God Emperor

"Master Zhang, will you only buy this broken sword?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes froze, he was slightly suffocated, his heart was beating wildly, he immediately pinched his fingertips, forced his eyes away, and stared at the sword hanging on the wall.

After calming down, Zhang Ruochen pointed to a sapphire blue war sword and said, "Madam boss, what level of true weapon is this sword?"

Qin Ya's eyes once again showed a bit of disappointment, and she said: "That is a fourth-level true weapon, called the Flashing Soul Sword. There are fourteen inscriptions engraved on the sword body, each of which is the power system. Inscriptions', four 'ice inscriptions', four 'electricity inscriptions', and two 'light inscriptions'. It can be said that it has a total of three special attributes, namely ice, Electricity and light."

Generally speaking, there is only one inscription in a first-level true weapon.

Only when the number of inscriptions reaches ten or more can it be considered a fourth-level true martial art weapon.

Every time an inscription pattern is added to a true weapon, its power will increase to varying degrees. Moreover, according to the different attributes of the inscriptions, the real martial arts treasures will also show different attributes, suitable for different warriors.

For example, a warrior who has activated the Red Flame Divine Martial Mark will have a flaming energy in his body. By using a fire-based True Martial Artifact, he can unleash the greater power of the True Martial Artifact.

"How much?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Thirty thousand silver coins." Qin Ya said.

"Okay! I bought it!"

Zhang Ruochen held the "Flash Soul Sword" in one hand and the "Shen Yuan Ancient Sword" in the other, and walked quickly towards the outside of the armory as if running away.

It was too dangerous to be alone with this charming landlady, and Zhang Ruochen couldn't bear it.

Anyway, he has recovered Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and he can buy another real weapon-level war sword, which is completely sufficient for him to use at this stage.

"You can escape quite quickly, haha, how can you escape from the palm of my sister's hand? From now on, you will have more fun!" Qin Ya showed a charming smile and became more interested in Zhang Ruochen.

…

When Zhang Ruochen and Qin Ya entered the armory, an older shopkeeper from Qingxuan Pavilion led a man and a woman to the outside of the armory.

The status of the man and woman seemed to be very noble. Even the elderly shopkeeper bowed slightly in front of them with a flattering smile.

That young man was Zhang Ruochen's eighth brother, the eighth prince of Yunwu Commandery, Zhang Ji.

The woman accompanying Zhang Ji was Shan Xiangling, one of the four most beautiful young beauties in Yunwu County and the beloved daughter of the head of the Chiyun Sect.

Shan Xiangling has an outstanding temperament, as fresh and elegant as a lily. She looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyes and a delicate figure. She will definitely become the most eye-catching person wherever she goes.

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Mother has told me that when Junior Sister comes to the royal city for the first time, I must take good care of her. Qingxuan Pavilion is one of the largest stores in Wu City. Junior Sister can tell me if she likes any weapons."

The eighth prince's mother, Concubine Xiao, was once a disciple of the Red Cloud Sect and the junior sister of the leader of the Red Cloud Sect.

That's why the eighth prince called Shan Xiangling his junior sister.

Shan Xiangling smiled slightly and said: "Thank you, His Highness the Eighth Prince! In fact, Xiangling came to the Royal City this time mainly because he wanted to meet the geniuses in the Royal City, especially the No. 1 genius of Yunwu County, the Seventh Prince. Your Highness. Xiang Ling has heard of his name many times and admires him very much. Many female disciples of the Chiyun Sect admire him very much, but it is a pity that it is difficult to even see him once. "

The eighth prince said: "If the seventh brother is in the royal city, I can help you realize your wish. It's a pity that junior sister came at the wrong time, and the seventh brother is not in the royal city."

There was a bit of disappointment in Shan Xiangling's eyes, and she said: "I remember that the year-end assessment of the royal family is a grand event second only to the sacrificial ceremony. Could it be that His Highness the Seventh Prince will not come back?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Seventh Brother ranked first in the year-end assessment when he was ten years old. Do you think there is any value for him to participate in the year-end assessment? However, the year-end assessment is indeed a grand event. Only young disciples under the age of twenty from the royal family and various princes and nobles can participate. If my junior sister wants to attend this grand event, I will definitely get a place for you. "

"Then thank you again, His Highness the Eighth Prince!" Shan Xiangling said with a smile.

While the eighth prince and Shan Xiangling were talking, the elderly shopkeeper walked up to Hanzi and said, "Hanzi, who went to the armory? Why is the door of the armory closed?"

Hanzi looked a little weird and whispered: "It's the boss's wife and a young gentleman."

Hearing this, the elderly shopkeeper was slightly shocked, took a breath of cold air, and said to himself: "The boss lady actually... Please don't cause any deaths!"

The eighth prince and Shan Xiangling naturally heard the conversation between the older shopkeeper and the idiot.

Shan Xiangling asked in surprise: "Could it be that Qingxuan Pavilion would still commit murder and seize wealth?"

The eighth prince shook his head and said: "That's not true! It's just that there are many rumors about this landlady. It is said that the landlady is very beautiful. As long as a man sees her, he will definitely fall under her pomegranate skirt. ”

"There are also rumors that the proprietress was cruel and vicious, and many men died in her hands."

"There are also rumors that the boss lady is actually very slutty and has raised many men. Moreover, she also likes to abuse men. She has cut off the hands of many men and gouged out their eyes."

"Of course, these are just rumors. I have never met the proprietress, and I don't know what kind of woman she is."

After what the Eighth Prince said, Shan Xiangling didn't have much affection for the landlady anymore.

In broad daylight, he entered the armory alone with a man, and the door was closed tightly. You didn't need to guess what was going on.

That boss lady is definitely not a good woman. The man who was brought into the armory by the proprietress also made people feel disgusted.

"Wow!"

The door of the armory was pushed open, and Zhang Ruochen quickly walked out of the door holding two swords. When he saw the eighth prince standing in the distance, a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

The eighth prince was slightly surprised when he saw Zhang Ruochen walking out of the armory door. His eyes immediately turned very cold, "Ninth brother, why are you here in Qingxuan Pavilion? This is not the place you should be!"

Hearing the eighth prince's address to Zhang Ruochen, both Hanzi and the older shopkeeper were slightly shocked. As expected, this young master Zhang had a good background and was actually the son of the Prince of Yunwu County.

At the same time, they also breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the proprietress did not attack him. If something happens to His Highness the Ninth Prince in Qingxuan Pavilion, Qingxuan Pavilion may be closed down tomorrow.

Shan Xiangling also heard something about the Ninth Prince. It was said that he was the only useless one among the Nine Princes who could not activate the Mark of Divine Martial Arts.

She didn't deliberately inquire about Zhang Ruochen, so she didn't know that Zhang Ruochen had activated the Divine Martial Mark half a month ago.

How could such a useless prince come out of the arsenal?

Could it be...

Recalling the words of the eighth prince before, Shan Xiangling stared at Zhang Ruochen again, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, looking quite unhappy, and said, "Since you can come to Qingxuan Pavilion, why can't I come?"

The eighth prince sneered and said: "I came to Qingxuan Pavilion to buy weapons. What are you doing here? Can you afford a sword of the level of a real weapon? Where did the two swords in your hands come from?"

Zhang Ruochen felt confused and said rudely: "You are too lenient! Even if my sword is picked up, it seems to be none of your business?"

"Stop!" The Eighth Prince shouted in a deep voice and said: "Your cultivation talent is poor, so just stay in the palace and don't come out and do something embarrassing, otherwise I will interrupt you on behalf of my father. Legs."

Zhang Ruochen couldn't understand the eighth prince's words more and more, and said in a deep voice: "Do you have that ability?"

Hearing this, the eighth prince was slightly startled, and then burst out laughing.

He put his palms together, moved his ten fingers, and said with a smile: "Ninth brother! Today, I will let you see what it means to be capable?"

Zhang Ruochen stood tall, his eyes calm, he pinched his five fingers together, and the true energy in his body began to circulate in the six meridians.

If you want to fight, then fight!

"Haha! Your Highness the Eighth Prince, what are you doing? This is Qingxuan Pavilion, not the palace. Your Highness the Ninth Prince is a distinguished guest of Qingxuan Pavilion. If anyone dares to attack him in Qingxuan Pavilion, the Nu family will take care of it!" Qin Yacong! He walked out of the armory with a charming smile on his cheeks.

After the eighth prince saw Qin Ya, he also showed a look of surprise, and his heart swayed slightly.

If it weren't for Shan Xiangling standing next to him, keeping his nerves tense and not daring to do anything outrageous, otherwise, he would never be as calm as he is now when he sees a witch like Qin Ya.

The eighth prince looked away, stared at Zhang Ruochen coldly, and said, "Huh! The royal family has been completely embarrassed by you!"

In the opinion of the Eighth Prince, Zhang Ruochen simply could not afford a war sword with the level of a real weapon. He was able to get those two swords because he must have become the sweetheart of the boss lady of Qingxuan Pavilion.

He used his body to serve the proprietress of Qingxuan Pavilion in exchange for resources for practicing martial arts.

In fact, Shan Xiangling standing aside had similar thoughts to the eighth prince.

"Hey! They are both the sons of Prince Yunwu. Why can the seventh prince become the supreme genius, but the ninth prince is willing to become the plaything of a slutty woman? One is the dragon in the clouds, and the other is Earthworm in the quagmire!" Shan Xiangling stared at Zhang Ruochen and shook her head gently, sighing.

Zhang Ruochen had no idea what the eighth prince was talking about. He walked and sat upright and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He held two swords and walked towards the outer courtyard of Qingxuan Pavilion.

Qin Ya has become a spirit and seems to have seen some clues about what the eighth prince and Shan Xiangling are thinking!

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes showed a bright look, and she called out: "His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, come here often from now on! The slave family will definitely entertain you well! If you want other cultivation resources, just come to the slave family! Haha!"