Chapter 46: Sticks (×) Axe Handles (√) Two Watches

Refiner Yuan Huang asked, "What kind of weapon does Luo Feng Daoyou want?" ”

"It's not that I boast, knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, Laos, hammers, sticks, lances, sticks, crutches, and meteor hammers Eighteen kinds of weapons, I will ~!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Feng replied with a smile: "Can you want them all?" ”

After all, you are weak and need a lot of weapons to defend yourself.

Besides, I can take it myself, so it's not too heavy.

Yuan Huang was stunned, there was still this kind of operation, and he was speechless for a while.

After half a ring, the refiner said quietly: "The materials are not enough, only one piece." ”

Luo Feng nodded with some disappointment, and then, began to eliminate.

But Luo Feng, a person with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, and people with obsessive-compulsive disorder have difficulty choosing.

Half an hour later, Yuan Huang and Jingtian Daoren were almost finished playing a game of chess.

Luo Feng only selected six.

The sword, the holy product of the ancients, is also the supreme and noble, and the people and gods are worshipped. It is the ancestor of short soldiers, the weapon of close combat, and with profound Taoist art, it has entered the legend of Xuan.

The knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers, the blade is strong and heavy, good at chopping, and there is no enemy and no self.

The gun is a thief of a hundred soldiers, the gun hits a line, comes and goes without a trace, shrinks uncertainly, and is invisible up and down.

The stick is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, and the ancient ancestors did not have the eighteen weapons of the Eight Classics, so picking up a stick is a weapon.

There is also a bell, which is a fantasy weapon in the youth, as soon as the bell rings, the road to immortality is cut off, and the second is abnormal.

In addition, Luo Feng also wants to create a funny shield.

Don't ask why, it's a bad taste attack.

People, you always have to have a hobby, don't you?!

…………

An hour passed, and the people of Jingtian Dao won two.

Refiner Yuan Huang couldn't help but remind, "Elder Luo, have you made a good choice?!" ”

"Alright, alright."

Luo Feng waved his hand, muttered for a while, and said, "Ruyi stick!" ”

Luo Feng actually wanted to choose the big bell, build a Dao bell, and cover the enemy in it to fight.

However, for safety reasons, he abandoned the idea of a dojo.

Because, once the enemy is strong in the past and breaks the Dao Bell, he will have no weapon in his hand.

The master has made a move, and the trick kills, and the storyteller has a big battle of 300 rounds, which is almost impossible.

Life and death are only in the blink of an eye.

Choose a stick, it's different.

The stick is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, and the ancient ancestors did not have the eighteen weapons of the Eight Classics, so picking up a stick is a weapon.

Even if Luo Feng's weapon was interrupted in the future.

If you pick up a wooden stick anywhere, you can go up and beat it, and you can also beat it by copying a bamboo pole. The effect of the reaction attack is completely different.

The most precious thing is not uniqueness, but universality.

……

Blazing fire, quenching sticks.

The refiner Yuan Huang said eloquently: "Ruyi stick, the emphasis is on the word Ruyi!" ”

"It can be big, it can be small, it can be hard, it can be soft, and it can be flexible and flexible."

"The wishful sticks I have built may not be able to ...... with the explosives of ordinary artillery Can ......"

Luo Feng looked at the Ruyi stick that was shattered by his fingers, and said with some embarrassment: "Master Yuan, it's a little brittle, I'll pay for it." ”

Yuan Huang looked at the unfoldable wishful stick, and reluctantly showed a smile and said: "It's all a trivial matter, it's all a trivial matter......

"I'll add two more pieces of Darkiron to it......"

………

Half a day later, Luo Feng held the red iron rod and frowned: "It's still a little brittle?" ”

Yuan Huang glanced at his empty Xuantie warehouse, wiped his cold sweat and said, "The quality and weight of Xuantie is like this, if it is harder." I'm afraid that it will be forged again. ”

"Shentie?"

Luo Feng asked suspiciously, "What is this?" ”

Yuan Huang stroked the ruyi stick and said: "Divine iron is a thing outside the sky, in the words of the secular world, it is a meteorite, and it is a special meteorite. ”

"It's just that there is no divine iron in Shangqing."

Meteorite, this one is a bit difficult.

Luo Feng thought about it, he could fly up and resist the wind all the way out of the sky.

But special meteorites, I don't know where, time is also a problem.

I don't breathe for ten and a half months at most, and if I grow any longer, I'll die.

Luo Feng sighed and threw the wishful stick back to the place, and suddenly the earth shook, and the birds and beasts walked.

Jing Tian Lao Dao comforted: "The divine iron is hard to find, and I don't have any inventory in the Shangqing Gate, but I can go to other ......."

Luo Feng frowned and said, "Does it have to be Shentie?" ”

Yuan Huang was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Not necessarily, some special metals are also added quickly, but special metals are more rare than divine iron." ”

"Master Yuan, wait."

Luo Feng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a piece of metal.

Back then, the Black Dragon Gang was destroyed, the White Lotus Sect was killed, and a metal with a special material was looted.

Walk away from the wind and return against the wind.

Three minutes later, Luo Feng returned with a piece of red metal.

Red metal comes to the door with three fingerprints, one darker than the other.

One is left in the twelfth layer of the Tuna Technique, one is left in the Three Flowers Bloom, and one is left in the hundred layers of the Tuna Zuqi Technique.

With Luo Feng's full strength, he can only leave fingerprints on it, not crush it.

You can see its power.

The moment he saw the metal, Yuan Huang's eyes seemed to bloom, and he took it and stroked it.

Just like a gourmand sees delicious food, prostitutes go to the green building.

"This, the material, this quality, Shentie can't compare to him!"

Yuan Huang groaned, and then shouted, "I have an idea." ”

"You're waiting for me outside."

Without saying that, he did not look back, but stepped into the forge.

Luo Feng smiled knowingly, it seemed that his weapon had fallen.

The clouds hung low, and the night was thick.

Only in the forging place, the sound of dangdang sounded, and the fire splashed everywhere.

Three days and three nights later.

Yuan Huang came out with a pair of panda eyes, and his expression was extremely weird.

Elder Jingtian, who had also been waiting for three days, asked nervously, "Is it done?" ”

Yuan Huang nodded.

"But something else is wrong?" Luo Feng frowned

Yuan Huang sighed, pointed to the inside, and said, "That piece of metal is too difficult to melt, even if it is combined with the Ruyi stick, it is still uneven. ”

Luo Feng's robe rolled up, and a layer of true qi flew in, wanting to drag it out.

Steady as Mount Tai, not moving.

Three layers of true qi, do not move.

Five layers of true qi, slight movement.

Seven layers of true qi, barely mentioned.

Bringing the wishful stick to his eyes, Luo Feng couldn't help but sneer

Where is this stick, it is clearly the handle of an axe.

One end is thick, and the other end is thin.

On the thick end, you can even see the luster of red metal.

"Master Yuan, I don't blame you for this matter, I just blame the metal for being too hard."

Luo Feng smiled and played the mutated version of the wishful stick twice.

Not to mention, it's pretty handy.

Yuan Huang nodded, sighed again and said, "It's good that Elder Luo likes it, this thing is still an embryo." ”

"It needs to be warmed with Qi and fused with the master's breath to be regarded as a real magic weapon."

Luo Feng nodded, indicating that he knew.

Both hands have been playing with wishful sticks, joy, and do not make reservations.

Although, the wishful stick is refined into a variant version.

But it's so easy to use, it's like it was born for him.