The blacksmith simply forged the weapons, and the weapons waited here quietly for their owners to arrive. These three weapons are about to reach the realm of psychic, and as soon as Wu Luo appears, there are three powerful momentum rushing into the sky, as if they are about to explode, which is very terrifying.

But as soon as this momentum came, it was suppressed by some force in the sky. The three weapons were very dissatisfied and irritable, but they were powerless to break through the prohibition.

Wu Luo nodded secretly, this blacksmith's skill is really extraordinary, he can build a weapon to this realm out of thin air, and he thinks that he has the same technique as his own "Food Talisman", otherwise it is impossible.

It's not that the cultivation realm is without a magic weapon. There are many more first-grade magic weapons than first-grade spirit runes, and there are many more than first-grade Heavenly Mandate Divine Runes.

However, most of those first-class magic weapons are "refined", rather than created.

That is to say, at the beginning, there was the master's essence and blood, and the soul was constantly refined, and after I don't know how many years, it could become a magic weapon. Such a magic weapon, even if it is not cultivated as a natal magic weapon, it is basically in harmony with the refiner's qi and blood, if it is given to others, that person does not have decades of water mill kung fu practice, it is difficult to reach the point of being like an arm.

Even if it took those efforts, after all, it was still a little worse than the magic weapon that he personally cultivated from scratch.

But the three weapons forged by this blacksmith are different, there is no trace of anyone in them at all, no matter who gets it, they can easily sacrifice and refine completely, and they are in perfect harmony with their own primordial gods.

Wu Luo now has tungsten iron ore and discovers that the "Land of Abundance" may have the ability to grow ore, but he is not very good at refining weapons - of course, this is relative to his ability to refine talismans.

It would be a pity if the ore was sold for nothing.

Wu Luo's mind moved, and he took out another gold ingot, which was also full of real gold engraved with the "Great Zhou Treasury".

"Uncle, I want your craft. ”

...... What is the situation of Heavenly Street, and there are also people who have entered Heavenly Street before, and quietly told their own disciples or nephews. These people have been passed down from generation to generation, and there are also those who are lucky enough to know the "truth" of the matter and enter the Heavenly Street with a lot of gold and silver, these people, at the least, can return to the cultivation realm with some treasures.

But among Guo Xiao, there is obviously no such lucky person.

Monks don't need gold and silver at all, and these mundane things can't be used to make alchemy, and no one will use the precious storage space to hold these things.

So when Wu Luo was bargaining with the blacksmith, Guo Xiao and the others were kicked out by the old shopkeeper of Buzhuang.

As soon as the old shopkeeper heard that so many of them had no money, he changed his smiling face just now and greeted him, blowing his beard and glaring at him: "Go! Go, go out quickly! I don't have any money to make a ...... of fun."

There are also people who don't give up: "Seniors, seniors, don't worry, I have jade, this thing is worth more than gold and silver, you ......"

"Get out!" the old shopkeeper kicked him in the ass and kicked him out.

After a few more transfers, Guo Xiao and his gang understood that Tianjie only accepts gold and silver. What jade, chalcedony, people don't look down on at all. This made everyone inexplicably frustrated. Everyone turned their storage space over and over again, even if they could find a copper plate!

It's a pity that these people are not Wu Luo, they don't have a cave magic weapon or a spirit rune, even if they are Guo Xiao, the storage space is very limited. It is said that they are all thinking about what to carry with them, and they have to empty up the storage space every month, and there is no "fish that slip through the net", and it is impossible for gold and silver to be left.

A group of people walked down the street in frustration, and soon all the merchants knew that these people seemed to be "generous", but in fact they were penniless, and no one was waiting to see them.

...... Those lucky ones who were told the "insider" of Tianjie by their elders brought gold and silver in, and they were often able to reap something. Recently, no one has been able to take anything away from Celestial Street, just because there has been no such lucky person.

But it's easy to buy some treasures, but it's not easy to inherit and practice.

Paradise Street has its own rules.

The blacksmith looked at the gold ingot, although he was greedy, he still wiped his chin with his big hand: "You still have a look, these three, pick any one." ”

Wu Luo did not give up, and took out the third gold ingot.

Two big coins for a bowl of tofu brain, one tael of silver is equal to a thousand big coins, and one tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver. This kind of gold ingots of Wu Luo Na is a secret system of the Great Zhou Treasury, and each is twenty taels. Three gold ingots, that is, sixty taels of gold, with the "price" of Tianjie, is definitely a huge amount of money.

But the blacksmith did not speak.

Wu Luo took out another one, followed by the fifth, and then the sixth...... It wasn't until the tenth that the blacksmith breathed heavily.

Wu Luo was also anxious: "How much do you want? Two hundred taels of gold, enough for you to form a big harem here and give birth to a bunch of blacksmith cubs!"

The blacksmith looked at it, gritted his teeth, and shook his head fiercely.

Wu Luo was dejected: "You make a price, I'll see if I have enough money." ”

The blacksmith looked at the ten gold ingots with some eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "A thousand taels of gold!"

Wu Luo was furious: "What are you talking about! You are crazy, I don't have so much money, put together the gold and silver......" He seemed to pour it out in one go, and even had the broken silver, and made it up: "Full of money, eight hundred taels of gold." Sell or not sell? Don't sell and pull down! It's not just you on the street. ”

The blacksmith gritted his teeth: "Deal!"

...... These people on the Heavenly Street, Wu Luo can't see through it.

Wu Luo's vision is different from ordinary people, he has the experience of the previous life, although he is limited by the fact that his cultivation is too low in this life, but as long as he does not exceed the level of his previous life, he can also roughly estimate the strength of the opponent.

It's like Elder Tong, like Gu Cang, and like Zhu Qingjiang. Wu Luo has a vague idea of their strength in his heart.

But for these people on Tianjie, from the three people on the stall selling tofu brains in the early morning, to the shopkeeper of the cloth village who glanced at the door from afar, to the blacksmith in front of him, Wu Luo couldn't see the depth.

If it is an ordinary person, at this time, I am afraid that I am already in awe in my heart, and I dare not make a mistake. Wu Luo was different, he could feel that these people seemed to be a little different from ordinary monks.

Because of these strange differences, he couldn't feel the strength of these people. But what is the difference, or that sentence, limited by his current cultivation, he can't be sure.

However, at least the cultivation of these people is on par with Wu Luo's previous life, and Wu Luo is not worried at all that such a person will be shoddy, or the goods are not right.

He happily handed the silver to the blacksmith, who spared the big and terrifying greatsword, and burrowed into a small door in the back, and then quickly closed the door with a bang, without the slightest intention of inviting Wu Luo in.

Wu Luo didn't mind, he copied his hands and admired the three terrifying weapons in the courtyard, and sighed in his heart, if he took it out, I was afraid that even the Nine Heavenly Sect Masters couldn't help but snatch it, right?

The so-called people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, Wu Luo touched his chin, do you want to give some more money and buy these three weapons?

Zhou Qingbing just gave him some gold and silver "casually", but she was the most favored princess of the Great Zhou royal family, and Zhou Qingbing also had tens of thousands of taels of gold and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and Wu Luo threw them in a storage ring.

He's just putting on a show in front of the blacksmith, and if he doesn't, God knows if the blacksmith will open his mouth?

On the Heavenly Street, the opportunities are unlimited, since Wu Luo found that the silver here is easy to use, how can he waste it indiscriminately?

However, he was not a businessman after all, and after thinking about it, he dispelled this tempting idea. People can't be too greedy, they have caught the hen that laid the golden eggs, and they want to take away all the golden eggs laid by the hen before. Being too greedy will never end well.

As soon as he suppressed this thought in his heart, the blacksmith had already come out of the house, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and handed it to Wu Luo.

"Take it. ”

Wu Luo took the bamboo slip, only to see that there were four ancient seals written on it, but he didn't know it!

He thinks that he is very good at studying words, and he has obtained two ancient spiritual texts one after another, which has increased his reserve of ancient literary knowledge, so he is naturally a little fluttering, but he didn't expect that he didn't know any of the four characters on this bamboo slip.

As soon as the blacksmith looked at his expression, he understood: "It is so simple to take away something truly valuable from the Heavenly Street. ”

Wu Luo gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily, and the blacksmith pointed to the three weapons and said, "If you choose them, you won't have so much trouble. I can show you a clear way, the old man in the calligraphy and painting workshop in front, he can help you, but he is much darker than me, if I am not too kind, never refuse to rip off customers, how can I not even marry a daughter-in-law now?"

Wu Luo didn't have the heart to listen to his complaints, so he came out angrily. Fortunately, I kept a hand, otherwise it would be small to waste eight hundred taels of gold, and I went back with such an ancient book, knowing that it was a treasure trove, but I couldn't understand it, so it was tormenting.

"The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high! hehe, this gentleman is the demon of the demons, hum......"

Wu Luo was secretly a little proud, and after walking a short distance, he saw a calligraphy and painting workshop, with two big characters on the door: ink fun.

The layout of the calligraphy and painting workshop is much more elegant than the blacksmith shop, there is a row of potted orchids by the window at the door, and there is a pair of inscriptions of Motuo in front of it, and the word "longevity" is a big one, and there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, with different styles and different people's handwriting.

On the Bogu shelf in the center of the store, there are some inkstones, rice paper, pen holders, and other things.

An old man with a white beard was holding an ancient book in the store.

Wu Luo came in, and the old man was really different from the other merchants on the Heavenly Street, and there were a few hard bones, but he just raised his eyes and glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to read.

(To be continued)