These nobles, aristocratic families, and wealthy families who entered were excited and full of expectations when they went there. But when they came out, although they were a little restrained, there was an obvious look of disappointment on their faces, and it was obvious that their requirements were not met.
Yang Ji is now in a dilemma. Dishan Village has limited manpower that can refine weapons, and this kind of thing is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If Dishan Village agrees to the requests of these big forces, it means that his own
If you fall behind in the requirements, you may not be able to make it in time for the martial arts examination.
And if the demands of those powerful aristocratic families and honorable nobles are not met,... Yang Jiren, alone, is not as good as those noble nobles from those aristocratic families, why should they agree to him?
Thinking of this, Yang Ji couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. He finally realized that he might have thought a little too naively about asking someone to refine weapons.
Yang Ji was thinking a lot in his mind, and he didn't notice that there were fewer and fewer people in front of the inner house.
"Yang Ji!"
Suddenly, a voice floated into his ears. Yang Ji raised his head and found that the door of the inner house was open. At the door, a dignified middle-aged man who looked like a butler was looking at him.
"Are you Yang Ji?"
The butler had his hands clasped behind his back and looked majestic.
"Um."
Yang Ji nodded and glanced around, only to realize that the front of the inner house was empty. All the nobles and nobles who had been with him before were gone.
"Please come with me."
The housekeeper clasped his hands behind his back, turned around and walked inside. After passing through many corridors, in a slightly dark hall, Yang Ji finally saw the owner of the Dishan Villa.
The high seat made of pig iron stood like a giant beast, standing above the main hall. And on this "giant beast", sat an imposing and majestic middle-aged man.
His figure is thin, his hands are wide, and he presses them on the armrest. He shows a powerful momentum, which is intimidating.
But the most impressive thing is the middle-aged man's eyes, which are like the bright moon behind the dark clouds, making it impossible to look directly.
"Master!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, followed by another thought:
"Great Wuzong!"
This middle-aged man gave Yang Ji a very powerful feeling, even more powerful than the Song Ziqi he met in the underworld. This feeling was like the difference between a chick and a grown-up rooster.
In the owner of the Dihuoshan Villa, Yang Ji even felt a strong and masculine aura of martial arts. It was obvious that the owner of the Dihuoshan Villa had already half-stepped into the realm of martial arts.
As a leader who specializes in making swords and refining weapons, rather than focusing on martial arts, the cultivation level of the owner of the Dishan Mountain Villa is already quite astonishing.
However, when he glanced at the eyes of the owner of Dishan Manor, Yang Ji felt that there was a trace of deep sadness hidden deep in those eyes, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, and he also gave people a feeling of being lost in thought when he looked at him.
It feels like my mind is not here at all.
"You said there was flint?"
The humming sound echoed in the main hall. The owner of Dishan Mountain Villa got straight to the point and went straight to the topic in the first sentence.
Yang Ji was slightly startled when he heard this, and a trace of astonishment flashed across his face. He originally thought that the owner of the Dihuoshuo Manor would talk to him about the weapon refining and the ten-kilogram copper mother, but he did not expect that what he cared about most was the flint.
"No wonder, it turned out to be for flint."
Yang Ji felt a sudden realization in his heart. Although the copper mother of ten thousand years is precious, it can only cast one thing. But flint can be used continuously.
For the Dihuoshan Manor, which makes a living by forging swords and refining weapons, the Wan Zai Copper Mother appears to be more valuable. But in fact, flint is more practical and more useful for the Dihuoshuo Manor.
However, Yang Ji never said that he had flint at all. The words of the owner of Dihuoshan Villa were completely incomprehensible.
But after taking a look at the owner of the villa on the cast iron throne, Yang Ji knew in his heart that this owner was also a man with extremely rich life experience and experience, and he must have sniffed out clues from his own words.
This kind of person will only summon him because of something he is interested in. If he answers no, he is afraid that he will expel him immediately without saying anything.
It was so quiet in the main hall that you could hear a pin drop.
Yang Ji turned around with these thoughts in his mind and quickly made a decision without thinking about it for too long.
"I do!"
Yang Jidao answered simply and neatly. With just one sentence, he attracted the attention of several eyes in the hall. Yang Ji was notified that the owner of the village had summoned him.
But in fact, there was far more than just the owner of the Dishan Villa in the main hall. To his left and right, there were several smaller pig iron thrones. On each throne was an elder of the Villa who was quite young.
"Where did you get the flint?"
An elder who looked very prestigious and had an extraordinary status said in a deep voice. His voice was loud and his eyes were aggressive, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"You don't have to worry about it."
Yang Ji was categorical and blocked the other party's inquiries. The elders' inquiries also aroused a little rebellion in him. He was here to make a deal, not to accept questioning.
And if you let the other party know your true identity, you probably don't know how much trouble it will cause. Yang Ji still knows the principle of not exposing your wealth.
"I came here this time hoping to help me refine a bronze blood magic weapon. As long as the sacrifice is successful, I can give you ten kilograms of ten thousand years of copper mother as the price. As for the flint you want, I can do the same.
supply."
Yang Ji reported his base price. This remuneration could not but be said to be generous. Yang Ji believed that under normal circumstances, Dishan Villa would not refuse.
However, unexpectedly, the owner of Dishan Mountain Villa, who was sitting high in the middle, did not respond, while the elders of the Villa on both sides suddenly couldn't help laughing.
"Hahaha, young man, do you know how difficult it is to refine a bronze blood weapon?"
"The Ten Thousand Years Copper Mother is indeed the basic material of the Bronze Blood Artifact, but do you know how many other materials are needed besides this?"
"As a reward, I have to say that you are quite generous."
"You probably only know the casting process of the black iron blood magic weapon, right? The forging of every bronze blood magic weapon has to go through a lot of hardships. If it were so easy to forge, all you need is the materials. Then the bronze blood magic weapon would have been everywhere
That’s it.”
"Flint is useful. There are not many flints in the villa. But low-level flints are of no use for refining bronze blood weapons. The temperature of the flames is simply not enough!"
…………
A group of people laughed. Hearing the laughter, Yang Ji knew that there must be something wrong with the information he collected.
My experience was gained from using the Nether Magical Artifact and the semi-finished ring in Song Yi's hand, but obviously, there seems to be a big difference between my bronze blood magic weapon and the black iron blood magic weapon.
The information I know about the bronze blood method seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the refining situation of these masters.
"It seems that something went wrong."
Yang Ji frowned slightly. Although he knew that these villa elders did not mean any harm, this feeling was still unpleasant. Firestone? Huh, these guys probably don’t know that they have collected various grades of firestone in their mustard bottles!
"If there is a lack of other materials, I can find a way to get them."
Yang Ji said in a deep voice, his eyes shining, without flinching at all.
"This is not a matter of material or not."
The seemingly prestigious elder of the villa looked at Yang Ji. He shook his head and smiled:
"Young man, without the huge effort and long time required to refine a bronze blood weapon, do you know what the most important material of a bronze blood weapon is?"
"What is it?"
Yang Ji did not answer accordingly. Although he wanted to answer whether it was Wanzai Bronze Mother, Yang Ji knew that this was definitely not the answer he wanted.
"Hey, although the Ten Thousand Years Copper Mother and other magic weapon materials are precious, the most precious thing about the blood magic weapon is never these basic materials, but the soul of the ferocious beast sealed in it."
The elder of the villa said with a smile.
This young man was a formidable young man, so he came to them to refine the weapon with a hundred kilograms of copper mother. It was enough to refine the ordinary black iron and blood magic weapon. But the bronze blood magic weapon was not that easy.
If this were the case, by relying on the special weapon refining advantages of the Dihuoshan Village, we could obtain a large amount of rewards from the Ten Thousand Years Copper Mother and then forge them into blood magic weapons. The Dihuoshan Village would already have masters like the clouds, emerging one after another, surpassing all the aristocratic families, and they would be noble!
"Let me ask you, I only brought the Wan Zai Bronze. Did you bring the soul of the ferocious beast that was used to sacrifice the blood refining weapon?"
The elder of the Villa said.
"This shouldn't be too difficult, right? I can hunt at any time if necessary."
Yang Ji frowned and said.
The elders of the Villa in the main hall laughed one after another, as if they had known it would be like this.
"Young man, it's not like this. The power of the blood magic weapon is determined by the power of the soul of the ferocious beast sealed in it. It is not the iron mother or copper mother as the foundation. Although these things are indeed important, but they are not
The most decisive thing. Let me ask you. If I need the soul of a vicious beast, where should I hunt it? What should I hunt?"
It was still the elder of the villa, who rarely looked serious.
Yang Ji was slightly startled, and suddenly he couldn't say anything. He originally wanted to say something like a black tiger or an iron-backed ape, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that these were actually the things needed for the black iron blood magic weapon.
He really hadn't thought carefully about what ferocious beast souls the bronze blood magic weapon needed.
"How about Feitian Yaksha?"
Yang Ji was silent for a moment and suddenly said that the most powerful evil creature he could think of was probably the flying yaksha in the underworld, a powerful creature close to the Wuzong level.
If necessary, Yang Ji doesn't mind going to the underworld again to hunt these flying yakshas. With his current strength and the flying sword in his hand, it shouldn't be a problem.
"Buzz!"
As soon as Yang Ji finished speaking, all the laughter suddenly stopped, and the entire hall fell into silence. An elder from the famous Huoshan Manor looked at Yang Ji with a look of shock on his face.
Even the elder of the Dihuoshan Village with extraordinary status who asked Yang Ji kept his mouth shut.
The underworld is a filthy place full of dangers. Not to mention the countless powerful creatures and hurricanes that are everywhere, just breathing is a problem there.
The questions that the young man in front of me started to ask were almost childish, but what he said now was simply terrifying. Going to hunt the flying yaksha in the filthy and dangerous underworld?
How can a crazy person imagine this, and also say it so seriously. (To be continued...) r1292