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By No Crying Out In The Face Of The Dao
At this time, Bei Feng did not care about the small movements of the soldiers, and all the hearts were attracted by the black sword!
The sword was four feet long, and the shark's teeth disappeared. The blade was dark and covered by a layer of rice that was as large as the scale of the black dragon.
Only a few narrow edges appeared in the edge of the blade, flashing cold!
Above the hilt, there is a very thin line of half of the blood trough. When you look closely, you can see the blood flowing under the blood trough!
Bei Feng reached out and held the sword at this time. The texture of the palm of the hand fits perfectly with the tiny blood trough above the hilt!
A kind of sympathy between heaven and humans rises. At this time, Bei Feng is like a part of this sword.
Bei Feng The cross sword is on the chest, and the other hand gently strokes the sword's blade and feels every scale on the sword.
The soldiers who wanted to say something stopped, "Innate's Kendo seedlings, for the first time, saw people who fit so much with Divine Weapon."
Bei Feng is immersed in his own world, his heart is occupied by this sword, and Bei Feng moves very softly, stroking the sword quietly.
The blade also trembled slightly, and the scales covered on the blade were like the scales, and the pieces were erected.
A faint tremor of sound, such as the big beads and beads falling into the jade plate, crisp and sweet, long-lasting.
"Good, good, good!"
I don't know how long it took, and Bei Feng was so excited that he looked excited.
Although I have not used this sword to fight, but at the moment when Bei Feng holds the sword, there is no hesitation in the slightest. I am too suitable for this sword. This sword is too suitable for myself!
"Deacon, I am wrong, I apologize to you."
At this time, Bei Feng solemnly bowed to the soldiers and looked sincere.
"This sword not only uses the barren gold, the young person also joins the black Demon Heart, the Tianxin Jade, the Green Heron blood, the most important is from a Emperor gentleman boundary demon Beast body to take down the scale, may say this sword represents oneself today's peak, originally I still thought this sword in your side will dishonor, now seems to be so-so, But if you dishonor the sword, I'll take it personally. ”
Soldiers looked at Bei Feng's appearance, nodded, and accepted the Bei Feng ceremony, and the gas was eliminated.
The soldiers have been in the refining device for the rest of their lives. Others don't care, but they doubt themselves on the side of the refining device, and they can imagine the anger of the soldiers.
"The soldiers are obsessed, why do they all say you."
Bei Feng has some words to stop.
"There is nothing about this. When people are selecting weapons, they are not weapons in selecting people. Some people are suitable for swords, some are suitable for knives, and some of them are not the ones they want, but they It is best for them."
The soldier said openly.
"Then why don't you tell them directly?"
Bei Feng is puzzled.
"Why tell them? I don’t even know what weapons I am suitable for, but what do I still do? ”
At this time, the soldiers once again turned to the former proud look, bluntly said.
"The disciple was taught."
Bei Feng surprised, then nodded, thoughtful.
"Okay, look back and see, in order to build this sword, the old man is tired, not too light, hurry to give the remaining contribution points, the old man can go back to sleep!"
The soldier looked at Bei Feng and looked at the sword with a pair of sorrows.
Every Divine Weapon has been painstakingly created by the soldiers. In particular, this sword is even the current casting peak. The energy spent during the period is not enough.
Now that the sword itself is not hot, it is in the hands of others, which makes the soldiers have the feeling that their own hard-growing cabbage has been arched by pigs.
How to see how Bei Feng is not pleasing to the eye, simply open the mouth, let the little fellow go out, and the eyes are not bothered.
“Can the deacon's contribution point be replaced by the rest of the resources?”
Bei Feng bitterly faces, how poor he is, and no contribution.
“Yes, but only the materials needed for casting, and the rest will not be collected.”
The soldiers looked at Bei Feng's eyes, and then the beard was awkward, not angry.
"Thank you for your deacon."
Bei Feng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the unscrupulous look in the eyes of the deacon. He was afraid that the deacon would take the opportunity to deduct his sword.
Bei Feng thought of a move, took out a bunch of miscellaneous ore from the small world, looking forward to watching the deacon.
"When are you collecting waste here?" What kind of broken copper and iron is also taken out, there is something in the two pieces, but not enough!"
Looking at the ore scattered in the ground, and forcing the impulse of Bei Feng, the soldiers selected two pieces from a pile of ore.
and
"Oh la la!"
Bei Feng was a bit dazed, didn't think of such a worthwhile contribution point, and now the mind was moving, and a lot of ore came out, almost didn't drown the hall.
"I said how poor you are?"
The soldiers twitched their mouths and looked at the halls where they piled up like mountains, and there were no places at their feet. They muttered.
"This, the disciples are afraid of poverty, so they would rather kill the mistakes, not let them go. There is no research on the ore. They simply put the ore that looks good with the eyes."
Bei Feng scratched his head and his face was awkward and a little embarrassed.
"broken!"
I didn't look at Bei Feng with a good look. There was a horrible qi and blood force on the soldier's body, and then the palm of the rough red jade was stretched out and slowly pressed down.
KA-CHING!
"boom!"
A piece of ore was annihilated under the palm of the armor, turned into a powder, and occasionally an ore survived.
In the twinkling of an eye, there are only a few ore left in the vast hall.
"Forget it, it’s enough, not the old man said you, are you lacking in your heart? If you don't understand the ore, your repair will not be taken directly by the slap. The broken one is the waste. If it is not broken, it is a usable thing. It is worth more or less. ”
The soldier looked at Bei Feng with a look of eccentricity, and his eyes were filled with the expression of caring for the mentally retarded.
"Will this be too arbitrary? It's not that some ore is not enough hardness, but can it be greatly enhanced by blending into the weapon? ”
Bei Feng said awkwardly, some doubts.
"Don't think about it, there is such an ore, but when you see such an ore, you will naturally know that it is extraordinary. If you do, you will get out of the way and the old man will rest."
The soldiers looked impatient, waiting for Bei Feng to speak, and waved his sleeves directly, and exerted a force on Bei Feng, causing Bei Feng to recede toward the hall.
This power is not so great that Bei Feng can't afford it. It can break this power with a little seriousness.
But Bei Feng saw that the soldiers didn't want to say more, they showed up the drop-off, and the other was the exhaustion of the other from Divine Soul.
It was with Bei Feng that he did not resist, letting this force push himself out of the main hall.
Think about it too, the items used in this sword casting are not ordinary goods, not to mention the refining of the ruin, but the scales on the Demon Beast of the emperor are not so easy to melt.
It’s no wonder that the soldiers will look exhausted in just a few days.
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