Super Martial God

"Fortunately, fortunately, Xiaomu is fine."

The tailor said with lingering fear, "I have fought with this Pipa scorpion. Although its cultivation is not as deep as mine, its means are extraordinary. I almost got caught several times. Later, the aftermath of our battle triggered the ancient talisman in the bamboo building. I was worried that I would be suppressed by the ancient talisman and had to leave. "

"Unexpectedly, the tailor and I had no choice but to get the scorpion. As a result, Xiaomu, you knocked it hard."

The painter looked at Lin Mu strangely.

"It's terrible."

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

All the villagers couldn't help laughing.

I think the pipa scorpion is also a great power. As a result, he was robbed by a young man like Lin Mu. It's funny to think about it.

However, what surprised them most was that Lin Mu used the power of magic spells, true words and ancient talismans to break the blood barrier.

It was too bold for them to imagine.

Even they don't know how to evaluate the behavior of forest and animal husbandry.

If they criticize Lin Mu for being too rash, they have to admit that Lin Mu did seize the opportunity. They are likely to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

At the same time, such criticism may also undermine the confidence of Lin Mu and make Lin Mu dare not seize the same opportunity in the future.

If encouraged, it may make Lin Mu more inclined to take risks in the future. It's too dangerous.

Therefore, after thinking about it, they had to stop talking about this topic, neither support nor encourage it, and let Lin Mu develop himself.

Lin Mu was not stingy either. He threw the treasure he robbed from the pipa scorpion to the ground.

But obviously, the villagers don't care much about these things.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, the village head sucked his hand and a black iron fell into his palm.

His eyes showed his pure light and said, "Xiaomu, this is the black iron that Pipa scorpion gave you at last?"

"Yes, village head, what is the material of this black butterfly?"

Lin Mu asked.

The village head looked serious and said slowly, "this is... Cold iron and refined gold."

"Cold iron refined gold?"

The villagers were surprised.

The blacksmith's eyes were burning. He ran over and grabbed the cold iron and refined gold.

After looking at it for a moment, he said happily, "OK, it's really cold iron and refined gold."

"This thing is very precious?"

Jin Tiehan doesn't even know anything about Jinglin.

"More than precious."

The village head narrowed his eyes and said, "xuantie believes you should know that when xuantie falls into the extreme cold place, it will become cold iron over time."

"Isn't the probability very low?"

Lin Mu was frightened.

"Of course, usually a cold iron may not be found on a planet."

The village head nodded, "cold iron is so precious, not to mention cold iron refined gold."

"The so-called cold iron refined gold is the essence quenched from cold iron. Generally speaking, it is possible to quench refined gold the size of a grain of sand from a million tons of black iron. The refined gold given to you by the pipa scorpion is the size of a palm, worth tens of thousands of grains of sand, and can only be refined with 10 billion tons of cold iron. "

When the blacksmith heard the speech, he thought: "cold iron itself is hard to find, not to mention cold iron refined gold. It is estimated that such a piece of cold iron refined gold can only be made by searching thousands of circles. It can be said that although this cold iron refined gold is not the supreme treasure of Dalai, its value is by no means below the supreme treasure of Dalai. "

Lin Mu was shocked.

He did not expect that this small piece of black iron was so precious.

"Just right."

The blacksmith suddenly smiled, "although the butcher has a pig killing knife, it may not be suitable for you. I think you just lack a weapon, so you use fast cold iron and refined gold to make it for you."

Lin Mu's eyes suddenly brightened.

One armed blacksmith's weapon refining skills are absolutely unique. It's probably a good thing for others to have a blacksmith build weapons for him.

"Xiao Mu, what weapons do you want?"

Asked the blacksmith.

"Let me see."

Lin Mu thought.

In his hands, there are two kinds of weapons, one is throwing knife, the other is long sword.

Throwing dagger is used for killing. In the past, he used the longest sword.

If it had been before, he would have asked the blacksmith to forge a sword for him without hesitation.

However, after two years in Shixiang village, many of his ideas have changed.

The sword is the holy product of ancient times. It is extremely noble and is known as the king of hundreds of soldiers.

But this identity is not consistent with mortals.

The characteristics of sword are noble and elegant, while mortals are simple and calm. The two are completely opposite.

He practices the mortal way, but takes the sword as a weapon, which is obviously not suitable.

In the past, he didn't realize this because he didn't have a high level of understanding of fate.

Now, he has been with a group of alchemists for two years. His knowledge and understanding are not what they used to be, and he knows how important fate is.

Now that you have chosen the mortal way, whatever you do should conform to this way.

Otherwise, imagine a butcher who doesn't use a pig knife, but likes to kill pigs with a sword. How strange.

When he fought with elder martial brother Wang earlier, he took Shengdao sword as a knife and obviously felt tied up.

"Uncle blacksmith, I want to forge a knife."

Lin Mu mused.

"Oh, what knife?"

The blacksmith was not surprised by Lin Mu's answer. He just smiled when he heard the speech.

As a gas refiner and a peerless master of gas refining, he knows better than anyone the importance of correctly selecting weapons.

If Lin Mu didn't choose a knife, he would persuade Lin Mu to choose a knife.

The villagers looked at Lin Mu.

Even the butcher did not speak and did not interfere with the choice of forest and animal husbandry.

He wanted Lin Mu to choose a pig killing knife, but it was clear that his fate might not be suitable for Lin Mu.

"There seems to be a shortage of firewood choppers in our village. I'll choose a firewood chopper."

Lin Mu suddenly smiled and made a choice.

He knew that the pig knife was not the best for him.

Although he learned the knife technique from the butcher, his killing power was obviously less than that of the butcher, and he was more compassionate, so he decided to use a firewood chopper.

"Firewood chopper?"

Hearing Lin Mu's choice, the villagers were stunned, and then their eyes lit up.

"Firewood chopper is good."

The lame tailor smiled.

"Yes, there will be more firewood cutters in our village in the future."

The scholar touched his beard and said.

"Ha, now I'm not worried about the disciples of the church. I hate my master."

The butcher with long hair laughed. "My apprentice ran to cut firewood. I'm still the only butcher in the village. I'm not afraid of someone robbing me for business."

"Good, good."

Humpback village head praised.

"Uncle blacksmith."

Lin Mu moved again and took out Shengdao sword. "This is my old sword. I really don't want to give it up. See if you can integrate it with cold iron and refined gold and directly recast it into a firewood cutting knife?"

Seeing Shengdao sword, the blacksmith's eyes showed a strange light: "this sword is good. There is an unyielding will in it. I'm afraid it will advance itself as it kills more and more."