Chapter 168: Support or Punishment?
Sugi's proximity is surprising, and even more amazing is yet to come.
The two old men stood at the door and chatted as if no one was around, Wang Lang had a serious expression, commanded the guards to protect the left and right, and then personally came to the first carriage and opened the carriage.
The mechanism is very complicated, there are three keys of different shapes alone, and there is also a mechanism lock with a turntable structure, watching Wang Lang turn around with ease, Feng Zhiping sweat is down-what a good brain can remember such a complicated order.
Soon, the first carriage opened, Feng Zhiping curiously leaned to the side to take a look, and suddenly opened his mouth in a daze, there were hundreds of blades stacked in an orderly manner, large and small, and they were extraordinary by looking at their appearances.
Wang Lang ignored him, continued to open the next few cars, Feng Zhiping was sharp-eyed, and found that the unlocking method of each car was different, especially the key disk, which added up to hundreds of steps, and couldn't help but sigh again that Senior Brother Wang's brain was really good, and he might not remember it well when he took notes.
Suddenly, all four carriages were opened, two cars of blades, two cars of spiritual materials, Rao is Feng Zhiping destroyed countless people with the nickname of "Tool Demon", and he also saw that his eyes were straight, and he was alive and well.
Not only him, but there are not many people present who can be calm, it's not that the treasure blade has never been seen, and there are more than this number on display on the first floor of the Tongtian Pavilion, but so many are piled together, and they are sealed so tightly, whether it is the amount or the value, it makes people's throats dry when they think about it.
An Heng is very calm, he is a person from Qiyuantang, and he has entered the warehouse of Rongshan several times, which is nothing compared to the total warehouse of the mountain reclamation.
Seeing Feng Zhiping's appearance of a dirt bun, he laughed twice, and said sarcastically: "I haven't seen so many treasure blade spirit materials, right?"
Feng Zhiping came back to his senses when he heard this, pouted his lips and was about to sneer a few words, Wang Lang interjected, glared at An Heng and said with a cold face: "This is what you are going to compare today, two hundred blades per person, six hundred spiritual materials, the one with the highest accuracy wins." ”
Senior Brother An Hengzhi was angry and didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he asked directly, "How long?"
"There is no time limit, until all the appraisals are completed. ”
Wang Lang looked at An Heng, whose face had changed slightly, and then at Feng Zhiping, who was frowning in distress, and snorted lightly: "Don't you want to compare? Then it's enough! Master specially picked up the spiritual materials and blades that have not had time to be classified and stored in the past two years, you have to work hard, don't waste his old man's hard work!"
Damn, co-authoring is borrowing our hands to help you do the work you are too lazy to do!"
Feng Zhiping secretly slandered.
An Heng is not, his expression is quite solemn, he is from the Qiyuan Hall, so he naturally knows the details of these things.
How can something that hasn't been put in storage for two years be because of "lack of time"?
It was really because the spiritual power of these things was obscure and difficult to judge, or some special features could not be graded for a while, so they were backlogged and left for the young disciples to practice with their eyes.
An Heng originally thought that it was to set a time, such as a stick of incense or an hour, to see who identified more accurately and accurately judged whether to win or lose, but Wang Lang said that the time was not limited until all the tests were completed, and with his experience, even if it didn't stop for a moment, it would take two or three days to finish, and if it was fine, it would not be impossible to do it for half a month.
This is punishment!
An Heng secretly glanced at the master, and his mouth was bitter.
Master must have annoyed himself, and it was inconvenient for him to reprimand him clearly, so he taught himself a lesson in this way.
I just don't know if the master is also interested in that kid's secret technique, there should be, otherwise how could he engage in such a big battle, and be there in person, this is not clear to put pressure on the other party, so that his expert has enough psychological advantage to win easily?
Secretly happy, An Heng peeked at the master again, and his confidence increased greatly.
He didn't know that when he turned his gaze, Su Ji glanced at him casually, and only Elder Niu, who was familiar and close, understood the disappointment in the depths of his eyes.
"It's still a rough embryo, it still needs to be beaten, and if it is forged, it may not be a good sword. Elder Niu smiled comfortingly.
Su Ji shook his head slightly, and said with a straight face: "I'm afraid that the material will be second, and the spine of the sword will also be skewed, and it will be ugly if there is no sword or sword." ”
Elder Niu smiled: "Senior Brother's Eyesight Chapter 168 Support or Punishment? It has always been good, how can the material picked be repeated? Even if you lose your eyes, it will not deviate too much, and if you train it carefully, it will eventually become a tool." ”
Seeing Su Ji's cold face and not speaking, he thought for a while and said: "Senior brother has always liked to cast a strong sword, but it is easy to break just over, it is better to bring some softness, and not every swordsman in the world likes a strong sword." ”
Su Ji glanced at him obliquely: "You are also good at forging swords, why did you change your personality this time? Could it be that you have been away from the mountain for too long and have not forged tools here, your craftsmanship is rusty, and your arms are no longer energetic?"
Elder Niu laughed: "I have cast a lot of hard swords, but it is not that I have never cast soft swords, I don't just like to cast some embryos with strong sword bones, as long as I can make a weapon, both soft and hard, my cracked feather silver snake sword is not very good, you snatched it and hung it in the bedroom, and I don't see you take it." ”
"That's what you gave me. Su Ji said lightly, and then his eyes darkened, "What's more, it's your best work, for its sake of your eyes... Alas. I promised you that I would find a good owner for it, and I would never let it be buried. ”
Elder Niu waved his hand freely: "It's a matter of the past, what to do with him, although the sword is good, it is not heaven-level, find a good offspring and give it, I am obsessed with you." ”
"It should have been heaven-level!" Su Ji looked solemn.
Elder Niu was stunned and said with a wry smile: "There should be a lot of things, but the will of heaven is unpredictable, no fate is no fate, I have already seen it." "Rape Chinese
Su Ji frowned, and was about to persuade a few words, when Wang Lang stepped forward to ask if he could start, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Let's get started. Su Ji said lightly.
Wang Lang asked tentatively: "Master, according to the regulations, do you want to say two words?"
"Drink tea, call me when you're done. ”
After Su Ji said impatiently, he pulled Elder Niu and left, Elder Niu smiled bitterly, gave him a helpless look, and followed Su Ji into the door.
Wang Lang also asked, Su Ji has an old-fashioned and cold temperament, and he is the most pragmatic and efficient, and the most annoying thing is these vain face-saving skills.
Turning around and beckoning the little guys of Tongtian Pavilion to cooperate with the guards who came with him to maintain order, he also did the same, without any foreshadowing, and casually said "Let's start" and kicked off the prelude straightforwardly.
An Heng rushed to the two cars on the right for the first time, he had been observing, and felt that the difficulty of the two cars on the right should be a little lower.
Feng Zhiping didn't care, he walked to the left unhurriedly, and secretly sighed in his heart that the master of the Su hall was the master of the Su hall, and he did things simply, if only Hu Lao and they could be like his old man, how much time would be saved when they got together.
A cart of blades, a cart of spiritual materials, Feng Zhiping thought about it, and first climbed into the car containing spiritual materials.
He actually wanted to go to the blade car, with the experience of the last time, it was his calculation from the beginning to sneak a few sips of the blade spirituality from the opportunity, but he couldn't.
Wang Lang is a person who has seen his "eyesight", and knows his speed, if he drags and stamps and plays non-stop at the beginning, it is difficult to say whether he will be suspicious, so he still has to start with spiritual materials, and when he is "tired", it is normal to delay two more tricks.
There are a lot of spiritual materials on the car, covering almost every category.
As big as two people's tall animal bones and skins, as small as the size of soybeans of the treasure bead spirit fruit, the taste mixed together is very unpleasant, but the value is attractive, and the spiritual power, Feng Zhiping secretly hates that his "digestion" ability is too poor, how good it would be if he could directly devour the spirituality of the spiritual material, how can this car come down to the consummation of the acquired realm, right?
Picked up an inconspicuous gray stone casually, it seemed that he was observing, but in fact, his attention was all on the opposite side, peeking at An Heng's serious face, he secretly estimated the speed, and then he pretended to "have his eyes lit up", beckoned the woman in charge of recording, and reported the result gently.
"Sister Lao remembers, the bone stone, human-grade inferior grade, medium impurities, well, trace toxicity. ”
The woman was not from the Qiyuan Hall, but was selected from the outer disciples of the Tongtian Pavilion helper for the sake of justice, and when she heard that it was poisonous, she immediately took three steps back in fear, and asked worriedly, "Senior Brother Feng, do you need an antidote pill?"
"Sister is polite, I can't afford the word senior brother, if you don't dislike it, just call me junior brother. ”
Feng Zhiping said and shook his slightly numb right hand, Yuan Li swayed, the numbness disappeared, and he smiled: "There is no need for the detoxification pill, this bit of toxicity can't help me." ”
The woman nodded slightly, her eyes a little strange.
I used to think that the "wife demon" was not easy to get along with, but now it looks quite gentle, not as unreasonable as the rumors, and the cultivation is superb and understands the way, and the appearance is not bad, it is really difficult for people to have a bad feeling.
Put it back in the bone stone and seal it, pick up a crystal cluster and look at it over and over again, until the next door reported the results, and then kept the same rhythm and identified one by one.
After about half an hour, the speed on the other side began to slow down, and the things on the car had only finished inspecting more than 20 pieces, and if it continued like this, it was estimated that it would be enough to finish tomorrow morning.
That's too slow!
Feng Zhiping frowned, and was thinking about whether it was time to provoke a few words to stimulate it, when Clinker An Heng suddenly jumped out of the car, sat down at the tea table prepared on the side and drank tea to recuperate, and the prince was dumbfounded.
Even if the speed is slow, why is the stamina so poor?
Can you still be an instrumentalist like this?
Hammer and iron must not tire him to death?
An Heng knew that Feng Zhiping was looking at him, so he ignored it and concentrated on cultivating his mind.
He doesn't have immortal treasures like jade beads, and the screening depends on experience and eyesight, and these spiritual materials are extremely difficult to transform, such as the bone burial stone, and he also has a piece on the car, which is a metal such as copper and iron that is eroded by carrion corpse qi day and night in the burial ground, and gradually turns from metal into a strange spiritual material like a stubborn stone.
At first glance, the bonestone is similar to several kinds of stones, but because of its obscure spirituality, it looks like a mortal stone, and two different techniques are used to determine whether it is spiritual or not.
In addition, the grade of the buried bone stone also spans a very large range, from the human level to the ground level, it is difficult to explore the spirituality, and it is even more difficult to accurately identify the spiritual grade, with his cultivation and knowledge, it took a cup of effort to dare to draw conclusions, and this is only one of them, and the difficulty is barely medium.
To outsiders, it seems that the identification is just a knocking and beating for a while, which is very simple, but I don't know that this is a painful and laborious technical work, difficult and dangerous, not simple at all.
In order to ensure accuracy, the appraiser must relax and rest on time, regulate the internal force of pranayama, and remove the toxicity that may invade the body with toxic spiritual materials.
Many of the world's apparatus and pharmacists died young, and it is precisely because of these reasons that it hurts the mind and is laborious, and it is just that they come into contact with unknown spiritual materials and do not check their bodies in detail, and they are poisoned without knowing it.