Ordinary flying swords can be purchased at Tianbao Pavilion.
But if you want to refine a flying sword that is most suitable for you, and the size, weight, and materials used to cast the flying sword are all in accordance with your requirements, you can only come to various weapon refining workshops to customize it.
This is especially true for defensive spiritual weapons, such as clothes and inner armor.
Everyone's body shape is different and naturally needs to be customized.
While waiting in line, Su Zimo had already observed everything.
Generally speaking, customizing a mid-grade spiritual weapon requires anywhere from three thousand to five thousand mid-grade spiritual stones, and you need to prepare three copies of the materials yourself!
Customizing a high-grade spiritual weapon requires anywhere from 3,000 to 5,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and you need to prepare ten copies of the materials yourself!
After a while, Su Zimo was finally in line.
Su Zimo pondered for a while and asked: "My friend, I can understand that you need to prepare your own materials to customize a spiritual weapon. Why do you need to prepare three copies? To customize a high-grade spiritual weapon, you need to prepare ten copies?"
After hearing this, the disciple of the True Fire Sect sneered: "Are you pretending to be stupid like me? Which weapon refiner can guarantee that a single amount of materials can 100% refine a high-grade spiritual weapon? Are you a weapon refiner? Can the spirit gathering be 100% successful?"
"The higher the level of the spiritual weapon, the lower the success rate of gathering spirits, and the number of self-prepared materials will naturally increase. Even so, we still took risks."
Everyone in the Zhenhuo Sect in the weapon refining workshop looked at Su Zimo with obvious sarcasm.
"This man doesn't know anything, so he comes here to customize a spiritual weapon."
"I don't know where he came from, he's a country bumpkin who has never seen the world."
"I guess this kid is broke and just comes to join in the fun."
Hearing these discussions, Su Zimo smiled and did not refute, and continued to ask: "What is the price of custom-made top-quality spiritual weapons?"
"Ha ha!"
There was a burst of laughter inside and outside the True Fire Weapon Refining Workshop.
"Let me just say, this guy is just here to join in the fun, and he's pretending like he knows a lot."
"Customizing a top-notch spiritual weapon, he can even ask such a question, it makes me laugh to death."
One person lamented: "How ignorant."
Su Zimo looked calmly at the group of laughing True Fire Sect disciples opposite, with a faint smile on his lips.
A monk standing behind Su Zimo seemed to be unable to bear it, and explained in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, the best spiritual weapons are not custom-made. Even if someone prepares a hundred materials, no weapon refiner dares to take over. Refining the best spiritual weapons All weapons require chance and luck, and the failure rate is too high.”
"Yeah." Su Zimo nodded.
This person added: "A master who can refine a top-quality spiritual weapon in his lifetime is enough to become famous! Moreover, the price of a top-quality spiritual weapon is not fixed. If you throw it into the auction house, it can sell for as low as fifty." Thousands of top-grade spiritual stones. If someone bids for it, it is possible to sell it for millions!"
A high-grade spiritual weapon with a total of three spiritual patterns could be sold for a maximum of five thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
As for the top-grade spiritual weapon, it only has one more spiritual pattern than the top-grade one, and the price is more than a hundred times more expensive!
The difference between this can be imagined.
"Don't leave this ink mark, get out of here!"
The shopkeeper of the True Fire Refining Workshop came over and waved at Su Zimo, not hiding the disgust in his eyes.
Su Zimo didn't get angry, he just smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, I think one day you will regret it."
After saying this, Su Zimo turned and left.
…
After inquiring about the market situation, Su Zimo already had an idea.
And Su Zimo is even more convinced that his weapon refining workshop will become the largest in the royal city, even trampling on the real fire weapon refining workshop!
Not far away, Su Zimo's heart moved, and his eyes swept over a corner not far away.
There was a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, curled up and sitting on the ground. She was dirty, her clothes were in tatters, her withered and yellow hair was scattered, her face was stained, but her eyes were very clear.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the little girl shrank her neck, pursed her lips, and shivered.
For some reason, Su Zimo thought of Xiao Ning when he saw this little girl.
When Xiao Ning left, she was not much older than this little girl.
Su Zimo sighed secretly, bought a few buns nearby, wrapped them in oil paper and handed them to the little girl, saying softly: "Eat it."
A trace of fear flashed in the little girl's eyes, and she hesitated but did not take the oil paper.
Su Zimo didn't force it. He placed the oil paper next to the little girl, took out a green shirt from the storage bag, and gently draped it on the little girl before standing up.
This move made the little girl less wary of Su Zimo.
The little girl stretched out her dirty hands and tried to pick up a bun.
Su Zimo was about to leave, but Ye Ling suddenly moved in his arms, stuck out his dark little head, and glanced at the little girl.
Before Su Zimo could say anything, Ye Ling suddenly jumped out and ran to the little girl, sniffing something on her body.
"ah!"
The little girl was frightened and the bun she just picked up fell to the ground again.
Su Zimo frowned and quickly pulled Ye Ling back and stuffed it into his arms.
Uncharacteristically, Ye Ling did not hide, but stuck his little head out and kept looking at the little girl.
Su Zimo apologized and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you."
The little girl said nothing, just stared at Su Zimo, extremely wary.
Su Zimo smiled bitterly, shook his head, turned and left.
The two were strangers to each other, and when they met by chance, Su Zimo felt something in his heart, thinking of Xiao Ning, and giving her a meal and a piece of clothing was already the most benevolent thing.
Su Zimo walked towards his residence.
Not far away, Su Zimo's heart moved and he looked sideways slightly.
From the corner of his eye, Su Zimo caught a glimpse of the little girl wrapped in his green shirt, devouring steamed buns, and followed him, keeping a certain distance.
Su Zimo smiled and didn't care.
Not long after, Su Zimo had arrived at the door of Yongxingfang.
On one side of the gate of Yongxingfang, there was a large circle of people. Although there were many people, they were extremely quiet. Only the sounds coming from the crowd could be heard.
"But it was said that the battle lasted for two days and two nights. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. The mountains collapsed and the earth was torn apart. The dragon was finally killed by this man's sword. The ground was covered with corpses, bleeding and floating oars. It was extremely tragic!"
In the middle of the crowd, an old man wearing a long gown and a Confucian temple on his head was telling stories eloquently.
This is a storyteller who travels among the people. He makes up random stories about gods and strange things, which cannot be true. Su Zimo has heard it a lot.
But for some reason, after hearing the old man's words just now, Su Zimo couldn't help but picture the extremely tragic sea of bones outside the ancient ruins in front of his eyes!
Su Zimo shook his head and didn't think much about it. He just thought to himself: "As soon as Shenlong appeared, someone made up a story about Shenlong, and it was pretty decent."
At this moment, someone raised his voice and said, "Storyteller, you just talked about this section this morning."
"I've said it before, but some people didn't hear it." The old man said with a smile.
Su Zimo paused, slowly turned his head and looked at the old man in the crowd.
Did the old man mean what he said just now, or was he just saying it casually