Dragon Emperor, Martial God

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If you want to become a big family of the Chinese secular family and stand at the peak of the Chinese secular family forest, you must have enough background. ( . v o dtw . )

What is the background?

A family's power, money, resources, contacts, talent reserves, etc., these are all factors that measure the strength of a family.

But these are undoubtedly superficial, and if they only have these, at most, they are the kind of powerful families known to the world in the eyes of ordinary people.

In short, it is the kind of family that ordinary people often see through various media such as TV, Internet, newspapers, radio, etc., and arguing about their affairs with red cheeks and crazy water.

But in China, there is an old saying that the real person does not show his face.

The really powerful characters are the ones you don't see in the media, they secretly control everything, manipulate everything, enjoy everything, but are not known to ordinary people.

Those who often make appearances in the media are at most their respective spokespersons, the executors of their orders and wills. The real game is under the water.

The real heritage of the big secular family is also not the power, money, connections, etc. in the eyes of the world, but something else.

How many powerful masters in the family, how many resources the family controls, how much the family has in various material reserves... and so on, these are the true heritage of a large secular family!

Of all the background, talent is of course the most important, but other things are also very important, for example, the weapon workshop.

Each of the seven major families in the capital has its own weapon workshop, and they use their own craftsmen. Combining the ancient craftsmanship handed down from the ancestors and the most sophisticated modern science and technology, we can create a sword that is suitable for the use of ancient martial arts masters in our own family.

Otherwise, where did the acquired and innate powerhouses of these families fight and practice, and where did the weapons in their hands come from? Is it from the wind?

Now, Ling Yun has followed Old Cui. Passing through the place that says "Workshop Powerhouse,

The small broken door with the warning words "Idlers are not allowed to enter." He entered a quiet courtyard, and then he watched Cui Lao enter a complicated password on a seemingly outdated secret door. As soon as the secret door opened, the two entered In an absolutely closed secret workshop.

The factory building is large, at least the size of a standard football field, and the heat is roaring inside, but it has good ventilation.

There's nothing in there! Absolutely unique!

"I can't think of it... I really can't think of it..."

Look at the various furnaces here, as well as various advanced weapon production lines, swords, swords, halberds, axes, and forks. Ling Yun was shocked!

Everyone in the secret workshop is busy with the work in their hands at this time, and the sound of shouting and clanging is endless. Some are busy testing the properties of metal, some are busy melting some steel metal, and some people are busy. Simply hit the iron shirtless, it seems that the two are coming. It didn't attract the attention of these people.

Old Cui was very emotional, and Su Sheng said to Ling Yun's voice transmission: "Little young master, this is our Ling family's weapon workshop. The original weapon workshop is more than ten times larger than this, but unfortunately it was occupied by the Ye family..."

"Ye's family?" Ling Yun frowned slightly, thinking that it was a dog that bites and doesn't bark. Ye Jiatao keeps a low profile, but his background is absolutely unimaginable.

An old man in his forties walked over. He was a lame man, his left leg was broken at the knee. Ling Yun could see that his realm was in the middle of the seventh floor of the day after tomorrow. Like Cui Lao, he has old wounds and damaged meridians.

Cui Lao smiled and sent Ling Yun a voice transmission: "This is one of the nine dead soldiers left after the tragic battle of the Ling family. His left leg was cut off in that battle, young master. Just call him Ling Shiqi."

"Ling Shiqi has seen Cui Lao, I don't know what kind of weapon Cui wants to choose when he comes this time?"

Ling Shiqi's face was old, his eyes were dull, and he looked ordinary. He limped in front of Old Cui and said lightly.

Old Cui smiled slightly and said, "Take me to the place where bows and crossbows are made..."

Ling Shiqi raised his head silently, glanced at Ling Yun lightly, but didn't say much, turned around and left.

Ling Yun did not speak, and followed Ling Shiqi silently, and soon came to a corner of the weapon workshop, and then he saw the mold for making the longbow.

Lingyun does not need any high technology or any other troubles to make bows and arrows. All he needs is a furnace for smelting metal and a suitable mold.

Just need to make the bow body and arrows, Lingyun's bowstring is ready-made, the black gold magic silkworm rope.

Ling Shiqi brought the two of them to a row of longbows that had been made. There were all kinds of bows, longbow and short-worker compound bows, neatly arranged and orderly.

"These bows are all ready-made, with a pulling force ranging from 50kg to 500kg. I don't know what kind of bow Cui Lao wants?" The corners of the mouths of the two hundred dead soldiers in the bloody battle were a little excited.

Ling Yun finally said, "These bows are too light, I want to make one myself..."

"Uh..." Ling Shiqi finally froze for a moment, his eyes showed a hint of shock, he didn't know who the young man in front of him was, and he couldn't ask Mr. Cui more, but from Ling Yun's face, he knew , this young man is definitely the descendant of the Ling family.

When did the Ling family have such a younger son, who couldn't even see the 500kg longbow?

You must know that a 500kg longbow, in order to be easily used, must at least have an innate level of cultivation.

Ling Shiqi knew that before this, only Ling Lie, Ling Zhen, and Elder Cui could barely do this.

"Make it yourself?!" Ling Shiqi asked repeatedly.

"Yes, I make it myself, but I don't know how to use these electrical equipment, I need professional help..."

"When was it made?"

"It can be done now..." Ling Yun said with a smile when he came to the mold of the longbow that was one and a half meters long.

Lingyun did not expect that the Ling family would have such a precious place. In this case, it would be much more convenient to make bows and arrows, and it would also be convenient for Lingyun to make preliminary weapons in the future.

Ling Yun secretly sent a voice transmission and asked Old Cui: "This Ling Shiqi. Is it trustworthy?"

Cui Lao nodded quickly: "Little young master, the nine dead soldiers of the Ling family are all trustworthy. These nine people are only under the orders of the old family master, and even your uncle cannot directly order them."

That's it, Ling Yun turned his head to look at Ling Shi Shi, and smiled at him with the corners of his mouth. Then he said, "I need something, let's arrange it first..."

soon. Ling Yun asked Cui Lao and Ling Shiqi to help, and got some ready-made steel ingots and iron blocks, of course, thirty-six pieces. He quickly set up a mysterious formation where the longbow was made.

With the furnace and mold, Lingyun still needs some secret techniques in the production process, and he also needs to use the space ring. Of course, he doesn't want to be seen by more people.

"This……"

After Ling Yun finished arranging the chaos formation. The corner of this weapon workshop was isolated, such a scene made Lao Cui and Ling Shiqi stunned!

"It's called the Confused Formation..." Ling Yun didn't hide the two of them, and told them about it casually.

Ling Shiqi stared blankly at Ling Yun, shocked for a while, not knowing what to say, Lian Ling Yun asked him to find someone to help. Neither heard.

Old Cui patted Ling Shiqi's shoulder lightly: "This is our Ling family, Ling Yun, the biological son of the third young master, our young master is back!"

Ling Shiqi's body trembled violently, his eyes emitting a frightening gleam, he threw the crutches in his hand suddenly, and fell to his knees with a thud. Facing Ling Yun, I bowed my head!

"Ling Shishi, the dead man of the Ling family, I don't know that the young master will return. He deserves to die. Ling Shiqi pays respects to the young master!"

Ling Yun calmly accepted Ling Shiqi's bow. He stared at Ling Shiqi on the ground for a while, sighed slightly, and said lightly, "Get up. Back then, you fought hard to protect the Ling family, fought bloody battles for my parents, and were seriously injured. Disabled, I want to thank you that it's too late, where is the crime that deserves death?"

"Protecting the Ling family is within Ling's seventeenth point. I will never regret it, please don't worry about it, young master!"

Ling Shiqi's body trembled with excitement, and even his voice trembled. He never imagined that the child in the womb of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect had grown up and returned to the Ling family to recognize their ancestors and return to the clan!

"Get up, now I urgently need to make a longbow, find someone to come and help me!"

Ling Yun said with a smile.

"If the young master doesn't dislike my clumsiness, Ling Shiqi is willing to help the young master in person!" Ling Shiqi still knelt on the ground and refused to get up.

"Okay, but then don't kneel, let's start now!"

Ling Shiqi's arm patted the ground slightly, and his body immediately flew up, standing firmly on the ground, using only one leg.

Ling Yun leaned over, took Ling Shiqi's crutch from the ground with his own hands, and handed it to Ling Shiqi's hands solemnly. Ling Shiqi was so moved that he couldn't believe his eyes.

Ling Hao, the eldest young master of the Ling family, has been here more than once, but he has never done it before. He is also a descendant of the Ling family. How can Ling Shiqi not be moved by this?

After recovering from a serious injury, Ling Shiqi has been in charge of the Ling family's weapon workshop for 18 years because of the inconvenience of one leg. He is very familiar with everything here. With the help of him and Mr. Cui, Ling Yun began to make his own golden bow.

The switch was pulled up, Ling Yun took out the two gold bricks and threw them directly into the furnace, and began to melt the gold.

When the gold is completely melted into a liquid, the furnace is turned on, and the gold water is poured into the longbow's mold, and when everything is ready, the cooling begins.

When the cooling was almost over, Ling Yun took out the dragon-patterned soft sword, and with the sharp tip of the sword, began to draw some space formations at the place where the longbow was used to set arrows.

With these formations, when Lingyun has set up the arrows and pulled the bow to let go, the sharp arrows can be shot several times faster than ordinary bows and arrows!

When the golden water was completely cooled back to normal temperature, the bow body of a golden bow was finished. Ling Yun took the bow body off the mold, and then took out a black gold magic silkworm rope thick with twine.

The bow body is slightly bent, the two ends are tied, the hands are released, the bowstring brush is taut and straight, and the one-and-a-half-meter-long golden longbow is instantly made! (To be continued.)

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