4. A sleeve of stars, a belly full of sorrow (9)
Wu Longzi's eyes almost popped out of his head with anger, and he cursed in his mind: "You want to exchange twelve kinds of Gang Qi with one red line sword? Are you crazy?"
It's just that he wanted to seek help from Wang Chong this time, so he couldn't say bad words, so he could only suppress his anger and said: "Collecting Gang Qi is not easy!"
Wang Chong made a haha and said: "My little brother is a humble disciple. I originally thought that I could protect myself with two Flower God Fans. It would be okay to give a red thread sword to my senior brother. I never thought that my senior brother would be so stingy."
Wu Longzi endured his temper and said: "Why don't you use a red thread sword? I will help you collect a kind of Gang Qi. Didn't the senior brother just give you a Xuanluo fan, which can also be used to protect yourself."
Wang Chong stretched out his hand and said, "I don't like the Xuanluo fan, which is used by the fourth generation disciples. I have already given it to the little maid next to me."
Hu Su'er hurriedly took out the Xuanluo Fan and shook it open in a showy manner to show that her young master was right.
Wu Longzi almost choked to death. Even he only had two treasures of Gangqi, and he was reluctant to give them to his disciples.
Wang Chong took the Xuanluo Fan and gave it to the maid next to him. How wasteful is this?
He said with a pained look on his face: "At most three kinds of Gang Qi!"
Wang Chong laughed and said, "In that case, let's wait until the master comes out of seclusion. I'll ask him about it before returning to my senior brother."
Wu Longzi vaguely felt that some stagnant air was rising from his stomach.
He also didn't expect that Wang Chong would be so slippery and he cursed secretly: "No wonder he keeps foxes, he is like an old fox, he is really a pet owner."
Wang Chong sneered in his heart and thought: "Although the quality of the Red Line Sword is average, at least it needs to be refined once, and one breath can change the aura. It is quite beautiful as you think. Although the three types are barely equal, this is not what I am begging you to do. It's you who came to me to beg me. If you do business at this time, you still have to make a profit, but it's like losing money."
Wang Chong was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, but Wu Longzi was a little blind.
He didn't have much money, and his face couldn't suppress his emotions, and he looked a little sad. He was thinking hard about how to get a red thread sword from Wang Chong.
In fact, Wu Longzi originally wanted to exchange a body-protecting Gangqi treasure for three red-line swords, but Wang Chong took the lead and was led along all the time. He had no time to show his bottom line.
At this time, three kinds of Gang Qi have been mentioned, and it is difficult to mention one treasure of Gang Qi.
The man from Montenegro secretly laughed. His fifth senior brother was actually being teased by "Tang Jingyu", a child. He also came with a request, so he couldn't let his senior brother sit on the wax alone. He hurriedly interjected: "I want it too. I’m going to ask my junior brother for a red thread sword, why don’t we each produce three kinds of Gang Qi, and how about adding another Gang Qi treasure?”
Wang Chong thought for a while and said: "I can't refine Gang Qi, it can only be used to sacrifice treasures. I just became a disciple to learn Taoism. How can I have any wealth? If the two senior brothers add more, the heaven and earth spiritual materials for refining treasures will be barely enough." It’s worth it.”
Wulongzi and the people from Heishan cursed secretly together and bargained some more, and finally the three of them reached an agreement.
Wang Chong took two red thread swords. Wulongzi and Heishanren each left a treasure of Gangqi. Wulongzi had no spiritual materials and left an extra Gangqi. Blackshanren except three kinds of Gangqi. , and added a piece of spiritual bamboo to add to the head.
Wang Chong graciously asked his two senior brothers to stay for dinner. Wulongzi and Heishanren planned to use some small favors in exchange for three red-line swords each, but Wang Chong ran against them and finally paid double the price before they could get away with it. Take a bite...
Both of them felt a little aggrieved and unwilling to stay any longer, so they left together.
Wang Chong sent away his two senior brothers. He didn't know how Wulongzi and Heishanren felt about this transaction, but he was satisfied anyway.
"Although the Red Line Sword is not bad, how can I see this kind of sword when I have the Yuanyang Sword in my hand? Besides, I also have a thunder-cutting sword."
"The Red Line Sword has a set of twelve pieces. If you split it, the power will be less. One piece is equivalent to one Gang Qi treasure, or three Gang Qi treasures. I only asked for two Gang Qi treasures, and seven Gang Qi treasures. Planting Gang Qi and a spiritual bamboo, this business is barely a loss."
Wang Chong took a look at the two treasures, the seven small gourds, and the spiritual bamboo placed on the table in his room. He thought about it for a while, and then suddenly smiled and said: "It's a pity that my senior brothers are very poor. Otherwise , sold all the remaining ten red-lined swords, and at the fetal level, Tang is considered a wealthy family."
Little Fox, Yanbei, and Shang Wenli were all here, so Wang Chong could only call himself Tang.
He casually picked up a Gang Qi treasure. This treasure was a golden ring that could release fire and thunder Gang Qi. It was much more powerful than the Xuan Luo Fan.
Wang Chong played with it for a while, threw it to Yan Beiren, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yan, keep this thing for self-defense! You don't have to be angry if you encounter Liu Fei's blind eye next time."
Yan Beiren was stunned and shouted hurriedly: "How to do it?"
Wang Chong also smiled and said: "No matter how good the magic weapon is, it still needs someone to use it. I only have two hands. How can I use these treasures together?"
"If all the treasures are on my body and I encounter a powerful enemy, I obviously have several treasures, but I can only use one, so I am harmed. Wouldn't it be stupid? In the future, when I travel down the mountain and encounter a powerful enemy, you will each have your own treasures. , I’m afraid I can use 20% of my 10% ability.”
"Maybe I don't have to do anything and you can help me cook."
After all, Yan Beiren was a warrior. He couldn't think of any way to argue. He just felt that Wang Chong's words were very reasonable. He thought to himself: "That's right! With this treasure, I can protect the young master in any danger." Safety."
Wang Chong took another Gangqi treasure and threw it to Shang Wenli.
This treasure was made by people from Montenegro, but it is a pair of arm guards.
When Heishan was a boy, he also practiced martial arts and was proficient in boxing. Therefore, the first treasure of Gang Qi he sacrificed was a pair of arm guards. These pair of arm guards were refined with Xuanyin Gang Qi. When used, he could Combined with the boxing technique, it is quite consistent with Shang Wenli's martial arts style.
Without Wang Chong's persuasion, Shang Wenli bowed and said, "I will risk my life to prevent you from being in any danger."
Wang Chong laughed and said: "My cultivation is still relatively new, and I will have to rely more on Senior Shang in the future."
Wang Chong didn't care about the remaining seven kinds of Gangqi and one spiritual bamboo. With this transaction, he found out the details of Wulongzi and the people of Heishan.
These two people, like the Taoist Xuanhe of Emei, are also people who have not received the true biography. Just looking at the Gang Qi they have collected, you can know that they do not even have the four true traditions of the poisonous dragon lineage.
This is not a preference of being a master, it is the same for every school and sect. After all, the qualifications of the apprentices they accept will always vary.
If it is a true master and no distinction is made, after three or four generations, the method will be passed on to someone uncertain, shaking the foundation of the sect.