143 Special Weapons

Feng Wentian's meticulous thinking made Shui Qing and Bei Mingxue shocked that he was an old Jianghu, and they suddenly felt that it was quite good to ignore the drunken father at home, and he actually exercised the mind of Feng Wentian, who was only six years old, to such an amazing extent, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that a child could analyze so far-sightedly and so convincing?

"No wonder the master asked the little junior brother to take more care of the little junior sister, if any short-sighted trafficker wants to abduct and sell Feng Wentian, he has to let Feng Wentian abduct and sell the trafficker." Shui Qing sighed secretly, and he couldn't help but glance at Feng Wentian.

"Speaking of destroying other people's memories, I have seen such an interesting weapon in my father's notebook before, called Silence, although this weapon is as sharp as clay, it does not hurt people's muscles and bones, it only hurts people's seven emotions and six desires, one sword destroys people's memories, two cuts off people's emotions, and then there are three blows and four splits, in short, it is a very terrible weapon." Bei Mingxue recalled.

Feng Wentian and Shui Qing gasped, this weapon is indeed terrifying, so terrible that it is more cruel than killing people and dividing corpses, a few swords can extinguish the seven emotions and six desires, so there are no seven emotions and six desires in this world, except for Buddhism, isn't it a "walking corpse".

"Little junior sister, does this weapon have any side effects, such as the user being eaten by the weapon, causing himself to lose his memory, etc." Feng Wentian asked the key, and Shui Qing also nodded hurriedly. Indeed, no matter how powerful the power in the world is, even the most evil power needs to be exchanged for it at various costs, and there is no free feast in the world.

"Yes, the price is to use the blood of the purest female of the dwarven race to awaken the ability of silence, after using it once, regardless of whether the enemy is hit or not, you need to obtain this blood again, you need a drop each time, if you use silence more than three times in a battle, you will be eaten by silence, at that time, the person who is eaten back is no longer a person, but a bloodthirsty maniac." Bei Mingxue's explanation made Feng Wentian and Shui Qing feel a chill down their backs, and Shui Qingyi gritted his teeth: "If I can find this weapon, I must try it." ”

"Senior brother, it's too dangerous, why bother." Feng Wentian hurriedly said.

"The reason why I can have today is all because of the horse stepping on the snow, if it weren't for him, I would have become a country, the last to die national." Shui Qing's words are heavy, this sentence makes Feng Wentian and Bei Yingxue listen like a lightning strike, yes, they can't stop Shui Qing, even if they can stop it, they don't have this qualification, the only thing that can be stopped is Ma Ta Feixue himself, and it is not yet known where to get Silence, Feng Wentian really wants to ask: "Senior brother, for a dog mongrel, do you really think it's worth it?" ”

144 The Refining Chamber

In Beimingxue's memory of Beiming Zhengtian's notebook, she learned that in the rich cities of all countries in the world, there will be a refining pavilion, and the refining pavilion is different in size and its role is also different. Among the many refining pavilions, only a small number of them are mainly refining, refining weapons are forging weapons, this kind of refining pavilion gathers forging talents from all over the world, and the remaining refining pavilions are either stores specializing in selling weapons, or refining families. At the end of each year, the Refining Chambers around the world will hold forging competitions, and the top ten weapons in the competition will be recognized by the public as pioneer weapons, regardless of the type of weapon, will be competed by high-rollers who spend a lot of money, but unfortunately, the dwarves who are famous for forging the Eight Desolations never participate.

It is rumored that thirty years ago, in an annual competition of refining chambers around the world, a masked man who did not participate in the competition silently threw out a sword in the final weapon ranking of the competition, and when he showed the power of this sword, he was shocked, and for a while, the top ten weapons produced by those competitions became useless garbage under this sword, and that sword was silence.

Thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo said that those genius forgers of the Refining Pavilion, even the world's top weapon forging masters, cannot imitate Silence, let alone transcend, the only regret is that because Silence is so powerful that it is cruel, it has gradually faded out of the world's vision, and now there are few people left who still know Silence.

"Thirty years of silence that has not been surpassed by other weapons, it is really a peerless artifact, such a powerful weapon was tragically buried, if there is no sequelae of using this sword, and there is no need for the blood of an innocent girl of the dwarf clan, it is really a peerless weapon to kill the shadow envoy clan and the dark clan." Listening to the story of the extinction told by Bei Mingxue, Feng Wentian was a little emotional, and his heartfelt words were also what Shui Qing and Bei Mingxue wanted to say.

"But if you want to find this sword, you must not say the word silence, just like this, it will delay the world, I think I should discuss it with my master." Shui Qing's voice fell, but Feng Wentian vetoed it.

"Although I don't spend as much time with the two masters as the senior brothers, I believe that if the masters learn about this, they will flatly refuse, so I will find a way to find the whereabouts of Silence everywhere on the pretext of learning to black." Before Shui Qing and Bei Mingxue could react to Feng Wentian's proposal, the room suddenly opened, only to see Hauge and his two daughters appear in front of them.

Feng Wentian looked at the father and daughter calmly, and the father and daughter looked at them indifferently.

"Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, I heard some of your conversations, as for your previous conversations, it was heard by my daughter, Feng Wentian, since you want to learn forging so much, then you come with me." Hauge beckoned, led his daughter away, Feng Wentian and the three of them looked at each other, they combined, the matter has come to this point, they can only follow Hauge and them, if they don't obey, God knows what the dwarves will do to them.

"Feng Wentian, I will take you to the local Refining Pavilion to buy you a few basic tools for forging, and I will personally guide you in the next few days." Hauge's words are a bombshell, and the dwarves will guide human refining weapons, who believes this?

"If there is anything you want to ask, don't hesitate, besides, I won't do anything to you." Although Hauge's words soothed Feng Wentian and them, they still had some concerns.

"Take it." Hauge took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Feng Wentian, who couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the signature on the letter.

"I didn't expect you to be my old friend, the son of Wind Howling, you are so lucky, if you weren't, I would probably kill you." Hauge deliberately released some natural energy as he spoke, and just a little bit made Shui Qing feel that the Grim Reaper was beckoning to him, not to mention Feng Wentian and Northern Stygian Snow.

The group came to a tall building, this building is shaped like three upside-down umbrellas, the floor is more than a dozen stories high, in the high part of the building, in the middle of the position, there are two vertical golden relief characters: strange building.