Chapter 717: This Is Called A Pistol?
Looking at the black iron sword in front of him, Di Mo Yu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth slightly.
A low-grade magic weapon was actually endowed with attributes, which was completely unprecedented... What a luxury!
It sounds powerful, but it's just a big deal.
Because, such a low-level existence as a low-grade magic weapon is easy to wear and tear and has limited hardness, who would spend that time to give attributes, it's a waste at all!
"Master, Master, how about you take a look?"
With Fan Qiyue's vision, he naturally didn't know so much, but he had vaguely heard that the weapons that were endowed with attributes were very powerful.
Therefore, he was still immersed in pride and couldn't extricate himself, and the baby held the little black sword in his hand, and asked for praise as if Jun Feijue offered a treasure.
"Yes, that's good. ”
And Jun Feijue, a half-hung master, also didn't understand, and he also felt that Fan Qiyue's hand seemed to be very powerful, and he gave encouragement very supportively.
Next to him, looking at Fan Qiyue's excited face, Di Mo Yu rubbed his temples with a headache.
I always feel as if I have seen a stupid son of a landlord's family, and many people are stupid!
"Xiaoqi Xiaoqi, you can be regarded as a refining weapon now, right?"
At this time, Pure Fox Siqiong suddenly stepped forward with little stars in his eyes, and took out a drawing from his arms and handed it out, "Come on, come on, see if you can refine this thing into a magic weapon!"
What Pure Fox Siqiong took out was a decomposition drawing of the parts of a pistol.
As someone who can assemble a gun on his own in minutes, he is familiar with every part of a gun, and drawing it is a piece of cake.
In line with the principle of moving from simplicity to complexity, Pure Fox Siqiong only took out the simplest small pistol, as for other rifles and sniper rifles, he would come back later, and he was not in a hurry.
"This is called a pistol?"
Looking at the words on the drawing, Fan Qiyue said that his brain was a little confused, because in his image, the only thing that could be called a gun was a cold weapon spear.
This pistol looks so weird, and why is it called a pistol?
It doesn't look like a gun at all, right?
"Yes, you can say if you can make it. ”
Pure Fox Siqiong didn't know what Fan Qiyue was thinking, so he asked excitedly.
"This..."
Looking at the expectant eyes of Pure Fox Si Qiong, Fan Qiyue hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to answer, and finally Di Mo Yu next to him relieved the siege.
"Now Xiaoqi, I'm afraid I can't do it. ”
After carefully observing the drawings, Di Mo Yu shook his head and rejected it coldly.
"Ah, why?" Hearing this, Pure Fox Siqiong couldn't help but be stunned.
In its mind, the most important thing in refining a magic weapon is to depict the upper pattern, as for the parts, as long as they are created and assembled, shouldn't it still be a very simple thing?
"Do you know why magic weapons are ranked?"
Di Mo Yu explained lightly, "In addition to the level of the pattern itself, it is also related to the composition of the magic weapon. ”
"That's right, Sister Qiong, let me give you a brief example. ”
Fan Qiyue thought about it, and then took the black iron sword in his hand and said, "This black iron sword is one, and you only need one weapon pattern to refine it into a magic weapon, but your pistol has countless parts." ”
"Oh, are you troublesome?"
When Pure Fox Siqiong heard this, he immediately waved his hand and said, "It's okay, although I'm in a hurry, I didn't say that I want it immediately, you can just take your time, isn't it just that every part is imprinted with a pattern, and it won't be too slow according to your speed." "I want to talk to more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~