Seeing Ban Yang, the master builder of the big silver sword, his eyes lit up, just like a kindergarten child seeing his beloved toy, with an innocent smile on his face.
He took the big silver sword in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.
The five fingers caressing each other, as if touching the most delicate skin of a lover.
"Interesting, interesting..."
Ban Yang kept chanting.
On the contrary, [Passion of Fire], which could withstand the power of the God-conscious Fire Realm, failed to attract his attention at all. In his eyes, it was just like a common soldier.
"how much time is required?"
Lin Beichen asked.
Only then did Ban Yang look away from the big silver sword.
He casually glanced at [Passion of Fire] and various other magical materials, and said calmly: "In one day, come here to get the sword."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Ah?"
Lin Beichen said quickly: "Please bean sack, you haven't asked me what kind of sword I want. I have design requirements..."
"Making a request?"
The master craftsman Ban Yang looked back at Lin Beichen and said, "What qualifications does an ordinary person who doesn't know anything about forging have to ask me for anything? Do you know what kind of sword these materials are most suitable for making?"
There was an unabashed disdain in his eyes, the look of a condescending professional boss looking down at the novices on the roadside.
"I?……"
Lin Beichen was confused by the question.
Isn't it privately customized according to the employer's requirements?
Ban Yang spread the materials in his hand and said impatiently: "Do you know who I hate the most? I hate those idiots who don't know how to pretend to interfere. Forging is a great art. It needs to be forged according to the different materials. You can't
There is no reluctance at all, and there is no room for ignorant people to blaspheme casually... If you don't accept it, just take your things and go back."
Lin Beichen had an invisible black line hanging from his forehead.
I finally made up my mind to combine the Great Silver Sword and [Passion of Fire], how could I not make specific requirements? I have never seen such an arrogant Party B in the world.
If a product manager can’t write code, can’t he make requests to programmers?
This evil trend must not be encouraged.
Lin Beichen's anger arose in his heart, his hatred grew in his heart, and his temper suddenly became violent. He took a step forward, suddenly showed a...smile, and said: "Okay, then I'll work hard."
Master, you have suffered so much, I will obey you in everything, I will come to pick up the sword tomorrow."
The divine builder Banyang snorted lightly, turned around and left.
Lin Beichen sighed.
no way.
They have the core technology.
Then he turned and left.
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Back at Xiaofushan Residence, everything was normal.
Chu Hen and Dai Zichun are both practicing.
Qianlong and others are still seizing the time to make final preparations for the "Beichen Pharmaceutical Group" to surface.
On the contrary, Lin Beichen became the most idle person.
So he lay on his back on the bed, crossed his legs, turned on his phone, and started purchasing some plug-ins that could be used in the finals.
Because the Loli ancestor of the Mulinsen family found out, he directly discounted [Heart of the Wood Spirit] by 50%. This gave Lin Beichen a working capital of 500 million faith points, and he could enjoy spending money like water on Taobao.
.
He opened the Taobao page and started searching for various 'weapons'.
Place an order...
Place an order...
Or place an order...
All have applied for expedited shipping.
In the blink of an eye, a day passed.
Lin Beichen came to the territory of the Flame Lord God System and took the sword as agreed.
As a result, after waiting for a while, the divine builder Banyang did not appear.
Lin Beichen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Wouldn't that slovenly fat man run away with my big silver sword and all kinds of magical materials?
It shouldn't be.
After all, it was the relationship introduced by Guo Lord God.
The skill of the divine builders in the divine world is not that low.
"I have been waiting for a long time and finally waited until today. I have been dreaming for a long time and finally realized my dream... Oh, it's finally here."
After waiting for half an hour, even when Lin Beichen was about to take out a loudspeaker and start making trouble outside the temple, the limping Divine Builder Banyang finally appeared with the support of a dependent apprentice.
Lin Beichen was shocked when he saw it.
Because this god, one of the three great god builders in the god world, has completely changed from what he was a day ago.
Just like a refugee from the Ayi country in Africa who had just escaped from a fire, his head was covered with fever, his exposed scalp was as terrible as cracks on a dry riverbed, and the eyelashes and eyebrows of his left eye were also damaged.
Missing, half of his face was blackened...
what's the situation?
Lin Beichen hurriedly greeted him.
"Master, what are you..."
He was shocked and confused.
The God Builder won't miss it.
With the support of the family apprentice, Ban Yang gasped for air, his throat roared like a leaky bellows, and he looked like he was about to die on the spot.
After a long time, his breath became more stable, and then he took off a black box on his back, staggered, and threw it towards Lin Beichen...
Carrying the bag, Beichen subconsciously reached out to pick it up.
Click.
The box of unknown black material shattered instantly.
The silver light bursts out.
An unopened silver long...stick-shaped sword slipped out of the broken box.
Lin Beichen reacted very quickly and held the hilt of the sword with his backhand.
"Fuck..."
He uttered a curse word on the spot.
because……
Good weight.
So much so that the moment he held the silver stick-shaped sword, his whole body seemed to be holding on to an ancient sacred mountain. His body sank instantly, and his calves sank directly into the rocky ground, and a large swath of the surrounding stone surface was sunken downwards.
Spider web cracks…
Lin Beichen used his divine power to hold the sword.
Take a moment to adapt.
He picked up his sword and pulled himself out of the broken rock.
"This sword..."
He looked at the divine builder Ban Yang.
This sword is very strange.
The hilt of the sword is round, like a black branch. The texture is rough, and the friction is great when held in the palm. It has a faint cold feeling. The sword body is also slightly flat, with an oval cross-section, no edge, and is not opened.
The blade becomes thinner toward the front.
The tip of the sword is like the tip of a needle, extremely sharp.
Let's say it is a sword, without a blade.
Let's just say it's not a sword, the general shape is the same.
The color of the sword body is still silver.
It seems that this sword can only be used to stab people.
There is no way to chop it.
Lin Beichen thought about it and could only use one word to describe this sword——
non-mainstream.
Apart from the Shamate of the Burial Love family, only a handsome man like me who is astonishing to the heavens and weeps ghosts and gods can control this sword.
"This sword has not been cast yet."
The Divine Builder Ban Yang gasped.
Lin Beichen "!!!???"
What are you doing with it if it's not finished?
I didn't rush you.
"But it is my most satisfying work in the past ten years."
The divine builder Ban Yang looked at the non-mainstream sword, with a complex emotion in his eyes, like satisfaction, regret, and full of expectations.
"With my ability, I can only build it to this extent."
Ban Yang said with great regret: "I'm really willing to hand it into your hands, but I can't destroy the principles of the God Maker... Just take it and get out."