Chapter 95 Xuzou Place (1/2)

Still holding his fingers skillfully, three runes appeared in the air.

Runes are attached to the sword embryo one after another, following the metal texture of the sword embryo itself and integrating with it, forming mana pathways.

A flash of inspiration occurred, and then he restrained himself.

Seeing this scene, I knew with my four eyes that this magical weapon had been refined.

All difficulties are over.

I didn't expect Lin Yu to be so stable.

It doesn't matter if you can draw the runes quickly, it doesn't matter if you can learn the runes quickly, it doesn't matter if you learn them well.

When it is really used, it can be accurately combined with the embryo of a magic weapon.

Carved on the embryo of this magic weapon.

Each one is more difficult than the next.

But it was so smooth, smooth, and successful without any trouble.

Success is so unremarkable.

This child who is under one year old can declare to the outside world that he is a real weapon refiner.

And there is no need to be like those weapon refiners who may not be able to produce one or two magic weapons in their lifetime, just to save face.

Looking at the stability of the young martial nephew's weapon refining, it is obvious that such a low-level bronze magic sword has a very high success rate.

Just as he was thinking this, Lin Yu slapped the furnace lid, and the magic sword he had just successfully refined flew out and fell into his hands.

Although it was freshly baked, it didn't feel warm, but rather cold.

The bronze color cannot conceal the sharp edge of the sword.

[You have successfully made your first bronze magic sword, and you feel happy in your heart. Your understanding of weapon refining has deepened, and your weapon refining experience is +5, experience is +5, experience is +5...]

[You are skilled in operation, stable in fire control, and successfully refined a high-quality bronze magic sword. Refining experience +6, experience +6, experience +6...]

"Come on, come on, show it to me."

Before Lin Yu could take a closer look at his first magic weapon, his eyes were eager to see it.

The four eyes shine outward.

Lin Yu simply handed the sword directly to his uncle's hand.

Simu rubbed his hands and took the magic sword into his hand with some excitement and piety.

Squinting his eyes, he carefully looked at the three-foot-six-inch bronze magic sword from top to bottom, front to back.

He kept making tut-tsk sounds in his mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, not bad, not bad. The blade is straight, the edge is sharp, and the whole body is smooth. It is obviously a top-quality work."

Then he probed his spiritual consciousness into the sword body.

The rune lines are smooth and unobstructed.

You can't even see some fluctuations and bumps on the lines.

"It's amazing, it's amazing. This level of stability is difficult even for me to achieve."

His eyes were filled with admiration, and his appreciation and joy were reflected in his glasses.

"Congratulations, Xiao Yu, you can declare yourself to be an weapon refiner."

Four Eyes said and laughed to himself.

"If a weapon refiner who is under one year old is placed in the world, he will definitely scare everyone to death. I am afraid that those who are poor and lack strength will never believe it."

"I don't believe that you are a weapon refiner, and I can't believe that you succeeded in refining the weapon for the first time, and you also made a high-quality low-level magic sword."

The magic sword that Lin Yu trained is better than the bronze magic weapons that Si Mu just repaired.

"Uncle Master, my hands are feeling hot right now. There is still a lot of material left. Let's strike while the iron is hot."

Lin Yu still wanted to continue.

After this period of getting along, Simu also learned about this little guy's habits.

Always like to do something crazy.

Especially after you have just learned something, you must practice it every day, practice it like crazy, and practice it non-stop.

As if this can bring rapid progress.

Although he can indeed bring rapid progress.

This is where Lin Yu is different from others.

For ordinary practitioners, going too far is not enough. If you are too attached to one thing, you will become obsessed with it and easily fall into inner demons. If you do not advance in practice, you will retreat.

Moreover, if you practice martial arts too persistently, you may not have the talent. Skills and spells will need time to accumulate, and not everything is suitable for striking while the iron is hot.

Secondly, their bodies can't bear it, just like the southeast, northwest and others.

There are many copper ingots left on the ground.

And at this time, what else can Simu have to be stingy about?

"Good boy, aren't you tired?"

"Uncle Master, I'm not tired. Refining magic weapons doesn't make me feel tired."

Lin Yu was in good spirits.

Four Eyes suddenly realized that it only took Lin Yu half an hour to refine this magical weapon.

Every step, every detail is done in one step, stable and smooth, without wasting any time.

Lin Yu produced the best work at the minimum cost.

No wonder the kid didn't feel tired.

"Okay, I think you don't need Uncle Master to light the fire. You can continue practicing. I'll get you some more materials."

"Then there's Uncle Lao."

Simu turned around and left with the magic sword that Lin Yu had just practiced.

Lin Yu continued to light the fire and start the furnace to refine the weapons.

[You are refining a low-level magic weapon, the weapon refining experience is +2, the experience is +2, the experience is +2...]

[You have some understanding in the process of fire control, weapon refining experience +3, fire control experience +6...]

Lin Yu concentrates on refining weapons here.

Four eyes have turned back to the main hall.

It's already afternoon.

He also wasted a lot of time repairing the magic weapon.

"Hey, Master, where is my junior brother?"

Jia Le was a little confused when he saw his master coming back alone with a sword.

The people who were practicing nearby also raised their heads curiously.

Even Ikkiu, who was teaching Qingqing the scriptures, couldn't help but be curious.

Although Ikkiu and Simu didn't get along before, they often ate together.

When it came to eating, they quarreled again.

This is a pair of happy enemies.

Now Simu is crowded and lively, everyone is practicing hard, and there is a practice atmosphere.

Ikkiu and Qingqing live here, and they come to practice with everyone.

Simu proudly flashed the magic sword in his hand.

"Look what this is?"

Everyone looked at the magic sword and liked it.

Especially the east, south, west, and north.

They traveled around the world, slaying demons and monsters, and they only used ordinary peach wood swords.

However, no matter how bad this magic weapon is, it is still valuable, and they are too embarrassed to ask their uncle for it.

"Hehe, is this for me, Master?"

Jiale spoke directly.

He dared to ask for it.

Although the private equity firm was unwilling to give, he often asked Simu for things.

Just like the ragged clothes he was wearing now.

He had been chasing Simu for many years to get it back.

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Following Simu as a master, if you dare not ask, you will be asking for trouble.

"I'll give you a big head ghost!"

Simu gave Jiale a slap.

Jiale screamed in pain.

"This is the magic weapon that your junior brother just refined."

Wow!

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

"Master, what are you talking about?"

"Uncle Master, you are not kidding."

"Hey, Simu, are you telling the truth or not?"

Everyone stood up, looking unbelievable.

But the reason they showed this expression was because they already believed it in their hearts.

Otherwise, they would not be surprised at all, and would only think that Simu was bragging and telling a joke.

Although it sounds incredible, their junior brother seems to be able to do such incredible things.

The level of talisman making far exceeds that of everyone present, which is enough to prove everything.

Even if he has learned to refine weapons, what does it count for?

Looking at the unbelievable look of everyone, Simu smiled triumphantly.

He likes to show off too much.

Especially after seeing the master possessed, the old monk Yixiu dared not do it again.

At most, he can brag and talk nonsense. If you really dare to have any evil thoughts about Lin Yu and want to lure him into Buddhism, the master will not let him go.

Yixiu now knows in his heart that he is afraid to provoke the master.

So Simu dared to show off openly.

In fact, Simu knew from the beginning that Ikkiu would not have any chance, because the more he got along with Lin Yu, the more he knew that although his little nephew was not yet a year old, he was actually a man with his own ideas.

However, knowing this was knowing, as a master uncle, he still had to fulfill his responsibilities and could not send his little nephew into the tiger's mouth.

"Come on, let me show you this sword. I'll go get some more materials. Xiao Yu is feeling it now."

Simu proudly handed the sword to them and asked them to pass it around.

He turned around and went into the house, making a clanging sound, and he didn't know how many things he turned out. He went out again with a heavy bag on his back.

Only the shocked people were left, not knowing what kind of emotions they should have when facing the sword in their hands.

He just flipped the magic weapon in his hand woodenly.

He felt all kinds of complex emotions surging in his heart.

In general, it was a kind of envy.

At the same time, some ambitions were aroused, and he was stimulated and entered an intermittent state of complacency.

Ikkyu took the weapon.

He tried to inject magic power into it.

A cold light flashed on the blade.

He rubbed the blade with his fingers, felt the sharpness of the blade, and checked the quality of the weapon.

He admired it sincerely.

"This is a high-quality weapon, Amitabha!"

The family of Simu is getting better and better.

Everyone is practicing hard, and everything is thriving.

In another place full of vitality and all things are competing, a skinny Taoist priest in a Taoist robe was stopped by several soldiers.

Qianhe looked at the guns pointing at him and became alert.

Qianlizhiyao only slightly left some frost on him.

Overall, he looked quite cool, and some wrinkles on the Taoist robe seemed to show some twists and turns.

"Is this you?"

"This is me."

"Are you the Taoist priest who saved the Red Bandits?"

"Those people can't be called bandits, right?"

"Why do you care whether they are bandits or not? Why do you, a monk, have to meddle in other people's business?"

"People in the world should care about other people's business. I think it's the officers and soldiers who arrested them who were brutal and didn't look like good people."

The leading officer and soldier was not happy.

"You talk so much nonsense, how dare you be so arrogant even if you are a wanted criminal."

"I'm not arrogant, I'm just telling the truth. I have no intention of being an enemy of you. I happened to meet you here. I have something important to ask to see Mr. Chang, and I would like to ask you to pass it on."

Chizuru said very politely.

This actually made these officers and soldiers hesitate.

"It's really interesting. You let the man who beat Mr. Chang go and wanted to catch him. You were on his wanted list. Now you have come to surrender yourself to see him. You are really not afraid of death."

The officer and soldier were teasing him carelessly, but Qianzhe remained calm.

"I'm afraid this is all a misunderstanding. I do have something important to do. I hope to pay a visit to Mr. Chang."

Qianhe bowed to the officers and soldiers.

Several officers and soldiers looked at each other and made calculations in their minds.

The younger brother at the back came up to the leader and whispered in his ear.

"Brother, anyway, we are just here to help. It is Chang who wants to arrest someone, not our commander. I think it makes sense."

There was also a person on the right speaking quietly.

"After all, he is a Taoist priest. He seems to have some skills. I heard that several gunmen were injured in the south and they were rescued by force. It is difficult to deal with them. Let's not meddle in other people's business."

The leader also thought it made sense.

Regardless of whether there is any danger, this is not their job anyway.

They are Marshal Feng's people, and they don't eat his food.

Why bother worrying about other people's affairs.

"Brother, please help me. I really have something important to do. I would be very grateful if you could let me see Mr. Chang."

Qianhe said, taking out two pearls and stuffing them into the hands of the officer and soldier.

These were all carried in the convoy of the royal zombies. The officer and soldier lowered their heads and saw that the two pearls in their palms were round and full. They were worth a lot of money at a glance, and their eyes were opened.

He no longer had the carefree look he had just now, and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"It's easy to talk about. I don't think you look like a bad person. I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding. You want to see Mr. Chang. Okay, okay. I'll lead the way."

Chizuru breathed a sigh of relief.

Halfway through this trip north, I seemed to feel something was wrong.

It is indeed like what the young nephew said. Mr. Chang is very famous, but he seems to be very selfish.

It seemed that I had offended him unintentionally.

Just because I saved a few patriots on the way.

These people seemed to have different political opinions from Mr. Chang, so they were hunted down.

But in this world where warlords fight with each other, no one cares whether others have selfish motives or not.

I just hope that Mr. Chang can understand the priorities of things.

I just hope he can use his power to actually do something.

Even if it means relying on his influence to make the Japanese pirates' conspiracy public.

With this thought in mind, Qianhe suppressed the hesitation and worry in his heart, and under the leadership of this team of officers and soldiers, he officially entered Xuzhou City.

In Xuzhou, there have been more than fifty large-scale conquests in the past dynasties, and it is difficult to say what is right and wrong.

However, historians have all noticed that it was this ancient battlefield that determined the rise and fall of many generations of dynasties. Therefore, there has been a saying of striving to dominate the Central Plains since ancient times.

Chairman Chang Zhiqing of the Jinling Government is currently negotiating with another Marshal Feng on the ancient battlefield of the Central Plains in Xuzhou.

Discussing cooperation matters.

Facing the sincere welcome of the people, the moment Chairman Chang entered Xuzhou City, he seemed to aspire to the Central Plains, cooperate with Marshal Feng, full of vitality, and the realm of advancement of all things is before his eyes.

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