Low-level professional books, sold for 700 money.

The price of the middle-level vocational book has not increased, and the original price is still 5,000 legal money.

Obviously, according to the meaning of the old steward, Leek Cairong gave those masters certain preferential policies.

The cost price first pushes the technology of the top professionals up.

Dao Jiu did not hesitate, and directly selected a mid-level god invitation card.

It has the product information on it:

[Before his death, he was a high-level blacksmith, the first realm of the four organs, with a lifespan of three thousand two hundred and ten years, and he was good at forging sword magic weapons of fire and water demon beasts. 】

This high-level blacksmith who can create weapons in the Three-Element Realm has barely stepped into the Four Realms before his death.

It is estimated that he was forcibly taken into the drug when the five-body realm was perfect, and then the side effects broke out, and he could not be improved again.

But it's also a matter of course.

The realm of the sub-profession will not be too high, because the mental strength is all in their own field.

Of course, they outlived their contemporaries!

Because of the combat profession, they will make crazy money to support them.

What if they are low?

Give them the change of internal organs and magic weapons, and live to the limit of 800 years in the five-body realm and 8,000 years in the four-visceral realm.

What kind of number is 8,000 years?

Even the four visceral realms in front of him, who were more than three thousand years old, lived longer than most of the great cultivators of the three yuan realms.

Because those Great Cultivators of the Three Elements Realm want to fight, fight, and take risks outside for the sake of the family.

When people walk by the river, how can they not get their shoes wet?

There are not many who die.

Even some unlucky Trinity Realm cultivators may break through the Trinity Realm at the age of two or three hundred, but they may not be able to live for 800 years.

It's no more than a mere five-body realm of deputy worship monks.

It's hilarious.

Therefore, it is very foolish to determine success or failure by the realm.

This world is not a game world, and if it is not a high level of cultivation, it is absolutely excellent and absolutely powerful.

"Big guy, how did you choose the advanced experience book?"

"yes, you've crossed the low-level?"

The people around him were puzzled.

Dao Jiu shook his head: "I think I'm already a low-level blacksmith, I don't need to complete it, just start the middle level, and save some money." ”

After all, according to current calculations.

Using the God card is very expensive, and you will be confused after that.

There is a high probability that you will use up a resurrection, so it is better to jump directly to the mid-level class.

Besides, five thousand magic money.

This is to kill him!

He got a loan and got it.

The knife tweeted and burned incense to make offerings, and then began to ask the gods.

In the distance, a group of blacksmiths were secretly watching.

I saw a knife chirping all over my body, as if I was possessed by something, and I felt like I was being put on by my father and fellow villagers when I bloomed three flowers.

After all, it's essentially the same.

"Hahaha, the old man is finally liberated!"

A heroic and fiery voice came: "Junior, did you invite me to go up?" Eat and drink to serve, I can help you. ”

Because the other party is highly skilled, the collection of turbidity remnant souls is relatively complete, and this remnant soul still has a relatively sound consciousness.

The other party seems to know what his situation is and is being invited to God.

He also realized that he was dead.

After all, he is the true remnant of the soul, not the kind of cavitation of logical flaws.

And this kind of remnant soul will also disappear slowly, so after the general please god card is made, the service life will not exceed ten years.

Knife Chirp took a deep breath and realized that his consciousness was not overrun.

I heard that those who fought were invited to the gods, and the same was true, but the ancestors were invited to possess and bless the great power.

If you don't absorb your memories, you won't forget who you are.

It is said that the techniques of inviting gods in some holy places are even more exaggerated, and their "gods" will not be exhausted.

Little by little, they accumulate and summon the famous giant spirit gods, door gods, and heavenly generals in history, and their combat power is very exaggerated.

Of course, if you ask God to use it excessively, you will also be assimilated.

"Senpai." Knife Chirp felt that his consciousness was a little blurry, and many scenes, the proficiency of blacksmithing, were frantically pouring in.

"Call me Zhang Lao, let me control my body, and I'll teach you how to strike iron."

"You're absorbing my memories, I won't live long, this life doesn't matter."

Zhang Lao has a hot temper and is quite open-minded:

"I haven't struck iron for a long time, and I want to hit it before I die."

"Don't worry, don't worry about me controlling you, that brand will protect you."

Under normal circumstances, you can observe your body like an old grandfather, but you can also let the other person control your body.

Knife Jiu also let go of his mind and handed over control of his body.

Boss Zhang laughed and looked at a small blacksmith next to him: "Tell me, where is your blacksmith shop." ”

The blacksmith pointed into the distance.

Boss Zhang strode in, pushed open the door of the blacksmith shop, and the whole person suddenly fell silent.

In the blacksmith's shop.

A group of people were in full swing striking iron, forging, and the bell was ringing.

There were also a few enchanters watching, and the stove in the distance seemed to be lining up for diving.

Thump.

Golden sparks flew around.

"Well done."

"Freestyle."

"Where's the tongs, clamp them up."

"Serve hot."

A crowd laughing. ???

Before he died, Zhang Lao wanted to hit a hammer to have a good time, and the action of picking up the hammer fell into a stupor at the door.

Am I hallucinating before I die?

It's scary.

And the blacksmiths in those blacksmith shops also discovered each other, and hurriedly brushed each other, and secretly said that something was not good in their hearts, and hurriedly showed a stiff and demented kind smile to express their friendliness.

Facing the stares and smiles of the blacksmith shop from all directions, Zhang Lao suddenly became even more afraid.

"Your Excellency, you have made a mistake."

At this time, Leek Cai Rong hurried over, pointed to the deserted summer blacksmith shop in the distance and said, "This is not a blacksmith shop, there is." ”

Zhang Lao was silent, looking at the iron still striking inside, feeling that the other party was lying to himself.

"You go out first."

Zhang Lao was quickly pushed out of the door, and the door closed with a bang behind him.

Then, the blacksmith in the blacksmith shop also received the news.

"Brothers, hurry up and go through the dark passage to the old blacksmith shop next door."

"Yes, go to the blacksmith shop next door and play like we're normal people."

"Fortunately, the blacksmith shop is not abandoned, and the blacksmith of the Zhang family worked there before."

"That idiot just now, why did he just say that we are here? Can't he make people wait? ”

"It's just, we've all seen it."

"Guys, go to the blacksmith shop next door and be enthusiastic."

A group of them rushed down the underground tunnel and ran frantically next door.

And Zhang Lao was delayed by Leek Cairong, and introduced the situation of the villa, the forging experience, the number of blacksmiths, and what they were good at.

While talking and chatting, Leek Cairong saw a figure on the manhole cover next to him, and made an OK gesture, and then he quickly took the other party to the old blacksmith shop next door.

"This is our real blacksmith shop."

Leek Rong just pushed the door open.

The heat is rolling in.

A group of blacksmiths are frantically striking iron, and the bell is in full swing.

It turned out to be the same group of people just now, exactly the same.

It's just that the enchanters who were about to jump into the forge just now were jumping back and forth, as if they were just cheering up and encouraging the blacksmith to work.

Zhang Lao was stunned for a moment.

This group of people is the same as what they just saw? How did those dead people live? But I saw them jump into the forge with my own eyes.

Could it be that I was just wrong? After all, death cannot be resurrected!

He was in a trance, estimating that he was a remnant and on the verge of death, and it was normal for him to hallucinate.

"Senior, you see, this is our magic weapon."

Leek Cairong interrupted his train of thought and said, "Do you have any advice?" ”

Zhang Lao looked at the drawing cards and then at the process.

It's some kind of demon beast powder that can't be seen anymore.

Zhang Lao thought about it for a while, and also became interested: "You guys build a drawing card, I'll see if there is any improvement in your process." ”

The blacksmiths were also very enthusiastic, and began the siege of the "Kuakua group", and several people took the lead in striking iron, asking the big man for guidance.

It's rare to have a real blacksmith master, this is the old man of the ring.

This can't be coaxed?

The blacksmith of the Zhang family next door before, they didn't dare to ask for advice, and they had to maintain the high style of the mysterious blacksmith.

But here there is no fear of exposure.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring people, they would like to show how they are enchanted.

"Well, you ask this powder, what kind of monster material is it?" Leek Rong said: "It is the water army we raise. ”

"It's not convenient to see the prototype of the water army, the main thing is to teach us to use these materials to forge it."

Zhang Lao nodded, looked at the drawing cards, and felt that this magic weapon was still very desirable.