Demonic World: I Pay to Win in Cultivation

"Ding, ding, clang..."

The hammer lightly tapped on the red knife, and golden-red sparks splashed out, which quickly became dim as they flew in the air, and finally turned into black light fly ash floating in the room.

The knife body that has been driven into the structure of the talisman is undergoing the final step of modification. When the small hammer is struck, the hammer head with just the right force knocks out the last unevenness on the fish scale pattern on the knife surface.

"Stab—"

The fish-scale knife was inserted into the viscous quenching oil, and along with a stream of white smoke, a pungent and strange smell emerged.

When the deep-colored oil came into contact with the entire blade, a wonderful change occurred. The blade became harder, the blade became tougher, and the lines like fish scales also began to glow blue.

Pull out the cooled knife from the oil, the fish-scale knife shimmers coldly, and does not stick to a drop of oil, it is just a good knife.

The bearded blacksmith slashed at the target not far away with a knife. Amidst the howling sound like a wave, pieces of knife air like fish scales flew out and pierced the wooden target full of holes.

After that, the saber energy that was supposed to shoot straight into the wall behind the target turned sharply in mid-air, and flew back to the saber body in a rounded arc.

The light blue saber energy melted into the fish-scale knife of the same shape, and the blacksmith felt that the evil spirit returned to the body from the handle was almost intact, so he nodded in satisfaction, picked up a standard scabbard on the table, and put the knife into the sheath.

The sword is named Fish Scale, and it is the Sheng family's mass-produced high-grade weapon.

The fish-scale knife qi cut out by this knife does not lose its power in the water, and it can also take back the knife qi to regenerate, but it only sells for more than two hundred taels of silver. Bibohai is famous for its cheap price and good quality. One of the soldiers, many low-level monks who travel on the ship are willing to buy one.

"Today's counting is enough, you all go back, and you can have a drink while it's still early."

Several apprentices under him immediately tidied up the tools they had used for a day, and placed the six fish-scale knives that they had made today on a small cart, and said goodbye to their master respectfully one by one.

After walking out of the forging room, they immediately happily discussed which tavern they would like to drink, and they were no longer restrained in front of the master.

"I have been in this underground workshop for ten years, and my daughter should be as tall as these apprentices outside."

Wu Ying listened to the voice outside, sighed slightly in his heart, withdrew his wandering thoughts and pushed the small cart to go out. He still had to store the magic weapon he built in the warehouse before he could finish today's work.

But taking a step forward, Wu Ying keenly noticed a trace of mist in the room illuminated by the firelight, something he hadn't seen for ten years since he came to this dark underground.

Instinct made him pull out a fish-scale knife at his hand. You must know that even the underground workshops under the strict control of the Sheng family will have several murder cases every year. Even if most of the murderers can be caught, the dead will not survive.

Even if the Sheng family can provide free and rich food and drink, there are only more than 20,000 people with workshops. In the living area, there are hundreds of gambling houses, brothels, taverns, theater troupes, storytelling and other entertainments that are non-stop twelve hours a day.

However, people who live in a small workshop for a long time will still become irritable, irritable, and sensitive. Every year, some people commit suicide and some kill people.

The scale-like knife light was reflected on the fish-scale knife, Wu Ying stared at the only door of the forging room and held his breath. Once someone opened the door, he would be greeted by a fish-scale knife.

The fog in the room was getting thicker and thicker, and Wu Ying couldn't see where they came from. Obviously, there was no smoke pouring into the gap of the gate. This strange scene made a thin layer of cold sweat break out on his forehead.

"Wu Ying, born about twenty years ago, was born in Canglan City. He lost his father and mother when he was young. He signed a contract of sale with the iron shop under the Sheng family to have a full bowl of food in his early years."

"Forty-five years ago, I met my wife Wu Shi through someone's introduction, and a year later, I gave birth to a daughter. My life was happy and happy, but when you were 28 years old, your knife skills were acquired by the boss in the shop. With the approval of the master, he was taught the water tempering technique."

"You are very lucky. Only four of the ten people in the same group succeeded in practicing the spell, and the rest turned into mummies. But you are also unlucky. After completing the spell, you, a slave who signed a contract of prostitution, was brought to this The workshop has to pay off the debts of the thousands of worthless meals in the early years, and it is possible to see the sun again when you are old."

A man's voice rang in his ears, but Wu Ying looked around with a knife and did not see a figure, and immediately yelled.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? Do you think you can scare me if you find out some news about me? I have been a martial artist all my life, and I have never been afraid of anyone. If I have the ability, I will come out and fight with a sword."

"Did the Sheng family promise you that as long as you work here with peace of mind, they will let you go when you can't wield the hammer? That is all a lie, except for the Sheng family, no one can leave here alive. "

Invisible ripples swept across, and the man's voice passed through the mist and reached his ears, as if he had become extraordinarily sincere. Wu Ying's eyes quickly struggled with the words, and all kinds of past worries erupted from the depths of his heart.

"If you can really leave, when you were on the ground, why have you never heard of the rumors of the Sheng family workshop? What kind of method can make everyone who goes out keep their mouths shut? You have never guessed in your heart for so many years ?"

The words completely shook the middle-aged man's will, the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he fell to his knees, clutching his heart tightly.

The faces of his gentle wife and lovely daughter flashed in front of his eyes one after another, but Wu Ying found that he could not remember their appearance clearly after ten years, and this discovery made him feel so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

A man wearing a Rakshasa mask and winding horns appeared in the mist. He walked up to Wuying and knelt down, stroking the top of Wuying's head and comforting him.

"I came from outside and wanted to take some things from Sheng's house. When I leave, I can bring someone back to the ground. Are you willing to seize this opportunity?"

"I do, I do..."

Wu Ying raised his head, his face was full of tears, among them was the unwillingness to live in this place all his life, and also the longing for his relatives. Now he only has one thought in his mind, which is to do everything possible to get out of here.

Sensing the paranoid emotions stirred up by the other party, Du Kang outlined a silent smile at the corner of his mouth.

[horn planting method · sheep horn · bewitching]

Du Kang has been wandering around the workshop for a long time, except that there are too many mid-level monks on the third floor, and he didn't stay for a long time because he was worried that the boat would capsize in the gutter, he has roughly walked around the other places.

However, he found that the magic weapon warehouse and the material warehouse he wanted to go to were not easy to enter. Not only were the two adjacent warehouses protected by earth barriers, but they were also extremely tightly guarded. Only craftsmen with a certain status Masters can deliver and receive materials with their own tokens.

That's why Du Kang set his mind on Wu Ying.

When Du Kang was observing the terrain in the workshop, the craftsmen who passed by and chatted with them casually talked about Wuying, and suddenly felt that this was the person he was looking for, and he had the responsibility to save Wuying from the fire and water.

This is Du Kang's outpouring of compassion for Wu Ying's experience, but it is definitely not because Wu Ying has the authority to enter and exit the two warehouses, and it is not because he has family members outside, so he is more likely to be deceived and defeated.

Absolutely not!

Perhaps in this workshop of 20,000 people there is a more suitable candidate than Wu Ying, but Du Kang was very short on time, and after seeing the effect of the bewitching on him, he happily decided to be him.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the face, the original Raksha ghost face and horns all melted away, and a face exactly like Wu Ying appeared on Du Kang's face. He helped Wu Ying who was crying so hard and said kindly.

"Now, tell me about the precautions for going to the warehouse."

...

squeak--

The metal door was gently closed, and Wu Ying skillfully locked the door with a bunch of keys on her waist, said hello to passing acquaintances, and pushed the small cart with fish-scale knives to the depths of the workshop.

This is the second floor of the workshop.

The thick stone pillars on both sides of the passage supported this huge building. It was the time when work was over, and there were people coming and going on the road, there were groups of frolicking apprentices, and there were also magic soldiers pushing carts to deliver weapons like Wu Ying craftsman.

Only the master craftsman who leads a room alone can enter the storeroom, which creates such a strange scene where the master is busy and the apprentice is idle, which is also a strange thing in this workshop.

The roadside oil lamps infused with whale oil only light up one after another. It is said that this is a new rule established by the Sheng family to save money. In some dark corners where the oil lamps cannot clearly illuminate, you can see couples of men and women embracing each other from time to time.

A small closed society of 20,000 people will always have some strange ethos adapted to the social structure, and an open relationship between men and women is one of them.

Because of the sufficient supply of materials in Shengjia, people here never have to worry about making a living. When they are full, warm and depressed, people will naturally do what they love to do, and only by indulging their desires can they have a moment to escape the painful life.

In addition, there are many forging furnaces in the workshop, and men and women generally dress cooler, so the smell of love is naturally everywhere.

It is said that 80% of the children born in the workshop have difficulty finding their biological father.

Of course, under the support of the Sheng family, it doesn't matter whether they have a father or not. The children can always grow up smoothly, and then they will repeat the life of their parents and join a life like a screw.

Amid the smell of gunpowder smoke, Wu Ying walked through the long passage, walked the cart up a long slope to the third floor, and the warehouse of the workshop was right in front of him.

The material warehouse and the finished product warehouse are built next to each other, like two abysses standing on the third floor, and the long queues of craftsmen are swallowed by them like food that automatically enters the mouth of giant beasts.

Wu Ying silently observed the surrounding building layout and manpower distribution, especially perceiving the positions of more than 20 mid-level monks on the third floor, and felt relieved. They were all busy in their respective positions, and no one came to the warehouse.

Snapped!

A bronze-skinned slender hand touched Wu Ying's shoulder, and a fiery body leaned over with a fragrant breeze, accompanied by a sweet voice.

"Brother Ying, it's been a while since you came to see me, don't just remember the clang and clang of the sledgehammer all day long, and forget that the crackling sound is also the most beautiful in the world."

'Wu Ying' turned her head slightly, and saw a heroic woman's face.

A crop of hair, eyes smiling into crescent moons, rouge lips, bronzed shiny skin, a strapless tube top wrapped around her body, a ruby ​​on her navel, and two slender legs under knee-length trousers .

It's a woman!

This was Du Kang's first thought. It turns out that Wu Ying, a good man who misses his wife and children, has been underground for ten years. Is there more?

The moment he saw the woman, Du Kang had already turned many thoughts in his mind, already considering whether to leave Wu Ying in this gentle village when he got out of trouble, lest he miss it after going out.

At this moment, a red lip attacked Du Kang, he could only stop his thoughts, stretched out his hand to block the only way of the red lip, and pushed the woman on tiptoe back to the ground.

Du Kang is not a man of integrity, but being thrown into the arms of a woman as another man, the morality in his heart does not allow him to do things that cross the line.

Even after traveling for less than half a year, the already murderous Du Kang still has morality in his heart, which is one of the few things left in his short life in the first world.

The woman's voice was as hot as her clothes. Leaning on a small cart, she turned her head and ignored 'Wu Ying'. There were many people around looking towards her, as if they wanted to see the excitement.

Du Kang didn't want to attract people's attention, so he could only quickly glance at the other party's information on the panel. As an "old lover", he should at least know the other party's name.

【Name】: Jian Zhi

[Water training and iron quenching technique]: The method of forging iron created by the Sheng family, the impurities in the minerals can be purified by water washing, and the minerals can be softened with spiritual water during forging. This method is very suitable for forging water magic weapons.

Grade: Grade B

Skill: Bi Lingshui·Kui (Double Layer)

Molten iron (one heavy)

Advancement conditions: All things are divided into yin and yang, Biling water is yin and yang, and men and women can each cultivate one of rengui. It is necessary to have yin and yang intercourse with monks of the opposite sex who practice this method, and the green water will help each other again and again in the bodies of the two, and it will take a long time to advance.

Good guy, Wu Ying's water tempering iron technique has been practiced to the second level, and it seems that she has been with others for a long time, but I don't know if Wu Ying has multiple partners, or only communicates with this woman named Jian Zhi alone.

Originally, Du Kang saw him crying bitterly under the bewitching technique, and thought that he was a person with deep affection, but he didn't expect that he, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also mess around like others.

Goodness see, Du Kang just wanted to use Wu Ying's identity to enter the warehouse once, and then he would be taken outside, and the two of them settled. I didn't expect to help him deal with women now.

Du Kang took a deep breath, walked a few steps quickly and came to Jian Zhi, with a playful smile on his face, he opened his mouth and came.

"I was thinking about something just now. I didn't notice it was you. I thought it was a woman who coveted me who posted it. You won't be angry, will you?"

"Thinking about something? I think I'm thinking about some coquettish fox. You haven't come to me for several days. My cultivation has regressed a bit."

Jian Zhi supported the stroller with her hands and hopped slightly, and her buttocks sat on Du Kang's small stroller, her legs wobbling so uncomfortable.

Du Kang could only push two small carts forward, and at the same time thought in his heart, what kind of words are these tigers and wolfs, he can only talk about with women based on some basic information he learned from Wu Ying, and spend a lot of time, but no longer mention cultivation Matters, lest the other party post it again.

Although the other party is indeed pretty, Du Kang is a principled person.

Time passed slowly, and the queues got shorter and shorter.

Finally, a person in front of Du Kang had verified the token and was released by the guards. Du Kang, who was relieved, was about to step forward, but Jian Zhi grabbed his arm.

"We're going into different warehouses, shouldn't you do something before we part?"

Jian Zhi stood on tiptoe and leaned on Du Kang's shoulder, her seductive red lips stretched out in front of her eyes.

...

Du Kang faced a difficult choice.