Commanding Wind and Cloud

Leaning on the bed with energy, the Endless World hat snapped to his face like last time, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

I opened my eyes again and found that I was standing on an empty street surrounded by not-so-high residential houses.

The scene here is the same as the last endless world scene, and the drive can be regarded as familiar. There is a blacksmith shop at the end of the street, and the ability to make the second-class fine iron is learned there.

"Last time I patronized learning to iron, I wanted to leave this endless world without seriously looking at what other houses do."

Energetically talking to herself, with her hands in her trousers pockets, she leisurely walked around the empty streets and observed the signs of the houses.

[Ourala Mystery Pharmacy], a black signboard is hung high above the front door of the house, looking intently and curiously, and found a middle-aged woman, wearing a red apron, busy in front of a pile of glass test tubes Then, those test tubes gurgled with acrid green, or blue, or yellow, and other colored liquids.

"Mystery medicine?" The energy shrinks his neck, and there are two kinds of potions in his own world. One is a very noble pharmacist. They can prepare some potions to replenish physical strength, restore vitality, and even restore magic power, and listen It is said that they can also be equipped with some potions that they do not understand.

The other is a mysterious medicine! People call this profession a mysterious pharmacist. This is a group of very mysterious people. Few people know what medicine they are preparing. People only know that there are fewer such mysterious pharmacists than dragons.

I remember when I was at home, I read a passage about the mysterious pharmacist, which recorded a saying about the mysterious pharmacist: "If there is a **** in the world! Then I have to match a pair of toads If you drink it, you can become a potion of God! "

I am still motivated. I still remember that many of the comments below the literature records are the evaluations of the once very famous strongmen in history: lunatics! madman! madman! madman!

The all-out comments and enthusiasm since then have also contradicted the profession of the mysterious pharmacist, and those who can say that kind of words really don't look like normal people.

【Aknash Rune Shop】

Energetic and secretly looking into the door through the crack of the door, a little girl who looks like a girl of seven or eight years old is sculpting something on a weird piece of metal. She was extremely fast, and it was carved in a blink of an eye. Several weird patterns, and then sprinkled a handful of weird stone powder in different positions, and those patterns immediately revealed different colorful lights.

"Does this work?" The energy subconsciously narrowed his neck, and the rune master's carving speed is recorded in the literature, which is a hundred times harder than that of any art master. It seems that only a real rune master can have that little girl carving. Speed?

boom!

There was an explosion in the room. The little girl was lying on the ground with her **** facing upwards. The rune metal that had been carved almost had exploded. Look at the girl who had risen from the ground. Her pink smiley face was dark and she wiped it off. Gray cheeks, thinking very seriously: "Oh! It seems that the magic core powder of the bear that just exploded in the earth seems to be too much."

I was speechless for a while, restraining the urge to push the door into the room.

Rune Master! If you learn this thing, even if you are only a half-knowledgeable state, you will be looked at with a high eye wherever you go. It is a powerful warrior and will be treated with respect.

The Society of Ironsmithing can be used outside, and runes may not be possible! Energetic efforts to restrain yourself, everything must have sufficient technology, like things like runes, a certain understanding of the magic circle, and some understanding of metal, it is better not to enter for the time being.

I walked on the quiet streets. This quiet village street was full of surprises everywhere, not only runes, but also inlays, tailors and so on.

"this is……"

Xu stopped energetically and looked at the room next to her, taking a deep breath into the lungs.

【Enrac Fighting Room】

"Where is the professor fighting?" Blinking with energy, didn't he come to Auckland just for the sake of fighting? In this endless world, you can make two irons casually, and you can become a second-level blacksmith when you go out. So what about the fighting spirit here?

I couldn't restrain myself any longer, and raised my hands to push the door.

"Ok?"

The door panel looks very slender, and she pushes vigorously and finds that the door of the room is still motionless.

"What's going on?" The energy adjusted his breathing a bit, using all his strength, but still couldn't push the door.

"I don't believe it!" Energetic poured the arms of the fourth-tier soldier into his arms and pushed the door again ...

The dark wooden door flashed a gleam of light. That was not the light emitted by the door being pushed away. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com, but there were a few dazzling words shining on the door panel.

[Fighting level four, inadequate ability to push the door open, elementary door opening conditions require fighting level eight. 】

"Fighting eighth?" Energetic grinned: "Wouldn't it be a eighth-level soldier to open the door? It seems Teacher Rodriguez is here, and he can only cry outside the door."

I looked energetically at the door that could not be opened, and the curiosity and doubt in my mind increased. This door requires eight levels of energy to open. What level of vigour is there? This is really a room of imagination.

I walked all the way back to the blacksmith shop where I had once learned to make iron.

Push open the shabby room door and walk into the smithy that is millions of times more deserted than the Flalin Smithy that is splashing with Mars. Here again, just like yesterday, the flaming scene of the Mars splashing furnace is completely invisible. Then, the old blacksmith Black held the pipe, leaned against the anvil, spit smoke, and occasionally made a cough or two, as if he wanted to cough his lungs.

Seeing the enthusiasm appearing, Brack's eyes became a little angry again. He slowly got up and patted the dust on his ass, went to the anvil, picked up two pig irons, and threw them into the furnace and ordered: "Ignite the fire."

The enthusiasm has become accustomed to the character of the old blacksmith. He grabbed the bellows with both hands and squeezed it. Black clamped the red-hot iron embryo with iron tongs and placed it on the anvil. Over the top of the head, it did not fall immediately, but instead slammed a circle in the air, smashing the power when it was rounded, and the heavy hammer screamed, as if to tear the air, smashing it severely A series of hot and brilliant sparks were picked up immediately on the red-hot iron germ, and the sound of metal collision was scattered with the beating sparks.