"Spells, magic weapons, talismans..." Walking out of the door, Zhao Li looked around, and walked towards the center of Yuntai Shanfang, he didn't bring much money when he went out this time, after all, all his financial resources were invested in "Journey to the West", and his main purpose was to understand the main things used by monks in battle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After walking for a short time, Zhao Li entered a particularly noisy street, and his ears were full of all kinds of "ping-pong, ping-pong, thunderbolt-popping" sounds - this is a magic treasure street, the reason why it is so noisy is because there are many blacksmith shops on this street, and what Zhao Li heard was the sound of various iron tools hitting and burning.

Zhao Li took a look at the shops on the street, and decisively chose a smaller, less high-grade finished magic weapon store and walked in—he didn't dare to enter the big store, purely for fear of being kicked out, after all, a little monk on the second floor of qi refining said that he wanted to buy a magic weapon, who would believe it? You know, Zhao Li was a little embarrassed standing on this street-after all, everyone on the street was much stronger than him...

"This fellow Daoist, what do you want to buy?" As soon as Zhao Li entered the store, the shopkeeper greeted him, just glanced at Zhao Li, and showed a suspicious look - after all, Zhao Li's second layer of qi refining couldn't hide it from people at all.

"Ahem, ahem. I want to..." Zhao Li was also a little depressed, and deliberately chose a small noodle shop, but he still didn't avoid this kind of look, "I want to come and see the magic weapon..."

"Little Daoyou, tell me how many spirit stone magic weapons you want to buy?" Although the business of the shopkeeper of this shop was very bad, he was not much polite to Zhao Li, and the questions he asked were straight to the point, and he didn't want to give Zhao Li a chance to see it.

"Twenty taels of spirit stones?" Zhao Li asked tentatively, twenty taels of spirit stones was not a small amount of money for any Qi refining cultivator.

The shopkeeper smiled mockingly, got out of the way, pointed to a long sword hanging on the outermost wall, and said: "This is the cheapest in this store, the sword is only engraved with a sharp Dao pattern, the whole body is made of fine iron, and the price is thirty taels of spirit stones, what do you say?"

"Thirty-two spirit stones?" Zhao Li frowned.

"Little Daoist, with all due respect, your current cultivation is too early to see these things, so it's better to cultivate well. The shopkeeper said, seeing that Zhao Li was still staring, and said: "If you really want to buy a magic weapon with twenty taels of spirit stones, then you might as well go to those blacksmith shops to take a look, the cheap over there, if there happens to be a defective product to sell, you may be able to buy it with twenty taels of spirit stones." ”

Zhao Li nodded, left the shop, and thought in his heart: "I didn't expect the worst magic weapons to be so expensive, although the Blood Sea Crazy Knife Gang squandered it so much, but the magic weapon will definitely not be there, and there are only one or two magic weapons at most, but I don't know what is so powerful about this magic weapon engraved with a Dao pattern······

Out of this shop, Zhao Li, as soon as he turned around, he entered an iron shop on the side to see if there were any so-called "defective" magic weapons.

Zhao Li's blacksmithing shop this time is quite large, at least much larger than the finished magic weapon shop just now, as soon as you enter the door, you can feel a wave of heat rushing to your face, the spacious store is lined up with several anvils, iron furnaces, all around all kinds of weapons, a strong and powerful man is building a variety of weapons and magic weapons, the store is full of customers, Zhao Li found that there are still a lot of Qi refining period - although the cultivation is still much higher than him.

In this blacksmith shop, no one came to ask Zhao Li what he wanted to buy, Zhao Li walked to one of the anvils and watched the big man in front of him build things.

"It must be a body refining cultivator. Zhao Li guessed in his heart that the **** upper body of the iron monk in front of him showed a hideous muscle, holding a huge black hammer in his hand, and he easily raised it with one hand, and knocked it down hard, making a huge sound.

"The master is going to make a move, only make one magic weapon every day, come and observe. At this time, someone on the side shouted, and I saw that the customers in the store had gathered around a platform, and even the blacksmiths who were making weapons stopped what they were doing and went over to see first.

Zhao Li also squeezed over curiously to look, there was a little old man in a gray robe standing in front of the current anvil, who looked thin, the only thing that seemed to be out of age was the eyes, the eyes were extremely sharp and bright, this is by no means what an old man should have, as for Xiuwei... Zhao Li can only say two words, "powerful", and how strong it is is not something he can describe at all.

"Who wants to make magic weapons?" asked the old man casually in front of the anvil.

"I'm going to fight..."

"Senpai, me!"

"Master, I've been waiting for a month!"

The crowd of onlookers raised their hands and spoke.

"Could it be that so many people in the store are waiting for this old man to create a magic weapon, ah no, a magic weapon?" Zhao Li guessed in his heart.

"What do you want to build, what do you want?" the old man casually nodded to one of the people who raised his hand.

The one who was named was a monk of the Wen School in the middle of foundation building, and at this moment he looked happy and said: "Thank you, master, I want to build a fan, the tougher the better, at least there must be three patterns like wind, water diversion, and fog, and the rest you look at, the spirit stone is not a problem!"

The old man groaned for a while, and replied: "Use Chiyuan essence gold powder mixed with dark iron to make fan bones, and use twelve pieces of low-grade Qingqiu jade as the fan surface, by the way, you should be cultivating the spells of the two systems of wind and water, right?

"Five hundred taels!Inferior spirit stone!" Zhao was taken aback.

"Five hundred taels of spirit stones, Lingbaofang is selling a flying sword engraved with two magic circles today, and it is only five hundred taels of spirit stones, and this magic weapon fan also costs five hundred taels?" asked a monk on the side with a frown.

"This fellow Daoist, are you here for the first time? Master, this is already the cost price..." A monk who had shouted that he had been waiting for a month glanced at the man.

"This fellow Daoist, the so-called two magic circles of that kind of flying sword are simply fooling people, each magic circle is composed of two or three Dao patterns at most, the effect is very limited, and it may not be as easy to use as simple Dao patterns, and are you sure those two magic circles are what you need?" Another monk on the side also looked at him with an idiot gaze.

"The magic weapon created by the master is definitely the most suitable, and the ordinary magic weapon can't be compared! Hey, this old man, don't hesitate, if you can't bear it, give us the opportunity!"

"Five hundred taels of spirit stones..." The monk of the Wen Sect calculated in his heart that this spirit stone was also a huge amount of money for him, but after only hesitating for a moment, he still bit it and said: "Okay, I have heard the name of the master's forging holy hand for a long time, presumably I will get a penny of the spirit stone, then it will trouble the master!"

The old man, who was respectfully called the Holy Hand of the Forging, nodded indifferently, and began to refine this fan in front of everyone.

Yes, it's real refining, not building.

I saw that the old man flipped his hand and took out some golden powder, black iron and many other materials from his storage bag, which must be the red yuan essence gold powder, dark iron and other materials mentioned earlier.

Then the old man stretched out his hand to grab the furnace on the side, only to see a raging flame directly compressed into a fireball flying in front of him, and then, the old man blew on this flame casually, and threw something into it from the materials on the side, this red flame suddenly turned into a white flame, and Zhao Li felt that the temperature in the air had risen a lot.

"The color of this flame... At least it's a thousand degrees of heat, it's so easy to play, it's terrible, if this fire hits someone..." Zhao Li thought silently in his heart, and then, his eyes widened fiercely: "I'll go, it's okay like this?"

I saw that the old man threw a whole piece of pitch-black black iron into the white flame floating in the air, and pinched it in the air with his other hand, and the hard black iron directly turned into a ball of molten iron, changing its shape in the flames...

It's just a cup of tea, the whole fan bone has been completely formed in the flames, and the old man threw more than ten pieces of blue-white jade into the flames, and even the jade melted into a pool of blue-white jade water...

"Like the wind!" the old man said suddenly, and at the same time, the movements in his hands changed, and a zigzag cyan pattern slowly condensed in the air, and then with the old man's movements, it gradually disappeared into a piece of jade water.

"Divert water!"

"Mist..."

One after another, the complex and mysterious patterns were condensed and thrown into the flames, Zhao Li realized that the old man was entering the so-called Dao pattern, and every time the Dao pattern appeared, Zhao Li could feel that there was a large amount of spiritual power gathering in it, which was obviously an extremely laborious job, and looking at the old man's expression carefully, it was also very serious.

From the beginning to the end, in just over half an hour, a fan composed of thin jade that emitted a glowing blue light, and the fan bones were all black, but there were little bits and pieces of shining golden light in front of everyone.

"Alright, let's see. The old man floated the fan in front of the monk of the Wen School, and said lightly, from beginning to end, this old man purely relied on his cultivation and hands, and did not use other tools.

"Yes, thank you, Master. The monk of the Wen School carefully took the fan, looked at it carefully, and then slightly lifted the spiritual power of the fan—a cool breeze came from the fan, and the entire hot blacksmith shop was filled with a sense of coolness.

The caution on the face of the monk of the Wen School turned to astonishment, and then to ecstasy, and he silently cast a spell while holding the fan, but in two breaths, a water dragon with the thickness of an arm formed around him, and it hovered in the air vividly.

"Master Divine Skill, this fan has at least increased my spell casting speed by three percent, and the control of spiritual power is also much easier! Although it is a magic weapon, the power is no longer under the magic weapon!" The smile on the face of the monk of the Wen School could not be suppressed, and after putting away the fan, he took out a storage bag to pay the spirit stone, and at the same time kept complimenting: "The master is really the forging master of my Qin land, this is five hundred taels of spirit stones..."

"It's increased by three percent of the spell casting speed, and what kind of spiritual power control... Isn't this 'enchantment'? According to my years of experience in online games in my previous life, an enchantment is simply an artifact if it can shorten the reading time by 30%, but I don't know how to add patterns to pure knives and guns..." Zhao Li had a deep understanding of magic weapons and magic weapons, and thought about it, there should be no magic weapons of the Blood Sea Crazy Sword Gang, but magic weapons are very likely to be there, and they should also be weapons such as swords, nine times out of ten they are too sharp.