"What striking iron...... It's an inscription!"

Zhang Xiaohu had an expression of Brother Jiang's hello and ignorance, and said: "Refining the blade can be troublesome, even if it is a mortal soldier, it has to be divided into several processes, and the spirit soldier is not something that can be completed by one person, it requires ore refining, building tools, inscriptions, punching, inlays, ......."

"Stop, stop!"

Jiang Han saw that Zhang Xiaohu looked like he was going to teach him how to refine weapons, so he immediately waved his hand and interrupted, "You can just tell me what the hell the inscription is." ”

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said: "Ordinary mortal soldiers can't carry vitality, let alone true yuan and gang qi, they need special formation inscriptions, our inscription master either doesn't do it, or if he does it, he will refine the spirit soldier!"

"Less, I'm afraid you're not even a formal inscription apprentice now, and you're still an inscription master......"

Jiang Han looked at Zhang Xiaohu's boastful expression, and couldn't help but tilt his head and dismantle the stage, but after Zhang Xiaohu's explanation, Jiang Han also understood that Zhang Xiaohu's talent was extraordinary.

Although there are many processes for refining high-level blades, which require the joint efforts of many people to complete, Zhang Xiaohu can grasp one of them, and it sounds more important, which is obviously extremely good.

At least it's better than endorsing it every day.

However.

Just when Jiang Han thought of this, Zhang Xiaohu's proud expression in front of him instantly collapsed, and he cried with a sad face, and said: "Brother Jiang, you are right, this inscription master is really difficult to do, I have to remember those damn ghost drawings every day, and I have a sore head every day." ”

Get!

It's not as good as an endorsement.

Jiang Han was powerless to complain, and he didn't have the idea of spitting bitterness on each other with Zhang Xiaohu here, but patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well, just remember it slowly, I came here this time to choose a suitable weapon, you can help me introduce it." ”

"It's simple. ”

Zhang Xiaohu restrained his crying expression, and said with a smile: "This is the outer hall, and all the weapons placed are low-grade and middle-grade weapons, Brother Jiang, you are the first freshman in the hall, you definitely can't look down on these, let's go inside." ”

While speaking, Zhang Xiaohu walked towards the interior of the Divine Soldier Hall with Jiang Han.

As it gradually deepened, the weapons displayed on the wooden shelves began to become more and more scarce, and the spacing between them became larger and larger.

"Huzi, there are medium-grade mortal soldiers and high-grade mortal soldiers, what is the approximate price?"

"The lower grade is generally dozens of green points, the middle grade is hundreds, and the upper grade is thousands. ”

Zhang Xiaohu said very familiarly.

Jiang Han nodded, then glanced at Zhang Xiaohu strangely, and said, "How do you know that what I need is a high-grade mortal soldier, are you sure I can afford it?"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, since you have come to the Divine Weapons Hall, you must not choose a random weapon to use, you must have prepared enough Qingxuan points." ”

“......”

Jiang Han was silent for a while and said, "Huzi, it's not good to be too smart." ”

Zhang Xiaohu looked at Jiang Han with a frightened face, and said pitifully: "What?!I'm stupid, Brother Jiang, you won't kill me!"

"Get out!"

Jiang Han couldn't help but laugh and scold because he was amused by him.

The two walked and walked, and soon came to the interior of the Divine Weapon Hall, the wooden frame here is much more delicate than the outside, and every blade on the wooden frame seems to reveal a little ghostly light, especially some unsheathed swords, and the blades are even more cold.

After walking a few more steps, Zhang Xiaohu stopped and said to Jiang Han: "Here are all top-grade mortal soldiers, Brother Jiang, let's see if you like it." ”

Jiang Han nodded, looked around, and the most eye-catching were still knives and swords.

Although there are also heavy swords and heavy swords, Jiang Han took two and weighed them, but he still didn't have the sense of majesty and domineering that suited him.

"The sword does not fit, how the gun ......"

Jiang Han walked to the place where the spear was placed, picked up a spear that emitted a little cold light all over his body, and after weighing it, he shook his head again, it was still a little too light, and there was no feeling of rigidity and uncasting.

He turned his head to look at some heavy weapons, single hammer and double hammer, this kind of fierceness was enough, but he always felt a little strange to hold this thing, as if he had to shave his hair to fit his temperament?

And just when Jiang Han frowned and shook his head, and put down the two heavy hammers, a blade on the long frame in front of him made his eyes light up.

This weapon is like a gun, but it is heavier and more powerful than a gun, and on the side of the spear head, there is also a crescent blade, like an axe and a gun.

Halberd!

Among the hundred soldiers, the stick is the leader, the gun is the king, and the halberd is the hegemon!

It can compete with hammers and boring to compete for strength, and can also compete with guns and swords, and compete for dexterity.

Jiang Han picked up this halberd, only to feel that it was several times heavier than the previous spears, and just holding it in his hand, he could feel a sense of domineering like a halberd swinging out, and a thousand troops were changing!

Just by holding up this silver halberd, Jiang Han had an extremely comfortable feeling, as if he was commanded by his arm, and he was extremely satisfied with both its weight and its shape.

Side.

Zhang Xiaohu also walked over, and when he saw the silver halberd in Jiang Han's hand, he showed a hint of surprise.

"Darkiron Cold Light Halberd?"

"You know?"

Jiang Han turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaohu.

Zhang Xiaohu nodded and said with a smile: "This is a blade just made the day before yesterday, cast with dark iron, and the weight should be six hundred catties, which is extremely heavy among the top grade mortal soldiers." ”

"The main thing is that this weapon was originally intended to be made into a top-notch mortal soldier, but because of a slight error in the ratio of materials used by the miner, the quality finally slipped to the top-grade mortal soldier, and the builder was almost killed at that time, and the two almost fought. ”

Hearing Zhang Xiaohu's words, Jiang Han was also slightly surprised, and immediately thought of something, his eyes lit up, and said, "In other words, this Xuantie Cold Light Halberd is essentially very close to a top mortal soldier?"

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head and said: "It's not close, but it has reached the standard of a top-notch mortal soldier, but I heard that because of the problem of materials, it is more powerful but less flexible, and the weight is a little too much, so it can only be designated as a top-grade mortal soldier." ”

"Is that so?"

Jiang Han listened to Zhang Xiaohu's statement, but his face showed a hint of joy.

The reason why he felt that those spears and swords were not easy was because he felt that he was more flexible and less powerful, and now this powerful and overly powerful Xuantie Cold Light Halberd was undoubtedly the blade that best met the requirements in his heart.

Zhang Xiaohu also reminded on the side: "Brother Jiang, if you like it, take this, as long as you can use it, you will make a profit without losing money." ”

"Good. ”

Jiang Han nodded, looked at the Xuantie Cold Light Halberd in his hand again, and only felt that he was very satisfied with both the weight and the texture of the front blade and handle.

After finalizing the choice, Jiang Han was worried that the price of this Xuantie Cold Light Halberd was too high, but fortunately, his worries were unnecessary, and the deacon of the Divine Soldier Hall gave the price of three thousand nine hundred Qingxuan points.

Although Jiang Han was a little distressed, he still took it decisively.

Although he had never cultivated halberd-type martial arts, holding such a divine weapon blade and slamming it down, the damage caused by it was undoubtedly far stronger than that of the third form of the Bone Shattering Fist, which was enough to split a Blood Refining Realm martial artist in half!

A Quenching Bone Realm martial artist with martial arts is a real Quenching Bone Realm martial artist, and a Quenching Bone Realm with a blade in hand can be regarded as a complete Quenching Bone Realm combat power!