Chapter Twenty-Three: The Heaven Kills Ghosts and Gods
The Zhou Hall Master of the Instrument Work Palace, in the sequence of duties of Siming Mountain, is already second only to the head and the Taishang Elder, in the Siming Mountain Senior Conference, the master, the two Taishang Elders who are in charge of Tianhe and Jiuyuan, as well as the three palace peaks, the master of the Instrument Work Palace, the hall master of the Danwu Palace, plus the mountain patrol Zongzheng, a total of seven people, each with a seat.
Therefore, when he heard that Mo Changchun was going to ask the Lord of Zhou Hall to refine weapons for him, Wang Qingcai was so excited.
In Siming Mountain, where the art of refining weapons is only so-so, it is possible to let this first person in the sect instrument dao make a move, and at least he has done his best to bridge the gap with those children of destiny - the first is the Nine Heavens Immortal Soldier, the law artifact, so I won't compare it here, it's too ugly.
Zhou Dian's response was quite refreshing, and Mo Changchun really still had face in Siming Mountain.
"Let me see, the main material is Yuanmagnetic stainless steel, double-hearted moon stone, this is to refine a sword of the mother and son, and the elite of the cold iron plan to refine a short dagger......?" You know, right?"
Mo Changchun coughed violently.
Wang Qing's eyes were full of light: "The master of the Zhou Hall is really virtuous and knowledgeable, and the disciple actually thinks the same way." ”
"Oh?"
"It's just that the disciple wants to come, instead of making a shuttle, it is better to refine it directly into a needle!"
Hiss.
The Lord of the Zhou Hall suddenly felt a thorn on his seat, and he was a little unbearable: "Needle?"
I just suggest that you have the opportunity to ignore morality and morality, and to save your life, but you actually want to be a backdoor professional? This and this are not the son of man, not the son of man.
Wang Qing felt that he had encountered a dirty road, oh no, my way, my way, and he was very excited to describe his thoughts again:
"The disciple wants to put this piece of Yuan magnetic steel, as well as the double-hearted moon stone, with auxiliary materials, into a Qiankun sword, this sword has its own mysteries, together it is a short sword, but the sword can be used to kill, but it is thirty-six Qiankun needles when it is scattered, and it is a Yama Luo Ti when thrown out, which is the most strange and unpredictable, and it is impossible to prevent it.
Moreover, this Qiankun Sword, the disciple hopes that it can be superimposed and grown, if the disciple's spirit rises again in the future, the number of Qiankun needles can be changed into one hundred and eight, three hundred and sixty, and even the final thirty-six thousand, which is also the ultimate form of the Qiankun needle, which will inevitably be unpredictable and make people smell and change. ”
Where do you often go with a needle, but you don't hear the color change?
"As for the Earth Evil Yin Qi and the Cold Iron Elite, the disciple also hopes to practice into a needle, the Earth Evil Yin Qi has a mysterious and unpredictable nature, and the Cold Iron Elite can be refined without a trace, the two are one, plus the disciple is always combined with the true qi, it should be able to make a thin as a hair, invisible and traceless Heavenly Killing God Needle, once hit, it will hurt the spirit god, if it is forcibly blocked by the true qi after entering the body, it will immediately burst out of the immeasurable cold, the bad people's meridians, break the human body, and directly teach him to practice in the future. ”
Qiankun needle, heaven killing god needle.
Wang Qing wants to refine, naturally it can't be compared with the original version of Shushan, for example, he only has 36 Qiankun needles, and the original version has 36,000, and the material cannot be compared. As for the Heavenly Killing Divine Needle, the original version uses the primeval yin and deep sea cold iron, and it also has the ability to be big and small.
Let's take it step by step, the belongings of the poor are all slowly saved.
Mo Changchun looked at the slightly sluggish appearance of Hall Master Zhou, and couldn't help but feel relieved, God knows how much perseverance he used to control his expression.
This kid is too shady.
I don't know how he sat in the mountains every day, how did he figure out such a magic weapon, and he didn't think about it, and he didn't buy it directly from the Internal Affairs Palace, so he had to spend so much effort to buy materials for refining.
"Zhou Dian, I'm tired of you. Mo Changchun said ill-willedly.
Wang Qing bowed with sparkling eyes.
Although the Lord of the Zhou Palace was worried that his reputation would be ruined on these two sets of needles, he was unwilling to break his promise, so he had to nod and reluctantly agree: "You have a lot of requirements, and I have a lot of tasks on hand, so let's come and get it in a month." ”
"Thank you for your hard work. Wang Qing hurriedly thanked him.
Hall Master Zhou just waved his hand.
After leaving the Instrument Workers Palace, Wang Qing turned back repeatedly, a little worried in his heart, he felt that the Lord of the Zhou Hall didn't seem to be very happy in the end.
Mo Changchun patted him on the head: "Don't look at it, Zhou Qingcang is not a good person, he pretends to be in front of people, maybe he is studying the Qiankun Needle and the Heavenly Killing Needle you said with great interest at this time." You said that you are young, you don't have any youthful spirit, you don't practice swords, you don't even need a weapon for frontal combat? ”
Wang Qing did not dare to agree, and argued: "I am so magnificent, how can I not fight head-on? Besides, the Heavenly Killing Divine Needle, specializing in the spirit god, kills with one blow, and is even more domineering and unparalleled. Why is it in Deacon Mo's mouth, it has become the next three roads, is it possible that you usually like to take that?"
Hey.
It's fat.
Mo Changchun squinted at Wang Qing for a while, and really had a trace of curiosity in his heart, I don't know what Wang Qing's cultivation will become? Is he such a high and true bearing, or is he as inconsistent as Zhou Qingcang, or is he as introverted as Senior Sister Ming?
"Hmph, don't I know that little bit of your thoughts? Be cautious, be cautious, don't be too cautious, don't dare to fight, you need to know the opportunity to become enlightened, just in the blink of an eye. ”
"Thank you Deacon Mo for your advice," Wang Qing's face was rare and serious: "The opportunity is in front of me, the disciples will never dare to miss it, don't talk about a war, it is the way of heaven to descend the calamity, Qing should also go against the tide, I will not move for a lifetime, a hundred calamities will not grind, the life of a lifetime, what a pity!"
It seems that the birds and insects were stunned by this bold statement, and the white clouds and breezes were also frightened, and the surroundings were quiet.
After a while, Mo Changchun's voice sounded again: "Don't peek at the eyeballs, don't you want me to praise you, and then give you a few elixirs and a few immortal soldiers by the way?" ”
"It doesn't have to be that expensive. Wang Qing was not embarrassed, and unyielding: "No matter what Deacon Mo gives, the disciple is grateful to him." ”
"Huh!" Mo Changchun's feet shook, and he advanced three feet in an instant, and after two or three times, there was only a lingering sound left: "Learn from Mingjiao well, and when the time comes, I will raise my silkworms well, and I can't give you some good things." ”
Tut.
Lao Tzu doesn't want to be a silkworm herd.