Disaster Strikes

Two days later.

Zhang Hu left Miaoshan with Chen Mo and Zhao Qinger.

If at the beginning, Zhao Li was still full of resistance to Zhang Hu, then when Chen Mo showed the so-called sword power, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he only regretted that he did not have a second sister or elder sister. , can be entrusted to this Aman.

Of course he knew exactly what it meant to master the power of the sword.

For most swordsmen, mastering sword energy is the end of their lives. Those who can break through sword energy can be said to be only one in a thousand.

Before this person lost his memory, he must have had an extraordinary life experience!

"Brother Zhang Hu, where are we going?"

Like Zhang Hu, Zhao Qing'er also looked excited.

She could finally start to make a living in the world like the adults said.

"Go to Sword Making Villa first!"

Zhang Hu said: "A man depends on his clothes. Let's buy a sword for Aman first."

When Chen Mo heard this, he was moved in his heart, but he couldn't help but sigh. The two of them really had no experience at all, so he couldn't help but remind them aloud.

"We didn't bring any dry food."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing'er couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Aman, why are you hungry again?"

Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

"Why did I forget this matter? Let's go to the town to buy some dry food first."

Zhao Qing'er said: "Zhujian Villa is in the southwest. If we just want to buy dry food, we can go to Xingjing Village."

Three days later.

The three of them ate and slept together, and finally arrived at Zhujian Villa together.

This is more like a city than a villa.

In comparison, Pingye Town is just a small town.

The three of them looked at the towering city walls and the bustling streets with people coming and going, and were stunned.

Zhang Hu sighed: "My father has always said that the Sword-making Villa is the real gathering place for swordsmen in Pingye Town. He really did not lie to me."

"yes."

Zhao Qing'er couldn't help but sigh: "There are more people here than when we were discussing swords in Pingye Town."

After sighing for a moment, the three finally came to their senses.

"Let's go eat first. I've been eating dry food for the past few days. I want to change my taste."

Zhao Qing'er said: "Let's go to the inn first. I haven't bathed for several days and my body stinks to death. I want to wash up first."

"Oh well."

So the three of them got together and booked two guest rooms.

After the three of them took a shower and washed themselves, they came to the tavern and started to feast.

"Waiter, bring the good wine and meat to our brothers!"

Six senior swordsmen in uniform uniforms came to the restaurant after a long journey. The leader was very impressive. After greeting the waiter, he sat at the table next to Zhang Hu, Zhao Qing'er, and Chen Mo, and took off his cloak.

"Okay!"

The waiter responded.

After the six people looked around for a week, they glanced at Zhang Hu, Zhao Qing'er, and Chen Mo next to them. They were obviously amused by the three people's devouring gestures. At first glance, they were newcomers to the world.

"Senior brother, do you think the ancient secret method of using lightning to forge swords at Sword Making Villa is reliable?"

"Although I don't really believe it, since it was the master who asked us to come over to congratulate him, he probably has some skills."

"I heard that the Sword Making Villa has been persisting for hundreds of years for this sword, constantly triggering the sky thunder to refine the Thunder Lin Sword. Only a month ago, a trace of the innate sword spirit was born, and he became a swordsman practicing the Holy Sword Dao. The supreme sword!”

"If there really is such a sword, why didn't the Sword Forging Villa keep it for itself? Instead, it publicly announced to all the nearby Holy Sword Dao sects that it would choose a suitable sword master?"

"Could it be related to what the master said? I heard that the land of the South China Sea received someone..."

Zhang Hu and Zhao Qing'er obviously didn't listen to the conversation between the three of them and were focusing on eating. Only Chen Mo was surprised.

As a weapon refiner, he is quite sensitive to this kind of topic.

A sword that a fourth-level professional weapon refiner spent a hundred years forging?

After eating and drinking, it was already evening.

Zhang Hu and Zhao Qing'er took Chen Mo to the Wanbao Building of Zhujian Villa to choose suitable swords and weapons. After finally finding a suitable sword, Zhang Hu was stunned when he heard that it cost twenty taels of silver.

"So expensive?"

The boss chuckled.

"How can a young hero travel in the world without a sword? This sword of mine is modeled after the Wandering Dragon Sword. It won't freeze in winter, and even the hair will break when blowing..."

A trashy white quality weapon was praised by this boss to great effect.

Zhang Hu and Zhao Qing'er were stunned for a while.

Finally, Zhang Hu gritted his teeth and said, "I only have fifteen taels of silver with me. Can I sell it?"

He did not forget the counteroffer his father had told him.

But he was obviously still too young.

Seeing this, the boss said with a bitter face: "Fifteen taels, this... that's all, who made me have a fate with the young hero, fifteen taels, just fifteen taels, but the young hero must remember not to mention this matter to others. , at this price, I can only sell Shaoxia to one person..."

Chen Mo knew that the price given by Zhang Hu was still too high.

After a while.

Zhang Hu took out most of his money and bought this white quality sword.

"Aman, give it to you!"

Zhang Hu said with a smile: "Then all three of us will have swords, and you won't have to carry that thick sword for practice every day and be laughed at by people in the world."

Chen Mo took the sword and said with a smile: "Thank you."

Zhao Qing'er couldn't help but smile, but then she looked at Zhang Hu and said with a worried look: "Brother Zhang Hu, how much money do you still have on you? I still have some silver here, shall I give you some first?"

Zhang Hu heard this and immediately refused.

"How can we use your money? We will find a way to make money. Don't worry."

Having said that, Zhang Hu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Because he hasn't figured out how to make money yet, he can only take one step at a time.

"Brother Zhang Hu, where should we go next?"

Zhang Hu heard this and said confidently: "Go to the Sword Mountain Holy Land in Nanyang City. There is a holy sword that has been enshrined for thousands of years. It is older than the holy sword that was once enshrined in Pingye Town. Let's go there and learn about it!"

"OK."

The three of them walked back to the inn as they talked.

However, they saw that people were crowding around the clock tower on the busiest main street. When the three of them saw this, they couldn't help but get closer and saw that it turned out to be a notice.

Notice: The Lei Lin Sword is about to be born, but there is still a lack of a sword master. We sincerely invite all swordsmen in the world to surrender this sword together.

"Well?"

When the three of them saw this, their eyes widened.

Zhao Qing'er hesitated and said: "It will start in three days, how about we wait?"

"That's fine."

Zhang Hu heard his father mention that the owner of Zhujian Villa was called the Pingye Sword Sect, and he was the only person in Pingye Town who could master the power of the human sword, so he couldn't help but be curious about the notice he issued.

Zhao Qing'er said again: "Brother Zhang Hu, do you know the way of the holy sword?"

"Know a little bit."

Zhang Hu responded: "I heard from my father that people who practice the Holy Sword Way are basically swordsmiths. They will forge the best swords in the world for themselves, but they will also give some swords to those who are talented. It is said that if this person achieves something with this sword in the future, they will also gain extraordinary power.”

"I see."

Zhao Qinger responded thoughtfully.

But judging from her expression, it was obviously still difficult to understand this, but Chen Mo, as a weapon refiner, had some understanding.

This seems to be the method used by the refiner to throw the time and space anchor point.

The power of a weapon refiner is not only due to their own top-quality equipment and personal connections, but also the weapons and equipment they forge. After being worn by others for a long time, as the weapon refiner is promoted to a fourth-level professional, the indirect influence in time and space will also be will be part of his strength.

The owner of the Sword Forging Villa seems to be planning to increase his influence in time and space by holding this kind of conference.

the next day.

The cost of the inn at Zhujian Villa is much higher than that in Pingye Town.

In order to buy a sword for Chen Mo, Zhang Hu spent most of his money, and now he only had less than three taels of silver left. Naturally, he had to find a way to generate income.

However, how could a quack like him have a high-paying job?

There were only small jobs like running errands, nursing homes, and doing odd jobs, and the income was very meager. After wandering around the city for a day, Zhang Hu returned to the inn dejectedly.

certainly.

There are also some tasks similar to wanted bounties on the city gate, which are not limited by strength and can earn a lot of money.

It's just that these tasks are full of uncertainty and very dangerous. Zhang Hu naturally knows how much he weighs, and he doesn't want to take risks unless he has to.

Zhao Qing'er naturally saw Zhang Hu's thoughts at a glance.

"Brother Zhang Hu, don't worry. We can save some money on the remaining expenses. It can last for many days. We will think of a solution then."

"Um."

Zhang Hu first came out of the martial arts world and realized the most basic difficulty of being a swordsman, which is making money.

Follow the rules and follow the rules, and making money will be slow but relatively safe.

If you don't have the king's will and wantonly amass money, you will definitely fall into a vendetta and your future is uncertain.

This can be regarded as a test of good and evil character.

Two days later.

The three gangsters followed the crowd of onlookers and came to the foot of the Tongtian Iron Tower of Zhujian Villa.

Crackling, crackling, crackling...

The sword on the top of the huge iron tower was surrounded by purple thunder and lightning, exuding an inexplicable pressure. Even though they were far apart, the three people in the crowd still couldn't help but feel frightened.

"Is that the Thunder Lin Sword?"

Zhang Hu murmured with a shocked look on his face.

In comparison, the gifted sword in his hand was nothing worth mentioning.

"This feeling..."

Chen Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He naturally knows that on top of dark gold level equipment, there are more advanced treasures and props.

But they all require the power of the real body to be activated. These treasures can mobilize part of the natural power of heaven and earth, and no longer appear in the form of equipment, but more like a special prop, with extraordinary power.

In other words.

This is a treasure that level four and level five professionals compete for.

Natural disaster victims are accustomed to calling them magic weapons, while some worlds are accustomed to calling them spiritual weapons, spiritual treasures, or other names.

And this Thunder Lin Sword is obviously this kind of treasure.

"Haha, what a Thunder Lin Sword, Ganxue Swordsman is here!"

Amidst the exclamations of the onlookers, a swordsman rose into the air and went straight to the top of the iron tower.

This is obviously what the Sword Forging Villa is telling everyone. Swordsmen who have not mastered the ability to fly are not even qualified to compete.

However, he had just approached the Lei Lin Sword.

Then with a "crackling" explosion, the swordsman screamed and fell into the air.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A mighty and domineering old man laughed loudly on the top of the iron tower.

"I am Ling Wukui of the Plain Sword Sect, junior. It seems that your ability is not enough to be the sword master of the Leilin Sword. This sword cannot be surrendered except by the Sword Sect. Is there any master swordsman coming to take this sword away? Of course. If any swordsman feels that his sword skills are extraordinary, he can continue to try!"

Chen Mo also didn't expect that he would accidentally participate in this grand event by following Zhang Hu.

So within the next day.

Hundreds of people continuously tried to subdue the Lei Lin Sword, including several fourth-level sword masters, but no one was able to subdue the Lei Lin Sword and serve as its sword master.

The three little shrimps in the crowd were eye-opening, and they kept exclaiming in amazement.

until night.

Ling Wukui's son appears.

He actually succeeded in defeating this sword as a third-level great swordsman.

Then he announced in a high-profile manner that this was the supreme spiritual sword that he had spent hundreds of years forging. His sword-making skills were as famous as his father's. He originally wanted to offer them to a certain sword master, worship him under his sect, and called for participation in this project. The swordsmen of the grand gathering went to the Cape of the South China Sea to follow the peerless swordsman to slay demons.

After the event.

News about the Blood Moon Demon Head's invasion of the Jin Jing World and that the South China Sea's Peerless Sword God was trying his best to open the world's window quickly spread in the Sword Casting Villa.