Chapter 9: Sword
"Do you have a financial hall among you?" Nie Tian's face eased, faint smile, and asked aloud.
Everyone didn't know what Nie Tian was going to do next. After a long time, a young warrior of about 20 years old stood up and trembled: "Go back, go home, small Nie Anmin, who is the Finance Hall."
Nie Tian looked at Nie Anmin’s trepidation and couldn’t help but smile. “I’m not a monster that kills bloodthirsty. Is it necessary to be so scared?”
"Nie Anmin, very good." Nie Tian nodded and said: "From now on, you are the new owner of the Finance Hall. Now give the owner a hundred gold coins."
Nie Aimin was in the same place, and he only reacted for a long time. Immediately, he was ecstatic, and quickly ran into the inner hall, and quickly took out one hundred gold coins.
Nie Tian got the gold coins and left.
As for Li Anshun who is crying and crying, someone will handle it.
"Mother's, this is the financial master? I knew that Laozi stood up!" After Nie Tian left, everyone was remorseful.
Nie Tian, the owner of the house, is doing things neatly and without any muddy water.
And now, he does have the right to dismiss the financial master. After all, the great elder Nie Wenyuan is on his side.
Out of Niefu, Nie Tian went straight to Moyang City Square.
At the moment, at noon, in the city, it is full of excitement and crowds everywhere.
All kinds of selling sounds, quarrels, mixed together, like a grand march.
Nie Tian turned a big circle in the city, but could not find the medicine he wanted.
Most of the stalls in the city are sold first-order herbs, first-order spirits, and occasionally some first-order spirits or low-level spirits, and all kinds of messy things.
Nie Tian estimated that Nie Santong's poisonous Dan may have been scoured from the city.
“Hey!” Nie Tian sighed softly and smiled bitterly: “It seems that I can only go to the cracked mountains.”
The poison of the Soul Eater can't be delayed. Nie Tian must go to the Liyun Mountain to personally find the medicine.
"Well?" Just as Nie Tian turned and wanted to leave, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a broken sword above a booth.
There is only half of the sword in the sword, and the sword is dark and exudes a savage and savage atmosphere.
"This breath is very familiar." Carefully perceive the residual sword in the broken sword, Nie Tian mouth suddenly evoked, and the look instantly became complicated.
"My old buddy, it turned out to be you!" After a long time, Nie Tian's eyes became hot, and the heart seemed to be burning with a fire.
The broken sword in front of her eyes, Nie Tian is too familiar with it, it is the sword he used at the time of the heavens, the sword is perfect!
The sword was the first strong enemy in the life of Nie Tian, and the Emperor of the Devil, Wu Xiaotian, was cut off by the other side's dragon sword, and then lost in the abyss of heaven.
Nie Tian never imagined that after a hundred years of rebirth, he would eventually encounter a sword.
Can not help, Nie Tian picked up the broken sword, a familiar and strange atmosphere into the heart, suddenly let him have something that is human, the feeling of the sea.
"One hundred years, my old buddy, your breath is still familiar. This time, Nie Tian will not let you Shen Yuan again. Since I am born again and meet you again, then the broken sword should be born again. Scorpio, I will let you wash away the dirt and reproduce the edge." Nie Tian touched the broken sword, the confusion in the eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by the ultimate firmness.
The stall owner is a white-haired old man. Seeing Nie Tian’s look, he blinked and his eyes turned and smiled. “This son is really good eyesight. This broken sword is an ancient artifact. Before breaking, I have killed the demon dragon. I have been researching for many years and have not yet identified what material it is forged."
Listening to the old man's account, Nie Tian smiled slightly.
He naturally heard that the old man was purely composing, but he wanted to raise the price.
However, this old man is a bit of a story-telling ability. Although the sword is not an ancient artifact, it is really killing the demon dragon.
The forging material of the sword is the heart of the stars that Nie Tian took from a fallen star.
He handed the heart of the stars to Tiangong, the first refiner of Tianjie. Tiangong spent a lot of effort and it took a year to finish.
When the sword was born, the swordsmanship of the sky, the thorns of the nine heavens, shocked the entire heaven, and was hailed as the top of the top ten swords in heaven!
Tiangong once said that the sword is the most proud of his life.
It is a pity that after a hundred years, the first sword of the heavenly world was degraded to the land of three thousand small worlds. It’s really amazing.
"How much?" Nie Tian did not want to talk to the stall owner nonsense, directly asked.
The stall owner smiled and said: "If the sword is not damaged, at least the third-order spirit. If the old man sees it, he will sell it to the son at the price of a first-order spirit. How to collect a hundred silver coins? How?"
After the stall owner finished, the small eyes looked at Nie Tian.
"Good!" Nie Tian smiled lightly, very simply.
Obviously, this old man does not know at all what level of sword is the sword.
The sword is created by the first refiner of the heavens with the heart of the stars. It is called the first sword of the heavens, but it is the true nine-dimensional emperor!
If the sword is only a third-order spirit, how can it kill the demon dragon?
The most important thing is that the sword is the sword of Nie Tian, not to mention one hundred silver coins, that is, one million gold coins, and he is absolutely unambiguous.
The stall owner saw Nie Tian so simply, and could not help but regret it. I knew it would be more important.
But he still has faith, does not regret, still smiles and said: "The son, there are other spirits here, do you know if the son has any interest?"
Nie Tian glanced at the booth and saw the broken spirit: the rusty Danding, the broken knife, the broken armor, and even the remaining half of the board.
This old man who dares to love is a special drumstick.
Nie Tian’s mentality unfolded and he felt the spirit of the eyes one by one. He was disappointed and found nothing.
"Thank you old gentleman." Nie Tian did not want to delay, and took out ten gold coins and handed it over.
One hundred silver coins, that is, ten gold coins.
The common currency of three thousand small worlds is all kinds of metal coins, one gold and ten silver, one silver and ten copper, one copper and ten iron.
After buying the sword, Nie Tian is in a very good mood and intends to go to the Liyun Mountains immediately.
"Nie Tian!" Just as he turned around, a voice suddenly sounded behind his back.
The sound is very nice, like a scorpio, but at the same time, it is full of cold taste.
Nie Tian's foot was the next time, turned back and looked into the eye, let him slightly glimpse.
The girl in front of her eyes, about fifteen or six years old, has a beautiful face, beautiful and dusty.
She stood there, her body smelling cold and cold, like a cloudless iceberg.
Nie Tian did not think that there were such peerless women in the remote towns of the three thousand small worlds.
"Ink like this!" In the mind, quickly collected information about the girl in front of her eyes, Nie Tian shouted her name.
The girl in front of her name is Mo Ruyi, the palm of the palm of the city of Moyang.
"Nie Tian, you still remember me. Are you finally showing up?" Mo Ruyi said again, the voice is still cold, but the tone seems to be mixed with a faint resentment.
