Chapter 62 Flying Sword
After getting five Qianyuan Tongbao coins, Fang Xian went out again the next day to see if he could find any bargains.
Unfortunately, opportunities are not easy to come by. After a day of wandering around, I got nothing and had to return to the inn in disappointment.
A few days passed.
Just as he was about to leave and continue looking for his chance, he suddenly heard a few drinkers talking: "There's a new idiot in Wanbaolou, exchanging white silver for copper coins. Tsk tsk... It's a pity that we don't have that much stock, otherwise we would have gone there too."
"I wonder what these brothers are talking about?"
After hearing this, Fang Xian was moved. He walked forward with a smile and offered them a jar of wine. Immediately, they started talking eloquently.
It turned out that a strange man had moved into Wanbao Tower today and had sent a message to all the brokerage firms in the city, saying that he was willing to buy copper coins for one thousand coins for one tael of silver. This immediately attracted a lot of attention and was considered an unusual event.
The copper coins circulated in the Daqian court were one thousand wen to one guan, which was officially worth one tael of silver.
But in fact, due to the differences in purity, texture and weight, it was not so bad when the country was founded, but now private minting has become a trend, and it takes about 1,200 or 1,300 coins to exchange for one tael of silver.
That person exchanged it for one thousand wen and one liang of silver. Isn't that a big mistake?
Another drinker sighed, "It's a pity that the man only accepts 'Qian Yuan Tong Bao'. It's too late to mint it privately..."
"I see. Thank you for letting me know."
Fang Xian bowed and went out, going straight to Wanbao Tower.
It is located in the city, a place where merchants from all directions gather. It has eight gates and is very grand.
When Fang Xian went in, he saw a group of people carrying bags of copper coins and exchanging them for silver at a counter.
Behind the counter were the shopkeeper and his servant, who were holding account books and brushes, and had looks of pain on their faces.
Although they were all loaned to traveling merchants by Wanbaolou, it was still painful to see the huge sum of money flowing out like water.
The real boss was a young man dressed as a scholar. He glanced at the copper coins, feeling disappointed, and nodded: "Send them all to the warehouse."
When Fang Xian opened the [Dongxuan Eye], he knew that this person was a cultivator.
Not only that, the aura on his body was pure and clean, not evil. It was obvious that he was a disciple of a famous and orthodox sect, so he walked straight over.
If this person was from an evil sect or a cultist, he would never do this.
"Little brother, do you want to exchange copper coins?"
The shopkeeper who collected the money asked with a smile.
"Well, how much do you think this one is worth?"
Fang Xian smiled and took out a 'Qian Yuan Tong Bao'!
"This..." The servant next to him was angry: "This guest, is he here to make fun of us? He needs at least a thousand coins to exchange!"
“Wait!”
The young owner's eyes lit up, and he stared at the copper coins in Fang Xian's hand: "I wonder what this little brother is going to exchange for? Gold, silver, and the like, I have everything here."
"Haha!" Fang Xian laughed and pointed to the quiet room next to him, which was specially used for wealthy merchants to discuss business: "How about we go in and discuss it in detail?"
"Can!"
Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, the young host entered the quiet room with Fang Xian, and his expression quickly turned calm: "I didn't expect to see a cultivator in Luzhou City. I am Cao Qiu of the Xuanguang Sect. May I know your name and master?"
"My name is Fang Xian, I am just an independent cultivator. I got this copper coin by chance. I know it is extraordinary, but I don't know why... I heard that you wanted to exchange copper coins, so I came to see..." Fang Xian smiled and replied, "I wonder if you can help me solve some of my doubts? As for this copper coin, I will give it to you."
At this time, Cao Qiu had already taken the copper coin and nodded: "It is indeed the spiritual money! But you and I are both cultivators, how can we accept such a gift from you? Let me make a request, whether it is ten thousand taels of silver, or magic spells, talismans, I have them all..."
Fang Xian showed an expression that said "as expected".
The orthodox Xuanmen monks pay great attention to fate.
If he had met a cultivator from a demon sect or an unorthodox sect today, he might have been robbed directly, leaving him nothing.
But the orthodox Xuanmen is different. Their elders practice the way of heaven, are good at calculations, and know that Bodhisattvas fear causes and sentient beings fear consequences.
If Cao Qiu accepted the copper coins without giving anything in return, it would create a mysterious fate. After brewing, it might turn into a calamity in future practice. He would have to give Fang Xian a greater "fate". By then, it would not be something that could be satisfied with just gold, silver, magic or talismans.
Of course, just killing Fang Xian would put an end to all the problems.
However, if killing is brewing, the final heavenly calamity will become even more severe, which is not what a wise monk would do.
Practitioners of famous and upright sects have been taught this truth by their elders, and their actions are in line with the Way of Heaven. In the future, when they cross the calamity, they will suffer less tribulation. This is the difference between life and death.
However, the demon sects and the side sects do not know this truth, or they knowingly commit crimes and act recklessly, killing to break the calamity. This is the difference in the concept of cultivation. Although most of them fall in the calamity, if they can break the calamity, their Taoism and supernatural powers will be extremely amazing!
"I still want to hear the origin of this spiritual money. Of course, if it involves the secrets of your master, then there is no need to tell me."
Fang Xian figured this out, so he said it with confidence.
After all, he had given the copper coins away, so even if the person had bad intentions, he had no reason to cause trouble for him again.
"This is not a secret, and it is widely circulated..."
Cao Qiu smiled bitterly and replied, "This spiritual coin is the main material for refining a side-door flying sword - the spiritual coin sword! This side-door sword-making technique is very popular and is not unique to one school."
After further explanation, Fang Xian finally realized that the copper coin in his hand could actually be used to refine a famous flying sword!
Of course, this requires collecting at least 365 Zhoutian pieces, and his five are of no use at all.
Although this 'Spiritual Coin Sword' is widely circulated, it is quite troublesome to refine, mainly because of the spiritual coin.
At the beginning, it is necessary to refine the red copper mother, the essence of five metals and other precious materials and turn them into copper coin embryos.
It goes without saying that this material is precious and rare. The key point is that such an organ embryo has too much fire and dryness and cannot be used at all.
It also has to be spread among the human world, to be consumed by the red dust and human hearts. During this time it cannot come into contact with black dog blood, tiankui and other dirty things, otherwise it will be directly wasted. After about five hundred years, the anger will be completely gone and it will become 'spiritual money' which can be used to refine swords.
This 'Tong Ling Bao Qian Sword' is a bit unconventional and not particularly sharp, but when it is used, it has a worldly air and is quite mysterious, but it can only be regarded as a lower-level flying sword.
"It took five hundred years to refine this sword? If it weren't for the Golden Core Grandmaster, he would have died of old age..."
Fang Xian was secretly shocked when he heard this.
"My master was preparing to refine this flying sword. He calculated with his fingers and ordered me and other disciples to go out and collect 'Spiritual Treasure Coins'. I am not talented enough. I have traveled all over the five states and only got 25 coins. I need another five coins before I can return to the sect..."
After Cao Qiu finished speaking, he also sighed.
"I see." Fang Xian nodded, understanding the whole process.
"Today I got one from you. It's fate between you and me. I must compensate you... Tell me, what do you want?" Cao Qiu said generously. After all, Xuanguang Sect is also one of the famous and upright sects, and its disciples are quite wealthy. "I have gold, silver, magic spells, magic tools, and Taoist books that I collected. It's a pity that you only have one. You can exchange it for a small spell. If you have more, you can exchange it for magic tools. Forget about the Taoist book. I can't get it without thirty..."
"Who said I only have one?" Fang Xian smiled and took out four identical spiritual coins.
Even if he collected 365 coins, he didn't have the magical power to refine the 'Spiritual Money Sword', so he might as well exchange it.
"good!"
Cao Qiu was overjoyed. With these coins, he could finally return to the sect and finish his work: "Little brother, just tell me what you want!"
"I don't dare to think about the Taoist book, but I want to change it to a flying magic weapon!"
Fang Xian was really annoyed by traveling slowly on the road every day, so he thought about it and said.
“This is easy…”
Cao Qiu touched the magic bag on his waist with his right hand, and a wooden horse appeared in his hand: "This 'Six Imperial Horses' is a small magic weapon I made casually. It only has seven earthly evil restrictions, but it can also carry people and fly..."
As he spoke, he passed the spell of opening and closing to Fang Xian.
"Thank you, brother!"
Fang Xian obtained the magical flying device, said goodbye and walked out of Wanbao Tower.
After walking a few steps, he saw a cloud of light emerging, flashing over the top of the city, letting out a hearty laugh, and then flying away.
This caused many people to kneel down and worship the gods.
"He is indeed a god, disdainful of the human world. After completing the task, he ignored everything and went straight back to the mountain gate... That's right, the gold and silver and the like are just things that he can refine..."
Fang Xian looked at it and nodded secretly.
