Unlike the noisy Iron Battalion, the "Instrument" Pavilion was extremely quiet.

Li Anmin took a look and saw rows of shelves, on which various colored materials were neatly stacked.

The materials in the pavilion are mainly mineral iron and jade, and there are animal bones, furs, dead branches, rotten wood and so on in the corners and corners.

At this moment, Jiang Tong stared happily at a long log in front of him and exclaimed, "Fire pattern wood!" This is an excellent material for making bows and arrows, but I didn't expect Master Huang to have a collection. ”

The fire wood is smooth throughout, with patches of red spots on it, which looks like clusters of burning sparks.

In addition to being delighted, Jiang Tong's eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on a roll of beast tendons.

The tendons are neatly stacked on the shelves, dark yellow, crystal clear. With just one glance, Jiang Tong's gaze was inseparable.

"What kind of beast tendon is this, how have I never seen it?"

Jiang Tong couldn't help but walk over, stretched out his hand to stroke the beast tendons, and muttered to himself.

The bower, the dome also, Zhang Zhiqiong is also long.

A good bow, long wood for the bones, and animal tendons for the strings, both are important.

Jiang Tong made a mistake for a while, as a Baichang person, he was born with a soft spot for bows and arrows in his bones. He wanted both materials, but Master Huang only allowed him to choose one.

Jiang Tong looked helpless, pondered for a moment, and he reached out to take the long wood. Although the dark yellow tendons attracted him deeply, he didn't know what it was. Naturally, he didn't know if this beast tendon was a good material for making bows and arrows, he didn't dare to bet, and with the mentality of seeking stability, he reluctantly picked up the fire pattern wood.

His eyes couldn't help but linger on the beast's tendons for another moment, and then let out a light sigh, Jiang Tong turned around and walked out of the Instrument Pavilion.

"Master Huang, I've picked it out."

Jiang Tong held the fire pattern wood, bowed respectfully to the little black fat man, and said loudly. He was still thinking about the tendons, and there was a slight regret in his eyes.

Master Huang nodded and did not speak.

Yuan Liuxuan's weapon was a fan.

The fan belongs to the Qimen weapon, which is composed of the fan bone and the fan surface.

Although he was tortured by Master Huang, he was qualified to choose one more material.

In order to select the fan bones, Yuan Liu, like Jiang Tong, stood next to a pile of wood. Although he said that he wanted an iron fan before, Yuan Dagongzi felt in his heart that a heavy iron fan was not worthy of his graceful temperament.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the pile of wood in front of him, closing his eyes and feeling it carefully.

The fingertips flowed, once, twice, and finally stopped, landing on a charred square log.

"It's you."

Yuan Liu immediately made a decision and picked up the black wooden block. When he opened his eyes and looked at the charred wood in front of him, he showed a look of disappointment on his face, and said softly: "Why is it so ugly, it can't be that the little black fat man brought the firewood from the stove to fill it indiscriminately, right?" ”

Although he complained, the hand that grabbed the wood tightened.

He obviously had the qualifications to choose two materials, but instead of choosing the fan, he picked up a roll of animal tendons and walked out without looking back.

Just now, he stood beside Jiang Tong and took everything in his eyes. Although he was usually ruthless, seeing Jiang Tong's reluctant look towards the beast tendons, Yuan Liu really couldn't bear it. So he gritted his teeth, endured the reluctance in his heart, picked up the dark yellow tendon, and walked out.

"For this stinky monkey, the master can be regarded as a big loss today. When I return to the capital in the future, I must let this kid go to the light song workshop to invite the master to drink a few good wines. ”

Yuan Liu turned around and walked out the door, but his face was stretched and his mouth kept muttering.

As soon as Hongying entered the Pavilion, he walked straight to a dark red ore.

She had been to the Iron Camp many times, and she had already set a goal in mind. Master Huang also knew that letting her come to the Pavilion to choose was nothing more than a formality.

"Blood Shadow Stone, finally got you!" Hongying hugged the stone, with a happy face.

The Blood Shadow Stone, worthy of its name, is blood-red, and it can be regarded as the best in Master Huang's collection. Blood Shadow Stones are forged to refine Blood Shadow Iron. The Blood Shadow Iron is not only tough, but also light as wood, which is just right for a woman like Hongying, who is known for her agility.

Hongying wanted to wait for Li Anmin to go out together, but when she saw that Li Anmin was concentrating on observing every material, she couldn't bear to disturb, so she tiptoed out.

It is said that Li Anmin read a lot of things under the persecution of his father when he was a child, and he thinks that he can understand the world quite well. But after walking around this pavilion for a long time, he found that there was no material here that he knew anything about.

Li Anmin frowned slightly, as if he was at a loss for what to do.

Li Anmin walked around the Instrument Pavilion, but he didn't find a single material he liked. When he was frowning, he wanted to die of Master Huang's advice.

"Be sure to listen to your inner voice."

Li Anmin is a little unclear, so, what is his inner voice? But on second thought, this is the Iron Weapons Camp of the Xuanque Hall, a place dedicated to making weapons for monks.

"Could it be related to cultivation?" Li Anmin muttered to himself.

Thinking of this, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and used the method of breathing.

Master Huang always paid attention to Li Anmin's movements in the room, and when he saw that the young man had started the exercises, Master Huang nodded with satisfaction.

"Come on, come on, show me what materials you've selected!"

For some reason, Master Huang suddenly stepped aside and greeted him.

Attracted by Master Huang's voice, Hongying, Yuan Liu, and Jiang Tong all set their eyes on Master Huang. None of them kept the little black fat man waved his fat hand, and the door of the pavilion closed gently.

"Yo, fire-patterned wood, that's a good thing."

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Saying that, Li Anmin sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and ran the method of breathing, and bursts of black mist emanated from his body.

Although Li Anmin's eyes were closed at this time, he seemed to see the materials in this pavilion more clearly.

Red wood, dark golden ore, beast bones filled with bursts of death, and jade that exudes a soft light.

In the end, the black aura condensed into a mysterious beast shadow, surging away in one direction.

Li Anmin opened his eyes and looked in that direction.

I saw that it was a quaint wooden plaque, hanging casually on a wooden box. If you look closely, one side of the wooden plaque is engraved with mountains, rivers and mountains, and the other side is the word "bee".

As if feeling Li Anmin's breath, the wooden card actually began to shake violently, emitting a black mist very similar to Li Anmin's body.

The young man was shocked, he tentatively held the wooden card in his hand, and the wooden card immediately stopped shaking, exuding a little warmth.

"Could it be that this wooden sign has something to do with the method of breathing?"

Li Anmin was slightly surprised, and muttered with a frown.

In order to find out, he held the wooden card tightly and used the breathing method again.

A scene that surprised Li Anmin appeared, only to see the wooden sign glowing slightly, slowly absorbing the black gas emitted by the young man's body. Li Anmin rubbed his eyes, because he found that the picture of mountains, rivers, rivers and mountains on the wooden sign seemed to be a little clearer.

Li Anmin felt weird at this time.

The way to breathe was taught by my father.

Dad also asked him to find a master in the Xuanque Army.

The underground world where Xuanque Hall is located is very similar in structure to its own secret room, and now when I think about it, I find that these shelves with materials are exactly the same as the bookshelves in the study room of my own house!

Everything is inextricably linked to Daddy.

Everything is inextricably linked to the Xuanque Army and even the Xuanque Hall.

Of course, all of this is inseparable from himself.

Li Anmin lowered his head and pondered, he was curious about the relationship between his father and Xuanque Tang, and what kind of story was hidden behind it.

Of course, he was more curious about what kind of role he played in this mysterious story.

Li Anmin never believed that this world was favored by God.

Behind all the luck, there is either a trap hidden, or someone is silently arranging it.

The boy narrowed his eyes, and at this time he was sure in his heart that the appearance of this wooden sign was not a coincidence, but an intentional arrangement.

And this person is most likely the blacksmith master of the Iron Battalion, the little black fat man with a strange figure, Master Huang.

Li Anmin may not be very smart, but he has taken care of his younger siblings for many years and developed his habit of being meticulous.

Li Anmin noticed that as soon as he entered the iron camp, Master Huang looked at him with a strong concern in his eyes.

At this moment, the door of the Pavilion had been quietly closed, but Master Huang could still be heard talking about the origin and mystery of various materials.

"I'm afraid it's a cover for me."

Li Anmin sneered, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he gently calculated: "It has something to do with the method of breathing, and it is naturally related to Dad." Then Master Huang is Daddy's man. ”

Thinking of this, Li Anmin swept the confusion in his eyes, his eyes were tenacious for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Since Dad has made arrangements, then I want to find out what Mingtang is!" ”

Li Anmin is cautious and very sensible.

He has a strong sense of vigilance, if this wooden card is not related to his father, even if he attracts him again, Li Anmin will never touch it. But since it was arranged by his father, who had been dependent on each other for more than ten years, Li Anmin decided to break through in person!

Li Anmin held the wooden sign tightly and was about to walk towards the door.

But his eyes swept over the box with the wooden sign and found that the lock on the box had been opened.

The young man was stunned, and suddenly remembered Master Huang's advice before he stepped into the Pavilion.

"Weapon blanks!"

With hesitation in his eyes, Li Anmin gently opened the box. When he saw the contents of the box, he showed a look that was indeed the case.

I saw that there was nothing else in the box, only a rough sword blank.

"It's really thoughtful!"

Li Anmin snorted coldly, picked up the sword blank and walked out.

Pushing open the door, Master Huang immediately raised his head, and couldn't wait to see what Li Anmin had taken out.

Master Huang's head just collided with Li Anmin's gaze.

I saw a hint of fierceness in Li Anmin's eyes, he was carrying a sword blank in his hand, and the wooden sign hanging on his waist deliberately shook it in front of Master Huang's eyes.

Master Huang saw the wooden card and silently withdrew his eyes.

Li Anmin didn't know that the little black fat man also had a trace of hesitation in his heart at the moment, and he secretly said in his heart:

"Perhaps, I'm in too much of a hurry."