The Strongest Dan God

"God..." Chang Wucheng held the sword in both hands, and the pupils shrank for a while. When they were surprised, they couldn’t help but sigh.

Even if you don't know the sword anymore, you can know that this sword is not the same as you can see it, let alone the boss of the blacksmith who deals with the sword all the year round.

"Leaf front, is your brain caught by the door panel, such a good sword, you actually want to melt it?"

Chang Wucheng lowered his voice and slowly said: "And, if I didn't guess wrong, this should be... I have reached the level of weapons?"

"The boss is good eyesight, yes, this is indeed a spiritual weapon."

Chang Wucheng slightly smiled and said: "I understand, this sword must have been obtained through what disgraceful means, but you can not find the channels and paths of the black market, so I want to come here. The sword melted, right?"

Ye Zifeng smiled lightly: "One hundred gold coins, not only the money of the melting sword, but also the money to shut up your mouth. If you have more words, then I have to find another family..." Where does he know the city of Changwu? Mind, after talking for a long time, in fact, I want to ask for more gold coins.

Ye Zifeng said that he really wants to put the money bag of this hundred gold coins into the pouch.

Chang Wucheng saw him where he was, and he stretched out his hand and took his wrist and laughed.

"Little brother, slow, one hundred gold coins are one hundred gold coins. I am always picking up this one."

Ye Zifeng did not put the purse back, but just hung in the air.

"How long can you melt this sword and give it a clear number..."

"If you want to melt the spirit of the sword, it will take two days to estimate." Changwucheng's eyes turned a turn, smirked at the leaves and looked at the leaves, his eyes slightly deep.

"One hundred and fifty gold coins, the extra fifty gold coins are your processing fees. I will ask again, how long will it take?" Ye Zifeng took out a stack of gold coins from his arms.

Chang Wucheng was shocked. He was just a professional habit to provoke the Ye Zifeng. He did not expect this leaf to be able to produce as many gold coins as he could, and he wanted to drag the time. I did not expect him to raise such a raise, but actually added half of the gold coins.

"One day, I don't sleep for the night to give you a sword. How about taking the sword tomorrow evening?"

Chang Wucheng’s words are like this. Some of my heart can’t figure out why, Ye Zifeng would like to melt this peerless sword into a spiritual water, and why should it be so urgent? He wondered, is the leaf front really obtained through disgraceful means?

When Ye Fengfeng heard that he was "a day", he still shook his head and turned and seemed to leave.

Chang Wucheng is willing to let this "financial owner" run, and hurriedly pulled him: "Wait a minute, two hundred gold coins, you are sitting here waiting here, I will give you all the power to mobilize all the resources in the entire shop, At most one hour, I don’t eat dinner, and the water doesn’t drink. I will melt the sword directly to you, okay?”

You know, the most profitable thing for the blacksmith shop is not to buy or sell weapons, but to smelt the sword. Because the former has a large cost, Leizhou City has no big buyers and does not earn much. The latter does not need much cost, as long as You can work hard. So if Ye Zifeng really gives himself two hundred gold coins, then the amount of net money that Wucheng always earns is at least 190 gold coins.

"Is it early to say that an hour is not good? Two hundred gold coins, I have." Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, his left hand handed the handle of the purple sword to Changwucheng, and the right hand took it out of his arms. The purse of one hundred gold coins came on the table, but there was no reluctance in my heart.

If Ye Huichi knows that Ye Zifeng has not warmed up this purple sword, if he takes it to the blacksmith shop less than a day, he must go crazy.

"Well, it's two hundred gold coins. The young Ye family is very wide." Chang Wucheng complimented his mouth, but his heart was screaming at the leaf front.

"But Ye Shao, I am not going to say you, do you really regret not melting this spiritual sword?" The rich is the Lord, and even the often-used Wucheng, which is used to the Ye family, can’t help but change. Mouth, renamed him as Ye Shao.

Don't say that the leaves are sharp, even the Changwu City, which is used to this thing, can't bear it. It's just a violent thing to melt such a good sword into a stove.

"Of course, I don't regret it. I will melt the spirit of this ancient sword. I also have a great use."

"Give me a big deal? You laugh and laugh at you. If you forget it, I really don't know which rib is wrong in your mind. If I don't care, I will do it according to what you said and melt it completely. When I will hand over the melted smelting water to you, you will not turn your face and don’t accept it."

"That's fine." Ye Fengfeng nodded with a smile.

Chang Wucheng saw that he did not want to look back. He smiled and shook his head. When he pulled the bellows, he saw the flames in the red hearth. He now got the consent of Ye Zifeng, and no matter what the three seven twenty-one. Directly throw the purple sword into it.

However, since this is a spiritual sword and wants to completely melt it, it needs some extra special hardening materials to help him. He stands up and rummages through the room to find various catalytic materials. It has become much more serious than before.

Because this is the work of two hundred gold coins, it is not allowed to make a mistake! For him, this is a reward, an incentive, but also a constraint! Sufficient gold coins are placed in front of you, so that one's spirit is extremely concentrated, so that the value of the iron-clad water obtained by the quenching will be higher.

......

Melt the sword, and then take the water of the ancient scorpion iron.

This is the time when Ye Zifeng selected the top prize of the ladder conference and decided on the good things from the beginning. It is also the real reason why he gave up the Dragon Soul Jade and the Hairong bottle.

"Ye Shao, finally rushed for you before the end of an hour, you come over and see, if you are satisfied, take it away."

Chang Wucheng gasped a heavy gas, and the naked arms were all sweaty. Obviously, this time for him can be said to be a full-hearted work.

"Well? Is it melted?" Ye Zifeng was woken up from sleepiness. For so many days, he has been preparing for the Ladder Conference. Both physically and mentally, he is already exhausted. Don't look at the refining of the spirits, he let the masters of the two warriors also suffered a big loss. In the week before the start of the ladder meeting, he almost died in the alchemy. The ultimate.

Therefore, he took advantage of the time of the sword in Changwu City. In fact, it was used to make up for it, and to make up for the difficulties of sleeping for many days.

"Ye Shao, you want the iron spirit, are here."

The leaves smashed their shoulders and stood up. They took a jade box handed over by Changwucheng. A thick purple gas slowly rose from the box, as if with the ancient atmosphere of the ancient times, inside It is a smashing iron water that is melted by the ancient sword of Zi Yan.

"Well, yes." Ye Zifeng nodded slightly.

"If this is the case, then..." Chang Wucheng’s gaze began to swim in the other hundred gold coins that Ye Zifeng had just placed on the table.

"In short, if you hand over the spirit of the ink, then I will accept the goods."

Chang Wucheng’s face was shocked and his mouth was still tough: “What do you mean? You blame me for your spiritual water?”

"Come on, I don't have time to entangle you with this. Don't think that if I fall asleep, you can do some sneaky little things. How much iron sword can be condensed in the ancient sword, I know better than you." ”

In fact, there is no need to keep an eye on the actions of Changwu City. It is only necessary to compare with the iron and iron water that the ancient sword should consolidate. It can be known that the hands and feet of Changwucheng are not clean. This is the experience of the past as the Ye Zifeng of Wu Zong, because as an alchemy teacher, he can pay considerable attention to the dose of materials.

Chang Wucheng wants to lie to his Ye Zifeng on the amount of material, then it will be another hundred years.

Ye Fengfeng saw that the other party had no action. He said directly: "I have to say it out. You should have about 80 drops of this kind of spirit, which is almost the size of a small box of jade boxes. You are greedy." I’m so greedy, I want to marry me?”

Chang Wucheng’s mouth twitched for a while, and he only took a slap in his head: “Hey, look at my memory. I just couldn’t put it in this big jade box. I took another small jade box to install it. If you don't say anything, I will still forget it." He thought that a young man like Ye Zifeng would be the best to fool, and I would like to think that the other person's eyes are closed and they have to open their own eyes. It is really a hell.

Ye Zifeng smiled coldly at him, not okay.

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to your explanation, take it." He stared straight at Changwucheng, and his hand was facing him.

When Wu Chengcheng saw Ye Jia’s waste, he showed such a sharp look. For a moment of horror, let’s not say that half of the jade box, even some smaller jade boxes were taken out by him, unconsciously In the hands of Ye Zifeng.

"This is almost the same." Ye Zifeng took back his cold eyes and then smiled. As he took over these jade boxes, he went away and gradually moved away.

......

When he appeared in the wilderness of the countryside with these jade boxes filled with smelting water, it was almost coming into the night.

However, for him, this night is the best time for him to cover his actions.

Under the moonlight, he walked step by step into the depths of the woods, and opened up a layer of old branches. The Dan furnace that he bought before appeared in front of himself.

"With so many irons and waters, I don't believe it. I can't raise the quality of your Dan furnace to mystery." Ye Zifeng said to himself, his mouth slightly raised. radian.