The best ring

The modern method of making weapons is different from the traditional method. Modern weapons are more dependent on various advanced instruments and equipment, while the traditional method pays more attention to the level and ability of the craftsman. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages. Wu Fan, who has master-level forging skills, can master both modern and traditional methods and skillfully combine the advantages of these two methods. The effect shown is quite amazing.

"Yes, yes." Mei Yu and Mei Xue nodded frantically.

"Master, I like this sword so much. Can you give it to me?" Mei Xue pleaded with Wu Fan, with a pitiful expression, which was very cute.

"Xiaoxue! Don't talk nonsense." Mei Yu glared at her sister and said.

In Mei Yu's opinion, only the master and elders are qualified to use such a sword. They are just ordinary disciples in Jingfangzhai and are not qualified to use such a good weapon. Mei Xue's request is too much and will make the master unhappy.

Mei Xue felt wronged, but she listened to her sister and didn't speak again.

Wu Fan laughed and said, "These two swords were originally given to you, just take them."

"Really? Thank you, Master, you are so kind!" Mei Xue jumped up excitedly and said.

"Master, this... this is not suitable, we can't take this sword." Mei Yu said in embarrassment. Of course, she also liked this sword in her heart, but reason told her that such a good sword can only be used by the master and the elders.

"Why is it not suitable?" Wu Fan smiled and said, "Your swords are broken, don't you need two new swords?"

"But these two swords are really good, it would be a waste to give them to us." Mei Yu said.

"It's not a waste." Wu Fan said, "You don't have to refuse. Not only you, I plan to make such a sword for everyone in the sect."

"Everyone?!" Everyone present was shocked.

In the eyes of everyone, these two swords are too good, much better than the swords that their previous master got from the Sword Casting Villa. It must be difficult to forge such a good sword. However, Wu Fan now said that he would forge one for everyone in Jingfangzhai, which is very scary.

"Yes, everyone." Wu Fan smiled and said, "I am the master of Jingfangzhai. The weapons you use are too bad. It is also my face that is lost, right? Others think that people in Jingfangzhai can't forge weapons."

Although the meteorite is very valuable, Wu Fan, as the master of Jingfangzhai, still has to consider his disciples. Even if it costs some money, it is worth it.

Wu Fan's words made the disciples who specialize in forging a little embarrassed. Their forging skills are not high, and the weapons they forged for the disciples of the sect are not good. Wu Fan's words made them feel that they had embarrassed the sect.

"Don't be discouraged. I will teach you well. In time, it is not impossible to surpass those people in the Sword Forging Villa." Wu Fan said to the disciples who were dedicated to forging.

"Thank you, Master!" Several disciples hurriedly said respectfully.

Surpassing the craftsmen of the Sword Forging Villa was something they had never dared to think about before, but after seeing Wu Fan's forging level, they suddenly had more expectations in their hearts.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, the sky had darkened. There were no entertainment activities in the deep mountains and forests. After Wu Fan finished his meal, he had to lie on the bed and continue to be in a daze until after twelve o'clock, when he immediately entered the game world.

In the game world, Wu Fan still lived in the room of the inn, but this time he did not set out immediately, but asked the innkeeper to bring paper and pen to write down the "Thirteen Styles of Extreme Sword Technique" in his memory.

"Success or failure depends on this one move." After Wu Fan wrote down the content of the skills, he slightly closed the paper and prayed silently in his heart.

"Ding: Get the heavenly-level skill 'Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Sword Skills'!"

When Wu Fan just closed the paper, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in his ears.

Wu Fan was stunned at first, and then he was happy: It's done!

Sure enough, Wu Fan clapped his hands, and the paper he had just written with the record of "Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Sword Skills" turned into a ray of light and flowed into his brain.

In an instant, Wu Fan's mind was filled with many introductions to "Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Sword Skills". The places that he didn't understand in the library before were suddenly clear at this time, giving him a feeling of enlightenment.

Wu Fan hurriedly looked at his attribute page. Sure enough, he had already learned the Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Sword Skills, but it was still the first level at this time, and he had only learned the first style. In the future, as long as he continued to use it and increase his proficiency, when the proficiency of one level was full, he could smoothly enter the next level and comprehend the next style. This is much faster than studying in reality, and there will be no bottlenecks and misunderstandings.

"Since the 'Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Swordsmanship' can be learned in the game world, then other skills in the sect should also be able to be learned. As long as I can learn them here, my understanding of those skills will be far superior to that of everyone in the sect. Then I can guide them to practice and make them progress faster." Wu Fan thought to himself.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Wu Fan became. As the master of Jingfangzhai, he naturally hoped that the disciples in the sect would be strong one by one. In this way, he could leave without worry and even refuse the position of master.

The guess in his heart was verified. Wu Fan was happy and called Luo Yue and Luo Yang to continue on their way.

The whole day in the game world was still spent on the road. Because he was too bored, Wu Fan practiced alchemy in the carriage. Anyway, he was idle, and it was always good to find something to do.

When Wu Fan was transported to the real world, he did not go to sleep again. Instead, he found paper and pen and wrote down all his understanding of the "Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Sword Technique" in his mind.

When Wu Fan finished writing, it was already bright outside. Wu Fan opened the door and said to Mei Yu and Meixue who were already standing at the door: "Call Xu Hui."

"Yes." Mei Yu responded, then went to find someone.

Mei Xue entered the room carrying washing supplies and helped Wu Fan wash up.

After Wu Fan finished washing, Xu Hui was already here.

"Master, what do you want from me?" Xu Hui first bowed to Wu Fan and then asked respectfully.

"Sit down first." Wu Fan motioned for Xu Hui to sit down, and then handed Xu Hui the understanding of the "Thirteen Styles of Ultimate Sword Technique" that he had just written and said, "Take a look at this."

Xu Hui took it with some doubts, but when she read a few lines of words on it, her whole body was shocked, and her eyes glowed with golden light. She didn't even care that Wu Fan was still around, and she quickly sat upright without blinking. He blinked and looked at the paper in his hand.