Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 64 Immortal Treasure
"You're drinking again."

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Linxian with a resentful look on her face.

Jiang Linxian chuckled:

"No, no."

Perhaps only he, the only daughter, could say this. Otherwise, even if the head of Huaqing Sect dared to persuade him not to drink today, he would be struck by two swords.

today.

Jiang Yan saw the mark left by Jiang Linxian outside Zhu’s room, so she came here.

"Dad, have you found the people from the Ghost Sect?"

Jiang Linxian didn't care at all:
"Just a few fleas, just a little harder to catch."

Jiang Yan was helpless.

Her father always looks unreliable and is a violent maniac.

However, looking at the entire An Ning Mansion, there are not many people who can take his sword, so almost anything he wants to do can be done.

What he can't do, no one else can do either.

Jiang Yan complained coquettishly:
"father"

"Okay, okay, I'll be careful, that's all."

Jiang Linxian habitually placed her hand on the wine jug behind her, then pulled it back angrily.

"Someone from the Ghost Sect took something they shouldn't have, and they must take it back."

"So there's news about Xianbao?"

Jiang Yan was delighted.

Jiang Linxian nodded, with a hint of sword intent in his eyes:
"almost."

Tianyi Hall.

Li Rui brandished his long sword as if it were nothing, stirring up gusts of wind.

Suddenly it became relaxed, like an old turtle coiling on a rock; every movement and stillness were in accordance with the laws of nature.

Action and stillness are just a thought away.

call!
He let out a long breath, frowned slightly as he looked at the long sword in his hand.

"Too light."

Since his breakthrough, thirty-seven kilograms of iron could no longer satisfy his needs.

"It needs to be heavier!"

After a rough estimate, it is estimated that only a 70-jin sword can unleash the full power of the White Ape Sword.

A worker must first sharpen his tools if he wants to do well.

If you want to travel the world, you must wield a sword skillfully.

When fighting against others, the slightest advantage can decide life or death, so this matter cannot be taken lightly.

Li Rui put away the knife and walked out of the black market building.

"Master Li."

As soon as I walked out of the door, a capable man came up to me flatteringly: "If you have anything to do, just leave it to us."

The man's name is Mao Kai.

He is the new commander promoted by Li Rui.

The commander is just an internal position in the black market, so he, the deacon, only needs to be approved.

Building your own team often starts with promotion.

Mao Kai will be labeled as Li Rui for the rest of his life.

Li Rui chuckled.

Quite clever.

"No, I'll walk by myself."

Mao Kai walked backwards, completely exposing the road to the black market to Li Rui.

The State of Yu implemented state-run salt and iron production, so it was not easy for ordinary people to buy weapons.

The "iron" here refers to iron smelting.

Compared with private salt production, the government’s control over iron smelting was more stringent.

There is no room for negotiation at all.

The fundamental reason why knights use force to quell chaos and strictly control iron smelting is, of course, to prevent people from privately casting weapons, which is a serious crime that will implicate nine generations of the clan.

If you want to buy weapons, you have to go to the government.

You can only go to blacksmith shops registered with the government, or some big forces.

Coincidentally, the Tiandi Alliance is one of them.

Not long after.

Li Rui came to the Wenwu Hall.

After the last competition, his reputation became much more famous.

"Master Li."

The young disciple who sold him the long sword last time came running towards him.

Although the head of the Wenwu Hall has changed, most of the disciples in the hall are still the original ones. Otherwise, it would be too absurd to change a head and a group of people.

"Come and buy a knife."

When the young disciple heard this, he was stunned at first: "Master Li, do you want to buy a spiritual sword?"

Li Rui once bought a 30-jin knife from him, and he still remembers it.

Li Rui shook his head: "No, the last knife was too light. I want to make a heavier knife. 70 kilograms is best."

Seventy kilograms!
Hearing this number, the young disciple took a deep breath.

"Can't type it out?"

Seeing the young disciple's expression, Li Rui asked.

The young disciple of the Wenwu Hall shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, it's just that a 70-jin sword made of ordinary pig iron would be at least six feet high, unless some spiritual iron is used."

Li Rui frowned.

This is indeed a problem. The density of pig iron is limited. A six-foot knife is too conspicuous and not easy to use.

"How much silver does it cost to use the spirit iron?"

The young disciple has been in the Wenwu Hall for many years. Although he is not proficient in the art of forging weapons, he is good at estimating prices.

"It'll cost about three hundred taels, and that's using the cheapest black iron."

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Li Rui was speechless.

Warriors are really money-eating beasts. Just buying a set of clothes will cost them a huge amount of money.

He spent all his money on buying spiritual soil.

I had nothing at the time, so how could I take out three hundred taels of silver?

"Next time."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a familiar young man appeared beside him.

"Master Li, I have some spare money here, would you like to use it first?"

Li Rui turned his head.

Just saw Liu Tong’s handsome face.

"It turned out to be Xiao Liu."

Ever since Liu Tong shined in the competition and won the admission quota to the Huaqing Sect, his status in the Dharma Hall has become unprecedentedly high, second only to the chief and deputy hall masters.

Yes, after his brother-in-law Zhang Yang lost, he decisively transferred from the Wenwu Hall to the Chuanfa Hall.

How high-spirited he is.

Li Rui laughed: "Then I won't be polite."

Although Liu Tong joined the Tiandi Alliance with the help of his brother-in-law Zhang Yang, his family also had considerable strength in Qinghe. Otherwise, if he only relied on Zhang Yang's money, he would not have had the money to party every night.

"I was taken care of by the head of Tianyi Hall when I was there. This little money is nothing."

Li Rui grinned.

It's really generous.

Now with Liu Tong's potential, I'm afraid all his family's money is at his disposal.

Although Li Rui's status is not low, it cannot be compared with the family that has accumulated wealth for decades.

"Let's put it this way. It's unreasonable to borrow money and not pay it back. The river and the woods are still thinking of you. You can come back to the hall to have a look when you have time."

Liu Tong sighed: "It's still more comfortable to live in the building. I'll treat you guys to a drink some other day."

"Very good."

Li Rui smiled and nodded.

Liu Tong is good at making friends and managing relationships. If he can really go to Huaqing Sect, he should be able to do well.

Seven days passed in a row.

It takes longer to forge spiritual weapons than ordinary weapons.

Ask Li Rui to wait for a while.

"Master Li, this is your knife."

The young disciple smiled and struggled to lift the big knife out.

This knife is four feet and three inches long, and the back of the knife is about an inch thick, which looks quite solid. In addition, the blade is black all over, like ink.

This is because it is mixed with the spiritual ore black iron.

Corresponding to the spiritual soil, there are spiritual ores in the world. Weapons made with spiritual ores, iron and stone are called spiritual weapons.

The effects of spiritual ore and iron stone are different because of their different materials.

This black iron is the most common type of spiritual ore. It doesn’t have many uses, but it’s heavy.

But this meets Li Rui's needs.

The young disciple's eyelids were trembling violently.

Li Rui actually lifted up the black sword with one hand.

"Good knife!"

(End of this chapter)