Ziwei Immortal Path

Chapter 23 Sword Training
"What? Three hundred spirit stones?"

Xu Boyang couldn't help but ask again.

The waiter at Jianyi Pavilion was not very old, but he looked very noble. He was wearing a light silver Taoist robe and was dressed quite elegantly. It was obvious that he was also a cultivator.

He held the Qingyuan Sword in his hand, and the sword body suddenly emitted a frosty green light and made a buzzing sound.

Facing Xu Boyang's questioning, he did not reveal anything, but nodded lightly and said:
"This is a Foundation Establishment Stage magical weapon. Now the sword body is damaged, and at least half of its spiritual power is cut off. If we take it to our pavilion, we need to ask a Foundation Establishment Taoist to re-refine it, adding spiritual objects such as scorching fire grass, cold iron, and black ice crystals. It will take at least a month to repair it. To be honest, this price is not high."

Xu Boyang was speechless after hearing this. He glanced at Fei Wenyu, took his sword back, and walked out. After he came out, he said in a muffled voice, "Brother Fei, what do you think?"

Fei Wenyu replied truthfully, "The price isn't that high, after all. It's a Foundation Establishment artifact. A newly minted one costs around five hundred spirit stones, but sometimes repairing it can be more troublesome than forging it. He wants three hundred, and who knows, he might even ask for that much."

Where could Xu Boyang find three hundred spirit stones? Before leaving, he went to the ghost market and bought some healing pills to replenish his energy. Now he only had more than one hundred and fifty pills left in his bag.

If it was a little less, I could bargain for it, but since this sword is missing half, I'm afraid it can't be repaired.

"Let's go! Ask somewhere else!"

Xu Boyang did not give up and walked away.

The two of them went in and out of shops for half an hour. The prices got higher and higher, and there were even two or three shops that simply refused to accept any of their goods. Only then did Xu Boyang realize that the situation was exactly as Fei Wenyu had said.

He gained nothing, but Fei Wenyu sold all the small magical instruments of the Nascent Soul stage in his storage bag and got more than two hundred spirit stones.

Xu Boyang looked at his smiling face and felt a little itchy, but he was too embarrassed to ask him to borrow money, so he had to return to Jianyi Pavilion and ask the waiter, "

"Can the price be cheaper, or can the pills be exchanged?"

When the cultivator saw him go and come back, he knew what was going on and naturally was unwilling to give up even a little bit. As for the Nascent Soul Pill that Xu Boyang took out, he even looked down on it.

Seeing the monk's contemptuous look, Xu Boyang became furious and slammed the door and left in anger.

Fei Wenyu finally understood that this Huang Ting Immortal Family disciple actually had no spirit stones. He quickly chased after him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said:

"You didn't bring enough spirit stones. Why didn't you tell me? I'll give you three hundred spirit stones."

After saying that, he took out a storage bag from his sleeve and handed it over.

"No, no, no!"

Xu Boyang was just impulsive just now, but now that he has come to his senses, he has decided not to repair the sword.

Only he himself knows about his stomachache, how could he not know his current situation? It is easy to borrow, but how can he pay it back? Should he stay for three years without practicing and wait for the Ding family to pay him?
I have just started practicing cultivation, how can I do something that puts the cart before the horse?
"Forget it, Brother Fei, the price is too high, it's not worth it."

Xu Boyang looked at the storage bag that Fei Wenyu handed over and pushed it back cruelly.

Fei Wenyu was a little puzzled, and then said: "It's okay, we came here together, and it's not worth it to return empty-handed. I'll help you with the payment first, and you can give me the money later."

Xu Boyang shook his head and said, "Forget it. This price is not as good as buying a new one. Brother Fei, please take it back!"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Fei Wenyu naturally had nothing to say. He put the storage bag back into his sleeve and said, "Okay, then, does Boyang plan to take a look at anything else?"

"Let's go! You still have a few talismans that you haven't used yet. Let's go to the talisman office and take a look."

Xu Boyang had already recovered his composure. He had just felt a little unhappy because he saw the guy from Jianyi Pavilion looking down on others. After coming out, he became much more sober and replied calmly.

"Ah."

Fei Wenyu was just pretending. After all, three hundred spirit stones was not a small amount. It was equivalent to his income for two years. If he was really that wealthy, he would not have kept the Qingyuan Sword for so many years. To put it bluntly, he was reluctant to part with it.

Two years ago, Xu Boyang sold the batch of Soul-Nourishing Pills to independent cultivators who frequently went to the north. He made a lot of money, otherwise he wouldn't have so much money now.

But doing business requires steady progress. You may get rich overnight occasionally, but you won’t be able to have fun every night.

If Xu Boyang had really taken it without saying a word today, Fei Wenyu might have felt bad for half a year. Seeing that Xu Boyang was unmoved, he naturally went along with it and stopped nagging.

The silver-robed monk from Jianyi Pavilion gathered his sleeves, stretched his neck, and looked at the two people outside the door pushing and shoving each other, and finally leaving one after another. He couldn't help but laugh to himself:
"This market is truly full of all kinds of monsters and demons. A humble kid from a noble family managed to get a foundation-building magical tool from nowhere, and even wants to come to 'Square Cun Room' to repair it. He's truly ignorant of the length of a horse's face and the bend of an ox's horns!"

Then he hummed a little tune and returned to his counter. He took out a pot of spirit wine and a small silver wine cup from the bottom cabinet, filled a cup, stared at the fine and dense wine foam on the wine cup, admired it for a while, lowered his head and took a deep sniff.

I suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy.

I picked it up and took a sip.
"Good wine!"

Raise your glass and drink it all!

"Tick!"

As soon as he put his hand down, a drop of water suddenly appeared in the wine cup.

"Tick!"

Another drop of water fell!

It fell right into the wine cup!
The silver-robed monk looked up inexplicably, gazing at the roof tiles above. They were not damaged, so he had no idea where the water came from.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. There was a huge formation blocking this small space, so how could it rain?

Just as I was surprised, my eyes suddenly blurred, the scenery around me changed like waves, and rain poured down from the sky.

The heavy rain came pouring down, and the silver-robed monk was caught off guard. He was soaked like a drowned rat. He hurriedly performed a "Dust Cleansing Spell", but it turned out to be completely ineffective.

He was horrified and took a few steps quickly, only to find himself in a strange and quiet ancient forest. Under the heavy rain, he could vaguely see towering ancient trees and vines all over the ground.

When he saw this scene, he was struck by lightning. He fell to his knees, his teeth chattering, his voice trembling:

"Disciple Zhang Guanzhi...pays homage to the Taoist priest!"

From the depths of the rainforest came a faint and indifferent female voice, which immediately suppressed the sound of rain.

"So you're from the Nanhuai Zhang family. Let me ask you, who sold you the sword just now?"

Zhang Guanzhi thought he had been caught drinking on duty and had prepared himself for punishment, but he didn't expect to be asked such an irrelevant question. He was relieved, but he still didn't dare to be careless and answered respectfully:

"Replying to Master Yu, no one is selling swords today."

"unmanned?"

He asked in the rain forest, his tone seemed a little strange, and then said,
"Think about it carefully before answering."

The heavy rain in the sky suddenly became faster, and it kept falling, making a noise like jade beads falling on a plate, and it fell on Zhang Guanzhi, making his back hurt, which was no less than being beaten with hundreds of boards or whipped hundreds of times.

Zhang Guanzhi was in unbearable pain and could not see. He was terrified and thought quickly in his mind. He had sold two foundation-building swords today, but no one came to sell swords. If anyone came to sell swords, it would be the boy who just came to repair the sword.

He suddenly woke up, endured the pain, and hurriedly said: "Reply, reply to the Taoist priest, just a moment ago, a young man in a white robe came to repair the sword, but he thought the price was too high and left."

The heavy rain suddenly subsided, turning into a gentle drizzle. After a long while, a bronze token suddenly flew out of the rainforest. It was made of an ancient material, shaped like the sky and earth, and glowed with a faint halo.

"Disciple of the Zhang family, take my token and find a newly forged foundation-building sword. Go find that person and exchange it for the sword. I'll give you the spirit stones later."

"Also, go to the management office in your name and investigate this person's background. Remember, you are the only one who knows this. Once you have done the investigation, use your spirit to control the token, and you will be able to see me."

Zhang Guanzhi took it in a hurry, and saw a floating cloud outlined on one side of the token, and the word "lacquer" written in ancient seal script on the other side.

As soon as he saw this word, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, as if he had seen a god. He was so scared that he trembled all over and was speechless for a long time. He could only kowtow twice in a row.

"What are you still standing there for? Go now!"

"Disciple, disciple obeys your command."

Zhang Guanzhi struggled to get up, turned around and ran, but he fell head over heels. When he struggled to get up, he found that he was still sitting on the counter of Jianyi Pavilion. He turned around and ran, but he bumped into the container instead. The magic weapons on the container immediately fell to the ground with clanging sounds.

Hearing the commotion from the back hall, a young monk dressed like Zhang Guanzhi hurried out. Looking at the mess on the ground, he asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Zhang, what happened to you? Eh? Why are you soaked?"

Zhang Guanzhi was almost out of his mind, so he didn't care about these things. He knelt on the ground and searched for it. He found a magic sword and took it in his hand. He said hurriedly, "Brother Bian, please help me watch the shop. I have something urgent to go out for."

After saying that, she didn't care whether he agreed or not, and turned around and ran out.

The fellow student surnamed Bian looked at him in surprise and asked, "Brother Zhang is usually calm and composed. What's wrong with him today?"

He was puzzled for a moment, looked at the magic weapons on the ground, sighed, and began to clean them up.

"Flying Bird Talisman?"

Fei Wenyu went into the inner courtyard to find the shopkeeper to sell talismans. Xu Boyang was alone with nothing to do, so he wandered around and suddenly saw a stack of talisman paper with the words "Flying Bird Talisman" written on it.

The receptionist saw it and said with a smile, "This bird talisman is from the Condensation Stage. It contains the blood of a demonic bird and can transform into a bird, usually a hawk or crane. It can be used as a short-term flying tool or to send messages."

Xu Boyang listened with great interest and asked, "How much is it?"

"One for ten spirit stones."

Xu Boyang smacked his lips and stopped talking.

Still too expensive!

Talismans, like elixirs, are disposable consumables that disappear after use. However, elixirs can always assist in cultivation, which can benefit you for a lifetime. However, talismans are mostly used in battles or to provide convenience, and cannot increase your cultivation.

Xu Boyang looked down at the other talismans again. The talismans in this talisman store were varied and had everything. Although he couldn't afford them at the moment, it was still an opportunity to broaden his horizons.

As I looked around, I couldn't help but secretly regret leaving in such a hurry. If I had known I couldn't cultivate a sword, I should have gone shopping. Even if I couldn't afford it, it would at least broaden my horizons. Unfortunately, the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back.

It will cost another ten spirit stones to come in again.

In fact, after seeing what he saw today, Xu Boyang has decided not to come to this "square inch room" again in the short term. Firstly, the things are too expensive, and secondly, many things he cannot use at the moment. He will only consider it after he has at least entered the "Shenwang Realm" and earned enough spirit stones.

"Boyang."

Fei Wenyu came out with a rosy face and a big smile on her face. Xu Boyang knew it was done as soon as he saw it. He forced a smile and said, "Can we go now?"

"Yeah, it's all out."

Fei Wenyu was in a very good mood and laughed loudly.

"This is a complete misunderstanding. I was supposed to be helping you with your sword repair, but you didn't manage to complete it, and I ended up selling all my stuff. If you have any talismans you like, I'll buy you two."

"No, I'll just take a look. I don't have any use for these things right now."

Xu Boyang had no intention of taking advantage of others. He always made money based on his own ability. He didn't like things that came without working for them.

As the two of them were talking, they walked out of the door. Suddenly, they looked up and saw a man in a silver robe holding his waist with one hand and holding a long sword in the other. He said breathlessly:
"You two, you're here! It was so hard for me to find you..."

A guy from Jianyi Pavilion?

Xu Boyang and Fei Wenyu looked at each other in confusion, wondering why this person suddenly came to them.

Regret it?
The disdainful expression on his face just now was still before his eyes. Xu Boyang had no good impression of this man. He couldn't help but feel suspicious and asked with a frown, "Why did you come to see us?"

This person was naturally Zhang Guanzhi. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"My name is Zhang Guanzhi from Jianyi Pavilion. You two just came to my house to have your swords repaired. An elder in my family has taken a liking to your sword and is willing to exchange it for a brand new foundation-building sword. I wonder if you two could help me with this?"

"Is there such a good thing?"

Fei Wenyu's eyes lit up. This broken sword cost only ninety spirit stones, while a brand new foundation-building magic weapon would cost at least five hundred spirit stones. He could make a net profit of more than four hundred spirit stones by reselling it. Only a fool would not trade it!

But Xu Boyang is that fool!

"Don't change!"

Xu Boyang said something, then waved his sleeves and left.

"what?"

Zhang Guanzhi and Fei Wenyu were both dumbfounded, watching Xu Boyang leave.

Fei Wenyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, then said to Zhang Guanzhi, "I'm sorry, this sword belongs to my friend, so what I say doesn't count."

After saying that, he hurriedly chased after Xu Boyang.

Only Zhang Guanzhi was left, disheveled in the wind.

This time he was at a loss, as the senior had not told him what to do if the other party refused to exchange it, and he had not expected that he could not exchange a brand new foundation-building magic sword for a broken one.

What's the point?
Is this guy crazy?

He naturally didn't know Xu Boyang's concerns.

As soon as Xu Boyang heard the words "elders in the family", he felt a chill in his heart, realizing that he was being noticed. He no longer cared about the foundation-building magic sword and quickly ran away.

"Boyang, you are truly open-minded. It is definitely not something we would do to bow our heads and scrape our heads!" Fei Wenyu gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely.

"Humph!"

Xu Boyang snorted, glanced back, and said softly,
"Brother Fei, have you ever seen a pie falling from the sky?"

"No...no...of course not." Fei Wenyu laughed when he heard that.

Xu Boyang frowned and said coldly, "That's it. Look at how arrogant he was before, and how he behaves like a scoundrel now. As the saying goes, those who show kindness without any reason are either treacherous or thieves."

(End of this chapter)