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Timor led Zhou Lu to the door of a luxurious private room at the end of the corridor.
Standing in front of the door, Timor seemed much more cautious. He took a deep breath, then carefully adjusted his collar, turned to Zhou Lu and said solemnly:
"When you get inside, remember to look at my eyes and do everything, be respectful and courteous in everything, but don't be rude in any way. Every one of the guests present inside is a high-ranking and powerful figure in our city, as they say Words can determine your fate in this life, and I tell you, if something goes wrong, no one can save you."
"Big shot?"
Zhou Lu asked.
Timor sneered, looked at Zhou Lu and snorted:
"Of course, any guest who can be invited by Master Daxi to attend such a gathering does not have the influence of Fengyunjihui in the city. Let me tell you, this is District 31 of Bomodo Star City. This is not In the small town where you used to live, the identity of the big shots here can scare you to death every time you tell them. Once you go inside, you must be careful and careful. "
"I see."
Zhou Lu nodded.
Timor then turned around, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the luxurious mahogany door. The wooden door quietly opened a crack. Timor almost squeezed in through the crack, and then turned back to greet Zhou Lu. Keep up.
Zhou Lu also squeezed in through the crack in the door.
The decoration inside the private room is extremely luxurious. The light gray black silicon marble gives the floor a low-key and dull atmosphere. The surrounding walls are inlaid with elastic ocher crystals with moir¨¦ patterns. The soft chairs and tables are scattered in the private room. Almost every piece is priceless.
There were wine and fruit drinks on the table. There were more than twenty people sitting at different tables talking in low voices.
Everyone has a powerful aura of superiority, and everyone has a look of disdain when they sit there.
Tim Wen and Zhou Lu squeezed in, and more than twenty people turned to look at them.
Tim Wen bowed to those people with great respect, showing his identity as a disciple. In front of these big shots, he, Tim Wen, could not stand out at all.
Zhou Lu was still looking around. He noticed that the figures of two female nuns in long skirts in the crowd were exactly the two women he had encountered twice in the city and who had disdained him twice.
The two female cultivators also noticed Zhou Lu, and they talked in low voices. The woman in the blue dress from the Sixth Heaven had a sarcastic look on her face, and she faintly heard her say: "It's this fat guy again"
Timor had already grabbed Zhou Lu's arm and led him respectfully through the private room to the corner of the room.
Timor gave Zhou Lu a stern look, warning him not to poke his head around, and then asked Zhou Lu to move a short table from the corner of the room and place it at the top of the room. It was the master of Daxi Craftsman. Place to sit.
Then, he and Zhou Lu carried several cabinets to the back of the room.
That will soon hold the materials that Master Daxi Craftsman will use to make weapons.
Timor took out dozens more pieces of metal and placed them on the cabinet, then lowered his voice and asked Zhou Lu: "Can you recognize these materials?"
Zhou Lu glanced at it and nodded.
Timor was particularly worried. After giving pointers and comparisons one by one, Zhou Lu was indeed right. It would be ridiculous for a master who is a master of craftsmanship to not even know these metals.
Timor then felt relieved and whispered: "The master will come in a while. I will stand there while you stay here. The master will tell me what materials he needs. You must be diligent and quick-eyed. Listen carefully." Following the master¡¯s instructions.¡±
"good."
Zhou Lu agreed in a low voice.
Timor turned around to leave, but thought of something and turned around uneasily:
"By the way, Zhou Lu, there is one more thing. When the master calls for materials, he often likes to use some abbreviations. For example, when talking about silica, do you know what it is?"
"It's black silicon crystal."
Zhou Lu replied.
"Yes." Timor then asked for the abbreviations of several metal materials. He could recognize them just by looking around. Then he finally took a long breath and confessed: "This link of yours is extremely important and is directly related to the master's refining process." I won't be able to take care of you there for a while, so you must not make any mistakes."
Timor turned around and walked over there, standing with Zhou Lu on the left and right.
Finally, a message came from outside: "Master Daxi Craftsman has arrived."
The door opened wide, and a tall and burly figure walked in proudly.
In the room, more than twenty important figures stood up one after another.
"It's been a long time, Master Da."
"Master Da, can you participate today?"starting routine.
???????????? Then his spiritual consciousness turned around. Master Da did not let his spiritual consciousness go deep into the long knife. Instead, he circled around the edge of the long knife, embroidering lines of spiritual formation around the long knife like embroidery.
"Is this still possible?"
Zhou Lu opened his mouth wide from behind.
This Master Da has a unique approach in refining weapons, using such a tricky method to maximize the power of spiritual weapons.
Using spiritual consciousness to create a spiritual array, the deeper it goes into the spiritual weapon, the more laborious it becomes. Master Da did not sink his spiritual consciousness deeper into the spiritual weapon, but chose to "embroider the edges."
There is a saying in the earliest stage of practice, which is to practice one breath internally and muscles, bones and skin externally.
The authentic idea of ????refining weapons is to practice one breath from the inside, so that a spiritual weapon will glow with magic from the inside out. However, Master Da chose another path. He covered the surroundings of the spiritual weapon with spiritual weapons, just like the outside. The kind of practice that involves practicing muscles, bones and skin.
By doing this, Master Da can maximize the power of a spiritual weapon within his own strength. Almost in an instant, he gave the Golden Swallow Flying Knife the power of the Golden Bell and Iron Cloth Shirt.
With a buzzing tremor, the sword finally took shape.
The silver on the blade was tinged with golden purple, and the murderous intent in the blade was like a ferocious beast with its teeth and claws, as if it was trying to break away from the long blade and fly away. There seemed to be a real fire burning in the handle of the blade. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com