Chapter 10 Qingliu Jushi

(Third update, please collect!)

Three months can't change a person's appearance, but it can make the beard and hair very long.

Today's Zhang Yan is.

He used to face the world with a cold and beautiful face, but now his jaw and temples are covered with thick beards, hanging down to his chest.

And his hair grew like a wild weed in the wilderness, spreading to his waist.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan is not a sloppy person. His long hair and long beard are not dirty, but a little messy, which can be described as "untied".

In three months, the refinery shop he opened still did not sell a spiritual weapon, and the seven or eight low-grade spiritual weapons were still like brothers connected by hands and feet, snuggled together intimately.

He still goes to Qingliu Lane to drink a jar of wine every day, but he is familiar with the old couple. Unfortunately, just a few days ago, the old couple were suddenly picked up by their son and daughter-in-law.

Zhang Yan met the old couple's son and daughter-in-law, a very loyal middle-aged couple. The reason why he took the old couple was probably because of the rare heavy snow in Broken Star City, and the weather was so cold that people could freeze to death.

When the old couple left, they handed over the wine shop to Zhang Yan to take care of, penniless, and there was a hot sense of trust, which made Zhang Yan feel much better.

This simple feeling is more valuable to Zhang Yan than getting a mysterious treasure.

After the old couple left, Zhang Yan closed the wine shop, then carried dozens of jars of dry and spicy wine, and still returned to his cold and depressed refinery shop.

For the past three months, he has been very idle and not idle. Every day, he has been tirelessly to figure out the five elements of Kendo. When he is tired, he talks about some interesting things about the demon world with Bu Ruo, who is more boring than him.

But such a day suddenly began to change from one day.

The sky was still cloudy, with snowflakes. Three or two monks entered Qingliu Lane, and then they were surprised to find this refinery shop, and were attracted by six or seven low-grade spiritual weapons on the shelf at a glance.

One middle-aged man, two teenagers.

The three are obviously a master-apprentice relationship. The two teenagers followed the middle-aged and accompanied the middle-aged to observe the spiritual weapons that they could not see anything special.

Middle-aged man is Yu Changzuo, a Jindan monk of Bichan Palace in the East China Sea. To be precise, he is also a junior refiner.

Driven by curiosity, he entered this shabby refinery shop. When he saw only a few spiritual weapons on the shelf, he almost turned his head and left. But when his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a spiritual weapon, he suddenly couldn't move, as if he was enchanted, and his expression gradually became doubtful and dignified...

When he finished reading all the spiritual weapons one by one, his face became extremely strange, as if he was in a trance, as if he had encountered something extremely incredible.

"I'm going to close the door."

During the three hours of Yu Changzuo's observation, Zhang Yan has been lying lazily by a burning charcoal stove in front of the door.

At this time, he was still sitting there, but he said the first sentence after Yu Changzuo and the others entered the refinery shop.

Yu Changzuo woke up. He looked at Zhang Yan next to the stove and said solemnly, "I don't know the price of these spiritual weapons?"

"Three hundred medium-grade spiritual stones each."

"Three hundred? You are on the intention to sne people!" A teenager behind Yu Changzuo shouted.

Zhang Yan didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes stared at the snowflakes slowly falling outside the door, as if he were distracted.

Yu Changzuo stared at the teenager behind him, made a silent gesture, and then said, "The price is more reasonable. I want these seven spiritual weapons." With that, he took out the spirit stone from the storage bag.

"Only one piece at a time." Zhang Yan glanced at Yu Changzuo, and his voice was still extremely flat.

Yu Changzuo was stunned and immediately said, "Why?"

"Rules." Zhang Yan picked up a jar of wine from under the chair, patted the open mud, took a big sip, and then said.

"Who broke the rules?" The teenager behind Yu Changzuo couldn't help speaking again. He seemed to be very unhappy with Zhang Yan and seemed to think that this guy was always lying in the chair, which was disrespectful to their master.

Yu Changzuo stared at his disciple with a stern face, which scared the teenager couldn't help shivering and dared not speak any more.

"Okay, I want that flying sword." Yu Changzuo handed a storage bag containing 300 medium-grade spiritual stones to Zhang Yan, pointed to a sword on the shelf, and whispered.

"Take it away."

Zhang Yan stood up, pulled out the sword on the shelf, handed it to Yu Changzuo, and then walked to the door, ready to close the door.

Seeing this, Yu Changzuo forced the doubts that rushed to his mouth back into his stomach. Then he took two disciples out of the door and walked into the wind and snow.

"Master, is there anything special about this flying sword?" Leaving the refinery, the teenager who had never spoken couldn't help asking.

Yu Changzuo said, "It's not just special, it's simply a masterpiece. I didn't expect that there would be such a tall person in this small place.

The teenager was surprised and said, "The disciple saw that the man must be messy and seemed to be quite down. How could he be a master? Is his refining level better than that of his master?

Yu Changzuo just said, "A teacher is just a junior refiner, and that person can be at the level of a senior refiner."

The teenager's eyes suddenly widened and said incredulously, "Master... How did Master see it?"

Yu Chang opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something, but he finally resisted and just said, "You will understand in the future..."

The three masters and apprentices left in the snow with their own thoughts.

Zhang Yan looked at the disappearance of the three people's backs and did not rush to close the door, but sat back in the chair and meditated.

Of course, he knows why Yu Changzuo bought all the treasures in his shop, because these seven or eight subordinate spiritual weapons are the only finished products he has refined again according to Master Cai's method of casting swords and virtual array refining methods!

Each spiritual weapon has been enhanced by him with different effects according to its texture, and the method of casting sword by Master Cai has been completely quenched. Although it is still a low-grade spiritual weapon, its efficacy and power are not the same.

Of course, Zhang Yan also spent a lot of time to excavate the power of a lower spiritual weapon to this point, and destroyed more than a dozen spiritual weapons just by practicing his hands.

Now there is nothing else in his storage bag except a few left on the shelf.

If he changes to others, he must be distressed, but Zhang Yan is now in the late stage of Yuanying, and the people around him can't use spiritual weapons, so he can only sell them in exchange for some spiritual stones.

The reason why it is a spiritual stone, rather than exchanging other spiritual herbs, elixir and even skills, is not that Zhang Yan is greedy for money, but that ugly is about to wake up!

Since Chou'er was seriously injured by the king snake under the island in the middle of the lake before entering the world of thousands of swords, he has fallen into a deep sleep. Decades have passed. Zhang Yan has returned to the ancient continent from the world of swords, but there is still no sign of awakening.

Xiaomei also went to sleep with Chou'er. Xiaomei just consumed her aura and did not receive serious injury. Zhang Yan was not worry. What he was worried about was that Chou'er, a wind-winged beast that had been brought by him since childhood, would never wake up again.

But fortunately, just a month ago, he suddenly noticed that the ugly breath suddenly became lively, and there was a faint sign of opening his eyes. Naturally, he had to prepare enough spiritual stones for the little guy to have a full meal after waking up.

Chou'er has the bloodline of the ancient mythical beast. In the small beauty of Aoki's spirit, Zhang Yan learned a little strangeness. He still remembers a virtual shadow that appeared on his back when Ura and Xiaomei were fighting in Qianyuzong.

Even if Zhang Yan is now in the later stage of Yuanying, he still feels a little palpitation when he thinks of the shadow that emits a stormy weather like an ancient fierce beast.

The virtual shadow is so powerful that Zhang Yan has to doubt that the origin of this ugly little guy must be extremely not simple.

In fact, since he saw that the ugly only devoured the spirit stone, he noticed a trace of the ugly. Now, the ugly horse is about to wake up, but he has to take a good look at this little guy.

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A few days after Yu Changzuo and the three left, there were suddenly many monks in Qingliu Lane. These monks had only one purpose, that is, to buy a spiritual weapon and a lower spiritual weapon from the refining shop in the deepest part of the alley.

There is also a rumor in the snowy Broken Star City: a senior refiner who can condense a virtual array hides in an alley and opens an extremely cold refinery shop.

This transmission was very conflicting and dramatic, and soon captured the hearts of all the monks.

Imagine how glorious a senior refiner can condense a virtual array at the same time. In a superpower such as Dongfumen, it is absolutely a lofty existence, but he opens an extremely cold shop in an extremely cold place. How can this not make people curious?

The lower spiritual weapon placed in the refinery shop was bought out in a day, and even because a spiritual weapon was hit by three waves of monks at the same time, it almost caused a battle.

Finally, Zhang Yan, who was covered with a layer of senior refiner's holy clothes, opened his mouth and said, "The high price will know" to solve all disputes.

The low-grade spiritual weapon was also sold at a sky-high price of 1,500 medium-grade spiritual stones.

Later, more and more monks came to Qingliu Lane, and there were even many monks from Middle-earth, northern Xinjiang and southern wilderness.

Although the spiritual weapons in the refinery shop are sold out, the senior refiner is still there. As long as you pay a valuable spiritual stone and hand over a magic weapon below the level of Xuanbao, this senior refiner can help you increase the power of the magic weapon by 20%!

Twenty is enough to save your life many times in battle...

Zhang Yan naturally knew that he had inexplicably become a low-key hidden senior array mage, but in the face of the spirit stone sent to his door, he did not mind taking some orders and practicing with other people's magic weapons.

Of course, destruction is impossible. That's why he stipulates that it is a magic weapon below the level of Xuanbao. As for the workload, you can only take over one business in three days, even if there are too many spiritual stones.

No one else, Zhang Yan still has to practice the five elements of kendo!

Gradually, Zhang Yan added another nickname--

Qingliu Jushi......

Well, the name is really hard to hear, but those monks don't know Zhang Yan's name. When they talk about this senior array mage, they always bring a bunch of words like "the senior refiner in a refinery shop living in Qingliu Lane"?

"Green Liu Jushi..."

Bu Ruo sat on the roof with his chin in his hand, looking at the snowflakes all over the sky and thinking about his boring name.

He hasn't killed anyone for a long time...

PS: Take your time, there will be a war, all kinds of awesome people will appear, let's Xu Tuzhi.