The Wuming Valley is located in the boundary of 200 kilometers southwest of Fengyuan Mountain City. After passing a small stone forest, there are many stars and lights appearing in front of it. Tian Maoping knew that he had found the right place./www.qВ5,com/Free Novel Network The sound of breaking through the air came from all directions, and the sword lights of all kinds gathered here. Unexpectedly, the black market in Tianyi is so lively, and the difficulty of Taobao increases accordingly.

He slowly floated down while stepping on the flying sword, looking around and thought to himself: "There are too many people, so it is hard for Zhou Qinghong to talk about this place and it turns out that everyone knows the nameless valley in the middle and the middle. Let's take a look first, at least the flying swords you bring should not worry about selling them."

The disciples walked in groups of three or three, and some of them were picky and selected from the stalls and were very enthusiastic about collecting "stolen goods". The sellers were all kinds of people, some were old people with low eyebrows and silent eyes, some were scary and strong men, and some were light gauze covering the NV. I don’t know whether they were ashamed to sell the business or were afraid that the goods channels were not clean in order to protect themselves.

Next to each stall, there were lamps illuminated seven feet in a circle, and basically all the goods were clearly visible at a glance. Tian Maoping seemed to be walking casually, but in fact he made accurate judgments on everything. Those low-end goods were blocked and only cared about precious materials and strange things. Maybe he had a good luck today, so he just walked to the seventh stall and suddenly stopped.

Tian Maoping's eyes were faintly visible. It was really surprising that he actually saw things in his hometown here. It was a knife, and the brown mark on the scabbard was very familiar. This knife belonged to the Shangguan family of the Qingyang Star. There were many families of stars in the Demonic Dao, and very few were famous because of their extremely strict requirements for manpower and material resources. The Shangguan family owned three rare earth rich mines, and the hardness and toughness of the production weapons were called treasure blades. It enjoyed a high reputation in the Demonic Dao, and its status was even half a piece of the Tian family. He had long wanted to collect rare earth knives, but he had never had a chance. It was really "I searched for it without any effort when I got it", but I actually met it in Zhengyi.

"Senior brother, how to sell this iron-making short knife?"

"Yeah, my junior brother has a good vision. The sword was sold by the senior brother Yinxing, who was stationed in the garrison. I am not pretentious, and the price is 9,000 yuan at a time."

Tian Maoping took the short knife in his hand and looked at it carefully. He gently slapped the blade, and the blue stripes radiated the cold air with the light. A little regretful, the real rare earth blade was red-brown or had frost and white spots. It was obvious that this was a NV man using weapons, and he was too pursuing softness and gave up hardness, and there were not many rare earths mixed in. He smiled shyly: "This senior brother, you see, my junior brother is not rich. Today is the first time I came to the market. I wanted to sell a few flying swords to make up enough money and then buy necessary things, but who knew that I would come across this knife? I thought my sister at home must like this thing. How about using a three-instant flying sword to change the knife?"

The seller on the opposite side praised: "My junior brother knows how to do business for the first time when he came to the market. This mind is admirable. It is OK to change the knife, but the Sanshu Flying Sword is a little more ordinary. This knife is said to be a thing of the demonic demon. Let's do this, the two Sanshu Flying Swords belong to you."

Tian Maoping said intently: "Wow, don't look at this guy's appearance, he seems to be careless, but he is actually better than anyone else's ability. He is a little more tender when playing this set with me!" He sighed helplessly: "Forget it, it's too expensive. It seems that my junior brother can't afford this knife, and there will be a period of time in the future."

Yu was so arrogant that he raised his feet and left. Sure enough, he heard a voice behind him: "Junior brother, I have to discuss it. Is it a three-instant flying sword? I'll change it."

What market can magic weapons have in Tianyi Mén? The price of 9,000 is too high, and it is only sold for a material fee. The three-shun Flying Sword sold for 6,000 yuan is basically no problem. Although the price is low, it is hard currency, and neither side of the transaction is at a loss. Tian Maoping was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he changed to a short knife and continued to walk forward. The rare earth sword was sold at the Luang Star to 30,000 yuan, and it was priceless. Overall, it was still profitable.

Next, it was inevitable that people would be disappointed. The good materials were not even put out, and some ordinary items were still mysterious and cost a lot of money, which was a new disciple. Then I thought it was right. Everyone wanted to take advantage, but is it really that easy to take advantage? Who has good things that don’t want to keep for themselves? Unless there is no promotion.

After looking at it for more than an hour, no valuable materials were found, and there were more than ten stalls that had not been visited, but I had lost my mood. I glanced forward a little. There was a dim light inside the Wuming Valley, and I couldn't notice it if I didn't look carefully. I was curious and stepped on the flying sword and floated over.

Under the lonely lamp, an old man was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, his beards all white, and he felt the breath of grass and trees in the nameless valley with pleasure. Although his breath was unbearable, he could not tell the nature while sitting cross-legged. It was like a rock embracing the surrounding environment for hundreds of years. More than ten flying swords were placed in neat white cloth in front of him. Before Tian Maoping could walk, he heard the old man say, "Customers go to mén, please choose whatever you need. I haven't opened it yet!"

"Old sir, are you also a disciple of Tianyi? Why did you move the stall so far? No one passes by here."

The old man replied without any rush, "Not afraid. I used to be a disciple of Tianyi. I was blind and my cultivation was also useless. I could only do some small business with my old friends when I was young. The rest of the stalls were too noisy, and I like to be clean when I was old. In addition, I have fixed customers, and those who want to buy swords will come. This is the first time I have seen this little brother, and it is also a fate."

In fact, Tian Mao took a fancy to a flying sword before his feet touched the ground. To be precise, a sword with mottled scabbards with some moist moist skin. Only God knows how it has experienced it.

The hilt of the sword is covered with cracks, and it feels greasy when held in the hand. It can be used to come out of the sword without pressing the collapse spring. It is a terrible sight. The blue-black sword body is full of gaps, which is no different from metal strips. Even if Tian Maoping has unique eyes, he will not be interested in this sword. It is purely accidental to attract attention. Because there is a magnetic ring on his finger to control the modified flying sword, the magnetic pole suddenly becomes disordered when it falls. He can't help but shake it. He uses magnetism all year round and rarely travels on business pools, so he secretly makes handprints to detect it. Later, the root cause comes from a broken sword.

"Senior, how do you sell the flying sword on the far left?" Tian Mao said with a clear view of the mountain.

"Oh? I want to buy this flying sword? Tell me to think about it. It has been about forty-eight years. No one has ever been interested in it since it appeared in the market. You are the first one. Can you tell me why? As long as it makes sense, I will not take any money."

Tian Maoping naturally would not tell the truth. He had already developed a high acting skills in Ouyang Mansion. It was not easy to make up a lie. He said respectfully: "I encountered a fire three years ago. It was a pity that my mother was in a fire scene and was unable to save her. Although she was lucky enough to die, she was plagued by fire poison. She survived and survived until recently. Looking at this sword, I really couldn't bear it. It had suffered all the pain and had to be used as a commodity. Sorrow came from my heart, so I bought it and treasured it."

The old man's expression froze suddenly, and the corners of his mouth squirmed as if he had something to say but couldn't say it. After a while, he said in a daze: "Sorry comes from the heart? What a sadness comes from the heart! The flying sword has a spirit, yes, the flying sword has a spirit. I have been angry with it all these years, but I don't know that the sword spirit is as painful as me. Why doesn't it want to laugh proudly at the top of the blue clouds? It's so painful, so sad!" After a pause, he suddenly said: "Young man, your achievements in the future are bound to be limited. The knot in the heart has been awakened by four words for many years. Okay, okay, the sword has returned to you, and it is its fate to meet the benefactor. I should have returned to the dust and soil, but it is just an obsession to support the sick body. There are thirty-three flying swords here, together with the storage black silk bracelet! All things outside of the body should be repaid."

Tian Maoping was slightly stunned. The old man's face was full of vitality. This was a phenomenon of resurrection. He was about to come forward to comfort him, but unexpectedly, his hunched body was getting more and more tingling, emitting a momentum. At the same time, the old man's skin was brighter, and then his whole person turned into a faint and fainted disappearing with the wind.

The old man, with liberation and unwillingness, pulled out the last trace of true energy in his body and disappeared.

"senior……"

A piece of lying to make a lie actually caused a human life. The bracelet and the more than ten flying swords placed on the ground proved that it was not a dream. Even if the flying swords were only five moments at the highest level, it was a considerable fortune. Besides, the old man said that a total of thirty-three flying swords should be in the bracelet.

Anyone who encounters such a sudden incident will be méng. Even if Tian Maoping's nerves are rough enough, it will take a while to recover his mood. Help the old man untie the knot. Since he has been seeking death in this way, he can't stop him! He took a few steps and held the bracelet and said intently: "Good thing, at least ten cubic meters of space, what is the old man's identity? He is so rich, you don't have to look at the flying swords inside, they must be high-end goods."

Do you still need to be polite? He quickly raised the flying sword on the ground and stuffed it into the bracelet. Unfortunately, he heard a rant behind him: "Who are you? Where is the Sword Master Leque?"

Looking back, I saw three people standing in the air, two men and one NV, both of whom were twenty-five and sixteen years old, NV had fair skin, eyes were full of charm, but their mouth was extremely thin, and they were a little embarrassed, wearing night clothes, and had a convex figure. Tian Maoping was not surprised when dealing with things, but still held Luo Feijian in his hand and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Among the three, the man in brocade was humming: "Little devil, don't be ungrateful. I'll ask you where is the old man of Lieque? He promised our junior sister to give up her love, and he wouldn't just change his mind and hide in a while, wouldn't he? He asked him out."

Tian Maoping had a good time to pack up the flying swords and the handfuls he sold them. He had never seen such a magnificent person. His nostrils were stuck to the sky. It seemed that this Leque Sword Old Master was not having a good life. He was unwilling to cause trouble and then he clasped his fists and said, "This senior brother, I am not in good health. I'm going back to rest. Next time you come, I'll just close the stall on my behalf."

"He dares to play this young master. I'll wait for the next time, and it will take a month next time! Take us to find an old man."

Tian Maoping thought to himself: "There's a big trouble. The old man was awakened by a word and turned away. But he had to take care of his affairs clearly! Don't say that he didn't know where he lives, even if he knew, it would be useless. Where can he look for him when he died? Fortunately, the flying sword on the ground was not a high-end product. Maybe the Dayan Xing Qishu Tianjian was in the bracelet, but it was difficult to take it out and see it to ensure that the other party would not be greedy. What should we do now?"

Just as he was thinking, a hateful voice sounded again: "What are you still standing there for ungrateful things? Let me lead the way."
Chapter completed!