[The molten gold sunset knife you cast successfully kills, and you will be rewarded with the skill of iron-smelting hand!]
Zhou Shu recalled the barrage that flashed before his eyes when he was slaying the demon that day.
There were so many people at that time that Zhou Shu did not bother to examine the harvest carefully.
In the next few days, he was still on the road, and Lu Wenshuang and Yin Wuyou were almost always with him, which gave him no time to check the harvest.
It is said that since Yin Wuyou came to the mission, she saw Lu Wenshuang never leaving Zhou Shu's side, and she followed suit.
Lu Wenshuang meditated and practiced next to Zhou Shu's bed at night, and Yin Wuyou moved his bed into Zhou Shu's room.
Anyway, no one in the Daxia mission dared to say anything about her.
Now in the capital of Great Qin, although the two of them still insisted on guarding Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu finally had some private space.
The room Da Qin prepared for them was a suite. Zhou Shu simply asked the two of them to stay in the outer room. On the pretext of wanting to master the art of forging weapons, he went into his own inner room.
"Iron hand!"
Zhou Shu thought, and pieces of information emerged in his mind.
Fire can generate anger, Qi can generate energy, strength and energy generate each other, boil iron and dissolve gold!
As the Qi circulated, Zhou Shu's hands burst into flames, and then his hands turned fiery red, as if they were red-hot steel.
The hot temperature rushed towards my face, and the temperature in the entire room suddenly rose several degrees.
Zhou Shu raised his hand and pressed it on the table.
"Crackling——"
There was a sound of burning flames, and the wooden table instantly turned into charcoal.
A flash of amazement flashed in Zhou Shu's eyes, this iron smelting hand is really powerful!
"Try again!"
He raised his hand and slapped the ground.
Earth-breaking thunder!
The fierce force instantly burned the ground into cracks and broken earth.
"Pfft——"
Zhou Shu shook his hands, the flames disappeared, and his hands returned to normal.
The practice of this iron-smelting hand is very difficult and painful.
If Zhou Shu were allowed to practice this iron-smelting hand by himself, he probably wouldn't be able to bear the pain of being burned by the fire.
But now that the Divine Weapon Map has been fed back, he has directly acquired the skills of an iron smelting hand, and has overcome the most painful training stage.
"With this iron-smelting hand, it will be much easier for me to forge soldiers in the future."
Zhou Shu said to himself, his hands spread apart and turned red again.
He picked up the giant sword casually and touched the blade with his palm.
Suddenly, the blade of the giant sword turned fiery red.
"Awesome!"
Zhou Shu was amazed.
His iron-smelting skills have just begun, and he can almost destroy a high-quality weapon with a casual blow.
If he cultivates to the highest level, he can boil iron and melt it into gold with just a palm of his hand, and melt gold and iron into different weapons at will. The power is simply unbelievable.
"When my iron-smelting hands reach the highest level, what kind of casting furnace will I use? My hands are the best casting furnace."
Based on the information about the iron-smelting hand in his mind, Zhou Shu was almost certain that the temperature of the iron-smelting hand's palms was not lower than the real fire used by the weapon-smith.
In other words, as long as his true energy can support it, he can directly forge weapons with just one hand!
This saves money...
No more wasting money on casting furnaces and real fire kindlings...
"I have to urge Yin Chengshan to kill more enemies later. This iron-smelting hand will definitely be of great use to me."
Nowadays, Zhou Shu's iron-smelting skill is not powerful enough to directly forge weapons, so it can only be used as an auxiliary.
"The biggest advantage of this iron-smelting hand is that it will be easier to locate the stars in the future."
Zhou Shu simply couldn't put his hands down for this iron-smelting hand.
Generally, when a weapon caster points the star, he or she must melt the Sky Alchemy Stone in a casting furnace, then use the Spiritual Essence to ingest the Sky Alchemy Stone solution through the air, and point it onto the weapon.
Although any high-level warrior can achieve the ability to control objects through the air, if the cultivation level is not high enough, the accuracy of controlling objects through the air is actually not high.
With the iron-smelting hand, Zhou Shu could directly melt the heavenly stone in his hand, and then place it on the weapon with his hand.
This accuracy and controllability are much better than guarding objects from the air.
"My iron smelting hand can't directly cast soldiers now, but it should be no problem if I point the star to position it."
Zhou Shu muttered to himself, "Before setting off, I had prepared a few weapon blanks that had not yet been decorated with stars. I would like to give them a try."
"The high-grade weapons promised to Yang Hong have not been given to him yet."
Zhou Shu couldn't help laughing when he thought of the resentful look in Yang Hong's eyes every time he saw him.
At that time, he did tell Yang Hong that as long as he joined the mission, he could be equipped with high-quality weapons.
"Then try the power of the iron hand and complete the high-grade weapons prepared for Yang Hong!"
Zhou Shu thought about it, got up and pulled out a wooden box.
This wooden box was brought by him from Chang'an City and had been kept in the mission.
After the breakthrough, he and the Daxia envoy met in the capital of Daqin, and naturally took out the wooden box.
He took out a half-formed high-grade weapon from the wooden box, and also took out a small piece of heavenly stone.
His eyes were bright, and flames rose from his hands. His hands were all red, like blazing flames.
The weapon in his hands gradually turned red, and the small piece of heavenly refining stone gradually turned into liquid.
Zhou Shu’s spiritual consciousness is like water, covering the weapons.
At the same time, he pointed it as a pen, and the heavenly stone solution fell on the sword body along the fingertips.
"Boom——"
Waves of momentum continue to ripple on the sword.
Outside, Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang stood up almost at the same time, and they looked inside.
"What's going on?"
The two looked at each other and did not rush in.
They didn't feel the danger, and Zhou Shu had said before that he wanted to learn the art of forging weapons, so don't disturb him casually.
"Senior Sister Xiao Lu, you said he won't be making soldiers, right?"
Yin Wuyou said with some doubts, she could feel waves of heat coming from inside.
But Zhou Shu didn’t bring a casting furnace.
Lu Wenshuang rolled her eyes and snorted coldly.
"Call Senior Sister Lu!"
She took the trouble to correct her.
"How do I know? Don't you know him better?"
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Yin Wuyou's face turned slightly red, "No way, I'm just his boss."
Lu Wenshuang curled her lips, anyone who is not a fool can see what you are thinking.
"My mission is just to ensure that he doesn't die. What he does has nothing to do with me."
Lu Wenshuang said, in her whole life, she has only been interested in swords, man?
Man, it will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!
She glanced at Yin Wuyou with disdain. Although his qualifications were not inferior to hers, he didn't put his mind on practicing swordsmanship. He only knew how to hang around one man all day long. What's the use of it!
Thinking of this, Lu Wenshuang suddenly felt stagnant.
This nymphomaniac junior sister seems to be one step ahead of me, and her cultivation has reached the second level of martial arts!
Lu Wenshuang frowned slightly. Is it possible that men still have such a use?
She frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the inner room. An incomprehensible look flashed across her pupils.
Zhou Shu stayed in his room for several days.
If they hadn't always been able to sense Zhou Shu's aura, Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang would have rushed in long ago.
In the past few days, passers-by from other countries have arrived in the capital of Great Qin one after another.
Just as Zhou Shu had felt before, the ten countries, except Da Qin, which could not host the Ten Kingdoms' military exercises consecutively according to the rules, the other nine countries gathered in the capital of Da Qin.
They will compete for the right to host this Ten-Nation Military Exercise.
Now that everyone has arrived, Daqin has also prepared the final venue. They have notified the envoys from various countries to prepare for the final competition.
Just when Yin Wuyou and others were hesitating whether to call Zhou Shu out, the heat wave in Zhou Shu's room suddenly subsided, and then he rushed out with excitement on his face.
"Huh? Why are you all here?"
Zhou Shu opened his mouth and said as soon as he left the room.
"Wait a minute."
Without waiting for anyone to speak, he said directly, "Have you seen Yang Hong? Where is he?"
"Yang Hong?"
Everyone was slightly stunned.
"Who is Yang Hong?"
Shi Songtao asked.
Zhou Shu glanced at him and said, "You're such a great steward. You don't even know anyone in the mission?"
With that said, he walked straight out.
Shi Songtao was a little confused. When did he become the butler?
I am the deputy envoy of the Daxia Mission!
Yang Hong, who is Yang Hong?
I really don’t know!
"Yang Hong is the best catcher of the Special Pursuit Division, and he is among the escort of the mission this time."
Yin Wuyou left a few words and already chased Zhou Shu out.
Shi Songtao is going crazy. The escort is under the control of Chen Ji, and I have no control over the people in the escort!
Why do you despise me!
Zhou Shu’s look just now stimulated him.
I can’t do it? Is it tolerable?
Just wait for me, and I will get to know everyone in the mission later!
I, Shi Songtao, can remember thousands of materials for making soldiers. How can I still remember these two thousand people?
Shi Songtao didn't realize that he seemed to have taken on the role of a big butler.
Zhou Shu said a word, and he was determined to get to know everyone in the mission. The key is that he didn't think there was a problem with this matter!
When Zhou Shu found Yang Hong, Yang Hong happened to be on duty to cultivate.
"I've met the Marquis, I've met Her Royal Highness the Princess, I've met Deputy Ambassador Lu."
Yang Hong bowed and saluted, secretly giving Zhou Shu a thumbs up.
He is truly worthy of being a Marquis. These two beauties follow him inseparably every day. They are role models for our generation.
"Go on!"
Zhou Shu smiled and raised his hand, and a black shadow flew towards Yang Hong.
"What?"
Yang Hong was startled and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.
The hand was slightly heavy, and a cold touch came from the palm.
Yang Hong found that he had a sheathed sword in his hand.
"This is——"
A thought came to his mind, and a look of ecstasy appeared uncontrollably on his face.
He could even hear his own heartbeat.
It won’t really be what I think.
"Yang Shenzu, try to take advantage of it."
Zhou Shu said with a smile, "I think this sword is more suitable for the God Catcher Division. If you don't like it, then——"
"I like it! I like it!"
Before Zhou Shu could finish speaking, Yang Hong had already said loudly.
His face was flushed, and he was holding on to the sword in his hand. Once it was in his hand, he would never give it back.
The sword is with the person, but the sword is missing——
No, the sword must not be lost!
"You try it first."
Zhou Shu was speechless, why were the two of them so excited?
Isn’t it just a yellow-grade weapon?
It won't be too late for you to be excited when they are upgraded to heaven-grade weapons.
Yang Hong noticed his gaffe and smiled awkwardly.
Then he drew his sword out of its sheath with a clanging sound.
When he saw the blade of the sword, his expression was obviously startled.
Not only him, but also Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang had a flash of surprise on their faces.
What Yang Hong holds in his hand is more like a ruler than a sword.
It is more than three feet long, completely black, and square. It is an extended version of a ruler.
"Like a sword but not an attack, the dark eyebrows have no edge."
Zhou Shulang said, "This sword is called Mo Mei."
"Yang Shenping, you are the Shenping Division Shenping. You Shenping are not soldiers of the three armies. Even if you encounter the enemy, you should teach first and then kill. This black eyebrow sword is just suitable for the Shenping."
"Although it has no edge, as long as it has enough spiritual energy, it can cut out invisible sword energy, which is infinitely powerful. It can kill and capture people, all in a single thought."
"Black Eyebrow Sword?"
Yang Hong murmured to himself, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the sword body.
I saw a few mysterious lines lighting up on the ruler-like sword body.
"Pfft——"
A ray of sword energy slashed out from the front end of the sword and landed on the rockery stone a few feet away.
With a soft sound, a huge boulder more than ten feet high was cut off from the rockery.
Yang Hong gasped, his face filled with surprise and joy.
"Master Hou, this sword is too expensive, I can't afford it..."
Yang Hong's face was a little pale and he was breathing heavily.
The Black Eyebrow Sword activates the sword energy. With his ninth-grade martial arts cultivation, he can only activate it three times at most, and then the spiritual energy is consumed.
Yang Hong knew in his heart that the Black Eyebrow Sword was really a waste if it was given to him.
If handed over to a master of seventh-grade or even sixth-grade martial arts, the power that the Black Eyebrow Sword can exert will definitely be ten times or even a hundred times that of his own!
Even though he was extremely reluctant to give up, he didn't want to let himself disgrace the Black Eyebrow Sword.
As for saying I can’t afford it, it’s true...
"Didn't I say before, pay in installments."
Zhou Shu said, "You are the Divine Catcher of the Divine Catcher, how can I still be afraid that you will not pay back the money?"
"But I'm not worthy of it."
Yang Hong's face turned red and he said calmly.
The ninth level of martial arts is indeed a master for ordinary people.
But here, Yang Hong really dare not say that he is a master.
And this Black Eyebrow Sword, according to his estimation, can at least be ranked in the top ten of the Huangpin Weapon Spectrum.
You know, Chen Ji is already at the fifth level of martial arts, and he has just acquired the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which is among the top ten yellow weapons. How could he, Yang Hong, possess this Black Eyebrow Sword?
"This Black Eyebrow Sword is given to you by me. Who dares to say that you are not worthy?"
Zhou Shu said, "If you feel you are not worthy of it, then practice hard and strive to be worthy of it as soon as possible."
"Yang Shenqi, I'm optimistic about you!"
Zhou Shu patted Yang Hong on the shoulder.
"Master Hou!"
Yang Hong's eyes instantly turned red and tears filled his eyes. A scholar dies for his confidant. From now on, he, Yang Hong, will be the lackey of the Marquis. If the Marquis asks him to go west, he will never go east!
"Master Yang, please put away the Black Eyebrow Sword. If anyone dares to take advantage of your sword, just tell me and I will stand up for you."
Zhou Shu continued.
"Master Hou!"
Yang Hong knelt down on one knee, looking as if his heart and brain were being wiped out.
"Well, you also have high-end weapons now. I have something I want you to help me with -"
"Master Marquis, please tell me, there are mountains of swords and seas of fire. If I, Yang Hong, frown, it will be considered that my surname Yang was raised by an animal!"