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Chapter 15: Armor Drawings)

Fang Hui waved her hand gently and said, "Young brother, don't be polite. I will keep you today because I want to discuss something with you."

Ying Chengfeng knew that the other party seemed to be discussing with him, but he actually did not have the qualifications to bargain, so he had to say, "Please give me the order."

Fang Hui nodded slightly, reached out to take out a piece of tissue paper, gently placed it on the table, and said, "Take it and take it."

Ying Chengfeng confessed his guilt and took the tissue paper and watched it carefully.

After only a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This turned out to be an armor drawing, and what surprised him was that there was a brand new spiritual pattern in the drawing.

"Can you tell what this is?" Fang Hui asked slowly.

Although the original owner of this body's true energy cultivation was not very high, he did not have a good meal for the past five years he had been with Ying Lied. Ying Chengfeng had completely inherited all the memories and knowledge of this body, so after reading it in detail, he already knew it in his heart.

"Senior, this is a drawing for creating armor." He paused for a moment, thought for a moment, but in fact he was taking this opportunity to exchange opinions with Zhiling in his brain: "If the younger generation expected it is not bad, this armor should be a suit."

Fang Hui's eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "I am really worthy of being a family background. I can even see this."

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly. He knew that the master in front of him must have misunderstood something, but since this misunderstanding was beneficial to him, he would naturally not be so stupid that he exposes it.

Fang Hui pondered for a while and said, "Little brother, have you ever heard of a set of spiritual weapons?"

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned. To be honest, he didn't know what a set of spiritual weapons was. But at this moment, if he didn't know, he would immediately arouse the other party's suspicion.

Nodding his head gently, he said, "I heard something."

Fang Hui smiled, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and said, "The set of spiritual weapons is the most difficult item to fill in spirits in the world. This is not only because the spiritual patterns are difficult to distribute, but also requires greater spiritual power and accurate calculations in the process of filling the spirits. Once there is a mistake, all previous efforts will be wasted." He sighed and said, "Even within our weapon Taoist sect, there are not many spiritual masters who can fill the spirits in the suit."

Ying Chengfeng nodded slowly and thought to himself that this kind of spiritual weapon is so difficult to refine. Could it be that there is something hidden in it?

Fang Hui's voice continued to sound: "However, there will be gains if there is any mistake. If the set of spiritual weapons is successfully filled with spirits, its power will also increase exponentially, and even the attacks of ordinary spiritual weapons can be easily resisted."

Ying Chengfeng suddenly realized, and at the same time, his heart was very moved, his eyes moved to the thin paper, and his bright eyes stared at him, as if he wanted to keep it in his heart.

Fang Hui smiled and said, "Little brother, I took out this drawing, but I didn't plan to take it back."

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "Senior means..."

"I want to ask you... to engrave spiritual patterns on the armor and make spirits into weapons." Fang Hui said solemnly.

Ying Chengfeng was shocked and hurriedly said, "Senior, you are joking."

Although this pair of armor and the spiritual patterns on the armor are complicated, Ying Chengfeng still has the confidence to create it. However, if he wants to make a spirit into a weapon, it is far from something he can do.

Fang Hui shook her head slightly and said, "Little brother, you naturally can't do it, but Brother Zhang should be able to do it."

A trace of inspiration flashed through Ying Chengfeng's mind, and he immediately realized that Fang Hui actually regarded him as a junior in Zhang Mingyun's family.

Indeed, if there is still someone who can complete such a complex method of spiritual infusion, then within a hundred miles, it is probably only Zhang Mingyun who is sure to be able to do so.

"This, this..." Ying Chengfeng smiled bitterly. Although he was quite brave, he did not dare to accept it easily.

What an identity Zhang Mingyun is, even Fang Hui obviously wants it, let alone an unknown young man.

Seeing him hesitated, Fang Hui hurriedly said, "Little brother, I have actually completed the armor, but there has been no progress in the engraving of the spirit patterns and the spiritual infusion. If you can help us solve this problem, I will be rewarded."

Ying Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Fang, if I have not read it wrong, these spiritual patterns seem to be a bit different."

Fang Hui raised her thumbs up and said, "The little brother is indeed a family-born. Hehe, these spiritual patterns are secret techniques that have been passed down from a big family. Not only are the spiritual patterns different, but even the spirit sealing stones that cooperate with them are specially made."

Spirit sealing stone...

Ying Chengfeng immediately remembered the small black stone used by Zhang Mingyun.

A sudden change in his heart, was it because there was not only one spirit sealing stone, but it had different types and functions? Of course, this question could only be kept in mind. If you ask it, everything would be exposed.

He nodded gently, Ying Chengfeng said, "Okay, I can try my best." He paused and said, "Please take out a set of armor and engrave the spiritual patterns on it below. Wait until the spiritual patterns are engraved..."

Fang Hui nodded heavily and said, "When the spiritual pattern is engraved, Fang will present the spirit seal stone and ask the little brother to hand it over to Master Zhang."

He responded softly, Ying Chengfeng turned around and left. When he walked to the door, he found that someone had already prepared a large wooden box and a carriage.

He sighed helplessly, drove the driver away, and drove away from the town alone.

Not long after he left, Yuan Biao walked in with his fat body again with difficulty.

"Senior Brother Fang, do you think that boy is reliable?" He whispered: "Do you want me to send someone to follow me?"

"Hmph, how could the Zhang family be unreliable?" Fang Hui glanced at him and said, "You are wondering how I recognized him."

"Yes, my senior brother's eyes are as bright as lightning, my younger brother is dull." Yuan Biao quickly flattered and slapped him over.

Fang Hui smiled slightly, took Ying Chengfeng's spiritual sword from his hand, and said, "You have also seen this sword, how do you feel?"

Yuan Biao immediately said with a smile: "This sword is very good. I have been the shopkeeper here for so many years. There are many spiritual weapons in my hand, but there are very few that can match this sword."

Fang Hui laughed silently and said, "You boy, you really have a hint of eyes." He stroked the sword body and said, "You don't know how to engrave the spiritual patterns, so you can't see the preciousness of this sword." He murmured, "There are several not obvious breakpoints on this sword."

Yuan Biao's face changed drastically, and he certainly knew the meaning of the spiritual pattern breakpoint. If a weapon breaks out when engraving the spiritual pattern, then he will most likely give up.

Because breakpoints will cause huge obstacles and resistance to the operation of spiritual power.

But there are several breakpoints on this top-grade spiritual sword, which is so shocking.

Fang Hui curled the corner of her mouth slightly and said, "But these breakpoints have been processed by experts. Not only have the breakpoints basically smoothed, but he also made modifications to the basic spiritual pattern. Hehe..." He laughed dryly and said, "Who else will besides him in such a character within a radius of dozens of miles?"

Yuan Biao gasped and said, "Senior Brother Fang, since Master Zhang has made a move, why do you still have to create these spiritual pattern breakpoints? Is it because it contains deep meaning?"

Fang Hui laughed silently and said, "That's a deep meaning, hum, I think these breakpoints are probably what the kid made of."

"He is also a spiritual scholar?" Yuan Biao said in surprise.

"It may not be true now, but it may not be true in the future." Fang Hui said slowly: "If I guess it is good, Master Zhang should have accepted this person as his disciple and guided him to learn spiritual skills."

Yuan Biao had an unconcealed look of envy in his eyes. Being able to become a disciple of Master Zhang is even more enviable than a disciple of the inner court of the Qidao Sect.

Fang Hui picked up the long sword again and looked at it carefully, with unconcealed appreciation in her eyes.

"Haha, a little disciple's hand-training work has become a waste. But under Master Zhang's skill, he has resurrected himself and has become a top-grade masterpiece. Such skills are really amazing." After a long time, Fang Hui said sincerely.

Yuan Biao responded repeatedly and said, "If this sword does not have those spiritual pattern breakpoints, wouldn't it become stronger and stronger?"

Fang Hui pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "It should be like this." He paused and couldn't help asking, "Do you know what is the biggest feature of this sword?"

Yuan Biao immediately said: "Unparalleled in sharpness."

Fang Hui smiled slightly and said, "If it were just unparalleled, how could I give a top-notch evaluation?"

Yuan Biao was stunned and said in surprise: "Is this sword another mystery?"

"That's natural." Fang Hui's wrist shook slightly and said, "The biggest advantage of this sword is that it has made changes to the spiritual patterns and used secret techniques when it was injected into the spirit, which made the sword light of this sword three more points, but the demand for true qi was reduced a lot."

Yuan Biao's small eyes were wide open, and he was secretly shocked.

It is already a great thing to be able to make the sword light three points more. The reduction in the demand for true qi can make this sword used by low-level warriors, which is definitely an extremely useful attribute.

Although the spiritual pattern can release powerful power after being filled with spirit, it requires more powerful true qi as power. Therefore, the more powerful the weapon is, the more true qi it needs.

However, this sword is very different. While increasing the sharpness of the sword light, the demand for true qi has decreased.

In this way, those who use this sword can stimulate the power of this sword for a longer time, and perhaps this is the opportunity to win when life and death are fighting.

At this point, there was no more grudge in his heart.

This spiritual sword, let alone a hundred medium-grade health pills, is worth it even if it is one hundred and fifty.

However, he still had some concern in his heart: "Senior brother, but that person did not admit that he was Master Zhang Mingyun's disciple."

Fang Hui laughed silently and said, "Don't worry, the techniques of smoothing the spiritual patterns of breaking points are different from each sect. The techniques on this long sword are definitely from the Zhang family. Besides..." He paused slightly and said, "The armor and drawings I gave are not rare, and they will be lost if they lose them. But if they can use this to get a relationship with Zhang Mingyun, that would be a real profit."

ps: Tomorrow morning, Baihe will go to watch the daughter’s school opening day.

I have to go to practice driving in the afternoon to welcome the exam for the next day.

Please vote for some recommendation votes as encouragement to Bai He, thank you...

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