Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

"That's right." Li Xingyun nodded with a smile.

"It can be made. It will take three days and cost two thousand taels of gold." Ou Yezi also put down the blueprint, looked at Li Xingyun, and quoted a price.

"Two thousand taels?" Li Xingyun secretly clicked his tongue. This price was not cheap! But he was not short of money, so it didn't matter.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Li Xingyun nodded.

"Okay, come back in three days to pick it up. My humble abode is simple, so I won't entertain you." Ou Yezi said with a serious face.

"Uh..." Li Xingyun was speechless. How could he see that I wanted to stay here?

How could a few shabby thatched huts compare to the Qin Palace? Besides, there were two young wives waiting for Li Xingyun in the Qin Palace!

"Goodbye, I will come to get it in three days." Li Xingyun shook his head with a wry smile, said goodbye to Ou Yezi and walked out of the yard.

After taking two steps, he found that Yunxuzi did not move, so he couldn't help but stop.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Hehe, I live here." Yunxuzi smiled awkwardly and waved his hand.

Come on, Ou Yezi's words were meant for Yunxuzi! But he's too shameless to be driven away.

"Okay." Li Xingyun nodded and took Old Feng and the other two back to Prince Qin's Mansion.

He had a lot of questions, so he went to Mr. Feng to ask for their answers.

"Old Feng, is there any difference between the equipment made by Ou Yezi and those made by ordinary swordsmiths? Why do so many people ask him to make weapons?" Li Xingyun did not get into the carriage this time. Instead, he leaned against the entrance of the carriage and asked Old Feng while half lying down.

Li Xingyun has risen too fast in recent times. In his previous life, he was a fool who knew nothing. Now he doesn't understand many things well enough.

"Haha, of course it's different. Weapons are also divided into different levels. The level of a weapon is limited by the materials used and the skills of the craftsman. It can be roughly divided into five levels."

"The first level is ordinary weapons. These are also the weapons equipped in the army. Ordinary blacksmiths can forge them."

"The second level is low-grade spiritual weapons. The hardness and sharpness of these weapons are far superior to ordinary weapons. People at the warrior level generally use this kind of weapon, and it needs to be forged by a swordsmith."

"Above are mid-grade and high-grade spiritual weapons. These weapons can be infused with true qi, increasing the user's lethality. They are generally used by Grandmasters and Martial Saints, and require swordsmithing masters and swordsmithing grandmasters, respectively."

"That Ou Yezi is a top swordsmith." Elder Feng stroked his beard and slowly told what he knew.

"I see." Li Xingyun nodded and asked again.

"Master Feng, you're also a swordsman, right? Why don't you forge a spiritual sword?"

"Puff~" Before Old Feng could even swallow a mouthful of wine, he sprayed it towards the Mirror Heart Demon.

Fortunately, Jing Xinmo reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been drowned by Feng Lao's wine mixed with saliva.

"Hehe...Xiao Wangzai, I'm sorry." Old Feng smiled awkwardly.

Jing Xinmo glared at Feng Lao unhappily, then continued driving the carriage.

Seeing that Jing Xinmo ignored him, he didn't get angry. He turned to look at Li Xingyun and explained.

"Your Majesty, I am a master of swordsmanship, not a scoundrel!"

"It's all the same, all the same." Li Xingyun waved his hand indifferently.

"Hey~"

Old Feng sighed helplessly, then continued to explain.

"After entering the realm of land immortals, even a high-grade spiritual sword has no effect on me. The power is almost the same as the power of my sword energy when I use it barehanded, so naturally I don't need it."

"Didn't you say that weapons are divided into five levels? You just mentioned four. Above the top-grade spiritual weapons should be the weapons used by the immortals on land, right?" Li Xingyun keenly perceived the implication of Mr. Feng.

"Yes, the weapons needed to reach the Land of Immortals are called Innate Spirit Weapons and need to be forged by a God-level swordsmith."

"There are only four known god-level swordsmiths today, and only one in the Shenwu Empire."

Li Xingyun became interested and asked.

"who is it?"

"The ancestor of the Jin family, Jin Zhengu!" When Old Feng mentioned the ancestor of the Jin family, Jin Zhengu, he was obviously helpless.

"Jin Family? Enoki Mushroom?" Li Xingyun was a little confused. What was that? Was it really that small? What was the name?

Seeing Old Feng sighing, Li Xingyun didn't plan to ask any more questions, but instead asked about the spiritual jade.

"Master Feng, what exactly is Lingyu?" Master Feng is considered an old-fashioned land immortal and knows a lot of things. He had never encountered Lingyu before, so Li Xingyun had never asked.

"Lingyu is a kind of mineral. It is named Lingyu because it looks like jade." Old Feng glanced at Li Xingyun and began to explain without waiting for the other party to ask.

"The spiritual jade contains a special energy, spiritual power! This power can help cultivators at the land immortal realm to break through the realm, so it usually only circulates among the hands of major forces and land immortals."

"Hmm." Li Xingyun nodded thoughtfully. This is equivalent to the spirit stone in fantasy novels!

However, it may be because the level he is at is too low, and this thing is still too rare for the Shenwu Empire.

Along the way, Li Xingyun asked some other questions. When the three of them returned to Prince Qin's Mansion, it was already dark. It was already October, and the wedding date with Liu Ruyan was getting closer.

"Prince, you're back?" Linglong had been waiting at the door. When she saw Li Xingyun coming back, she trotted forward.

"Haha, you're back. What are we having for dinner tonight?" Li Xingyun felt warm in his heart when he saw Linglong's pretty face turned red by the cold wind. He laughed and took off his mink cloak and put it on Linglong.

"The hot pot is prepared according to your instructions, Your Highness. Beef, mutton, vegetables and everything else is ready." Linglong felt Li Xingyun's caring gesture, and her heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey.

Li Xingyun planned to eat hot pot two days ago, and the necessary tableware and dishes had already been prepared.

"Okay, let's go home and eat hot pot." Li Xingyun smiled and put his arm around Linglong's shoulders, then walked towards the mansion.

"Hey... Your Highness, what is hotpot?" Old Feng became interested immediately when he heard something he had never heard of before.

"It's delicious, you have a share too, go back and eat it yourself." Li Xingyun laughed. He was not a capitalist, so he was very generous to the people around him. Whatever he had, his subordinates could also enjoy.

"Hehe, okay, thank you, Your Highness. I'm sorry to bother you and Miss Linglong."

"Xiao Wangzai, come on, have a couple of drinks with me."

Old Feng chuckled, called out to Jing Xinmo, and walked towards his own villa.

"Bah! You're such a pervert." Linglong said with a light "Pooh" sound, her face flushed, and she cursed in shame.

“Haha…” Li Xingyun smiled and said nothing. He really enjoyed this heartwarming scene of playing and fighting.

"Call Qiuxue, the three of us will eat together."

"Okay." Linglong nodded.