Shop No. 7, character C.

The sound of ding dong came from the blacksmith shop, and Ning Chang'an's steps were light.

There is nothing to exchange. At the beginning, I thought of getting a knife for Liang Xiao and the other two, but the knife was already successful in the Mingjing.

I haven't seen each other for two months, and my emotions still need maintenance.

"Blacksmith!" Ning Chang'an greeted.

The hammer raised by a burly blacksmith suddenly appeared in the air, and the expression of surprise flashed by, and the person returned to a dull appearance of not being good at emotional expression.

"Chang'an is here!" The hammer was placed on the rack casually, and the blacksmith rubbed his hands.

"Long time no see, I'm thinking about it very much!" Ning Chang'an took the wine.

Guangling County served as the headmaster. He entered the capital for easy purchase and burning knives. Ning Chang'an brought the "Western Wind" of the capital to the blacksmith.

Those who drink the "western wind" are all the rich men who have lived in the capital from the north of Yu State for a long time.

A strong wine that is deterred by Ning Chang'an and can only smell the fragrance of wine.

The wine jar has not opened, and the wine is filled with fragrance.

The blacksmith took a long breath and the wine was good!

Blacksmiths like book books of strange accusations, but Ning Chang'an is actually quite a headache.

Meng Po’s palace dramas have too many topics for power-making books. Books of weirdo need to have too little appetite for blacksmiths.

After Ning Chang'an made extensive revisions, he tailored the "Return of the Great Sage" for the blacksmith.

The cover is still a monkey, standing on the top of the mountain, with bright eyes and looking up at the sky.

With the word "You" Ning Chang'an borrowed a sentence from a great man: "Fighting with the sky is endless; fighting with the earth is endless."

The strong west wind is the fragrance of wine, and the words "Fight with the sky is endless and joyful" hit people's hearts.

The blacksmith's forehead roared loudly, and immediately there was a jar of west wind that poured into the throat and a burning fire, and the urge to use a hammer to create the world.

But I thought of the old Taoist's words and the cracks in the sky of the Red Moon Market and the exposed face.

The blacksmith took a long breath.

"What are you going to exchange for in Chang'an?" said the blacksmith in a deep voice.

"Don't do it!"

The blacksmith was glaring with an insulted expression on his face.

"Just, the expression is unchanging, it's better to be more vivid. Equivalent exchange, please look at it!" Ning Changan said with a happy smile.

His expression froze, and the blacksmith said, "Okay!".

People thought of what Ning Chang'an said before when he met a powerful person, whether he had a powerful killing weapon. He gave Ning Chang'an Rouge Ling.

Ning Chang'an in front of him did not mention his situation at all.

"Those powerful people are still there?" asked the blacksmith.

"Yes!" Ning Changan nodded.

After thinking about it, the blacksmith said, "Give me the sword! Jingzhe"

Ning Chang'an handed the sword.

A blacksmith is not an old man, so he can't hide anything he does.

Turning around, the man walked to the stove.

The stove was full of flames and the heat was so hot that the blacksmith put his hands together.

Inconspicuously, runes suddenly lit up on the four walls of the stove with dirt.

Ning Chang'an was very surprised.

I have entered the blacksmith shop many times and believe that I have a keen observation ability. I remember the direction and size of the swords, sticks and various materials placed in the blacksmith shop, as well as the inconspicuous crossbows.

But I really didn't notice that there were runes on the black stove walls.

The runes flashed, and the fire produced blue flames, and the heat was not as powerful as before.

The blacksmith put the Jingzhe Sword into the stove.

"Sword refining!" Ning Chang'an said to himself.

After about a hundred breaths, the Jingzhe Sword was as full as flames.

The blacksmith turned around and entered the back hall.

When walking out, I held two wooden boxes of different sizes in my hand. I turned around and went into the back hall, holding irregularly shaped dark stones.

The stone was first put into the stove, then opened the wooden box he had taken with his left hand, and threw a handful of blue fine sand into the stove.

The fine sand enters the furnace, and the Jingzhe sword with fireworks is full of blue rays.

"This is sand! Using sand to refine swords has the effect of covering the breath," said the blacksmith concisely.

"Superb! What a sand!" Ning Chang'an exclaimed.

He took the old Taoist Turtle Breath Pill himself, and was like a god in Chentang County, but when he encountered Zhuge Wangyue, even if he was wearing a knight who could cover up his breath, he was clearly seen by the masters of the extraordinary realm.

The blacksmith shop has produced fine products. After practicing swords, we can see how those masters of extraordinary realm can speak out and say that everything is born of innate.

The chief constable in Guangling County had a smile on his face.

"I guess I will say that I am born without form in the future!"

It feels like the blacksmith's fierce operation is like Laojun in "Journey to the West" refining alchemy.

In addition, the wooden box was opened, and a piece of wood was placed in the stove by the blacksmith.

Runes were produced in the four walls of the stove. The blacksmith shop did not have the initial heat. The blacksmith threw away the wooden blocks. Ning Changan suddenly felt that the air had a huge vitality.

I feel comfortable and refreshed.

Ning Chang'an asked with his eyelids twitching

"Blacksmith, is this?"

"wood!"

The blacksmith said the word "wood" without embellishing his words.

Ning Chang'an's mouth twitched

I didn't know Shazi myself, and whatever the blacksmith said was what I said, but the wood that Te Niang threw in was clearly Jianmu, and I had seen it in the local area.

Xiaobai gave four pieces, and the size of a palm can bring back the dead and make all things lively.

There is still a piece of mirror flowers and water moon. Paper beauty and evil spirits are used as magic pills every day to absorb the rich power of life. You just threw it in, but it is still a whole piece.

This kind of intimate complaint is moved.

Ning Chang'an knew the value of Jianmu. By analogy, the sand in the blacksmith's mouth is not ordinary, it is used to practice swordsmanship.

"Wood refines the Jingzhe Sword, and the sword gives birth to the sword spirit, and the spirit is the meaning of the sword." The blacksmith explained.

The blacksmith said the simple words, but Ning Chang'an was shocked.

The strong man said something like Meng Po’s sword, which actually means harmony between the zither and the zither. It is highly likely that the Jingzhe Sword has surpassed the level.

It is not upgraded to a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, but a magic weapon.

Ning Chang'an thought of the thirteen swords in Zhenhailou.

At that time, Chunqiu Gong's cultivation was slightly higher than himself, but he came to Zhenhailou's magic sword with his hand and opened the mountain with one sword to force Yan Xingyun to retreat.

Jianmu melts fire, and the blacksmith's hands have a blue luster, which covers his arms, and he directly holds swords and dark stones.

"This is called a stone. Using this stone to cast the Jingzhe Sword has the effect of restraining evil spirits and breaking the magic barrier."

There is never a limit to cognition.

Ning Chang'an directly linked to the hunting map. The blacksmith said that it could break the magical effect, but he could not enter the painting world like the hunting map again. He did not have to resist the thunder himself, tear it with one sword, and then leave the boundary.

There was endless sound of iron thieves in the blacksmith shop. In an incense stick, Ning Chang'an took the Jingzhe Sword again.

The Jingzhe Sword is a heavy sword, but it is not as generous as Ji Huaiying's "Zhulu" sword.

At this time, the Jingzhe Sword in Ning Chang'an's hand was similar in width to the "Zhulu Sword", and the length was slightly less than that, but it was three inches higher than before.

Ning Chang'an told Lin Xianghe his words in the capital. Zeng Yan's sword was three feet and six inches long, but now it happens to be three feet and nine inches long!

What is added is also a heavy feel.

Ning Chang'an used to fight against the enemy, and the qi of Jingzhe sword was like a rainbow.

In the blacksmith shop, holding a sword made by a blacksmith, without circulating the energy, thinking about the eighteen plates of sword intent, the Jingzhe Sword "buzzed" and let out a phoenix dance in the nine heavens.

The blacksmith shop suddenly filled the room with sword energy. It was as cold as if it was on a battlefield with millions of corpses.

Ning Chang'an recalled the blacksmith's face, and there was a surprise on his face.

Ning Chang'an's sword intent...
To be continued...