Chapter 157

The three Chi Feng and the sword of the sky steps are hanging on the wall of a small wood carving shop.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this sword?" Zang Xiaojian asked aloud with his eyes turned.

Xue Zhuyong picked up the wine pot, drank another mouthful of wine, turned his eyes, and replied, "I'm a wood carving shop. I only sell wood carvings, swords, not swords."

"I can offer a lot of spirit stones, just ask." Tibetan Xiaojian was not discouraged, and then added.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you say you don't sell it, you won't sell it, no matter how many Lingshi you give." Xue Zhuyong's tone became a little bad. "If you really want it, take it from me, otherwise don't think about it."

Xue Zhuyong's response was direct, but it was also expected by Zang Xiaojian. When she asked, she just wanted to test Xue Zhuyong's tone first.

She also understood that how could the sword of Tianjie be bought with spirit stone?

"What's the price of this wood carving?" Lu Qingshan didn't care about the sword, but the old God pointed to a figure on the wooden frame and asked.

"Why do you buy wood carvings..." Tibetan Xiaojian turned his head and wondered, but when he saw the wood carvings pointed by Lu Qingshan, his words suddenly stuck, "this?!"

Lu Qingshan nodded to Tibetan sword, indicating that she didn't admit her mistake.

The wood carving is lifelike. What is carved is a beautiful woman with a spring face. Just looking at the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, it makes Zang Xiaojian feel very familiar.

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

Although the age is different, Mrs. Mo will be older than the statue, but the facial features are similar.

Noticing their strange reaction, Xue Zhuyong's eyes flickered slightly, but there was no emotional change on his face. He glanced at them with an oblique eye and said calmly, "the wood carvings of the characters on this wooden frame are not sold."

"If you don't sell this, you don't sell that. What else do you sell? A broken wood carving shop is more exquisite than a summer firm." the king of the West mouse muttered discontentedly, but Xue Zhuyong seemed unheard of.

Lu Qingshan didn't mind Xue Zhuyong's attitude. Instead, he enjoyed the wooden carvings of human figures that Xue Zhuyong refused to sell on the wooden shelf in front of him.

The wooden frame has three floors, and the second floor in the middle is filled with human wood carvings.

In the center of the second floor of the wooden frame, there is a wooden carving. It is a woman with a gentle face and a bright smile. Her eyes are full of waves and her face is beautiful, but it is only beautiful. It is much inferior to Mrs. Mo's beauty.

On the left of the young woman, there is a wood carving of a middle-aged woman. There are traces of wind and frost years on the middle-aged woman's face, and there is something of sadness and weakness between her eyebrows and eyes.

On the right is a pair of statues of elderly couples snuggling together. Their faces are full of finely carved wrinkles.

Looking aside, there are many figures and statues of different ages and bearing. However, compared with the cleanliness of the three wood carvings in the middle, these wood carvings seem a little dark. You can vaguely see a layer of shallow dust on them.

It's like a lazy shopkeeper who only cleaned the wood carvings in the most prominent place when cleaning.

The wood carvings of Mrs. Mo are placed in the leftmost corner at will, looking unpopular.

Just.

A flash of light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

It doesn't seem to be so ignored.

Because the wood carvings of Mrs. Mo are also spotless.

After carefully observing the figure wood carvings on the wooden frame and firmly remembering the faces of many wood carvings in his mind, Lu Qingshan finally moved his attention away from the wood carvings, looked at the sword hanging on the wall, thought a little, and suddenly asked, "palm cabinet, although this sword is not for sale, can I watch and play close."

Xue Zhuyong glanced at Lu Qingshan. His voice was a little flat, "casually."

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Lu Qingshan politely thanked Xue Zhuyong, then took down the long sword hanging on the wall, grabbed the handle and waved it gently. With the sound of sword singing, the information of three feet front also came into sight.

[three feet front] (water)

Grade: inferior celestial artifact

Note: there is a three foot front in the box, and the uneven person is shown

Magic weapon effect 1: Defence breaking + 4

Magic weapon effect 2: Sword Qi damage + 25%

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

Special effect: [demon cutting] (passive): the three foot front can cut the dragon. Damage caused to monsters + 20%

[Zang Feng] (passive): I've sharpened a sword for ten years, but I haven't tried the 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]: the sword rises and the star runs thousands of miles to kill. When a sword hits, you can spend 30% of your maximum spiritual power and immediately add two identical attacks.

Cooling time: three days

……

This is the Tianjie sword. There is no doubt that it is powerful.

If he has three Chi Feng as his life sword, and three Chi is matched with his chopping wind secret sword, he can cut nine swords in an instant.

If coupled with the Tibetan Feng effect in the strongest state, he even has self-confidence. Without the foreshadowing of Mo Yan and Tibetan sword, he will kill immortal Hanqing with one sword.

"Good sword!" Lu Qingshan exclaimed. Then he put the three Chi Feng back in place, pointed to the ferocious dragon wood carving on the wooden frame and asked, "sell this wood carving?"

"Ten Liang silver." Xue Zhuyong looked at the Dragon wood carving and replied in a dull voice, "everyone can only buy one wood carving a day at most."

"If so, it's reasonable that there are many restrictions on such exquisite wood carvings." Lu Qingshan responded politely but very seriously, and handed over ten liang of silver at the same time.

Xue Zhuyong took the silver and did not look at it. As soon as he threw it away, he threw it into the bamboo basket in the corner to accumulate ash.

Tibetan Xiaojian thought about it. Although he didn't understand Lu Qingshan's purpose, he also learned from Lu Qingshan. He chose a monster wood carving like a model and said to Xue Zhuyong, "I'll buy one too."

After taking the Jiaolong wood carving, Lu Qingshan didn't tangle more in the wood carving shop, and silently withdrew.

……

After leaving the wood carving shop, Zang Xiaojian followed behind Lu Qingshan. He looked at Lu Qingshan's back without blinking. He wanted to talk and stopped. His mouth opened several times, but each time he took back the words that came to his mouth.

In the face of Xue Zhuyong's insistence on oil and salt, her first reaction was to ask Lu Qingshan what ideas and ideas she had.

However, they agreed at the beginning. After finding the owner of the Mo family, the ownership of sanchifeng depends on their abilities.

Because of her competitors, she is not suitable to ask this question.

Looking back, Lu Qingshan felt a little funny when he saw the little sword in his eyes.

He understood the little girl's mind.

But the situation is exactly what Tibetan Xiaojian is worried about. He is now a competitor with Tibetan Xiaojian.

Even if he gets along well with Zang Xiaojian, there is only one three foot Feng. He has no reason to tell his competitors his ideas.