Chapter Twenty-Four: The Shadowless Sword
"Originally, there were 3,241 places with flaws, and now there are more than 2,900 places that are almost on fire......"
Ning Lin's excited expression suddenly fell, "Forget it, there are no two years that you can't meet your requirements! Let's do it first! I've been away from Ningjiazhuang for nearly two years, it's time to go back and have a look!"
Late that night two years ago, the blazing firelight, the miserable manor, and his father's back were all deeply imprinted in Ning Lin's mind! Although Ning Lin did not deeply appreciate his father's doting on him in this life after thirteen years of idiotic life, Ning Lin felt his father's love like a mountain in the last majestic back!
The family was destroyed and the clan was wiped out, and Ning Lin never dared to forget this great enemy of life and death! If it weren't for his father's care and the help of his clan, he would not have lived in this world for thirteen years! However, the nearly 100 well-trained black-clothed men that day also made Ning Lin dare not act rashly!
Now that he has broken through to the late stage of bone forging, although he rarely fights with others, his strength has surpassed that of the late stage of blood condensation, and looking at the entire Glacier Empire, there are few opponents!
In addition, with the help of Xian'er and Yao'er, even if you meet a martial artist in the blood condensation period, you have the strength to fight! Not to mention that you are still a second-level forger, this is your own life-saving hole card!
It's time for revenge!
Ning Lin put the original blank into the furnace, waited for the original blank to soften, and forged it again!
A day later, the blank finally took on the form of a sword. Ning Lin didn't stop, he still forged hammer by hammer, until the entire sword was cold and shining, and Ning Lin finally stopped!
"Yao'er, the final polishing is up to you!"
Yao'er nodded slightly, and the fire that had been burning all night gradually went out, and a one-person-high platform suddenly appeared in the open space next to the stove!
It took Ning Lin and Yao'er nearly a year to design this platform, and in order to build this platform, Ning Lin personally created more than a dozen weapons for the adventurers to gather enough materials.
I'm afraid that no one can understand this platform in this world, let alone use it! But for Ning Lin, it is familiar and cannot be more familiar! This is an otherworldly version of a simple lathe!
This lathe has only one function, which is to punch holes and engrave weapons! This is a sharp weapon prepared by Ning Lin for the future promotion of treasure casters!
The most precious thing about the whole lathe is the drill bit made of bone spurs collected from the faucet!
With this bone spur, through the power transmitted by Ning Lin's carefully built gears, the bone spur can be driven to rotate at high speed, and the weapons in this world, even if it is a treasure on this lathe, can only be allowed by Ning Lin to rub the short and round, and transform it at will!
Ning Lin stepped on the pedal under the lathe and stepped lightly, the belt made of animal tendons drove the gear, and the drill bit made of keel bone spurs rotated rapidly, making a "buzzing" sound.
This lathe Ning Lin has tried many times, and his control of the lathe can be said to be extreme. Put the sword under the drill bit, gently press down the drill bit, and the bone spurs fall on the sword, immediately drawing an arc dent!
The moon sets and the sun rises!
Ning Lin stood in front of the lathe without eating, drinking, or moving for two days, and finally finished polishing the sword in his hand!
I saw that this sword was covered with fish scales, revealing a hint of chill in the moonlight! The most amazing thing is that any light shining on this sword will not have any reflection, holding such a sword in the dark night, it can be called a necessary weapon for assassination, this is the shadowless sword that Ning Lin spent half a year to build by himself!
"Xian'er!"
"Meow ......" The sleeping fairy reluctantly walked in from outside.
"Go and get the broken knife in the corner and let my sword open!" Ning Lin excitedly instructed Xian'er.
Although Xian'er is reluctant in every way, this unscrupulous master always calls himself a lazy cat, but he is the laziest! He sleeps until three poles a day, and he even has to go to get a weapon by himself, and he is not willing to take one more step! But thinking about Ning Lin's superb cooking skills, Xian'er can only grit her teeth and endure it!
Xian'er found the big knife that Ning Lin then threw into the corner of the wall two days ago, grabbed the back of the knife with one claw, and returned to the foundry room with a rush, throwing the big knife in front of Ning Lin.
Looking at the sword that Ning Lin had worked so hard to build, Xian'er was not in a hurry to leave.
Ning Lin picked up the big knife in his left hand, grabbed his sword with his right hand, the two soldiers intersected, and for a while, the light splashed, Ning Lin dragged it casually, and a friction sound that made the roots of the teeth itch sounded, and then looked at the big knife, the blade was rubbed out of a hole more than an inch wide!
"Good sword!" Ning Lin looked at the remnant knife in his hand, and then at the unscathed sword, and nodded with satisfaction. The two sides of the sword are also engraved with fish scale patterns, making this sword even more lethal! This shadowless sword took half a year by itself, and it was built with Yao'er, and it was at least a weapon above level six!
"Xian'er, I'm leaving Wanglin City, are you going back to the Black Forest, or are you going to come with me?"
"Meow!" The big cat glared at Ning Lin, jumped on Ning Lin's shoulder, and talked to Ning Lin's divine sense: "Are you annoyed!
Ning Lin smiled and hugged Xian'er in his arms, and hurriedly admitted his mistake: "Yes, I was wrong! When you have this big knife, you will go back to Ningjiazhuang! You leave a letter for your father, and leave him some of the treasures we got in the Black Forest, you don't know when you can go back to the Black Forest again, I hope your father will break through the pulse period as soon as possible!"
Xian'er nodded, jumped off Ning Lin's shoulder, and returned to the room.
Ning Lin knew that Xian'er said that she was afraid of seeing her father, but the father who was so ruthless in this world? Even if he was really found, he was in danger. However, Xian'er has lived in the Black Forest for more than ten years, and she is tired of playing, so she will find an excuse to come to the Terran world with her. After nearly two years of separation, although Xian'er didn't say it, it could be seen that she missed her father very much, and this family letter must not be easy to write!
Ning Lin put away the lathe and sprinkled a handful of fire fox bone powder into the furnace again, the flame rose, Ning Lin took a handful of the original blank that had already been built and inserted it into the furnace, ready to complete the last weapon in Wanglin City!
For Ning Lin, it doesn't take long to build a first-class weapon. It only took one night for Ning Lin to finish it, put the big knife on the table, and prepared to go back to the bedroom to have a good rest.
As soon as he returned to the room and saw Xian'er lying on the table, Ning Lin was completely speechless!
The half-foot-long fairy grasped the brush with one paw, and the tip of the pen was held in his mouth, and he fell asleep on the table! The original white and flawless long hair was actually stained with ink at this time.
Ning Lin walked to the table softly, and was about to call Xiangxian'er, but when he accidentally saw the handwriting on the paper, he couldn't hold back anymore and laughed!
What kind of family letter is this, it's just a ghost drawing! Don't talk about yourself, even Xian'er herself probably doesn't know what she is writing!
Xian'er was awakened by Ning Lin's laughter, her eyes were hazy, and she couldn't tell the situation.
looked at Ning Lin, and then looked at what he had written, "Meow!" with a loud cry, the brush on his paw was still out, and he tore the paper on the table to shreds.