Hearing Yiye Doll's words, Yun Mo was very surprised. In this world, money is not everything, but without money it is impossible.

The spirit grass on Yun Mo's body, if it was exchanged for wealth in the Formula Realm, would be a lot of wealth, not to mention the treasures he possessed.

However, since he was reincarnated in the Yun family with his memories, although he has experienced twists and turns, hardships and dangers, he has never worried about money.

There is such a saying in the ordinary world of the micro world, which is called a penny of silver is difficult for a hero, occasionally someone says this, he still doesn't feel anything, but when he looks at the stubborn young man in front of him who is entangled in the problem of money, he really feels that feeling.

"It's a pity, in the Demon King's Palace, I'm really a poor person." Yun Mo said secretly.

This demon cultivator boy is as stubborn as the grass that comes out of between his feet, and his stubbornness is heartbreaking.

Yun Mo patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Does the Natal Sword have any special requirements for the sword body?" ”

Ah Zhe nodded: "It is difficult for ordinary swords to withstand the power of essence blood, so when our family chooses the natal sword, we will add Demon Star Sand to the sword, and the steel of the sword casting has to be polished many times, and it is difficult for the general material to meet the requirements, so it is generally strengthened with meteoric iron." ”

Yun Mo asked, "What is the Demon Star Sand?" Is it expensive? ”

"Your Excellency doesn't even know about the Demon Star Sand?" Ah Zhe was a little puzzled, "Demon Star Sand is a raw material for refining weapons, it can strengthen the connection between the divine soul and the magic weapon, that thing is very expensive, to make a good sword, you need at least five hundred Demon Crystals worth of Demon Star Sand." ”

Yun Mo turned around and asked the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable, "How many magic crystals do you still have in your magic card?" ”

Dream Crystal Demon Venerable said flatly: "I haven't read it carefully, there are probably twenty or thirty thousand." ”

Hearing this, Ah Zhe's mouth suddenly opened wide, and he could stuff an egg into it.

Twenty or thirty thousand...... You must know that the second uncle worked hard for a month, and he got less than a hundred magic crystals, and twenty or thirty thousand magic crystals were enough for the second uncle to work for twenty or thirty years without eating or drinking! How could she say it so casually?

"Five hundred is also expensive?" Hearing the number of Mengjing Demon Venerable's report, Yun Mo suddenly had confidence, and said arrogantly, "I remember that there is a shop selling swords in the town, let's go and see it now!" ”

Before Ah Zhe could refuse, Yun Mo turned around and walked towards the town.

Yun Mo was able to give him the "Eight Miscellaneous Sword Technique", which already made him grateful to Yun Mo, and now, he hasn't done anything yet, so he wants to let adults waste hundreds of magic crystals on himself, Ah Zhe is very unhappy in his heart, but looking at Yun Mo's back, he has a warmth in his heart.

The group of three soon came to the town, the town is not big, there are only two shops selling magic weapons, one is on the east side of Long Street, and the other is on the west side of Long Street, which happens to be opposite the door.

Yun Mo was about to walk to the shop in the west, Ah Zhe tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said weakly: "My lord, in fact, Ah Zhe already had a favorite sword before. ”

"Oh?" Yun Mo raised his eyebrows, "Where?" ”

Ah Zhe pointed to a blacksmith shop next to him: "That, there." ”

Yun Mo frowned and walked over.

It was a small blacksmith shop, with black smoke rising from the chimney, a dilapidated stove, and a mess of miscellaneous items.

A strong man with a red upper body was wielding a hammer and pounding a piece of red-hot iron, his dark skin was covered with beads of sweat, his muscles were bulging, and he looked full of strength.

When the blacksmith saw a guest coming, he immediately grinned, revealing his burnt yellow teeth with a missing front tooth: "This son, is there anything you need me to serve?" ”

Ah Zhe walked out from behind Yun Mo and said, "Boss, it's me." ”

The blacksmith was stunned, "Hey, it's you kid, what?" Got enough money to buy the sword? ”

Ah Zhe scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Uh, that's enough." ”

As he spoke, he turned around, led Yun Mo forward, and introduced, "I am now working under this adult. ”

The blacksmith looked at Ah Zhe, then at Yun Mo, then put down the hammer and iron piece, first bowed slightly to Yun Mo, and then grabbed Ah Zhe's shoulders and pulled him aside.

"Yes, boy! Why did you sell yourself quietly? Have you investigated this person? Don't be cheated, and help others count money! ”

Ah Zhe said: "Don't talk nonsense, adults are good people!" I made a blood vow to follow the adults for ten years! ”

Blood Oath!

The blacksmith took a breath and calmed down, he knew that Ah Zhe was a calm character, and he had made a blood oath, which must be trustworthy to that son.

So he patted Ah Zhe's shoulder and showed a sincere smile: "You kid, now you have found a backer!" ”

Ah Zhe smiled.

The blacksmith turned and walked into the shop, took out a wooden box, and opened it in front of Ah Zhe, which contained a long sword wrapped in silk.

Ah Zhe took out the long sword and stroked the blade, which was deeply meaningful, as if caressing the body of a lover.

"Is this the sword?" Yun Mo asked.

Ah Zhe nodded subconsciously, his eyes still not off the long sword.

Yun Mo looked at it, but he didn't see anything unusual, so he asked the blacksmith, "How much is this sword?" ”

The blacksmith said, "The Demon Star Sand cost five hundred and sixty magic crystals, and the meteorite iron cost one hundred and forty. Ah Zhe is my friend, so I won't charge manual fees, just give 700 magic crystals. ”

He looked at Yun Mo and didn't notice any change in his expression, so he pretended to be unintentional and said: "Actually, this sword still has many flaws, such as the lack of forging time, and the lack of demon star sand inside, and I just entered some Xingchen Steel here, if I can join it, this sword will be upgraded to a higher level." ”

Yun Mo took the long sword in Ah Zhe's hand and handed it to the blacksmith: "Then what are you waiting for, recast." ”

Ah Zhe's eyes widened.

The blacksmith was happy in his heart, it seemed that he had made the right bet, and this lord of Ah Zhe was a master who was not bad for money.

So the sword that Ah Zhe thought about day and night came back to the furnace again.

The blacksmith has spent most of his life making iron, forging hundreds of swords, and receiving nearly a thousand guests, but it is only today that he finally realizes what it means to be wealthy.

Three hundred magic crystals and one tael of the Demon Star Sand poured into it as if they didn't need money, and Xingchen, which is usually used as a special material, just became the main body of the sword...... Disgusted that the temperature of the furnace fire was not enough, Yun Mo even went to the magic shop next to him and bought a brand-new eight-rune stove!

When the blacksmith saw the eight-rune furnace, his saliva was about to flow out, obediently, he had been playing iron for decades and had saved magic crystals for most of his life, in order to buy an eight-rune furnace!

The blacksmith seemed to have an inexhaustible energy, and he was engrossed in forging the sword with all his energy.

He didn't know what kind of sword he would make with so many extravagant materials!

Mengjing chuckled: "Yun Mo, you are really attentive to this Ah Zhe. ”

Yun Mo forced his voice into a line: "In this Infinite Demon Palace, we need Ah Zhe. ”

From noon to evening, and from evening to the next morning, the blacksmith was banging and beating.

Ah Zhe was reluctant to leave, so Yun Mo and Dream Crystal Demon Venerable simply accompanied him to wait in the blacksmith shop.

The next morning, Dream Crystal Demon Venerable went to buy four servings of noodle soup and came back, Ah Zhe stared at the new sword that was gradually taking shape, and he didn't have the heart to eat noodles, and the blacksmith was engrossed in his sword-forging business, and he had fallen into a state of madness, where could he still care about eating?

So the three bowls of noodle soup all went into Yun Mo's stomach.

Cultivating two kinds of magic skills at the same time, Yun Mo's consumption is amazing, and everything he eats is fragrant.

As he was drinking the noodle soup, he suddenly heard a loud laugh, Yun Mo raised his head, and saw the blacksmith with red eyes who looked like he had lost a whole weight and was holding a long sword, looking like he was crazy.

"This forged sword can also go crazy?" The Somnella Demon Venerable was a little surprised.

Yun Mo wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "He was originally a demon cultivator, how can he talk about becoming a demon?" ”

The blacksmith took the sword, bare his upper body, ran around the street excitedly a few times, and finally vented the excitement and joy in his heart, then returned to the shop, handed the long sword to Ah Zhe, and said: "Cast this sword, I will die without regrets in my life." ”

Dream Crystal Demon Venerable was slightly stunned, and blurted out: "Sick." ”

In the space ring, Yiye Doll said thoughtfully: "Chao Wen Dao, you can die at night." ”

Yun Mo said angrily: "When did you become so sour?" ”

"Haw, haw, you don't understand, eldest son!" Yiye Doll suddenly shook her head pretending to be old-fashioned, and walked into the pile of exercises with her chubby little hands behind her back. If Yun Mo saw it like this, he might not have to laugh and lose his teeth.

Because, the one-leaf doll is really funny, and the cute appearance is pretending to be deep, but you can imagine that strong sense of contrast.

Ah Zhe took the sword and looked at it blankly for a long time. The expressions on his face are extremely complex, ranging from loss and excitement, sadness to joy.

Yun Mo asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Ah Zhe ignored him, still just looking at the sword, as if there was no foreign object in his eyes, only the newly cast sword.

"This kid, isn't he in a daze?"

Yun Mo patted him on the shoulder, Ah Zhe suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, and then rushed out of the blacksmith shop like the wind, waving his sword on the long street, shouting as he ran: "I'm so happy, so happy!" ”

The corners of Yun Mo's mouth twitched unnaturally.

When the guy finally got tired of running and returned to the blacksmith shop, it was back to normal.

Yun Mo looked at the sword and asked, "This sword is really good?" ”

"Of course!" The blacksmith came out, as if insulted, "If it is according to the evaluation level of those righteous path cultivators in the Shiwei Realm, this sword can be regarded as a top-grade spiritual treasure!" ”

Yun Mo chuckled in his heart, the spirit treasure is a good treasure for ordinary Pattern Realm casual cultivation. However, in Yun Mo's eyes, it is naturally not powerful.

You must know that the Xuanming True Water in Yun Mo's hand, if it is divided by the level of the treasure, is at least a level higher than the Spirit Treasure. Moreover, the level of the black giant is also faintly about to reach the level of a real treasure.

"Is Lingbao very powerful?" Yun Mo turned to look at the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable, and the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable said disapprerovitically, "I won't pick up anything of that level if it falls on the ground." ”

Both the blacksmith and Ah Zhe's eyes widened, and they were speechless.

Thinking about these two guys, it's really speechless.

The blacksmith said to Ah Zhe, "Ah Zhe, what are you going to name this sword?" ”

Ah Zhe looked at Yun Mo and said, "Please give me a name!" ”

Yun Mo waved his hand: "This matter has nothing to do with me, you find someone else." ”

Ah Zhe turned to look at the blacksmith again, and before he could speak, the blacksmith spoke: "I can only forge swords, and I really can't choose such a thing as a name, since it is your own sword, then you can choose the name yourself!" ”

Ah Zhe stared at the sword for a long time before he said thoughtfully: "This is a treasure, you can't just take it out to see someone, just call it Zangfeng." ”

"Zangfeng?" Yun Mo nodded, "Good name!" ”

The blacksmith stared at Zang Feng, still complacent about his work, touching his messy beard and muttering: "Zang Feng, good sword, good sword!" ”

Yun Mo paid the magic crystal, gave the eight-rune furnace to the blacksmith, and the group of three left the town and came to the trial area by the lake.

Yun Mo looked at the Tibetan Feng in Ah Zhe's hand and asked, "Can I sacrifice the sword now?" ”

Ah Zhe nodded, pierced his fingertips, and turned a complex pattern on the sword, which looked a bit like several giant snakes entwined, he pierced the fingertips of the remaining nine fingers in turn, released the hilt of the sword, and the hidden blade floated in front of him in the air.

Ah Zhe chanted the incantation in his mouth, stretched his hands forward, and ten lines of blood as thin as hair drilled out of his fingertips, tightly winding Zang Feng, and soon, the surface of the sword body was covered with a thin film of blood.

Yun Mo frowned: "Are the exercises of the Eight Clans so bloody?" ”

"Condensation!" Ah Zhe snorted softly, and the blood film and complex lines all merged into the sword body and disappeared.

Zang Feng let out a buzzing sword roar, flying around Ah Zhe like an inviting pet. >