin Yue" and the eldest-grade brother's "Sad autumn wind".

Among the many senior brothers, except for the fifth and sixth brothers, they all practice swordsmanship. Ye Qingxuan is more careful with his senior brothers. It is also good to choose a few good treasures to give to the senior brothers. Ye Qingxuan decided in his heart and turned around and gave this "Bi Luo Sword" to the third senior brother Chen Qingsong.

But when he first got the sword, Ye Qingxuan found that this "Bi Luo Sword" had many similarities in design with the "Bi Xiao Sword" he borrowed from Ao Ziqing's hand. It seemed to be two long swords made from the same mold, especially at the same position near the hilt of the sword, two words were engraved in seal script, but the one in hand wrote "Bi Luo" and the other one was "Bi Xiao".

Maybe these two long swords were made together, maybe.

According to Ao Ziqing, the "Bixiao Sword" was a ancestral object of their family and has been passed down for hundreds of years. Ye Qingxuan's "Biluo Sword" should also be a treasure that Biluo Temple has treasured for hundreds of years.

One day when I see Ao Ziqing again, I will take it out and compare it. Maybe it was really made by the same person...

Ye Qingxuan looked carefully at the weapons hanging around him, and shook his head more and more. There was no thing worth taking here. Although they were almost all high-quality products of the fifth grade or above, they didn't even have seventh grade items until the sixth grade, so they were not considered good things.

Xia Junning, who was beside him, saw it, walked over with a smile and asked, "How is it? Brother Ye, do you have any weapons that can be seen in the magical eyes?"

Ye Qingxuan shook his head helplessly and said, "No, really no. Although the things here are either fifth grade or sixth grade excellent tools, they just don't like them. These things are quite powerful compared to hoes and shovels, but when they go to the battlefield, they are useless..."

Xia Junning heard it and said, "Brother Ye, I said you have too many treasures in your hand, so you have raised your eyesight. Don't mention the top third-grade weapons in your hand, the fifth-grade and sixth-grade things are rare for us normal people. Here is a fifth-grade spear. If I want to buy it, I will have to pay tens of thousands of taels of silver. I can't buy it..."

Ye Qingxuan thought that this was the case, but since he was choosing something, he naturally chose the best one. Anyway, the few things placed outside were not attracted by them, so he looked at whether the shopkeeper here had any hidden goods.

The few people here, except for Wan Guotai, who have agreed to see everything, have all been very wise. After seeing a few things, they put them down and stopped looking.

The weapons here are just to fool the big-tailed wolf in the world who pretend to understand and have money but have no place to spend money. They are all good-looking, but they can only be considered middle-class and upper-class in terms of labor and materials. If the magic weapon pavilion is at this level, it would be boring.

When everyone sat down and waited for half an hour, the shopkeeper of the Divine Weapon Pavilion finally appeared. With a long laugh, an old man in his fifties in his 50s came over and bowed and said, "Oh, it was actually Xu Shaoxia and Xia Shaoxia who were coming. I was hangover yesterday and got up a little late. I have been tired of waiting for a long time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Everyone stood up and returned the gift. Xu Dingwei smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Huang is joking. We are here too early. I am familiar with Manager Huang, so I won't be polite to you. Do you see..." Xu Dingwei waved his hand and pointed at Ye Qingxuan and others, saying, "To be honest, these are all distinguished guests of my teacher. When I came here to participate in the 'Qilin Club', they happened to have no weapons at hand. As soon as they talked to the master, the master thought of you. Manager Huang, we are all old friends. You have to give my teacher a long face. My teacher praised you, saying that you have the best weapons in Quan Shenwu. If you have treasures, don't hide them. Take them out to be bright. These people are all great customers, and you don't have money... What do you think?"

When Manager Huang heard this, he was happy. It turned out that Wei Xiaotian had asked me to give him face. He would definitely give him this face. After giving it, he would give him personal favors. He would be easy to deal with and do business in the future.

Manager Huang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Just as Mr. Wei looks down on me so much at the Divine Weapon Pavilion, my surname Huang will definitely bring out the best things here to entertain you... I just don't know what kind of weapons you all need, say it, I will prepare for you..."

Ruhua, who was standing beside her, opened her mouth with a loud voice, opened her mouth and shouted, "No, don't say anything else, are there any gods of the tenth grade, divine weapons? No, if there is any, let's give in, take a few ninth grade weapons first..."

Puff—

Half of the more than a dozen people in the audience couldn't help it and were all happy.

This great monk is really a TMD. People say that you can get something for you, and you will open your mouth and be the tenth-grade divine weapon. You are so funny. There are not many of the things in the Shenwu Continent. Which magic weapon was born was not given to someone like a divine object. And let alone not to mention that there is not, even if there is one, can you afford it?

Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan were sweating all over the crowd and were not happy because they heard that Ruhua's tamper was not joking, but seriously... The two of them looked at each other with their eyes, and they hurriedly raised tea to cover it up, and they were praying in their hearts, so they must not reveal their own stuff.

The shopkeeper Huang was also happy when he heard this. It was rare that he was not angry. He wanted to put others down and thought he was here to smash the situation. However, these people were guests brought by "Nanlong Villa". It was impossible for them to come to trouble their magic weapon pavilion. Moreover, the shopkeeper Huang also saw that the monk in front of him was a fool, and his personality was straightforward, just kidding this...
Chapter completed!