This Swordsman is Too Steady

Sanchifeng, a sword weapon of the heavenly rank, hangs randomly on the wall of a small wooden carving shop.

"The shopkeeper, how do you sell this sword?" Hidden Xiaojian asked aloud after turning his eyes.

Xue Zhuyong picked up the hip flask, took another sip of wine, rolled his eyes, and replied, "I am a woodcarving shop. I only sell woodcarvings and swords, not swords."

"I can buy a lot of spirit stones, just ask for a price." Zang Xiaojian was not discouraged, and then he added.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you don't sell it, you won't sell it. No matter how many spirit stones are sold, it will not be sold." Xue Zhuyong's tone became a little bad, "If you really want it, take it from me, otherwise don't think about it. Up."

Although Xue Zhuyong's response was straightforward, it was also expected by Hidden Xiaojian. When she asked, in fact, she just wanted to test Xue Zhuyong's tone first.

She also understood, how could Heaven-rank sword weapons be bought with spirit stones?

"How do you sell this wood carving?" Lu Qingshan didn't care about the sword at all, but the old **** pointed to a character wood carving on the wooden frame and asked.

"Why are you buying wood carvings..." Hidden Xiaojian turned his head, wondering, but when he could see the wood carvings Lu Qingshan was referring to, he suddenly got stuck, "This?!"

Lu Qingshan nodded at the Tibetan Xiaojian, indicating that she did not admit her mistake.

The woodcarving is lifelike, and what is carved is a beautiful and beautiful woman. Just looking at the eyebrows and nose, it makes Tibetan Xiaojian feel extremely familiar.

Take a closer look, isn't this Mrs. Mo?

Although the age is different, Madam Mo will be older than the statue carved, but the facial features are similar to each other.

Noting the strange reaction of the two, Xue Zhuyong's eyes flickered slightly, but there was no emotional change on the face. He glanced at the two squintly, and calmly said: "The wood carvings on the wooden frame are not sold. ."

"If you don't sell it, don't sell it, then what else do you sell? A broken wood carving shop is more exquisite than Daxia Firm." King Xishu grumbled dissatisfiedly, but Xue Zhuyong seemed unheard of.

Lu Qingshan didn't mind Xue Zhuyong's attitude. Instead, he watched with interest the wooden sculptures of people on the wooden frame that Xue Zhuyong refused to sell.

There are three levels of wooden frames. On the second level in the middle, there are wooden sculptures of figures.

At the center of the second floor of the wooden frame, the wooden sculpture is a woman with a gentle face and a bright smile. Her eyes are full of waves and her face is beautiful, but she is only delicate and beautiful, which is much inferior to Madam Mo's stunning beauty.

To the left of this young woman, there is a wood sculpture of a middle-aged woman. The face of the middle-aged woman is quite marked by the weather, and the brows and eyes reveal a bit of misery and weakness.

On the right is a statue of an elderly couple cuddling together, their faces are full of finely carved wrinkles.

Looking to the side, there are many statues of people with different appearances over the years, but these wood carvings, compared with the cleanliness of the three wood carvings in the middle, look a little bleak, and you can faintly see a shallow layer. Dust covered it.

It's like a lazy shopkeeper who only cleans the most conspicuous wood carvings when cleaning.

And Mrs. Mo's wood carvings were randomly placed in the leftmost corner of the middle floor, looking unwelcome.

just.

A light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

It doesn't seem to be so underestimated.

Because Madam Mo's wood carvings are also spotless.

After carefully observing the wooden sculptures of the characters on the wooden frame and remembering the faces of the many wooden sculptures in his mind, Lu Qingshan finally moved his attention away from the wooden sculptures and looked at the hanging on the wall. The sword weapon, after a little thought, suddenly asked: "The shopkeeper, although this sword weapon is not for sale, can I watch and play with it up close."

Xue Zhuyong glanced at Lu Qingshan, his voice seemed a little flat, "Whatever."

"Then I would like to thank the shopkeeper." Lu Qingshan politely thanked Xue Zhuyong, and then took down the long sword hanging on the wall, grasping the hilt and waving it lightly, accompanied by a vague sword chant. The voice of San Chifeng also came into view.

【Three feet front】(water)

Grade: Inferior Heavenly Tool

Description: Three feet in the box, and show injustice

Magic effect 1: Break defense +4

Magic effect 2: sword energy damage +25%

Magic effect 3: Flying sword speed +20%, attack speed +10%

Special effects: [Slashing the demon] (passive): Three feet front can slash the dragon. Damage to monsters +20%

[Zang Feng] (Passive): Ten years of sharpening a sword, never tried Frost Blade. In the non-combat state, the damage caused by the next attack of the three-foot front will increase over time, up to 100% (it takes ten days to reach the maximum bonus)

[Three feet]: Jian Qixing runs to Wanlizhu. When a sword hits, it can consume 30% of the upper limit of its spiritual power, and immediately add two identical attacks.

Cooling time: three days

...

This is the heavenly sword weapon, and its power is undoubtedly obvious.

If he has a three-foot front as his natal sword, and three-foot combined with his wind-cutting secret sword, he can cut nine swords in an instant. If he adds the hidden front effect in the strongest state, he will even have confidence. Mo Yan and Hidden Xiaojian laid the groundwork for them, and slashed Han Halal with one sword.

"Good sword!" Lu Qingshan exclaimed, then put the Sanchifeng back to its original position, and pointed to the unusually ferocious Jiaolong wood carving on the wooden frame and asked: "Is this wood carving sold?"

"Twelve taels of silver~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xue Zhuyong glanced at the dragon wood carving, and replied dumbly, "Each person can only buy one wood carving a day. "

"As it is, it makes sense that the woodcarvings with such skillful workmanship have many restrictions." Lu Qingshan responded politely but very seriously, and at the same time handed over ten taels of silver.

Xue Zhuyong took the silver, didn't even look at it, and threw the silver into the bamboo basket in the corner to accumulate dust.

Hidden Little Sword pondered for a while. Although he didn't understand Lu Qingshan's purpose, he still learned from Lu Qingshan. He picked a woodcarving monster and said to Xue Zhuyong, "I will buy one too."

After taking the Jiaolong woodcarving, Lu Qingshan didn't get too entangled in the woodcarving shop, and walked out silently.

...

Leaving the woodcarving shop, Hidden Little Sword followed Lu Qingshan's back, unblinking his eyes to look at Lu Qingshan's back, he stopped talking, his mouth opened several times, but every time he caught the words Put it back again.

Faced with Xue Zhuyong's stubborn behavior, her first reaction was to ask Lu Qingshan what ideas and thoughts she had.

However, they had made an agreement from the beginning, and after finding the Patriarch of the Mo family, San Chi Feng's belongings were all based on their own ability.

Because of the relationship between competitors, she is not suitable to ask this question.

Looking back at the squeaky look of Hidden Xiaojian, Lu Qingshan felt a little funny.

He also understood the little girl's mind.

But the situation is indeed just like what Zang Xiaojian had scrutinized. He is now a competitor with Zang Xiaojian.

Even if he gets along well with the Tibetan Xiaojian, but Sanchifeng has only one handle. He has no reason to tell his rivals about his ideas.