Suzi also walked over and lined up behind the crowd.

Ordinary flying swords can be bought at the Tempo Pavilion.

However, if you want to refine a flying sword that works best for you, then the size, weight, and materials used to forge the flying sword are all based on your own requirements, so you can only go to each refinery to customize it.

Defensive forces, such as clothing and armor, are even more so.

Everyone's body shape is different and naturally needs to be tailor-made.

Suzi has been more or less observant for some time.

Generally speaking, customized Chinese spiritual weapons require Zhongping Lingshi, and the materials must be brought with as many as three copies!

Customized Pingling device, the required Pingling stone, the material should be brought up to ten copies!

It took a long time to queue in Suzimoli.

Su Zi muttered for a while, and asked, "Dare to ask Taoyou, custom spirit medium, self-contained information, I can understand, why do you bring three copies yourself?"

Hearing this, the disciple of the True Fire Sect sneered, "Are you pretending to be stupid?" "Which refinery dares to guarantee 100% refining and manufacturing of a piece of material? Can you become a 100% successful refiner?"

"The higher the level of the spirit weapon, the lower the success rate of collecting spirits, and the amount of self-sufficient materials will naturally increase. Still, we took the risk. ”

The real fire gate in the refinery looked into Suzi's eyes with obvious sarcasm.

"This man didn't know anything, so he came to customize the medium. ”

"I don't know where this bread comes from. I haven't seen the world yet. ”

"I reckon this kid is poor and poor, but he's here to make a fuss. ”

Hearing these comments, Su Zi smiled and did not refute them. He then asked, "What is the price of customizing the best wine?"

“!“

There was a burst of laughter inside and outside the store on a real fire.

"I told you that this man is only here to make a joke and pretend he knows it. ”

"Customize the best spirit, he can also ask, laugh at me. ”

One person said excitedly, "What ignorance. ”

Su Zi calmly looked at the group of real fire disciples across the street, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A monk stood behind Su Zi, his heart seemed unbearable, and he whispered: "Daoyou, the best spiritual weapon is not custom-made, even if someone prepares a hundred materials, no grinder dares to take over." "Excellence requires chance and luck, and the failure rate is too high. “

"Hmm-hmm" Su Zimo nodded.

The man also said, "In his life, the refinery can refine and produce an excellent spiritual weapon, which is enough to make it a celebrity of the week!" And the price of the best spiritual weapon is not fixed, throw it into the auction house, and the lowest can also sell for 500,000 quality spirit stones. If you come across someone bidding, it's possible to sell it for millions of dollars!"

The top-level spiritual weapon has a total of three spiritual lines, that is, it can be sold for up to five thousand Pingling stones.

And the best spiritual weapon is only more spiritual food than the first product, and the price is more than a hundred times!

As you can imagine, there is a gap between them.

"Don't get ink here, get out of here!"

The owner of the True Fire Shop walked over and waved at Su Zimo, making no secret of his disgust for his eyes.

Su Zi was not angry, and said with a smile: "Steward, I think one day, you will regret it." ”

Su Zi turned away with these words.

......

After exploring the market, Suzi has realized this.

Su Zi was even more convinced that his refinery would become the largest in the Imperial City, and even stepped on the foot of a real fire shop!

Not far away, Suzi's heart moved, and his eyes swept over a corner not far away.

There was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old curled up and sitting on the ground, her dirty clothes in tatters, her yellow hair scattered, her face stained, and only a pair of eyes that were very clear.

The cold wind blew, and the little girl shrunk her neck, closed her lips, and trembled.

Somehow, seeing this little girl, Su Zi remembered Xiao Ning.

When Xiao Ning left, she was a few years older than the little girl.

Su Zi sighed in her heart, bought a few steamed buns nearby, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to the little girl. "Eat," Suzi whispered.

The little girl's eyes flashed with fear, hesitation, and no oil paper.

Su Zi didn't use any force, put the oil paper next to the little girl, took out a green shirt from the storage bag, and gently draped it over the little girl before standing up.

This move greatly reduced the little girl's vigilance against Suzi.

The little girl stretched out her dirty little hand and tried to pick up a steamed bun.

When Suzi was about to leave, the night spirit suddenly moved in his arms, poked out a small black head, and glanced at the little girl.

Without waiting for Suzi to speak, the night spirit suddenly jumped out and ran to the little girl, leaning on his nose and sniffing something on the little girl.

"Ahh

The little girl was frightened, and the steamed bun she had just picked up fell to the ground again.

Su Zi frowned, and hurriedly pulled the night spirit back and stuffed it into his arms.

Instead of hiding in an abnormal way, the Eidolon kept poking his little head and looking at the little girl.

Su Zi apologized and whispered, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you." ”

The little girl didn't make a sound, but stared at Suzi intently, very alert.

Suzi smiled bitterly, shook his head, and turned to walk away.

The two have never known each other, and when they meet by the water, Su Zi has feelings in his heart, reading Xiaoning, giving her a meal to eat and a piece of clothing, which has always been benevolent.

Suzi walked towards his place of residence.

Not far away, Su Zi moved in his heart and took a slight look.

Su Zi's afterglow caught a glimpse of the little girl wrapped in a green shirt, gobbling up steamed buns, just behind him, keeping a certain distance.

Suzi smiled and didn't care.

Soon, Suzi came to the door of Yongxing Plaza.

On the side of the gate of Yongxing Plaza, there was a large circle of people, although there were many people, but it was very quiet, and only the sound of the crowd could be heard.

But it is said that this war lasted two days and two nights, it was played in pitch black, the mountains collapsed, the dragon was finally cut down by the sword by this man, and the remains of the earth were everywhere, bleeding and paddling, extremely miserable!

In the middle of the crowd, an old man in a long robe is telling a story.

This is a folk storyteller, a strange thing of nonsense, I really can't do it, Su Zi has heard a lot.

But I don't know why, hearing that the old man was just these words, Su Zi was in front of his eyes, but he couldn't help but emerge from the outside, the terrible sea of bones!

Su Zi shook his head, didn't think much about it, and thought to himself: "As soon as the dragon appeared, someone made up the story of the dragon, and there were similar things. ”

At that moment, someone raised their voice, "Tell the book, you only talked about this paragraph this morning." ”

"I heard it, but some people didn't. The old man said with a smile.

Su Zimerton was alive and well, and slowly turned his head to look at the old man in the crowd.

What did this old man mean just now, or did he say it casually?

As the crowd dispersed, the storyteller slowly closed the folding fan and hid the woke wood in his cuffs.

Crisscrossing between the heavy figures, Su Zi blinked, and then went to look, the old man was gone!

Su Zimo frowned, muttered a few words, and then walked towards his place of residence.

Just after Suzi left Yongxing Plaza, the old man who said that the book had come out of nowhere stumbled to an uninhabited corner.

Lin Xuanyi stood there, extremely bored.

As soon as Lin Xuan saw the old man coming, he hurriedly walked forward, looking forward to it, and asked in a low voice, "Old man, what do you see?"

"I don't see that this son's position in the sky has changed, and the orbit is completely messed up. The old man shook his head.

Lin Xuanyi asked again: "What about the black dog?" "Do you know what race this is?"

"It shouldn't be a dog," the old man frowned.

"Nonsense, I know it's not a dog!"

Lin Xuanyi blinked his eyes and said, "Old man, with your knowledge, can't you recognize its origin?"

The old man squinted his eyes, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I can't see it, but this black dog is really not simple, I can feel that there is a unique aura inside, very pure." ”

"What does it smell like?"

"The smell of killing!"

The old man said, "Although you lost the chance to live a dragon this time, if you can turn this black dog into a black dog, I don't think it will be too bad in the future." ”

Lin Xuanji touched his chin, turned his eyes, and thought of an idea.

The old man seemed to remember something again, frowned, pondered, and whispered, "That girl." ”

......

Along the way, Suzi could always feel that the little girl had been following him.

After a long time, Suzi returned to the rented house, stopped, and turned to look.

The little girl was a little caught off guard, and her eyes sparkled.

Su Zi walked towards the little girl with steps.

The little girl seemed a little scared and wanted to take a step back, but she flinched.

"Why are you following me?" Suzi approached and asked softly.

"This is the first time someone has given me clothes. The little girl blinked the big eyes of the water elf, and said a little cowardly.

Su Zi relented and asked, "You have nowhere to go?"

The little girl nodded.

"Well, from today onwards, you can live here. ”

Su Zi pointed to the house behind him and said with a smile: "But I have only rented it for one year, and I can only guarantee you to live for one year for the time being." ”

"Thank you," the little girl's face finally smiled.

Su Zi and the little girl walked into the house and asked casually, "My name is Su Zi, what is your name?"

"Remembering" this little girl was not so alert to Suzi, and there was a trace of vitality in her voice.

This house is from north to south, with its back to the Jishui River, covering a lot of area, many rooms, I found a room at random and lived in.

Suzi went out, bought some clothes for Nicky, and brought some food to Nicky's room door.

After finishing these, Su Zimo just came to the courtyard and took out a wooden plaque from the storage bag.

Since you want to open a refinery room, you have to give it a name.

Looking at the night spirits patrolling the yard, Su Zi smiled and said to himself, "Then call it the Mill Oil Refinery." ”

Suzi used his fingers to make a sword and carved five large characters on the wooden plaque.

Just then, the door to the room behind him creaked and opened.

Suzi looked back and saw a girl with better skin and snow standing in the doorway, with a beautiful face, beautiful eyes, and although she was young, she was already beautiful in appearance.

Su Zi was slightly shocked.

Nicky washed the stains off his face as if he had changed.

But I don't know why, Nianqi's head is still curled yellow, like a withered grass branch, without luster, and if there is a fat face on this skin, something is wrong.

Su Zi didn't think much about it, but it was just because he had suffered too much over the years and his body was weak.

After a year and a half of growth, it will return to normal.

"Son, what are you doing?"

Nicky walked over, looked at the wooden plaque in Su Zimo's hand, and whispered, "Mole Refinery." "Is my son going to open a refinery here?"

"Yes," Su Zimo nodded.

Nianqi moved his lips, wanted to say and said, stopped.

"If you have something to say, say it. Suzi smiled.

"Although I don't know the refiners, I've been wandering around the city all these years," Nianqi said. "My son is in a good location for life, but not for running an oil refinery. No one will come at all. “

Monks who are familiar with Wangcheng will definitely go to Yongxing Square, because the refineries in Wangcheng are all on that street.

But monks who are not familiar with Wang Cheng will also go to Yongxing Square if they ask casually.

In Nianqi's opinion, Suzi opened the refinery workshop here, and no one will patronize it.