Realms In The Firmament

The master cabinet listened with a nod, the expression on his face from the beginning did not think otherwise, until now his heart was sincere. When you see Ye Jiao, you actually want to leave, and save it immediately: “Sir, please stay, the son just said a good word. The so-called goods seller, only the person who knows the goods, can see the precious goods. It is true to hide that these weapons here are just hanging outside the shop. As the son said, they are all just like goods, they are used to frighten the outsiders. As for the real soldiers... how can you shake them in front of people like this? The son is a cargo reader. If he is sincere in soliciting troops, can he take the son to the warehouse to see it? ”

Ye smiled and glanced at him. “I'm not as famous as I was when I met the Divine Soldier's Palace. I didn't have a Xuan machine, so, okay. ”

Heartways, I knew you guys weren't happy.

If you don't get scolded, the good stuff will never come out.

The two of them came all the way to the backyard.

First a big man in blue opened a dark door, then a big man in white opened another secret door, which showed the true door of the armory of the Divine Soldier's Palace.

The master cabinet unlocked the door and stepped in with Ye Jiao, closing the door immediately. Several more masters stood outside the door.

It can be seen how tightly this Divine Warrior is defending the Hidden Divine Soldier.

Into the vault, in sight, is a vast space, but there are only three walls with things.

Only three weapons!

On the front wall, is a sword. Left, a knife, right, but a gun! On one side, there is also a small cabinet. In addition, on the other side of the ground, there are a few pieces of less eye-catching metal.

The sword was all in the sheath, and the only gun was on the ground, but the king of the gun scattered in silence, and the world was full of wind.

“The weapons here can still be seen.” Ye smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Jiao still shook his head after a careful look.

This gun is barely noticeable, because it was used in battle formations, open and wide; however, the top experts in general, especially those with strong martial arts, rarely use guns.

Eighty-nine out of ten spiritual weapons belong to swords, and there are very few other kinds of spiritual weapons.

In terms of the gun in front of you, the spirit is missing, but it is no less than a divine soldier, enough to take the flag.

However, while the knife and sword, both in quality and taste, have improved a lot, and cannot be said in the same way as the former so-called "King's Soldier”, Ye Jiao's most important part can merge into the spiritual part, but it is still not.

Or destroyed.

“It seems that the Divine Soldiers of your Divine Warriors... can only be said on the Cold Yang continent...” Ye Xiao did not do any more demanding.

Because, in the basic conditions of the Cold Sun continent, this sword, one shot at a time, is already arguably the top divine weapon!

It is not appropriate to always measure yourself by the standards of blue clouds and sky.

“Is that all? But is there anything else?” Ye chuckled disappointingly and asked: “Even if it's a smaller weapon? A flying knife, a sleeve sword? Flying needle? Or..."

At this time, the master cabinet also saw that this man, although young, was a big expert in casting the top of the line. Such a big expert did not look at his shop at all...

Even the treasure of the town shop... can't be seen.

This also makes the master's face glossy.

Word said: “It is difficult to get into the eyes of the shopkeeper, since the weapons here still cannot get into the eyes of the Guest, I can only say I'm sorry, there are no better weapons,... As for the small weapons, there are... the shopkeeper has a set of flying needles and twelve flying knives... but this is the unfortunate work that the senior master god practitioner was unable to forge before his death... the last process is not completed yet, so this set of relics became a semi-finished work and left in the shopkeeper. Nobody ever asked for it, so I made it as a souvenir...”

Ye laughed not interested and said: "Is it the casting of seniors' relics? That's kind of funny, but let me take a look. ”

“Hmm?” The master cabinet didn't hesitate. He took out a small leather bag just momentarily. When it was unraveled, Ye smiled suddenly and glanced at him.

Inside the leather bag, 108 tiny flying needles, crystalline glitter. Each needle is unusually thin, has a more compact shape, is overflowing with an extreme cold, chilling chestnut, yet this set of needles has a huge other end, namely, no needle tip, no needle tip flying needle, how to injure the enemy defenses, with this disadvantage, this needle is useless.

“Twenty flying needles together are only as thick as my index finger.” Ye chuckled and picked up one in his hand, feeling a pleasant cool. And deep in that kind of killing, I can't help but move: this needle is spiritual and extraordinary.

Mumbled: “How did this flying needle not have a needle tip... but why? ”

“This one hundred and eight flying needles, along with these twelve flying knives, were carefully crafted by the refiner's predecessors from a piece of deep sea brown ice iron, without any other debris. However, there is always nothing suitable for needle tips and knife tips, which are difficult to blend together in order to set aside.” Some embarrassment in the master cabinet.

“So that's how it is.” Ye laughed and dropped the needle.

Picking up the flying knife again, the flying knife is even smaller, each handle has only one finger long and long, beautifully curved, sharp blade is cold; the light flashes.

Yet the flying knife has the same regret as a flying needle, no knife tip!

Deep Ocean Blue Ice Iron!

Ye laughed and remembered walking in his space today, spending 20 million a day refining the four or five kilos of Jinxi, silent for a moment, “These two are good, I'll take them. Offer it. ”

“Want... Want it?” The master cabinet was frightened.

Although many people have seen flying knife needles before and say they are good, the lack of needle tips and knife tips can only be an ornament, difficult to really apply, and no one really wants them. Praise, leave a few sentences: it's a masterpiece… and then leave…

Over the years, this experience has been repeated over and over again. I don't want to see this teenager in front of me. I can't believe he said the three words‘ I want ’.

“Yes! Offer!” Ye smiled definitely nodded.

“This…” The master laughed bitterly: “Please forgive the Guest, but this is not something that money can buy. As the elders of the Refinery once said before the death, this is the sword of the Devil's Blade. It is not a monarch's talent, it cannot be used, it is also a monarch's soldier. If it does not come into being, it should be taken out of the world, and the world must be slaughtered. So he left a message saying," If you meet someone, you don't get a penny, otherwise, it won't be easy. "I only ask... that the relatives take care of me in the future when I encounter the sins of my Divine Soldier Company, or when it is difficult. ”

When I said this, the master cabinet was a little unexpected.

How dare you call yourself... the soldier of the monarch?

This is ridiculous!

It's obvious that you know your weapon is flawed, just to find an excuse not to sell it.

Forget it, since there is such a last words here, just in front of him, the sight is scary, can't see anything, give it to him, give it to him.

It won't sell for another 1,000 years anyway.

It is not a good thing not to taste it if you can make a good fortune!

Ye laughed, however, but his heart moved.

The gaze was concentrated on the needle and knife in front of the eye, which had not been removed for a long time.

Demonic Blade Divine Blade!

Sovereign Soldier!

What does that mean? Anything else?

Ye can't help but remember his previous life nickname: Laughing Monarch!

monarch!

It's me, the monarch? Or a worldly monarch?

If you look carefully at these tiny, yet infinitely fierce blades, Ye can feel it: this is not a defective soldier!

Not even a handmade semi-finished product!

The Deceased Refiner… I'm afraid he will spend all his life building this 120 weapon!

So much so that when it was finished, the oil lamp ran out that it died!

This is the true treasure of the town shop!

True, Divine Soldier!

And leave such a different message, a gift?

Did this Refiner, before dying, actually see through the planet? Do you intend to use this divine soldier as an opportunity to leave a lifeline for your own doorman?

Ye smiled half a bit and said faintly: “Since there is such a last word from Senior Refiner, I also like this set of weapons for ten minutes, so... if one day, you Divine Soldiers offend me... I will let you go! ”

The director's bittersweet smile.

This motherfucker is really not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue... how dare you really climb up the pole... let us go? Who do you think you are? Really...

Anyway, no more words!

But it is true that the old ancestor's last words of the day, and he just said it from his own mouth, can't deny it. It's like eating poo for a while.

Ye smiled slightly, putting the flying needle and flying knife into his arms.

108 flying needles, 12 flying knives, so many things, packed together only a small bag.

“And this gun, I want it too.” Ye smiled pointing to the gun in the middle.

This gun is of other use. Ye Smile once heard Su Nightmoon say that her father, Wang Hua Yang, was best at gunning. In the house, there are most steel guns of all kinds, almost one arsenal.

But when Ye laughed, he knew that this King Huayang, I'm afraid, really didn't have the weapons to take advantage of his hand!

Because… a handful is enough while the weapon is in hand. It doesn't need that much.

And this mutiny in Nanjiang, I'm afraid King Huayang is about to go to war. So when Ye smiled and saw this gun again, he had a plan in mind. Not for anything else, only for the secret maintenance of King Huayang for so many years...

Giving a gun is worth it.

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I have a cold, my nose is so full... I can't imagine how handsome I would catch a cold...