Mage with knife

Dick really needs to upgrade his weapon. At least, it is not suitable in terms of weight. The seven-star giant transforms and his strength increases four times. Warriors of the seven-star bloodline are most particular about being fierce and powerful. The weapon is not heavy enough, which greatly affects the combat effectiveness.

"I have a sword here. You can use it first. Can't you be without a self-defense weapon?" Schmeichel was quite interesting to Dick. A black sword flew out of Schmeichel's space bag.

fell into Dick's hands.

Good guy, this weight weighs at least eight thousand kilograms. For such a heavy sword, the body of the sword is not bulky at all. Dick waved it a few times in his hand. This damn thing is more suitable than a meteorite sword.

On a whim, Dick transformed into a seven-star giant and swung his sword, getting more and more excited. The combat qi permeability of the sword was also stronger than the original meteorite sword.

"Okay, stop looking, it's yours, okay? Haha!" Schmeichel said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior. With this sword, I no longer need the meteorite sword and Geng Gold. Senior can just give it away, haha!"

"Sure! These Geng gold are indeed useful to me, so we can treat them as equals."

As for whether they are equal or not, Dick has taken advantage anyway. A suitable weapon is really the second life of a cultivator. With this black sword in Dick's hand, it is possible to increase his combat effectiveness by 10%.

The bloodline aura of the Seven Stars Bloodline felt inexplicably stronger.

The weapon does not matter whether it is expensive or not, but whether it suits you.

"Meteor Star Knife!" There are words on the handle of the knife.

"This is a trophy from when we Snow people counterattacked the Xingyue God Sect temple. As for the origin, I can't tell clearly." Schmeichel said. The Snow people counterattacked the Xingyue God Sect, and the entire King of Yan was defeated.

After coming down, the altars of the cult were destroyed by the Snow people.

Many of the Star-Moon God Cult's inventory have gone to the Snow people. As a powerful demigod, is it any wonder that Schmeichel received some precious trophies?

"Dick, there are no Geng gold mines here... It's just that how did the fourth-level soldier beside you get so much Geng gold?" Kirilenko on the side asked curiously.

"He is an old fisherman. Perhaps fishermen are better at catching things in the sea." Dick couldn't explain clearly, "Didn't the senior catch a lot of Geng gold?"

"What a waste. After three days of hard work, I only managed to get more than 30 pieces of Geng gold. I might as well..." Kirilenko didn't know what to say. He was not as good as a fourth-level fighter (who had just joined the army).

A fisherman with advanced level of cultivation.

"Okay, Kirilenko, it's more than thirty yuan, which is about three hundred pounds. Don't you just want to make a weapon for your grandson? Your grandson is not a bloodline warrior. No matter how heavy the weapon is, your grandson can't play with it.

It's moving, haha!" Bobosky said with a smile.

"That's true!" Kirilenko couldn't say anything. Not all cultivators are powerful. Even if you are powerful, you can't compare with a bloodline warrior.

Even if you are a saint, your strength is already very great. Most of the fighting spirit saints' weapons do not weigh more than a thousand kilograms. It does not mean that your strength is suitable for heavy weapons.

Weapons, for a Dou Qi cultivator, are mostly a medium for releasing Dou Qi. The battle of a saint does not involve weapons colliding with each other.

Unless it turns into a cruel close combat, there are very few close combats in saint-level battles. Dick has no choice but to get close and fight and end the battle as soon as possible. Saints cherish their lives very much and will not do anything until they have to.

, you won’t really work hard.

"Almost, let's go!" The three demigods left.

Dick saw that it was almost done and returned to Trust City with Old Shuke.

"Old Shuke, although you have made a fortune, you are only a fourth-level warrior and your status is not good enough. Maybe someone will care about you."

"Yes, Lord City Lord, I have made too much money, and I don't know what to do with it." Old Shuke is not stupid either. Practitioners fight to the death just for the sake of cultivating resources.

"Let's do this, Old Shuke, I will arrange a position for you to work in the City Lord's Mansion."

"Okay, okay, if I'm on business in the city lord's mansion, who dares to mess with me? Haha!" Old Shuke was happy.

Dick handed Old Shuke to Mahan. Mahan was in charge of the preparations for Zilanmen Hotel and various sports events in Trust City. Isn’t it a piece of cake to arrange a job? Old Shuke was already a fourth-level fighter after all. He was no longer a waste. He could

Have you done something?

On a dark and stormy night, Dick sneaked into a big house. What was he doing?

"Who?" a girl almost screamed.

"Baby Daisy, Uncle Dick is here to see you, haha!" Dick got into the unoccupied bed without any ceremony. It felt really good.

"Don't, ah..."

I wiped it! It feels obviously wrong.

"Uncle Dick, I'm Dana."

"Ah, Dana, what should we do? We accidentally injured a friendly force."

"Uncle Dick, I..."

"Dina, this has already happened. We can't give up halfway, right? Otherwise, you can just bear with it and it will be fine after a while."

Whether you can bear it or not, it's already like this, let's just go with the flow. Besides, it's just a matter of getting used to this kind of thing. Sure enough, no one complained in less than two minutes. It's a harmonious relationship. It's hard to say who suffers, right?

"Boom!" A whirlwind of pure magic roared over.

Is that okay? I'm working hard, why do you do this again?

"Huh? Dana, you've advanced." A sweet girl's voice made Daisy come in.

"Uncle Dick, you..."

"Misunderstanding, I thought..."

"Haha!" Daisy laughed.

"Stop laughing, hurry up, I can't stop, it's your turn."

Scumbag Dick has been holding it in for a long time, and he won't be happy if he doesn't release it.

Dick spent several days in the dark in front of a certain mansion. The details are unknown and cannot be explained to outsiders.

"Daisy, it's been a while since you advanced to the seventh-level magician. There is no longer a position as a guest elder in the city lord's mansion. How can you practice?" Dick can't really pull up his pants and refuse to admit it, right? It's just that Trust City has entered.

There are more and more high-level cultivators, and many of them have been sent to other cities to serve.

No matter how rich Trust City is, it can't afford to support so many high-ranking guest ministers and elders, can it?

"The effect of my magic circle engraving is good. There are so many cultivators in Trust City, and the demand for magic-blessed weapons is also great. The benefits of my work are not bad." Daisy said, many senior cultivators are self-employed.

of.

The early senior Snow cultivators were not willing to be guest elders, so they all relied on their own cultivation resources to cultivate.

Today's Trust City is more prosperous than in the early days, with more practitioners. If you want better weapons, there are no powerful magicians to add magic circles to the weapons, which will greatly affect the quality of the weapons.

"Oh, Dana, what about you?" Having just ravaged the little beauty Dana for several days, Dick must also care about her.

"I'm pretty good at forging magic equipment. Once my cultivation level stabilizes for a while, I'll try to forge a high-level magic wand. I guess it won't be a big problem." Dana was quite confident.