If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools! The latest chapter of Rebirth of the Fairy Sword III!
Today, when thermal weapons have developed to a certain extent, cold weapons are so far away. However, the Chinese government has always been extremely strict on weapons control. Ye Feng has no way to obtain guns and cannons in a short period of time, so he has to think of ways to deal with cold weapons.
It is impossible to have a good cold weapon. Today's knives are all forged and formed at one time. The result is that they are sharp, not flexible enough, and the internal structure is messy, so they cannot withstand the impact of true energy.
However, just like in ancient times, it takes thousands of hard work to create a good weapon, or it may have fine texture, or it may be like a stream of autumn water. The sword body and body are extremely smooth, smooth from the inside out, and the infusion of true energy will be extremely smooth. Perhaps the material is not as good as modern ones.
These things, but in the hands of masters, they have a name, called - magic weapons!
It is obviously unrealistic to build a weapon according to ancient methods in the short term. As for hand-to-hand combat, the fireballs that were big and small at that time were flying everywhere... It's better not to count on it. It's not that the power is not enough, it's mainly just in case of infuriation.
If you don't continue, you will die in an ugly way. I mainly rely on Qi, something that most people don't have. At least I can't escape without it!
An hour later, Ye Feng came down from the floating platform and entered an antique street. The buildings along the street were all decorated with carved beams and painted beams, and the signboards were full of ancient charm. Most of the waiters were dressed in Han and Tang Dynasty costumes, and the items sold had no modern flavor at all.
, entering it feels like returning to the Tang Dynasty...
Naturally, I didn’t come to this antique street for the fake antiques. Although I was lucky enough to hope that I could find one or two ancient weapons. The most important thing is that there are several weapons shops on this street, which are ornamental weapons shops. Most of their customers
It’s those old men and women who come and go in the park in the morning. The main products are Longquan swords and Tai Chi swords. They have a shiny appearance and are really good-looking, but they are not sharpened. They are typically good-looking but useless, and silver-like wax-tipped guns.
This seemingly useless sword is more useful to Ye Feng than the sharp watermelon knife. These manufacturing companies, or workshops, advertise that they are handmade, and it is said that some of them are exquisite, cutting iron like clay, well, hair.
Like wire.
Adhering to the guideline of taking things as they come, Ye Feng moved forward slowly. He did not miss any store stall, but gained nothing at all. He entered the first sword shop with regret.
The swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks are all available, but they are all electroplated, and they bend tremblingly when touched...
"Does this store have exquisite products handmade according to ancient methods?"
Huh? Still a practicing practitioner?
However, few people want those things. Generally, stores don’t have any inventory at all. Just process anything and you can make a lot of money. Who bothers to make those antiques, not to mention that it takes several months to make a good sword, which requires hundreds of thousands of hammers.
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"Sir, don't these meet your requirements? The ancient sword is heavy and laborious to use, and you may even hurt yourself..."
The waiter stopped chattering and looked at Ye Feng as he looked at SB and turned around and walked out of the store. The latest chapter of Journey to the West: The Legend of Golden Chanzi.
Damn it! In what age do you need those useless things? It’s enough to keep fit and practice Tai Chi!
Ignoring the store's disdain, Ye Feng continued to search. The items in the store were not as good as the knife he bought at the street stall. Not to mention infusing it with zhenqi, it would probably break if it shook too much.
The second store remains the same, the third store, the fourth store...
If you go any further, it will be the end, and you will gain nothing!
Do we really need to buy more watermelon knives to fight the enemy?
At the end of the street, there is a gate on the right. Inside the gate is a general market. Small vendors who cannot afford to rent a shop make a living here. There is a mix of dragons and snakes, and the products are more complicated. However, there are also many people who come here to pick up things, and maybe they will be mistaken.
Displaying antiques with hundreds of thousands of years of history. Of course, in this leisurely society, many people, especially those in this industry, have learned a lot about antiques and have developed a sharp eye, so the chance of picking something up will not be
Bigger than winning the lottery.
Disappointed Ye Feng did not rush back and walked unconsciously into the messy market. Although he had never seen it before, there was still a glimmer of hope.
After visiting most of the market, I was still disappointed in the end. I sighed and prepared to go to the supermarket. I prepared a lot of extra long watermelon knives. If it didn't work, I would imitate the way Lian Jie carried a bundle of knives on his back, one knife for each person.
"Gouzi, you want ten thousand yuan for this black rag??? I think you are crazy about poverty, hahaha..."
"Indeed, it's a piece of tatters picked up somewhere. You lost all your money last time when you got away with it. You can't fool people with something like this."
"Tsk, tsk, Gouziniu pen, you actually have the nerve to show it off, I admire you."
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Several people gathered around a small stall and were sarcastic. The stall owner was a lean young man, and his face turned red when faced with the sarcasm.
"You don't want it. I didn't force it on you. I want you to talk nonsense!"
"You are a blind person. I am giving you a disgrace by educating you. You are really bringing shame on our market by setting up a stall with this thing. Get out of here!"
The swollen-faced stall owner Gouzi clenched his fists, wishing he could punch several people in front of him to death, but... why should I? Since the last time I saw it, I spent all my money to buy a blue and white porcelain bowl.
After that, I had nothing. I later found out that these people were causing trouble, but I no longer had the confidence and strength to fight with them. It was very frustrating to want to dump antiques without money. But yesterday I accidentally collected a fire stick from the countryside.
, I feel very strange, I want to try my luck, but these people are actually trying to kill them all and drive me out of the market completely!
"How much is it?"
With the sudden sound, no one noticed when this person squatted in front of the stall. Ye Feng, who opened his mouth, held a fire stick that looked like iron and wood. Apart from the fire stick, the stall in front of him only had a few small porcelain sticks.
Although the bowl is exquisite enough, the exquisiteness is too fake. Fire sticks have been extinct for who knows how many years, but there are always a few old people who are unwilling to enter the cold steel city and enjoy natural life in the countryside. Even so, Ye
This is the first time Feng has seen the legendary fire stick!
The depth of the black reminded Ye Feng of Xuan Ying.
"One...ten thousand yuan!"
Gouzi gritted his teeth and quoted a price that he thought was outrageous.
"Hehe, okay, I want it."
Throwing out a wad of banknotes, carrying a two-foot-long fire stick, he walked away leisurely, leaving behind a few stunned brokers.
There was no place to look for after wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there. Only this sentence can describe Ye Feng's mood at this time. Originally, he just went over with curiosity to see what caused the dispute, but when the iron rod started to feel
It's a bit heavy, almost two and a half times heavier than ordinary iron. This shows that the material is at least good. Infuriating Qi is secretly input, with almost no major damping, and even a faint glow. It's a good thing! As long as it can withstand it
The infusion of true energy is a good thing for you!
Gouzi and the others' grudges had nothing to do with them. When they couldn't protect themselves, they didn't have the energy to mind their own business, pay, and leave. They always couldn't bear to bully others, so they paid dozens of times more money.
In the hall, Ye Feng was stunned, looking at the stick-shaped dagger in front of him, or rather a stick shaped like a dagger.
After returning home, I crossed my legs and closed my eyes, impatiently injecting my Qi, hoping to open up the internal veins of the fire stick. Yes, the Qi moved smoothly. After infusing it countless times, I felt that the veins of the fire stick in my hand were clear and the Qi was extremely smooth.
Ye Feng opened his eyes, and what he saw was a fire stick that had changed its appearance. There were some debris scattered on the ground, and what he held in his hand was definitely a short sword, but the sword head was extremely blunt and the sword body was close to a cylinder.
The body is just a little flat, like a baton that is thinner and twice as long; if it is a triangular shape and has a sharp point, it is a military thorn;
It just didn't have three edges or a sharp point, but this made Ye Feng's blood boil with excitement. There was only one explanation for this: the fire stick was made of fine material and couldn't be hammered.
Just like talents that cannot be controlled, they are often abandoned, and things that cannot be tempered can only be reduced to fire sticks. Unable to control talents can only mean that the person who is the master is too weak and the materials cannot
The same is true for tempering, and now, this thing falls into Ye Feng's hands... Pearls always shine, and good things will one day show their edge.
Ordinary steel will be destroyed by the true energy and thus shattered. However, after being refined by the true energy, this fire stick will become more round and internally accessible. In other words, the more you use it, the better. The process of using it is the process of sorting and refining, which is equivalent to the process of refining.
Although Xuan Ying's warming and refining is not comparable to Xuan Ying's material, it is still good. It is definitely a good thing that can be encountered but not sought.
Ye Feng's actions just now have removed all the dirt on his surface, revealing his dark and deep true face. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and he still needs to continue to work hard, gather his mind, and continue the great cause of refining. He has a stick in his hand, no need for fireballs!
