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Ning Lin stood in front of the lathe, looking at this simple lathe, his eyes showing a little nostalgia.

This simple lathe made Ning Lin can't help but think of his youthful years!

Because of the poor conditions at home, Ning Lin went to a technical school to study at the age of sixteen, and the first thing he learned was lathe. He studied for more than a year in front of the old lathe in the school, and then saw that the fitter was more popular, so he transferred to the fitter, all of which was forced by life!

Ning Lin stepped on the pedal under the lathe, stepped lightly, the belt made of animal tendons drove the gear, and the drill bit made of keel bone spurs rotated rapidly, making a "buzzing" sound.

This lathe is Ning Lin's painstaking efforts and personal creation, the control of the lathe can be said to be to the extreme, there is no need to adapt to it, put the iron bar under the drill bit, gently press the drill bit, the bone spurs fall on the iron bar, and immediately draw a dent!

The moon sets and the sun rises!

Ning Lin stood on the lathe without eating, drinking, or moving for two days, and finally polished the iron bar in his hand.

It's a weapon that has never been seen before, but if any fitter sees it, he'll shout, "This is a fucking magnified triangular file!"

After two years, Ning Lin created this blade that was the same triangular file that he used every day in his previous life!

However, after Ning Lin's improvement, this triangular file is no longer an ordinary tool, but a fierce soldier! I saw that the front end of this triangular file was extremely sharp, and it was also deeply penetrated by Ning Lin with three blood grooves, and the iron bar was carved with 1,200 dents on each side, and shallow traces were also carved on the handle to increase friction.

Such a weapon can be stabbed, chopped, and even used as an iron bar to directly smash people!

"I'm a fitter, I'm proud, I'm proud! The triangular file is the guy I eat!" Ning Lin held the triangular file in both hands.

In addition to being a murderous weapon, this triangular file is also a weapon nemesis!

Every time the weapons intersect, as long as they are gently dragged, the enemy's weapons will inevitably be left with a gap that will never be repaired by the dense dents on the triangular file, if it is drawn on the blade, Ning Lin can almost conclude that the opponent's weapon is completely destroyed, and it cannot be repaired at all!

"Lazy cat!"

"Meow......" Xian'er reluctantly walked in from the outer room.

"Go and get the broken knife in the corner and let my weapon open!" Ning Lin excitedly instructed the big cat.

Although Xian'er is reluctant in every way, this unscrupulous master always calls himself a lazy cat, but he is the laziest! He sleeps until three poles a day, and he even has to go by himself to get a weapon, and he is not willing to take one more step! But whoever makes him the master is a poor servant beast!

Xian'er found the big knife that Ning Lin then threw into the corner of the wall two days ago, grabbed the back of the knife with one claw, and returned to the foundry room with a rush, throwing the big knife in front of Ning Lin.

Looking at the strange weapon that Ning Lin had worked so hard to build, Xian'er was not in a hurry to leave.

Ning Lin picked up the big knife in his left hand, grabbed his baby with his right hand, the two soldiers intersected, and for a while, Ning Lin dragged it casually, and a friction sound that made the roots of the teeth itch sounded, and then looked at the big knife, the blade was rubbed out of a hole more than an inch wide!

"Good baby!" Ning Lin looked at the remnant knife in his hand, then at the unscathed triangular setback, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Meow...... If you take it out, it will make people laugh to death!" said Xian'er dissatisfied. She didn't want her master to become the laughing stock of others, and her face was also gloomy.

"In the future, this weapon will be called a broken soldier! Let him have a sharp weapon and a weapon, and when he encounters my broken soldier, he will be told to cut it in two! When I cultivate my divine sense in the future, and then turn the broken soldier into a treasure weapon, it will surely resound throughout the entire world at that time!"

It's not that Ning Lin doesn't want to build a treasure weapon, but if he wants to build a treasure weapon, he must have divine sense, thoroughly master every detail of the weapon in his hand, and depict an immortal pattern on the weapon that can stimulate the power of Danjing. If you want to build a treasure without divine sense, it is simply a matter of seeking fish from the wood, which is out of reach!

At the same time, to create a treasure, it is necessary to open the Danjing in the brain of the fierce beast to enhance the power of the treasure, each Danjing is worth a lot, and it is a hundred times or a thousand times that of the Danzhu.

Although there are a large number of adventurers in Wanglin City, the strength of the enlightened fierce beasts is the worst, which is equivalent to the late stage of the human race's bone forging period, these adventurers do not dare to fight the idea of those enlightened fierce beasts at all, Ning Lin is afraid of alarming Xian'er's father, and he does not dare to step into the Black Forest, of course, he cannot obtain Danjing.

"Xian'er, I'm leaving Wanglin City, are you going back to the Black Forest, or are you going to come with me?"

"Meow!" the big cat glared at Ning Lin, jumped on Ning Lin's shoulder, and talked to Ning Lin's divine sense.

"You're just talking nonsense! I'm your servant beast, I don't follow you, and if you die that day, I don't even know how I died, isn't it too wrong? Besides, if I go back to the Black Forest, my father will have to arrest you in the world, and if I can't break the contract with your master and servant, I don't want to be slapped into a meatloaf with you!"

Ning Lin smiled and touched the smooth fur of the big cat on his shoulder.

Don't look at Xian'er's words are a little unkind, but Ning Lin knows that in the past two years, Xian'er has long regarded herself as a close partner, so how can she treat her as a servant beast?

"Let's hand over this weapon in four days and leave Wanglin City! You prepare, leave a letter for your father, and leave him some of the treasures we got in the Dragon Cave, you don't know when you can go back to the Black Forest again, I hope your father will break through the cultivation period as soon as possible!"

Xian'er nodded, jumped off Ning Lin's shoulder, and returned to the room.

Although Ning Lin knew that Dao Xian'er said that he was afraid of seeing his father, he was very worried about his father in his heart, and this family letter must not be easy to write!

Ning Lin put away the lathe and sprinkled a handful of fire fox bone powder into the furnace again, the flame rose, Ning Lin took a handful of iron bars that had already been built and inserted them into the furnace, ready to complete the last weapon in Wanglin City!

Although it has been two days and two nights without rest, it doesn't take long for Ning Lin to build a weapon at all. It only took one night for Ning Lin to finish it, put the big knife on the table, and prepared to go back to the bedroom to rest for two days.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to the room and saw the big cat lying on the table, Ning Lin was completely speechless!

The half-foot-long fairy grabbed a brush with one paw and the tip of the pen in her mouth, and fell asleep on the table! The originally white and flawless long hair was actually covered with ink at this time.

Ning Lin walked to the table softly, and was about to call Xiangxian'er, but when he accidentally saw the handwriting on the paper, he couldn't help it anymore, and Da Lu laughed!

What kind of family letter is this, it's just a ghost drawing! Don't talk about yourself, even Xian'er herself probably doesn't know what she is writing!

Xian'er was awakened by Ning Lin's laughter, her eyes were hazy, and she couldn't tell the situation.

looked at Ning Lin, and then looked at what he had written, "Meow!" with a loud cry, the brush on his paw was still out of the way, and he tore the paper on the table to shreds.

"What are you laughing at, haven't you seen people write letters home, this is a very private thing, how can you peek at ......"

"It's private enough! Even if your father reads it, I'm afraid he won't know what you're writing!"

Ning Lin stretched out his hand and hugged the embarrassed Xian'er in his arms, and whispered comfortingly: "Okay, I'll help you write! By the way, your father should know how to read......"

"Meow! My father is the king of the Black Forest, of course he can read!I'm not still young, I haven't learned to write yet......" Xian'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and she couldn't hear it at the most, and she stuck her head deep in Ning Lin's arms and refused to show her head again!

It's a shame this time!