Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 62 Flying Sword (for collection)

After getting five Qianyuan Tongbao, Fang Xian still went to the streets the next day, wanting to see if he could catch a leak.

It's a pity that the chance is not Chinese cabbage. After a day of shopping, I got nothing, so I can only go back to the inn bitterly.

Several days passed.

Just when he was about to set off and continue to look for his own opportunities, he suddenly heard a few drinkers talking: "A new idiot has come in Wanbaolou, and he exchanged the white money for copper coins, tsk tsk... It's a pity that we don't have so much in stock. Otherwise go too."

"These brothers, don't know what they are talking about?"

When Fang Xian heard this, his heart moved, he went forward with a smile, and invited these people to a jar of wine, and immediately let them talk about it.

It turned out that a strange person lived in Wanbao Building today, and he sent a message to various tooth shops in the city, willing to buy copper coins at the price of one tael and one thousand Wen, which immediately attracted people from all directions, which is considered a strange event.

For the copper coins circulated in the imperial court, one thousand wens is a consistent value, and the official value is one tael of silver.

But in fact, due to the difference in color, texture, and weight, it was fine when the country was founded, but now private casting is popular, and it takes about [-] or [-] coins to exchange for one tael of silver.

Wouldn't that person be taken advantage of by exchanging it for a thousand yuan or two?
Another drinker sighed: "It's a pity that the man only accepted the 'Qianyuan Tongbao', and it was too late to cast it privately..."

"That's it, thank you for letting me know."

Fang Xian handed over his hands and went out, directly looking for Wanbao Tower.

It is located in the city, and it is a place where merchants from all over the world gather. It has opened eight doors and is very imposing.

Fang Xian went in, and sure enough, he saw a group of people carrying bags of copper coins, exchanging silver at a counter.

Behind the counter, there are shopkeepers and servants holding ledgers and writing brushes with pained expressions on their faces.

Although they were all lent by Wanbao Building to the merchants, it was heartbreaking to see the white money flowing out like water.

The real owner was a young man dressed as a scholar, his eyes glanced at the many copper coins, disappointed in his heart, and nodded: "Send them all to the warehouse."

Fang Xian opened the [Eye of Profound Cave], and knew that this person was a practitioner.

Not only that, the aura on his body was pure, clean and not evil, obviously he was an authentic disciple of a famous school, so he walked over directly.

If this person is a demon sect, or heresy, he will never be like this.

"Little brother, do you want to exchange for copper coins?"

The shopkeeper who collected the money asked with a smile.

"Well, this one, how much do you think it's worth?"

Fang Xian smiled and took out a 'Qianyuan Tongbao'!
"This..." The boy next to him became angry: "This guest, is he here to amuse us? At least one thousand Wen is worth it!"

"Wait!"

The young proprietor's eyes lit up, and he stared straight at the copper coin in Fang Xian's hand: "I don't know what this little brother is going to exchange for? Gold and silver, I have everything here."

"Haha!" Fang Xian laughed and pointed to the quiet room next to it, which was specially used for Hao to discuss business: "How about we go in and discuss it in detail?"

"Can!"

Under the puzzled gaze, the young proprietor entered the quiet room with Fang Xian, and his face quickly turned calm: "Unexpectedly, in this Luzhou City, I can also see a cultivator. I am Cao Qiu, the authentic sect of Xuanguang. Don’t you know your little brother’s name and his master’s lineage?”

"My name is Fang Xian. I'm just a casual cultivator. I got this copper coin by chance. I know it's extraordinary, but I don't know why... I heard about the exchange of copper coins at Xiongtai, so I came to have a look..." Fang Xian replied with a smile: "I don't know brother. Can Taiwan clear up my doubts? As for this copper coin, I will give it to Xiongtai."

At this time, Cao Qiu had already received the copper coin and nodded, "Sure enough, it is psychic treasure money! But you and I are both cultivators of Taoism, how can we accept such a big gift from you? Let's make a request, whether it is ten thousand taels of silver, or I have spells and talismans..."

Fang Xian showed such an expression as expected.

Authentic Taoist monks are extremely particular about fate.

If he encountered a demon sect or a casual cultivator from a side sect today, he might just snatch it away, and even if he didn't leave him with one.

But the orthodox school of Taoism is different. The elders of their teachers practice the way of heaven, are good at calculations, and know the truth that Bodhisattvas fear the cause and all living beings fear the result.

If Cao Qiu took the copper money carelessly and didn't return it, he would have a fate in the dark. After brewing, it might turn into a disaster in his future practice, and he must give Fang Xian a greater "fate". At that time, the mere gold and silver, spells, and talismans will not be able to be dismissed.

Of course, killing Fang Xian directly would be the end of it all.

However, the murder is brewing, and the final catastrophe will become more severe, which is not acceptable to wise monks.

The upright practitioners of the famous family are reminded by the elders, knowing this principle, and their actions are in line with the way of heaven. When they cross the catastrophe in the future, the catastrophe can be reduced by a little bit. This is the difference between life and death.

However, the devil's sect and the casual cultivators of other sects don't know this truth, or they commit crimes knowingly and recklessly in order to kill and break the calamity. This is a difference in the concept of practice.Although most of them fell in the calamity, if they can break through the calamity, their supernatural powers will be extremely amazing!

"I still want to hear about the origin of this psychic treasure money. Of course, if it involves the secrets of Xiongtai's sect, then there is no need to talk about it."

Fang Xian figured this out, so he said confidently.

After all, he had 'given' the copper coins to someone, and even if the person had a bad intention, there was no reason to bother him again.

"This is not a secret thing, and it has been widely circulated..."

Cao Qiu smiled wryly, and replied: "This psychic treasure money is the main material for refining a side-door flying sword - Tong lingbao money sword! This side-door sword refining technique is widely spread, it is not Unique to one."

Then he explained again, and Fang Xian knew that the copper coins in his hand could actually refine a famous flying sword!

Of course, this needs to collect at least 360 five Zhoutian numbers, and his five coins are useless at all.

Although this 'Spiritual Treasure Money Sword' has been widely circulated, refining it is quite troublesome, mainly because of this psychic treasure money.

From the very beginning, it is necessary to refine precious materials such as red copper mother, hardware essence, etc., and turn them into copper coins and utensil embryos.

Needless to say, this material is precious and rare. The key is that the fire and dryness of such an embryo is too strong to be used at all.

It has to be circulated in the human world and consumed by the world of mortals and human hearts. During this period, it cannot touch black dog blood, celestial sunflower and other filthy things, otherwise it will be discarded directly. After about 500 years, the anger will completely subside and become 'Spiritual Treasure Money' can be used to make swords.

This 'Tong Ling Treasure Qian Jian' sword is slanted, not particularly sharp, but after it is deployed, there is a breath of human fireworks, which is also quite mysterious, but it can only be regarded as the lowest level of flying swords.

'It takes 500 years to refine this sword?If it weren't for the Golden Core Grandmaster, I'm afraid I'd die of old age...'

Hearing this, Fang Xian was speechless inwardly.

"My master is going to practice this flying sword, and after pinching his fingers, he ordered me to wait for my disciples to come out and collect 'Spiritual Treasure Money'. For my brother's sake, I traveled all over the five states, and only got 25 coins, and I still need five coins to turn around. Master..."

After Cao Qiu finished speaking, he also sighed.

"I see." Fang Xian nodded, understanding the cause and effect.

"I got you one today, and it's also our fate. I have to make up for it... Tell me, what do you want?" Cao Qiu spoke quite generously. After all, Xuanguang Zhengzong is also one of the famous decent sects, and the disciple's net worth is quite rich: "I have gold and silver, spells, magic tools, and other Taoist books that I have collected. Unfortunately, you only have one, and you can exchange it for a small spell. Don't think about it, it won't be settled without thirty coins..."

"Who said I only have one coin?" Fang Xian smiled and took out four identical Tong Lingbao coins.

Even if he collected 360 five pieces, he didn't have the magic power to refine the 'Spiritual Treasure Money Sword', so he might as well change it.

"it is good!"

Cao Qiu was overjoyed, with these few coins, he could finally go back to the sect to finish his errand: "Whatever you want, little brother, just say it!"

"I don't dare to think about Taoist scriptures, but I want to exchange for a magic weapon of Feidun!"

Fang Xian was really tired of walking slowly on the road every day, so he said after thinking about it.

"It's simple..."

Cao Qiu put his right hand on the magic bag around his waist, and there was a puppet wooden horse in his hand: "This 'Six Royal Horse' is a small magic weapon that I forged casually. It is only restrained by seven earthly evil spirits, but it can also carry people and fly... ..."

As he spoke, he passed on the spells of opening and closing to Fang Xian.

"Thank you, brother!"

Fang Xian got the magic weapon of flying escape, said goodbye directly, and walked out of Wanbaolou.

After walking a few steps, a cloud of light escaped, swayed over the top of the city, let out a hearty laugh, and flew away.

It caused many people to kneel down and worship the gods.

"Sure enough, he is a fairy among the gods, who disdains the world. Once he completes the task, he doesn't care about anything, and goes directly back to the mountain gate... That's right, gold and silver, that is, things that can be forged..."

Fang Xian looked at it and nodded secretly.

(End of this chapter)