Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 147: Not dead

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"Okay, three of you, sit down and talk slowly." After Lin Fei finished speaking, no matter whether the three of them sit down or not, he just found a chair and sat down: "You come here this time, for It’s nothing more than the sword. Just now from the Qianshan Sect..."

Speaking of this, Lin Fei glanced at Zhao Sihai, with some inquiries in his eyes, Zhao Sihai was clever, and quickly declared himself: "Zhao Sihai, Zhao Sihai..."

"Oh, Brother Zhao from the Qianshan Sect said that the three came to Jianzhufang to discuss a business..." Lin Fei nodded, and then continued: "This is not very Well, we opened the door of Zhujianfang to do business, and those who came in were all customers, so why bother?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, but I can't be called the senior brother, I can call me Xiao Zhao or Xiao Hai..." Zhao Sihai is still shaking his legs when he hears Lin Fei calling him senior brother, even more so Suddenly shuddered with fright, he quickly took the initiative to lower his status.

"Hehe..." Of course Lin Fei would not entangle him with what to call him, just smiled, and then his gaze fell on An Zijie who was still dumbfounded: "Junior Brother An, your Chi Ming is not dead, you don't need to I've been watching there. Among the three of you, the one who wants the sword most is you. You don't want to think of a way. After you go back, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain..."

"Huh?" When An Zijie heard this, he seemed to be alive again, his eyes looked straight at Lin Fei: "What are you talking about, my Chi Ming is not dead?"

After I finished speaking, I seemed to realize that my tone was wrong, and quickly changed to a more polite tone: "Lin...Senior Brother Lin, I am really not dead?"

"Well, I didn't die."

"But..." An Zijie was still not at ease.

"..." Lin Fei couldn't help but shook his head. Seeing him like this, if you don't let him rest assured, I'm afraid that he doesn't even think about the sword, so he had to say, "If I read it right. , You, Chi Ming, should have been a Wutu before his death, a naturally raised alien, with a single horn on his forehead, all limbs and seven orifices guarded, looking like a stranger, he feeds on people on weekdays, and lives in the southern wilderness. Every three hundred years, the horn on Wutu’s forehead will fall, and another one will be born in another three hundred years. Craftsmen like to use this single horn to sacrifice magic weapons..."

"However, few people know that this single horn on Wutu's forehead, in addition to being good at setting off fire, can also entrust Wutu's three souls and seven spirits. When in danger, Wutu will use the three souls. The seven souls are pinned in the horns, even if they die, they will be reborn from the horns in three hundred years..."

Lin Fei’s remarks, let alone An Zijie, even as a master craftsman, it can be said to be a well-informed paradigm, it can be said to be unheard of, for a while, everyone in the sword workshop They all looked at Lin Fei blankly, as if they wanted to see the real answer from Lin Fei's face.

"When you sacrificed and refined this Chi Ming, one of the things you did the most right was that you didn't take off the single horn alone, and sacrificed it to a magic artifact alone. Now this single horn is still there. Chi Ming’s three souls and seven souls do not disperse. After you go back, as long as you use your Chi Ming’s method to patiently practice for a month, this Chi Ming will naturally reshape its true body, and because it has experienced a rebirth, it’s more powerful than Now it’s a bit bigger..."

"Thank you Brother Lin!" At this moment, An Zijie felt like he was escaping from death. You know, this Chi Ming is the foundation of An Zijie's enlightenment. If he really died here today, then An Zijie The road to practice is really broken...

"Okay, the gossip is over, let's talk about this sword."

"Brother Lin, my Qianshan Sect is willing to buy this sword with 10,000 spiritual stones." Zhao Sihai waited for a long time, and finally waited until Lin Fei finished talking about Chi Ming, and hurried to quote the price as soon as possible. .

When Zhao Sihai spoke, whether it was Su Jin or An Zijie, he suddenly cursed in his heart, this **** is really a **** loach, he will drill wherever there is a hole...

But, ten thousand spirit stones want to take this sword?

Dreaming!

An Zijie stretched out a hand without even thinking about it: "Brother Lin, my Netherworld Sect is willing to buy this sword with fifteen thousand spirit stones!"

"I Lishanjian sent 18,000 Spirit Stones." Su Jin was not far behind.

"Hey, you two, do you really want to be an enemy of my Netherworld Sect?" An Zijie looked at the situation and immediately stopped doing it. Damn these two bastards, this is going to smash the spirit stone to death. Ah...

"What is the enemy and not the enemy, don't understand the business, don't buckle us indiscriminately!" As a result, the other two did not buy it.

The three people were there, you said and I said, making a mess. The price of this sword, from the 10,000 spiritual stones at the beginning, to the astonishing 30,000 spiritual stones, and it seems that the three people No one meant to give up...

"It seems that the three of them are all very interested..." Lin Fei thought for a while, and then said: "However, in the world of Luofu, the three sects all made friends with Wen Jianzong. I don’t want to offend one of them. Otherwise, I will give three people three days. During these three days, the three can each come and quote me once. Whoever pays the highest price can take it. A sword."

"This..." The three of them couldn't help but hesitate, but after thinking about it, they had to admit that this was the best solution. It’s not good for everyone...

So the three people with their own thoughts hurriedly left the Sword Casting Workshop.

"Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin..." As soon as the three of them left, Jiang Li approached his back foot. Although he was a little shocked by the terrifying power that Uncle Lin had just shown, in comparison, Jiang Li The only thing I really care about is the 30,000 spiritual stones that fly away. When I speak, there is a regret that a cooked duck flies in the voice: "Why did you let them go? That's 30,000 spiritual stones." , What if the three of them go back to discuss it and find that the sword is not worth buying thirty thousand spirit stones, and then come back and quote a reserve price?"

"Hehe, do you want thirty thousand spiritual stones or more than hundreds of thousand spiritual stones?"

"Huh?" Jiang Li suddenly froze: "What are the hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones?"

"Let's wait and see." After saying this, Lin Fei didn't say much, but just sat there and waited peacefully...

Sure enough, Zhao Sihai ran back in less than an hour.

After the true disciple of the Qianshan Sect entered the door, he sneaked a look out of the door. After confirming that no one was following him, he exhaled a long sigh, turned his head and squeezed a flattering smile on his face. "Brother Lin, my Qianshan Sect is willing to sell forty thousand spiritual stones, you can sell me the sword..."