I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

The next day, the sky was still dark, but the morning light was dim.

The courtyard of Wei Yuan became lively.

Soldiers came in and out, filling the small courtyard with tools needed for forging weapons.

Bellows, furnaces, tongs, grindstones, sinks, hammers, anvils, everything was available.

In addition, there were two large boxes of ore stacked on the side, all prepared according to Zhu Mang's requirements.

Although the main body of the weapon was made of snake scales and snake bones, some metals were still needed in some places.

One of the boxes with a dim purple glow was purple jade copper, a metal with excellent toughness.

The other box of black and red is blood iron, which can increase the weapon's ability to resist corrosion from evil spirits.

Wang Quezi carried nearly 100 kilograms of demon flesh and blood into the courtyard.

Behind him followed Wei Yuan, who looked distressed, and Zhu Mang, who was holding a pipe in his mouth.

"Mr. Zhu, why do you need demon flesh and blood?"

Zhu Mang exhaled a puff of smoke with enjoyment and shook his head.

"To cast this killing weapon, blood sacrifice is naturally required. This is the rule passed down from our ancestors."

"Otherwise, if I anger the immortals in the sky, will you take the blame for me?"

Wei Yuan looked surprised.

This was the first time he heard someone say this, so he quickly asked in a low voice.

"Is there really an immortal on it?"

Zhu Mang patted the anvil in front of him, smiled with satisfaction, and shook his head.

"I don't know!"

"But it's better to believe it than not."

"What if it is? We have informed the higher-ups in advance."

"After the blood sacrifice is completed, the killing karma created by this evil soldier in the future will have nothing to do with me."

After hearing this, Wei Yuan's face darkened.

So this demon's flesh and blood is for your blood sacrifice, and I don't get any credit at all?

Zhu Mang looked at him and smiled, as if he heard what he was thinking, and said again.

"It's a good thing that the evil soldier is stained with blood when it is cast. Don't be ungrateful, kid."

"Then can't you change it to something else?"

Wei Yuan tried.

"Wouldn't it be the same if I brought you some livestock?"

"No, no!"

Zhu Mang put the pipe back into his arms, and got angry, and said coldly with a frown.

"Wei boy, tell me the truth. I will use your 100 kilograms of demon flesh and blood today. Just tell me if it's okay or not!"

Seeing this, Wei Yuan could only smile and reluctantly agree.

At the same time, he comforted himself in his heart.

As long as he had a good evil weapon, he would have as much flesh and blood as he needed in the future.

"Let your people leave!"

"I don't want too many people to watch when I cast the weapon."

"Wei boy, stay. I will need you to infuse your evil spirit into the evil weapon later."

As soon as the voice fell, the soldiers in the courtyard left one after another.

There were only two people and one horse left in the whole courtyard.

By the way, there was Wu Tiande who was sleeping soundly in the side room in the courtyard. Wei Yuan was afraid that he would cause trouble and could only temporarily place him by his side.

Zhu Mang took out a blood-red crystal from the iron box behind him and threw it into the stove in front of him.

The originally weak flame inside suddenly became strong, and the heat wave could be felt from a long distance.

Zhu Mang grabbed a few snake scales and threw them into the furnace. Seeing Wei Yuan was a little curious, he explained.

"This thing is called fire essence, which is specially used by our foundry masters to increase the temperature of the flame."

"After all, we are also human beings, and the true energy in our bodies is not endless."

As he said, he grabbed a few pieces of blood evil iron and purple jade copper from the box under his feet and threw them down.

Wei Yuan nodded in acceptance and continued to watch quietly.

Half an hour later,

Zhu Mang picked up the iron tongs as long as his arm and took out the things in the furnace one by one, threw them on the anvil, and then began to swing the hammer hard.

With a rhythmic knocking sound.

Zhu Mang's whole state also became extremely focused.

It seemed that he had reached a state of selflessness.

Wei Yuan nodded secretly.

No wonder he could become a master!

Just for this seriousness, the silver for forging weapons was definitely not wasted.

A moment later,

A spear-like front end with crescent blades on both sides appeared on the forging table.

Zhu Mang quickly grabbed a handful of borax and sprinkled it on the forging table, and then continued to hammer.

...

Three hours later,

The sun was high in the sky,

Zhu Mang was still hammering the tool on the anvil, but a little tiredness appeared on his face.

The two boxes of metal and nearly 100 kilograms of demon flesh and blood at his feet were gone.

Ding Ding

Ding!

Ding Ding Ding!

Countless sparks burst out between the hammer and the object on the anvil.

There was a faint dark red blood flowing on the surface of the red weapon.

A Fang Tian Ji has taken shape.

"Wei boy!"

Zhu Mang shouted, instantly waking up Wei Yuan who was practicing.

"Come over and inject the evil spirit into this weapon, as much as you can!"

Wei Yuan took a step forward, and the evil wheel in his body roared.

Countless red evil spirits surged from his palms and rushed madly towards the Fang Tian Ji on the anvil.

"Collect!"

After a few breaths,

Zhu Mang shouted again, and at the same time, he took a breath of true energy, raised the hammer in his hand high and smashed it down.

Boom!

The iron shell on the surface of the Fang Tian Ji instantly shattered, revealing the evil weapon inside.

Wei Yuan's breathing stagnated, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It was a bone halberd that was as white as jade, with blood-colored patterns on it.

A closer look revealed that the pattern was actually a ferocious red tiger demon, which looked as if it would pounce out of the halberd at any time.

The sharp edge of the halberd head flashed with a little cold light, and the halberd shaft gave people a strange and heavy feeling.

"Try it!"

"See how good my craftsmanship is."

Zhu Mang sat on his black iron box, took out a pipe from his arms and took a big puff.

Although he looked tired, the joy in his expression could not be concealed no matter what.

It can be seen that he was very satisfied with the weapon he had cast this time.

Hearing this, Wei Yuan picked up the halberd without hesitation.

A cold touch came from the palm of his hand, and he weighed it casually. This halberd was at least twice as heavy as the one he had used before.

Fortunately, he had already made a breakthrough, otherwise he might not be able to play with it.

"Try to infuse the weapon with evil spirit."

Zhu Mang, who was sitting next to him, reminded with a smile.

Wei Yuan nodded and did as he was told.

After a few breaths,

A tiger roar suddenly sounded in his ears, and the bone halberd in his hand, which was originally as white as jade, gradually turned red as the evil spirit poured in.

The tiger demon outlined by the blood-colored pattern on the surface also became clearer.

"Okay, okay!"

A hint of shock gradually emerged in Wei Yuan's pupils.

He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the halberd.

"Mr. Zhu, you should take a good rest, Wei will be back soon!"

As he said, he rushed out of the courtyard with the halberd and ran towards the parade ground.

At this moment,

There was no one in the middle of the parade ground, and the soldiers were eating beside the parade ground.

Seeing their master rushing into the parade ground with a halberd, everyone put down the bowls in their hands.

There was a strong curiosity in their eyes.

The sound of "ding ding dang dang" of iron forging lasted for the whole morning. They all wanted to see what the evil soldier forged by the master looked like.

It was unexpected that they could make their own adults lose their composure like this.