When Zhang Shun heard that the blind Taoist was hitting him with his left arm again, he shook his head desperately: "If you want to cut your hands, you have to get Xiaolongnu for me first, otherwise you will never do it. Moreover, I will not use the sword. I can try my best to help you get more photos. You can use some weapons for me, right?"

As soon as he heard the photo, the blind Taoist was overjoyed and no longer mentioned the fact that he cut his arms: "This way, the sword is the king, the sword is the domineering, the dagger is the trick. You can't use the sword, and the dagger is not suitable for the body-building technique you practice. How about I give you a knife? The sword has double blades and the knife only has a single blade, so you don't have to be afraid of scratching and pulling yourself."

Zhang Shun scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "The domineering sounds good, and he is very majestic with a knife, but I can't use it either. The flying knife has been practicing for a while, so it's good to use it for sneak attacks, but we are now in a state of being sneak attacked, and the use of flying knife is greatly limited. My surname is not Li, so I am not that amazing."

The blind Taoist then asked about sticks, guns, axes, hooks, whips, hammers, forks... Almost all of the eighteen weapons were asked about. Zhang Shun just shook his head. The weapon he used to be the most commonly used was a dagger, but he could only wave and cut the thorns. His real weapon was the supernatural ability of "Mist Raven".

The blind Taoist was paced back and forth in the lobby with his hands behind his back. Even the boss went back to the office. Zhang Shun sat on the sofa and waited patiently. After waiting for a long time, he clapped his hands and said, "Yes, you are a physical cultivation, your weapon is the body, your fists, feet, knees and elbows. I will make you a pair of boxing gloves. You can hurt the enemy, and you will not hurt your hands when you wear them. You will not take off your hands, and you will not be afraid of robbing them. You don't need any skills to use them."

"Okay!" Zhang Shun patted his thighs, his eyes twitched in pain, and stood up and said, "Great! When will it be done? Now? Anyway, there are all the materials, and it will be convenient for me to contact others tomorrow. You will be able to get photos soon. Of course, the quantity depends on your sincerity in the boxing gloves."

The blind Taoist was originally smiling, but his face immediately collapsed when he heard the last sentence, but he couldn't refute it - he had just done this with Zhang Shun not long ago.

"Okay! That's all, not only will I use this copycat Nuwa Stone, but I'll also add enough materials for you! See what you can take out then." The blind Taoist gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and said viciously.

Zhang Shun quickly got a vaccination: "I'll agree first. I can't get too many photos at once. This is continuous. I can only promise to help you pay attention, find them, and ask for them. Unless you are willing to ask for those female celebrities, it will be much easier."

"No, don't! I want passers-by. Just agree. Then I won't ask you for it from now on. You can send it to me consciously. First, ask, do you want this boxing glove to be heavy or light? The heavy ones are powerful, and the light ones do not affect your actions." Based on the reason that "the product of the Taoist priest must be a fine product", the blind Taoist began to design boxing gloves.

"It's important to be heavy. I don't know any boxing techniques. After strutting the body, I have strength, so it's better to sink." Zhang Shun also used his brain. He could throw out heavy weapons to hurt people, and even if others picked them up, they wouldn't be able to use them.

"Each piece is about fifty kilograms, right? You can hold it now. You won't think it's too light when you have great strength. I'll design the shape first and call you when you want to build it." The blind Taoist nodded and sat back on the sofa.

"You still want to call me? Why?" Zhang Shun didn't care about forging.

The blind Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "Is it wasteful for so many precious materials in the counterfeit goods? You just need to be heavy, just carry two stone locks to hit people? You really can ruin things."

Zhang Shun retorted silently and went upstairs with a chuckle.

During dinner, the blind Taoist said to Zhang Shun: "You don't have to go to the gym later. I'll give you boxing gloves tonight. I guess I have to stay in the kitchen for the whole night."

Zhang Shun nodded, not feeling strange at all because he could make a blacksmith in the kitchen. Cook Niu's body looks like a blacksmith than a chef.

After the meal, the blind Taoist asked Zhang Shun to buy some better biscuits, drinks, etc., but he went to the kitchen to prepare first.

Zhang Shun was confused and bought a few boxes of biscuits and bottles of drinks. When he walked to the kitchen, he pulled the door. The heat waves came to him. There were at least 40 degrees in the kitchen, and the bottles of drinks became warm in a short while.

Walking into the kitchen with the heat wave, Zhang Shun saw the blind Taoist man and the chef Niu standing in front of the small brick stove, and there was an amazingly large bellows in front of the stove. Next to it was a large thick pillar about one meter high and no less than half a meter in diameter. It was so dark that it was not obvious what it was.

When Cook Niu saw Zhang Shun enter the door, he immediately came over to worship the demon card. This time, the visit was very long, and Zhang Shun felt that the drink in his hand had started to get hot, so Cook Niu got up and returned to the stove.

The blind Taoist signaled Zhang Shun to put down the biscuits and drinks, handed over a pair of welders' sunglasses and a pair of soundproof earmuffs, and said, "You will be responsible for pulling the bellows later. I will keep the fire. The chef thrust the iron. Come on, give me a turtle green bean talisman first."

Zhang Shun took out a green talisman from the demon card and handed it to the Taoist priest, asking, "Is this thing necessary to use boxing gloves? Can it cure injuries?"

The blind Taoist shook his head: "I'm afraid you won't be willing to use it later." After that, he pointed to the things he gave Zhang Shun and signaled him to put them on.

The lights in the kitchen were dimmer than the one in the cafeteria. As soon as Zhang Shun put on his earmuffs and sunglasses, he immediately became a blind man and deaf man. He vaguely saw the blind Taoist and the Cook Niu wearing these things. The Taoist priest set out to throw something into the eyes of the stove. He immediately burst out of the stove like a dragon, almost half a meter high.

As the fire came, the surroundings immediately became brighter. If it weren't for these sunglasses, Zhang Shun would have been really blind. As the flames rose, the surrounding temperature was burning, which made his skin ached faintly. However, the chef and the Taoist priest were still standing beside the fire, pointing and gestured.

After a while, the blind Taoist turned his head and gave Zhang Shun a thumbs up, indicating that he could start.

Zhang Shun walked to the bellows, stood firm and started pulling. The bellows were big and heavy, and it was very difficult to pull, but there were great benefits. After pulling them twice, the flames rushed up half a meter. Cook Niu nodded and put a stir-frying pan across the fire.

The flame seemed to be cut off, and there was no fire leaking out from the edge of the pot. It seemed that the pot could absorb all the heat. Zhang Shun's eyes turned black, but it lit up again in less than two seconds. This time it was the pot that was lit.

The pot was burned very brightly, but it did not melt. The hand of the Niu Chef holding the pot handle was safe and sound. He didn't even roll up a single hair. After about half a minute, Niu Chef nodded and the blind man immediately started the "dish".

The first thing I put in was the fake Nuwa stone, which lighted up as soon as it entered the pot. This was not the end. The blind Taoist put another stone of about the same size in it.

Next was the "production". More than ten small stones of different shapes were thrown into the pot. The pot that Cook Niu kept lifting was very smoothly and was slightly pressed down by the last stone the size of a fingernail.

The sunglasses were too dark, Zhang Shun could not see the color clearly, nor could he hear the sound, and murmured: "Lilac... garlic cloves... ginger slices... scallions... minced green onion... minced pork... grass fruit... amomum villoss... roasted licorice... Finally this is... well, star anise, it's right!"

After putting the "source", Cook Niu and the Blind Taoist stopped moving and stared blankly into the pot while Zhang Shun continued to pull the bellows, sweating all over.

About ten minutes later, Cook Niu suddenly moved the pot away from the heat. Zhang Shun saw that the pot was already shaking and emitting orange-red light.

The blind Taoist man breathed a sigh of relief and hooked his fingers at Zhang Shun. Zhang Shun let go of the bellows and took off his clothes that were already wet and dry, dry and wet, and walked over with his arms. Every time he took a step, he felt that it was a little hotter in front of him. When he walked to the blind Taoist man, there were signs of blisters on his body.

The blind Taoist saw Zhang Shun's colorful body and burst into laughter. Zhang Shun couldn't hear his laughter and was too lazy to pay attention. The Taoist pulled his right hand and looked at him, shook his head, then pulled up his left hand and looked at him. Suddenly, he took out a knife and slashed at Zhang Shun's arm.

Zhang Shun was shocked. The blind Taoist movements were fast and sudden, and there was no time to stop them. His left wrist was grabbed by his iron clamp hands and could not be pulled back at all.

The blind Taoist cut off Zhang Shun's forearm, and just as the blade was about to touch the skin, the demon card on the upper arm suddenly slid down and blocked the blade.

The knife was bounced away, and Zhang Shun's arm didn't feel anything strange at all. The demon card not only helped him block the blade, but also completely offset the power of the chopping, and there was no scratch on the surface.

Zhang Shun was still in shock and stared blankly at the demon card and slid back to his upper arm; Cook Niu looked at the blind Taoist man with dissatisfaction, as if he wanted to press the pot of soup on his head; while the blind Taoist man pointed at Zhang Shun and laughed. It seemed that he had known the function of the demon card for a long time, and deliberately scared Zhang Shun. After a while, he grabbed Zhang Shun's right hand, took out a very small dagger, and naturally cut off Zhang Shun's wrist.

The blood was soaring. The blind Taoist quickly pointed Zhang Shun's wrist at the pot, causing the blood to spray into the pot.

Only then did Zhang Shun understand why the blind Taoist people came over and went crazy. It is said that when the master of weapon casting weapons, he often used blood when forging weapons, and even threw himself into the furnace, so that he could make a peerless weapon. But... it seems that there is no need for cultivators like this? Don’t they only need one drop when they want to use blood? If they need more, they can put a bowl! Do they need to cut their wrists?

At the same time, Zhang Shun also understood the reason why the Blind Taoist asked him to buy biscuits and drinks and take turtle mung bean talismans. The problem of eating biscuits is after donating blood. This is obviously bloodletting, and eating a ton of biscuits is not a problem!

The soup was extremely hot, and the blood turned into blue smoke as soon as it was sprinkled on it; the air was too hot, and the wound on the wrist could not heal at all, and the blood was sprayed like it was not worth money.

Until Zhang Shun was shaking and his face was so pale that it could reflect, the blind Taoist wiping it on his wrist, stopping the blood, and signaling him to go eat.

Zhang Shun wanted to run away - the blind Taoist man asked him to eat instead of using the turtle mung bean talisman. Obviously, he had to bleed behind him, but he didn't have that much blood to release. But after thinking about it carefully, the chef and the Taoist priest were helping him forge weapons, so how could he run away? He had to sigh, put his heart on the kitchen counter and chew the biscuits.

After carrying the pot to cool for a while, Cook Niu poured the soup into a strip of mold, after forming it, it was picked out with a pair of long metal chopsticks, placed it on the top of the large black column, picked up a spatula that looked extremely heavy, and knocked it down hard.
Chapter completed!