The Bing Pavilion is a place for casting weapons and displaying weapons, which is divided into a casting room and an exhibition room, and is the source of the combat weapons of the head of the God of War Sect and his disciples.

The Seven Peaks of the God of War, each vein has its own military pavilion, which is responsible for the casting and supply of weapons for the disciples of this peak, and is an indispensable and important part of each peak of the sect.

Xuanyuan Dichen stood in front of the courtyard of the Arsenal, his eyes were a little weird, remembering that three years ago, when he was ten years old, when he first came to the Arsenal to ask him to build a weapon, the strange eyes of the master of the soldiers, and his smile and scolding when he cast the strange weapon of the Decepticon, he was really embarrassed.

"Is the master here?"

Dichen walked into the compound and walked directly towards the foundry room on the right, asking in a loud voice.

"Is the master here?"

......

"Is there no one?" said Dichen.

I didn't respond to the call a few times, but I didn't go out to look for wine to drink, I remember that when I came three years ago, I was asked by this master to help him find wine, and I was a little kid at that time, and I couldn't cry or laugh at the time.

"Which stinky boy is so ignorant, the old man rarely gets a good night's sleep and wakes you up. ”

As soon as Emperor Chen stepped into the door of the foundry, he heard a curse behind him, obviously hating the guy who disturbed his good dreams.

"Haha, it turns out that the master is resting, it's really a sin for the kid to disturb you!" Di Chen turned around and came back to make amends.

The old master's withered fingers tore open the messy white hair, revealing a pair of sleepy eyes, and a red nose with a shiny nose tip, typical of rosacea.

"Hey, you're the kid from three years ago, what are you doing here?"

Finally saw clearly who the person walking on the opposite side was, and the master was very polite. "Three years ago, you fooled you into casting a weapon and took it away, and you still owe my old man a drink, and you have hidden it for three years and have not shown up, did you bring it this time?"

"This ...... Master, you also know that this kind of thing is not easy to find, and it will be even more difficult to find after a long time, and besides, I haven't built a foundation yet, boy, and I can't go down the mountain, so ......"

"So it's just not, right?" the old master watched Emperor Xuanyuan slurch, and interrupted directly with a helpless look. "Then what are you doing here? Get out of here, old man, I'm going back to my dream to find a drink." ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Dichen, yawned and moved towards the sleeping bench under the big banyan tree.

"Huh, what's the smell?"

As soon as he took two steps, the old master, who had been sleepy-eyed before, suddenly became refreshed, and his conspicuous rosacea nose did not stir, and he wanted to smell the source of the aroma.

Step by step, the aroma became stronger and stronger, and when he felt that the source of the aroma was in front of him, the master finally opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of small feet, the master was stunned for a moment, and then his head slowly rose until he saw Xuanyuan Dichen holding a small wine jug in his hand, and without saying a word, he directly stretched out his hand and walked over, the speed was not like what a bad old man who was addicted to alcohol could do.

Of course, Dichen didn't hide from it, because it was originally specially sent to him.

"Well, it's really a good wine, the old man hasn't drunk such a good wine for a long time. The master took a sip and was intoxicated.

"The kid is a good talker, but his qualifications have always been too poor and his cultivation is difficult, so he has been working hard to cultivate all the time in the past three years, but he really forgot about this matter, before coming this time, the kid also deliberately went to Xiyuan to find the inner door Nie Shocking Senior Brother to ask for it, and the master likes it. ”

Dichen said with a smile, followed the master and walked under the banyan tree, and sat straight on the sleeping bench.

"Hmph, you kid still have a little conscience, you haven't forgotten me, a bad old man. The old master said with a roll of his eyes.

"How dare you forget you? Wasn't you busy cultivating before, and as soon as Fang is free today, won't the kid bring you wine?" Di Chen snorted, quibbling.

"Don't talk to me about this, listen to your stomach twitching!" "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything!" Di Chen said: "The kid is just here to bring you wine, how dare you trouble you, right?"

The old master paused, stared at Emperor Xuanyuan with his eyes, and secretly glanced at the incomparably long Decepticon on his back, and naturally understood it in his heart, but he didn't say anything about it.

"See how calm you are?" thought to the old man.

"Is it really alright?" asked the old man.

Dichen shook his head.

"Alright, you go, the old man is going to sleep. ”

“......”

Now it was Dichen's turn to be speechless, sitting there with a face flushed, like a monkey's buttocks, looking at the old man lying on the sleeping bench, he felt that he wanted to cry and poop......

"Stinky boy, play tricks with my old man, what will you do this time?"

The old man who was lying down secretly glanced at the deflated Emperor Chen and snickered.

Dichen is not leaving, nor is he staying, today he is here to ask the master, isn't it a waste of time to leave like this? The most important thing is to waste the pot of bamboo leaves.

"Master, is this wine fragrant?" Dichen stubbornly looked for words.

The old master was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what calculations this kid had, but thinking about his decades of human spirits, he couldn't play with this stinky kid, so he replied: "Fragrant, very fragrant!"

"Delicious, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

"Would you like another pot?"

"Yes!"

"Shall I get you a pot?"

"Good!"

"Two pots?"

"Good!"

"Three...... Can you help me reforge the Decepticon?"

"Good!"

......

"Uh......" When the old man who was stunned for a moment came back to his senses, he saw Emperor Xuanyuan smiling proudly, and immediately knew that he had been tricked by this kid again.

"You stinky boy, the old man doesn't want to see you again, get out of ......" tried to divert the topic.

"Reforge the Decepticon!" Dichen was not fooled.

"What's my business?"

"You promised!"

"I ......," the old man was speechless.

Finally, under the circumstance that he couldn't shirk it, the master took over Dichen's work.

Entering the casting room, the temperature suddenly increased a lot, Dichen sweated down, watching the old master busy preparing hammers and splash troughs, etc., while he himself was in the corner to help pull the bellows, and the furnace suddenly burst into flames.

"I told you not to make it so long, but now it's not too long?" the old man grumbled.

"At the beginning, I only thought about making it heavy, and I couldn't build it too thick, so I could only develop to my strengths, and I didn't think about having more practical surnames. ”

"Okay, it's not easy to increase the weight, refine this halberd a few times, and then add a piece of diamond iron, why do you need to make such a big stick? ”

"Why didn't you say it three years ago?" Dichen was furious. As a result, he has been carrying this halberd on his back for the past three years, and he has been ridiculed by others, not to mention, and even he feels awkward.

"You didn't say you wanted to add weight?"

"Didn't I say that?"

"Didn't say it!"

"I said it!"

"Did you say that?"

"Definitely!"

"Then who told you not to bring wine?"

“......”

Dichen vomited blood, it was really not easy to quarrel with this old man, and it was even more difficult to achieve victory, there was a long way to go, Dichen thought to himself.

Time passed in the bickering between the two, and when the recast Decepticon was released, it had already fallen in the western mountains, and it was already dusk.

"Five products!" said the old man.

"Very nice, enough. Dichen replied.

Weapons are divided into two grades, mortal products and divine soldiers, mortal products are divided into nine grades, divine soldiers are four orders and twelve grades, and heaven and earth Xuanhuang four orders, each level is divided into upper, middle and lower three grades.

With the current level of forging troops in the Eastern Wilderness, he is a small Yuan Force ten-fold cultivator, and it is enough to hold a five-grade weapon, you must know that the strongest soldier casting division of the God of War Sect can only cast a yellow-level divine weapon, and this old man is currently a nine-grade casting division.

The length of the newly cast Decepticon has been seriously reduced, only two meters long, but the weight has doubled, reaching two hundred catties, and with the strength of Dichen, it can just be used.

Carrying the Decepticon halberd, Dichen thanked the old man from the bottom of his heart, and left the Bing Pavilion in the voice of the old man's thousands of instructions to remember to bring wine next time.

After the end of this small episode in the Bing Pavilion, Di Chen also resumed his usual life, still eating, cultivating, and cultivating every day.

In the blink of an eye, nearly three months passed, and Di Chen's cultivation became more and more diligent and diligent, and the Yuan Spirit Fruit he picked was also consumed by him, and his cultivation increased a lot.

The weather was approaching the cold winter, and the water in Luoyue Lake was extremely cold and biting, and even a thin layer of ice formed on the edge of the pool, but this still did not stop Emperor Chen's next cultivation.

Seeing that the annual peak test is only two days, the disciples in the peak are also less noisy in the past, and they are all preparing for themselves, and most of the junior brothers and sisters who have newly entered the sect are also eager to try, hoping to have a good performance, and they may be able to be accepted as disciples by any elder.

Maybe it's also because the test period is approaching, in the past three months, Lu Feng and the others haven't looked for Dichen's stubble again, and he is also happy to be at ease and concentrate on cultivation.

Life is still the same life, but the mood is very different, compared with the previous years, today's Dichen surname is much more cheerful. I don't care about the annual test anymore, and I don't even get bored with it.

Looking forward to whether a miracle will happen, in Xuanyuan Dichen, this kid who is a waste of wood and a waste of wood?

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