Chapter 26 The name of the sword dawns! Chen Ling is worried

"Yes, these gangs do all kinds of evil, they are simply parasites of Mucheng!"

Lin Changsheng smiled secretly in his heart.

Yan Zhen may not have expected that the hero would be sitting in front of her now.

"Chang Sheng, are you at Baicao Hall? Didn't I hear before that you went to Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts?"

Yan Zhen's beautiful eyes flashed and she asked.

"Yes, I learned Iron Sand Palm. In order to strengthen my body, I joined Baicaotang. Now I can make Qi-Building Pills."

Lin Changsheng said in one stroke.

"You know how to make Qi-Building Pills?! That's great, but your body is indeed much stronger now than before!"

Yan Zhen squeezed Lin Changsheng's arm and found that his arm muscles were bulging and extremely strong, and she couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"Sister Zhen, I've finished eating, thank you."

Lin Changsheng smiled, wiped his mouth after eating, and said to Yan Zhen.

"Why are you being polite to me? Come as often as you have time."

Yan Zhen said with a smile.

"Um!"

Lin Changsheng said goodbye to Sister Zhen and went directly to Zhang's Blacksmith Shop in the west of the city.

Mucheng.

Xicheng.

Lin Changsheng stood at the door of Zhang's blacksmith shop.

Just now, he handed Chen Ling's account book to the post envoy and sent it to the big city in southern Fujian. It is estimated that Chen Ling will be imprisoned and beheaded soon.

He did too many evil things.

Enough to make him die several times.

Zhang's Blacksmith Shop has a history of nearly a hundred years in Mucheng. The family has been a blacksmith for generations.

Whether it is farm tools or swords and other weapons, the Zhang family is second to none in the city.

The blacksmith shop is at the end of the West City. The shop is very large and divided into two stalls. The left side sells farm tools and daily necessities, while the right side sells eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds.

"Hello, brother, what weapon do you want to buy?"

When Lin Changsheng walked into the blacksmith shop selling swords, he was greeted by a tall, dark-skinned young man with a resolute face and piercing eyes.

"I want to buy a long knife."

Lin Changsheng looked at the weapons on the weapon rack and said.

He found that among the eighteen kinds of weapons, swords were the most common.

"Brother, you have come to our place at the right time. We have fine iron knives, cutting iron knives, hundred-refined fine steel knives, etc. You can take a look and choose as you like!"

The young man introduced Lin Changsheng enthusiastically.

"Well, these knives are a bit light. Are there any heavier knives?"

Lin Changsheng held up these knives and waved them casually. They felt light and airy, almost meaning that after the fifth level of his golden bell, his physical strength increased greatly and his bones became much thicker!

The weight of these ordinary knives cannot match his current strength.

"Yes! Come with me!"

After hearing Lin Changsheng's words, the young man showed a look of surprise in his eyes, nodded, and walked towards the back hall.

The knives displayed in the shop can be used by ordinary third-rate masters.

The boy in front of him actually wanted a heavier knife, which was beyond his expectation.

Zhang's blacksmith shop, with a shop in the front and a blacksmithing place in the back, was very hot. Beside the furnace, five or six men with bulging muscles were sweating profusely.

There were bursts of banging and banging sounds one after another.

The young man led Lin Changsheng to a room with a radius of three feet. There were seventeen or eight weapons hanging on the walls inside, including swords, guns, swords and halberds.

The young man stepped forward, took out one of the long black knives, handed it to Lin Changsheng, and said. "Brother, this knife is mixed with some exotic iron, so it is heavier. Do you like it?"

This knife is more than three feet long and two and a half inches wide. The blade is black and the handle is engraved with grid patterns.

The scabbard is also engraved with a grid pattern.

Lin Changsheng took the knife and danced it a few times, stroking the blade lightly. He felt a sharp and cold feeling coming from his fingertips, and he danced very smoothly.

"good!"

Lin Changsheng secretly praised him, looked at the young man Zhang Yi and asked. "How can I sell this knife?"

"It took 2 months to forge this thousand-forged sword. If you sincerely want it, please give me 40 taels."

Zhang Yi thought for a moment and said.

This knife has not been sold for three years since it was made. One reason is that it is a bit expensive, and the other reason is that it is too disliked by ordinary swordsmen.

"Twenty taels! I want it!"

Lin Changsheng's eyes flashed and he said.

"Brother, you pressed too hard. Let's do this. Take it if you give me 36 taels. No more."

Zhang Yi had a troubled look on his face.

At first.

Those exotic irons cost a lot of money, and this knife has been tempered for many times. It is indeed good, but it is too heavy.

"I'll take the 30 taels, otherwise, forget it."

Lin Changsheng had a thoughtful look in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

He originally wanted to buy an iron-tied bow. His Nine Stars Lianzhu would allow him to perform archery skills. As long as he had a strong bow, he could shoot nine arrows in a row. With his first-class level, he could shoot nine arrows in a row, even a first-class master would definitely die.

The wooden hunting bow that Sister Zhen had at home was not enough for his current strength.

He wanted to get an iron tire bow so that it could match his strength.

However, it is currently forbidden to make bows and arrows privately in Dayu. It is estimated that Zhang Yi would not agree, so he gave up.

"33 taels!"

Zhang Yi's face showed a look of struggle.

Lin Changsheng turned around and left. His money didn't come from a flood of money. He agreed to 30 taels, but he didn't even spend the extra taels!

"Okay, just 30 taels, take it!"

Zhang Yi's face showed a look of pain, he held the knife and chased out the door.

Lin Changsheng was very satisfied, took out 30 taels of silver, and left the blacksmith shop.

Wind and Thunder Sword Technique Experience Points +1

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Lin Changsheng was carrying a knife as a gust of wind blew, and red experience value prompts kept popping up on the panel in the corner of his eyes.

"This knife is completely black, with a slightly white tip, just like the white fish belly in the early morning sky. Let's call it dawn!"

Lin Changsheng thought to himself.

Mucheng.

County government office.

"Oh God! Please keep me true to my word!"

Chen Ling stood in the backyard, looking at the row of thousand-year-old landscape trees in front of him, with deep worry in his eyes.

He had recorded everything he had done over the years in a ledger and handed it over to that person. He knew in his heart that if the ledger was exposed, he would not be able to chop off his heads.

The handle is in someone else's hands, making him feel like it's stuck in his throat and he can't sleep at night.

"Sir, since yesterday afternoon, many foreign experts have appeared in Mucheng."

At this moment, a middle-aged police officer came forward, bowed and clasped his fists.

This person is none other than Chen Ling's subordinate Zhang Han. He possesses the fierce wind sword technique and is only a little short of being able to advance to the level of a second-rate master.

"A lot of foreign masters have appeared? Do you know where they come from? Why are they here?"

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

The emergence of so many masters will have an impact on the stability of Mucheng.

"Lord Qi, as far as I know, there are nearly a hundred masters including the Five Tigers of Southern Fujian, the Canglang Swordsman Lightning Knife, the Zidian Flying Knife, and the Lingnan Double Eagle. Among them, there are 2 first-rate masters, 12 second-rate masters, and nearly three third-rate masters. Hundred!"

"I heard it was to kill someone."

Zhang Han said in a deep voice.

"Kill someone?"

A thought flashed through Chen Ling's mind, could it be him?

The four masters of Mucheng are dead, and only that one is the most powerful. These foreign masters are likely to come for this master.

It is always a big hidden danger that his handle falls into that person's hands. If these masters come for that person, then he may hope to have a good night's sleep.

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