Chapter 81 The Sword Has Eyes

Really? He Lingchuan took the letter and asked, "Is this written by Sun Fuping?"

"Yes." He Chunhua shook the book in his hand, "The trophies collected from him."

The Blackwater City Army killed Sun Fuping with the help of Gale Army heroes and monsters. He Chunhua would never give up the opportunity to search for the relics of the former Imperial Master.

He Yue was curious: "What else was written in the notebook?"

"Supernatural powers, magic pills, and strange objects are the so-called demonic arts." He Chunhua put away the notebook, "I wanted to see if there were any secrets about military aircraft recorded in it."

He Lingchuan was also curious: "Is there any?"

"No."

After eating and drinking, He Lingchuan stood up and resigned.

As soon as he walked out of the garden, Uncle Hao followed him and said sincerely: "Thank you, young master."

He Lingchuan knew that he was thanking him for killing Nian Songyu and avenging the kite demon. He waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's a trivial matter! The little brat named Nian also wanted to kill me, but it's a pity that he couldn't take advantage of it. ”

The days that followed were uneventful.

He Lingchuan once again became an idle rich second generation, with people to treat him to eat, drink and have fun, and a lot of friends. As long as he goes to Teahouse Quyuan, people will definitely gather around him and praise Young Master He for his invincibility, breaking into restricted areas, rescuing teammates, and killing traitors, all of which are extraordinary.

In the past few days, Zeng Feixiong and other officers and soldiers who have returned from adventure have received generous rewards. After they have money, they will naturally go to the market to spend money. Having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone, so this story spreads more and more among people by word of mouth. The glowing monster is bizarre.

Of course, Sun Nian and Sun Nian were described as cunning and cunning, with sores on their heads and pus on their feet. The He family father and son were wise and powerful, leading the Blackwater City Army to challenge the Wild Sand Season, fight against the resentful souls of Panlong City, and return in triumph.

He Lingchuan was very sure that the number of girls and wives ogling him on the road had more than doubled.

Heroes love beauties, why don’t beauties love heroes?

It's a pity that the exercises he practices do not allow him to take the precepts.

On this day, Zeng Feixiong introduced him to a blacksmith shop. It is said that this shop has been passed down for five generations, and the weapons of Blackwater City officers are customized and maintained here.

He Lingchuan walked in and held out the broken knife: "Can you pick it up?"

The owner of this shop is a red-faced bearded man. He picked up the broken knife and was moved when he saw it: "What a knife, so fierce! In the ten years of doing this business, this is the first time I have seen such a fierce soldier. It has been broken into two pieces. Still choosing people to devour.”

Seeing that the two of them were a little confused, he explained: "This is an immortal sword, just like a toothless tiger. It also has sharp claws and a strong body. Ordinary people still can't beat it."

He didn't touch the blade, but sniffed it twice: "This knife has eaten at least hundreds of people."

"I'm afraid there are five or seven hundred." He Lingchuan smiled, "This is the saber of Zhong Shengguang, the commander of Panlong City."

Only then did Zeng Feixiong intervene: "This is the eldest son of the He family."

Young Master He's heroic deeds spread like wildfire throughout the entire Blackwater City. Unexpectedly, the blacksmith just didn't know. After hearing this, he waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm sorry, but I can't repair this treasure. Not to mention me, the entire Blackwater City, no, the entire Qiansong County, I'm afraid no one can do it."

He Lingchuan looked unhappy: "What do you mean?"

Probably because of the congenial aura, the more he looked at the knife, the more he liked it, and he didn't want to leave it idle.

To put it more snobbishly, just based on the label of "Old Collection of Zhong Shengguang", once it is repaired, it will be priceless.

"It is said that artifacts have spirits. Although this sword has not yet reached that level, it has drunk too much human blood and is surrounded by evil spirits. Over time, it has gained a little bit of ignorant spirituality. This is called the heart of the sword, or the eye of the sword." The blacksmith picked up the sword and pointed at the broken blade for the two of them to take a closer look. "Look at the broken section. Is it warm and moist, as if there is mercury flowing?"

He also shook the blade twice.

Zeng Feixiong looked at it without blinking, and then nodded repeatedly: "Sure enough!"

He had touched dozens of weapons, and this was the first time he saw such a mercury-like cross section.

"The so-called sword has no eyes, that means that for ordinary weapons, if it breaks, it will break. If it is re-sintered and repaired, it will be melted and recast in the worst case." The blacksmith smiled bitterly, "But once this precious sword of yours is melted, it will not be raised again." The heart of the sword is gone; if it is just repaired, it will never accept ordinary iron, not only the owner's blood, but also gold."

"Thriumium gold?" He Lingchuan felt that these two words sounded familiar. He carefully searched the sea of ​​​​original consciousness and actually found relevant information. "The legendary gold is only produced in the Kunlun Qishan Mountain and is specialized in casting magical weapons?"

I heard the scholar tell it more than once or twice in a teahouse.

"Exactly. I have never heard of a treasure like this in Qiansong County."

He Lingchuan tapped his fingers on the table a few times with a confused look on his face.

Just when Zeng Feixiong thought he was about to give up, Master He took out a short pestle from his arms: "Look, does this fit?"

Zeng Feixiong was shocked: "Isn't this the staff of Sun Guoshi?" Did this young master want to damage one intact treasure to repair another?

He reminded carefully: "Young Master, this staff is priceless." The county guard was a little reluctant to give it away.

He Lingchuan sneered: "So what if it's priceless? Why keep it if I can't use it?"

He and He Yue both carefully read and tried the page of instructions given by He Chunhua. However, the staff was too arrogant and did not respond to various commands.

Its previous owner was the national teacher, and he was not the cloud of Wushan, so he naturally had a higher vision in choosing a master. With Sun Fuping's ability, if his national teacher status had not been invalidated, if the Panlong Secret Realm had not suppressed his cultivation, if He Lingchuan and others had not attacked him several times with the city defense crossbow, and if the heroic spirits of the Dafeng Army had not joined the battle, how could the Black Water City Army led by He Chunhua take him down?

The treasure chose a master again, and it was obvious that it did not want these two weak chickens to be its masters.

He Lingchuan certainly would not indulge this kind of bad habit of looking too high.

If you can't get it, destroy it. Wouldn't it be better to use it on the broken knife that he got along with?

He stuffed the pestle into the blacksmith's hand, "Look, is this animal head made of double gold?"

On the way to the expedition, Sun Fuping's followers proudly said that the head of the national teacher's staff was cast with double copper, which was a treasure that could not be bought with money. He Lingchuan guessed that this was double gold?

Of course, these followers had been chopped off by He Chunhua, but the words were still ringing in his ears.

The blacksmith was also surprised by the financial resources of Young Master He, and he casually took out something, which was a small goal that ordinary people could not achieve in their lifetimes.

He took the treasure pestle and observed it carefully, and then took out the potion from somewhere, dripped a few drops and rubbed it repeatedly. After identifying it for a long time, he looked up and said, "Young Master, this is indeed rhenium gold, but it can't be used here."

"Are you kidding me?" Before, you said that you couldn't repair it without rhenium gold, and now you can't repair it with rhenium gold.