Nie Wuzhi said that dyed sand is not without merit. Whatever it is close to, it will have a certain temperament, and it also has some defensive capabilities.
Lin Ye thought, Ransha seemed to have come into contact with only low-level aircraft so far, and the number of times was very small.
If you really want to be close to something, then be close to him.
After all, in addition to absorbing the abilities of other aircraft, this thing is indeed a good defensive weapon.
For someone like him who can only win in close proximity, it is a great blessing that Ransha can withstand a few attacks from enemy aircraft.
So after much deliberation, Lin Ye felt that dyeing sand was quite suitable for him.
It’s not that it’s pretty, it’s that it suits me perfectly.
While he was thinking about this, he heard Nie Wuzhi say: "Dyeing sand is actually the most suitable for the lowest level warriors."
Lin Ye remained silent.
Nie Wuzhi said: "Especially the weakest person like Qimingjing Yimang."
Lin Ye remained silent.
Nie Wuzhi added: "I have never seen it, but as far as I know, dyed sand is a very fine and light grain of sand. For people with weak internal energy, they cannot control the aircraft, but they can control a grain of sand.
It’s not a problem at all. If you want to put it this way, Ransha can be regarded as the most powerful flightless aircraft in the Qiming Realm.”
Lin Ye said thank you in his heart, because of you, I feel warm...
He interrupted Nie Wuzhi: "Let's talk about forging weapons."
Nie Wuzhi: "You don't really have Ransha, do you?"
Lin Ye: "Hahahahaha... How can I have something that is suitable for the weakest person? I am not one."
Nie Wuzhi: "Well, then you really have it."
Lin Ye remained silent.
Nie Wuzhi: "If you have it, you can have it. But having said that, if you really have it, it would really match you. After all, you are the strongest Qiming realm one."
Lin Ye: "Send off guests."
Nie Wuzhi: "Okay, now let's talk about making weapons."
He asked Lin Ye to light as many lights as possible in the yard to make them brighter.
Lin Ye said: "Can't you do it in the house?"
Nie Wuzhi looked at the house: "Your house is quite nice. It's a newly built house. It won't be good if it's blown up."
Lin Ye: “!!!!!”
Nie Wuzhi said: "Nothing is absolute. I can guarantee you 99%, but I cannot guarantee 100%. You understand what I mean."
Lin Ye: "Zinai, see the guests off."
Nie Wuzhi: "..."
He really wanted to practice his skills. After all, in Shangyang Palace, he could not tolerate such things.
He wants to try everything and learn everything. This is his character.
Now that he has this opportunity, of course he will not be sent away so easily.
So he immediately said: "If I can't make something that satisfies you, I will give Zina a good aircraft as compensation in the future."
Lin Ye thought for a while and nodded: "Keep your word."
Nie Wuzhi: "That's natural. I swear in the name of Shangyang Palace. If I break my promise, there will be thunder and lightning in the sky."
Lin Ye's eyes widened and he said to himself, Nie Wuzhi, Nie Wuzhi, you are worthy of being the beloved disciple of the Priest of Tianshui Cliff.
Lin Ye lit many torches in the yard, making it look as bright as day.
He asked: "What now?"
Nie Wuzhi said while reading the weapon book: "There is a magic circle in the furnace. You only need to inject internal energy to activate the magic circle to smelt the materials."
He put the book in his arms: "Simple."
Then he opened the lid of the stove: "I'll activate the stove, and you throw those daggers in."
Lin Ye motioned to Zinai and Lao Chen to stay away, and picked up the dog to stay away.
This Nie Wuzhi usually seems to be quite reliable, but now he is not reliable at all.
If you blow up a house, you can build it again, but what if you blow up a person, and you can't blow up a dog.
Lin Ye remembered something, turned around and took out a shield from the three pockets.
He found this in the Order Building. He didn't know what material it was made of. In short, anything he could find on the fifth floor was probably not ordinary.
He protected himself with his shield: "Let's get started."
Nie Wuzhi put his hands on the stove and injected his inner strength, and the circle around the stove gradually lit up with brilliance. After about three to five breaths, dense starlight lit up again on the stove.
Nie Wuzhi looked at Lin Ye: "You can let him go."
Lin Ye held a shield in one hand and grabbed a short knife with the other hand and threw it in.
There was a slight buzzing sound in the furnace, as if a relatively large flying insect was constantly circling.
After a while, the buzzing sound disappeared. Lin Ye poked his head out from behind the shield and found that the furnace was empty.
He asked: "Where is my knife?"
Nie Wuzhi nodded: "Yes, where's your knife?"
Nie Wuzhi is as smart as he is and so knowledgeable, but this is really his shortcoming.
Lin Ye looked at him: "I didn't expect that you were just bragging about turning a gold-grade aircraft into a blue-grade aircraft."
Nie Wuzhi: "No, it was just someone who gave me some advice that day."
Lin Ye: "Where is the person who gave you advice?"
As soon as he finished asking, he heard someone reply: "Here."
A figure flew in lightly from outside the courtyard wall, and when it landed, it was actually carrying a gust of fragrant wind.
Lin Ye was no longer a stickman when he came to Yunzhou. He knew that girls would have a certain fragrance.
His wife had it, and his aunt also had it. That time his aunt took him to a brothel, and the aroma there was even stronger.
Although the aroma in the brothel was strong, it seemed a bit inferior.
The fragrance of this woman who landed on the ground far exceeded any woman Lin Ye had ever come into contact with before.
Moreover, this aroma is not strong, but refreshing.
It's like walking in a garden with hundreds of flowers blooming. You don't have to deliberately stretch your nose to smell a particular flower.
As long as you walk among them, the fragrance of flowers will penetrate your nose, and it is a fragrance that Lin Ye has never smelled before.
When Nie Wuzhi saw this person arriving, he quickly leaned over and said, "Senior sister."
Even Nie Wuzhi was so polite, and Lin Ye also cupped his fists and saluted.
The woman glanced at the stove: "Are you just ruining things like this?"
Lin Ye said: "He did waste things. I went in with a short knife and everything was gone."
The woman said: "What I said is that he ruined my stove."
She looks to be around 25 or 26 years old. She is wearing a white gauze skirt. She moves like falling snow and is as quiet as cold plum blossoms.
In such a late night, most people wearing white clothes like this can still fly.
There is about a 70% chance that she is a Piao, but she only has the aura of immortality in her body.
Nie Wuzhi quickly introduced: "This is the Dharma-recording priest of Shangyang Palace, Lu Yunga."
Lin Ye clasped his fists again: "I have met the priest."
There is a unique place in Shangyang Palace called the Law Recording Department. The highest status in the Recording Department is the Law Recording Priest.
There are law-recording priests in Shangyang Palaces in various places. In terms of grade, the law-recording priests are almost the same as the blue-robed priests.
However, in various Shangyang palaces, except for the priests, no one can order the law recording department to do things.
Nie Wuji called her senior sister, but in fact Lu Yunjia was not considered a disciple of Shangyang Palace.
To put it simply, most of the people in the Law Department are external personnel from Shangyang Palace.
It's a special recruitment.
What matters most is naturally their ability to make weapons, and there are also other people with extraordinary abilities.
At this moment, Lin Ye suddenly thought of a question. Nie Wuzhi said that he had stolen the furnace.
This fairy-like and cold and arrogant woman said that this stove belongs to her.
So, Lin Ye looked at Nie Wuzhi. Nie Wuzhi seemed to understand Lin Ye's thoughts, so he turned away from Lin Ye.
With his guilty conscience, Lin Ye probably understood that Nie Wuzhi probably stole more than just a furnace.
"Sister."
Nie Wuzhi quickly changed the subject, pointed at the daggers and said, "They want to smelt these daggers into a weapon."
Lu Yunjia: "So many, if they are smelted into one piece, who will use them?"
Lin Ye pointed at Zinai: "She."
Lu Yunjia frowned: "Just kidding."
After saying that, he turned around and left: "I don't have time to play around with you, Nie Wuzhi. Just send it back to me the same way you stole my furnace."
Lin Ye was startled, wondering if he had guessed wrong and it was really stolen?
Nie Wuzhi quickly said to Lin Ye: "Senior sister is a trustworthy person, please let Zina show it to you."
Lin Ye looked at Zinai, who sighed.
She walked over to the stone mill, lifted it up with one hand, symbolically lifted it seven or eight times, and then put it down again.
Then walk back.
Nie Wuzhi thought it was not enough, so he added, "If you show me more, the stone mill doesn't look heavy enough."
Zina looked around and saw that there was nothing heavier than a stone mill in the yard, and then she caught a glimpse of the donkey.
The donkey also saw her glancing at him, so he shrank back.
She walked over silently, picked up the donkey and put it on the stone mill. The donkey didn't even dare to breathe.
Then she lifted the stone mill and the donkey with one hand several times.
Lu Yunjia, such a cold and arrogant woman... her eyes lit up. She was not surprised. She was appreciative, but not just appreciative.
She walked slowly back to the stove, took some powder from the brocade bag hanging on her waist and sprinkled it in, then held the stove with both hands.
"Those daggers are made of ordinary material. They are made of star-shaped iron with a lot of impurities and smelted into a lot of ordinary iron. Not much is left after being refined."
The furnace is under her palm, shining brightly.
After a while, the densely packed star points on the stove began to rotate, going around and around, extremely bright.
When the stove was running, Lu Yunjia let go of his hand and said, "Put the things in."
Nie Wuzhi, who usually seemed a bit arrogant, looked like a follower to Lu Yunjia.
He quickly went over and threw those daggers into the furnace. Soon after a dagger entered the furnace, it was only about the size of a fingertip.
Lu Yunjia said: "The grade is too low, is there anything else?"
Nie Wuzhi: "It should be gone."
Lu Yunjia: "You can't achieve anything by practicing that. Star-patterned iron is barely considered a purple-grade thing. These are mixed..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly saw the shield in Lin Ye's hand.
"This is barely enough."
Lu Yunjia stepped over, took the shield, and threw it into the furnace.
Lin Ye: "????"
He reacted and brought the bags over: "Priest, please take a look and see if there is anything else that can be smelted."
Lu Yunjia looked down for a while and frowned: "It's not eye-catching."
Then I saw the lavender piccolo: "This is barely enough."
Then he threw it into the furnace.
Zina: "Ah?!"
Lu Yunjia seems to like Zinai a little, probably because Zinai is a little girl.
She asked: "What's wrong?"
Zina: "I like that, and I also like that color."
Lu Yunjia said: "The little girl is troublesome. I will use a piccolo to melt a bow on your weapon later."
Zina: "Ah?!"
Lu Yunjia signaled Lin Ye to pour out everything in his pocket, but she glanced at it for a few times and then lost interest.
Then I walked around the yard with my hands behind my back, but found nothing, and I became more and more disappointed.
She said to Zina: "Is there just so much stuff? You can't make any good weapons."
Before Zinai could speak, Lu Yunjia suddenly frowned, and she felt something was wrong.
There was something covered with a tarpaulin on one side of the yard. When she walked over, she waved her hand and the tarpaulin was blown away.
The stone statue was exposed, and Lu Yunjia walked around it and nodded: "This is still barely enough."
Then, he came back holding the stone statue in one hand.
She pushed the stone statue head down into the furnace, causing the furnace to vibrate.
Lu Yunjia frowned slightly and looked at the stove. Lin Ye and the others thought she was worried that the stove would be damaged.
After a while, Lu Yunjia looked at Nie Wuzhi: "I remember there are three more of these things in Tianshui Cliff?"