The elder of Dihuoshan Village shook his head and had put away his contempt for this young man. The person who can casually say that he went into the underworld to hunt the flying yaksha is definitely not the kind of person that everyone imagined he could despise at will.
:
"If you want to create a powerful black iron blood weapon, then the soul of Feitian Yaksha will be very suitable, even far better than the souls of other ferocious beasts."
"However, if you want to create a bronze blood weapon, then the soul of Feitian Yaksha is far from enough. In addition to the lack of soul strength, the most important thing is that if you want to create a bronze blood weapon, you must hunt that
A powerful beast related to the earth."
"In other words, you need to hunt ferocious beasts that possess the essence of mountains or rivers. The stronger the ferocious beasts are, the more powerful the bronze blood magic weapon you create will be. Let me ask you, do you have
Confidence in hunting a mountain spirit?".
The great elder of Dihuoshan Villa (None—looked at Yang Jidao.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji was shaken all over, knowing that he might have underestimated the difficulty of making a bronze blood magic weapon. But Yang Ji didn't expect that it would be so difficult.
Hunting a god?
Even the Great Wuzong who was at the eighth level of martial arts did not have this confidence, let alone that he had not yet reached the eighth level of martial arts. The original imperial order to deal with the evil spirit in Langya County was still fresh in Yang Ji's memory.
Although the mountain god is not necessarily comparable to an evil spirit that is about to hit the evil god realm, it is definitely not something that ordinary martial arts experts can deal with.
"Hey, don't think too much. In the realm of our Dihuoshuo Village, we can currently only build the lowest level of river-level bronze blood weapons. Mountain-level bronze blood weapons... There are only a few places where they can be made, so even if you give it
I'm afraid we can't forge the soul of a mountain god. As for the constellation-level bronze blood magic weapon, it is even beyond our capabilities. It is estimated that only the great gates of the Han Dynasty can cast it."
Seeing the ugly look on Yang Ji's face, the elder of Dihuoshan Manor burst into laughter. The first few words were meant to tease the boy. They also made him retreat from the difficulties and realize that the bronze blood magic weapon was not as easy as he imagined.
The inner gate of Dihuoshan Manor rarely receives individuals other than wealthy families, aristocratic families, and nobles. This is not because Dishan Manor looks down on those without background.
But except for the powerful families, aristocratic families, nobles, and the Five Holy Lands, ordinary forces simply do not have the ability to hunt the souls of those powerful ferocious beasts!
There is no doubt that no one told the young man this news.
Your Highness, Yang Ji remained silent.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the rich kid from Cangyun County. There was no doubt that when he was ridiculing himself, he must have known these inside stories. It was ridiculous that he didn't even imagine it at the time.
Ouyang Zushi was the most likely to tell him the news, but unfortunately, his status in the family was not high. The bronze blood weapon was undoubtedly an important secret of the family and was not accessible to the core disciples.
"well!"
Yang Ji sighed deeply in his heart. At this moment, he was actually a little grateful to the elder of Dishan Villa.
If it hadn't been for him, I probably wouldn't have had access to this information.
However, Yang Ji is not someone who gives up easily. Although the casting of bronze blood instruments is much more difficult than he imagined, Yang Ji is not without gains.
——There is no doubt that although it is difficult to create, the power of a real bronze blood weapon far exceeds my expectation.
I recommended the bronze blood magic weapon based on the power of the black iron blood magic weapon. But the real situation is that the bronze blood magic weapon and the black iron blood magic weapon belong to two completely different types of magic weapons.
If you can really successfully build a bronze blood weapon, I'm afraid it will be of great help to you in winning the martial arts examination.
I already have the Eight-Armed Demon God Diagram. If I have another bronze blood weapon, it will be of unimaginable help to me.
Yang Ji couldn't imagine anyone else who could defeat him in such a competition!
On the other hand, if the descendants of noble families possess bronze blood magic weapons (with their strength, this situation is very likely to happen). But if you don't, then your advantage of having the Eight-Armed Demon God Diagram will most likely be offset.
This is something Yang Ji cannot tolerate.
No matter how difficult it is to refine the bronze blood weapon, Yang Ji will find a way to give it a try.
"I will find a way to solve the matter of the ferocious beast souls and other materials. In any case, I still hope that your village can help me build a bronze blood magic weapon. As for the reward, your village will never suffer a loss."
Just when the elders of Dihuoshan Village thought that Yang Ji would give up, Yang Ji suddenly said something that was surprising. His expression was calm and he was not joking at all.
"This young man..."
In the main hall, the elder of Dihuoshuang Manor opened his eyes wide. He had to admit that this young man surprised him. He had already explained to him the great difficulty of making a bronze blood magic weapon. Unexpectedly, he still persisted.
"young people……"
The great elder was about to speak when suddenly, a loud voice came.
"No need to say it!"
In the middle of the main hall, the owner of the Dihuoshan Villa who had been silent and absent-minded suddenly opened his eyes, looked directly at Yang Ji with piercing eyes, and interrupted the elder's words without hesitation:
"Our Dihuoshan Village will not help you create a bronze blood magic weapon!"
The answer was crisp and clear, without any sloppiness.
"Why?"
Yang Ji was startled and exclaimed. According to the previous communication, Yang Ji originally thought that an agreement was about to be reached at the Dishan Villa. Unexpectedly, the intervention of the owner of the Dishan Villa completely disrupted his plan.
"There is no reason why, during this period of time, it is impossible for us to create a bronze blood magic weapon for anyone. No matter it is a noble, aristocratic family, a wealthy family, or you!"
The owner of the Dishan Mountain Villa had a resolute face and a decisive voice that left no room for negotiation:
"The reason why I asked you to come in is not to covet your flint, but to clearly express to you the views of our Dishan Villa, so that you will not come again and again. Now, go back!"
"!!!"
surprise!
stunned!
This scene was completely beyond Yang Ji's expectation. The owner of Dihuoshuo Village refused so simply and neatly.
Yang Ji glanced at the great elder of Dihuoshan Village in the main hall. In the main hall, the great elder sighed in his heart and could only express a "powerless" look.
To be honest, he actually has a good impression of this young man. However, the current situation in the villa makes it impossible to help anyone refine weapons.
Those aristocratic families who came to visit several times, Xungui was like this, and Yang Ji was also like this.
"Young man, you'd better go back. If you still have this intention after a year, you might as well give it another try."
The elder of Dihuoshan Village sighed.
Talking so much to Yang Ji is out of admiration for him, and he has done everything he can to be benevolent and righteous. Even for those nobles and noble families, he has never been so detailed.
"call!"
With his robes swaying, the great elder stood up from his seat after saying this. On the other side, the owner of the village had already stood up impatiently and was about to get up and enter the inner hall.
The owner of the village has already stood up, and as an elder, it is impossible for him to sit still.
The clatter of footsteps was loud in the hall, and the owner of Dishan Manor left quickly with a group of elders. Although several elders looked at Yang Ji with regret, they did not stop.
At the last glance, Yang Ji saw several Yahuan from the Dihuoshan Villa walking out of the inner hall and whispering something in the ear of the owner of the Dihuoshan Villa.
Yang Ji only vaguely heard something about the young village master.
"Sir, please."
In the main hall, a middle-aged man with a scarred face that Yang Ji had met once appeared without knowing when. He put one hand behind his back and made a "please" gesture with the other hand, his face expressionless.
After coming out of the main hall, Yang Ji's mind was still in a daze until the last moment. This meeting was inexplicable. After talking so much to the elders of Dishan Manor, the final result was a straightforward rejection.
If you want to refuse, why don't you just refuse it from the beginning? Is it just to reject yourself in person?
And before leaving at the end, what did the elder mean when he told him to come back in a year?
Is it to tell myself that I won’t be able to refine weapons within this year, but I can do it in a year? But why?
In short, this meeting gave Yang Ji a very strange feeling. And with such a rejection, Yang Ji felt very unwilling.
Rarely do you give up on something you want to do halfway, let alone if it is related to your life's destiny and future.
"Give way, give way!"
While he was thinking about it, there was a sudden shouting. Yang Ji looked up and saw several middle-aged men dressed as miracle doctors with heavy heads, passing by him with medicine boxes on their backs, and looking anxiously towards him.
Go to the inner hall.
Looking at these anxious doctors, Yang Ji's heart moved, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning. Yang Ji's whole body was agitated, and he suddenly understood something. He suddenly turned around and looked at the sky in the direction of the inner hall behind him.
Previously, masters from major nobles, aristocratic families, and wealthy families gathered together, with mixed auras, and Yang Ji could not see clearly. But at this moment, except for Yang Ji, the entire inner hall was filled with people from the Dihuoshan Villa.
Without the interference of others, Yang Ji's huge mental perception of the eighth major martial arts sect level was immediately clear:
In the inner hall of Dihuoshan Manor, one after another, the essence pillars of Little Zhoutian, Generals, Wuzong, and Dawu Zong burst out and soared into the sky.
These warriors exude essence from the inside out, which ordinary people cannot see. But Yang Ji can see it clearly, and because of his talent as a scholar, Yang Ji can see it more clearly than others.
Abandoning the interference from the outside world, Yang Ji clearly saw a chaotic aura in the forest-like pillar of energy, changing erratically, sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a tide, sometimes like a flame, sometimes an avalanche... In short, it was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
, constantly in a state of violence.
But this kind of violence could not last forever. Just like the flickering candlelight, Yang Ji felt the smell of dying.
"I see!"
Yang Ji suddenly realized something in his heart and was filled with emotion. When he was still outside the Dishan Villa, he felt something was wrong, but at that time there were too many people and too much interference to see clearly.
But now, everything is clear. (To be continued...)
