Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 2: The purple meteor in that moment
Ouyang Ming opened his mouth and agreed to follow Hu Yicheng's words. However, when the words came to the lips, there was a sudden movement in my heart.
Ammunition?
He raised his head suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Along the way, he was secretly guessing what kind of position it was that would give Zhang Yinfan the heart of arrogance, and he was willing to exchange it with a formal soldier. With that miser's temperament, if he didn't have enough benefits, how could he give so much?
Now, all the truth is revealed. It turns out that what the old artisan seeks for him is not an official position, but an arms.
When I thought of the mysterious flame flashing in the palm of his hand when the old craftsman's head was repairing the broken knife, Ouyang Ming's heart was beating like thunder, his face was red and his ears were red.
Hu Yicheng stunned slightly, turned his head to look at Zhang Yinfan, frowned, and snorted in dissatisfaction.
Zhang Yinfan's uncle and nephew glanced at each other, but they all secretly shouted badly.
His face sank, Zhang Yinfan said coldly: "Ouyang Ming, Master Hu asks you something, please answer quickly!"
Zhang Hanyu finally couldn't bear it, and also said: "Ouyang Ming, how did you agree before, but you have to think clearly!" The threat in the tone is self-evident.
Ouyangming clenched his fists, and the two thoughts in his heart couldn't help but entangled and confronted each other.
Ammunition, that's munitions! As long as he has arms, he can become a real blacksmith in the equipment battalion just like the old master.
In the equipment battalion, although there are many official sergeants, there are only more than twenty forgers with arms. Although ordinary arms forgers are not considered to be a noble position, only the arms in their hands are enough to gain a foothold in the camp and stay together for a lifetime.
However, when he turned his gaze, he saw Zhang Yinfan's uncle and nephew who was staring at him. The heat in his heart was like being poured down by a basin of ice water, even making him feel like he was in the cold winter. Chills.
What if you get the arms? The equipment camp is still controlled by the money and food camp. If Zhang Yinfan wanted to make trouble for himself, how would he deal with it?
For a while, Ouyang Ming's vest was sweating, and a lot of it was wet.
Zhang Hanyu clenched his silver teeth, and a great opportunity was right in front of him, but this silly boy refused to speak. His eyes flashed fiercely, and his handsome face was even more hideous. He said, "Ouyang Ming, Answer quickly!"
Ouyang Ming raised his head, looked at the spiteful color in his eyes, and his heart was suddenly cheerful.
The hesitation of his talents has already severely offended these two uncles and nephews. Even if they choose to give in at this moment, they will not make their lives better. Especially Zhang Hanyu, the killing intent in his eyes was so obvious that it was frightening.
Actually, if Zhang Hanyu's kind words to persuade him at this moment, and he promised great benefits, Ouyang Ming might not be able to hold on. However, his awe-inspiring awe-inspiring aroused the trace of violence in Ouyang Ming's heart.
After all, he was born as an orphan. Although there is no background to speak of, how could he have lived until now if it weren't for a trace of ferocity?
His chest is straightened, he takes a step forward, bows to Hu Yicheng, and loudly says: "Master Hu, the villain is willing to accept the arms, please let him know."
Zhang Yinfan's face twitched slightly. Although the smile on his face was a little stiff, he managed to hold on.
But Zhang Hanyu doesn't have such a city. He stared at Ouyang Ming, his fists tightened. If Hu Yicheng weren't here, he might have rushed to tear Ouyang Ming's heart away.
Hu Yicheng gave a light cough and said, "Master Zhang, you also heard it." He waved his hand gently and said, "Since Master Zhang has brought the person, then the officer should perform his duties."
Zhang Yinfan bowed slightly, and said: "Yes, then the officer will retire now." He glanced at Ouyang Ming and said indifferently: "Ouyang Ming, you are fine, you really deserve to be the leader in the equipment camp." He said in a tone. Although plain, there is a gloomy chill of its own.
After that, Zhang Yinfan turned around and pulled Zhang Hanyu away quickly.
Ouyangming's face was uncertain. He knew that he had offended Zhang Yinfan so much, but when the matter was over, he regretted it and was useless.
Hu Yicheng shook his head slightly. He glanced at the young man with pity, and seemed to have seen his tragic end in the future. However, none of this has anything to do with him, he only needs to perform his duties.
With his wrist raised, he took out a token and said: "Ouyang Ming, this is an munitions order, you stick it to your forehead and guide yourself."
Ouyang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and said, "This, is this all right?"
Hu Yicheng nodded slowly, and said: "How can the magic of munitions be what you can imagine? Go ahead and do it."
Obtaining arms is certainly an opportunity. But for people like Hu Yicheng, that's nothing more. Moreover, Ouyang Ming offended Zhang Yinfan, and whether he could survive in the future is still a question. Naturally, Hu Yicheng would not have any sense of friendship.
Ouyang Ming responded, he carefully accepted the fire order, and lightly placed it on his forehead.
The munitions order was made of forged metal, and it was cold when it was placed on the forehead. However, at the next moment, a hot, terrifying aura that seemed to be capable of destroying the world suddenly rushed into Ouyang Ming's mind.
Ouyang Ming exclaimed, he wanted to remove the fire order, but the thing seemed to be firmly stuck to his forehead and couldn't be removed at all.
Just when Ouyang Ming was panicked, he suddenly discovered that his consciousness seemed to have escaped from the flesh and entered a strange and mysterious space.
In this space, there are countless tiny bits of light.
The space is endless, and the starlight is like a sky full of stars, countless.
Ouyang Ming dazedly sensed the endless stars from this illusory world. At this moment, he had an illusion that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch all the stars. No matter the distance, no matter the size.
He didn't reach out to pick the stars casually, but remembered the days he spent with the old master as much as possible.
The old master has talked to him many times about the issue of arms. Although he was vague, he often leaked some key information intentionally or unintentionally. Ouyang Ming hadn't noticed anything wrong before, but at this moment he thought about it, but vaguely felt that all this was deliberately done by the old master.
Ammunition is a special kind of spiritual fire gifted by the dynasty. This kind of spiritual fire can be used by even mortals. What it consumes is the physical strength and endurance of mortals, and it will not have any negative impact on the lifespan of mortals. On the contrary, if the munitions are used diligently, it can also exercise the body, and even the special effects of the internal organs.
The biggest benefit of getting arms is the ability to forge and repair weapons such as swords, guns, shields and armor anytime and anywhere. Moreover, because munitions are a kind of spirit fire after all, if luck is good enough, they may be able to add some extra attributes to the armor.
It can be said that every person who obtains arms is a forging table that can be moved as he pleases.
Such characters are definitely the most popular in the barracks.
However, although munitions are the lowest level of spiritual fire, they still have different levels of good and bad. If there is a chance, the benefits and benefits of ingesting high-level and low-level munitions will be far apart.
Now, although there are many stars here, he can only pick one.
The stars are large and small, representing the strength of the foundation of the spiritual fire. The larger the star, the higher the temperature of the spiritual fire. If you want to live a good life, you must naturally take the largest star.
However, with the distance, the size of the stars is actually difficult to judge. Unless you are close, you can see the true shape of the star clearly.
Ouyangming's consciousness is swimming in the sea of stars, and there are not a thousand stars, but 800. But it was always indecisive and unable to start.
Slowly, Ouyang Ming suddenly realized that he was feeling abnormally tired, as if he had not slept for three days and three nights and was about to pass out of a coma.
He woke up immediately, he was about to lose consciousness completely, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he immediately concentrated the remaining trace of mental thoughts on a certain star.
However, just as the spiritual mind was about to touch the star, he suddenly noticed a purple light.
The light is just a shooting star, dragging a long tail, and falling here from far away. This purple is so beautiful, it attracted all his mind in an instant.
The spiritual consciousness suddenly dissipated, and the last thought in Ouyang Ming's heart was, if such a beautiful star could be picked off...
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Securely, the spiritual consciousness seems to slowly emerge from the endless deep sea.
Ouyangming stood up swayingly, holding his head in both hands, grinning in unspeakable pain.
A mellow voice sounded in my ears: "Your mental power is over-used, so you feel a headache. Sit and rest for a while before leaving."
Ouyangming's body trembled, he barely opened his eyes to see, and quickly said: "Master Hu."
Hu Yicheng nodded slightly, stretched his sleeves, and left the dumbfounded Ouyang Ming directly into the inner hall.
In the inner hall, a scribe sat in front of the chessboard and said: "Okay, you old Hu, you are about to lose, but you flee under the guise of official duties. Huh, you can be ashamed!"
Hu Yicheng couldn’t laugh or cry: “I have military affairs. An armament technician exchanged an opportunity to use an munitions order with his fifty years of imperial hard work. The Shicai person is here. Do you want me to go out? Host it?"
The scribe was startled, then he was relieved, and said: "So, I really blamed you. Hey, why is your expression different? Is there anything wrong?"
Hu Yicheng smiled and scolded: "You ghost eyes~IndoMTL.com~ can't hide anything from you." He told about Zhang Yinfan and others, and sighed: "Such a scum, you really deserve to be killed." /
The scribe shook his head, and said, "That Zhang Yinfan is also a member of the Zhang family. Although he was a bit silly, but by this matter alone, he is not guilty of death." He beckoned and said, "Don't tell me. These, come and play chess!"
Hu Yicheng responded badly, but still sat on the other end of the chessboard. However, at the moment he raised the chess piece in his hand, a thought flashed through his mind.
Unexpectedly, that kid Ouyang Ming actually has a talent for mental power. An ordinary person who has no practice stayed in the arms order for half an hour, and this talent is also considered good.
But it was a pity that he offended the Zhang family.
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