Eternal gate

Back garden.

Zhao Yun had taken off his robe and washed it in front of the well.

Yang Da and Wu Er were diligent enough and ran back and forth again and again with weapons in their arms. The young master's room was full, so they piled them outside the room. At a glance, under the old tree, in front of the stone table, and at the foot of the wall, there were all weapons.

"Don't disturb me."

Zhao Yun changed his clothes, then turned around and entered the house. When he was done, he didn't forget to lock the door.

Lao Sun and the other three were puzzled, so they all stood at the window and took a peek.

It's a pity that the young master even closed the window and couldn't see anything. It was because he couldn't see them that he was puzzled.

In the room, Zhao Yun looked left and right.

To say that Yang Da and Wu Er were really honest, their beds were piled with weapons.

"Open up."

Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves and picked up a ghost-headed knife. This knife was thick enough that ordinary people could not dance it. It was a heavy knife, weighing a hundred or ten kilograms. The workmanship was considered to be of high quality, except that it was made of iron. There are also a lot of impurities, which greatly reduces the quality of this weapon.

After seeing it, he sacrificed it to Tian Lei.

The tearing thunder and lightning made a stinging sound, and the streaks of lightning wrapped around the body of the knife like swimming electric snakes.

Next, is tempering.

Since the weapons are impure in training, they need to be quenched out of impurities to increase their hardness and flexibility.

Click! Click!

Sounds like this were heard frequently and unnoticed, coming from the ghost-headed sword. A handful of ash floated out from the sword body. They were all impurities refined by lightning. They were previously mixed in the sword body and were actually of no use.

When he stopped, the thunder and lightning dissipated.

The Ghost Head Sword in his hand is still heavy, but it is three to five kilograms lighter, just because the impurities have been refined out.

I'm three to five pounds lighter, so I'll make up for it.

Zhao Yun took a short spear and quenched out the impurities. The remaining iron material was smelted into the Ghost Tou Dao. In this way, it was the same 100 kilograms, but the front and back were different, and the hardness and flexibility were one level different.

"good."

Zhao Yun smiled, holding the ghost head knife in his hand, looking over it over and over again.

Tempered by thunder and lightning, this sword was transformed.

Looking at the blade body, there is also a vague thunder mark, which looks tall at first glance.

He would like to improve it further.

However, the material used to make this knife is too low-grade, and no matter how hard it is tempered, it cannot exceed the defined grade.

This is the limitation of the material itself.

What he can do is refine it to its purest and most essence.

However, tempering alone is enough.

He must not be exaggerating. The hardness and flexibility of the Ghost Head Sword in his hand are already above those of the Liu Family Arms Shop. You must know that his lightning is at the level of sky thunder. Even if it does not reach its full power, it is not half-assed. What can be compared with the beast fire is that it is also tempered, and the other party cannot be so refined.

How can you kill a pig with a bull's knife?

There are ready-made weapons, which can be transformed with a little modification. Real weapon refining and forging are not like this. It requires a lot of effort. For example, his Longyuan Sword is still just a sword blank, meteorite iron from the sky. It cannot be turned into a sword in March or May. At this stage, it is only suitable for hitting people.

"The first piece."

Zhao Yun smiled and put the Ghost Head Sword into the already refined row.

Then, there was another iron sword.

This is an extremely long process, after all, there are many weapons all over the house.

Night falls quietly.

In the room, he sat down tiredly. His face was pale, dripping with sweat, and his energy was listless.

Weapon refining is a technical job.

When you consume your true energy, you also consume your energy, that is, your mental power. If you can't sustain the high-intensity training, you will give up halfway. For example, he was struggling with his life through tempering, and bloodshot eyes were already visible in his eyes.

"Tomorrow, buy some energy pills."

The Moon God said suddenly, lying comfortably on the moon, without even opening his eyes, and said it quite casually.

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun wiped his sweat.

The so-called essence pill is a pill that nourishes the spirit. It is not appropriate to call it a pill. It is more accurate to call it a pill. The real pill is extremely precious. It is impossible to find even one in the entire Forgotten City.

There is no way, alchemists are rarer than weapon refiners.

Talents like that have all gone to prosperous places, where the treatment is better, at least better than that of Wangu City in the remote countryside. Moreover, the materials for alchemy are basically not easy to find. The elixirs produced are not enough for oneself. Use it to sell it, even if it is sold, it has already been booked.

"Have you heard that Liu Cangkong will celebrate his birthday in a month?"

"The news has spread throughout Wangu City, and the invitations sent out can fill a carriage."

"It's different to be related to Tianzong."

"I get angry when I mention the Liu family, and Liu Ruyue. It's a shame that our young master is so kind to her."

Outside the room, there were voices.

Yang Da and Wu Er, with their military stores closed, had nothing to do, so they squatted under a tree with their hands on their hands and chatted.

Boss Lao Sun was also there, holding an old pipe and smoking it. He glared at the two of them, as if to say, can you two lower your voices? You think the young master is not bad enough?

Squeak!

When he looked, the window opened a corner and a piece of gold flew out.

"Go buy a chamber pot."

Zhao Yun's faint words came from the room.

"Y...pot?"

Yang Da held the Yuanbao in his hands and looked tentatively at the room.

"Pure iron."

Zhao Yun added, "With the remaining money, buy some wine and meat."

"Fine and fair?"

Hearing these two words, Yang Dawu'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and his mouth was full of laughter. He couldn't remember the last time he ate meat. However, he was short of money and blamed the bleak business of the military shop.

"Okay!"

The two of them ran out of the small garden one after another with the money in their pockets, their legs and feet feeling numb.

"Great birthday."

In the room, Zhao Yun's sneer was quite chilling.

The chamber pot is a good thing. I didn't buy it just for fun. It was prepared for Liu Cangkong.

After humiliating my Zhao family like this, do you still want to live a comfortable birthday? Celebrate your sister’s birthday.

If it weren't for his lack of strength, what he asked to buy wasn't a chamber pot... but a coffin.

"Chamber pot."

Moon Goddess held a strand of illusory hair and muttered. In her memory, there was also such a talent. No matter who had a birthday, they would give one to others, each one as big as a mountain.

Buzz!

Here, Zhao Yun has put down a long spear. It is dark in nature. After being tempered by thunder, it becomes shiny and golden. From time to time, you can see the breath of thunder. If you poke it with a spear, it can make a big hole in a stone.

Click! Click!

He did not stop, and devoted himself to dismantling the three functions, while tempering, while refining the body, and at the same time running the Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique, with the help of thunder and lightning, and combined with the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Sutra, these two techniques were very domineering.

“Haste makes waste.”

The Moon God said something leisurely, then turned to his side and fell asleep.

"Easy to say."

Zhao Yun responded, but his hands were not idle. He was a martial arts fanatic and a lunatic.

Not long after, Yang Dawu Er returned.

Yang Da was okay, he was carrying two jars of wine in one hand and good meat and vegetables in the other. Looking at Wu Er, he looked very domineering, holding an extra-large chamber pot in his arms, which weighed enough to weigh twenty or thirty kilograms.

When Lao Sun first saw this, he couldn't finish his cigarette and coughed violently.

Zhao Yun finally came out. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was pale. When he left the room, he didn't step firmly.

"Master."

"Have a meal."

It’s time to eat, I’m so hungry, I’m training my body every day, I’m so hungry that my eyes are filled with stars.

Under the old tree, a wine table was set up.

The picture is still very warm, there is a bright shopkeeper, and the servants also take advantage of it.

After the meal, Zhao Yun patted his belly and stood up.

Yang Dawu Er is not very impressive. Xu Shizhen hasn't eaten meat for a long time, and he still licks his hands.

Zhao Yun smiled and threw back another money bag when he left.

"Master, this..." Lao Suntou stood up.

"Don't worry, it's not the money on the account." Zhao Yun waved his hands with his back to the three of them. The whole set of actions made it clear: follow the young man to hang out, be popular and drink spicy food.

"It's better, Master."

Wu Er opened the money bag, oh my god! There must be more than one hundred taels.

In the room, thunder sounded, and Zhao Yun started to adjust again.

Zhao Yun started again, sacrificed thunder and lightning, and opened the military store three days later. He had to make a name for himself, not only to defend his grandfather's hard work, but also to disgust the Liu family.

Um?

The Moon God lying on the moon didn't know why he was crazy. He was in a false sleep, but he suddenly sat up and stood still for three seconds before looking at Zhao Yun.

This look was different from the past, those dreamy and water-like beautiful eyes slowly narrowed into a line.

"How can it be."

No one could hear her whisper, only the deep meaning in her eyes was indescribable.