C1020 He Had Seen a Broken Sword
C1020 He Had Seen a Broken Sword
Old mister Yan slowly stood up and smiled, "Little Liu, why did you come to my place? I don't have anything good here, so I don't want to welcome you! "
Fat Liu laughed: "Old Gramps, you don't need to joke around with me. Don't worry, this time you really aren't an outsider and I haven't introduced you for a long time. The person who came with me today is a brother of mine."
"Hey, stop talking about brothers. There were so many in the past, which one of them isn't your brother?" Old mister Yan said.
Fat Liu was slightly embarrassed, "Old mister Yan, these words of yours are too embarrassing for me!"
Old mister Yan waved his hand, "It's just a joke. Please take a seat!"
Fat Liu pointed at Yang Bo and introduced him: "Yang Bo, this time, he is really my sworn brother. He wants to buy a few treasured swords, so …"
Without waiting for Fat Liu to finish speaking, Old mister Yan waved his hand and said: "Little Liu, you have also been doing business for so many years, you should understand my character, this sort of thing, there is no need to contact me at all. Those treasured swords are my life, do you think that I can hand them over to you?"
The Fat Liu was startled, "Old mister Yan, it is not a big deal, how about you let us have a look? We won't buy it, we'll just take a look. Real people from Dijing City know that you are the benchmark for the collection of ancient swords, and everyone is proud to be able to admire your treasured swords.
"Just take a look?" Old mister Yan asked.
The Fat Liu nodded, "Yes, let's take a look."
Only then did the old man nod, "Alright then. If you bring up the matter of buying again, I'll kick you out!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Yan. I definitely won't mention anything if I don't mention it!" Fat Liu promised.
Yang Bo pulled Hua Qingyun behind the two of them, and walked towards the treasury. He slightly frowned, originally thinking that with the Fat Liu's guidance, he could find a treasure sword that he couldn't buy, but who would have thought that they wouldn't even have the chance to sell it.
Very quickly, the group of people arrived at the side room. Old Man Yan opened the door and opened another layer of fingerprint proof door before entering the treasury.
Once he entered the treasury, Yang Bo was immediately shocked. On the four walls of the treasury, there was a large bookshelf, and the treasure sword was placed inside the bookshelf. Looking at the dozens of treasure swords, Yang Bo immediately understood, it was no wonder that the Fat Liu would bring him here!
Old mister Yan pointed at the bookcase and said, "You can take a look since the swords have all been placed here."
Yang Bo smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Elder Yan."
While talking, Yang Bo walked forward two steps and looked carefully.
Hua Qingyun stood at the side, looking at all the different types of swords, she did not understand all of these, and did not know when the swords were actually made, but she appreciated the beauty of the swords.
Yang Bo stared at the treasure sword, a light flashed past his eyes, most of the swords here had rings of light appearing on their surfaces. These rings of light were all different in thickness, there was even a small part of the treasure sword, only a thin layer of light appearing on the surface.
Yang Bo did not mind, he went a little closer, the glow of the ancient sword continued to enter his eyes, he replenished the energy in his eyes, and when the brilliance faded, Yang Bo's heart was moved, the sword intent in his dantian also trembled slightly, following that, the ancient sword in the center of Yang Bo's vision also trembled.
Following that, Yang Bo saw an illusionary treasure sword appear within the ancient sword, the illusionary sword seemed to be the sword intent of the treasure sword, but it did not have too much energy, it seemed to be slightly weak, as though it would be blown away by the wind and dissipate in the air.
That strand of sword intent trembled and shot into Yang Bo's eyes, gradually sinking into his dantian. The sword intent in his dantian trembled slightly, and swallowed that strand of sword intent!
Yang Bo raised his head to look at the ancient sword in front of him, and he was shocked, because he could clearly see that the ancient sword's surface seemed to have become darker, and the light that was the treasure of the ancient sword had even disappeared.
Only then did Yang Bo let out a sigh of relief. He could roughly guess that after he absorbed the sword intent, the lifespan of this treasured sword would be much shorter, which made him feel a little guilty.
Yang Bo stared at the treasured sword in front of him, and after a moment of hesitation, he could roughly see the degree of trembling of the sword intent in his dantian, and see the strength of the sword intent.
Very quickly, Yang Bo absorbed five or six treasured swords, and he felt apologetic in his heart. He stopped and turned to look at Old mister Yan, "Elder Yan, are you really not going to consider it?"
Old mister Yan shook his head, "That's impossible. Little Liu should be well aware of this."
Yang Bo was helpless, just as he was about to leave, he heard a slight "Kacha" sound, and when the sound entered his ears, it was like a clap of thunder, he turned around, and saw the sword that he had just looked at, actually breaking in the middle and falling onto the bookshelf!
Yang Bo opened his eyes wide, looking at the treasured sword in front of him, his heart was in turmoil, he did not want such a situation to occur!
Old mister Yan stared at the bookcase, seeing the treasure sword that was broken off from the sword holder, he couldn't help but exclaim, "How could this happen? "How is this possible!?"
While he was still in shock, old mister Yan ran over. He stared at the treasured sword and said, "This is impossible!"
The Fat Liu didn't even know what had happened as he ran over and looked at the treasured sword, "This treasured sword should have belonged to the Qing Dynasty period. It shouldn't have completely rusted after two to three hundred years!"
"Cough, cough!" Yang Bo faked a cough, and reminded his: "This sword is from the Tang Dynasty era. From the outside, I saw no problems with it, I had even planned to buy it, I really did not expect that."
Old mister Yan stared at the treasured sword, completely ignoring what they had said.
Yang Bo was a little helpless, just now he could clearly feel that the sword intent was stronger, but he never would have thought that after absorbing the sword intent, such a thing would actually happen!
Fat Liu immediately opened his mouth to console him: "Elder Yan, this sword cannot be revived, please do not be too sad, do you need me to introduce a sword forging master to help you fix it?"
Old mister Yan was currently sad, but when he heard Fat Liu's words, he immediately scolded: "Scram! If it wasn't for you coming in, this wouldn't have happened! Little Liu, don't blame me for being heartless. Please leave this place, and leave my place immediately! "
Fat Liu was shocked, "Elder Yan, please do not be like this, we just took a look, could it be that we have seen wrong?"
"Scram!" Get lost! " Elder Yan scolded in anger.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]