Chapter 131: Saint-level Foundry
The black-faced man walked quickly to the arrow and looked at the arrow, half of the arrow did not enter the wall, the arrow feathers buzzed, and said: "The posture is suitable for two feet and eight inches, and the strength is suitable for seven or eight dollars, I will build one first, you try it first, and then say what is the arrow used?"
The black-faced man walked quickly to the stone platform, looked for the materials to build it in a daze, and then said to Ming Ze: "Go, help me buy some black gold iron ore and come back, remember to ask for raw ore!"
Ming Ze's face was like a bitter melon, "Uncle, I don't have any money!"
The black-faced man was bold, turned back to Chu Wushi and said, "Boy, pay for this one first!"
Chu Wushi asked Cang Tian speechlessly, I have never seen such an arrogant foundry, and I will collect money before I build it, and how many spars will I give for an arrow?
Seeing Chu Wushi's wry smile, Ming Ze came over and pulled Chu Wushi and said, "Brother Chu, can you lend me some money first, and I will be on call when you take the boat in the future, how about taking the boat money?"
Chu Wushi smiled, the two uncles and nephews were also wonderful, nodded, took out a hundred spars, handed them to Ming Ze and said, "Take them!"
Ming Ze was shocked while holding the spar, "Brother Chu, you don't need so much, these are enough to buy hundreds of arrows!"
The black-faced man turned around and said, "Don't go quickly, my arrows are not cheap, and they definitely make it worth the money." โ
Seeing Chu Wushi nodding, Ming Ze put the spar in his pocket, jumped on the boat and slid away.
Chu Wushi watched the black-faced man busy working, so he found a stool and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and basked in the sun.
After waiting for more than half an hour, it was dark, Ming Ze rowed back some black gold iron ore, the black-faced man walked over quickly, rolled up all his hands and threw them into the blacksmith shop, Chu Wushi jumped up in fright, and no one in the eyes of the black-faced man almost hit himself.
Chu Wushi called Ming Ze aside and said, "How can you have a cheaper place to live here, take me there! โ
Ming Ze looked at Chu Wushi and said, "Brother Chu, you don't dislike it, you can live in my house, it's a little simple, but I'm clean, I can squeeze with my uncle." โ
Chu Wushi nodded and agreed, he had lived in the deep mountains and old forests, and he was afraid of what was shabby!
Ming Ze took Chu Wushi to a simple house behind the blacksmith shop, and said: "Brother Chu, don't blame me for today's incident, my uncle and I depend on each other, and we really need to earn money to support our family, you can rest assured that you can live here, anyway, it will take more than a month for the assessment of Julu Academy!"
Chu Wushi observed the inside of the house, it was very simple and dry, it seemed that the uncle and nephew were living very poorly, Chu Wushi couldn't help but feel strange, with the strength of the black-faced Han God in the later stage, it didn't make sense to mix like this, so he couldn't help but ask Ming Ze.
Ming Ze smiled bitterly and said, it turned out that Ming Ze's family was from Pengcheng, and it was a well-known casting family in Pengcheng, and they moved to Julu Island together after the outbreak of Pengcheng more than 30 years ago, according to Ming Ze's father, only Julu Island is the safest place in Pangu Lake, and the forces of other island dynasties often kill each other, and they really can't live in peace, so they decided to come to Julu Island to settle down, because Julu Island is managed by Julu Academy, they are stronger than any island dynasty, and they don't have the heart to dominate Pangu Lake, as long as no one fights the idea of Julu Island, they will not pay attention to and participate in the killing of other island dynastiesใ
"My uncle often said that if the Julu Academy wanted to rule Pangu Lake, it would be easy, but Julu Academy had received the favor of the Daxiang Dynasty, and if it was killed, it would not steal the foundation of the Daxiang Dynasty, otherwise Pangu Lake would become a place of chaos. โ
Chu Wushi nodded, there are many masters in the five major academies, the number of sage teachers is comparable to that of a great dynasty, it is said that the president and vice president are still fairy figures, and it is easy to unify Pangu Lake, but he did not do this, Chu Wushi admired it and secretly regretted it, because Chu Wushi would rather Julu Academy unify Pangu Lake than see the foundation of his Xiang clan being messed up, and the people are not happy. "Mingze, where are your parents?"
Ming Ze sighed and said: "My parents were captured by the people of the Great Qi Dynasty, and there has been no news so far, and my uncle has a strange personality, drinking and striking iron all day long, our business is very bleak!"
"Why did your uncle become like this, it is said that a master in the late stage of the transformation of gods, or a foundry, how can he not have a business?"
"Alas, you have also seen, my uncle is extremely obsessed with casting magic weapons, but his personality is so strange, five years ago, a famous student of Julu Academy asked my uncle to cast a sword of the best yuan weapon, and the materials brought at that time were extremely precious, my uncle treated you the same, and asked him to tell the characteristics of martial arts and techniques, including the attributes of Jindan magic weapons, how do you think this is possible?"
Chu Wushi nodded, it is true, he was asked to take out the best spiritual weapon Wind Chasing Bow just now, and he hesitated, not to mention asking a cultivator to reveal his own martial arts characteristics and martial arts characteristics, once this person is revealed, then if he is understood by the enemy, he will still have no chance of winning against the enemy. "I don't think he'll let your uncle forge a sword for him!"
Ming Ze shook his head and said: "Casting, this person did not tell his own exercises and martial arts, but asked to use my uncle's exercises and martial arts to cast, and my uncle agreed." Because the material is so good, my uncle forged a holy weapon sword fetus, originally my uncle could have been promoted to a saint-level caster with this sword, but when this person came to take the sword, he couldn't control this sword at all because of the mismatch of his own martial arts Jindan attributes, you also know that the transformation period can fuse the Jindan magic weapon and his own weapon together to fight the enemy, because my uncle is a fire attribute, and this person is a water attribute, how can the attributes of Xiang Ke be fused together. โ
"Indeed, the five elements are mutually reinforcing, water and fire are incompatible, once fused, how can it not be counterattacked!" Chu Wushi said, this is basic common sense, this person with a fire attribute holy sword, not only will he not be able to exert the power of the holy sword, but he will also weaken his own strength, and he will be counterattacked if he is not careful.
"That's it, my uncle originally thought that this person was a fire attribute monk like himself, so he agreed to cast this sword, and he also cast a holy sword, my uncle is very principled, and he is a little paranoid, originally this holy sword was exchanged for a water attribute holy sword is a very good solution, but my uncle didn't do it, he thought that the sword was loyal to one person, and died for one person, he couldn't help but say, he destroyed this sword with his own hands!"
Chu Wushi couldn't help but smile bitterly at the black-faced man, this is really paranoid and a little too stubborn, but the weapon is indeed the second life of a monk, the sentence "The sword is loyal to one person, and it is dead for one person." "It's apt.
Ming Ze said: "You think, how can this person be willing if the materials are out, but the sword is destroyed, so this person asks my uncle to compensate for the materials or a water-attribute holy sword!"
"You should compensate for all the materials, plus a little damage! As for compensating for a holy sword, it's a bit excessive!" Chu Wushi said, since the black-faced man destroyed it with his own hands, he had to compensate for the loss, there was nothing to say!