Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Twelve – Bamboo Sword

Thinking of this, Xiao Xue's gaze towards Xu Yan softened a bit, but thinking that Xu Yan was fighting for this unequal competition with one million taels, she felt extremely strange.

Zhou Ling naturally would not have any objection. His face showed the sophistication of a master again, and smiled indifferently: "Okay, one million taels will be used as this master's instructions to build tattoo soldiers."

Xu Yan just smiled, surprisingly did not argue with him.

A group of four opened the curtain and walked into the inner hall of the thatched cottage.

Just the moment he walked in, Xu Yan's eyes lit up.

Thatched Cottage is the leading weapon shop in the Southern Imperial City.

Although there are only two floors, it occupies a very large area.

The upper level was where Chu Zongshi lived and forged weapons, while the lower level was much more scattered.

The inner hall and the outer hall are first, and the outer hall is the place where the tattoos are usually sold and orders are received. The inner hall is where the three disciples of Chu Zongshi lived and forged weapons. In addition, if Master Chu or the three disciples want to start a class, they will also hold it in the inner hall.

Just walking into the inner hall, Xu Yan's eyes lit up.

The first thing that came into view was a garden.

It is said that it is a garden, in fact, there are many different kinds of tattoo plants, some of which only appear in the north, but it is obvious that the growers are very careful, and with the assistance of tattooing, they can thrive.

Zhou Ling said complacently: "This is the master's grass garden. A lot of grass refining materials are also used here." Xu Yan rolled his eyes and said, "This grass garden looks like you, hurry up. Let's lead the way, you have to go back to eat when it's settled."

Zhou Ling laughed in anger: "Ha, what an arrogant kid!"

The group of four walked to Zhou Ling's room, but they did not see the door behind closed doors.

I didn't see a figure squatting in the grass garden and carefully handling a plant.

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After closing the door, Xu Yan's expression became calm.

But Zhou Ling just smiled indifferently: "This is my studio, and the back is my bedroom."

The expressions of Zhou Zhong and Xiao Xue on the side became unnatural.

Senran's meaning is coming!

In the huge forging room, a lot of long bamboos were planted. The bamboo branches are green and straight like a sword. It can be seen with the naked eye that dozens of long swords are hanging on the bamboo, and the whole space is chaotically filled. That kind of sword intent swept the entire studio!

With this kind of sword intent, Xiao Xue was fine, but Zhou Zhong's cultivation base was very weak, and his face had turned pale.

"Haha." Zhou Ling waved his hand at will, dispelling that sword intent from Zhou Zhong's body: "The sword intent here is strong, please don't take it offense." His face was calm, and the sword intent didn't seem to have invaded him in the slightest.

And Xiao Xue showed a more respectful look on her face: "It is said that Master Zhou is best at forging swords, the so-called [Sword Refining Zhou Ling]. Now that I see it, it really lives up to its reputation."

Zhou Zhong's complexion turned pale. It was better to meet him if he was famous. Although he had known for a long time that Zhou Ling's forging skills were amazing, even in the master realm, he was outstanding. But at this moment, I saw the cold aura from that stalked soldier, and I really felt the strength of its creation of the tattooed soldier!

Zhou Zhong couldn't help but look at Xu Yan, but found that Xu Yan's face was calm as usual, even more indifferent than the "Grass Garden" he just saw.

Even so, Zhou Zhong chose to trust Xu Yan.

Believe it or not, he will still be worried. After all, he had never seen Xu Yan's process of creating tattoos...

"Okay, let's start." Xu Yan spoke first.

Zhou Ling just sneered, thinking that this kid can't bear the sword intent here and wants to cut it hastily, and leave here quickly. But he is a master after all, so he can only say indifferently: "Miss Xiao, please brighten the pattern and the pattern."

Xiao Xue nodded slightly: "I believe that the three of you will not spread Xiao Xue's secret."

Zhou Ling said lightly: "Of course, the old man has made dozens or hundreds of them, but none of the tattooists' secrets have been passed out."

Xu Yan was too lazy to answer her, just followed her and waited for her to show it.

Xiao Xue was a little annoyed, but thinking that because this bald boy had made Master Zhou try his best to create her own tattoo, she suppressed her anger: "Okay, then it's rude."

Zhou Ling pointed to a puppet in front of him: "This puppet is mixed with mithril and can withstand the blows of tattooists with the strength of the fourth palace or below. Miss Xiao can let it go."

Seeing this, Xiao Xue stretched out her left hand, slowly pulled up her right sleeve, and slowly untied the black masking cloth to reveal the pattern in it.

When Master Zhou saw it, he smiled slightly: "It really is the [Windward Wind] passed down from generation to generation by the Xiao family."

After he finished speaking, he stared at Xu Yan, and laughed in his heart that this young man was ignorant.

Maybe you can't even read this pattern?

Xu Yan didn't speak, just looked at the pattern in front of him.

This pattern is different from Zuojia's [Panlong], and Xu Yan has never seen it from the pattern given by Xu Tian. Xu Yan's tattoo art is naturally not as strong as Zhuo Guan's, but he is not weak. With the addition of basic tattoo techniques by Pingzhi Old Monster, Zuo Chengzhe and Zhuo Shi, plus the countless mysterious patterns given by Xu Tian and the patterns that he saw in Brandyin Village that day, Xu Yan's style among his peers was stimulated. Tattoos are outstanding.

The pattern in front of me looks very complicated. The lines are criss-crossed, but most of them are mainly curved lines. Even from a distance, it seems to express the invisible and invisible appearance of the wind in the form of lines. .

This pattern is obviously not as mysterious as the Zuojia [Panlong], but it has its own uniqueness. Xu Yan secretly calculated that this is probably a very powerful pattern to harness the power of the wind. It's just not a gentle wind, but a violent and fierce wind!

Xiao Xue said calmly, "Then it's my tattoo technique."

Her right wrist lit up with a string of jade-green hand beads, and a longbow appeared on her right hand. Xu Yan watched it interestingly, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the hand bead was not a storage space, or in other words, it was a kind of thing connected with the tattoo. This thing has a unique space, which can resonate with the heavens and the earth. Like Xiao Xue's wearing, it can absorb the wind attribute, and warm and nourish the soldiers.

Over time, it can further enhance the power of the tattooed soldiers!

Seeing this, Xu Yan thought of the dark and inconspicuous black pendant Zuo Chengzhe used to wear.

These aristocratic families really have their own unique treasures.

Only Xu Yan can roughly feel that this treasure can only be connected with one tattooed soldier. If the tattooed soldier needs to be replaced, it needs to be cut off from the old tattooed soldier before a new tattooed soldier can be added.

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Xiao Xue naturally ignored Xu Yan's contemplation, she did not relax. Because she knew that if she didn't do her best, Master Zhou might not be able to fully grasp her attributes, so she didn't keep her hands.