Lin Ze's indefinite vacation ended like this, but the limited vacation only began.

"I'm going to take a marriage leave this time!"

"I'll give you three days." Norma said.

"Three days are enough! I want seven days!" What is three days? The marriage ends before the holiday!

Lin Ze's engagement ceremony will be seven days later.

Lin Ze stopped talking to Norma, and his master was summoning him.

"You're going to get married, and something should be passed on to you."

"Master, have you hidden some unique skills to teach me?" Lin Ze was full of expectations. He heard that many sects would pass on their unique skills to their disciples at critical moments.

And their Yao Wangfeng must be like this.

The Medicine King glared at Lin Ze and said, "My biggest skill is medical skills, but you are not interested. The thing you want to give you this time is from your Lin family."

"In addition to villas and listed companies, do I have other property in my family to pass on to me? There is no need, it's enough to have these." For Lin Ze, who is determined to pursue martial arts, giving him so much wealth is a burden.

In an era of material desires, Lin Ze was devoted to the Tao!

"It's not wealth, but it's more valuable than wealth." said the Medicine King.

At this moment, a man broke into the window, "I have been waiting for it for a long time, take it out and take it out and take a look."

The person who came in through the broken window was Zhao Qiansi.

Lin Ze had no objection to Zhao Qiansi breaking the window, but he had a great objection to what he knew before himself. "If there is a door, don't you leave? I don't even know what it is, how did you know?"

Zhao Qiansi said: "I just knew about it for an hour before you. I ran here in this hour."

"Hey, the young man is just impatient." Another figure flew in through the window.

The person who came this time was Zhao Qiansi’s master, the Poison King.

The Poison King came in and said to the Medicine King: "Take it out and take it out, I haven't seen it for a long time."

After being so troubled by Zhao Qiansi, the master and apprentice, Lin Ze was already full of expectations for what he would be next.

Zhao Qiansi is a person who has seen the world. Ordinary objects will not make him so curious, and Zhao Qiansi's master, the Poison King, is a person with stories and will not easily reveal such emotions.

"Master, take it out quickly."

But the Medicine King is like an old monk entering into meditation, without saying a word.

This is not the style of the master!

"If you have eyes, you can't recognize gold and jade."

The Poison King then noticed a piece of black metal on the table.

He gave Lin Ze a hint.

Lin Ze came over, looked at the ferrous metal carefully, and asked, "This is just this thing? What is this, a meteorite?"

Like Lin Ze, Zhao Qiansi was also confused. Just like this, there was nothing worth looking forward to.

It's just a pile of iron. Although it's not iron, it may be some kind of metal, but what's so rare about it?

Even if it is a novel metal, so what!

Maybe it would be valuable to be researched as new materials, but it is not what Lin Ze wants.

"If you have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade, then what do you think it is?" Master Yaowang asked Lin Ze.

Lin Ze said casually: "Even if it is a family-borne sword."

Although Zhao Qiansi was a little confused, he also knew that his master and uncle were not the kind of people who would joke together, "Look, it moved."

The metal changes shape on the table, extending to both ends, and slowly turns into a sword!

"What kind of magic is this? Is there any switch??" Turning a piece of metal into a sword must have been set before, just like a prop in the hand of a magician.

The Poison King smiled and said, "Don't you want a sword? Now it's just a sword."

Lin Ze still didn't believe it. He wanted to hold it with his own hands to see what was going on.

Hold the sword in your hand to see if it is a real sword.

The sword is very heavy.

Lin Ze had no problem carrying a hundred kilograms in his hand, but when he held the sword, he felt a little trouble.

Before it turned into a sword, this was a small piece of metal, how could it be so heavy?

"Come and try it." Zhao Qiansi lifted an iron rod and prepared to try the sharp blade of the sword.

He took an iron rod instead of a wooden rod!

If you try a wooden stick, what's the use? An ordinary knife can cut a wooden stick.

Lin Ze looked at his master, wondering if he would not give his master face if he broke the sword he passed down from his family.

But the master seemed to care nothing.

Lin Ze and Zhao Qiansi stood opposite each other with weapons in hand.

The two of them used weapons to fight without any tricks.

There was no sound of anticipation, and the sword was not broken.

Dingdong.

The iron rod fell to the ground.

The iron rod in Zhao Qiansi's hand was cut off by the sword in Lin Ze's hand.

The incision is neat and silver, which is the true color of iron.

Iron is not black, but silver, but it turns into black after oxidation.

"This sword is not bad." A sword that can cut the iron rod directly without rolling the blade or not being cut is of course a sword.

"Try it for me." Zhao Qiansi took the sword from Lin Ze's hand, but the moment he took the sword, the sword turned into a lump of metal again.

Zhao Qiansi said in wonder: "Did you touch any switch?"

How come a good sword turned into a pile of metal in his hands?

Lin Ze asked Master how to use this thing.

The Medicine King said, "Your uncle and I will have a cup of tea, you two are here to study."

In this way, the Medicine King and the Poison King went out, leaving Lin Ze and Zhao Qiansi to study here.

It was just a metal lump. Zhao Qiansi searched it all over again, but couldn't find the switch button.

"Can it be not controlled by the switch, but voice control?" Lin Ze put forward a different view.

Zhao Qiansi threw the metal lump to Lin Ze and said, "You try to control your voice."

"Become a great sword."

The metal lump really slowly turned into a sword.

"Look, I just said it was voice-controlled."

"Try it for me." Zhao Qiansi was a hundred dissatisfied. This iron lump was a big sword in Lin Ze's hands, and the iron lump was a iron lump in his hands.

"Become a sword!"

"Become a dagger!"

"It turns into a dart..."

The iron lump still did not move.

"Is it because you shouted in the wrong way? Look at me. It turned into a dagger... Hey, why didn't you react? Is it broken?"

After Lin Ze shouted at the iron tube countless times, he confirmed that it could only turn into a sword.

But he didn't know how to turn it into a lump of iron again.

At this time, Lin Ze heard the conversation between his master and his uncle, which came from the yard.

The Medicine King and the Poison King were talking in a low voice, using only the two of them could hear, but they did not expect that Lin Ze's hearing could already hear their conversation clearly.

The Poison King held a cup of oolong tea and said, "Don't you be sure to hand over the Dragon Capture Sword to Lin Ze now?"

The Medicine King said: "When he can transform the Dragon Capture Sword, you don't have to worry anymore."

Lin Ze was shocked, "So this is the Dragon Capture Sword."
Chapter completed!