"Let's prepare to buy supplies in the next few days and leave in two days." After the three of them sent the bells away, they returned to the Black Tiger Club and said, lying on the recliners with Benben in their hands.

"Okay," Wang Wu, who was sitting next to him, replied. He went back to his room as soon as Qin Fang came back. He always practiced whenever he had time.

"Oh, we will go to the blacksmith in the afternoon to pick up the weapons. It should be fine after such a long time." I remembered that they had also ordered something from the blacksmith.

In the afternoon, the three of them went to the blacksmith.

"Bang...bang...bangbang"

"blacksmith"

Lu Ziyu looked at Wang Wu who was knocking on the door in front of him. He really wanted to remind him to be careful not to knock the door down. It looked like it was about to collapse, but Wang Wu still knocked hard. If the door collapsed, they would have to pay for it.

The blacksmith still came out of the backyard. Through his low and dilapidated wall, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the three people. It took him a long time to remember that they were his guests. These three people had brought out a lot of good ore, he remembered.

"Why are you just here? I've been working on it for several days. If you don't come back, I'll think you don't want it anymore." He said and walked over to open the door.

Lu Zi smiled foolishly and said, "Sorry, I was busy a while ago and forgot to come."

"Follow me," the blacksmith didn't say anything, turned around and walked forward.

Lu Ziyu followed, and this time the blacksmith didn't take them to the backyard, but to the main hall room.

There were various weapons and tools everywhere in the room. It seemed that the blacksmith was playing with weapons while he was resting. The whole room was in a mess and there was no place to sit, so they just stood in the middle and waited.

The blacksmith walked to a black iron cabinet in the corner, took out the key, and opened the lock hanging on it. He took out an iron box from the cabinet and placed it on what looked like a table in the middle of the room.

He opened the box casually, took a step back, and said, "Please check it." After saying that, he went to the cabinet again.

Lu Ziyu stepped forward, took out a pair of iron claws from the box, handed it to Wang Wudao: "Fifth uncle, this is yours, take a look." After that, he reached out and picked up a flying knife, looking at it.

The entire blade is black, only the blade is bright silver, and the blade is engraved with patterns. This pattern is a pattern that I saw in my previous life and was usually engraved on weapons. It is both beautiful and can be used as a blood groove. The flying knife exudes a faint cold light,

It was also cold to the touch. He touched the blade with his hand and felt that it was cut even with his body's defense.

He nodded with satisfaction and took out the remaining eight handles. A total of nine handles were exactly the same, except for a very subtle mark on the handle to distinguish the differences between the several knives.

After reading it, he raised his head and glanced at Wang Wu and said, "How about it, Uncle Wu?"

Wang Wu also said happily: "Thank you, Master. I am very satisfied. It is much better than the one I had before."

Lu Ziyu nodded, turned around and said to the blacksmith who brought another box: "Okay, we are very satisfied with the weapons. Where are my other things?"

The blacksmith opened the box he had brought just now, and inside lay a set of surgical tools, all of which were brightly lit.

Lu Ziyu stepped forward and picked up a scalpel, felt it for a while, nodded and said: "Very good". After saying that, he picked up the storage bag and put the surgical tools in, then picked up the flying knife and shook it, and the flying knife disappeared.

The blacksmith watching next to him shrank his eyes. He definitely didn't put it into the storage bag just now, but he didn't tighten his sleeves or arms, but the flying knife disappeared.

Lu Ziyu only followed the requirements of the Hidden Knife Technique. The flying knife should be hidden in a place that can be easily accessed and cannot leave the body. He could only hide the knife through the muscles of his body. Even if he took off his clothes, he would not be able to see it.

"Okay, tell me your reward," Lu Ziyu put away his things and said to the blacksmith.

The blacksmith looked at Lu Ziyu and the others and said hesitantly: "I don't want gold or silver. I have an apprentice who is almost forty and hasn't entered the innate realm yet. Seeing that you are all masters, I want an innate monster.

Neidan. I know, the asking price is a bit high, but I can make up the difference."

Seeing the blacksmith's embarrassment, Lu Ziyu paused for a moment, then took out an inner elixir and handed it to him and said: "Your craftsmanship is good, don't let it be lost."

The blacksmith hurriedly took it, bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Master, I will never let my craftsmanship be lost." After saying that, he ran to the cabinet, took out a box, and said, "This is the remaining ore, Master."

.

Lu Ziyu didn't say anything, put the box away, and was about to turn around and leave, but then said: "If you encounter trouble that can't be solved here, you can go to the city lord. Tell him that Lu Ziyu asked you to find him."

When the blacksmith heard this, his heart moved, and he asked the city lord for help. He only said one name... Lu Ziyu..., Lu, could it be..., he woke up from a sharp shock and saw that no one was in the room. He hurriedly ran out and found that there was no one in the yard.

There was no one, the three of them had already left.

Walking on the road, I flicked my hand, and a flying knife was already in my hand. Feeling the chill from the flying knife, I felt a little happy. I didn't expect to meet a skilled blacksmith in this small town. This nine-hand flying knife

The knife was completely built according to his requirements. When he originally designed it, he considered a lot of factors such as force, air resistance, and the endurance of the blade. Now that I have touched the finished product, I can't help but want to take a look at it. However,

, this is on the street, it’s better to go back and try again, if you don’t let it go, if you shoot it out and you can’t find it, then you will suffer a big loss.

He plans to become a master with these nine flying knives in the future. He cultivates these treasures. If he can roughly feel the position of the treasures he cultivates, he won't be afraid of losing them. Now he still uses ordinary flying knives. You can use them when practicing.

With these few, your place is ready and you are not afraid of losing it.

Now all we need is a long knife, but there is no good ore. It is difficult to find the ore to make these nine flying knives. The blacksmith just said that the remaining piece of ten thousand years of cold iron was melted into Wang Wu's two

I got a good catch, but not much.

It seems that I will have to continue on the road of collecting in the future. I have been in the city for more than a month and I have not made any progress. I still have to go out for a walk. When I see a doctor in the city, most of them only accept gold and silver. Generally, those who are sick

They are all poor people, and the rich ones seek medical treatment immediately when they are sick.

The three of them did not return to their residence, but wandered around the city and bought everything they could use. They were going out of the city, so they had to buy more, such as medicinal materials, spices, clothes and shoes, etc. They needed a lot of them, and some of them required a few trips.

There is only one place to shop. They didn’t buy much in the afternoon. They finally went back after dinner and could only wait until tomorrow to buy more.

In this way, the three of them wandered the streets for three days before buying strange things. During this period, Lu Ziyu did not visit the doctor again. At first, there were still people asking about his whereabouts. In the last few days, no one seemed to mention him. I remembered what my ancestor said.

, it seems that the city lord has begun to eliminate his traces.

"Let's go," Lu Ziyu looked at the yard where he lived during this period and said to Wang Wu and Qin Fang.

After shopping and shopping, it took another three days before they were ready to leave. In the past few days, they wrote letters to their families, including their mother, father, grandfather, eldest brother, second brother, and even the second mother and two younger sisters. Now that I think about it,

The two younger sisters are now older, and the fourth younger sister is already 12 years old. They should also have opened up their Dantian. I don’t know the quality of the opened Dantian. The younger sister is probably over four years old and can understand words and can let others read letters.

Got it.

When he wrote the letter, he was very sad and even shed tears when he wrote to his mother. When he was a child, his mother was always with him. Now that he thinks about it, he was still a little separated in his heart at that time. He was not very close to his mother and often pretended to be.

Yes, I even had the urge to go back immediately, but in the end I resisted.

I prepared gifts for my two younger sisters and my eldest and second brothers. Even my father and mother prepared them. I originally wanted to give my father the Demon King's inner elixir so that he could find someone to use it and become a master to protect him, but he didn't dare.

It was too expensive to be given by someone, and not many people could bear it. When our ancestors came here some time ago, they forgot about it, and now there is nothing they can do about it.

The three of them left without saying hello to Guan Shang. I don’t know when Guan Shang would find out. This was also Lu Ziyu’s bad taste.

Three figures disappeared at the city gate and slowly faded away.
Chapter completed!