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Chapter 8 This is too low

The Divine Weapon Pavilion, where the weapons are purchased in Fenghuocheng City, not only are there ordinary soldiers used by ordinary people, but also spiritual soldiers used by warriors.

Spiritual soldiers are made of precious materials, which are extremely sharp, cut iron like mud, and even add to the combat power of warriors. Therefore, spiritual soldiers are the best weapon for warriors.

Like the long sword that Lu Ming's father left behind and later seized by Lu Chuan was a spiritual soldier.

Spiritual weapons are mainly divided into nine levels, each level is divided into low-grade, medium-grade and high-grade.

This time, Lu Ming wanted to buy a spiritual weapon first to practice swordsmanship.

Lu Ming and Qiu Yue walked into the Divine Soldier Pavilion together.

In the Shenbing Pavilion, two rows of young and beautiful women stood, and were the female clerks who were receiving guests in the Shenbing Pavilion.

But when Lu Ming and Qiuyue walked into the store, the female clerks frowned, and none of them came forward to receive them.

Lu Ming and Qiu Yue were not wearing very well. Lu Ming was wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, while Qiu Yue was wearing maids' clothes. These clerks were all old friends and could tell at a glance that they were the kind of people who had no money.

Of course no one wants to receive two people.

Lu Ming frowned slightly, ignored him, and started to look at him.

In the Divine Soldier Pavilion, most of them are ordinary soldiers, and there are very few first-level spiritual soldiers, and most of them are only first-level low-level spiritual soldiers, and there are very few medium-level spiritual soldiers. Lu Ming turned around and saw only three medium-level spiritual soldiers.

Lu Ming didn't even like it. He wanted to buy it, so he planned to buy it better.

"Young Master, do you need anything to help? I can recommend it for you."

At this moment, a timid voice sounded.

Tang Feng turned around and saw that it was a young female clerk with a round face and a slightly red face. Looking at Lu Ming, she looked a little cramped.

She is a new clerk from this weapon shop. She is shy and has poor performance. She just saw that no one received Lu Ming, so she came up with the courage.

"This girl has no performance this month, so she is really anxious. What kind of person can she receive? With my years of experience in this industry, it is good for this kid to buy an iron sword worth ten taels of silver."

"Isn't it? I might as well stand here to rest when I receive such a country bumpkin?"

Not far away, several female clerks looked at Lu Ming and whispered.

Although the sound was not loud, it still reached the ears of Lu Ming, Qiu Yue and others without falling.

"Young Master..." Qiuyue pulled Lu Ming's sleeve.

"It's okay!" Lu Ming smiled at Qiu Yue. These are just ordinary people, and he was too lazy to see them.

Just when I was about to ask the round-faced female clerk if there were any more advanced spirit soldiers, I was interrupted by a discordant voice.

"Yuyouyou, isn't this Lu Ming and Master Lu? What wind blows you here?" As the voice fell, two young men, one man and one woman walked in.

The man had a slutty face and was not tall, but he was wearing a gorgeous silver robe.

The woman has a few looks, but her nostrils are facing the sky and she looks arrogant.

"Lu Bing, Lu Mei."

Lu Ming's expression moved.

The Lu family is divided into one main branch and seven branches, with eight meridians.

Lu Ming knew both of these two people, one was the son of the fifth branch of the Lu family, and the other was the daughter of the sixth branch of the Lu family.

The one who just spoke was Lu Bing.

Lu Bing looked at Lu Ming, and said with some contempt, "What? Lu Ming, I heard that your bloodline has failed to awaken and your true energy cannot be condensed. I also learned from others to buy weapons? Do you want to buy a kitchen knife and go back to kill the chicken? Hahaha."

"Lu Mazi, get out of here, you are blocking the way."

Lu Ming replied without any haste.

"Lu Ming, what did you say?" Lu Bing hated others calling him Mazi the most in his life. Now Lu Ming actually called him in front of so many young beauties, especially Lu Mei, which made him furious.

"Wang Mazi, I told you to get out of here!" Lu Ming shouted coldly.

"Lu Ming, you are looking for death, do you still think you are the young master of the main meridian? Once the clan passes, Miss Yao'er ascends to the position of head of the family, you will be nothing. Do you understand? Do you still dare to offend me? Come and curry favor with me now and kowtow to apologize. I will still give you a bowl of rice at that time."

Lu Bing started barking like an excited wild dog.

But Lu Ming just looked at him coldly, like an idiot.

"Lu Ming, wait for me."

A cold look flashed in Lu Bing's eyes, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He looked at Lu Ming randomly and mockedly and said, "Lu Ming, did I hit it? I came to buy a grocery knife and went back to kill chickens. That's right. What good things can you afford?"

"Young Master Lu Bing, welcome to you. What do you need? Just open your mouth."

Several female clerks had already surrounded Lu Bing with flattering smiles on their faces.

"hey-hey!"

Looking at a round-faced female clerk beside Lu Ming, Lu Bing sneered proudly and said loudly: "Today is my sister Lu Mei's birthday. I want to buy her a spiritual soldier as a gift. Tell me, what good spiritual soldiers are there to recommend."

He deliberately made the word "spiritual soldier" very seriously.

"Young Master Lu Bing wants to buy spiritual soldiers!"

The female clerks' eyes suddenly lit up and they all recommended each one.

"Young Master Lu Bing, how do you think of this Qingsong Sword? A first-class low-grade spiritual soldier, with pine patterns inside..."

"This silver ice sword is also very good..."

But after Lu Mei looked at the spirit soldiers, she shook her head, obviously she didn't like it anymore.

Lu Bing gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't fool me with those first-level low-level spiritual soldiers, take out your first-level medium-level spiritual soldiers."

"Young Master Lu Bing, do you want to buy a first-level mid-grade spiritual soldier?" When the female clerks heard this, their eyes shone brightly, and their bodies were trembling with excitement, and they surrounded Lu Bing and promoted it like chicken blood.

A medium-grade spiritual soldier is worth at least 800 taels of silver. They will definitely receive a lot of commission after selling it. What if they are not excited?

Around Lu Ming, the round-faced female clerk looked at her with envy. She was shy by nature and could not compete with the other clerks at all.

After some mission recommendation, Lu Bing chose a first-class mid-grade spiritual soldier, Qingfeng Sword.

It is worth one thousand taels of silver.

Lu Bing paid the silver bill with some pain, two silver bills with a denomination of 500 taels were deliberately held in his hand and shook it. He looked at Tang Feng with a look of contempt.

"What? Lu Ming, why don't you choose the weapons you want to buy? Are the weapons here too low-level and you don't like them? Hahaha!"

Lu Bing laughed arrogantly.

"Of course, Brother Lu Bing, who is the eldest master of the main vein, how could he be more fond of this middle-grade spiritual soldier?"

Lu Mei chuckled, holding the Qingfeng Sword, looking left and right, unable to let go of her love.

"How do you know? I really think the weapons here are too low-level."

Suddenly, Lu Ming pretended to be surprised.

Then he said to the round-faced female clerk: "Girl, do you have any first-class top-grade spiritual soldiers here? Show it to me."

"What?"

The audience suddenly became quiet, including the round-faced female clerk, Qiuyue, and other female clerks, Lu Bing and Lu Mei, all stared at Lu Ming in a daze.

"What? Lu Ming, do you want to buy a first-level top-grade spiritual soldier? Do you know how much silver you need for a first-level top-grade spiritual soldier? This is not something you can afford to buy, can you afford it?"

Lu Bing's eyes flashed and he cried to Lu.

A first-level top-grade spiritual soldier is at least several times the price of a first-level middle-grade spiritual soldier. He doesn't believe that Lu Ming can afford it if he kills him.

"Young Master, are you saying you want to buy a first-class spiritual soldier?" The round-faced female clerk also asked in disbelief.

"What? Do you don't have first-level top-grade spiritual soldiers here? Or are you afraid that the silver I brought is not enough?"

Lu Ming smiled and took out a stack of silver notes from his arms, all of which were denominations of 500 taels per bill, with a total of more than a dozen.

"You...how do you have so many silver notes?"

Looking at the stack of silver notes in Lu Ming's hand, Lu Bing's eyes almost popped out.

Lu Mei and several other female clerks almost glared out their eyes.

Qiuyue also opened her mouth and stared at Lu Ming blankly.
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