"Wang Weiwu!?" Lu Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, Lu Bu's heart sank, he felt a bit of murderous aura full of blood, it seems that Wang Lishou is not wrong, the relationship between the Hongshan Lu family and the Yangze Wang family is indeed not very good.

"Wang Weiwu, that villain can only survive by licking the soles of Hou Ye's feet!" A deep voice sounded, and I don't know when, Lu Hongshan, who was holding the strange-shaped blade, was already standing beside several people.

At this time, Lu Buqi was able to carefully look at the weapon in Lu Hongshan's hand, which was a weapon that looked like a knife but not a knife, an axe like an axe, and a shovel like a shovel. It is about one zhang long, the blade rod is thick, I don't know the material, the head is like an axe surface, and like a huge blade surface like a flower bone that has just bloomed, if it is reduced by half, it is very similar to the shovel head that is convenient for shoveling. The blade is erected, the edge is soaring to the sky, and the sides are bent, and the blade hook with the edge is even more hideous.

Lu Tai also walked over, still with a sense of indifference that a saint should not enter: "Those who know kindness and do not hope to repay it will eventually kill themselves." ”

This Lu Tai's words seemed to be a pun, Lu Buqi didn't care where his other level was, he only knew that he needed to express his attitude: "What the Ninth Master said is extremely ...... Earlier, the old man gave me the surname, yesterday my new store opened, and let the old housekeeper come to cheer, and gave me such a valuable gift of the Lu family's identity jade plate, which really flattered me, and I came to visit today to express my gratitude. It's a pity ......"

Lu Hongshan raised his eyebrows: "It's a pity, what?"

Lu Buqi glanced at the common blue autumn water in Lu Tai's hand: "It's a pity that the weapons used by the Ninth Master and the old man are extraordinary, so I was embarrassed to mention the idea of expressing my gratitude." ”

"Oh?" Lu Hongshan had a little smile in his eyes: "What did you originally think, it doesn't hurt to hear it!"

Lu Buqi flattened his mouth: "I'm just a slave who has just become white, I have no long things, only the rough work of striking iron can barely handle it, I originally wanted to create a worthy weapon for the old man and the ninth master and the old steward as a small gift, but now it seems that ......"

"Don't ...... I want it!" Lu Hongshan's eyes lit up: "Even if they don't want it, but I must!" I Lu Ying has three favorites in my life, one of which is to collect the world's wonder soldiers, you kid is young, but it is said that the level of iron striking is not weaker than Lu Lixing, you are willing to build me a weapon, I am happy. ”

Lu Ying also nodded slightly from the side: "Thank you Xiaoyou for counting the old decay, I haven't used a blade for a long time, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

And Lu Tai just stared at Lu Bu lightly, noncommittal.

"Since the old man has given me this face, I will naturally spare no effort to create a weapon that satisfies you!" Lu Buqi lowered his head slightly: "However, the kid has a question, what is the name of this weapon in your hand?"

"This is the Tumang Knife!" Lu Hongshan explained: "Don't you think it's very strange? This is the knife of the small country of Wenzhou, which is not the same as the long knife of our Yunze Kingdom and the Ancient Song Kingdom, and this handle is not wrong, it is not a mortal soldier, but a magic weapon." ”

Lu Buqi nodded: "No wonder this weapon gives me a feeling that it can't be easily forged, it turns out to be a magic weapon that can be combined with the magic pattern to perform the magic of the occult arts." ”

"The forging of magic weapons requires a very high level of mystic cultivation to master, you are young now, there is no need to be impatient, maybe one day, you can also forge magic weapons. Lu Hongshan's face showed a faint look, after all, it is also a very commendable thing to have a magic weapon, just like Wang Weiwu, even if he finds the magic pattern, it is even more difficult to get a magic weapon.

Lu Buqi bowed slightly: "If there is really that day, then it will definitely live up to the old man's expectations today, and forge a magic weapon for the old man as soon as possible." ”

Lu Hongshan was in a happy mood: "Okay, well, then I look forward to that day coming soon." ”

Lu Tai said coldly on the side: "Maybe you have some talent in crafting, and at a young age, you have not weak attainments, but don't think that magic weapons are so easy to refine." There are no more than four masters in my Yunze Sect who can refine magic weapons, and the youngest one is also a senior who is over two years old. ”

Lu Hongshan waved his hand beside him: "Xiao Jiu, young people have some ideals and goals, and you don't need to hit people's self-confidence so much." ”

Pinching the tip of Xia's nose lightly, Lu Buqi looked at Lu Tai: "Thank you for the spur of the Ninth Master, this refining magic weapon, I'm afraid it also needs at least the cultivation of the Xuantong Period, I'm just a martial artist in the Bone Sound Realm now, how can I talk about this? It's just that the inner fort of the Lu family was not built in a day, as long as I work hard, maybe I will really have the opportunity to contact the refining magic weapon in ten or twenty years!"

"It's a good sentence that the inner fort of the Lu family was not built in a day!" Lu Tai's expression was slightly moved, but his eyes were still full of indifference: "If you can really know how to refine weapons in about twenty years, I will naturally be impressed by you!"