That night, Chu Yang was still somewhat puzzled. On the first day of business, Heavenly Armament Pavilion's arrogance had already attracted a lot of onlookers. Many of them were martial artists. There were also a lot of people with gorgeous clothes and arrogant expressions. They were probably people from big clans in the capital.
Why were these people able to resist their curiosity and not come in to take a look?
It must be known that having a divine weapon in hand could increase one's battle prowess by at least one level. No matter if it was in Jiang Hu or on the battlefield, it was a treasure that could save one's life.
Having a divine weapon that far exceeded the quality of an ordinary divine weapon was equivalent to having an extra life!
Was this not enough of an attraction?
No matter if it was a martial artist or a martial artist, this attraction should be enough, right?
Chu Yang was puzzled. What was going on? As far as I know, once people in Iron Cloud Nation heard about this, they should have flocked over regardless of their chastity. But why was it so strange that no one was interested? Did I remember wrongly?
On the second day, there were still onlookers. But it was even more deserted than the first day. There was not even a single person coming in. On the first day, there was at least a local ruffian causing trouble …
On the third day, there were even fewer onlookers. Chu Yang could not help but feel depressed. Buying or not buying was one thing, but at least a few people would come in to take a look. There were millions of people in the capital, but they were not curious? What, what was going on?
On the third night, there was finally some movement.
Chu Yang was looking at the book that Du Shi Qing gave him, Immortal Medicine. Opening the title page, there was a preface: In this world, who can not die? There is none. Therefore, doctors can only cure immortal diseases. But, what is an immortal disease? Yu Cai believes that all injuries and illnesses caused by external forces or by people outside of the body are considered to be undying illnesses.
An immortal disease is the Mandate of Heaven …
Chu Yang's spirit was lifted as he read. The meaning of these words was very clear: As long as the person was not too old to the point of dying, any disease could be cured. Of course, this was only in theory. But even if it was only in theory, the tone was extremely arrogant.
Knock knock …
There was a knock on the door.
Chu Yang was reading with great interest. Hearing this, he impatiently asked, "Who is it?"
"I heard that there are divine weapons for sale here, so I'm here to pay you a visit." A tired voice came from outside.
Chu Yang's heart skipped a beat. Although this voice sounded tired, there was a kind of arrogance in it. It was as if it didn't put anyone in its eyes. Only someone who had been in a high position for a long time would have such a tone.
Moreover, this voice was very young.
He closed the book and opened the door, only to see a young man in brocade clothes standing in front of him. His face was calm and tired, but between his brows, there seemed to be a light worry that could not be resolved. Looking at Chu Yang opening the door, he didn't have any strange expression.
Although he was dressed extravagantly, the hem of his clothes was covered in dust, as if he had not rested after a long journey. How could such a person with such an arrogant tone end up in such a sorry state?
The moment Chu Yang opened the door, the young man's stomach suddenly growled. It seemed that he was extremely hungry, but there was no trace of embarrassment on his face …
When the lamp was lit, it was as small as a bean.
"Please have a seat." Chu Yang could tell from the aura and demeanor of this person that this young man in front of him was certainly not an ordinary person. He was definitely the younger brother of a big family.
This was because the aura of someone in a high position was not something that an ordinary official's family would have.
Although it was easy for rich families to produce hedonistic sons, it was also the easiest place to produce talents. This was because they were much higher than ordinary heroes.
Chu Yang was a little suspicious. How could such a treasure of a big family come out in the middle of the night without any guards? Moreover, why was he in such a sorry state?
The young man smiled and looked around the store. Then, he walked in and sat down across from Chu Yang. He smiled and said, "Brother, what is your name?"
"Do you want to buy a weapon, or are you here to visit a friend?" Chu Yang smiled and asked.
"Good!" The young man looked at him for a while before lightly praising him. As he spoke, he took the sword from his waist and placed it on the table. He looked at it with pity for a while before slowly pushing it in front of Chu Yang, "Brother, since you specialize in divine weapons, why don't you take a look at my sword?"
Chu Yang was speechless. He was here to sell weapons. He had not opened for three days and did not have a single customer. Now that someone had come in the middle of the night, it seemed like he was also here to sell weapons. Was he in the same industry? His luck was really unlucky to the extreme.
But thinking about it, he still reached out and took the sword. Since he had nothing to do, he had nothing to do.
When the sword entered his hand, it was heavy. Chu Yang could not help but relax his brows and praise, "Good sword!"
"Brother, you have not opened it yet, how do you know it is a good sword?" The young man in brocade looked at him with a smile. Although his clothes were in a sorry state, his words and actions were calm. This showed that his upbringing was not bad.
"Normal long swords are three feet long. Three feet three with the scabbard; your sword is three feet five with the scabbard. "Chu Yang looked at the sword and said," Swords are the kings of weapons. The phrase 'an inch longer is an inch stronger' refers to swords and not other weapons. Everyone thinks that this phrase is applicable to any weapon, but it is a misunderstanding. Because swords are soft killing weapons. If it is long, it is not strong. If it is not strong, it is brittle. If it is brittle, it is easy to break. Thus, short swords are easy to make, but long swords are difficult. Like your sword, with such a long piece, it increases the difficulty of making a sword. But from the scabbard and the hilt, it is simple and old, with a faint blood energy. It is enough to show that it has been through many years and has experienced many killings. But it is still the same, it is undoubtedly a good sword! "
"Well said!" The young man laughed, his laughter full of praise. He said, "Brother, you really are someone who understands swords!"
"Also … the weight of an ordinary sword is around five kilograms. The ideal weight of a sword is around seven kilograms." Chu Yang lightly said, "It's hard to say if it's mixed with other specific metals."
"Your sword, including the scabbard, is already more than fifteen kilograms!" Chu Yang said, "The sword is heavy, but the shape is unchanged, it is definitely a good sword!"
The praise in the young man's eyes became even stronger.
Chu Yang flipped his wrist. With a clang, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, the long sword came out of the scabbard. Instantly, a cold light shone out. Like a pea light shining on the sword, it flashed with thousands of lights, illuminating the entire room!
"Good sword!" Chu Yang exclaimed as he carefully examined it. The more he looked, the more he praised.
The sword was like autumn water. Even if it was still, it seemed to be constantly trembling.
"Looking at a beauty under the lamp is a great joy in life. But only people who love swords know that looking at a famous sword under the lamp is the greatest blessing." The young man sighed and said, "Swords have a spirit, a heart. Looking at a sword is looking at killing, looking at Jianghu! Looking at a famous sword in autumn water, the roar of a dragon or a tiger, there are iron horses and ice rivers in Jianghu! "
"That's right." Chu Yang sighed and said, "Looking at a sword is looking at Jianghu." He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him. He said, "But you and I have never met before. You did not come here to let me look at this sword and feel Jianghu."
As he said this, the sword light flashed. Chu Yang did not even look at it. The long sword had already returned to the scabbard with a clang, as if the sword had its own eyes.
"You are indeed an expert in using swords." The young man smiled. "But I naturally did not come here just to let you look at the sword. I just want to find a person who loves swords."
His eyes flashed with a look of pain. He said, "Ever since I came out, I did not have a single cent on me. I have traveled eight thousand miles to come here. But all the things that I had before have been sold. Only this sword is left! "
He looked at Chu Yang with a burning gaze. "Brother, I only need one hundred taels of gold. I will pawn this sword with you. After a period of time, I will come back to take it. At that time, I will return you ten thousand taels of gold! Take this sword! "
Chu Yang was silent. He was a little suspicious.
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