Simplification of the Dao: From Perfect Archery to Real Immortal

Chapter 26 The name of the sword breaks dawn!Chen Ling worried
"Yeah, these gangs are doing all kinds of evil, they are simply parasites in Mucheng!"

Lin Changsheng secretly laughed in his heart.

Yan Zhen probably didn't expect that the hero was sitting in front of her right now.

"Changsheng, are you now at Baicao Hall? Didn't I hear that you went to the Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts?"

Yan Zhen's beautiful eyes flashed, and she asked.

"That's right, I learned Iron Sand Palm, and in order to strengthen my body, I joined Baicaotang again, and now I can make Qi-replenishing pills."

Lin Changsheng briefly mentioned it and said.

"Are you able to refine qi pills?! That's great, but your current body is indeed much stronger than before!"

Yan Zhen pinched Lin Changsheng's arm, and found that his arm muscles were bulging and extremely strong, and she couldn't help being a little shocked.

"Sister Zhen, I'm done eating, thank you."

Lin Changsheng chuckled, wiped his mouth after eating, and said to Yanzhen.

"Why are you being polite to me? Come more when you have time."

Yan Zhen smiled.

"Ok!"

Lin Changsheng bid farewell to Sister Zhen and went to Zhang's blacksmith shop in the west of the city.

pastoral city.

West City.

Lin Changsheng stood at the door of Zhang's blacksmith shop.

Just now, he handed Chen Ling's account book to the postman and sent it to the big city in southern Fujian. It is estimated that Chen Ling will be imprisoned and beheaded soon.

He has done too many evil things.

Enough for him to die several times.

Zhang's blacksmith shop has a history of nearly a hundred years in Mucheng. The whole family has been blacksmiths for generations.

Whether it is agricultural tools or weapons such as swords, the Zhang family is second to none in the city.

The blacksmith's shop is at the end of the west city. The shop is very large and divided into two stalls. The left side sells farm tools and daily necessities, and the right side sells eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds.

"Brother, hello, what kind of weapon do you want to buy?"

When Lin Changsheng walked into the blacksmith shop that sold swords, a tall, dark-skinned young man with a resolute face and piercing eyes greeted him.

"I want to buy a long knife."

Lin Changsheng looked at the weapons on the weapon rack and said.

He found that among the eighteen kinds of weapons, there are many swords.

"Brother, you are really right to come to us. We have refined iron knives, cutting iron knives, and hundred-refined refined steel knives. You can take a look and choose as you like!"

The young man enthusiastically introduced Lin Changsheng.

"Well, these knives are a bit lighter, are there any heavier knives?"

Lin Changsheng picked up these knives and waved them casually, feeling light and light, almost embarrassing. After the 5th level of his golden bell cover, his physical strength has been greatly enhanced, and his bones have become much thicker!
These ordinary knives couldn't match his current strength in terms of weight.

"Yes! Come with me!"

Hearing Lin Changsheng's words, the young man showed a look of surprise in his eyes, nodded, and walked towards the back hall.

The knives displayed in the shop can be used by ordinary third-rate masters.

The boy in front of him actually wanted a heavier knife, which was beyond his expectation.

Zhang's blacksmith shop, with the store in front and the blacksmith's place in the back, is very hot, and by the wind stove, five or six muscular men are sweating profusely.

There were bangs and bangs, one after another.

The young man led Lin Changsheng to a room with a radius of three feet. There were seventeen or eight weapons hanging on the walls inside, including swords, guns, swords and halberds.

The young man stepped forward, took out one of the long black knives, handed it to Lin Changsheng, and said. "Brother, this knife is mixed with some foreign iron, so the knife is relatively heavy, do you think it suits you?"

This knife is more than three feet long and two and a half inches wide. The blade is black and the handle is engraved with grid patterns.

The scabbard is also carved with lattice patterns.

Lin Changsheng took the knife and danced it a few times, stroking the blade lightly, only feeling a sharp and cold feeling coming from his fingertips, and the dance was very smooth.

"Not bad!"

Lin Changsheng praised secretly in his heart, looked at the young Zhang Yi and asked. "How do you sell this knife?"

"It took two months to forge this knife with thousands of hammers. If you really want it, give it 2 taels."

Zhang Yi thought for a while and said.

Since this knife became a knife, it has not been sold for three years. One is that it is a bit expensive, and the other is that ordinary swordsmen dislike it too much.

"20 taels! I want it!"

Lin Changsheng said with a flash of his eyes.

"Brother, you are pressing too hard, how about this, you give 36 taels and take it, there can be no less."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhang Yi's face.

At first.

Those different irons cost a lot of money, and this knife has been tempered and refined, it is really good, but it is too heavy.

"30 taels, I'll take it, or else, forget it."

Lin Changsheng said in a deep voice with a look of thought in his eyes.

He originally wanted to buy an iron tire bow. With his Nine Stars Lianzhu, he could use his archery skills. As long as he had a strong bow, he could shoot nine arrows in a row. With his first-class state, even a first-class master would surely die.

The wooden hunting bow at Sister Zhen's house was not enough given his current strength.

He wants to get an iron tire bow, so that it can match his strength.

However, at present, Dayu is forbidden to make bows and arrows privately. It is estimated that Zhang Yi will not agree, so he will let it go.

"33 taels!"

There was a look of struggle on Zhang Yi's face.

Lin Changsheng turned around and left. His money didn't come from floods. He agreed on 30 taels, and he didn't spend more than one tael!
"Okay, just 30 taels, you can take it!"

Zhang Yi showed heartache on his face, he held the knife and chased out the door.

Lin Changsheng was very satisfied, took out 30 taels of silver, and left the blacksmith shop.

Wind and thunder knife experience +1
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A gust of wind blew towards Lin Changsheng with the knife on his back, and red experience point prompts popped up constantly on the panel at the corner of his eyes.

"This knife is completely black, and the tip of the knife is slightly white, just like the white belly of a fish in the morning sky, so it is called dawn!"

Lin Changsheng thought to himself.

pastoral city.

County Yamen.

"God! You bless the hero and keep your word!"

Standing in the backyard, Chen Ling looked at the row of thousand-year-old landscape trees in front of him, with deep worry in his eyes.

At the beginning, he recorded all his actions over the years into an account book and handed it over to that person. He knew in his heart that if the account book were exposed, his own heads would not be enough to cut off.

The handle, grasped in the hands of others, made him feel stuck in his throat and could not sleep at night.

"My lord, since yesterday afternoon, many foreign masters have appeared in Mucheng."

At this moment, a middle-aged policeman stepped forward, bowed and clasped his fists.

This person is Zhang Han, Chen Ling's subordinate. He is extremely fierce with the wind saber technique, and his strength is only a hair away from a second-rate master.

"A lot of foreign masters have appeared? Do you know where they come from? Why are they here?"

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes when he heard that.

The appearance of so many masters will have an impact on the stability of Mucheng.

"My lord, as far as I know, there are nearly a hundred masters such as the Five Tigers of Fujian, Canglang Swordsman Lightning Sword, Zidian Flying Sword, and Lingnan Shuangying. Hundred!"

"I heard it was to kill someone."

Zhang Han said in a deep voice.

"Kill someone?"

A thought flashed in Chen Ling's mind, could it be him?

The four masters in Mucheng are dead, and only that person is the most powerful. These foreign masters are likely to come for this master.

It is always a big hidden danger for him to fall into the hands of that person. If these masters come for that person, then maybe he can hope to sleep well.

　Please recommend a monthly ticket, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)