Chapter 2302: Master of refining

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"Hey!"

In the blacksmith shop, the hammer fell, the Mars splashed, and a piece of black iron gradually deformed.

“Hey!” “Hey!”

The voice is constantly ringing, it looks very regular and the rhythm is very good.

The hammer is a young man, dressed in rags, handsome and handsome, with his sweat on his forehead. He couldn't take the sweat off his forehead and slammed the black iron in front of him.

Not far away, on an old, tattered lounge chair, lying on an old man, he was closing his eyes and resting. Even while he was asleep, his mouth was still groaning, and he seemed to dream of something to be happy.

The youth who beat the iron is naturally purple, and he has been here for ten days.

In ten days, he stayed at home, hitting iron all day, and had placed a small pile of iron ingots next to him.

The one on the lounge chair is Wei Laotou. Since Ziyu came here, he has never touched a hammer. Instead, he moved his mouth every day. A few days ago, because of the problem of the purple scorpion hammer, he almost gave the purple sable Sudden death.

When I was awake, the old man was very strict and always able to pick out all kinds of problems. When I was asleep, the old man’s mouth was groaning and seemed to have a good dream.

The squeaky hammer sounds like a wonderful melody, bringing the old man into a dream, and he is not willing to wake up.

Probably at lunch time, the old man naturally woke up and saw the iron ingots piled up in front of the purple scorpion. He first smashed it and covered up the surprises and accidents in his eyes. He frowned and dissatisfied: "Speed Why is it so slow? The efficiency is really too low."

He stepped forward and picked up an iron ingot at random, pointing to something somewhere above: "The power here is lighter, there is something heavy here, and here...here..."

The old man picked up an iron ingot and said several problems in succession. After seeing Ziyan nodding his head and revealing a look of humility, he nodded reluctantly.

"You are hungry again? Every day, you can't complete the task. You can eat a lot of food. I am losing money."

After that, the old man squatted as usual, and walked toward the inner room. This should be a meal.

In the morning, the sable was already out of force, and at the same time, the hungry front was attached to the back, but after hearing the old man’s previous comments, he was also embarrassed to rest and could only continue to be beaten.

I have to say that in the past ten days, although the old man constantly squeezed his time, his power growth is also very obvious.

Although I have never used the speed, Zi Zi believes that he is using the speed now, which is much faster than ten days ago.

Here, the strong flesh is the root of everything.

Zi Yan came here for a few days and came to see him four times. After that, it was said to be a mission, and he never saw it.

"Eat something."

Wei Laotou carried a bowl of porridge and told him to drink.

I have to say that a bowl of gruel in this area has a lot of power to maintain the workload of the purple scorpion for half a day.

On the eleventh day, there was a team outside the town. If the sable is here, you will be able to recognize four of them. It is the four of the Hult family who have the holy body.

They followed the new abilities and arrived here ten days later.

Ziyan does not leave the house, and does not pay attention to the outside world.

A few days later, I came back to the four people, and I took the purple scorpion to drink and watched their slightly sad expressions. The sable can see that they didn’t seem to gain anything this time.

"Purple, you don't care about playing iron all day, it's useless. Only in the constant killing can you strengthen your ability."

On the wine table, Thomp also persuaded the purple as before.

Zi Yan heard a bitter smile: "This matter is still slightly delayed. There are still many tasks to be completed by Wei Laotou."

Speaking of Wei Laotou, there is a complaint in the eyes of Xiang Yu, dissatisfied: "Zi Zi, don't give Wei old man a deception, he is treating you as a coolie. No day and night for him. Live, he is crushing you, and still not paying you. You might as well go out with us to hunt down the beasts. If you are lucky, you can get a drop of holy source liquid at a time. Use Shengyuan liquid to improve your strength. It’s much faster to hit the iron.”

Xiang Yu and others saw the fighting power of Zi Yan, and wanted to pull him into the gang. For the hunting of the outside world, Zi Yan also had some yearnings, but when he thought of the strict old man, he also shook his head again and again.

Moreover, his strength is growing very fast, not as long as several people say.

Until a drink was finished, Zi Yan did not agree to the request of the four people, not wanting to, but could not go to Wei old man to say.

......

......

"Yes, it is here, here is the force!"

"Hey!"

"Add some strength, it's still too light!"

"Hey! Hey!"

On a new day, the new mission, Zi Yan began to hit the iron again, and after a brief rest for the four people, he also went out to hunt down the fake beast.

In these few days, Wei Laotou is hard to get to sleep, but is pointing out some tricks of purple hair. According to the instructions of the old man, the movement of the purple scorpion hammer is lighter, and the control of the power is more skillful.

Wei Laotou, who seems to be very strict, is actually very satisfied with this disciple. The degree of satisfaction is even smirking when he sleeps. It is obvious that Zi Yan is very satisfied with him. But every time I wake up, I become so strict. I am worried that Zi Yan is too proud. In the process of refining, talent is very important, but the efforts of the day after tomorrow are more important.

For a month, Zi Yan was hitting the iron.

A month later, Zi Yan began to squash under the supervision of the old man.

Once the sable, I know some techniques for refining weapons, and even many techniques that have been lost. But those are all powered by energy. Nowadays, there is no energy. The methods of sable can not be used, but once The foundation is still there, so it is easy to display.

After the two weapons were scrapped, the three-day purple scorpion finally created a decent weapon, which was a long knife, very sharp and emitting black light.

"Not bad!"

For more than a month, the old man nodded for the first time and expressed his heart’s affirmation of the purple sable. "This knife can be sold outside, and this shop is also open."

Stayed here for such a long time, Zi Zi has seen some people come to see the weapons, but unfortunately there is no decent weapon here, so it has not been successfully traded.

Ziyan once suspected that, if this continues, the old man's surplus will be eaten up.

In this way, Zijing successfully became a long-term worker in the blacksmith shop, began to build weapons, and gradually got a business in the small shop, completed the first transaction.

According to the concealed instructions of the old man, the weapons made by Zi Yan will have a little bit of embarrassment and it looks not perfect. This is in this dangerous place, intentionally.

Of course, only two people can see it. Other people who don't understand weapons are not clear at all.

The business of the store has gradually improved, and the smelting skills of the sables have become more and more sophisticated. At the third month, the weapons produced by the sables have become famous. It was bought from the previous weapons until later, and has not been made yet, it has already been booked in advance.

Under the bowl of porridge in the morning and evening, the power of the sable is also growing, and it has changed a lot since three months ago.

In this regard, Zi Yan is even obsessed with this kind of power improvement. If it is outside, I believe that in the past three months, his holy body has undergone great changes, although he dare not say that he is a holy soldier. The point, but it is definitely much stronger than before.

And if it grows like this, Zi Yan believes that one day, his body can grow to the point where it is comparable to the holy soldiers. By that time, he would be able to pick up the holy soldiers by hand.

As the power grows, the sable gradually feels that the body has undergone some changes, and this change seems to be a sign of the emergence of abilities.

For the people of this world, the real ability is actually the change of the body, the ability derived from itself. For example, Zi Qian’s previous speed ability is due to the extension of the exercises, which is not the ability of the body to evolve.

Just as Ziyan gradually liked the feeling of this power growth, when he liked the refining device, the old man suddenly stopped the purple.

"The time you stayed here is not short. The understanding of the refiner is already deep. It is time to go out and hone."

"You are going to drive me away?" Zi looked at each other.

"It’s not for you to go, just let you go out and practice. The four of them have already returned, but after learning that your refining weapons are extremely popular, they will not bother you."

The old man looked at Zi Yan and said: "With your craft, you can be self-reliant here, but I believe this should not be your main purpose here. Go, see them out with them, or else you will have a long-term refining machine. Gradually wiped out your blood."

Zi Yan is smart ~ www.readwn.com ~ soon understand the meaning of the old man.

"Since it is already a master of refining, I can't go too far when I go out, I put your new clothes in your room."

Looking at the purple scorpion and letting the hammer leave, Wei old man couldn’t help but sigh and said: "The sable, the old man, I really have no choice. In these three months, you will consume a drop of holy source every two days. Liquid, the old man I have been hiding for years, has already bottomed out. Your strength is growing, but your ability has not been awakened. The lack of strength should not be the promotion of strength, but the instant stimulation."

Previously, Tomp and others said that the purple scorpion hits iron all day, the strength will grow very slowly, but the sable has no such feeling, but feels that the strength of growth is very fast.

In fact, he did not know, in the gruel he drank every day, there was a diluted source of holy source, an average of two days a drop. As time goes by, the power of the purple scorpion grows too fast. Two days of a drop of holy source liquid, it is not enough to maintain the consumption of sable, not the following, Wei Laotou indicates that the purple scorpion goes out to practice.

When I was groomed, I changed the purple pipa of the new black robe, and when I stood in front of the four people, the four people’s expressions were obviously staying, and some incredulously looked at the handsome young man in front of him.