Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 34

ding ding ding ding.

The Niushen blacksmith shop in Zhenghua Street began a day and night blacksmithing career.

It took two days to prepare, and Feng Ping lived alone in the shop.

Zhang Mazi was arranged by him to live in a private house not far away, and every day he either learned how to blacksmith, or arranged for Feng Ping's daily life.

As for Li Daniu and Li Xiaoniu, they came to the store on time every day, and supervised Feng Ping to beat on the iron felt continuously.

In the past ten days, Feng Ping has also initially mastered the principles of burning iron and transporting hammers from a layman who doesn't know anything.

"It would be great if I had this energy when I went to school."

The hammer in his hand kept swinging.

Not to mention, in the past ten days, Feng Ping's strength has also been tempered to a certain extent, coupled with the nourishment of the fire root, he has become more and more experienced in blacksmithing.

During the period, there were always farmers who came to sell some hoes, picks, shovels, shovel heads, etc., but he rejected them all because he didn't have any.

It was clearly hanging on the wall, but Feng Ping wanted to say no, Li Daniu couldn't say anything, and Zhang Mazi didn't dare to speak either.

Except for the current owner of this shop, no one understands this kind of behavior of not doing business!

It wasn't until No. 14 days when Feng Ping moved in that Niu Shen Blacksmith finally welcomed its first customer.

……

The mid-month has passed, and the twilight moon is ushered in.

Although the clothes of the people in Shuntian Prefecture are not listed, they have also taken off their thick cotton clothes and woolen jackets.

In the past two months of practice, Zhao Yunlong and Duan Lin have become leaders in the realm. When most of the disciples did not get the "Xiaojie", they both had already refined Qi to the fifth level.

As for Wu Hu, the other lightning-attribute Tianlinggen, because of his skills, he can only be slightly inferior, and he is currently refining Qi at the fourth level.

Chengxian Hall was originally a place for monks to lay the foundation and screen their qualifications. For a year, they mostly focused on practicing skills and improving their realm, and rarely explained and provided spells.

But Zhao Yunlong is different from Duan Lin.

The two of them were already geniuses, and their realm was far ahead of the same level. Therefore, Gu Shunchang made an exception and submitted to the Three Immortals Sect, asking for a few sets of techniques in the Qi Refining Realm.

It was originally prepared for the two of them, but gradually the rest of the people were full of complaints, and then it was changed that as long as they break through to the fourth level of Qi refining, they can choose a technique that can be practiced.

It was only then that the mouths of more than 300 disciples were blocked.

On this day, Zhao Yunlong and Duan Lin left the Immortal Hall and went to Zhenghua Street, wanting to buy a long sword for performing spells.

Based on their realms, it is natural that they cannot invite the craftsmen of the Xianmen and Xianjia to make magic weapons for them.

Therefore, Zhao Yunlong had to settle for the next best thing, find an ordinary soldier, and use the technique of blood sword to cultivate it, so as to improve his fighting ability.

The two searched the entire Zhenghua Street and ran to three blacksmith shops but found nothing.

Either the store couldn't come up with a long sword that satisfied him, or they didn't accept the customization proposed by Zhao Yunlong.

It's useless to give more money!
These three shops only said that they were not capable enough to build them.

Until the two of them came to the Niu Shen blacksmith shop.

Feng Ping put down the hammer in his hand, looked at the two old acquaintances in front of him, and was overjoyed.

He waited for nothing these days, and finally two fish came, and they were still big fish!
"Real man, fairy, what do you two need?"

Following Feng Ping's opening, Li Daniu and Zhang Mazi stopped what they were doing, and looked at the two standing at the door in disbelief.

This man and a woman can be described as talented and beautiful, golden boy and jade girl, no matter where they go, they will be the focus of everyone.

But they never thought that they were monks!

"Does the store have a long sword?" Zhao Yunlong was personable and spoke with extraordinary grace.

On the other hand, Feng Ping in front of the iron felt was unkempt and sweaty, and if he compared them a little, he would be judged on the same level.

"No." Li Daniu subconsciously refused.

Niushen Blacksmith really doesn't make this kind of thing.

Can't sell at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ping glared at him with a gloomy face.

The other party obviously looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was learning blacksmithing under him all day long, but this stare made Li Daniu's hairs stand on end, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Not yet." Feng Ping put down the hammer in his hand and walked out of the shop, "But if you two want to buy it, then there is."

Duan Lin was overjoyed.

She accompanied Zhao Yunlong to several shops, and her attitude was exactly the same as the one just now. She didn't expect that there was finally someone who was willing to take the order!

"Can it be customized?"

"Of course, any material and shape can be customized." Feng Ping said to the two with a smile, "You two immortals might as well go to the street to inquire, our Niu Shen blacksmith shop is famous for blacksmithing, we will definitely guarantee your satisfaction. "

Duan Lin glanced at Zhao Yunlong, as if asking for his opinion.

"can."

Zhao Yunlong didn't want to run away anymore, it was rare to come out, especially with her, and he didn't want to suffer like this when he was in a good mood.

"100 taels of silver for a handle, you are satisfied."

Feng Ping stretched out two fingers and said solemnly.

"you!"

Just as Zhao Yunlong was about to explode, he glanced at Duan Lin and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

"it is good!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lin took his arm and walked out, saying as she walked, "Let's go, let's go elsewhere."

"You two are monks, is a hundred taels too expensive?" Feng Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted behind them.

Hearing this, Zhao Yunlong really stopped.

Seeing him turn around, Feng Ping was overjoyed, he deserved to be the second son of the Zhao family, he wanted to save face, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do the business of renting out the Shouxian Tower!

"Okay, 100 taels is 100 taels, but I must be satisfied!"

"A product produced by Niu God must be a high-quality product."

Next, Zhao Yunlong explained his needs in detail, while Feng Ping glared at Li Daniu and asked him to write them down verbatim.

As for why he remembered it, not himself.

Obviously, Feng Ping doesn't know how to forge swords, so he has to rely on him!
"So it's settled then?"

"it is good."

Seeing that Zhao Yunlong turned around to leave, Feng Ping stopped him.

"Wait!"

"What else?"

"You have to pay a deposit first?"

Zhao Yunlong was dumbfounded, there are still people who dare to ask him for a deposit!With a straight face, he was obviously displeased, "How much?"

"Ten taels of silver are enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out twelve taels from his purse without saying a word, and threw it over.

Feng Ping took the money steadily, waved his hand, and bid farewell to those two peers.

After walking out of Zhenghua Street, Duan Lin let go of her hand. She looked at Zhao Yunlong solemnly, "What do you want?"

"How? Nothing!"

"to be frank!"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Zhao Yunlong changed his open-minded expression and sneered, "100 taels? Do you really think I'm a fool? Is my money so easy to earn?"

"Don't kill!"

"it is good."

……

Feng Ping threw the ten taels of silver to Li Daniu, but the latter felt uneasy!

"Shop... shopkeeper, they... they are monks. It is impossible to give money..."

"Is this not given?"

Feng Ping pointed to the silver in the opponent's hand and said.

"Ah!" Li Daniu hurriedly put the silver on the iron felt, "Quick... return it quickly... I will fight with the sword, I can't take the money!"

"Why? What's the reason?" Feng Ping asked in confusion with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He...they are monks!"

"is it?"

I am waiting for monks!
(End of this chapter)