Chapter 68: Dull Blade Heavy Axe!!!!!

  Two months later, Lin will challenge three second-grade Cao family members in Qingniu Town and become the talk of the town.

  Although Lin Heng's previous performance was dazzling, he seemed to be one of the two geniuses alongside Chen Que. However, in this match, it was almost a one-sided affair, with many thinking he would definitely lose. Lin Heng had good innate talent, but due to excessive praise previously, his mentality became inflated and arrogant. In this battle, he would inevitably become the stepping stone for the three top heavenly guards.

  Many people have already lamented in advance and felt sad for the demise of such a brilliant talent.

  Lin Heng did not pay attention to these discussions, at this time he was in Qingniu Town.

  Qingniu Town is just a town, but it has a total population of one million. The streets are lined with shops, and the scene is prosperous.

  Lin walked around for a while and found the "Duobao Hall" he was looking for, then stepped inside.

  There were not many customers in the store, and Lin Huan slowly patrolled the counter. "Duobao Hall" was famous for selling auxiliary materials for martial artists' cultivation, and the counter was filled with a dazzling array of goods. There were defensive armor, swords and other types of weapons, elixirs, secret manuals... Lin Huan glanced at the prices and couldn't help but gasp in shock - they were all over 300,000 to 400,000 taels of gold.

  This is robbery!

  When he saw a customer coming in, he asked enthusiastically: "Little brother, what would you like to buy?"

  Although Lin Huan was wearing a veil to cover his face, he could still be judged to be quite young from his figure.

  "Do you have the things above in your store?" Lin Heng handed over the paper in his hand.

  He took a glance at the list, slightly furrowed his brow, and saw that it was written with nine kinds of rare materials. Any one of them would cost 500,000 to 600,000 taels, and if all nine were needed, it would be at least 10 million taels of gold!

  This old man is really low-key, could he be a rich guy? He immediately became more enthusiastic: "Sir, the nine materials upstairs are really too precious. Our store only has three kinds for the time being, and I believe that 'Duobao Hall' doesn't have them in stock, it's hard to find them elsewhere."

  "Oh, which three?" Lin's heart thumped loudly.

  He went into the Tiger's Lair Mountain to search for three kinds of elixir grass that he had never seen before, which was as difficult as finding a needle in the ocean. So he thought about coming to these business stalls to try his luck, and if he was lucky enough, he would have all three, then he wouldn't need to go into the mountain anymore. Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to only write down the names of the three elixir grass on the list, that way even a fool would know that he had the "inner elixir" of the Crowned Snake in his hands.

  "We have three types in our store, namely 'He Yin', 'Jiu Hun Qu Xin Shi' and 'Qi Cun Jue Rui'."

  "Seven-inch Begonia!" Lin Heng's heart was delighted, and he actually encountered one. He didn't show any expression on his face.

  "Alright, may I take a look at the goods?"

  "Old man, this way, please." The attendant led him to a nearby counter.

  Lin swept his gaze over to the counter and landed on a bunch of bright, snake-like medicinal herbs. Hmm, not bad, this is exactly what he needed.

  He took a look at the price, 220,000 taels of gold! He was relieved that he could afford it, but then his heart ached. This one thing would cost an ordinary person their entire fortune! His goal was only "Seven Inches of Brocade", and he found excuses to decline the other two kinds.

  Until sunset, Lin Hang strolled through several other shops, just as the servant had said, and truly gained nothing.

  After passing by a blacksmith's shop, Lin Heng's heart moved. The ferocious beasts on the mountain were countless, and relying solely on his fists would make him easily injured, not to mention extremely dangerous if he encountered a group of demonic beasts. He had always been empty-handed, lacking a suitable weapon, so he took advantage of today to take a look around for one that suited him.

  The blacksmith's shop was humble and narrow, unimpressive in appearance. As Lin stepped inside, his first impression was one of disorder. The floor was cluttered with various completed or half-finished weapons, causing Lin to nearly trip. He heard the sound of "ding ding dang" coming from the inner room and was about to head in that direction when the door curtain lifted, revealing a stout middle-aged man holding a glowing red sword blank.

  "Do you want to buy a finished product or have one custom-made?" The man inserted the sword into the water bucket, and "hiss" rose a mist of steam.

  "Buy it as is." Lin Heng found his directness somewhat amusing.

  The man pointed to the side and said: "Those over there are all ready-made, with prices written on them. The ones on the ground are already reserved by others, you don't need to look."

  Lin Heng walked along his fingers to a weapon rack, these weapons were not yet entered in the first product, but from the color, quality was also extremely high.

  The forging of a warrior's weapon and an ordinary weapon are entirely different. A warrior's weapon has special materials, must withstand the destructive power of the strong, and must produce affinity with the power to make it compatible with the user. To forge a high-quality weapon, a high-ranking warrior with deep internal force is needed as the casting master, who infuses the internal force into the weapon during the casting process, allowing the weapon itself to contain a small amount of internal force. When a warrior uses it, he only feels that the weapon is part of his own body, united as one.

  Lin Heng swept a glance, the texture of the weapon was neat and tidy, with exquisite craftsmanship. It's just that this casting master is not high-level, can't cast a top-grade weapon. The price of the weapons on the rack wasn't as frighteningly expensive as those at "Duobao Hall".

  The highest price is a fine long sword, which is 10,000 taels of gold, and the others are just a few thousand taels.

  Lin Huan's gaze fell on a heavy, blunt-headed giant axe in the corner after a moment of consideration. Lin Huan's signature move was the "Layered Heavy Blow", which emphasized brutal force rather than sharpness. Most demonic beasts had thick skin and flesh, making sharp objects less effective. The dull-edged giant axe before him seemed like the perfect weapon, with its heavy and powerful momentum. However, it appeared that someone had intentionally dulled the blade's edge, as if they disliked its original sharpness, rather than it being a blunt edge from the start of its forging, which struck Lin Huan as odd.

  He picked up the blunt-headed axe and asked: "I'll take this axe, what's the price?"

  The dwarf blacksmith glanced at it and said, "This handle is a waste axe, just throw it anywhere, please change one."

  "A useless axe?" Lin Heng looked at the axe head, although it was a bit rough in shape, but it should have been used by someone before, how could it be a useless axe?

  The blacksmith saw that he didn't seem to understand the meaning of "waste axe", and said: "It's an axe with a force opposite to that of Yu Li."

  The most important condition for a warrior's weapon is to have the power of harmony. If the weapon and the power are in opposition, then once used, not only will it fail to harm the opponent, but also hurt oneself.

  Lin Hengyun's movement stirred up a thread of hidden energy. Hmm, he discovered that the axe body was like a mirror reflecting the hidden energy back.

  He was extremely disappointed, such a good axe turned out to be a useless axe! Suddenly, he had an epiphany, what if I use the "Tremolo Rhythm"? Immediately, he secretly gathered his strength in his palm and suddenly trembled. "Ding", the strength he operated actually broke into it.

  He was overjoyed, but his face remained calm as water, and he only said: "This axe is very much to my liking, I'll take the broken one too!"

  The blacksmith raised his head and looked him up and down.

  This axe was left by his ancestor two hundred years ago, first to his father and then passed into his hands. This ancestor of his was one of the top casting masters in the Han country at that time, according to him, the blunt-edged heavy axe was obtained unexpectedly. At the first glance, he felt that this axe was not an ordinary object. After returning home, his ancestor studied it for more than thirty years and still couldn't unlock its secrets.

  After his master's death, the family declined, and this axe was sold five or six times, but each time it was returned.

  Until later on, every time before selling an axe, he would say that the axe head was already worn out, and as a result, for twenty years no one came to ask about it.

  Lin Heng was the first person who knew it was a useless axe but still insisted on buying it.

  "A couple of ounces of gold." The blacksmith said slowly.

  Lin Heng's eyes widened in disbelief: This is too cheap! Just based on the material of the axe, it shouldn't be this price.

  "Staying here is a waste of time, but I hope you can decipher its secret." The blacksmith saw his confusion and explained.

  It turned out that he was giving it to me in a roundabout way, and he immediately said, "Then thank you."

  Lin Heng carried the giant axe, stroking the "Seven Rain Fragrance" worth 220,000 taels of gold in his bosom, feeling very excited. As long as he found mature "Dragon Gall Fruit" and "Stone Bamboo Ice Spring", he could cut four-grade inner elixir and impact three-grade! The vast Manghu Mountain stretched for tens of billions of square kilometers, and these two things should exist.

  He also knew that two months seemed like a long time, but completing the task was extremely difficult.

  In any case, I have successfully taken the first step and there's no turning back!

  I, Lin Hengzhi, will definitely get the third-class promotion!!!!!

  "Tribe leader, I want to challenge Lin Huan." Chen Que said slowly to Chen Weihu.

  Chen Weiwu was startled: "Chen Que, what nonsense are you talking about? What does this have to do with you?"

  Chen Que gazed into the distance and said, "Two months from now, Lin Huan will challenge three late-stage second-grade cultivators. He is sure to die. Previously, he cultivated at an incredible speed, and everyone said his talent surpassed mine! So I must let everyone know before he dies that Lin Huan is not my opponent! He doesn't have the qualifications to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with me!"

  He was originally the proud son of Qingniu Town, but with Lin Hou's appearance, his brilliance was unexpectedly stolen by Lin Hou. This is something he cannot tolerate. He wants to take it back personally! At this point, he has already stepped into the late stage, and Lin Hou only has a share of suffering. If he doesn't challenge Lin Hou soon, once Lin Hou dies, he will lose the chance to prove himself.

  Chen Weihu guessed what was on his mind and shook his head, saying: "Firstly, Qili Gou will not agree; secondly, at this time, you are inevitably suspected of taking advantage of someone's misfortune. You win, but it's not only useless to you, it will also damage your reputation."

  Chen Weihu had been the clan leader for decades after all, and with one glance, he spotted the subtlety.

  Chen Queyi listened and also made sense. After a long time, he let out a deep sigh, it seemed that this battle would be difficult to achieve in his lifetime.

  The dense forest and mountain ridges stretch out in a continuous undulating line.

  Lin Heng carried a heavy burden on his back, sprinting through the forest. He grasped a dull-edged heavy axe in his hand, brushing past wild beasts and flying birds, continuously delving deeper into the depths of the vast mountains.

  Asceticism is not only a tempering of will and flesh, but more so an understanding of life with nature, and a fusion with heaven and earth.