In the southern border of Daxia, there are endless mountains as far as the eye can see.
A military camp, stationed on the edge of the jungle at the foot of the mountain.
This is the southernmost border of Daxia, and further south is the territory of the Southern Barbarians.
Mi Ziwen was dressed in military uniform, with a long knife hanging from his waist.
That long sword is not any of the Tiger Blade, Bailian Huanshou Saber and Zhanma Dao.
As a high-ranking general and a strong man of the fourth level of martial arts, Mi Ziwen himself comes from a wealthy family, so naturally he will not lack a high-quality weapon.
On the battlefield, although the ordinary army is the main force, there will be no shortage of martial arts experts competing. At this time, it is naturally impossible for Yon Ziwen to use standard weapons.
Not to mention him, even Sun Pingping, who was on the battlefield for the first time, also brought a top-grade weapon, Xiuchun Dao, but he wanted to be a facade. When he really fought with a top-grade warrior, he didn't have a top-grade weapon.
But you will suffer a big loss.
"Where is the scout camp!"
Mi Ziwen looked at the jungle in the distance and shouted in a low voice.
"Here!"
A school captain appeared out of nowhere. He was not wearing armor, but was wearing some fancy clothes. The clothes looked a bit like camouflage uniforms.
He was carrying a long knife on his back, and the handle of the knife was exposed from his right shoulder. It was a tiger knife.
Before the army set out for the expedition, Zhou Shu and Zhang Yibei and others rushed to forge three thousand Huben knives. Most of these Huben knives were equipped for the scout camp.
The Huben knife is light and sharp, suitable for scouts.
"All scouts are dispatched to find traces of the Nanman for me!" Mizi Wen said solemnly, "Before the general's army arrives, I want to master the deployment of the Nanman's military strength!"
"The southern barbarians dare to massacre our people on the border of Daxia. This time, they must pay a hundred times the price!"
Mi Ziwen's face is full of evil spirits, but he still has the gentle look when he was in the capital.
The Southern Barbarians are the barbarians in southern Daxia. They are a race similar to humans in appearance. They are savage, brutal, and murderous.
Daxia borders on the barbarians and is often invaded by the barbarians. The barbarians live in the wild mountains. It is very difficult for Daxia to conquer them, so it has been deeply troubled by them over the years.
This time, the barbarians once again attacked a city on the border of Daxia and massacred the people of Daxia, completely angering Daxia.
So Meng Bai personally led the army and tried to completely wipe out the barbarians!
As a pioneer officer, Mi Ziwen has a heavy responsibility!
"The last general takes command!"
The captain of the scout camp said loudly, his figure was like an ape, and he quickly ran out of the camp.
"Mo Dao Camp! Kill the captured barbarians and sacrifice the flag!"
Yon Ziwen shouted again.
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The imperial capital of Daxia, Chang'an.
Suddenly, a barrage of barrages passed before Zhou Shu's eyes.
[The sword you forged successfully kills the sword, and the cultivation level of the golden bell is improved by 10%!]
[The sword you forged successfully killed the sword, and the Golden Bell's cultivation improved by 20%!]
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[The sword you forged successfully killed the sword, and the Golden Bell's cultivation level improved by one and a half percent!]
Almost in the blink of an eye, streams of true energy surged out of Zhou Shu's body.
The true energy was like a flood falling from the sky, washing away the meridians in his body.
In Zhou Shu's ears, he seemed to hear the sound of a rushing river.
As the true energy circulates, his limbs and bones feel a little warm, and all the cells in his body are constantly fissioning.
After a moment, there was a sound like an egg shell, and Zhou Shu's aura suddenly rose, and then calmed down.
The skin on the surface of his body fell off piece by piece, like molting, and it looked quite terrifying.
Fortunately, no outsiders were present at this time, otherwise, I would have been shocked.
Zhou Shu reached out and tore off a piece of face, then threw it on the ground. He was shocked, and then felt a little sick...
"The golden bell turned into a snake? Why did it shed its skin?"
Zhou Shu said to himself, holding back his nausea, sweeping up the pieces of skin he had shed, and then threw them into the smelting furnace.
There was a buzz, and the smell of barbecue came.
Zhou Shu felt even more disgusting and didn’t want to eat barbecue for a year!
After walking out of the casting room and taking a breath of fresh air, Zhou Shu felt much more comfortable.
He raised his hands. His hands had been forged for many years. They were originally covered with calluses, but now after shedding a layer of skin, the skin on his palms looked white and delicate, and his slender fingers were the envy of all beauties.
"I didn't expect the golden bell cover to have such an effect."
Not only his hands, but the skin all over Zhou Shu's body has become much more delicate than before, and even the pores have become undetectable.
I originally thought that after practicing the Golden Bell Mask skill, I would become like the golden Arhat in the TV series in my previous life, with muscles all over my body and a golden glow.
As a result, this golden bell mask actually has a beauty effect.
If you continue like this and reach the twelfth level, will your skin become like jade?
"This is all an unexpected surprise."
Zhou Shu didn't care much about this effect. The improvement of his skin after molting was just a side effect. More importantly, his skin became much tougher than before.
In the seventh level of the Golden Bell Cover, the true energy travels throughout the body, except for the eyes, ears and the five-inch cover door. Even the lower body is not afraid of attacks. It can also turn willow branches into soft ones and resist swords! "If I had been an Internet celebrity in my previous life and performed Iron Crotch Kung Fu, I would have definitely become famous..."
Zhou Shu thought nonsensically, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
"Staying in the Forging Department is indeed the right choice. If it were not here, how could the weapons I forged be equipped for the army? Only the army has this kind of opportunity to kill enemies on a large scale."
Zhou Shu glanced at the page of the sword map and found that there were seventy or eighty kill records!
And judging from the cultivation levels reported in the Divine Weapon Atlas, the targets they killed were not weak.
It is precisely because of this that Zhou Shu's Golden Bell Shield cultivation level can break through to the seventh level.
Otherwise, if he cultivates alone, with his poor qualifications, it will take at least ten or twenty years to reach the seventh level.
From the time when he first practiced the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, Zhou Shu knew very well how much he weighed.
In my current body, my martial arts aptitude is extremely poor. A genius's cultivation for one year would probably be comparable to his cultivation for ten or more years.
If it weren't for the Divine Weapon Atlas, he would be able to practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the third or fourth level on his own in a lifetime. In that case, even a ninth-grade warrior might not be able to compare with him.
"Fortunately, I have the magic weapon map."
Zhou Shu secretly said, "If I have a map of the divine weapons, and I rely on the Weaponry Division, I will just wait for the harvest."
Zhou Shu was thinking happily when he suddenly heard a voice outside.
"Master Zhou is here, come out and receive the reward."
Zhou Shu's heart moved and he walked to the front yard.
Zhang Yibei and others had been alerted by the sound and had already arrived in the front yard, looking nervously at the people at the door.
Standing at the door of Workshop No. 0 is a member of the Casting Department, named Zhang and Wufu.
Even though his name is Wufu, to Zhang Yibei and others, he is already an out-and-out big shot.
In the Military Casting Department, there are four Sikongs below the Chief Sikong, followed by the Langzhong, the Yuanwailang below the Langzhong, and the Yuanwailang below the Yuanwailang, who are in charge.
Even though Yuan Wai Lang is only one level higher than the workshop master, this is within the Weapon Casting Department. In fact, Yuan Wai Lang is an official of sixth rank, while the workshop master is only of ninth rank. There is a difference of three ranks between the two. Strictly speaking, the head of the workshop is an out-and-out low-ranking official, while Yuanwailang already has a certain status.
You know, an ordinary county magistrate is just a seventh-grade sesame official.
Zhang Wufu stood at the door of Workshop Zero. Although his face was gentle, Zhang Yibei and others were still scared to death.
Zhou Shu came to the front yard and could only roll his eyes when he saw their useless appearance.
There is a long way to go to reform them, and I don’t know if they will be better off after they start practicing martial arts.
He doesn't want the people in Workshop Zero to be just a bunch of yes-men.
"Zhou Shu has met your Excellency. I wonder what advice you have here?"
Zhou Shu cupped his hands at Zhang Wufu and said.
Zhang Wufu had already met Zhou Shu during the monthly workshop exam, but they didn't speak at that time.
Glancing at Zhou Shu with some envy in his eyes, Zhang Wufu said, "I am here to present you, Master Zhou, with a reward from the imperial court as ordered by the Holy Spirit."
"Reward?"
Zhou Shu said doubtfully.
"Exactly." Zhang Wufu nodded, "Director Zhou achieved excellent results in the monthly workshop examination and developed the Qiushui Yanling Sword. The Holy One was very pleased, so in addition to the reward from the Secretary, the Holy One also rewarded him heavily.
I’ll take care of you, Master Zhou.”
"Is there such a good thing?"
Zhou Shu was happy. Although he didn't care much about making money now, it was better than nothing.
The things the emperor rewards must not be bad, it will make you rich.
Before Zhou Shu could ask, Zhang Wufu had already waved his hand, and ten servants from outside had come in. Each of them picked up a load and placed it on one side.
Zhou Shu felt better after seeing so many things.
"Thank you for your hard work, the things have been delivered."
Zhou Shu stepped forward with a smile and quietly stuffed a banknote into Zhang Wufu's sleeve.
Zhang Wufu laughed, the boss this week is really a wonderful person.
"The things have been delivered, so I won't disturb Chief Zhou's rest." Zhang Wufu said with a smile, "In the future, when Chief Zhou comes to the office to do business, he can come to my place to sit down and have a drink and talk."
Zhang Wufu left with satisfaction, and Zhou Shu's eyes fell on the ten pairs of burdens in the yard.
"Your Majesty?"
Zhang Yibei and others were stunned when they saw it. They still didn't know what was going on. They only knew that this was a reward from the Holy One to their leader.
"Everyone who has seen it has a share." Zhou Shu laughed. Today the golden bell broke through the seventh level, and the emperor rewarded so many good things. He was in a good mood. If he was in a good mood, he had to share it. "I am in a good mood today, so I opened the box.
, everyone has a share."
Although Zhang Yibei, Wu Laoliu and others were still confused, it didn't stop them from being overjoyed. The master in charge actually wanted to reward them with the reward given by the emperor?
Unexpectedly, they would also come into contact with imperial rewards in this life.