Craftsmen make ordinary soldiers, and cheap things are vulnerable, but those with good quality are not affordable for poor children. Thousands of years have passed, the vast world, only the heaven-forged weapons are supreme, and the craftsmen and mortal soldiers have gradually declined and withered. In addition to the Xuanji Empire, which advocates machinery, the Molong Empire, which favors human martial arts, and the Yunqi Empire, which believes in the way of heaven, all regard mortal soldiers as weapons that do not enter the stream.

And Lu Luoshu is now in the territory of Shanlan City, one of the three major empires, the Yunqi Empire.

"Where are you...... But where the weapons are sold?"

In Baiqi Zhai, the half-asleep shopkeeper suddenly woke up, and looked up with joy when he heard the sound, but in front of him stood a dusty and tattered young man. Realizing that he was another poor bastard who could only afford shoddy weapons, the shopkeeper waved his hand: "Let's go, poor boy, don't disturb my sleep if it's okay." ”

"Bang. As soon as the eviction order was issued, the shopkeeper just wanted to lie on the table to sleep, but a token was vigorously placed on the ebony counter of Baiqizhai. The token is a bright moon silver, not long or short, just sixty points. The dazzling sunlight reflected on the token, and the reflected light showed the shopkeeper's frightened, wide-mouthed face in full view.

"White, silver sword fighter?!, it's a small one who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I ask Ling Gongzi to forgive me." The shopkeeper was shocked and fell on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Okay, hurry up and take me to see the weapons!" Lu Luoshu said solemnly, and followed the shopkeeper to the second floor of Baiqizhai.

"My lord, these are the best weapons of our Baiqizhai. Coming to the shelf next to the wall on the second floor, Lu Luoshu looked at it, there were all kinds of weapons such as knives, guns, swords, etc., all displayed on the shelves, and the cold light appeared.

"My lord, this is the Falling Flower Sword, light and exquisite, wielding it without a shadow or invisible. This is a tiger sword, the knife is afraid of the beast, and the knife falls to the people. It's ......"

"Shopkeeper, why don't there be halberds among these weapons?" Lu Luoshu found it a little strange and interrupted the introduction and asked.

"What is that? I've been selling weapons for decades, and I've never heard of such weapons. The shopkeeper shook his head and stroked his temples and pondered, "Wait, could it be that you are talking about the 'halberd' who is known as 'weapon scum' and 'weapon scum'?"

Suddenly, Lu Luoshu couldn't hide his anger, grabbed the collar of the shopkeeper with one hand, and said angrily: "What I'm talking about is really a 'halberd', but how can it be your turn to judge it with that kind of artifact that integrates all kinds of weapons into one!"

"Great, adults are angry, adults don't know, although this 'halberd' is a combination of all kinds of weapons, but it is not as good as any weapon. On the straight stab is not as good as the spear, on the flexibility is not as good as the bladed sword, the power is far from the heavy axe, and even the momentum is slightly inferior to the sword! My Yunqi Empire has always been ashamed of the halberd, and all countries are like this, and the halberd is naturally left behind by the trend of the times, and it has been submerged by the long river of time!" The shopkeeper struggled to explain, Lu Luoshu sighed, and as soon as he let go, the shopkeeper fell to the ground on his trembling knees, not daring to look at it. When the shopkeeper raised his eyes, Fang found that Luo Shu had already stepped out of the threshold, and only left one sentence and collided in the empty Baiqi Zhai:

"Stupid!"

"You can't get a halberd, Childe......" The shopkeeper said silently.

In the solemn and quiet Tibetan military dormitory, the erudite boss shook his head just by hearing the word 'halberd': "All beings are enlightened, but there is no way for halberds." Not enough to sell, not enough to sell!"

In the hot and noisy blacksmith shop, Lu Luoshu handed over the drawings to the iron-striking man carefully, and the man took down the drawings after two glances, picked up the hammer and was still busy with himself: "I don't know what you want to make, let's change to another house!"

......

Lu Luoshu stood on the side of the street decadently, "Could it be that this world is destined for the decline of the halberd?"

Just as Luo Shu was talking to himself, the drawing in his hand was seen by an old man, and he took it in his hand with a surprised face: "Is this a halberd?"

Lu Luoshu smiled bitterly: "If you see it, if you don't enter the eyes of experts, it will not be tolerated by heaven." ”

"Wrong, wrong. The old man shook his head again and again, "The words of the family, the views of the world, don't worry." If the little brother doesn't dislike it, the old man is willing to serve the son. The old man smiled indifferently, but in Lu Luoshu's heart, it was nothing less than a violent landslide or tsunami.

"Uncle, I'll go with you!"

......

He entered a small workshop with the old man, and the clanging sound was very loud. A sturdy blacksmith stood by the furnace, wielding a hammer and striking a piece of red-hot iron. Seeing the old man come in, everyone put down their labor in their hands, leaned over and bowed,

"Hello Limber!"

Lin Bo smiled slightly, stroked his hand, ignored Lu Luoshu's surprised face, led him to the forging table, handed over the parchment and ink pen, and walked to the forging table by himself, busy with the casting of the halberd stick. Receiving the drawing instrument, Lu Luoshu immediately sketched on the paper, layer by layer of beautiful lines painted into the ambiguity of the halberd, one by one the smooth ink melted into the four bodies of the halberd, the thoughts were deduced in the previous life, and the brush was vertical and horizontal in the yellow scroll. It didn't take long for an imposing halberd to leap onto the paper. Luo Shu rolled up the new drawings and walked over to Limber.

Limber put down the hammer, and at this moment a long red stick had been polished. Wiped his hands on the towel a few times, took the drawing, his eyes burst out with consternation, and his mouth groaned: "Wonderful!"

"Little brother," Lin Bo handed back the drawings to Lu Luoshu, returned to the forging table, and threw the red long stick into the water with an iron clamp, and the "crackling" sound continued, "Then I'll begin!"

......

The work of forging halberds was in full swing. The bored Lu Luoshu did not waste his time, and he cherished him every minute and every second. Holding the silver token in his hand, Lu Luoshu went to the armor building to buy the self-defense chain armor, and the Tianbaotang bought five forging body pills...... By the time everything was done, it was already sunset. The sun shines horizontally and slanted, dyeing the mountains and cities dim and blue, which has a unique taste. Lu Luoshu looked at the token carefully and walked towards Lin Bo's workshop. Staring at the insignificant little token, Luo Shu secretly smacked his tongue, the money he earned from winning nine consecutive games with hard work was only enough for one consumption.

After thinking about it, I had come to the front of Limber's workshop. Lu Luoshu stepped into the workshop, but saw Lin Bo lying on a vermilion wooden chair resting, and the coveted halberd had been hung upside down on the wall behind it.

"This old man, I'm afraid there is a lot of success!" Lu Luoshu was shocked by Lin Bo's casting speed, but the halberd was very haunting to Luoshu's dreams. Walking forward, I saw that the whole body of the halberd was sun-yellow, the handle of the halberd was slightly dark, and it could be held by only one hand; the head of the halberd was composed of a crescent-shaped single sharp blade and a spear-shaped halberd tip, which was connected by two small branches and the halberd shaft, both of which were sharp and terrifying. On the blade of the halberd, it was carved with a dragon pattern with great fanfare, which was quite flying.

Lu Luoshu couldn't wait to take off the yellow halberd, and waved it a few times, but the seemingly bulky halberd was as fast as a dragon in Lu Luoshu's hands. Bearing in mind his father's teachings, Lu Luoshu pierced through the air with a single blow, and the speed was comparable to that of a gun; immediately after a spin, the downward halberd blade flexibly turned to the right side; it was another horizontal slash in the direction of the halberd blade, and its power was incomparable even with a heavy axe; after a week of horizontal slashing, Luo Shu's wrist was rotated and the halberd blade was driven upwards again, and with a strong hook, the halberd blade actually rushed upwards accurately.

"Satisfied. Lin Bowu, who was resting on the side, spoke out, as if he had already noticed the ecstatic and sweaty Lu Luoshu behind him.

"Hmm!" Vena cheered, and hurriedly took out the token to pay.

"No need. Lin Bo held down the hand of Luo Shu and took out the token, and said faintly, "Thousands of years ago, the three empires originated on the same continent, and the weapon culture borrowed from each other and complemented each other. It's a pity that now, the empire is divided, thousands of small counties are in the same situation, the way of weapons is unwilling to participate in the common understanding, and the brilliance of the halberd has also been buried, and even the sky no longer casts halberd-shaped heavenly casting weapons. I never thought that today I would see such a person obsessed with halberds, and the old man was already very pleased. You should keep this money and pay it back one day to carry forward the halberd!"

"Uncle, don't worry. Lu Luoshu smiled loudly, and was arrogant: "Sooner or later, one day, I, Lu Luoshu, will be established at the top of this world with a halberd!"

"The established world, the established world...... Lin Bo kept repeating Luoshu's words, "Okay, the established world, then how about this halberd called the Heavenly Swallowing Dragon Halberd?"

Recalling his father's Fang Tian painting halberd, Luo Shu was extremely excited about the name of the halberd: "In the past, my father's 'Fang Tian' could fight with the sky. Today, I, Lu Luoshu, will be the one who determines the heavens!"

Stepping out of the door, holding the Heavenly Swallowing Dragon Halberd, Lu Luoshu was full of spirits. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him as if it were a sacrosanct coronation. Lin Bo leaned on the door of the fang, looked at Lu Luoshu's figure that was gradually moving away, and in an instant, he mistakenly thought that it was the emperor of heaven and earth. Lin Bo smiled heartily and shouted:

"Tomorrow's gladiatorial fight, don't lose Lao Tzu's face!"

The setting sun did not hesitate to shine its rays into Limber's workshop, and spread under the vermilion wood chair that Limber used to rest, revealing an old dark blue halberd.

"Our time has come!"