Sword Spirit Laid-off Reemployment Guide

Chapter 72

Chen Fuyi obtained Xia Li's exclusive right for a day, and before Qingpingjian came back, he dragged Xia Li out of the dormitory courtyard and headed for Banshanfang City.

Banshanfang City in Xiaoyunding, Kunlun Mountains is only open every year during sword discussions, and most of the things sold at the stalls are related to swords.Although the discussion of swords has not yet started, the market here is already very lively.Sword cultivators and non-sword cultivators crowded together, and vendors, full-time or part-time, shouted and recommended their own products. Many monks didn't really need to buy things, but in that environment, they bought [-] Small broken items are also normal.

Just like Chen Fuyi, the things for Xia Li are either priceless in this market, or so expensive that ordinary monks can’t reach them. He brought Xia Li to the market, but he saw Yuan Qi by chance yesterday. Instructing Lu Sanjin, Lu Sanjin changed to a new saber, the outline of which was very similar to Xia Li.

Chen Fuyi then thought of the Jiansui that Lu Sanjin gave to Xia Li. He kept the box on the table at home. Xia Li asked casually, but he never went to see it. Later, the house was demolished by six sword spirits. Li Tingsheng asked the construction team to redecorate, but the box didn't know where it went.

Although Xia Li never cared about the spike of the sword, Chen Fuyi couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Li Xianjian should be dressed up and down by him.

Sword cultivators are such an unreasonable group.

Chen Fuyi took Xia Li and walked slowly from one stall to another. When he went out, Xia Li volunteered to tie his hair to comfort the "poor" Jianxiu. The root, I didn't tie it up, and finally had no choice but to comb it and tie it up with a hair tie, leaving a little hair on the forehead.

In order to match the purple headband chosen by Xia Li, the color of Chen Fuyi's cassock is also purple, covered with white tulle. The dark lines of cranes flicker under the light. Get a little softer.

Jianxiu picked up a fire spirit bead as the sword tassel of the main bead. The fiery red and transparent color matched the sword spirit's clothes today very well.The red dress is embroidered with gold silk, the belt of multi-treasure necklaces, and the high-set half ponytail is flamboyant and unrestrained.Looking at his well-dressed Xia Li, Chen Fuyi suddenly felt a strange sense of security.

This is his sword.

The monster who set up the stall was a fire elf. He lived in a certain crater and made a living by doing a small business selling fire spirit beads. The batch of fire spirit beads he brought this time belonged to the fineness Chen Fuyi was holding. most.Huo Lingjing, who has been wandering around various markets all year round, glanced at the cassocks of Chen Fuyi and Xia Li and knew that the two masters were not short of money. After the introduction of the eloquent lotus, Xia Li said: "Don't you think that this thing is made of sword tassels? Is it a little big? Are you afraid that the bead will hit you when you swing your sword?"

That is a fire spirit stone the size of an adult's head!

What do these sword spikers think?

Fairy at the stall: "..."

Chen Fuyi still bought the fire spirit stone, and put the fire spirit stone into the Qiankun bag under the "boss is really refreshing and discerning."

"You can look at it, the light of the fire spirit pearl and the night pearl are different."

Chen Fuyi thought about collecting a few water spirit beads and wood spirit beads of similar size and fineness, and placed them in a circle at Xia Li's usual place. Ordinary Internet cafes also shine like this, so he can give little sword spirits home Take one too.

Xia Li has no interest in Jiansui, but there are many sword cultivators in Fangshi who carry swords. Some of these swords have formed sword spirits, and many of them have not formed sword spirits, but they have also become spiritual, just like swordsmen. Just like comparing swords, swords also compare sword repairs.

As a sword spirit, Xia Li stood proudly on the top floor of the sword circle, and the Chen Fuyi he brought directly stood on the top floor of all sword cultivators. For the sword, this was the card.

His latest record has been Slaying Demon Embryos in Panlong Mountain, Extinguishing Evil Bone in Jiaga Mountain, and killing Tuntian by painting the ground as a circle in Poyun Mountain. There is no sword that has more outstanding achievements than him this year.

Xia Li walked among the swords, some recognized him and the sword blew softly, according to human beings, it was like a fancier fancier seeing an idol.As soon as the sword moved, the sword cultivator must have noticed it, so the sword cultivator who didn't recognize Chen Fuyi also knew through his own sword that Elder Chen was visiting the market with Xia Li.

News from the world of comprehension, even if there is no spiritual mirror, is not much slower than the mortal Internet.More and more monks poured into this temporary market, all for the sake of showing off the demeanor of Chen Fuyi and Xia Li.

The figure of Jiuligu looks like a little lolita, because it is so small, walking in the crowded crowd was stepped on by a frizzy monster again.

Jiu Li stomped her feet angrily, opened her mouth to shout, and stretched out a hand from the side to cover her mouth.

Jiang Li picked up the Jiuli drum and threw her to the tall and burly Ah Du, "Don't howl the small drum."

Jiu Li pursed his mouth: "They are all uninformed monks and monsters. They have never seen a sword. What's so interesting about them? They want to crowd around like crazy to watch the excitement."

Jiang Li curled his lips into a playful smile, and said to Ji Xuanyuan pointingly: "I said, how did my brother Jiang Xuan think of asking us to go shopping, my brother is more caring than you?"

Ji Xuanyuan sighed, "Persuade him to stop thinking about it early." Otherwise, even the Immortal Da Luo couldn't save him.

Jiang Li turned around, "Huh?" Where's Jiang Yaoren?

Ji Xuanyuan also found out that Jiang Xuan was missing, but he had already explained Xia Li's matter to Xuanyuan's Jiuli family, so he didn't expect Jiang Xuan to do anything out of the ordinary, so he didn't care too much, but Xuanyuanjian Xia Ji was full of desire. Silently speaking, Ji Xuanyuan said softly: "You go."

Xia Ji nodded, turned into a golden long sword, and disappeared into the dense crowd with a flash of light.

Jiang Xuan has been following Xia Li and Chen Fuyi. He still has a general idea of ​​who the sword master is, but he still can't figure out how Xia Li suddenly became the sword master of the sword master.

He still remembered the appearance of that little sword spirit drenched in blood. He had a delicate and flamboyant beautiful face, and the bloodstains between his brows and eyes made it even more beautiful. It was shockingly beautiful.

From then on, along with the pain of the sword in the chest, Jiang Xuan could not forget the fierce sword that showed its sharpness.

He is ferocious, cold and proud. He tramples his opponent under his feet. When he pierces his throat, he carries a condescending disdain.

More than once, Jiang Xuan secretly rejoiced that Ji Xuanyuan couldn't control Xia Li, but now, he let Chen Fuyi hold him in his hand, and gestured at him with all kinds of cheap and common sword tassels, without any impatience, No fidgeting, like a proud little wolf that lets you pet it.

Jiang Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth, and the sword wound on his chest seemed to be hurting again.

Matt, it really hurts.

He turned around and exited like a defeated dog.

Chen Fuyi closed his eyes to cover the flashing purple light in his eyes, and he said casually, "Wrap everything up." This made Xia Li look at him frequently.

"What's wrong?" Chen Fuyi asked.

Xia Li looked at all kinds of sword spikes on the stall, besides the ones for male cultivators, there are also many pink and tender colors that female cultivators like, "You, like this?"

The sword spirit picked up a small hydrangea-shaped spike, and the bell hanging on it made a crisp sound of "jingle bell".

"I won't hang up." He declared in advance.

"It's not for you." Chen Fuyi responded quickly, "It's for the disciples of Jianzong."

Xia Li stared blankly at the Hydrangea Sword Sui in his hand: "Are you sure they will like it?"

Chen Fuyi: "Yes."

"You Jianzong disciples have quite a wide range of tastes." Xia Li thought, sword cultivators are free to have hobbies, and you can't just look at their eyes picking Jiansui. Yes, Jiansui is just an external object, which is not important.

Inexplicably, the sword repair disciples who were assigned to Jian Sui were still struggling to practice their swords at this time.

The closer the square market is to the center, the more expensive the rent for stalls, and the more novel and expensive the items sold. Xia Li suddenly caught a glimpse of a sword case with a black background and dark gold decorations. He thought of the present The Qingping sword is still moving in a circle around Kunlun Mountain, and many people are discussing that an unknown sword spirit has gone crazy after reading the myth, and is going crazy around Kunlun Mountain.Qingping Jianfengping was killed, forget it, buy something to comfort him.

Xia Li then pointed to the sword case and said: "The sword case that Qingping has been thinking about, mainly depends on whether you are willing to carry it or not."

Chen Fuyi said ruthlessly, "Leave him alone."

Xia Li poked him with his arm, "Did you hear the crazy sword spirit being discussed around? Let's coax him, otherwise no one will be able to sleep tonight."

The Qingping sword was indeed making a fuss, and Chen Fuyi bought the sword box that Xia Li was pointing at without much care, and then found out that the sword box had five sword slots, which happened to hold all five swords of Tongtian in it.

Yes, you can use it today.

The seller of the sword box is a swordsmith named Sang Yu, who is now in the stage of integration.As an independent swordsmith, he is well-known in the cultivation world.

Seeing that Chen Fuyi bought the sword box, Sang Yu recalled the news that Chen Fuyi had multiple sword spirits on the spiritual mirror some time ago. Although he only saw Xia Li following Chen Fuyi, if he had no other Sword, why buy a sword case?

After Sang Yu packed the sword box, he didn't rush to hand it out, but instead said: "Elder Chen, I forged a sword called Zhenque, and this sword has already given birth to a sword spirit. I wonder if Elder Chen is interested in taking a look at it?" What does a swordsmith want most?It must be that the sword he forged was held by a famous swordsman, Zhenque is his proud work, if it can be held by Chen Fuyi, Sang Yu will feel excited just thinking about it.

Xia Li moved his ears beside him.What's the meaning?Find another sword for his sword repairer in front of him?He squinted his eyes, and the sword energy faintly leaked out.

Sang Yu immediately made a trick to protect his booth.

At the same time, a golden sword light fell from a high place, slashing menacingly in front of Sang Yu's booth.

"He has a sword, don't you have eyes to see?" The beauty in red stood in front of Xia Li. Although she was speaking to Sang Yu, she snatched Chen Fuyi from holding Xia Li's hand, and pulled him a little closer. A place far away from Chen Fuyi.