Zhou Fei smoothly entered the Criminal Punishment Division.

The identity of a disciple on the second floor of the academy, not to mention the criminal punishment department, even if it is the backyard of the palace, he can enter and leave freely.

The two soldiers wanted to pretend to be forced in front of Zhou Fei, but failed.

It's also a different time now, Zhou Fei is too lazy to see this kind of scum.

Otherwise, these two should be directly braided by now.

"Song Ran, come out. Zhou Fei entered the Penal Division and began to yell.

The original solemn atmosphere of the Criminal Punishment Division was gone, and many people were yelled out by this voice, and after finding out that it was Zhou Fei, they silently returned to their rooms.

Song Ran, dressed as a Confucian student, walked out, "Who wants to see me? Zhou Fei!"

Zhou Fei said with a smile: "Are you surprised?"

Song Ran walked over quickly and put one hand on Zhou Fei's shoulder: "Good boy, you are back." I heard from the front-line soldiers that you went deep into the grassland with the sword idiot of Yan Kingdom, and you almost scared me to death. It's okay, it's okay. ”

Zhou Fei said: "My life is very big, not to mention the grassland, even if it is a bitter cold place in the extreme north, I can go there." ”

"Don't talk about the calves, you haven't eaten yet, go to the natural residence, I'll have a treat." Song Ran said.

Zhou Fei said: "Don't mind, I came to you to ask for something." ”

"What are you doing with me so politely. When General Zhou saved my life on the battlefield, and then arranged for me to serve in the Criminal Punishment Department, from then on, I regarded General Zhou as my biological father and you as my own brother. Don't be so polite with me. Song Ran said, and then let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that after the general disappeared, my position was low, and I couldn't help, and the left minister occupied the general's mansion, and I could only watch it, and I felt very aggrieved." ”

Zhou Fei said: "Don't talk about these unpleasant things, my father once mentioned that he asked you to build a knife?"

Song Ran said: "Yes, but that was a few years ago. At that time, the general gave me a very special iron stone, saying that it was a star in the sky, and it was picked up after it fell. That iron stone is indeed different from ordinary iron stone, the knife can't cut through the axe and the chisel can't rot, the general already has a saber 'hegemony', the reason why you want to fight another knife is also for you. It's just that he didn't have that much time, so he entrusted this matter to me. ”

Zhou Fei was instantly excited, and said, "Is the knife created?"

Song Ran said: "I was angry when I talked about this, and after the general entrusted the matter to me, I immediately found the best caster master in Chang'an City and asked him to help build it." As a result, the guy said that the material was too good to build it himself, and he had to go to his senior brother, and the two brothers joined forces to dare to attack the stone. Naturally, I don't have an opinion, but I don't know how to forge a sword or anything. ”

"Who knows that guy can really drag it, it will take three or four years to delay. Every time I went to him, he said that it was almost ready, but he refused to show me the finished product, saying that he could not see the living until the construction was completed, otherwise the knife would escape and the material would be scrapped. I thought to myself that he was the first caster master in Chang'an, and he had also received the royal seal, so he shouldn't be able to do such a thing as greedy ink materials, so I didn't get to the bottom of it. Since you mentioned it today, let's go over and take a look. ”

Zhou Fei nodded again and again, and said, "Naturally, I want to go over and have a look, let's go." ”

Song Ran took Zhou Fei to Xicheng.

This is the place where the civilians of Chang'an City live, compared with the other three cities in the southeast, north and south, both the buildings and the streets here are relatively dilapidated, and the streets are full of human and animal feces, and the air smells very bad.

Zhou Fei is not a cleanliness patient, but the environment here still makes him frown and cover his nose: "I'll rub, the No. 1 Foundry Master in Chang'an you said lives here? ”

Song Ran said: "Masters, they all have some quirks, not to mention that they are still the number one master in this industry." Don't look at the poor place where he lives, but the craftsmanship really doesn't say, the weapons and armor he created will be robbed by all parties, and even now it is exclusively for the royal family, and then the emperor will reward the courtiers. Meng Zhulu's Mingguang armor, you know, it was built by him. ”

Zhou Fei sighed: "Hurry up and find someone, this place is too terrifying, how do you say these people endure it." ”

Song Ran said: "I've lived in abalone for a long time." ”

Zhou Fei nodded: "What you said makes sense." ”

After walking through a few alleys and crossing two stinky ditches, the two came to a small courtyard.

There was a clanging sound in the courtyard, and you could feel a burning breath when you approached the door.

When Song Ran was about to knock on the door, there was a sudden exclamation in the house, which then turned into a scream, and finally, a beam of light rose into the sky, and it was the thickness of a tree trunk.

This light existed for about a few breaths before it disappeared, but it still aroused the ideas of some people in Chang'an City.

Song Ran muttered, "This is ...... Is the artifact here? The knife was successfully crafted?"

Zhou Fei kicked the door open.

A pungent scorching smell accompanied by the smell of blood rushed into Zhou Fei's nose.

He saw two bodies.

And the knife stuck in the ground.

The cold light is cold, and the sword is clear.

Zhou Fei asked Song Ran, "Did you hear any sound?"

Song Ran shook his head: "No." How did he die?"

"Who?" Zhou Fei asked.

"The one lying on the ground, Master of the First Forge of Chang'an. Song Ran said, "But who is the person next to him?"

Zhou Fei walked over, squatted down and carefully observed the bodies of the two.

He found the body of one of them, and the blood was gone.

And the forging furnace was stained with blood, and it was connected to this person's body.

Could it be......

Zhou Fei swallowed his saliva.

In the last life, as a senior player of domestic stand-alone games, he learned a lot from the game, including a lot of rumors about sword casting, and casting swords with living people is a method that has existed since ancient times, but how to use living people is divided into different factions.

The high-end point is to grab the soul of the living to cast the sword, so the sword cast has its own spirituality, but often on the day when the sword is successful, the swordsmith will burp, and the sword spirit will kill the swordsmith as soon as possible.

Second, the sword is directly forged from the flesh and blood of living people. This method is the most widely used, because grabbing souls or something is too high-end, and most swordsmiths don't do it. Another advantage of forging a sword from a living person is that the sword spirit will not be generated immediately, and the life of the swordsmith can be guaranteed, although the power is not as good as the soul casting sword, but it is still many times more powerful than the sword forged by ordinary sword-casting methods.

However, if the person used to forge the sword is willing, then this sword is also likely to automatically generate a sword spirit when the sword is completed, and it will not devour the master, but unfortunately, there are almost no people who are willing to jump into the sword casting furnace. Ninety percent of them were forced to jump out of the furnace, and one percent was pushed into the sword-casting furnace without knowing it.

The third method is to forge a sword from the blood of a living person. This method is milder than the previous two, only a little blood from living people can be used to forge a sword, and the power of the sword after it is formed naturally cannot be compared with the first two, and there is no possibility of generating a sword spirit, but after all, it is stronger than an ordinary sword, and the sword is cast with blood, and the swordsmith himself can achieve it.

However, all the swordsmiths in the world have the same dream.

That is to create a divine weapon.

Some swordsmiths try for the rest of their lives, and eventually they die depressed.

But some swordsmiths have reached a dead end, and eventually jumped from the third to the second, and tried in vain to pursue the first.

These things Zhou Fei saw in the game or some wild history in his previous life, and how much is true and how false it is completely depends on the individual. However, what he never expected was that after reliving his life, he would really be able to see the sword-forging method that only appeared in the game.

It's just that this blood will be used too much?

It only takes a little blood to forge a sword, but the person in front of him was drained of blood alive and died.

And this swordsmith, why did he die?

The main cause of his death was a knife mark on his neck.

It's thin, it's thin.

A thin red line can be seen on the neck.

However, Zhou Fei knew that now as long as he touched this person's head slightly, his head would be separated from his body.

Good fast knife.

After observing the corpses of these two people, Zhou Fei locked his eyes on the knife.

It's a good knife.

When Zhou Fei saw it, he couldn't help but think of the name of a knife in his mind.

Snow drink!

The one that Nie Feng used.

The shape can be said to be exactly the same, and the momentum released is no different from the momentum of the snow drink in Zhou Fei's imagination.

And this knife, is talking.

It was the kind of baby-like whisper, a meaningless repetition of syllables, but Zhou Fei could be sure that it was just talking.

This knife has a knife spirit!

Zhou Fei was very excited.

It is worthy of being a treasure knife made of meteorites outside the sky, and it is really awesome.

He stepped forward and grasped the knife.

When the palm of the hand is tightly attached to the hilt.

A stream of air spread from Zhou Fei's side to the outside.

There was even an arc of air that was visible to the naked eye.

Song Ran was knocked out by this air current, but fortunately, the strength of the air flow was not large, and he quickly stabilized his body.

Zhou Fei laughed and waved the knife casually.

"Good, good, good!" Zhou Fei was overjoyed, and decided to specialize in the knife path in the future.

Sword or something, it's better to give up, then it's not for you.

What's more, the most powerful sword intent in the world has been comprehended by Ling Zhaoyan.

Zhou Fei was also ready to comprehend a sword intent.

"Unexpectedly, this knife actually recognized its owner. Song Ran walked over cautiously, "It's a pity that there is no scabbard." ”

Zhou Fei looked around, then pulled a strip of cloth to wrap the knife, and then tied it to his back, "Is this okay?"

Song Ran shrugged: "It's good if you're happy." Okay, I'll deal with it here, you go first, otherwise the patrol will come later, and I can't tell. ”

Zhou Fei hugged his fists at him: "Brother Song Ran, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do. Song Ran said: "Gongzi Zhou, please be sure to live well, the general is still waiting for your rescue." I'm sure he's still alive. ”

Zhou Fei took a deep breath: "Yes, my father is still alive, and he is still waiting for me to save him." "I want to talk about "The Strongest Waste Material System" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~