"This is... ten thousand years of black iron?" The moment he saw the ore, Shen Dachui's eyes went straight, "You actually have so many thousand years of black iron?"
"Brother Guizhao, do you know this 'Master of Divine Forging'?" Wang Meng heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but asked curiously.
Before the wound healed, he disguised himself and rushed to the imperial capital to inquire around. He easily learned the name of the "Master of Divine Forging". It was his idea to come to the master at night to ask for help.
However, Wang Meng never expected that the famous "Master of Divine Forging" would actually be an old acquaintance of Gui Mandrill. From the tone of their conversation, it seemed that they had some quarrels in the past.
"We have fought against each other before." Ghost Mandrill hesitated for a moment and then said calmly.
Although he had never taken Shen Dachui seriously, it was an indisputable fact that he was punched away by the old man and fell to the ground. After all, he still included the old man in the ranks of those who had "fighted against each other".
"So, this Master Shen knows your identity?" Wang Meng's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty, and she secretly considered whether to kill Shen Dachui after he finished forging the weapon to avoid future troubles.
"Boy, what kind of weapon do you want to build?" Shen Dachui suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with excitement.
Ten Thousand Years Black Iron is extremely rare. Although he obtained a piece in Leiyin Valley, he exchanged it for Zhong Wen and used it to make the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword without using it himself.
The piece of ten-thousand-year black iron in front of him is actually much larger than the piece in Leiyin Valley. It is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for a weapon refiner of Shen Dachui's level.
When he thought about being able to use such a large piece of rare ore to build a magical weapon, his hands began to itch, and he even forgot about the identity of the ghost mandrill.
"You have seen my black iron giant blade before." Ghost Mandrill replied, "Just try another one like that."
"The old man has indeed seen your weapon. It can smelt ten thousand years of black iron and make it. The weapon refiner is considered a talent." Shen Dachui frowned and said bluntly, "However, this person's knowledge of weapons is still unclear.
There are some shortcomings, there are many unreasonable things in the shape of your giant blade, and it cannot exert the true power of ten thousand years of black iron."
"Oh?" Gui Mandrill didn't understand the art of refining weapons, but he vaguely felt that what Shen Dachui said was true, "What should we do?"
"If you can trust me, old man." Shen Dachui said with a look of hope on his face, "Leave the design of this weapon to me."
"What do you want to do?" Since the weapon was out of hand, the ghost mandrills were fighting all the way, and they felt extremely at odds. Their desire for the black iron giant blade was also increasing day by day.
"Although ten thousand years of black iron is good, if the entire weapon only uses this kind of material, it will not only be a waste, but also the toughness and spiritual power conductivity will be lacking." Shen Dachui has completely entered the thinking mode of a weapon refiner and gushed.
Jedi explained, "I will make some modifications to the shape of the giant blade, and add several other rare ores to try to create a perfect dark iron weapon. However, you need to bear the forging and material costs."
The more the old man talked, the more he got carried away. He actually forgot that the ghost mandrill in front of him was a terrifying god of murder that everyone was afraid of.
"Master Shen, feel free to take action." Wang Meng suddenly interrupted, "As long as this weapon can be forged as soon as possible, the cost is not a problem at all."
"That's good, the old man will start forging now." Shen Dachui had already planned the forging plan in his mind and was eager to put it into practice, "You guys wait here."
"I wonder how long it will take to build this weapon?" Wang Meng then asked.
"Three days are enough!" Shen Dachui patted his chest and vowed.
After saying that, the old man picked up the ten thousand-year black iron, hurriedly entered the refining room in the backyard of the "Shen Forging Pavilion", closed the door tightly, and started working "bang bang bang bang".
"Do you have enough spiritual crystals to pay for the forging fee?" Gui Mandrill looked at Wang Meng and asked, "I don't have that much money."
"These days, all of our food and drink expenses come from Miss." Wang Meng said with a slight smile, "Wang has only a few silver coins on his body, not to mention the forging fee, even for food."
"I don't have much spiritual crystal left in my body." Sima Rou reached into her arms with a look of embarrassment on her face, "It's only enough for the five of us to live for a week."
"Then you just..." Ghost Mandrill said in confusion.
"Only living weapon masters will charge forging fees." A sinister smile appeared on Wang Meng's face, "Dead people don't need money."
"General Wang, do you want to kill him?" Sima Rou covered Yingtao's mouth with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Miss, this Master Shen knows Brother Guizhao." Wang Meng said solemnly, "If we let it go, there is no guarantee that he will not leak our whereabouts and cause trouble for the revenge operation."
"This..." A trace of hesitation flashed in Sima Rou's eyes. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It all depends on General Wang."
Ghost Mandrill did not express an opinion, but glanced at Wang Meng out of the corner of his eye, not knowing what he was thinking.
There was silence in the house, except for the forging sound of "ping ping ping ping ping ping ping" coming from the backyard from time to time, which was particularly clear.
…
Night and day alternated twice, and the two days flew by. In the blink of an eye, it was dusk on the third day.
The door of the "Shen Forging Pavilion" was always closed tightly, causing many guests to return disappointed. However, Shen Dachui locked himself in the weapon refining room, neither eating nor drinking water. He just forgot about food and sleep, day and night.
They were working hard, and the sound of "ping, ping, bang, bang, bang" was endless.
"This is a true forging master." Sima Rou couldn't help but sigh, "It would be a pity to kill him."
"Miss, if anyone wants to achieve their goals, they need several precious qualities." Wang Meng said slowly, "But 'kindness' is definitely not among these qualities. Those who achieve great things must be ruthless."
"If General Wang is really so ruthless, why didn't he retreat alone when he faced the Golden Armored Guards that day?" Sima Rou couldn't help but retort, "With your speed, if you don't care about me and Brother Gui Mandrill, you will definitely
You can escape."
"Brother Gui Zhu did not hesitate to fight against the Spirit Master in order to save us. How can the general abandon him? This is kindness, not mercy." Wang Meng stared at Sima Rou and said word by word, "As for the general
Miss, you are different from others."
Sima Rou's heart trembled, as if she understood something from Wang Meng's words. She suddenly lowered her head and looked at her toes, thinking quietly, and never spoke again.
"Boom!"
An earth-shattering sound brought several people's thoughts back to reality.
"It's in the direction of the backyard, go take a look!" Wang Meng's eyes narrowed, she took long strides and hurried towards the backyard. The other four people also reacted and followed closely.
Arriving at the backyard of the "Shendong Pavilion", Sima Rou and others were shocked by the scene in front of them.
I saw that the sky above the originally cloudless courtyard was actually covered with clouds, with lightning and thunder, which was incompatible with the weather in the sky around the imperial capital, as if these large clouds only existed for the "God Forging Pavilion".
The roof of the refining room has collapsed, and even the surrounding walls are in dilapidated condition, revealing Shen Dachui inside the room.
At this time, the old man was holding a jet-black, mighty giant blade. His white hair stood up high, and he was dressed in ragged clothes. There were still faint streaks of electric light remaining on the surface of the giant blade.
Through the scene in front of them, it was not difficult for Gui Mandrill and others to guess that Shen Dachui must have received a divine thunder from the sky.
"This dark cloud is so weird." Sima Rou couldn't help but say, "It only covers this courtyard, as if it is deliberately targeting us."
"If I guess correctly, this cloud is probably not a natural phenomenon." Wang Meng looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and said excitedly, "Master Shen should have forged a peerless artifact, which caused the strange phenomenon in the world.
, he is worthy of being a well-known weapon-refining master in the imperial capital, he is indeed extraordinary!"
The mandrill didn't interrupt, but his eyes were filled with hope.
"Boom!"
The second bolt of thunder fell from the sky and struck the giant blade in Shen Dachui's hand hard again.
After enduring two thunderbolts in succession, the old man's complexion became much paler, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still bright, his waist was straight, and he showed no intention of flinching.
"Boom!"
The third thunderbolt fell in the sky again, and its power was even more astonishing than the previous two. A strong sense of oppression permeated the entire backyard. Even Gui Mandrill and the others felt their hearts tremble. They felt that they were just ordinary people in front of the supreme power of God.
There is an ant in the middle, pitifully small.
"drink!"
Shen Dachui shouted angrily, raised the giant blade high in his right hand, tensed his muscles, and used his spiritual power to the limit to withstand this violent thunder.
The old man's body was still upright, but the light in his eyes dimmed a bit.
After throwing three thunderbolts, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have exhausted their strength and scattered away with satisfaction. Soon they disappeared and the sky returned to a cloudless state. The bright moonlight fell in the yard and shone on Shen Dachui's hands.
The surface of the giant blade reflected crystal light.
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life." Shen Dachui turned to look at the people in the courtyard with a tired look on his face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking happy and proud, "This weapon is the old man's most powerful masterpiece. I hope you can treat me well."
It must not bring shame to this magical weapon that triggered three thunderbolts."
As he spoke, he slowly brought the giant blade to Demon Mandrill, his eyes full of reluctance.
Without saying anything, Ghost Mandrill stretched out his hand to take the giant blade and waved it a few times with one hand. He felt that it was so easy to grasp and it was easier than his previous giant blade. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and felt infinite pride in his heart.
With the magic weapon in hand, he even had the urge to challenge the saint.
"Congratulations to Brother Ghost Mandrill for getting another magic weapon." Wang Meng finally recovered from the previous shock and congratulated with a smile, "This is the first time that Wang has seen a magic weapon that can move the heart and make visions of heaven and earth. Why not
Give it a name?”
"Yes, it should have a name." Ghost Mandrill said with a rare smile, "From now on, this giant blade will be called 'Slaying God'."
"God of Slaughter?" Shen Dachui tasted the name carefully, "Okay, okay, he is bold and worthy of my masterpiece!"
Dong Damu and Wang Songliang's faces were full of envy, and they wished they could rush forward and ask Shen Dachui to build a weapon for them.
"The commission has been completed. Since you are quite satisfied with the 'Slaying God', I don't know the cost..." Shen Dachui said.
"Of course." With a gentle smile on her face, Wang Meng lowered her head and put her hand into her arms, "I wonder how much it will cost in total?"
"The material fee is two thousand spiritual crystals, and the forging fee is waived." Shen Dachui replied cheerfully, "After all, the old man can complete such a magical weapon, and it is indispensable for your ten thousand-year black iron. It is just the leftover materials of those black irons. I
I won’t return it to you…”
In the middle of the words, Wang Meng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shining, and he stabbed Shen Dachui with the spear in his hand. He moved with the gun and headed straight for the old man's door like a swimming dragon.
"What are you doing?" Shen Dachui never expected that Wang Meng would make a sneak attack. In desperation, he suddenly stepped back a few steps, and at the same time struck out with a palm of his right hand. His spiritual power transformed into a huge black grimace in the air, and he roared straight towards Wang Meng.
And go.
"Good skills!" Wang Meng did not expect that Shen Dachui, as a blacksmith, would be so powerful. While attacking, he shouted loudly, "Brother Gui Zhu, please take action!"
Ghost Mandrill's eyes flickered, and he exuded a powerful spiritual pressure, which enveloped the old man fiercely.
Shen Dachui felt his body stiffen and instantly lost his ability to resist. He could only watch as Wang Meng's spear got closer and closer to him.
Girl, how are you doing in Piaohua Palace?
Girl, after grandpa leaves, you should take more care of yourself!
Knowing that he would die, his granddaughter Shen Xiaowan's voice and smile suddenly appeared in his mind.
Shen Dachui closed his eyes helplessly, as if he had accepted his fate and completely gave up resistance.
"Mr. Shen! I heard that your 'Shen Forging Pavilion' is doing a booming business, so I brought someone here today to have a meal!"
At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the hospital.
Immediately afterwards, two figures, one large and one small, jumped from the front building into the backyard and appeared in front of everyone.
"Brother Zhong Wen!"
Seeing clearly the appearance of the young man in white who walked into the courtyard, Shen Dachui couldn't help but shout out in surprise.
Upon hearing the word "Zhong Wen", the expressions of Sima Rou, Dong Damu and others present changed at the same time.
This chapter has been completed!