Chapter Five Hundred and Thirtieth Rich and Powerful

"Come on, let's go in."

Seeing Luo Feng suddenly stop, Yue Haitang spoke.

Luo Feng woke up startled, nodded, and the two passed under the copper tripod side by side and entered the Linbao Pavilion.

On the walls of the attic, there are various weapons hanging, such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, hammers and whips... There are all kinds of weapons, but the most common one is the sword.

I don't know when, Zhenwu Continent has formed a tacit understanding that swordsmanship is respected, and other martial arts are second-rate.

Luo Feng disagreed with this.

Surrounded by warriors, they are all choosing their favorite weapons.

Luo Feng glanced at the weapon rack next to him, and shook his head. These weapons are too ordinary, and it can even be said that they are not popular.

"Come on, let's go to the second floor."

Yue Haitang glanced around and said to Luo Feng that she didn't find a suitable weapon.

"Um."

Luo Feng nodded, and the two went up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor seemed a bit empty, with scattered weapons hanging on the walls, and only a dozen warriors were carefully selecting them.

Luo Feng took a look at these people, all of them were at the sixth level of Chakra Realm and above, and one of them was a warrior at the first level of Spiritual Spinning Realm. It seemed that the people who could climb to the second floor were all of some status.

"You two, what kind of weapon do you need?" The guy waiting beside saw Luo Feng and Yue Haitang's extraordinary bearing, and immediately greeted them enthusiastically.

Yue Haitang said: "I need a sword."

When the man heard that it was business, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the weapon rack next to him and said, "You two, these swords are made by famous masters, and the quality is high-quality."

While talking, the buddy drew out a sword and handed it over, "This sword is called Yushui. It is forged from the Lianshui Yuan mine in the North Sea. It cuts iron like mud! The price is two thousand taels of gold!"

Luo Feng took the sword, and pulled it out with a clang. Suddenly, a chill spread, and the light blue sword light flowed in the space like water waves.

Looking at the cold light of the sword's edge, Luo Feng shook his head slightly, this sword is indeed a fine product, but it is only compared to the common world,

Compared to Lingbing, it was like a pile of scrap iron.

"Good sword!"

Luo Feng was about to put down the sword, when a voice came from the side, a middle-aged warrior with a fleshy face approached, and said to the buddy: "Boy, I want this sword!"

The buddy's face brightened, and he could get a lot of commission for selling a sword.

Just about to say yes, at this moment, Luo Feng suddenly put the sword back into the scabbard, looked at the middle-aged warrior, and said calmly: "First come, first come, I bought this sword."

The middle-aged warrior frowned, and snorted coldly: "I don't know what first come, first served, I only know how rich and powerful! I will pay twice the price!"

The buddy was about to speak to dissuade the two of them, but when he heard the words of the middle-aged warrior, his face froze: "Twice as many..."

"good."

The middle-aged warrior nodded, looked at Luo Feng proudly, and stretched out his hand: "Boy, bring the sword."

Luo Feng hugged the sword to his chest, and said with a faint smile: "What a rich man, I pay three times."

The middle-aged warrior originally thought that twice the price would be enough to make the opponent give in. Hearing the voice, his face froze, anger appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth: "Three times!"

"Five times."

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and raised the price five times.

The guy stood by, his face flushed with excitement, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

The value of this water sword was only two or three thousand taels, but now it has suddenly increased to ten thousand taels. It's a big turnaround for salted fish!

"Boy, you must fight against me!"

The middle-aged warrior blushed furiously, looked at Luo Feng with red eyes, and his clothes rattled.

The warriors around saw this scene and were not nervous. The owner of the Linbao Pavilion is rumored to be a master of the Spiritual Spinning Realm, no one dares to make trouble here. There used to be two warriors fighting here, and the bodies of the two were found outside the city gate the next day.

Luo Feng looked at the middle-aged martial artist, his expression still calm, and he said with a smile: "You said it, you are rich and powerful, is this all you have?"

Hearing this, smiles appeared on the faces of the people nearby.

The phrase "wealthy and powerful" was said by the middle-aged warrior himself, and now he was slapped in the face by his own words.

The corners of the middle-aged warrior's eyes twitched violently. If it was in other places, he would have fought a long time ago, but he is also very afraid of the owner of the Linbao Pavilion.

"I pay ten times!"

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged warrior raised the price to twenty thousand taels with a wave of his hand. This is already his limit.

suck!

The warriors around gasped, ten times, that is 20,000 gold vehicles, this is not a small amount, double the price, enough to buy a first-grade spirit weapon!

While everyone was waiting for Luo Feng to bid, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Luo Feng's face.

"You really have silver. If you buy this sword with 20,000 taels of gold, I admit defeat."

Luo Feng directly put the sword in the hands of the middle-aged warrior, spreading his hands.

The middle-aged warrior's face froze, knowing that Luo Feng had tricked him, holding the sword, trembling with anger.

"Boy, you wait for me!"

In the end, the middle-aged warrior threatened angrily, threw the two gold tickets to the guy next to him, and went downstairs angrily.

"It turns out that this young man used the aggressive method. Tsk tsk, twenty thousand taels of gold to buy an ordinary sword, this is really 'rich and powerful'."

"I think he did the right thing. That man is too arrogant. The sword that others fancy is what they say they want."

"Although what you said is correct. However, this boy is probably in danger. I know the middle-aged warrior. He is the deputy head of the Qingya Adventure Group."

"Qingya Adventure Group!"

The warriors in the vicinity stopped talking when they heard the news. The Qingya Adventure Group has a fierce style of behavior and is well-known in Wutie Town. Moreover, their group leader is a first-level warrior in the Spirit Spinning Realm.

Luo Feng didn't hear other people's conversation, and he didn't find it on the second floor. The two walked to the third floor.

"Luo Feng, I thought you really fell in love with that sword just now." The two walked side by side, Yue Haitang looked sideways at Luo Feng and said with a smile. He felt that with Luo Feng, various new things happened every day.

Luo Feng shook his head, "I'm just displeased with his attitude and want to teach him a lesson."

"Twenty thousand taels of gold, this lesson is really expensive. I believe he will never forget it in his life." Yue Haitang laughed.

At this time, the two came to the stairs, and the waiter saw that the two were about to go upstairs, so he hurried over.

"You two, you are not allowed to enter or leave the third floor casually."

Selling an ordinary sword at the price of 20,000 taels, the clerk was overjoyed and treated Luo Feng very politely.

Luo Feng frowned and said, "Why?"

The clerk explained: "The third floor is full of spirit soldiers, and the shopkeeper must approve before they can go up."

Luo Feng nodded, waved his hand and said, "Then go and tell your shopkeeper that we want to buy spiritual weapons."

"Both of you want to buy spiritual weapons?" The buddy was stunned. The price of each spiritual weapon is sky-high. Ordinary fighters can't afford it at all.

Luo Feng nodded.

The buddy was overjoyed, the commission for selling a spiritual weapon was ten times that of ordinary weapons.

"Wait a second, I'll let the shopkeeper come right away!"

After saying something with a bright smile, the man quickly ran downstairs.

Soon, the shopkeeper of Linbao Pavilion rushed up. He was a fat man with a rich face, luxurious clothes, and smiling eyes, which gave people a sense of intimacy.

Looking at the shopkeeper, Luo Feng didn't dare to underestimate this person. He felt that the other person's aura was not inferior to his own, and he might be a second-level master of the Spiritual Spinning Realm.

"You two want to buy spiritual soldiers?"

The shopkeeper walked up to him, and asked with a smile, sizing up Luo Feng and Yue Haitang with his eyes.

"Yes, lead the way." Luo Feng nodded.

The shopkeepers, Luo Feng and Bing Ruolan, had extraordinary demeanors, and they already believed half of them in their hearts, and said with their right hands: "Please, both of you."

Luo Feng and the two followed the shopkeeper to the third floor.

The space on the third floor is very large, except for a few weapon racks, there are only four guards with strong breath waiting in the shadows around, making it look extremely empty.

Luo Feng took a look at the four guards. These people had strong auras. Standing there, they seemed to blend in with the surrounding environment. It was impossible for ordinary people to notice their existence.

"They are all chakra level nine masters..."

Luo Feng raised his brows, it seems that Linbao Pavilion is a place where a crouching tiger hides a dragon. From the moment he entered the Linbao Pavilion, he felt someone's aura covering the entire Linbao Pavilion. Obviously, there are experts who have been monitoring the people here, every move, no wonder no one dares to make trouble here.

"Two, these are the spiritual soldiers of our Linbao Pavilion. You can look at them as you like..." The shopkeeper introduced from the side.

Luo Feng nodded, and walked towards the weapon rack with Yue Haitang.

There are not many weapons on the third floor. There are only twenty or thirty weapons on the entire floor. However, each of them exudes waves of vitality, and they are all spirit weapons.

The two walked to a weapon rack, and Yue Haitang reached out to take a sword from the weapon rack, and then slowly pulled it out.

pause time.

A cyan streamer flickered, and the vigor diffused out, causing the temperature of the entire third floor to drop suddenly.

"Sir, you have good eyesight. This is the Qinglin sword, made of Qingxuan stone and the blood essence of the cold tiger monster. The sword is three feet three inches long, and the hilt is six inches long. It can kill people and seal blood, even if you use this sword to kill people. Ling Chi, there won't be any blood flowing out. Although it's only a first-rank spiritual weapon, it's the best among first-grade spiritual weapons. It's worth eighty thousand taels of gold."

The shopkeeper stood by and explained.

Hearing this, Luo Feng's heart moved, this Qinglin sword is only a first-grade spiritual weapon, and it is worth 80,000 taels of gold, which is already half of his wealth.

"Fortunately, I got the Fury Flame Knife in the secret realm."

Luo Feng was very happy in his heart.

"It is indeed a good sword. Unfortunately, it is not suitable for me..."

Clang!

Yue Haitang inserted the sword back into the scabbard, put it back in the weapon rack, and picked out other weapons.

Luo Feng walked beside, looking at the dazzling array of weapons, he released his soul power with all his strength in his heart, looking at each weapon, his eyes were as clear as water.

This Linbao Pavilion is indeed the largest weapon shop in Wutie Town. The weapons on the third floor are all treasures, and the quality of some weapons is even only slightly inferior to the Fuyan Knife.

"Hey! This sword..."

Looking around the hall for half a circle, Luo Feng finally stopped on a long red sword, and took a slight breath.