The Gate of the Genkai

: Weapons in Hand (Second Change)

Shi Mu was in a good mood at the moment, so he laid out the talisman paper on the stone table again, and after regaining his composure, he began to draw again with ease.

Since there are successful precedents, the next step is to follow the gourd and draw a scoop, and the speed has increased a lot.

When the sun went down, Shi Mu finally drew three more Lightweight Talismans, but unfortunately, he only succeeded twice this time, and the spiritual power in the Wind Spirit Stone was completely exhausted.

Shi Mu looked at the two light-weight talismans that had just been made, and a thought flashed in his eyes. It seemed that as the complexity of the talismans increased, the perfect copying effect of the magnified eyesight would also weaken to a certain extent.

But even so, he was very satisfied. Ordinary talisman masters can only draw with their senses again and again in the face of such complex talismans, and one can imagine the low success rate.

Now that he has cultivated to the third level of N Shenju and Prajna Astronomical Skills, and with this light body talisman as his hole card, he should be able to compete for a better ranking in the annual martial art competition. After all, the big competition’s prizes are far from what the previous small competitions can match.

But before that, he still needs to prepare a handy weapon. Just now when he performed the thirteenth style of Fengchi consecutively, he already felt that this ordinary waist knife could not bear all his astronomical qi. , can no longer fully exert his strength.

After Shi Mu had considered everything clearly, he returned to the stone bed, crossed his legs, and began to practice the Prajna Celestial Art with all his heart turned to the sky.

In the early morning of the next day, Shi Mu left the residence, and came to the Zhao’s blacksmith shop in the Lihuo Society.

“Junior Brother Shi, you are a busy person, why do you come to my small shop when you have time? Could it be that you are looking for your brother to build something for you?” Zhao Ping saw Shi Mu from a distance, and greeted him with a smile.

“Brother Zhao made fun of it. Seeing that we are about to go to the competition in the gate, I want to find a handy weapon. I’m not the first to think of you.” Shi Mu said with a smile.

In the past six months, every time he came here to buy pills, he would drop by here to have a look.

After all, some things recorded in Zhong Gong’s Secret Code have always interested him.

It’s just that he didn’t have much money before, and the level of the blacksmiths outside was too poor, so he couldn’t make a few pieces.

In the past six months, he has gradually become richer with his money, so he asked Zhao Ping to help him build some ingenious mechanisms, and the two of them became quite acquainted after coming and going.

“So that’s how it is, Junior Brother Shi please come inside quickly.” Zhao Ping laughed, and invited Shi Mu into the shop.

It was still early at this moment, not to mention the guests in the shop, even the original few handyman disciples hadn’t come yet, it looked a bit deserted.

Outside the shop, the wooden shelves on both sides are filled with all kinds of weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, Qiankun rings, mandarin ducks and other strange weapons.

However, Shi Mu has been here many times, and he has seen all of these, but he has no interest.

“I don’t know what kind of weapons Junior Brother Shi wants. These things outside are not top-notch. The real good things are inside. Junior Brother Shi, come in with me and have a look.” Zhao Ping smiled, and walked directly towards the Walk inside.

Inside is a compartment that is more than twice the size of the outside, and there are twenty or thirty weapons, but the quality is obviously much higher than the outside.

“I’m good at using knives, Brother Zhao, please recommend me one.” Shi Mu said, looking around.

Zhao Ping nodded, and took a two-foot-long, silver-white long knife from the side and handed it to Shi Mu, introducing:

“This knife is made of seabed cold crystal iron. Not only is it strong and sharp, it can break hair, but it also has a hint of ice.”

Shi Mu took it, weighed it, and frowned slightly.

The knife is a good knife, but the weight is too light for him now, it is as light as a feather in his hand.

“The knife is not bad, but it’s too light, let’s change to a heavier one.” Shi Mu handed the knife back.

Zhao Ping was taken aback when he heard the words. This cold iron knife weighed at least fifty catties, which is enough to withstand the infusion of true energy. It is definitely enough for ordinary Houtian warriors, but he quickly recalled the astonishing power that Shi Mu displayed when he struck iron. I was a little stunned.

He leaned over to pick again, took out a bronze long knife, and handed it to Shi Mu:

“This is a precious sword forged from red copper stone, weighing one hundred and thirty-seven catties, Junior Brother Shi will try again.”

Shi Mu held the handle of the knife, shaking his wrist slightly.

“嗤嗤” sounded sharply, and a chain of knife shadows emerged, exuding a gloomy cold light.

A flash of shock flashed in Zhao Ping’s eyes. With his strength that was about to enter the mid-acquired stage, he couldn’t see the changes in the saber technique clearly.

The knife shadow suddenly dissipated, Shi Mu looked at the long knife in his hand, still shook his head slightly and said:

“It’s still a bit light, is there a heavier one?”

Zhao Ping’s expression froze, a knife that weighed more than a hundred catties was still too light

“The heaviest knives in my shop are about one or two hundred catties, and the heavier knives are really good.” Zhao Ping smiled wryly, and his voice suddenly stopped when he said this, showing a contemplative look.

“Brother Zhao, what’s the matter?” Seeing Zhao Ping’s expression change, Shi Mu raised his eyebrows and said.

“If we talk about the heavier sword, I still have one in my shop, but this one is a bit special.” Zhao Ping hesitated and said.

“Oh, what’s special about it, but it’s okay to say.” Shi Mu’s eyes lit up, showing interest.

“Let’s see it first, Junior Brother Shi, wait for a moment.” Zhao Ping walked into a small room further inside, and after a while, he came out with a long and narrow and simple mahogany box in his arms.

Shi Mu’s eyes flashed, Zhao Ping’s arms were holding the box to gather strength, and his steps were also very heavy. It was obvious that the contents of the box were extremely heavy.

With a “bang”, Zhao Ping put the wooden box on the table and made a heavy muffled sound.

Shi Mu’s eyes flashed, he opened the lid of the box, his eyes lit up.

I saw a long and narrow knife lying in the wooden box, the whole body was black, and it looked ordinary at first glance, but after a second look, you will feel that this knife is extraordinary, and there is a faint black light flowing on the knife.

Shi Mu stared strangely, grabbed the handle of the knife with a little excitement, and lifted it up.

His face changed slightly, the knife looked ordinary, but it was extremely heavy, at least it weighed five hundred catties, but he didn’t know what kind of material it was forged from.

“good knife”

Shi Mu’s fingers lightly brushed the blade, and a cold feeling came over him. Holding the handle of the knife, he couldn’t help but have the urge to slash with all his strength.

With a movement of his arm, a black light flashed, and the black long knife slashed across a testing stone beside him.

With a soft “click”, the test stone made of fine steel broke in two from the middle, and the cut was extremely smooth.

Shi Mu’s eyes lit up, he just cut off the test stone, he hardly felt much resistance, as if he had hit a piece of tofu.

“Brother Shi is indeed born with supernatural power. This knife is made of a kind of meteorite iron from outside the sky. It took countless precious materials for Brother Shi to forge it. It took three months to forge it. It is extremely sharp. It can be said that Zhao One of the most proud weapons in a certain life.” Zhao Ping watched Shi Mu swinging the five hundred catty long knife with ease, couldn’t help giving it a thumbs up, and couldn’t help but introduce it proudly.

“It’s really good.” Shi Mu looked the black long knife up and down, and put it back into the box after a while, full ofHe nodded in agreement.

“Junior brother, don’t rush to make a decision, there are still some things I want to tell you about this knife.” However, before Shi Mu could say the next words, Zhao Ping shook his hand and interrupted first.

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