The afternoon was supposed to be the time when Princess Qingling came to take a medicinal bath. However, it was said that something happened in the Yuanding Imperial City. It seemed that there was another disturbance about the last battle between Princess Qingling and Huayue Kingdom.
, the people of Huayue did not admit their account, thinking that Princess Qingling won by using an outside trick, which was unfair, so they regretted not fulfilling the bet of the fight and marrying their own princess to Nanyuan Kingdom.
It was Xiao Shu who came to tell Zhang Yan about this matter. But Princess Qingling left in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to say hello to Zhang Yan.
So Zhang Yan spent the whole afternoon in the small stone building of Zangfeng Building. He Xianghong, who was watching from the side, was either writing and drawing on the paper, or he was directly shooting out the black and white elixir fire from his body and then burning the corners.
The iron ingots inside were melted and pulled freely, and slowly you could see the shape of a metal arm.
This scene made He Xianghong quite excited. He knew very well that the metal arm that only had the appearance of it must have been made for him by Zhang Yan, because the wooden model from the very beginning was made by measuring the broken part of his arm.
In addition, He Xianghong was so shocked by Zhang Yan's weapon refining technique that he almost bit his tongue.
If someone had told him before that he could instantly melt dozens of kilograms of iron with a strange black and white flame coming out of his palm, and that he could pull out various shapes he wanted out of thin air without an anvil, he would not have believed it.
. Now I can see with my own eyes that those hands did not even touch the hot molten iron, as if there was some invisible force between them.
Seeing this, He Xianghong couldn't help but think that those powerful weapons that were desired by warriors outside were forged in this way? This was completely different from the forging of weapons in his impression.
He Xianghong even wondered in his heart: Is this still considered a forging of weapons?
Of course, this is not a weapon forging, but a weapon refining. However, this method has never appeared in the Wild Sky Realm. As a result, some inferior magical weapons are chased as sharp weapons. And Zhang Yan did not explain it. He believed that in the future
People in the Wild Sky Realm will gradually understand that what he took out is completely different from the so-called forged weapons from the beginning.
A layman can watch the fun, but an expert can see the door. It seems that Zhang Yan has made the main body of the metal arm, but in fact it is not a main body at all. It is just a very rough metal shape, but it has all the parts of a human arm.
The joints can only move. It lacks a driving formation, a key conversion formation that is connected to the body's meridians and physical induction, and even the weight of this arm is too heavy.
To solve these troubles, we have to do it bit by bit. Even many of the details have exceeded the limits of Zhang Yan's current weapon-making skills. He must improve through continuous learning before he can do it.
After thinking about it all afternoon, Zhang Yan was pinched by at least five key details and had no choice but to give up. The black and white elixir in his hand fiercely swallowed the entire metal arm, and when he retracted it in the blink of an eye, only a piece on the ground that had changed back to its original appearance was left.
Iron ingots. This scene once again made He Xianghong's eyes twitch. He was even more shocked by the black and white flames. He was so shocked that he could not only control such terrifying flames freely, but also take them back into his body. He was so shocked that he didn't know how to describe it.
Of course, Zhang Yan had no intention of explaining to He Xianghong.
"Let's go back with me. You can buy some bedding by yourself. From now on, you can be a nursing home in my house. There is no need to follow me everywhere. If you have nothing to do, just practice at home." After saying this, Zhang Yan raised a black hand.
The porcelain bottle fell into He Xianghong's hands. He then said: "There are two bone-strengthening pills in it. I will give you some money when you go back. You can buy Jingu Powder to strengthen the muscles and bones yourself, and then take this pill when the breakthrough is approaching.
Bone-Strengthening Pill. It depends on your foundation. The Kaiyuan Realm will not be your end point. Let’s rush into the Tongqiao Realm first.”
"This... this... I don't dare to take it!" He Xianghong heard that the thing in the black porcelain bottle was actually the Bone Strengthening Pill. He was so frightened that his hands shook and almost fell to the ground. Then he knelt down quickly.
, put his head on the ground, held the porcelain bottle, and didn't dare to ask for it at all. He felt that Zhang Yan was testing him. He was worried that if he took it, Zhang Yan would give him a taste of the "soft bones" of the incense stick.
That's too miserable.
"Just take it if I tell you to."
He Xianghong wanted to say more, but when he raised his head and saw that Zhang Yan had opened the folding fan and walked out of the stone house, he knew that he was not qualified to refuse. He quickly got up and followed him. His heart was so complicated that it was difficult to express.
After returning home, I finally introduced the slave He Xianghong to the family. Wang Lanping pulled him aside and interrogated him for a long time. Because Wang Lanping could see that although "Old He" was respectful, he didn't even dare to hold his back when speaking.
To be honest, I am scared to my core of my second son. But he is definitely not a good person.
There are some evil people whose evil is hidden behind their good faces, making it difficult for people to notice. But He Xianghong is the kind of person whose evil is on his face and who walks down the street with a menacing look that makes people avoid him.
It took a lot of effort for Zhang Yan to comfort Wang Lanping. Then He Xianghong moved into a utility room next to the door of Zhang's house. There was only room for a small bed. He Xianghong was relieved about this.
Looking at the Bone Strengthening Pill still in my arms, this kind of small room should be treated like a slave.
However, the thick stack of money bills he got in his hand after the meal made He Xianghong understand that what Zhang Yan said before was not meant to be a joke. The money was just for him to find connections to buy Jingu Powder at an increased price.
Then use the Bone Strengthening Pill to reach the realm.
Breaking through the orifice realm? He Xianghong always felt a little unreal when he thought about this.
The knock on the door made He Xianghong break away from his complicated thoughts. He opened the door and opened a crack in the door. He saw a warrior wearing a red robe outside the door.
"Can I help you?"
"You are..." The visitor was stunned for a moment, then realized what he said. Instead of replying to He Xianghong's words, he handed over a greeting card and said, "Tell your master, Special Cases Division Shen Wujiu is here to see you."
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In the Zhang family hall, He Xianghong served tea and was dismissed by Zhang Yanping. The family members also avoided each other, knowing that Zhang Yan wanted to discuss business with the guests.
"It's presumptuous to ask for permission at this time, so please forgive Zhang Jiaoxi. I really don't dare to delay the order." After Shen Wujiu waited until only he and Zhang Yan were left in the hall, he immediately stood up from the chair and walked towards
Zhang Yan bowed deeply and asked for forgiveness for his late visit.
Zhang Yan waved his hand and motioned Shen Wujiu to sit down and talk. There was no need to be so polite. However, he did not stand up and accepted Shen Wujiu's courtesy.
Moreover, Zhang Yan had been waiting for the arrival of Shen Wujiu for a long time. He could even guess why the other party came. Ninety-nine percent of it was related to the ghost-catching bell.
Sure enough, after sitting down again, Shen Wujiu stated his purpose of coming straight to the point. He came just to capture the ghost bell, and he said without any hesitation, "The demon race is not my race, and there are differences in my heart. Although I have the burden of The magic can help the human race with the spiritual race, but they have never done their best and have very selfish motives..."
Up to this point, Zhang Yan was still expecting it. After all, it was his plan to use demons to publicize the usefulness of the soul-catching bell, and it was reasonable to attract the Special Cases Division.
However, after Zhang Yan readily handed over the three prepared ghost-catching bells to Shen Wujiu and said that they could exchange them with bone-strengthening pills, Shen Wujiu said something with a tangled look on his face that surprised Zhang Yan. .
"Teacher Zhang, I wonder if I can borrow some bone-strengthening pills from you on credit first? Don't worry, if you want any mortgage or request, just ask for it. Everything will be in accordance with your rules."