Among the forging masters of Gaochong County, Duan Tiandao is not the top, and many people don't even know that he still has this skill. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, among the swordsmen, Duan Tiandao's great name was like thunder, and the sword he refined was unmatched in the entire Gaochong County, and even in Beizhou, it was famous!

Luo Ying didn't know about this, but since Duan Tiandao said so, Luo Ying believed that he couldn't be wrong!

"Then there is Uncle Lao Duan! I want to make a knife out of purple gold, as for the reward, it should be as much as it should be, this is the material. ”

With that, Luo Ying took out a ring.

"Stinky boy, do you still want to pay your Uncle Duan? It's just refining a knife......"

Duan Tiandao scolded with a smile and took the ring from Luo Ying's hand, but when he swept his mind and saw the contents of the ring, his expression instantly froze.

After a while, Duan Tiandao shouted: "Damn, you kid dug up the purple gold mine?"

"Hey, coincidence, coincidence. Luo Ying sneered.

Duan Tiandao took a deep breath before calming down: "There are thousands of catties of purple gold here, and it is more than enough to refine a Daguan knife!"

Luo Ying said: "I was about to ask Uncle Duan for advice, I have already thought about the shape and size of the knife, if it is pure purple gold, then how much can the weight be compressed?"

"The weight of the knife can be adjusted according to your needs, but you can't go up and down too much. ”

As he spoke, Duan Tiandao took out more than a dozen knives of various kinds, and explained: "For example, this willow leaf scimitar itself is a light and agile way, if it is refined to weigh a few hundred catties, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?"

Luo Ying looked at them in turn, and finally picked up a heavy knife, turned his wrist, and waved it a few times.

Duan Tiandao said: "This knife weighs a thousand catties, how does it feel when you use it?"

"It feels lighter. Luo Ying shook his head and said.

"Do you want to be heavier?" Duan Tiandao said, then put away all the more than ten knives, and continued: "What kind of knife do you want, can you draw it?"

Luo Ying hesitated in his heart, and then he had a jet-black knife in his hand, handed it to Duan Tiandao, and said: "The blade of the knife should be three feet and three inches, the shape and proportion are exactly the same as this knife!"

"This ......"

Duan Tiandao's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and he took this three-inch small sword, and he couldn't say half a word for a long time.

In fact, Luo Ying didn't want to take it out, the flying knife was his hole card to save his life, and he was exposed to others without reservation, and he was really awkward in his heart.

But there is no way, if it is drawn, there will definitely be a lot of deviations, only this knife derived from the sword spirit is the most perfect sword in his heart!

Fortunately, Duan Tiandao's personality can be trusted, and he is Xiaoxian's father, so naturally he will not harm him.

Now that the prototype is there and the size is also there, it depends on how similar the sword created by Duan Tiandao can be.

As for being exactly the same, Luo Ying didn't dare to hope for this at all, because the most powerful forging master in the world would never be able to score exactly the same thing!

At this time, Duan Tiandao muttered, "This is impossible...... It's absolutely impossible to ......"

When Luo Ying heard this, he said in his heart that Uncle Duan had been stabbed? What is impossible? Could it be that it can't be refined according to the shape of the sword?

"Where did this knife come from?" Duan Tiandao suddenly asked.

"I got it by chance in a cave, what's wrong Uncle Duan, can you refine this shape?"

Luo Ying responded, he didn't intend to tell the truth, and warned the sword spirit not to make a sound.

Duan Tiandao said angrily: "Nonsense! Of course you can't refine it! Do you know how powerful this knife is? I dare to say that no one in this world can do it! Absolutely absolutely can't do it!"

"Is that an exaggeration?" said Luo Yingqi.

Duan Tiandao said excitedly: "This knife does not have a trace of acquired carving, every streamline is like a natural, as if it is innate, a knife conceived by heaven and earth, I really can't imagine that there are really people in the world who can refine a knife without flaws?"

Luo Ying Khan, this evaluation, I'm afraid that the sword spirit has already blossomed happily in his heart, right?

And Duan Tiandao was amazed again and again: "It turned out to be made of black gold...... There is really no trace of forging, just like ...... It's like...... This knife comes from the sky!"

Seeing that Uncle Duan was almost incoherent, Luo Ying was sure that at this moment, the sword spirit could no longer find the north!

In fact, it is not to blame Duan Tiandao, the sword was created in his heart when Luo Ying had an epiphany of the sword intent, and later he passed it on to the sword spirit with his thoughts, and the two had the same mind, and the appearance of the sword was imprinted in the heart of the sword spirit intact.

Later, the sword spirit ate 500 catties of black gold, and only then did he turn himself into a three-inch sword, which was not forged in the first place, can it not be perfect?

Luo Ying didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, so he interrupted: "Uncle Duan, why don't you try it? ”

Duan Tiandao's eyebrows straightened: "Try! Of course you have to try! The handwriting of such a god-level great grandmaster, even if it is imitated, it will greatly improve my forging level!"

Luo Ying was overjoyed in his heart and said, "Start now......?"

Duan Tiandao suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of spending money?"

"I'm afraid of spending money?" Luo Ying was unhappy: "There are still six thousand taels of purple gold here, and the total is also a small forty thousand taels......! I believe in you!"

"Okay, damn it, I did it today!" Duan Tiandao roared and took all of Luo Ying's belongings, and rushed towards the forging room in high spirits.

As soon as the breeze blew, Luo Ying suddenly felt a kind of loss, the money he had earned over the years, plus a total of 6,000 taels of purple gold from the house, the underground earth city made another windfall, and all the red gold was also replaced by purple gold, and it was more than 30,000 taels, all of which added up to 40,000 taels...... It's just gone?

But soon, Luo Ying left these behind, what is money? Money is a bastard, and you will earn it after you spend it!

Luo Ying is determined, even if Uncle Duan doesn't have any left, it doesn't hurt to use all the purple gold, as long as he can create the overlord sword in his mind!

At this time, Duan Tiandao's voice came from the forging room: "Boy, does this knife have a name?"

Luo Ying shouted, "Uncle Duan, I'm going to call it...... Overlord Knife!"

"Badao...... Okay! Okay! Very good! The knife man should cut everything, I will say, with the momentum of this knife, it should be called a tyrant! Hahaha......"

Hearing the wild laughter in the forging room from afar, Luo Ying couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and a domineering aura of a knife man arose.

Perhaps all his belongings were betting on Duan Tiandao, Luo Ying had a kind of excitement about gambling, and then, he didn't have the heart to go back to the Law Department to deal with the errand, so he simply stayed in Duan's house.

There should be enough time, just wait for the trial, the Purple Gold Overlord Sword will come out!