Mr. Chen, who had acquired a big business with the help of noble people, immediately started drawing sketches after returning home.
By the time of dinner, two sets of sword design plans had been decided.
Shopkeeper Hong did not disclose too much information about the customers. He could only rely on the harsh comments on the drawings and the few requests to figure it out on his own, analyzing the vague feelings that the customers really needed but could not express.
He decided to design a bold new style that broke through the sky.
The other one is a little more conservative, but still novel enough, flashy and elegant.
He made two preparations to ensure that his business would be closed safely this time. Shopkeeper Hong gave him too much.
I was so busy that it was almost midnight and I drew two sets of patterns that I was most satisfied with.
Chen Mou blew out the oil lamp, took a three-foot-long piece of wood, and crossed to the top of the cliff.
It was still some time before noon. He threw up the oak tree as thick as a sea bowl in his hand, used his left hand to lightly perform the photographing technique, and his right hand to push the breathing technique. The force was directed forward and reversed. This was a technical activity.
The wood rolled and flew in the air, flying about three feet around his body, but did not hit the ground.
Less than half an hour later, the wooden block exploded with a bang, and debris fell to the glass floor.
Chen Mou is very satisfied with his basic spells that complement each other. As his cultivation level increases, his spiritual consciousness becomes stronger and his power gradually manifests. He does not worry about the consumption of mental energy. At the peak where the fire spirit energy is abundant, he only needs to spend half of his time meditating.
It can be restored.
There is no need to clean up the fallen debris on the ground.
By tomorrow, no trace will be left.
The 300-foot glazed floor within the stone pillar array can slowly corrode and swallow up all foreign objects, including iron tools, jade, copper coins, gold and silver and other objects left on the ground during his experiments. Apart from being harmless to him, it seems that even magic weapons are not immune.
He was reluctant to try using magic weapons.
Watching the shadow of the stone pillar shrink a little bit, and then move a little bit in the other direction.
Another fruitless day.
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A remote yard in the southeast of Fang City.
Meng Tianxiu was completely naked, soaked in cold potion, and an illusory old woman's face floated in front of the bucket.
"The thief who poisoned your brother has been captured. He will be executed in a few days and your revenge will be avenged. Today during the day, you dare to take advantage of my lack of control over you and deliberately attract the attention of your pretty face concubine. Hmph, if I hadn't been in time
Wake up...you can ignore these old bodies. Within a year, you must improve this physical body to the perfection of Qi refining."
The imaginary old woman threatened with pity: "With the body of a fallen flower and a willow, you have no choice but to cultivate a ghost body. You don't have to worry about death even if you want to die for a moment. If you offend me, your soul will be separated from your body and you will be burned to death for a hundred days.
The worst that can happen is that I will have to change my skin. There are not many female cultivators in the city, but there are still a few that are suitable."
Meng Tianxiu washed her hands with water and slowly washed her delicate skin.
She ignored the threats and chatter of the illusory old woman. After hearing it too much, it was just that. It wasn't that the old ghost didn't want to change her skin, but that she couldn't bear to part with her water-yin ghost body.
She endured the humiliation and lived an ignoble life for nearly a year, and she couldn't die even if she wanted to.
After learning the "Water Yin Ghost Technique", she became a ghost cultivator. As a result, she could use her body to compete with the disembodied old ghosts, and she would not be completely manipulated by the old ghosts and had no power to resist.
During the day, when the old ghost is weak, she has more freedom and does not dare to run around.
She no longer wants to die. She wants to find an opportunity to kill the old ghost and avenge her brother and herself.
The old ghost wants to fatten her up and then fuse her with her. Don't think that she has no idea, so just wait and see.
The Shuiyin ghost body belongs to her, and at worst, she will die together with the old ghost.
A few days ago, the old ghost used her body to plant the Lost Soul Ghost Curse in the bodies of several men. Every now and then, two of them would go out into the wild to devour the soul essence and blood and become the remnant soul nourishment of the old ghost. She passively obtained some leftovers.
Soup benefits.
She had no sympathy for those men who lost their lives carelessly.
If you die under the peonies, your spirit and soul will be destroyed, and you are not qualified to be a ghost.
I heard that the limelight is very tight these days, and the experts in the city are conducting secret inspections, and the old ghost does not dare to make any more moves.
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At noon the next day, Chen Mou came to the Forging Pavilion in advance. After meeting with shopkeeper Hong, he spread out the scroll of pattern paper he brought in the side room.
Hong Renche fixed his eyes on the first flame-like sword figure. The most peculiar thing was that on the left and right sides, there were two double images of flames with different shapes, echoing the main shape. The contrast between the virtual and the real produced different fantasy effects.
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He thought in a low voice: "The sword of double shadow... is a bit difficult to refine. It is indeed a wonderful idea. It can be combined into five layers of flame attacks. Let me think about how to fully utilize the power of the heavy sword.
Show it off..."
He pressed one hand on the edge of the drawing and raised his left hand to stop Chen Mou from explaining the design intention.
The old shopkeeper was delighted to see Lie Xin. He wanted to use his hundreds of years of knowledge and superb weapon refining skills to figure out the treasures on the drawing. Brother Mou's habit was to only draw a picture without drawing the decomposition and refining diagram. He
Already knew this.
The strange and novel style of the sword in front of him touched him quite a bit.
Chen Mou shut up obediently. In fact, he only drew a flame-shaped sword. He made layers of flame blooming shapes on the sword. He wanted change, innovation and complexity. The double images on both sides were just the effect he wanted to express.
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It seemed that Shopkeeper Hong had misunderstood him and refused to let him explain.
How could he design five overlapping blades on a sword? He was not an amateur at forging weapons, so he did it knowing that it was impossible to do.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, shopkeeper Hong praised: "The five elements are hidden, unique and wonderful!"
I don’t know where the old man saw it, but there were five elements hidden in the five flaming sword shapes?
Chen Mou was looking sideways and vertically, but he couldn't see the wonderful idea he was hiding.
He admitted that his knowledge was shallow and that he was far from the elder Jin Dan, and he looked at the old man with admiration.
You explained it well, please say a few more words.
Shopkeeper Hong looked very excited. He held up the drawing and said to Chen Mou: "Good boy, you really have it. It has opened my eyes and made me knowledgeable. Magic weapons can be refined like this. You can go back first. This business will definitely be a success."
Already."
He still needs to be alone for a while.
Some details, the more deeply you ponder them, the more endless their lasting appeal becomes.
Chen Mougong cupped his hands, turned around with a smile, opened the door and walked out without any nonsense.
Let the old shopkeeper finish everything. His silence is golden, and the business was completed without saying a word.
Is this considered the highest state of doing business?
Passing by the torture platform, I saw several hanging criminals who had been detained and guarded for a long time. There were mottled brown blood stains on the high platform.
Most of the monks on the street talked about the seven thieves, but no one mentioned the monks from the two shops who were involved. They guessed that the secret was not known to outsiders, and if there were any problems, they were solved internally.
I bought a lot of wine, meat and cooked food, and will invite Mr. Mo and his family to have a lively gathering later.
This is also Mr. Chen's habit. If he is in a good mood, he doesn't need to say it out loud. He shares it in this way.
At noon the next day, after receiving a summons from shopkeeper Hong, Chen Mou rushed to the Forging Arms Pavilion. The two of them closed the door and drank tea in the side room.
"I sold all the two drawings you drew to you. Two thousand spiritual stones were exchanged for two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones. Let's take a look."
Shopkeeper Hong took out a small bag and pushed it to Chen Mou opposite with a smile.
What circulates in the market are low-grade spiritual stones, which monks usually call "spiritual stones". In fact, spiritual stones are divided into low-grade, medium-grade and high-grade. From bottom to top, there is a ratio of ten to one.
Chen Mou picked up the bag and put it into his sleeve. He didn't expect that shopkeeper Hong would give him such a big surprise. He picked up the tea cup with his right hand and held it with his left hand, and said with a smile: "I borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. Thank you for your care."
It takes no effort to make money, and making money takes no effort. The key is to follow the right person.
Next time something good like this happens, feel free to look for him.
This is much faster than grabbing money.
Of course, the spiritual stones came quickly and were spent quickly. He had long wanted to buy a protective magic weapon.
Weird things were happening in the city one after another, and he couldn't protect himself enough when he was making money.
He would not completely entrust his own safety to the hands of others. When encountering danger, he must have the strength to resist. If he is instantly killed by his opponent with one move, it will be in vain even if he possesses the ancient jade and can be invisible.
"Brother Mou, you're welcome. This is what you deserve. Our friendship is friendship, and business is business. You helped the Forging Pavilion get two big orders. I want to thank you, please!"
Hong Renche touched the tea cup lightly to the other side, drank the tea in one gulp, and said something softly.