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Wang Mingli pulled Zhang Bufu and left.

"Let's go, find a shop first, and make you a spear. After the dark experience not long ago, Wang Mingli was more concerned about this matter than Zhang Bufu.

There are no shops in the city that specialize in selling weapons, because except for the acquired realm, which will use weapons such as flying swords, and when they achieve innate or higher, there will be few monks who use weapons again.

The innate is a little better, and from time to time you can still see the innate realm monks who use weapons. But further up, when you reach that realm, you can already move mountains and seas with your hand, and when your mind moves, you can play with Dao supernatural powers, and you can completely abandon the use of weapons.

However, weapons are an indispensable part of the acquired realm. There is no way to use the acquired realm, the only thing that can be controlled is the flying sword that has the same mind, whether it is flying or fighting, it depends on this flying sword, so that before a day is born, this flying sword is an indispensable part of a day.

It is precisely because of this special nature that a profession like a mortal blacksmith was born in the cultivation realm, and this kind of craftsman specializes in customizing and forging weapons for cultivators, making weapons for a living. And it is precisely because most of the people who need to use weapons are in the acquired realm, so the status of this kind of craftsman is not high, and forging weapons is extremely time-consuming and laborious, so the craftsman industry is mostly engaged in people who are not very good at cultivating the Tao.

In contrast, the same is refining, and the status of the pharmacist refining the elixir and the craftsman refining the weapon is extremely different, because the elixir is needed regardless of the level of cultivation, and the requirements for qualifications to become a pharmacist are extremely picky, so the status of the pharmacist on the mainland is extremely respected, and compared with the craftsman, it is a heaven and a place.

Some people may ask, although the craftsman is not very talented in cultivating the Dao, how can he say that he is also a person who has set foot in the Immortal Dao, although he is only in the acquired realm, but he knows that it is not good to go to the mortal world to enjoy happiness when there is no hope of breaking through? Why do they want to stay in this cultivation realm and work hard to make a living? It's not that they don't want to go, but they can't go.

The mortal world is a very important link in the composition of the continent, and now all the monks on the continent are from the cultivation of mortals, and the balance of the mortal world cannot be destroyed. Therefore, the major immortal gates in the east, west, north and south of the continent jointly formulated an iron law, and people in the cultivation path should not use the law of cultivation to seek fame and profit in the world, and those who violate it will be punished even if they are far away.

The Iron Law is called the Iron Law because of its unshakability. You don't want to die, you feel that you can not obey it, no problem, someone will naturally take your life away, or the kind that is very fast. You rely on your cultivation to be high, and you don't care about this iron law, no problem, there will be people who are higher than your cultivation to send you on the road, which is also very fast.

The shops that refine weapons are impossible to see on the main road in the city, and when they reach the remote corners of the city, the rows of simple and scorching sheds, the clanging sound made during the forging process, at a glance, those craftsmen who are also cultivators, just like ordinary mortal blacksmiths, naked, sweating, waving the hammer in their hands over and over again to forge weapons, the smell of sweat and high heat mixed together is not good, this is the destination of Zhang Wang and his trip, and the low status of craftsmen in the cultivation world can be seen here。

Zhang Bufu looked around, and finally his gaze stayed on a leisurely middle-aged uncle.

The middle-aged uncle doesn't seem to be very compatible with the environment here, everyone is forging in full swing, only this middle-aged uncle is bare-chested, lying on the recliner with a shy stomach, shaking the fan while swinging, so comfortable and comfortable.

Zhang Bufu looked at the shed where the uncle was, saw the various forging tools in it, and said to his side with some suspicion: "This is also one of the craftsmen here?"

Wang Mingli's eyes also fell on this uncle, and he nodded and said: "It shouldn't be wrong, but this person is obviously different from ordinary craftsmen, and he is quite extraordinary at first glance, and he must be a master." ”

Zhang Bufu touched his chin and said, "Could it be that this is a big hidden in the city? It's just that this is too casual?"

Wang Mingli said: "Looking at this little temperament, it is very likely that it is a certain master who is tired of the impetuousness of the world. ”

Zhang Bufu looked around, except for this uncle, the surrounding craftsmen did not have anything outstanding, so he said: "Then the forging of weapons this time will trouble this master." ”

Wang Mingli said with a smile: "Very good, very good, and you can just take a look at how the master strikes iron." ”

It's really that the image of this swaying uncle is too special among the craftsmen, and it attracted the attention of Zhang Wang and the two of them.

Zhang Wang and the two walked through several clanging weapons shops near the entrance, and walked to the quietest place in the whole area, that is, in front of the shed where the middle-aged uncle was, Zhang Bufu saw that the middle-aged uncle seemed to be immersed in the comfort of the rocking chair, and did not notice the arrival of the two at all, so he shouted with a smile: "Uncle, there is a guest." ”

The middle-aged uncle with a shy stomach in the rocking chair heard the voice, looked over, and said happily: "Two handsome people, but you want to build a flying sword?"

Zhang Bufu smiled and said: "It's not a flying sword, I'm a gun, and I want to ask my uncle to help make a spear." ”

When the middle-aged uncle heard this, he continued to say happily: "Nowadays, most monks use flying swords, but it is rare for you to use a spear like this. ”

"I've used the gun for half my life, and I'm used to it," Zhang Bufu said with a smile: "And if you use it for the first half of your life, it's not bad for the second half of your life, so it's just enough for a lifetime." ”

After hearing this, the middle-aged uncle was a little surprised: "So, this Junyan is still a spear master?"

Zhang Bufu smiled, and was not polite, and said: "The master can't talk about it, it's just that friends from all walks of life appreciate their faces and call everyone who is a gunner." ”

"Oh?" When the middle-aged uncle heard this, he straightened his body in the recliner slightly, and his eyes inadvertently swept to the gun on Zhang Buyi's back, and then smiled: "It's a coincidence, when I'm idle, I always like to tinker with a trick and a half, and I am worried that no one can fight on weekdays, and we confirm one or two of each other.

Zhang Bufu didn't expect the middle-aged uncle to say this, but it's not a bad thing to learn from each other, and looking at the appearance of this middle-aged uncle, he seems to be very confident in the one-and-a-half-trick he has made on weekdays, and he was also interested for a while, so he said: "Meeting is fate, and there is nothing wrong with learning from each other to confirm it, but I don't know what the uncle is cultivating?"

The uncle put down the fan in his hand, stood up from the recliner, and said with a smile: "I, I don't have much talent in cultivation, just an idler who makes a living by striking iron. ”

"On the way of cultivation, the emphasis is on going with the flow, how can there be any jokes that are not jokes," Zhang Bufu said with a smile: "I am also an acquired cultivator, but since today is a weapon exchange, then you and I will not use the qi machine, okay?"

The middle-aged uncle responded: "Okay, just do what Toshihiko says." ”

Zhang Bufu took off the barrel of the gun behind his back, took out the tip of the gun from his waist pouch and put it on, and saw that the middle-aged uncle was still standing in place, so he asked, "I don't know what kind of weapon the uncle uses?"

The middle-aged uncle smiled, took a hammer for striking iron from the various forging tools beside him, held it in his hand and said, "I will use this hammer." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Bufu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that the middle-aged uncle was using the hammer he used to strike iron during the day, but he didn't say anything, only said: "Uncle can use it easily." ”

The middle-aged uncle explained with a smile: "I don't mean to look down on Toshihiko, it's just that as Toshihiko said, under my daily iron, the hammer I use to strike iron is used to it unconsciously, and the one-and-a-half-trick style I make is also in this hammer, so today I used this hammer to compete with Toshihiko." ”

Zhang Bufu nodded and said, "It's okay, there are all kinds of weapons, and the uncle can use them easily." ”

With that, the two walked to the open space next to the shop, ready to come to this battle without gas engines and simple weapons. Wang Mingli watched the battle from the sidelines with great interest, Zhang Bufu's spear skills he had witnessed with his own eyes before, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a marksmanship, this pistol technique against Lin Muyan, who is in control of the flying sword, can be said to have no power to fight back, what will be the result of today's hammer uncle? Wang Mingli is looking forward to it.

In fact, Wang Mingli has more confidence in Zhang Bufu in his heart, but this uncle's every move is also quite extraordinary, and he also took the initiative to learn, if he didn't have two brushes, how could he dare to go into battle with a hammer for striking iron.

Zhang Bufu is actually a little unable to see through this middle-aged uncle who has been smiling, saying that it is hidden in the city, but he does not rule out this possibility in his heart, but since it is a simple competition, Zhang Bufu is confident, no matter how thorough you are, if you don't use a gas machine, you can't pass the gun in his hand.

Before the single-handedly walked the rivers and lakes, as short as three or five days, as long as seven or eight days is a battle, there is no lack of small minions with sparse martial arts under the horse by Zhang Bufu, but there is no shortage of famous Jianghu everyone, in this battle, grinding is the combat skills, now Zhang Bufu put aside the cultivation, if only the battle, the experience can be called the old way.

The two of them came to stand in a wide enough open space, one with a gun and one with a hammer.

Zhang Bufu danced a spear flower and asked, "Are you ready?"

The middle-aged uncle's hand holding the hammer shook, and the hammer in his hand turned around the back of his hand, and then he saw the back of his hand shake again, and the rotating hammer was immediately thrown into the air. ”