There's something wrong with this guy

Chapter 137 Remelting Weapons
Although Xi Huanyan gave her own fighting style a serious name, it is actually based on the void and formlessness, she moves according to her heart, is not limited to moves, has no serious way of fighting, and generally does not have a twitching brain, so she can't do such a thing, but she I also want to use this as my main means of attack.

It is probably due to the mentality of a teenager, the madness has not been eliminated, and life and death are not put in the eyes, after all, she is a little bolder in her actions. She is just relying on her natural strength, quick consciousness, subtle thoughts, and quick reactions. Hey, thinking about it this way, She felt more and more that she could form her own school.

Xi Huanyan practiced exchanging sticks and guns for a long time, but felt it was inconvenient, so she went out at dusk to find a shop, intending to build a weapon that integrated stick and gun.

In terms of weapons, she has her own considerations. The planned weapons are still being designed and perfected, and now she wants a temporary one.

When she was in Tongzhou, she also paid attention to weapons such as sticks and guns. She has a lot of understanding from common soldiers to source tools, just like the long stick she is using now, low-grade silver, weighing 65 catties, and has special attributes to break obstacles. With a wave, the debris splashed, and the stone was like a melon.

She also said that her long spear is a medium-grade silver, with a length of one foot and a light body. millstone.

She wanted to fuse the two together to forge a new weapon.

There are as many weapon shops as there are in Luzuo City, and Xi Huanyan went straight to Qiaolefang, which has an official background.

The front hall of Qiaolefang covers an area of ​​over [-] square meters, where all kinds of finished weapons are displayed one by one. The light source is clear and bright, but people feel dim when they are in it.

The attendant in white stood calmly by the door and said polite words, watching the guests with their heads upright stepping into the door, shrunk their shoulders, tried to hide their anxiety, and looked at the weapons in the hall with amazed eyes.

There are also guests who are not afraid of the momentum formed by tens of thousands of weapons. At this time, he will ask a few words about the purpose of coming more politely, and then ask the blue-clothed servant inside the door to guide the way.

"You choose slowly." He sent a new customer in, and when he turned around, he saw a person riding a horse carrying a spear two or three times taller than her own. He immediately took two steps forward with great winking, ready to lead the reins.

"Do you have a smelting furnace that is open to the public?"

"Yes, if you want the master to help, you can, but you need to make an appointment in advance."

Weapons are very personal things, sophisticated people will choose tailor-made, in this process, it is common to refine them by yourself or cooperate with a master.

The white-clothed attendant held the reins, but when he looked up, he saw the identity badge on her waist, and blurted out, "It's a coincidence that several masters are empty today."

Xi Huanyan stayed in the underground workshop for so long, and learned a lot from Yu Yazi and the craftsmen inside. It is not a problem to forge a weapon. If someone helps, the speed will be faster. A craftsman of spears."

"Wait a moment." He beckoned to attract a blue-clothed attendant, "You go to the refining room with him first, the master will be there soon."

He watched the guest enter the door, subconsciously observed the changes in the surrounding situation, and found that the turbulent fighting spirit was a little quieter than usual, and he muttered in his heart, the more honored he really is, the less he will take it easy, "Oh, no, it has to be The salesman yelled."

Xi Huanyan was holding two high-quality silver weapons, and she seemed to be ostentatiously passing through the market. The nearby guests and attendants would inevitably glance at them, and a scene with very imperial class characteristics took place at this glance. The whole row is full of saluting people.

Qiaolefang is the contact point of Luzuo City’s official weapons subsidies. Officials who buy weapons here can reduce or exempt the corresponding expenses. The reduced expenses are paid by the local finance. , no one can escape the level of suppression.

Including the salesman who was awakened from deep sleep.

Luzuo City is a middle-level city, a gathering place for low- and middle-level source masters and martial artists. Its various levels are naturally at the middle level. Sellers who can forge silver weapons are already rare talents among them. Yin Lai had to wait for his arrangement.
"Sigh." Sitting on the bed, the salesman sighed again, "I'm not used to being supervised for more than 20 years."

The attendant in white brought him tea and water, and laughed with him, "Master Salesman, are you awake? You are the unstoppable pillar of our Qiao Lefang, and now is the opportunity to prove yourself to the top."

The salesman is not very happy to hear the word "pillar", which means that he has been in place for more than 20 years without any progress.

Qiaolefang was originally under the command of the city secretary, and lost control in the years when the government system was overthrown. Like most people in the workshop, for a long period of time, he received forging commissions arbitrarily, set prices as he wished, and organized manpower scrambles. The mining area does not have to abide by the supervision of the city secretary, does not need to report to the city secretary at intervals, and does not need to submit annoying material use reports. It is very happy.

Money, power, and a lot of flattery have blocked the body and mind. When did you find something wrong?

It is because the price of raw materials is getting higher and higher in the market, and precious materials are monopolized, and it is because the forging industry is trapped in a vicious circle of self-preservation, for fear that others will be better than themselves.

He never imagined that he was getting richer and more famous, but he was trapped and died in this city, unable to find further opportunities. If the official system and academy system were still there, he would be transferred to the main city workshop , learning new things, finding materials, will be quite fast.

For those with abilities, the empire offered a smooth path.

Thinking about it this way, it is not a big deal to abide by the rules of the empire, not to mention that Dongjun represents not only someone's heir or disciple, but also the inheritor of the power and status recognized by the empire. Such an inheritor is not vulgar in himself, and he doesn't have the confidence to resist.

"Let's go, let's go." The master craftsman drank the tea handed by the white-clothed attendant in one gulp, walked out quickly, and rushed to the refining room in a hurry, but was told that he had gone to the material area.

The material area is lined with rows of large shelves, all kinds of metal logs and stones are dazzling, but Xi Huanyan is not picky. The types of materials are limited, and the quality is not high. Fortunately, she uses old things and does not need much new materials.

Xi Huanyan looked around and asked, "Where is the Heavy Feather Stone?"

"The more valuable materials are in the No. [-] warehouse, and you need the key of the craftsman to open them. You" the blue-clothed attendant saw the salesman from the corner of his eyes, and he was very happy. "The master is here, and I will ask him to open the door for you."

Xi Huanyan nodded slightly. Heavy Feather Stone is a special metal, but it is relatively common, and unexpectedly it was put in the warehouse.

　Emperor God is preparing to end, the update here is slower, bow down.

　　
　
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