"Calm down, baby." Glancing at the manic swordsman, the old boxer gave a calm admonishment. "Even if it is a superior spiritual weapon, it is natural for problems to occur when you use it like you do. If it doesn't work, I can stay and continue.
Exploration, you first go back to the plains to find the old lame man to repair the sword."
"It will take at least half a month to get back and forth from Pingyuan. Besides, the Shuanglan sword cannot be repaired immediately..." The double swordsman Zuo comforted the two swords on his waist, gritting his teeth with an expression of extra regret. "It would be better to do this than this.
Let’s get a Lingwu from Liyang first and use it together.”
"Using them together? Baby, you think you have a long life!" The old boxer rolled his eyes and cut off his thoughts on the spot. "What is the relationship between the military envoy and Lingwu? Do you want me to teach you? As soon as the Shuanglan sword is released.
You can't even cut down the stone monsters, and you want to switch to other spiritual weapons to attack the Chaos Ruins? I'm afraid that just two ghost armor soldiers will beat you into rubble."
"Then what do you want me to do!?" The two-swordsman, who was unable to advance or retreat, could no longer suppress his anger and yelled out. "It is obvious that Wenjun is trapped in Chaos Ruins, and his life or death is uncertain! Am I just going to wait like this without doing anything?
Are you waiting for those guys to help me rescue her?"
Speaking of urgency, Zuo An suddenly pulled out the Shuanglan sword from his waist and threw it out as if to vent his anger. He saw the thrown Shuanglan sword spinning around and inserting it into the tree trunk, while the other fell into the tree trunk.
In the bushes nearby, Gu Chen happened to be not far from the bushes. He was startled by the actions of the double swordsmen, but he quickly reacted.
"Is it a loss of spiritual power?"
Lingwu is a weapon forged by a master. Unlike consumable elixirs, the weapon can be used repeatedly, but since it is an object, it must have its physical limits. Especially Lingwu, which is frequently used in high-intensity battles.
It is not uncommon for malfunctions due to physical wear and tear. Even if there is no malfunction, neglect of maintenance will lead to a decline in the performance of the spirit weapon, and the combat effectiveness of the weapon will also be greatly reduced.
For example, even if the red fish hated the master's flame magician so much, he had to find someone to maintain the Yan Wa staff regularly. As for the Shuanglan sword made by Shang, it followed Zuo An in the palace.
It is natural that if you fight hard all day long, your durability will soon be exhausted to the limit.
Gu Chen squinted his eyes and looked at a Lan Sword in the bushes. He saw that although the Lan Sword was not damaged in appearance, the brilliant fire inside it had become like an oil lamp that was about to burn out. It was extremely weak. Looking at the Lan Sword
Gu Chen subconsciously thought of the weak radiant fire in his arms with the stag dagger whose purpose was unknown.
The elixir yunqi is essentially a creation born from the weaving of the spiritual Brahma, and the inner brilliant fire is the essence of the yunqi. Since Tiger Balm can make the Stag Dagger look brand new, the pair of Shuanglan Swords should also have the same effect.
The effect. Thinking like this, Gu Chen had an idea in his mind, so he went over to pick up the Shuanglan Sword in the bushes.
"My friend, your treatment of Lingwu is too rough."
"...Who are you?"
Zuo An glared fiercely at Gu Chen, who was walking over. It was not the first time that he and Gu Chen had met, but at that time he was seriously injured and fainted, so he had never seen Gu Chen's face. However, the old boxer was quite fond of the gentle young man in front of him.
impression.
"Is it the driver?"
"Long time no see, Mr. Yuan." Gu Chen bowed his hands respectfully to the old boxer.
He had previously learned from Huang Xiong and others that the old boxer was a high-ranking military envoy who was one of the Eight Horsemen. Although he seemed to have withdrawn from the front line and cultivated underachievers, he still enjoyed considerable fame among the countries. And according to reports
Gu Chen saw with his own eyes that the strength of the old boxer was by no means declining as rumored.
"Brother is in business? Are you coming to Chaos Realm to join in the fun this time?"
The old boxer was very polite and obviously had a good impression of Gu Chen.
"Old man, who is he?"
Zuo An was somewhat surprised to see that Gu Chen actually met the old boxer.
"Last time we escaped from the Realm of Chaos, it was this little brother who helped us and took us to Liyang City in a cage car." The old boxer introduced Zuo An, and then flicked his fingers as if remembering. "By the way, little one.
Brother, I heard that there is a cage truck shop run by a master in this forest, I wonder if it is true or not?"
"Yes, yes..." Gu Chen was about to introduce himself, but was unexpectedly interrupted by the double swordsman.
"Even if there is a master, that guy is from the alchemy department, right? I don't want to hand over the Shuanglan Sword to someone whose background is unknown." Zuo An snorted and took back the Shuanglan Sword from Gu Chen, although his attitude was somewhat atrocious.
He was irritable, but what he said was not unreasonable.
Even if they are both masters, the alchemist and the forger are two systems that are incompatible with each other. And even for the forger, there are probably only a handful of people who can repair the spirit weapon. For those who regard the spirit weapon as a half body
Of course, as a valued military envoy, you cannot just give away half of your body casually.
"...That's impossible to say."
For Gu Chen, there was of course no reason to be hot-faced and stand on the bench, but after all, it was about the lives of his partners, so he could understand the reason why the two-swordsman was angry, so he waved his hands calmly.
"What?" Zuo An was stunned when he heard this.
"With all due respect, Brother Zuo An's spirit weapon looks intact, but its internal content has been greatly consumed. It should be unusable, right?" Gu Chen glanced at the Shuanglan sword and said frankly. "What if.
If you can trust Brother Zuo An, you might as well give me half a day and I should be able to think of something."
"Think of something?" Even the old boxer cast a surprised look. "Hey, little brother, who are you?"
"I'm Gu Chen, it's the master who runs the carriage shop here." Gu Chen cupped his hands, looking calm and clear.
………………
The cage truck shop in the grove welcomed a new customer in the morning.
The visitor is none other than the Zuo'an Group who made a big splash in the battle against Chaos Ruins. Unlike most of the second-rate pioneer groups that gathered in the grove, the Zuo'an Group, with its Eight Horses at its command and its own extraordinary strength, has undoubtedly become a first-rate pioneer among the pioneers.
Rank. Pioneers are the group that respects strength the most. The fact that a first-class pioneer group came to set up camp made the pioneers in the camp who had not yet set out become nervous.
"Hey, isn't that Zuo'an's group?"
"Look at that tail, that hair... that's Kamiyabiru-senpai!?"
"I heard that they stay in Chaos Ruins morning and night. What are they doing here?"
The pioneers whispered and looked at the group of people in awe, but they were ignored by the people involved.
After a while, under the uneasy gaze of the pioneers, Zuo'an's group sat on the ground outside the cage cart shop. Among them, the two swordsmen leaned against the cage cart shop and stared fiercely at the tent not far away. The tent was not far away.
The female swordsman stood guard in front of her, stroking the thunder sword with one hand, and returned the sight of the two swordsmen with an unwavering and awe-inspiring attitude.
The two high-ranking swordsmen stared at each other, their focused gazes clashing in the air like invisible sword lights. Although there was no thunderous sound, the fierce evil aura that spread around made the little white ape who came over to bring the tea be fascinated by it.