Three hundred and eighty-nine, Nine States Discussing Tao (12)
Lin Yige sent a message from his spiritual consciousness and urged Geng Xin three times before he succeeded in getting Geng Xin to let go of the black gold and return it to the puppet's bun.
She photographed the object from a distance, and used the puppet's eyes to look over and over at the piece of black gold in her hand that had been pierced by Geng Xin.
Xuanjin is about the size of a fist, very heavy to hold, irregular in shape, and looks like it is made of countless black mica fragments glued together, and its texture is extremely hard.
Before each refining operation, the refining master will clean the layer of ashes on the inner wall of the refining furnace to avoid affecting the grade of the refining items.
Only a furnace that has been continuously forging swords with spiritual fire for many years can form such a large piece of mysterious gold.
If this mysterious gold came from Song Ziping's hand, it can only be said that he was a skilled and bold man, and his sword-making skills were definitely underestimated.
It’s hard to say whether the disciple is a talented person, but the master is definitely a talented person.
Lin Yige's heart moved, but he did not relent and agreed. He only said: "It's not impossible to ask me to find another way out for your disciple. It's just... this black gold is useless to you. Are you missing Taoist friend Song?"
Some sincerity?"
When Song Ziping heard this, his expression relaxed.
How could the owner of Kyushu Newspaper Bureau engage in loss-making business?
Even if it is a well-known rumor, it will cost a lot of money if it is compiled into a storybook by the master Cao Bai.
To the weapon refiner, Xuanjin is just residual waste that needs to be cleaned up. If Master Cao Bai agrees to it, it will make him uneasy.
Song Ziping raised his hand and pointed back to the bamboo hairpin in Master Cao Bai's hair, and said: "I have been making swords for many years, and I have made some achievements in refining weapons. Xuanjin is useless to me, but this magic weapon of Master Cao Bai is useless.
Not necessarily."
Sword-making can be considered a branch of weapon refining. As a sword-smith, Song Ziping can naturally feel the faint aura flowing on the bamboo hairpin.
Song Ziping was determined to find a way out for his disciples, but he would not let others take advantage of him. This move was also to prove his worth and make Master Cao Bai more interested.
Lin Yige heard this and took a quick look. As Song Ziping said, the bamboo hairpin would emit a burst of spiritual power from time to time. It was obvious that Geng Xin couldn't hold it back any longer.
She felt a little dumbfounded in her heart, and hurriedly sent a message to Geng Xin to order him to restrain his aura. She no longer had any thoughts of bargaining, so she said through the mouth of the puppet: "That's all, I agree to what Taoist Taoist Song asked for. A piece of black gold in exchange for an introduction.
, as for success or failure, it depends on you, the disciple yourself."
But this one sentence had no impact on either the Guiyi Sect or the Jiuzhou Newspaper Office.
"As it should be!" Song Ziping said as he patted his disciple on the shoulder, "Zhao Wujin, why don't you thank Senior Cao quickly?"
Zhao Wujin stepped forward to salute, but could not say anything.
Lin Yige noticed a hint of inconsistency. Zhao Wujin was silent from beginning to end, and his demeanor and behavior were different from ordinary people. He hurriedly asked: "Why is he silent? Is it possible... that he was born with a flaw?"
Song Ziping looked ashamed and cupped his hands and said: "To be honest with Master Cao Bai, in fact, this mysterious gold came from the hands of my disciple Zhao Wujin. Although Wujin was born with flaws and did not understand the world, he was extremely talented at making swords.
, if you follow me, you will only be buried!"
No wonder.
Even people like Lin Yige who don't forge swords by themselves know the impact of cleaning furnaces on the quality of the forged spiritual swords. Song Ziping, as a disciple of Divine Sword Peak, cannot possibly not know.
If Zhao Wujin didn't know what to do, it would make sense to just focus on smelting the gold liquid regardless.
Lin Yige was secretly happy, but said strangely: "You didn't tell me earlier! No matter how gifted a person is, no sect is willing to accept him... I have followed your instructions!"
Having said that, Lin Yige has decided to let Zhao Wujin and Ding Song enter the battle together.
The Guiyi Sect needs Zhao Wujin's sword-making talent, Zhao Wujin needs a shelter like the Guiyi Sect, and Gengxin also needs the mysterious gold produced by Zhao Wujin's sword-making.
Song Ziping's face heated up and he smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Cao Bai!"
"It's just... alas... that's all. As a gentleman, since I have promised, I will not go back on it!" "Cao Bai" showed a trace of embarrassment on his childish face, and his eyes kept glancing at Song Ziping hanging on his waist.
Storage bags.
Song Ziping immediately took off the storage bag and offered it with both hands: "I hope you will accept this bag of refining materials."
Is there any reason not to accept the duck that is offered to your mouth?
Lin Yige controlled the puppet to take the storage bag and put it away, and then said: "After the Jiuzhou Taoism Conference, you take Zhao Wujin to the Jiuzhou Newspaper Office as soon as possible."
Song Ziping bowed his hand in agreement, and then led "Cao Bai" out of the door with Zhao Wujin who looked confused.
…
Lin Yige turned to White Wolf with nothing, and not only got the mysterious gold that Geng Xin urgently needed, but also got a bag of refined materials.
She managed to put away the puppet when no one was around, inserted the bamboo hairpin that Geng Xin had transformed into into her head, and then happily sent a thousand-mile transmission note to her sixth senior brother Tu Baicao.
After sending out the transmission notes, Lin Yige took out the black gold and prepared to cut it into small pieces, but unexpectedly, Geng Xin turned into a sword and rushed towards her, almost cutting off two of her fingers.
Lin Yige was about to scold her a few words, but in the blink of an eye Geng Xin turned into a bamboo whip and hung it on her waist, without any movement.
The originally purple-black and shiny bamboo joints were covered with a layer of white frost, dimming them.
Lin Yige's vision almost went dark. No, why did Gengxin fall asleep?!
Without the help of Geng Xinxiang, Lin Yige will use his own cultivation level in the god transformation stage to drive the killing sword intent, and its power will be greatly reduced.
Now that things have come to this, Lin Yige can only hope that Gengxin will make a breakthrough soon.
When Geng Xin wakes up, she must be given a good lesson!
…
On the evening of the eighth day, it was the eve of Wen Caiwei’s wedding party.
The Kyushu Dao Forum in the formation was still as bright as day, and there was a sudden noise outside the door.
"It's gone!"
"There's a fire! Put out the fire quickly!"
"Don't panic, it's just a matter of putting out the fire, it's just a magic spell!"
"That's true..."
"No, there's something wrong with this fire. The spell is backing up the fire. Back away!"
…
Lin Yige immediately went out to take a look. In just a few breaths, the entire Tingfeng Pavilion building had been swallowed up by a sea of orange-red fire and began to melt like a candle.
Lu Hengbo followed his disciples out, and when he saw this, he said: "Master nephews, please take a good look. This is the earth fire taken from the center of the earth. After being refined, it is mostly used to refine weapons and make swords. Ordinary water methods can't do anything about it."
it."
Jiang Yan was eager for knowledge and asked: "How to extinguish this earth fire?"
Lu Hengbo said: "A fire with roots needs water without roots to extinguish it. Tingfeng Pavilion has Bu Taixu sitting in charge. He can call the wind and rain with just one breath."
Just as he was talking, two poisonous bees flashed in front of everyone's eyes.
In the past few days, Nu Mingyue would scatter the poisonous spirit bees outside Tingfeng Pavilion. Everyone had seen this insect control technique for a long time and had become accustomed to it. Lu Hengbo also stopped giving temporary lectures and waited for Nuan Mingyue to find out from the poisonous spirit bees.
information.
Yu Mingyue held the two poisonous spirit bees that were roasted until they were half burnt and crispy, and input a little spiritual power. She was immediately shocked: "Junior Sister Caiwei is still inside!"
