Lin Su began to collect high-quality weapon-making materials, and the scope expanded from Anyang County to the entire Liangzhou. Although the blood-tempered steel of the sword was rare, it was not top-notch. If he could get the Phoenix Nirvana Divine Iron, he would not mind using the blood to make it.
The Shadow Sword was melted and recast.
The elixirs are divided into upper, middle and lower levels, and the same goes for the gold and iron used to make weapons. The lowest level is ordinary iron, followed by black iron and fine gold. This type can be called "jing", and ordinary iron and gold can be obtained through thousands of hammerings. Then go to the outer world.
Dark iron, mithril, and blood-tempered steel are called "spirits". They come from heaven and earth after tens of millions of years or fly from the sky. The weapon refiner carefully forges them, and then is cared for and cultivated by the master. Over time, the weapon spirit is born, like a blood shadow.
The sword soul in the sword. Finally, there is the Phoenix Nirvana Divine Iron, the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron, the Mother Gold of Heaven and Earth. It is also a very rare existence in the world. Most of them are named "god". Such treasures are real treasures of heaven and earth. They can be encountered
And cannot be asked for.
As his achievements increased, Lin Su's vision also improved. What Yu Zichong was holding was the famous Changchun Sword. The sword was made of black iron and mithril. I heard that the blade was mixed with a grain of heaven and earth as big as a thumb.
Mother Gold, Lin Su naturally has a little bit of longing for those heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Weapons are extensions of limbs. If he has a magic sword that can cut iron as well as clay, and the old woman confronts him again, he will be able to severely injure her.
As soon as the wind was released, Yayuan was almost trampled to pieces. In the land of Liangzhou, people from all the counties and counties in the south and north came to give away treasures, especially Anyang County was the most crazy.
The families in the county have long planned to make friends with Lin Su, but they have never been able to find an opportunity. What do people who practice martial arts like? It must be martial arts. Lin Su is a person from Shaolin, and ordinary things cannot enter him.
His eyes were profound and no one wanted to sell them, so they thought about it and had no choice.
But today, Lin Su was looking for the best weapon refining products in Liangzhou. This was a good excuse. Money for the skills was not available, so how could he not buy the gold, silver, copper and iron for the weapon refining?
As long as he builds a relationship with Lin Su, or makes the other party owe him a favor, this deal will definitely be a good deal.
Gao Huang arrived first and called to Lin Su: "Brother Lin, when you came back a few days ago, I was out on a mission and I couldn't help you. I'm really sorry. I heard that you were searching for people above the spiritual level all over the world.
The material, luckily, I just have one on hand."
Gao Huang took out a piece of Mithril as big as his fist, and then took out a piece of "Orichalcum" as big as a person's head, and said with a smile: "Mithril is a gift from an old friend of mine. I will borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and give them to you. Anyway, when it comes to me
The pearls in your hands are covered with dust, so don’t refuse.”
After cupping his hand, Lin Su accepted the mithril generously, "Thank you, Brother Gao, for the gift. Forging weapons requires a lot of treasures. I am very grateful."
Gao Huang added: "Mr. Yan Shi asked me to give this burning copper to you. He is sitting in Epiphyllum Pavilion and can't leave, so he asked me to hand over this thing on his behalf."
Lin Su thanked Gao Huang again and invited Gao Huang to take the seat. He was also unambiguous, took out a bottle of elixir, and said: "I don't have much in my body, and Brother Gao will not want ordinary things like gold and silver. Only
You can take the elixir. This bottle of Taiqing Dan is just like the Baicao Dan. It also has the effect of increasing your skill. If Brother Gao doesn't mind it, please accept it."
Hearing this, Gao Huang was still planning to refuse. If I give you mithril and you return a bottle of elixir, wouldn't that be a deal? He stood up and said displeasedly: "Brother Lin, how can you, Brother Gao, be that kind of person? When you
You tried your best when you helped me, how could I give you mithril just because I wanted your elixir?"
Lin Su smiled apologetically and said: "I know that Brother Gao is not that kind of person, and this bottle of elixir is not a bargaining chip for mithril trading. You gave me mithril as a gift, and I have to express it. This bottle of elixir is not too precious."
, please take it, Brother Gao, do you think you dislike this bottle of elixir too much?"
Gao Huang silenced Lin Su with his words. When he opened his mouth, he couldn't find any words to refute. He immediately laughed and said: "Since Brother Lin has said so, I will be rude if I don't accept it. Okay, accept it."
Now, please congratulate me on my promotion to the Xuan level."
Until noon, Lin Su met with people from more than a dozen families, most of whom were small local families in Anyang County. They gave him heavy gifts, some of which were mithril, some of which were black iron, some of which were burnt copper, and some of which were blood-tempered steel.
One person even took out the ten-thousand-year-old cold iron that had been treasured by his family for hundreds of years, although it was only as big as an index finger.
Lin Su didn't just exchange elixirs with others. When he met someone who established his clan through martial arts, he would give one or two Taiqing Pills in return. When he met someone who established his clan through business, he would make a promise, as long as he didn't violate the conscience of heaven and earth and didn't violate the laws.
, he always does one thing for others.
The man who donated ten thousand years of cold iron got three promises from Lin Su and smiled from ear to ear. What else could a piece of scrap iron left in the ancestral hall do except serve as a place for people to watch and attract thieves? Take a piece of scrap iron
In exchange for the three promises of talents on the Tiger List, this is a guaranteed profit. Lin Su has not fought with anyone for a year. Who knows how far his strength has reached. Besides, he is only twenty now. In a few years
, this promise is a big price increase, and it may become the promise of the Dragon List master.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and it didn't stop until half a month later. Lin Su could hardly count how many favors he had given out. Of course, the benefits were also huge.
The dazzling array of copper and iron is sorted out. In total, there are thirty-seven kilograms and six taels of heavenly black iron, eleven kilograms and two taels of mithril, three kilograms and seven taels of blood-tempered steel, eighty-two kilograms and nine taels of burning copper, and six thousand-year cold iron.
money.
Just burning copper and forging two swords is more than enough, let alone other treasures.
There is only one famous weapon refining master in Anyang County. It can be said that all the current weapon refining masters in Anyang County are his disciples and grandsons. That man has real materials. Even the Shaolin abbot’s Zen staff was made by him himself.
Forged.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Who is it?" A boy opened the door and asked when he saw the person coming: "Who are you?"
Lin Su cupped his hands and said, "I came to see Master Fang Zhongfang to forge weapons."
The boy said: "Master no longer refines weapons, please come back."
With that said, the boy was about to close the door.
Lin Su grabbed the door with one hand and said with a smile: "I heard that Master Fang has a rule. If the materials are of excellent quality, he will personally refine the weapon. I wonder if he takes it seriously?"
The boy pondered and said angrily: "Master did have this rule in the early years, but now, Master has become more senior and rarely refines weapons. It is all done by my senior brother. If you have any materials, I will report it to Master."
"Ten thousand years of cold iron."
The boy ran away in a flash. Not long after, there were rapid footsteps, and an old man said anxiously: "Where are the people? You won't drive them away, will you?"
When Lin Su saw the door open, he saluted the old man, "Junior Lin Su has met Master Fang."
The old man was about seventy years old. He was energetic and did not look old at all. He was as energetic as a middle-aged man. He waved his hand and said, "Do you really have ten thousand years of cold iron?"
"Yes." Lin Su took out the piece of ten-thousand-year-old cold iron.
The boy took a look and realized something big had happened. You kid, you said you had tens of thousands of years of cold iron, but it turned out that you only had this little bit, which was barely enough to make a few embroidery needles. You pissed off the master, but what should you do?
The old man stroked it in surprise and muttered: "It is really cold iron for ten thousand years, but it is a pity that it is missing a little."
The boy said: "Master, I'm afraid this person is not here to ask you to refine weapons. How can anything be made from such a small piece of ten thousand-year-old cold iron?"
Hearing this, the old man rewarded the boy with a chestnut and said, "Tong'er, ten thousand years of cold iron is rare and rare. Even if a weapon refiner has the chance to see such a piece in his life, his life will be in vain. A magic weapon forged entirely from god-level materials can be used with just one slap."
To count, as far as I know, there are only the Ziyun Sword passed down by the masters of the Quanzhen Sect and the crazy mad sword used by Qi Renkuang of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I don’t expect to have such an opportunity to see the gods several times in my life.
Chapter completed!