Little monster can't go to heaven

Chapter 171 Sword Refining and Naming

Wu Yunlu was uneasy because he really didn't have many spirit stones.

In the shriveled cloth bag that he was clutching tightly, there were only a mere twenty or so spirit stones, logically speaking, it was far from enough to buy a flying sword... You must know that he bought this dilapidated, The blunted second-hand flying sword cost 50 Yuan Lingshi!
In the nearest Gutong City Treasure Pavilion, a brand new low-level magic weapon, the Flying Sword, costs at least one hundred spirit stones.

And that is the worst, better low-level flying sword, three to five hundred spirit stones are also normal.

So Wu Yunlu didn't have much expectation, just had the idea of ​​trying his luck... After all, we are now on the same front, we have a common enemy, and we can barely be regarded as comrades-in-arms.And what the other party said is that they are borrowing on the site of the Chongyang Sect. Maybe it will be cheaper from this point of view?
But when he came to the remote courtyard, he was still mercilessly hit.

There was the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong metal knocking in the small courtyard, and there was a striking wooden sign on the wall next to the courtyard door, with a line of large characters written on it:
"Sell low-level artifacts - 50 yuan spirit stones each!"

"Uh..." Wu Yunlu looked at the line with complicated emotions, mixed with sadness and joy.

Fortunately, the price given by the other party is really much cheaper than outside!Sadly, this price is still beyond Wu Yunlu's affordability.

"I want to buy a flying sword with only twenty spirit stones. It seems that I am wishful thinking." Wu Yunlu sighed, smiled at himself, lifted his foot and planned to leave.But the feet had obviously been raised, and after hesitating for a while, he still stepped into the threshold of the small courtyard unwillingly.

"Well, excuse me." Wu Yunlu looked at the figure swinging the hammer in the small courtyard, and said with some embarrassment, "My flying sword is broken, and I want to buy a flying sword, but I don't have enough spirit stones. Can you accommodate me?"

"Then how many spirit stones do you have?" The figure swinging the hammer was Huang Badger. He stopped and took the opportunity to wipe off his sweat and asked in confusion.

"22 yuan..."

After Wu Yunlu said this, his face became hot.This spirit stone is not even half of what others want!

"That won't work." Yellow Badger shook his head immediately.Just kidding, it's not that he doesn't know the price of the low-level magic weapon outside, the price he gave is already very low!

If the price is further reduced, the little spirit stones earned may not be enough, and even the time saved by using the spirit stones will not be enough to make up for the time spent on forging metals and refining magic weapons!In that case, Brother Badger might as well absorb the aura of heaven and earth in the air honestly, instead of using any spirit stones at all.

"Oh, excuse me." Wu Yunlu lowered his head as expected, turned and left in frustration.

"Wait!" Yellow Badger said suddenly.

Wu Yunlu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around.

"Aren't you that... the disciple of the Chongyang Sect who was cut into several gaps by the mantid's flying sword when he was defending the city?" Brother Badger vaguely remembered something.

His own flying sword was also cut with a gap at that time, so he naturally had a little impression.

"Give me your flying sword, and I'll repair it for you, just 22 spirit stones." Brother Badger grinned.

"Repair?" Wu Yunlu was stunned, and then his eyes lit up, "Can it be repaired? And it only needs 22 spirit stones? Then...how far can it be repaired?"

"Of course it's been repaired, it's the same as the new one." Brother Badger rolled his eyes.

"Really?" Wu Yunlu was surprised and shouted, "That's great! Thank you, thank you so much!"

"No thanks, give the spirit stone first."

"..."

……

Huang Badger took a crimson old flying sword from Wu Yunlu's hand.

It can be seen that this flying sword has been used for a long time. There are many scratches left by the battle on the originally smooth and flat surface, and the sharp edges have also become blunt. The most conspicuous are the new gaps on it!Each one was as big as a thumbnail, and even caused cracks like tree roots to appear on the sword next to it.

If it is broken like this, of course it will affect the operation of Xianli, and it is considered light if it is ineffective at times, and it is not bad to be able to fly.

Huang Badger said he could repair it, so it was naturally because Zong Kui gave him the "Hundred Refining True Explanation" which recorded the method of repairing it.

In fact, the low-level magic weapon is the simplest magic weapon. It is nothing more than refining the metal to remove impurities, then forging it into a specific shape, and finally tempering it with immortal power.Therefore, the repair of low-level magic tools is also very simple-re-forging the shape, and then tempering again.

After Huang Badger took a casual look, he threw the crimson flying sword into the refining furnace, burned it until it was red, then took it out with tongs and put it on the anvil, and smashed it with a sledgehammer!

clang!clang!clang!
Amidst the crisp sound of metal collisions, the crimson magic weapon flying sword began to slowly deform.

Yellow Badger's long-handled big black hammer was taken from Huoyunya of Gu Que Zong. It is also a magic weapon, and it was imitated from Zongkui's black hammer. It is suitable for refining weapons!Although Huang Badger hadn't refined magic weapons much, the crimson flying sword had its own shape. All he had to do was to flatten those gaps and scratches on the original basis, which wasn't too difficult.

Even so, the yellow badger still smashed out of shape several times, sweating profusely, scratching his ears and cheeks in anxiety.Wu Yunlu was beside him, but he was terrified to see it, and he hesitated to speak again and again.

"All right!"

Finally, the Yellow Badger felt that it was almost done, and threw away the big black hammer.Then he quickly picked up the flying sword with tongs and put it into the refining furnace to start the final refining of immortal power.

Xianli gradually merged with Feijian under high temperature, and then Huang Badger took it out and threw it into the quenching pool!

He didn't have Zongkui's specially quenched cold liquid, and the pool was just cold well water, but it was enough to quench low-level magic weapons.

"Hey..." White mist rose up.

Wu Yunlu's expression was slightly nervous.The yellow badger seemed carefree and full of confidence, but in fact, he was beating a drum in his heart, fumbling with tools to fish out the cooled magic weapon from the pool.

Jingle!

The flying sword landed on the anvil, making a crisp and pleasant collision sound.

"This..." Wu Yunlu was stunned.

Huang Badger also opened his mouth wide, and after a long while, he suddenly burst out laughing: "Wow ha ha ha, brother is really a genius in making weapons!"

A red sword.

Wu Yunlu's original flying sword was the type with thicker and wider blades, which looked powerful and heavy.And the crimson little sword in front of him is a whole circle smaller!The length didn't change much, but the blade became narrower and thinner, changing from a wide sword to a narrow and long thin sword.

Maybe it was because of the gaps on both sides of the sword, or maybe the yellow badger's technique was too bad, and the knocking was crooked. In short, the final flying sword had a slight serpentine arc on both sides of the sword, like a wave. The similar lines look pretty good at first glance!

Because it was struck on the basis of the original flying sword, although the edges were twisted, the whole was still straight.The slender and bright crimson sword body, all the traces of battle on the surface disappeared, became smooth and flat again, and even reflected light when facing the sun.

"Tsk tsk, it's really a work of art..." Brother Badger looked at Feijian narcissistically, and he fell into the addiction of naming again, and said directly: "The wavy blade, the red blade! Hmm... this sword Just call it 'Bo Hong Jian'!"

(End of this chapter)