Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 154 Peerless Excalibur
You, how do you know?" Vijerom lowered his head and said: "In order to stay in shape, it is inevitable to starve to lose weight. In normal entertainment, the over-enthusiastic nobles always force me to eat and drink, so I have to eat less in the next few days.
I don’t want to live like this if I want something, but I have no choice, actors often have no choice but to do what they want.”
"Can you think of a way for me to meet the Queen? The condition is urgent and cannot be delayed for a second. We must hurry up."
"How about this? I once showed her your classical poems, and Her Majesty the Queen also likes your poems very much. I have to perform a song for the Queen next Thursday. I can mention it to her then and invite a poet.
It shouldn't be difficult to enter the palace, and the regent won't stop you."
"Okay, that's the arrangement."
"Can I listen to your new poem again?" Vijerome came here just for this, and he waited for a long time before he dared to ask.
Shen Zhimo thought for a moment and then said: "Her clothes are as beautiful as clouds, and her appearance is as beautiful as flowers. The spring breeze blows on the railings, and the dew moistens the flowers. If you don't see such a beauty in heaven, you will definitely see it in Illida."
We meet again under the moonlight of the city." He used the famous line from the poet Li Bai, "The clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is thick."
When Vijerom heard this, he was first intoxicated by the gorgeous words, and then thought he was describing himself. He was surprised and happy, and said repeatedly: "What a beautiful poem, what a wonderful metaphor, I died when I heard this poem."
I am willing to do so."
Shen Zhimo lit up his cigar, blew out a thick and long stream of white smoke from his nostrils, and said arrogantly: "It's just average. I have tens of thousands of such poems, but no one in the world is worthy of listening to me."
Poetry." Seeing that Vijerom's expression was different, he changed his words and said: "You are not bad, you are not in that category."
Vijerom's heart almost floated to the clouds.
After talking for a while and confirming the details of next week's meeting with the Queen, Shen Zhimo revealed a little and pretended to be mentally exhausted, and the dead demon said goodbye in a sensible manner, although his eyes were particularly reluctant to leave.
"I finally know what it means to be creepy." He slumped down on the chair and refused to move. He picked up the cup and wanted to drink water but poured it into his nose: "Ahem... Damn it, you really step on dog poop when you walk, and you drink cold water between your teeth.
, so unlucky. As long as I can get close to the Queen, I will immediately sever ties with him."
"Sir, someone wants to see you." Old Hammar had just sent Vijerom out and scurried in like a dog.
Shen Zhimo was very wary: "What's your name? Are you a boy, a girl, or a transvestite? How old are you? What's your purpose here?"
"It's the dwarf blacksmith from Tongshu Street. He said that the thing you want is almost finished. Please come over quickly."
Shen Zhimo jumped up, waved his hand and said: "Prepare your horse!"
The door of the "Magic Iron Furnace" blacksmith shop is closed. After passing through the front shop, a large circular furnace is set up in the middle patio. It is more than two people tall and four meters in diameter. Eight bellows are pushing and pulling rapidly, and the furnace fire is blazing.
White flames soared into the sky. More than 20 strong dwarves did not dare to show their anger, and they were witnessing the most exciting moment in the history of forging. The snowflakes falling from the sky were melted into water by the high temperature, and then turned into a stream of steam.
Standing ten meters away, you can still feel the heat wave hitting your face. Karabo's head is covered with sweat, and his command is determined. His men are running around, everything is in order, and there is no chaos.
Rockmode was responsible for accompanying Shen Zhimo, placing him under the corner awning, serving him a pot of strong rum, and said: "Sir, the greatest sword in history is about to be released."
"Sword? Oh, no, what I want is a gun, not a sword." As soon as Shen Zhimo sat down, he immediately slapped the table and stood up: "Quickly ask your Master Karabo to stop moving. I am only interested in muskets. What kind of rubbish sword
Just do it yourself, don't rush to call me over."
Rockmode quickly explained: "Master Karabor believes that the structure of the musket is simple and not a problem. He has figured out all the joints and built several mithril muskets for experiments a few days ago. He will be able to build them for you soon.
.In this world, swords and magic are the masters. The sword in the furnace embodies the highest forging achievements of the dwarves. I dare say it will become an artifact worshiped by countless knights. The most important thing is that it belongs to you!"
"Okay, if this broken sword doesn't attract me, just wait and see."
"No, you can't doubt Master Karabo. He has the highest level in the world and will definitely satisfy you." After speaking, Rockmode thought: "In the future, people in the mainland will know that the artifact was completed in my shop, then I will be close to becoming rich and famous."
It’s not far away. Hey, why is it so dark suddenly?”
At this time, the sky was dark and dark, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. The sky was touching the ground, and the edges could not be seen at a glance. I had never seen such heavy snow before, as if it was responding to the sign that the divine soldier was about to be born.
Karabo looked up
He shouted out a string of spells in a strong Dun Morogh dialect, which was intertwined with the sound of bellows and sparks falling to the ground. It was impossible to hear what he was saying. In an instant, starlight jumped out of the seven ventilation holes of the stove. Twenty
Several dwarves were stunned by the vision and stared blankly.
Rockmode explained in a lengthy manner: "The master tried dozens of fuels, but failed to melt that piece of iron. Finally, he spent a lot of effort to get the clean coal produced from the Dragon Volcano vein, which burns at an extremely high temperature.
, any metal can be melted into water, so I had to continue the experiment. You see, it has reached the last moment, and the seven-star chain has appeared. I counted correctly, it is indeed seven stars. Oh my God, a miracle, it is simply a miracle.
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"Don't pretend to be a fool. Tell me honestly what the Seven Stars Link is."
"The master said that every weapon has its own soul, and weapons without souls can only be called garbage. The master is using his super spiritual power to try to summon the soul of the sword. In the past, the best was only five stars, but now
Seven of them actually appeared, oh, I witnessed history..." Rockmode's face glowed with excitement, and he almost wanted to throw himself into the stove.
The seven o'clock star flashed and disappeared, and Carabo shouted: "Turn on the furnace!"
The furnace suddenly opened, and hot air spurted out. Several dwarves who had been working on iron all year round were burned by the extraordinary temperature, and they crawled away screaming. A red light flashed in the furnace. Karabo only took one look, and immediately turned pale with shock.
The full momentum suddenly leaked out, and he stood blankly in the middle of the patio, with wrinkles all over his face, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of years. "There is no soul! This sword does not have a soul dedicated to it. I have failed. Is this the case?"
This kind of metal already has godhood, and I, as a mortal, can’t drive it?”
Shen Zhimo stepped forward and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Master, don't worry too much. No matter what it is forged, it doesn't matter. Even if it is ordinary, it can still be used to chop firewood, kill pigs, and butcher dogs."
In the furnace area, there was a sword lying in the midst of the red fire.
The blade of this sword is more than 1.2 meters long, and the handle is about 30 centimeters. There are thirteen sharp barbs under the blade. It is wide in the middle and pointed at the front, like a long and narrow rhombus. The hilt has dense grooves. The style is
It was extremely cold. Although it was still being ravaged by the fire, black mist spread out from the blade and trembled slightly, as if it contained endless evil power. It was the best. Shen Zhimo could no longer move his eyes after seeing it. All his previous prejudices were gone.
Putting it aside, I just feel that with such a sword, it is easy to conquer the world.
Karabo sighed: "When the time comes, it will be a waste, not even a Thorium weapon with a soul. It has to be recast. However, the second recast will inevitably cause fatal damage to this metal. There is only one chance.
But I watched it slip away..."
"What? Will it be affected by recasting it? Is there anyone saved?" Shen Zhimo suddenly remembered the past of the Mingjiao Liehuo Hall recasting the Heavenly Sword at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. He couldn't help but grab the porcelain wine bottle. His internal energy was everywhere, and he crushed it on the spot, grabbing a sharp piece.
The piece of porcelain was sliced into the chest. Dozens of dwarfs all exclaimed.
The wound was extremely deep, and blood spurted out, pouring onto the long sword in the furnace, and immediately turned into black smoke when exposed to heat. In general, there is a price to pay for forging spiritual weapons. If necessary, use the blood as a guide, and even jump into it.
You don’t hesitate to enter the furnace, only then can you accomplish it.
Suddenly, the black gas on the sword blade became thicker and thicker, and the furnace buzzed and vibrated. All the remaining heat seemed to be absorbed by the long sword, and the red light dimmed. Finally, the furnace was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly. At first
The snowflakes fell on the outer wall of the furnace and turned into snow water. As the temperature cooled, they gradually formed into solid ice, freezing the furnace into an extremely hard lump that shone brightly in the night light.
The patio instantly returned to the normal outdoor temperature, and it was extremely cold. A large number of shirtless dwarves were shivering with their arms folded, sneezing and sniffling.
Karabor cried: "Great Titan! What did I see? It was beyond my control."
Rockmode worked diligently to get a bandage, but Shen Zhimo ignored it and allowed the blood to flow over his clothes and onto his belly. He commanded the scene even more like a master: "Why are you still standing there? Go and burn incense and pray, and burn paper to pray to heaven.
Zhu, find me an axe."
Everyone didn't understand what he meant, but they still followed his instructions. Of course there would be no so-called incense in the blacksmith shop. A clever guy got half a box of incense, threw it into a few old newspapers, and burned it together to complete the ceremony.
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Shen Zhimo grabbed the axe, closed his eyes, looked solemn, and recited in Chinese: "There is bright moonlight in front of the window. I suspect it is frost on the ground. I raised my head to look at the moon and lowered my head to think about my hometown." After reading, he struck the ice with the axe.