Convert all the weight of Wei Ye's sword into a fluttering flyer, and drive the airship around the gate of the astral boundary. Aside from being beaten up by the angry residents as bastards polluting the environment, it will never have the slightest positive impact on the professionalism of a sorcerer.

Nor would any professional journal in the Immortal Warlock profession be interested in an unknown person who lived in seclusion in Luoyang City at the end of the Han Dynasty, catching demons, kidnapping and raising nieces. The objects of attention of academic professional journals in the world are always two kinds - old professors who are old and virtuous, and young and talented children.

And these two kinds of people, under the pen of the journal editor, have only two modes of shaping, either a dead young man who squeaks and squeaks the people with a violin all the time, or a fool who walks on the wall and can't take care of himself in a pocket watch pot.

Basically, the fairy warlock who is completely out of step with the editor's requirements also lacks the stupidity of the professional researcher that people are accustomed to imagining, and the kind of academic madman who has become the psychological stereotype of the public is not crazy and cannot survive, and it is even more inconsistent with this guy who is more like a speculator than a researcher.

According to most people, or rather, according to the thinking of those laymen, an immortal warlock who is very accomplished in alchemy, sacrificial alchemy, and ignition talisman spells should be an idiot who does not care about everything, and when he sees a magic weapon, he will take it apart and look at it, and when he sees the material, he will throw it into the furnace and burn it. It's not going to be like this anyway-

"The phoenix bird pattern in the late Warring States period, this is a popular style among the nobles of the Chu State. Look at this line, vivid and complicated, as well as the cloud pattern on this wing, at least the craftsmen on the side of the gold market can't do it, you have to ask the master of the Shang Fang Department to imitate it. ”

Holding the copper knife and making a gesture, Wei Ye's mouth was full of admiration, if he didn't look at the set of professional sand molds prepared by him to make fake bronzes, he would have thought that he was the kind of antique dealer who practiced in Panjiayuan.

However, no layman antique dealer would have prepared a crucible next to the sand mould like this one, and from time to time a pale green tongue of fire slipped over the metal juice in the crucible, which meant even more wrong.

The value of antiques lies not only in the utensils themselves, but also in the copper and pulp precipitated by time, which are also part of the value. However, looking at Wei Ye's arrangement, it seems that he wants to remove rust and add copper, which is simply the most intolerable sin in the antique industry.

Using pliers to tweezer the bronze knife, Wei Ye carefully put it into the hot copper juice that burned red in the cauldron, while commanding Sima Ling: "Be careful, don't let the edge be sealed, at least leave a millimeter of edge!"

"Quiet, uncle, you're so noisy that I can't concentrate!"

Sima Ling, who kept himself as far away from the crucible as possible, stretched out a hand, sensing the progress of the hot copper juice wrapping the bronze knife blade from afar, and replied angrily.

This is the work that my uncle and nephew are currently working on, for those academic immortal warlocks from the Dao Gate or the side gate of the astral gate, especially for those who call themselves "refiners" and are eager to put this people's self-created title of fool with neon lights on their heads twenty-four hours a day, it is simply a violent thing.

This kind of demonic weapon full of yin energy, according to those pedantic people who have learned the sacrificial techniques of the side door and even the demon way, should further strengthen the yin qi in it, and it is best to throw it into some thousand graves and mass graves to nourish for decades, and it is best to become the kind of living person who will be sucked dry of the essence blood as soon as he is caught, and even if he does not suck the essence of the blood, he will be delirious and become a murderer The demon knife is the best.

How could there be anything like Wei Ye in the world, in such a simple and rude way, to seal a good Yin Knife with copper water to prevent Yin Qi from escaping?

And the more excessive thing is still to come, confirming that only a line of edge is left for the original bronze knife, Wei Ye lifted the pliers, the sword recipe book was empty, and a fire-glowing talisman seal was attached to the blade, and then with the hot copper juice, the ancient seal pattern like a dragon and snake flowed out on the knife body. He actually refined the Dongyang Sword Zhu into the copper layer on the outside of the bronze knife.

Dongyang Sword Zhu is a standard and standard, authentic and authentic Dao Gate Evil Breaking Method, with this magic trick, the bronze knife in the copper cladding with the yin and evil qi is considered to be more than half of it. However, it was impossible for Wei Ye to learn from those demons who had no interest in the left side of the door, and beat his chest for this yin qi.

With his backhand, he threw the newly formed double-laminated copper knife into the condensation pool that had been prepared, and the cold well water touched the scorching blade of the knife, making a sizzling sound. After gradually cooling, the Yin Knife from the Wolf Demon of the Northern Mountains revealed its new appearance, and instead of the original clumsy and short design, it rushed towards the thick style of the Ghost Head Knife, which was wide and broad-bladed.

Wrapping his right hand with a damp cloth, Wei Ye reached into the pool and grabbed the copper knife that he had just reformed, and shone at the fire light from the heating part of the Dan furnace, faintly seeing a fire talisman constantly changing light and shadow, floating on the blade.

According to the standard of dividing magic weapons among immortal warlocks, this bronze knife that has been fused with a broken evil fire talisman is already a slightly supernatural talismanic weapon, and compared with those professional spells that require the mana of the magician to be used, this kind of spell specialized weapon that can be applied without the caster's special stimulation is obviously more popular and more competitive in the market.

I don't know why, when Wei Ye started making these handmade products, he always liked to take the convenience of ordinary people as the first design goal.

"Bell," holding the copper knife in one hand, Wei Ye shouted the nickname of his own oil bottle, "Prepare for the final weapon performance test." ”

Pulling up the broken hair on his forehead, Sima Ling dragged out a suitcase wrapped in a seal full of chapters and sentences written on the Taiping Qing collar from behind the bookshelf. Looking at the tightly sealed appearance, it makes people even more suspicious at first sight.

Peel off the seal and open the suitcase, which does not contain the gourd, treasure bottle, and rice cooker that sealed the Great Demon King, but the glass bottles sealed with cinnabar ink. Very ordinary glass jars, the kind used in general teaching laboratories to hold biological specimens.

"What kind of test is being conducted?"

"Of course, it's a test of the damage of monsters and ghosts. ”

"Uncle, I think it's necessary to remind you that your charm and the bronze knife wrapped in the mezzanine are almost in a state of equilibrium that can be easily broken, so it is not a qualified test subject. ”

"Is it a state of equilibrium that is very easily out of balance? That's right. The test material is selected as the No. 3 leg bone, and if there is no problem, it will start immediately!"

The so-called No. 3 leg bone is a cut off calf bone, although the appearance is quite similar to human bones, but the bone joints are thick, the texture is fine, and even the color is a gloomy turquoise, which looks like a frozen stone texture, several types of green jade, and I don't know if it is the spoils of Wei Ye Sima Ling's uncle and nephew from what demons and monsters.

But anyone with a little supernatural physique can feel it, and when this bone is taken out of the jar sealed with cinnabar ink, a wave of Sen Ran Yin Qi also comes out at the same time, forcing the temperature in the shrine to seem to drop a little.

Placing this green jade-like broken bone horizontally in front of him, Wei Ye held the knife in both hands, held his breath and concentrated, and began to prepare for the key slash of this test.

Like Wei Ye, who is not from a professional background, I didn't just pick a wild road immortal warlock who worshiped the immortal sect with a dead face, and he didn't insist on many aspects, but the final test of the product was like a nameless monk in the Tang Dynasty who chiseled the last knife on the Leshan Giant Buddha, the Renaissance painter added the last trace of paint to the corner of the mouth of the beautiful woman on the canvas, and the last modification of the data before the start of the seventh day of the rest in the Semitic creation myth of the Semitic people before the start of the seventh day of the rest.

Raise the knife to chop.

Before the knife fell, the door opened first, accompanied by a good voice that was full of vitality at all times:

"Good evening, are you still staying up late and working overtime? I'm bringing you supper!"

Everything is so focused that it has a divine meaning, and it is destroyed in an instant. It was as if the monk who carved the Buddha heard the holy decree of Tang Wuzong to destroy the Buddha, and the painter of the painting saw the new master who was about to take his place, and the self-proclaimed supreme man in the Garden of Eden received a call from a bad boy neighbor with horns on his head and a tail behind him.

So the atmosphere of being close to God, to the holy, and to the Tao through creation suddenly passed away.

Wei Ye held the knife in his hand, the blade touching the smooth surface of the green jade-like broken bones, and stared at the young man who jumped in from the window with a big grin.

"I thought it was common sense to knock on the door before I went to the door, and even the preschoolers knew it. Wei Ye flicked his tongue with a "tsk", then turned his head to look at Sima Ling and said seriously, "I really don't know that there are really people in this world who use the window as a normal entry and exit like that tights and righteous reporter wearing underwear. ”

"Uncle, the object that needs to be preached is not here, can you please turn your head forty-five degrees?" Sima Ling gave Wei Ye a roll of his eyes angrily, and then ran directly to the side of the illegal intruder and took the food box in his hand.

"Today's cooking is roast rabbit meat, with willow bud tea, and the food on Taiping Road is still good. ”

"A supper bought you?" Wei Ye shook his head, deciding to forgive someone who didn't know what it meant to be "gentlemen's friendship is as light as water", and directly took a cup of tea with a tender green willow color from his own half-demon girl, letting the bitter taste ripple between his lips and teeth.

"Sister Gan said, willow bud tea has a purposeful effect, and it is the best for people who stay up late to do things. Although the name has the word "tea" in it, a certain boy has absolutely nothing to do with tea art and tea ceremony or something, and this word should indeed come from the mouth of Gan Wantang, who is more like a female nurse than a female Taoist priest in Taiping Dao.

"Then thank you for me. Holding the teacup, Wei Ye lowered his head, carefully looked at the copper knife that had just fallen on the broken bones of the green jade, and at the same time began to copy the famous "sugar-coated and cannonballs returned" policy, and began to give eviction orders to visitors who did not go through the main entrance: "If it's okay, go back to sleep quickly, and then bring a bunch of dogs and black-skinned dogs to me, I have no place to hide you." ”