Beiyin Great Sage

"However, Mr. Zhou has just arrived and is not familiar with the place of life. He needs a trustworthy person to look after the home and nursing home. It is not easy to find for a while."

"I do have a junior in my family." Qian Jizi leaned forward and said:

"He is 43 years old, and his cultivation level in the early days of Black Iron is barely strong. Fortunately, he is honest and doesn't like to make irresponsible remarks."

"Some time ago, I was bullied outside, and recently I want to find an errand to do."

"Brother Zhou, if you don't mind, you can let him try it."

"Hmm..." Zhou Jia was thoughtful:

"Since Daoist brother has opened his mouth, there is nothing wrong with it. Let him visit my place these two days. However, Mr. Zhou is short of money and can only give the market price for his wages."

"No problem!" Qianjizi laughed:

"He should be content if he has a job to do, and he still looks after the home for the silver masters, it doesn't matter if it's money or not."

Immediately, he took the case and said:

"As for the health-preserving technique that brother Zhou mentioned, I have a spirit-breathing technique here, wait for me to get it."

Zhou Jia nodded silently.

This can be regarded as a deal, in exchange for the practice of accepting the other party's person, there are indeed fewer housekeepers in the yard, so it doesn't matter if you really accept it.

Chapter 012

The Mo family lived on the same mountain as Qianjizi, but one was on the mountainside and the other was at the foot of the mountain, so they happened to be on the same road when they visited.

It is different from the beautiful scenery where Chikiko lives.

The foot of the mountain is close to the fire vein, close to the running water, and the combination of water and fire is a good place to temper weapons, but the environment is relatively not so good.

There is a simple courtyard, and behind it is a refining room that leads directly to the ground.

Other than that,

There are only a few bedrooms prepared for disciples.

"The humble house is simple."

In the courtyard, Mo Shanjing apologized:

"Brother Zhou, don't mind."

"Don't dare." Zhou Jia scanned his surroundings:

"The two couples are deeply in love, which is really enviable."

Mrs. Mo smiled lightly, served hot tea and sat down next to her husband, the two subconsciously held each other's hands.

Surviving in the world of ruins is full of disasters.

Especially in the wilderness, it is dangerous and unpredictable, and it is extremely difficult to meet a trustworthy person. It is the dream of countless people to have a good companion.

Silver powerhouses are even worse.

Their strength and longevity are far beyond ordinary people, most of them are lonely, and even their descendants are separated by countless generations.

After sending away my parents, children and grandchildren, the relationship gradually faded further down.

It is even rarer that a husband and wife can both be silver.

The Mo family is a rich family, and Mrs. Mo was originally Mo Shanjing's maidservant. The two had a deep relationship when they were young, and they are like one body after hundreds of years.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Zhou actually knows the art of refining weapons." After some conversation, Mo Shanjing's eyes brightened, and his interest greatly increased:

"It's rare to have people of the same way. If you have time in the future, you should bother more."

"Not really." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"It's just that I know a little bit, it's not as good as the two."

Most of his refining skills come from Solo, the descendant of the craftsman god's bloodline, and the reason why he understands it is to perfect the Tiangang hegemony.

The core of Tiangang Hegemony is the technique of swallowing gold.

The art of swallowing gold comes from the sharp gold characteristic of the Earth Progressive Star.

Money:

Sharp, hard, perfect and immortal.

Relying on the technique of swallowing gold to refine the characteristics of gold and iron objects into the body, although it is exquisite, the mortal body has its own characteristics.

Blindly pursuing strength and strength will only turn the flesh into metal.

Only when hardness and softness are combined can it be complete.

and this.

It is necessary to understand the characteristics of metal and iron objects, and then learn how to match them, so as to gradually increase the limit of Tiangang's hegemony.

The ruins world is so big and boundless.

There are countless kinds of metals. Thanks to the integration of technologies from various races in Hongzeyu, Zhou Jia can also exchange experience and learn from each other in front of the Mo family.

"If you talk about toughness, the Mingxue Sword in Cai'er's hand is the most powerful."

Mo Shanjing pointed with a smile and said:

"Cai'er cultivates the Heavenly Chilling Kungfu, which is as powerful as silk and can destroy everything. It took a lot of effort to find a suitable weapon."

"As for me, I practice the Three Tribulations Fire, and my requirements for weapons are not that high."

While speaking, the two waved their sleeves and took out their respective weapons.

Mrs. Mo's weapon is a snow-white sharp cone about a foot long. The sharp cone has thorns on both ends and a hunk in the middle, flying and swimming in the air.

Feijian?

This method of imperial weapons reminded Zhou Jia of the fairy tale novels he had read.

Space Yuwu!

Because there is no need to hold a weapon, it is more flexible to operate, and without the hilt, it can also pursue lethality to the greatest extent.

Mo Shanjing's weapon is similar to his wife's, but his whole body is fiery red, and with a slight tremor, the room is filled with red light, which is extremely agile.

With a light touch of the two swords, extreme cold and extreme heat meet, and the light of the sword becomes negligent.

The staggered sword lights rushed straight into the sky in an instant, smashed the dark clouds in the sky, and then fell lightly in front of the two of them, standing in midair.

"Clap clap..."

Zhou Jia slapped his hands lightly, with admiration on his face:

"Good weapon! Good swordsmanship! What a joint strike!"

The weapons of the two were extremely sharp, even with the strength of his physical body, when the sword energy was aroused, his body could not help but tense up.

With the combination of two swords, the power has skyrocketed.

"Zhou's weapon was made by a friend, but it is quite different from the way of the two."

As he spoke, he took out the Thunder Ax and Divine Scepter and placed it on the stone table in front of him, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal:

"Both please!"

It was the first time for the Mo family to see such a unique weapon, and it was obviously tailor-made, so their eyes could not help but light up.

As masters of refining weapons, they love weapons from the bottom of their hearts.

"Good weight!"

Mrs. Mo weighed it lightly, with a surprised expression on her face:

"With a weight of nearly [-] catties, a light wave can have a force of tens of thousands of catties. With the blessing of source power, it will not be easy to block it."

"Ah."

Mo Shanjing caressed the ax blade, his eyes flickered:

"The power of thunder is so strong. This weapon is like the product of the gathering of thunder and lightning. Compared with it, it is the second in weight."

"Brother Zhou..."

"Should be proficient in melee combat?"

"This kind of means of erupting the power of thunder is far inferior to casting the source technique directly on the body, destroying the flesh from the inside out."

Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded:

"really."

This couple is indeed an expert in refining weapons. Just by observing the weapons, they can deduce the real means of fighting the enemy of the weapon owner.

The two of them also obviously sensed that something was wrong. They seemed to be spying on each other's privacy. They smiled awkwardly and put down the weapons in their hands.

Everyone in Luanluo City, Baiyin, no one knows that Zhou Jia is really good at melee combat.

This should be the other party's secret.

"Good weapon."

Mo Shanjing said:

"The matching of materials is simply natural. It seems that some kind of unique material is used inside, which makes the weapon naturally close to the power of thunder."

"I admire you!"

"Yes." Mrs. Mo said more directly:

"It's a pity that the way of tempering is a bit poor, otherwise it can be stronger, but the weapon has been completed, and it is too late to go back to the furnace and rebuild it."

"Speaking of it." Zhou Jia put away the Thunder Ax and Divine Scepter, and asked:

"Zhou is in need of some special items of gold and iron these days. I don't know if the two of you have any plans to make a move. I don't want much."

"We are doing this kind of business, so there is no reason why we shouldn't." Mo Shanjing said with a smile:

"The price is good."

"By the way, brother Zhou doesn't have any property here, do you have any plans?"

"That's not true." Zhou Jia shook his head.

The Mo family looked at each other.

Madam Mo said:

"I'm waiting for Baiyin. Even if I want to earn money, I don't need to do it myself. Brother Zhou can choose a side to join."

"Or, accept offerings from others."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia's face turned serious:

"Appreciate further details."

……

Watching Zhou Jia Yuanli off, Mo Shanjing pondered, and remained silent for a long time.

"Unexpected."

Mrs. Mo said:

"What this brother Zhou is really good at is not the origin technique, but the melee killing technique. It is extremely dangerous to compete for victory between square inches."

"Yes." Mo Shanjing nodded:

"Exerting Origin Technique, one has the prestige of the peak of Tier [-]. I'm afraid that even Tier [-] won't benefit you in melee combat. This person should not be underestimated."

"Husband." Madam Mo frowned as if thinking of something:

"This person is getting old, he doesn't enjoy the family relationship well at this time, instead he ran to the wilderness, maybe he is also the same as the one halfway up the mountain..."

"Shh!" Mo Shanjing's expression turned serious, and he stopped his wife from saying:

"Don't talk too much, although Brother Zhou looks old, but he still has more than a hundred years to live, much better than Qianjizi."

"Hope, nothing will happen."

The two looked at each other, their faces darkening.

Qianjizi?