Lifting the curtain, Ye Feng stepped out of the carriage and looked at a huge city appearing in front of him. It was even bigger than Su City. It was very majestic, with walls ten feet tall.
"Master Ye, this is the imperial city of Li Yuan Kingdom. Let's go in and rest for a day before we continue on our way."
The groom seemed to be very familiar with the environment here and led Ye Feng into the huge imperial city.
Entering the street, there are various shops on both sides, and a large number of warriors are walking through them. Regardless of young or old, they can basically be seen on the street. The development of Li Yuanguo exceeds Ye Feng's imagination.
"Let's find a restaurant to have a meal first, and then find a place to rest!"
Along the way, Ye Feng was tired of eating and sleeping in the open air every day, and planned to find a place to have a good meal and sleep in a beautiful place.
"Mr. Ye, I suggest you go to Zuixiang Tower. The food there is definitely the best in the Imperial City."
The groom recommended a place for Ye Feng.
"Okay, lead the way, and we'll go to Zuixiang Tower."
Ye Feng didn't know where to go to eat. Since the groom mentioned it, it suited his wish. It sounded like a good name. Zuixianglou, he wouldn't hesitate to be drunk in a foreign country.
As they walked through the streets, the horses' hooves made a sound, leaving a series of musical notes on the huge bluestones. Everything could attract Ye Feng's attention. It was the first time he entered such a prosperous place, and many places felt very strange.
"Wait a minute, I'll go in and take a look!"
Passing by a shop, Ye Feng suddenly stopped.
"Dibao Pavilion, what a domineering name!"
Ye Feng stood in front of this shop. There were three huge words engraved on the door plaque. Ye Feng stepped over the threshold and entered the shop. It was much bigger than Ye Feng imagined.
"Master, is there anything you need me to do for you?"
An old man dressed as a servant walked up and asked Ye Feng.
"I see it is written outside that you are also collecting some weapons, which can be exchanged for other resources. Is this true?"
Ye Feng originally planned to replace some of the useless spiritual weapons on his body, but it was useless to keep them. Every time he practiced, Ye Feng needed a terrifying amount of true spiritual pills. Although he got a lot from Yao Wushuang and Chen Feiyu, but with Compared with Ye Feng's devouring speed, it is still unsatisfactory.
"It's true. If this young master has any weapons that he doesn't want to use, he can exchange them with us." The old man was very polite.
He quickly let Ye Feng into an area dedicated to exchange. Most of the sales here were weapons. Ye Feng even heard someone casting weapons. Through the door curtain, Ye Feng saw an incredible scene. He saw someone also using the Soul Engraving Technique. The inscription pattern was carved, but compared to Ye Feng, the inscription pattern seemed too rough.
"Excuse me, are weapons being forged inside?"
Ye Feng was very interested.
"That's right, our Imperial Treasure Pavilion specializes in selling weapons. We have our own foundry and a first-class forger. In the Imperial City, more than 70% of the weapons are from our Imperial Treasure Pavilion." The old man was very proud.
What Ye Feng is curious about is not the weapons being forged here, but the Soul Inscription Technique. According to the current training system, the Soul Inscription Technique has disappeared, so why did Ye Feng see it just now.
"Please forgive me for my words. Just now I saw someone carving some things. Are those also forged weapons?"
Ye Feng wanted to find out. After all, the soul inscription technique was very strange. Even to a certain level, relying on the inscription pattern could improve the level of elixirs and martial arts.
For example, if Ye Feng inscribes an ordinary elixir with elixir inscriptions and blends it into the elixir, the quality of the elixir will be greatly improved. This is the horror of the soul-inscribing master.
"Ahem, this young master is asking too much. If you are here to exchange for weapons, we will invite you here."
The old man coughed a few times and seemed unwilling to reveal too much. After all, every store has its own secrets, and it is impossible to publish all the secrets.
"Excuse me for talking too much, please!"
Since the other party was unwilling to mention it, Ye Feng could not continue to ask questions. He would wait until he had the opportunity to study the Soul Imprinting Technique.
Ye Feng took out all the unused spiritual weapons from the storage ring. There were about forty of them, all of which Ye Feng had obtained from others, and some from Merck.
"Help me calculate, I will exchange all these spiritual weapons for the true elixir."
Ye Feng needs a large amount of true spiritual pills. This time it seems that he is cruel. One spiritual weapon is worth at least five thousand true spiritual pills, and even good spiritual weapons are even higher.
"Sir, wait a moment. We will give you an answer immediately after we complete the appraisal."
The old man was obviously also a treasure appraiser. He picked up a spiritual weapon and looked at it carefully to see if there were any cracks or damage. Once a spiritual weapon was damaged, it would be greatly discounted and could not even be sold for much real money. Panacea.
Every time he checked an item, the old man would make a corresponding record. Ye Feng was too lazy to watch. His consciousness quietly spread out, and it was still the casting room behind the curtain.
When the spiritual consciousness reached the door curtain, it seemed to be blocked by a faint halo, unable to penetrate through.
"Sure enough!" Ye Feng thought to himself.
If everyone comes in and uses their spiritual consciousness to investigate, wouldn't everyone be able to see clearly that it turns out that a restriction has been planted and their spiritual consciousness cannot enter.
Ye Feng still refused to give up. This time, his consciousness condensed into a thin soul sword, shaped like a drill, and hit the restriction, trying to break through a gap and enter the casting room.
"laugh!"
The soul sword made a scoff and actually passed through the restriction. This requires a powerful soul to enter. Even the Earth Martial Realm is not as powerful as Ye Feng's soul.
After entering with his spiritual consciousness, Ye Feng found a huge refining room, with many people sweating profusely inside. The temperature here was extremely high, and even when Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness came in, he could feel a heat wave.
There are about ten casting furnaces here. Nine of them are burning with blazing fire. Some materials are melted into the flames. The casting master takes out a large pliers and takes out the resources. The three of them beat them together to remove the impurities from the piece of metal. Clean it out.
Ye Feng was not interested in ordinary weapon refining techniques. Ye Feng looked to the far right and found a man in his thirties. He drew arcs and carved inscriptions in his hands, and a huge stone exploded in his hands. It opened, turned into a liquid, merged into a long sword, and was forging a spiritual weapon.
Although the inscriptions are vastly different from those depicted by Ye Feng, and are not even on the same level, the proficiency of the opponent's weapon refining is obviously much stronger than that of Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng has only made it for the first time.
suddenly!
The man in his thirties seemed to know that someone was peeping from behind. Suddenly he turned around and felt that Ye Feng's soul was nakedly exposed in the air. Although the other party did not notice it, his strong vigilance had already discovered that someone had sneaked in.
"What a strong alertness!"
Ye Feng took back his soul immediately and did not dare to stay. The strength of this man's soul was not weaker than his own, or even stronger.
The first requirement for practicing the soul inscription technique is that the soul must be strong. People with weak souls cannot control the inscription pattern at all, so the man discovered it the moment Ye Feng approached.
"Sir, I have finished counting. You have a total of forty-two spiritual weapons here. Three of them have cracks, four are damaged, and the others are intact. We will need a lot of time to repair the damage and cracks. In terms of exchange, it may be possible A big discount.”
The old man told the truth and found that there were cracks on several spiritual weapons, and some were damaged during the battle.
"Well, help me do the math and see how much true elixir I can exchange for!"
Anyway, they were all obtained for free. Ye Feng didn't take it seriously, as long as he could exchange for the true elixir.
"Wait a minute, I'll calculate it for you right away!"
The old man took out something similar to a compass and entered various words on it, and a new row of numbers soon appeared.
"The total value is 200,000 true elixirs. If Master is willing, we can trade them now."
The amount given by the old man was quite reasonable, almost the same as what Ye Feng thought, and even a little more.
"Okay, deal!"
Ye Feng was very happy.
"Sir, wait a moment, I will prepare the true elixir for you right away!"
After the old man finished speaking, he walked behind the counter, apparently to prepare the true elixir.
At this moment, a man walked out from the foundry room at the back. He was a tall man, probably in his thirties. The moment he came out, the entire lobby of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion buzzed, like an invisible force. The pressure was born, this is soul power.
"Look, Master Ku has appeared. Why is he here today? Shouldn't he be casting weapons in the back?"
The entire Imperial Treasure Pavilion let out an exclamation. It was obvious that this man was very popular. After all, he was the number one weapon caster in the Imperial Treasure Pavilion. The weapons he cast had almost been queued up for the end of next year.
Ignoring the exclamations around him, Master Ku's eyes swept around, and his powerful soul passed over almost everyone.
To be called a master at the age of thirty, this bitter master is really powerful.
After scanning dozens of people, Master Ku finally turned his gaze towards Ye Feng. When he glanced at Ye Feng, he finally stopped.
Taking steps, he actually walked towards Ye Feng. Ye Feng gave a wry smile. It seemed that the other party still sensed his soul. For a powerful soul inscription master, the induction of soul power is very sensitive.
If someone uses his soul to scan Ye Feng's body once, Ye Feng will be able to recognize him immediately even if it takes a long time. This is the power of the Soul Inscription Master.
Master Ku did not speak, but sat down quietly. The old man who left just now also had a puzzled look on his face, and did not understand why Master Ku suddenly appeared. Master Ku is the backbone of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion. In the eyes of everyone, except for the boss of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, this Master Ku has the highest prestige. If Master Ku refuses to refine weapons, the Imperial Treasure Pavilion will be closed within three days. .
"Your soul power is very strong. It is rare to have such strong soul power at such a young age!"
Master Ku’s tone was very calm.
"you flatter me!"
Ye Feng's tone was calm, without any excessive expressions. The other party did not interject what had just happened, and Ye Feng was already very grateful.
"Looking at you, you seem to know the art of refining weapons very well?" Master Ku continued. (To be continued)