Chapter Five Hundred and Fifth Performance

"Let him in, you can go back." A hoarse voice came from inside the stone gate.

"Yes." The green-skinned steward replied, glanced at Shi Mu, then turned and left.

Shi Mu took a few steps forward, pushed open the stone door and entered the stone house, and saw a mass of crimson flames burning fiercely on the stove in the middle of the room, and the stove was connected to the gutter outside the house, and was stored in the black crater. Outflowing magma.

Beside the flame, a short but muscular man was holding a piece of pitch-black metal with iron tongs on his upper body, and was roasting on the flame.

The short man was less than half of Shi Mu's height, and his face was similar to that of a human race, except that most of his face was covered by a thick gray beard, which was neatly tied up and braided into a braid hanging on his chest. His body was bulging, and his dark red skin was The sparkle reflected in the firelight.

"Master Yongzhu..." Shi Mu cupped his hands and said.

"Give me something." Before Shi Mu finished speaking, the short man stopped his movements without raising his head, stretched out a broad palm, and said.

"Yes." Shi Mu replied, and respectfully handed over the casting hammer.

"Huh!"

Yong Zhu put the casting hammer in front of his eyes for a while, and he couldn't help but let out a little sigh, raised his head, looked at Shi Mu and said.

Shi Mu's gaze was calm, and he met the opponent's gaze.

"If I remember correctly, this is what the old man left for a century-old disciple named Leng Chan... who are you?" Yong Zhu said.

"The junior has nothing to do with it." Shi Mu said frankly.

"Then why is this token in your hand?" Yong Zhu asked.

"When I got this token, I heard people say that no matter who has this token, they can get that spiritual weapon from the master." Shi Mu did not answer Yong Zhu's question, but said like this.

Yong Zhu raised his head and squinted at Shi Mu, then turned his gaze to the casting hammer.

"The person who didn't know who gave you this token, did he ever tell you that the exchange of this token has a time limit?" Yong Zhu said.

"I've never heard of it." Shi Mu was startled.

"Is there any reason for what the old man casts to be dusted by the Lord? When the old man made the agreement with that Leng Chan that day, he agreed on a period of thirty years. The old man waited for him back and forth for forty years. Now the spirit The utensil was resold by the old man a few years ago." Yong Zhu said.

"As far as I know, the master failed to fulfill the contract on time due to some reasons. Now there is such an overdue claim. Is this how the master does business?" Shi Mu frowned and said.

"Don't make such a big fuss. Although you haven't picked up the spiritual artifact after the deadline, since you came here with the token from that year, the old man will not let you take a trip. Now the old man can give you two choices, you can do it yourself Decided." Yong Zhu said.

"What choice?" Shi Mu asked.

"First, you can wait for a few more years, and the old man can tailor a high-grade spiritual weapon for you according to the characteristics of the exercises you practice. It's just that the old man's current attainments in refining weapons are far from what they were back then. , you don’t need to provide the old man with the materials needed for the refiner, but you have to pay a construction fee.” Yong Zhu said.

"Is there another one?" Shi Mu asked.

"Secondly, there are still some spiritual weapons in the old man's spiritual weapon library that have not been able to find a good owner. You can choose one of them as compensation." Yong Zhu said.

"Is it really possible for me to choose one?" Shi Mu asked with a thought.

"You don't have to be too happy. In the old man's spiritual weapon library, from low-grade to top-grade, spiritual weapons of all levels are mixed together. When you choose, you must be outside the restrictions set by the old man. You can't perceive the nature, grade, etc. Therefore, your choice can only be based on luck. Moreover, the old man is not afraid to tell you that most of these spiritual weapons are low-grade. Well, how to choose is up to you. " Yongzhu said.

"The junior chooses the second option." Shi Mu frowned slightly, but said without hesitation.

Yong Zhu was taken aback when he heard this, apparently he didn't expect Shi Mu to make a decision so quickly, let alone Shi Mu would choose the second option so decisively.

"Can you tell me, why didn't you choose the safer first option? Could it be that you can't even wait these few years?" Yong Zhu asked, staring into Shi Mu's eyes.

"This junior is in urgent need of a handy spiritual weapon, and we can't wait too long," Shi Mu said.

The lack of time is indeed one of the reasons for Shi Mu's choice, but it only accounts for a small part.

The reason why he didn't choose the first one was mainly because the exercises he practiced were too special to be known to others, so it was impossible for Yong Zhu to tailor a spiritual weapon according to the characteristics of his exercises.

In addition, the main reason for him to choose the second option is that he is quite confident in his spiritual powers, and believes that even if he is outside the restriction, he can still choose a high-quality spiritual weapon from many spiritual weapons.

"Since you have made your decision, you can't go back on your word at that time. Follow me." Yong Zhu said, then turned and walked towards the interior of the stone house.

A moment later, Yong Zhu stood in front of a seemingly ordinary wall, a crimson light glowed in his hand, and then he wiped it lightly in front of him.

"Chi Chi Chi..." The sound of friction suddenly sounded.

Shi Mu saw that the wall of the stone house in front of him was suddenly sunken, revealing a black passage only half a foot high.

"Follow closely." Yong Zhu said, and walked in.

Seeing this, Shi Mu quickly followed with a short body, and walked into the passage together.

The passage extends downward for more than ten meters, and there is a closed stone chamber underneath.

After entering the stone room, Shi Mu saw seven fist-sized luminous pearls inlaid on the dome of the stone room, arranged like a big dipper, casting a bright white light, which is the only light source in the room.

Around the house, there are ebony shelves on display, full of strangely shaped weapons.

"Okay, all the spirit weapons in the old man's inventory are here, you can go and pick one. Remember, you only have one chance if you choose to let go." Yong Zhu stood alone in the corner of the secret room, with his fists folded Said.

Shi Mu nodded, and immediately released his consciousness to sweep, and found that these wooden shelves were covered with a layer of invisible restrictions, which isolated the consciousness from the outside and could not invade at all.

He didn't show any surprise, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he swept towards the spiritual weapon on the wooden stand.

Since he was good at using long knives, his first glance was at a long knives with a black sheath on the upper left of the wooden frame.

The blade of the long knife was only three fingers wide, but it was four feet long. It was pitch black, and the slightly exposed edge emitted a biting cold light.

However, under the observation of his spiritual eyes, he couldn't see the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the knife at all, and the grade of the material, as if the long knife was just a sharp ordinary weapon.

Shi Mu looked at a spherical spiritual weapon next to him, but found that he still couldn't see through its rank.

After several trials in succession, he couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart.

My own spiritual powers didn't work here, and I was obviously a little bit overwhelmed before.

In this way, the next choice can only rely on luck.

In desperation, the golden light in his eyes disappeared, starting from the top left of the ebony frame, he began to carefully observe each spiritual weapon one by one.

He watched it for more than half an hour, but Yongzhu was extremely patient, and he didn't say anything to urge him, but just stood in the corner, touching his chin from time to time, looking like he was thinking.

In fact, Shi Mu had looked at almost all the spirit weapons on the shelves around the room, but because he couldn't perceive the grade attributes of the spirit weapons, it was still difficult to make a decision.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to choose the black-scabbed long knife he saw at the beginning. After all, he had quite a bit of experience in using knives. smoothly.

Just when he was about to turn around, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a long black stick leaning against the ebony frame, which was almost as high as the ebony frame.

Because it has the same color and length as the wooden frame, Shi Mu's attention was drawn to the spiritual weapon on the wooden frame, and he didn't notice it when he observed it before.

Shi Mu suddenly took a few steps forward, his eyes fixed on the long black stick and began to size up.

I saw that this stick was about Zhang Xu long, as thick as a forearm, and the whole body was jet black. Its appearance was not very smooth, but was covered with small pits, it looked as if it had been hammered out with a forging hammer.

At both ends of the long black stick, there is a darker area on each side, with fine runes engraved on it.

While Shi Mu stared at the long black stick carefully, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. The image of the sky-turning stick falling into his hands from the sky that day suddenly appeared in his mind.

He immediately raised his hand, pointed at the long black stick, and turned to look at Yong Zhu.

Before he could say anything, he found that there seemed to be a trace of annoyance flashing across Yong Zhu's eyes looking at him.

When Shi Mu saw this scene, he was overjoyed, and even the last trace of doubt in his heart was left behind, and he said:

"Master Yongzhu, this junior wants this black stick spiritual weapon."

"Sigh... well, you're lucky, boy." Yong Zhu's eyebrows twitched a few times, and finally he said with a helpless sigh.

As he said, the crimson light in his hand lit up, and he pointed at the seven night pearls on the dome of the stone room with two fingers together, and one of the seven night pearls dimmed.

Seeing Yong Zhu move with one hand, the long black stick flew out from the shelf and flew straight towards Shi Mu.

Shi Mu grasped it with one hand, and immediately released his spiritual sense to feel it for a while, and then waved it a few times, the original joyful expression suddenly disappeared a bit.

"Sure enough, it's a high-grade spiritual tool, but unfortunately it's too light, making it difficult to handle." Shi Mu said with some regret.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his hand sank, and the long black stick almost missed his grip and fell to the ground.

This shocked him quite a bit, and he quickly raised his head to look at Yong Zhu, who was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. (To be continued.)