Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 4 Bargaining (Thanks for the recommendation vote)

Qing Shuzi was holding the broken sword, his body was shaking, he was extremely anxious, and he almost knelt down.

He shouted: "Senior brother, you must save this little brother!"

Feng Ming said seriously:

"Junior Brother Qingshuzi, please calm down. Please make it clear first whether you want me to save your life or Qian Jian's life?"

Qing Shuzi finally calmed down a little and said:

"Senior brother, you don't know that tomorrow afternoon, our disciples from the Foreign Affairs Hall will go out to slay demons and hunt."

"This sword is my little brother's sword Gu Hong, and it is also the foundation for me to settle down and live my life."

"So, saving the sword means saving lives!"

"I never thought that just now, this sword would be broken by my little brother."

Feng Ming took a closer look at the Gu Hong Sword.

Look at the fracture again.

He expressed sincerely:

"This junior brother is so powerful. Although this sword is just a magical weapon, from my perspective, its quality is extraordinary. It is made of North Sea Black Iron and is extremely tough."

"There is also a very fine small magic circle on it."

"This sword is definitely a seventh-grade magical sword or above!"

"Junior brother can actually break it, I admire it, I admire it!"

Who would have thought that just when he said this, this junior fellow student Qingshu's face turned red and said: "This... is actually like this..."

Junior Brother Qingshuzi talked intermittently and finally told the whole story.

The disciples of the Foreign Affairs Hall are responsible for many things.

But the main thing is to clean up the demons and beasts around the sect.

Tomorrow afternoon, this Qing Shuzi will go on a mission.

However, just before, Qing Shuzi got into a fight with his senior brother after drinking, over whose sword was better.

They found the sect's hardest "Antarctic magnet" and went to harden the magnet.

Unfortunately, although Junior Brother Qingshuzi's sword is very hard, it is not as hard as the Antarctic magnet.

After hardening, it broke.

That senior brother saw how powerful the magnet was, so he didn't even try it and ran away.

…

Feng Ming: ...So, fencing while drunk is definitely not a good idea.

Something is going to happen.

The Qingshuzi shouted again with a tearful tone:

"Senior Brother Fengming! If my Guhong Sword cannot be repaired and I go out on a mission tomorrow, my life will be in danger!"

…

Feng Ming could understand his mood.

Magical weapons are not something you can just pick up and use.

Rather, it requires continuous spiritual sacrifice.

We will go into battle tomorrow, so it will definitely be too late to change to another magical sword for sacrifice.

Without a sword, there is no life.

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it often becomes reality!

"Please help me, senior brother, to help my little brother repair this sword."

Unexpectedly, he had just finished speaking when a crisp voice interrupted him!

"no!"

Lingqiu's two willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, and a slight blush appeared on her white face. She was so angry!

"My senior brother is very tired today, and what time it is now, you can come back another day."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know. You can also ask for leave in the Foreign Affairs Palace. Just explain it to the elders, and the elders will not force you to die!"

"Hmm!"

The little girl was waiting for him with side eyes, her beautiful face full of fierceness.

"You can ask for leave, why does it have to be tonight and come back tomorrow!"

Qingshuzi suddenly panicked.

He repeatedly said: "It turns out to be Junior Sister Lingqiu."

"This this……"

It was not easy for him to refute, because what Lingqiu said was also true.

Changchun Palace is a humanist sect and generally tends to develop moderately.

Changchun Palace does not advocate the practice of sending a disciple to the battlefield despite knowing that his sword is damaged.

Qing Shuzi looked pale and said, "Junior sister, senior brother, actually, I have other reasons!"

When he said this, he almost cried.

"This sword means a lot to me. If I can't repair it, I, I..."

Lingqiu interrupted directly and said forcefully:

"no!"

Qing Shuzi: ...Ah, according to normal logic, shouldn't you ask me what my reasons are?

Lingqiu continued: "You have difficulties, and so do our senior brothers. If it doesn't work, it won't work!"

Humph, my senior brother was so tired that he fell asleep!

Our senior brother is a Qi Refiner in the third level.

How tired must you be to have such a strong physique fall asleep?

Now you want our senior brother to work overtime for you?

Do you really think that our senior brother is going to act like a cow with so little remuneration?

Don’t even think about it!

Feng Ming looked at the junior sister who was protecting Duzi, and was very moved, and then reprimanded her directly.

"Lingqiu, don't be rude!"

I feel this girl's thoughts.

However, good intentions are good intentions, and we should not have such a bad attitude between fellow disciples.

He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Qingshuzi, my junior sister is not sensible, so please don't take it personally."

Qing Shuzi lowered his head and said to himself: "I don't care, I don't dare to care at all."

Who in Changchun Palace doesn't know that Lingqiu is the treasure of the head Changchun Master?

She is hailed by Changchun Master as a genius who is "destined to become a true immortal". If she has enough luck and luck, she may even become a golden immortal!

Golden fairy!

What a high level this must be.

At this moment, I just want to cry until dawn out of envy.

Feng Ming said gently: "Okay, Junior Brother Qingshuzi, you leave your Guhong here, and I will try to repair it tonight."

"Thank you, thank you, senior brother!"

Qing Shuzi was overjoyed. To paraphrase his own words, if it was repaired, it would be a life-saving grace!

"Don't thank me in a hurry, I have to say the ugly things first."

"First, the magic sword is very damaged. I don't guarantee that it can be repaired. Even if it is repaired, it will definitely not be as good as the original."

Qing Shuzi said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I can understand, I can completely understand!"

In fact, Qing Shuzi actually has a spare magic weapon.

However, this sword is of extraordinary significance and was given by an elder in the family.

If the elder sees that the sword he gave him has been broken, then he can't just use his magic power and hang himself on the cliff to be exposed to the wind and sun for a whole year?

In the prehistoric world, magic power is close to you.

This kind of inhumane "corporal punishment" is very easy to achieve.

Therefore, I don’t expect the sword to be restored, as long as it doesn’t appear to have any major problems.

He couldn't help but think: "This senior brother Fengming is such a nice person!"

In fact, Feng Ming was not famous in Changchun Palace.

However, because of Lingqiu, it gradually gained some popularity.

"Secondly, I hope you, Junior Brother Qingshuzi, can understand, because this is an urgent commission when I am off work, so even if it fails, you will have to triple the amount of spiritual money."

Three times the overtime pay is the moral bottom line for workers making weapons and the basis for overtime work.

Qing Shuzi: "Ah?"

We, the Changchun Sect... still have such a point?

Why didn't I know this before?

Feng Ming continued: "Thirdly, the damage to this sword has been very serious. If I can restore its appearance, it will be considered as completing the commission, and the damage will be doubled."

"If 50% of the power is restored, double the additional power."

"If you are lucky enough to fully recover, you will get twice as much."

Listening to Feng Ming's eloquent words, Qing Shuzi felt a little dizzy.

He asked: "So, if it is completely restored, it will have to be... six times the amount of spiritual money?"

Lingqian is a relatively popular coin in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Each piece of spiritual money has special magic power, basically eliminating the possibility of counterfeiting.

"So, senior brother, how much spiritual money does it cost to practice once?"

Feng Ming showed a gentle smile: "It's not expensive, it only costs 800 spiritual coins."

Qingshuzi: "..."

"So, I have to... spend 4,800 spiritual coins?"

Feng Ming said: "That is when it is completely repaired. The basic cost is only 2,400 spiritual coins."

"Of course, Junior Brother Qingshuzi, if you don't believe me, you don't have to do this business."

…

Qing Shuzi walked out of the weapon refining hall, looking a little dazed.

Junior Sister Lingqiu is more beautiful and has more personality than rumored.

She is indeed the fairy that all the senior brothers in Changchun Palace long for.

But at this moment, what was lingering in his mind was not Junior Sister Lingqiu.

Rather, Senior Brother Fengming is gentle, distinguished, and eloquent.

"Senior Brother Fengming, he is so good!"

"4800 spiritual coins, I, should I hope that my Gu Hong will be repaired, or not..."

Obviously it only cost 800 spiritual coins.

…

Lingqiu looked at his senior brother with a state of mind and anxious eyes, and asked:

"Brother, you really have to stay up late and work overtime!"

"Why don't you let the master come? At worst, you can give him half of it!"

(End of chapter)