Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 647: Gradeless White Light Sword

"Five hundred fairy stones? Impossible!"

The old man's face darkened, and he waved his hand lightly. The magic sword he was using flashed and disappeared.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was helpless and turned to leave.

If this one doesn’t work, try another one. You might be able to find a cheap magic sword there.

Just as Ye Feng turned around, the old man suddenly called him.

"Boy, boy!"

"I have a magical sword here that has not been sacrificed yet!"

"If you like, I can sell it to you for 500 immortal stones!"

There is no immortal sword that has been refined?

After any immortal weapon is forged, it must undergo sacrifice and refining before it can be used, otherwise it is no different from scrap iron.

Ye Feng knew very little about immortal weapons and knew nothing about refining them.

After the old man's explanation, he finally understood what was going on.

"Senior! I want to take a look first!"

Ye Feng thought for a long time and said.

"well!"

The old man smiled happily and waved his hand lightly. An unopened black sword flew out and landed in front of Ye Feng.

"This sword has never been sacrificed, nor does it have a name. I got it by accident!"

The old man explained.

"Ling'er, do you know the art of refining immortal tools?"

Ye Feng looked at the black sword and transmitted the message.

"I've only heard of it, but I don't understand it!"

"There are many ways to sacrifice immortal tools, such as using an immortal tool of the same level, using the essence and blood of immortal beasts, using living people, etc."

"Refining an immortal weapon depends entirely on luck. If you are lucky, you can obtain a top-grade immortal weapon. If you are unlucky, you may obtain an immortal sword of no rank."

"Sir, are you sure you want to buy this sword?"

Hu Ling'er said.

"I have the blood of the ancient phoenix, the ancient dragon, and the ancient true spirit in my body. What do you think the success rate is if I sacrifice this sword?"

"Sir, you want to sacrifice your blood to the sword?"

"Not bad!"

"It shouldn't be a problem. I can help!"

"Combined with my Chaos Blood, I should be able to refine a peerless immortal sword."

As the two were communicating, the old man became a little impatient.

"Sir, how is it? This is already the cheapest sword?"

The old man said.

"Okay, I want it!"

I bought it because I couldn't bear to sacrifice the wolf.

Ye Feng waved his hand lightly, and a bag of fairy stones flew out.

"well!"

The old man was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He made so much money from the scrap metal he picked up from the roadside. He was probably so happy that he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

The old man took the spirit stone and handed the black sword to Ye Feng.

"Thank you very much!"

Ye Feng took the black sword, his mind moved slightly, the sword in his hand flashed, and flew towards the storage ring. However, when the black sword approached the storage ring, it flew back.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Ye Feng was a little surprised.

The old man saw the problem at this time and smiled slightly, "Sir, your ring is of too poor quality to hold the immortal weapon.

Your ring looks like a magic weapon from the underworld?"

"Forget it, I'll take a loss and give you a storage magic weapon!"

The old man waved his hand lightly, and a red ring flew out with a flash of light.

"That's it, thank you!"

Ye Feng put the red ring on his hand, his mind moved slightly, and the black sword flashed and flew into the ring and disappeared.

"Sure enough!"

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Sir, remember to come back to me if you need anything. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

The old man laughed.

"sure!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists slightly and walked out of the store.

After returning to Yuejiazhuang, Ye Feng gave instructions to Yue Peng and then began to refine the magic sword behind closed doors.

"Ling'er, let's get started!"

Ye Feng transmitted the message.

Hu Ling'er agreed and flew out in a flash.

Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and a black sword flashed and appeared in front of them.

The two men held the immortal stone in one hand and cut their wrists with the other, and blood flowed onto the black sword.

Gradually, gradually, the black sword was covered with the blood of the two men.

The black on its body slowly turned into bronze, then into red, and finally into bright white.

Rays of white light flashed from the sword, flew out with a buzzing sound, and danced in the attic.

"Young Master, it's done!"

Hu Ling'er wiped the sweat from her forehead and said happily.

"Well! Ling'er, you've worked hard, go and take a rest!"

Ye Feng smiled happily.

"Sir, I'm not tired, let's go and identify his quality!"

Hu Ling'er said happily.

"Hmm! With my current cultivation level, I really can't tell his quality!"

"Let's take a short break and then go to 'Xianlai Pavilion' to ask that old man to identify it!"

"Ok!"

Hu Ling'er agreed and disappeared. Ye Feng clenched a fairy stone in his hand and began to meditate.

A few days later, after almost recovering, Ye Feng came to "Xianlai Pavilion" again.

"Hey! Sir, is that you?"

"How is it? Is the immortal sword you bought from me suitable?"

When the old man saw that it was Ye Feng, he hurriedly went up to greet him.

"Old man! I have already sacrificed and refined the immortal sword, but I don't know its quality. Please help me identify it!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and the figure of the white sword flashed and appeared in front of them.

"We are old acquaintances. I won't lie to you. I will give you ten immortal stones for each appraisal!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and asked for a price.

"So expensive?"

"Forget it, I'll just go to Old Wang's place next door!"

Ye Feng turned around and was about to leave.

"Forget it, forget it. I'll give you a 50% discount! Five immortal stones, no less!"

The old man seemed to have suffered a loss.

"A piece of fairy stone!"

Ye Feng turned around and said.

"..."

"Okay, we're old acquaintances, so one piece is enough!"

The old man waved his sleeves, and a bronze mirror flashed out. The bronze mirror shone the white light sword, and a bronze light shot towards the white light sword. Soon, several words appeared in front of the two.

"A sword of no rank is worthless, worthless!"

Seeing these words, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly and he said, "Good sword, good sword!"

This is the sword I bought from him, he was a little embarrassed!

"A good sword? How do you explain that, old man?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

He couldn't let this inferior sword ruin his reputation, he had to find an excuse to get away with it.

"oh oh..."

The old man pretended to be serious.

"The so-called Wupin means infinite!"

"Sir, do you know what infinity means?"

“That’s limitless!”

"In the future, there will be something stronger than the Ninth-Rank Immortal Sword!"

"Old man, please don't comfort me! Wupin means no grade, it's a useless sword!"

Ye Feng understood what the old man meant, but he pretended not to understand.

"Old man, I won't blame you. Since you bought it, it must be destined for me."

"Farewell!"

After saying that, Ye Feng left the store.

"What's wrong with this kid? He knows it's a useless sword, but he still tries to fool himself by saying that it's meant to be with him. Oh, how pitiful!"

After Ye Feng left, the old man said to himself,

"It's none of my business anyway, it's up to you!"

"Congratulations, sir, for returning to the Wupin Immortal Sword!"

Hu Ling'er congratulated.

"It's just a useless sword, not worth mentioning!"

Ye Feng shook his head.

"That old man is right. Wupin means limitless!"

"Not only is the grade limitless, the attributes are limitless!"

Hu Ling'er smiled slightly.

"Ha ha!"

Ye Feng laughed.

"I hope so. I'll leave it with you for now! Hope is truly limitless."