Defiant Martial God Chapter 8: Finished blood knife

Qin Yu devotes himself wholeheartedly to the creation of weapons, seeing that the people around him are like nothing. After every thump, he will put the knife into the boiler to absorb the viscous **** liquid, draw it out, cool down and then carefully thump It is not known how many times it is repeated until the viscous liquid of the boiler is sucked dry, which only announces the end of the building.

Put the created knife into ice water, and in the sound of "hiss", there is a blue smoke in the water, and the cold water gradually warms up. After the water temperature is not enough ice, take out the knife and put it in another bucket of ice water.

"Huh, he’s fucking, I’m exhausted." Qin Yu took the knife out of the ice water for the last time, exhaled heavily, and tossed for most of the day, so tired that the whole person was full of his head. It's sweat. Fortunately, the knife was finally completed, and it was worth the effort.

The knife is completely different now. The blade is blood red, shiny red, and red, and the blade is sharp with a red cold light. The cold light passes through, and the **** smell is filled. The people around are bursting with blood. A chill hit.

"Senior Master Qin and Qin, can you show me the old one?" Tie Shou came forward, his attitude and voice became extremely polite, and he was just like the previous attitude.

Qin Yu glanced back at the iron hand and saw that his eager gaze was staring at the knife in his hand. That gaze was like a hungry satyr seeing a beautiful woman with red fruit and was so excited.

"Uh, are you the one?" Qin Hao despised the old guy and handed the knife over, "Look at it."

"Good, thank you." The iron hand took the knife excitedly, and even said "thank you" in a terrible manner. This polite and polite attitude made those iron hand apprentices unable to respond for a while. Or is that proud iron master? The first time he heard him say "thank you", Nima, he won't take the wrong medicine today.

"Good knife, good knife, good knife." The iron hand shined with both eyes, just staring at the knife in his hand, the strange eyes of the people around him didn't even notice.

"Unexpectedly, it is better to replace tungsten steel sand with pyrophosphate and sorrel. Why did I never think of this before?" The iron hand muttered to himself while looking at the knife excitedly.

"Pyrite and inosine are not compatible, but after neutralizing with the liquid made of black star stone, the two can be perfectly fused together, and the fusion of the two is tougher and sharper than tungsten steel sand. Doubled. And because Heixingshi is a strange stone with aura, this gives the knife a touch of aura." Qin Yu explained.

"So this is a spirit weapon?" The iron hand is more excited. The spirit weapon is a magic weapon that only the spirit master can create. Even the master is not qualified, and now his iron hand already knows Black Star Stone The magical effect, then he can create a spiritual implement, that is to say, he will directly cross the refining guru and advance to the spiritual implement division.

The idea is very beautiful, and the reality is cruel. Qin Yu splashed cold water on his head. You can't create a spirit weapon under the conditions you have here." Qin Yu said with a hint of contempt. "This is just a little stronger than the ordinary good knife. If you really want to build a spirit weapon, you should work hard."

"Yes, yes, Master Qin learned the lesson, old age must work hard." The iron hand of this society is still a bit like the once proud master. In front of Qin Yu, it is completely a good student who is obedient.

The ancient martial continent, the strong is the most respected. Whether it is a warrior or a refiner, it is the same. To gain the respect and admiration of others, you need to show your strength.

Now Qin Yu's strength is here, the iron hand has to admire. In addition, the iron hand is proud and proud, but he has a modest and self-motivated heart, and has a very human obsession and enthusiasm for the refiner. He can become the only third-grade refiner in Lausanne and these are inseparable. .

Now Qin Yu is stronger than him. He even thought that if Qin Yuken accepted him as a disciple, he would rather fall down at Qin Yu's feet and willingly accept Qin Yu as a teacher.

Just a moment ago, he felt that it was a shame to apologize to Qin Yu, but now this feeling has long disappeared. Even if he is a disciple, he doesn’t feel ashamed. What an apology.

"Oh, I can’t imagine that Qin Gongzi is young and gentle, not only martial arts is strong, but also understands the refining device, so that the little girl admires it." Her eyes really have a little meaning of a girl's spring heart.

Qin Yu smiled slightly and said modestly: "I won the prize, I just know a little bit of fur. Well, the knife has been made, and I should go. Goodbye!"

"Wait." Wang Murong hurriedly stopped him, "Son Qin, if I guessed well, you came here to pick up the knife, is it to go to Wanshou Mountain to experience it?"

It’s not surprising that she can guess. In these days, all those who have qualified for the martial arts pre-selection have chosen Wanshou Mountain as a place to practice, hoping to improve their strength in a short period of time through training, even if they add some experience in combat. .

"It just so happens that the little girl is going to visit Wanshou Mountain. Let's go together. But it's getting dark today. You can rest here for one night. I let Master Iron prepare two fast horses for us. , How about starting early tomorrow?" Wang Murong finished, his beautiful eyes looked at Qin Yu, his eyes were full of expectation, and he hoped Qin Yu would agree.

Qin Yu looked up at the sky outside, only to realize that he spent most of the day here unconsciously, and it was really early. It is certain that he can't reach Wanshou Mountain by his two legs now. There will be a fast horse ride tomorrow morning. The most important thing is that there are more beautiful women. Such a good thing is that if you are a man, you can't refuse it. So, Qin Yu readily agreed.

Qin Yu kept it, and the iron hand attached great importance to it. He arranged the room and board for him personally. After he settled down, he hurried to Wang Murong's room.

In a luxurious room, Wang Murong stood in front of the window and was looking at a room in the wooden building opposite, where Qin Yu stayed.

Her heart is not peaceful at the moment. Today Qin Yu shocked him too much. Her curiosity and interest in Qin Yu is greater than Qin Yu's interest in her.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

At this time, the door knocked softly.

"Come in." Wang Murong said, closing the window and turning around.

The door pushed open, the iron hand carefully entered the door, and then carefully closed the door, and then stepped forward, bowed deeply towards Wang Murong, "Princess."

"This is not Wangcheng, so you don't need to pay more courtesy." Wang Murong said indifferently, "Tell me what you think of Qin Yu."

Although her tone is plain, she reveals an unpretentious coercion.

Iron understands that although the girl in front of her is only a little over ten years old, she has lived in the struggle for power for many years and participated in it. She does not know how many times she is precocious.

In front of her, the iron hand did not dare to be a little negligent, let alone lean on the old and sell the old, and hurriedly bowed: "Go back to the princess, seriously, the old is now also inexplicable, full of doubts, this Qin Yu Didn’t he say that it turned into waste, how could he..., just how...." The iron hand talked, raised his hand and knocked on his head. There was a mess of paste in his head, all prepared by Qin Yu. .

"Will it be the smoke bomb that the Qin family deliberately put out, what kind of conspiracy?" Wang Murong Xiu frowned slightly, speculatively said.

Iron hand shook his head after thinking for a while, "No, Qin Yu’s twelve veins were all abolished. This was diagnosed by Gu Chen that old ghost himself. You know the relationship between Gu Chen and the old princess, you know, he I can lie to anyone, but I will never lie to me."

"Then how to explain now, his martial arts can even fight against you, a master of entry. Is it someone who cured his veins during this time?"

"Absolutely impossible. Twelve veins are abolished. No one can save them unless the gods go down, not to mention Lausanne City. No one can rule the entire Qiongxi Kingdom, or even the entire ancient Wu Continent." Tie Shou Denied this possibility with a firm tone. "Even if someone heals his veins, martial arts must be practiced from scratch. It is impossible to become so strong in the past few months."

As a master of entry, Wang Murong actually understands these reasons, whether it is to cure the twelve veins or quickly restore the abandoned martial arts, this is impossible. Since it is impossible, how to explain the martial arts on Qin Yu? There is one more difficult to explain ~IndoMTL.com~ How does he understand the refiner?

"Tie Lao, let's not talk about his martial arts first, you are a master of refining, Qin Yu also knows refining, you will always know some of them."

It’s okay not to ask this question. In this question, the iron brow immediately wrinkled into a Sichuan word, and the old face was bitter. "Princess, this old decay is even more unknown. No one from the Qin family has been around for generations. Understand the refining furnace, otherwise, in this city of Lausanne, there will be no old status today. However, how did Qin Yu know the refining furnace, and according to the old observation, his level of refining furnace may be at Above the guru level, it's better to sigh than old." Finally, the iron hand had to give a heartfelt sigh.

This genius in the world is not uncommon. This kind of young man who is both a military genius and a refining genius is hard to find in the sky and underground. Today, he saw it with his own eyes. Otherwise, he was killed and didn’t believe anyone. Both a martial arts genius and a refiner genius. No one knows better than him how hard it is to become a refiner, and how great the effort is. The refiner simply does not have much time and energy to study martial arts.

"I haven't heard that Qin Yu knows how to make a refiner before, no, I have to figure it out, otherwise, I will go crazy." Speaking of the back, the iron hand almost madly said to himself.

Wang Murong didn’t know anything about the iron hand. She had to wave her hand: “So, you will send someone to the Qin family tomorrow to investigate and see what secrets the Qin family is hiding.”

"Um." The iron hand nodded firmly, "The princess is assured that tomorrow the old will send a competent person to check, don't figure it out and don't stop."

He doesn’t care how Qin Yu cures his veins and restores his martial arts, but why does Qin Yu refining his wreck, making him the name of the first refining master of Lausanne City, the reason why he must Figure it out, otherwise he will not eat enough to sleep.