Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Cloud Dragon City, Hundred Arts Hall.

Zhu Jingfang's work efficiency is very high.

On the third day after meeting Wang Chen, this disciple of the Zhu family in the Purple Mansion brought Wang Chen to the Dihuo Cave where Baiyitang belonged, and met Huo Zhenghai, the master craftsman!

Baiyitang is a very special existence in Yunyang School.

This hall gathers high-level practitioners in the fields of pills, utensils, talismans, arrays, beasts, and spiritual plants.

Master figures abound.

The seeds of the white corn rice that Wang Chen planted in the outer gate before, as well as the yellow rice and black sesame rice that he is now planting, were all cultivated by the spiritual planters in Baiyitang.

Therefore, Baiyitang has a high status in the sect, and it is also quite mysterious.

It's a bit like the National Academy of Sciences in Wang Chen's previous life.

The Dihuo Cave is a special place for refining weapons.

This place is hundreds of feet deep underground, and with the help of the magic circle, it draws out the fire energy from the Tianyun Mountains to supply three magic furnaces.

Huo Zhenghai, who was in charge of one of the furnaces, was extremely burly. He was taller than Wang Chen by a large margin. He had a lion's nose, a wide mouth and a mighty appearance. His naked upper body was full of muscles, and his aura was as strong as the fiery ground fire!

Seeing the master of Zifu, Wang Chen hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Disciple Wang Chen, I have met senior!"

"I already know why you came."

Huo Zhenghai nodded and asked, "Then what kind of flying sword do you want?"

Wang Chen expressed his thoughts without thinking.

Although limited to cost.

His request cannot be too much.

But the most important thing about customizing a flying sword is to fit yourself, so you have to make it clear.

Wang Chen's root bone and five elements are mainly fire, and the flying sword should preferably have the characteristics of fire.

The size, weight and even shape of the flying sword will affect the performance of the swordsman's swordsmanship.

There must also be specific requirements.

Before Wang Chen came to Baiyitang, he had already done his homework.

So the answer is fluent.

"You're in luck."

Huo Zhenghai said after listening, "I just forged a batch of sword embryos a few days ago, so I'll share one among you."

Wang Chen was delighted: "Thank you, senior!"

Suddenly his heart moved, and he immediately took out the silver-gray stone that Yuanyuan dug that day from the storage bag.

Wang Chen took this item to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce and asked someone to look at it.

The result of the identification was extraterrestrial meteorite.

Meteorite Iron is an excellent material for refining magic weapons, especially weapons.

Wang Chen's piece of extraterrestrial iron is very small, and it is not enough to make a dagger as the main material.

It can only be used as an auxiliary material at most!

As for the quality, the appraiser of the Universal Chamber of Commerce said that it is necessary to break through the outer layer to make an accurate judgment.

"Huh?"

Before Wang Chen could speak, Huo Zhenghai's eyes lit up: "Your meteoric iron is not bad, do you want to mix it with Feijian?"

Wang Chen offered it with both hands: "Please trouble me, senior."

A house was smashed down.

No matter how precious this piece of extraterrestrial meteorite was, he was willing to use it up.

What's more, it's still free.

Huo Zhenghai took the extraterrestrial iron, and then handed Wang Chen two contracts.

The master craftsman gave Wang Chen a deed of entrustment, which clarified the content of the transaction between the two parties, including Wang Chen's previous request.

No need for pen and ink, just a thought!

Wang Chen used his own identity plate, injected mana and branded it.

It is equivalent to stamping a private seal.

In fact, the binding force of this deed is very weak.

Even if it is violated, it will have no impact other than the loss of reputation.

Not to mention that the person who made the deed was still a master of Zifu!

But Huo Zhenghai's actions undoubtedly showed his rigorous attitude.

Wang Chen felt that it was definitely the most correct choice for him to ask this master craftsman to help him through Zhu Jingfang!

Huo Zhenghai kept a legal deed for himself, and said to Wang Chen, "Come and pick it up in five days."

Wang Chen saluted again: "Thank you, senior."

Out of the Fire Cave.

He reunited with Zhu Jingfang who was waiting outside and headed to Yunshan City together.

When I arrived in Yunshan City, I met Zhu Jingfang's cousin again, and then went to Hutang to handle the transfer procedures of the house!

No sloppiness of any kind.

Wang Chen's cheerful attitude greatly increased Zhu Jingfang's favorability towards him: "Junior Brother Wang, if you encounter any troubles at Sunset Peak in the future, just come to me. I am very familiar with you guys."

Wang Chen smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

It’s okay to listen to such words, it’s too naive to take it seriously.

"Thank you too."

Zhu Jingfang patted his cousin on the shoulder and said, "Let my cousin embrace a beautiful woman, hahaha!"

Happy birthday to both parties!

For Wang Chen, the next three days were thirty-six hours of torment.

He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get the flying sword.

No matter how valuable a mere top-grade magic weapon is in the eyes of ordinary monks, it is nothing to a master who often refines spiritual weapons and even magic weapons.

It's not worth exchanging for the reputation of Master Zifu.

Wang Chen is mainly looking forward to it, which is exactly the same feeling as in his previous life when he spent a year saving online to order the latest computers and game consoles, and then waited for the goods to be delivered to his door.

Because of this, his Dao heart has withstood a considerable test!

When the time came, Wang Chen immediately rushed to Baiyitang.

As a result, Wang Chen was unable to see Huo Zhenghai again this time.

At the entrance of the Earth Fire Cave, he got the flying sword tailor-made for him by the master craftsman!

Strongly suppressing his excitement, Wang Chen returned to the manor as quickly as possible with Feijian.

It was taken out in the quiet room.

This flying sword is two feet seven inches and five inches long, and the blade is about three fingers wide.

The whole sword is all forged from metal, with a hilt but no sword guard, simple and simple in shape.

Similar to the Han sword.

No bells and whistles!

The moment the flying sword was unsheathed, a sharp air approached Wang Chen's eyebrows, stimulating his hairs to stand on end.

Wang Chen could fully feel the terrifying power contained in this flying sword.

It's like a gentleman hides his weapon in his body, waiting for the time to move!

Holding the sword in his hand, Wang Chen poured mana into it, and the flying sword suddenly trembled, vibrating like a dragon's chant.

He let go of his grip on the hilt.

The flying sword hung in front of him, but did not fall.

Wang Chen stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and wiped the sharp edge of the sword.

His body refining golden body was instantly broken, leaving behind a trail of bright red blood!

buzz~

Feijian trembled violently, absorbing Wang Chen's blood in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, there was a hair-thin bloodstain on the sword spine!

Wang Chen took a deep breath, and pointed forward with the sword finger of his right hand: "Sick!"

The flying sword suspended in front of him immediately flew towards the direction he was pointing at, with a speed comparable to that of an arrow flying from a string.

It penetrated through the thick door without hesitation!

[Sword Control·Experience +1]

Getting Started!

Wang Chen has been tortured by this skill for a long time.

Now I finally understand.

Only the flying sword can be controlled by Yujianshu, and it can only be the flying sword.

Ordinary swords are not worthy of carrying shoes for it!

The next moment, Feijian flew back upside down.

The tip of the sword stopped three inches in front of Wang Chen's eyebrows.

Time also seemed to freeze at this moment! ——

The third one is delivered.