Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Three: Weapons
"Heavy weapons..."Gongye Sibo looked Tang Luo up and down for a while, and said with some hesitation: "What kind of weapon does Luo Zong always want?"
"I'm going to hit a few hammers. Tang Luo had already had a case, and took out a few drawings from his arms and handed them to Gongye Sibo.
The dark-faced master took a few drawings and looked at them, and said with a wry smile: "Elder Luo Zong is really... Maverick. ”
The sons of the family, especially such arrogant figures, in addition to the weapons they choose to fit the martial arts, the most important thing is to be handsome and chic.
The weapons of this kind of people are usually knives and swords, and some extraordinarily sassy ones will also use Xiao, flutes, and folding fans. But the weapon choice of the person in front of him really opened his eyes.
A long-handled drum urn gold hammer requires a weight of more than 800 catties, with thorns on its head, specializing in breaking spiritual armor and protective strength.
Two short-handled mixed element hammers, a single handle of 360 catties, this is a normal weapon, but the club and hammer can be divided into parts for hidden weapons.
Gongye Sibo's face was embarrassed, because he looked at Tang Luo, who was thin and short, and couldn't figure out what was the use of the other party to fight such a heavy weapon.
"Master Gongye, how long will it take to make it?" Tang Luo asked directly.
Like this kind of weapon that does not require spirit possession or material, of course, it is not Tang Luo's main weapon in the future, after all, he will reach the fierce realm in two years, and then he will go to the treasury to choose a spirit soldier suitable for him, these three hammers are just made by him according to the appearance of the spirit soldier in the secret library in his mind to practice, so he changed the weapon, at least the familiarity will not be lower.
But Gongye Sibo didn't know this, as the master of the smelting room, he could directly respond to this work, but this time he didn't want to.
After thinking for a long time, Gongye Sibo still spoke: "Elder Luo Zong, there are a few words that I don't know whether to say or not. ”
"You speak. ”
"I don't think a hammer is a good fit for you. Gongye Sibo gritted his teeth and said bluntly.
In fact, as a master master, this should not be what he should say, but when he thought of Tang Luo's deeds of creating a set of black copper armor for those clan warriors in the martial arts cultivation field, he really didn't want such a kind son to make a mistake.
"I didn't use it, it was for a retainer. Is there anything else?" Tang Luo said casually.
When Gongye Sibo heard this, his face turned red, and he said continuously: "No, no, I misunderstood, you can come and pick it up in two days." ”
"Okay. Goodbye, Master Gongye. Tang Luo turned to leave, his expression flat.
Life is like that, and sometimes someone will teach you with good intentions, and they will tell you how to choose your life path with their own experience.
Most of the time, this kind of guidance is ridiculous, just like Gongye Sibo didn't know how many trade-offs Tang Luo made to match the sledgehammer from dozens of weapons, he just saw Tang Luo's figure, and wanted to veto all of them.
Perhaps for Gongye Sibo, the advice he gave was a mantra that he didn't know how much courage he mustered, and he told Tang Luo these at the risk of offending the sect elder, which can be described as sincere.
But the reality is that no judgment you make, whether in good faith or in bad faith, before you fully understand something, can be accurate.
And at this time, the benign departure is more pestering than the malicious departure, because the other party will have thoughts, and there will be a kind of fear that you will go astray.
So he told a lie that would make Gongye Sibo accept the task of building a sledgehammer instead of beaking.
Because Tang Luo has a fifteen-year-old body, the people around him can't help but want to care about him and give him some life advice.
Therefore, Tang Guangyu asked him why he stepped down, and he said that he made up for his shortcomings; Gongye Sibo asked him why he cast a hammer, and he said that his retainers were in need.
These were lies, but there was no malice, it was just that he had no time to waste.
After dealing with these things, he was going to find his master, if it wasn't for Tang Guangyu to mention it, he wouldn't know that the biggest physical art master in the Secret Art Pavilion turned out to be his master.
This allowed him to find a shortcut all of a sudden, after all, there is such a thing as physical arts, and it is okay to learn purely by yourself, but having a senior by your side will always make people take a lot of detours.
Therefore, Tang Luo, who had finished placing an order in the smelting room, came to Tang Hongtao's research room with a smile on his face.
"Master~" The sweet-mouthed apprentice has candy to eat, after all, the fifteen-year-old little tender face can't be faked. Tang Luo is trying his best to play to his strengths.
Tang Hongtao was very strange, Tang Luo rarely came to Wutang these days because of the Han family's treasure house, and the first thing he did when he came back was not to find his own team members, but to come to himself, which was really strange.
"Luo'er, what's the matter with finding Shigong?" Because there were only two people, Tang Hongtao didn't call Tang Luo the title.
Tang Luo smiled even sweeter, and said directly: "It's nothing, I just want to follow my master and discuss physical skills." ”
Tang Hongtao was taken aback and asked, "What about the Indian law?"
"I have given full authority to Tang Guangyu for the study of the Indian method, and I will study martial arts in the future. Tang Luo shrugged his shoulders and said directly.
This matter must be told to Tang Hongtao, so he will not detour, and he will hand over the responsibility, which is undoubtedly a way to show his attitude.
Facing Tang Luo's resolute attitude, Tang Hongtao sighed and said, "Is it because of the Han Clan's Immortal Battle Body?"
As one of the first three people to arrive in Jiang Lin Valley, the strength of the five-rank immortal battle body is really amazing, and then Tang Luo and Ji Fu signed an alliance, although none of them appeared, but the people sitting in the back hall are all martial artists of the fierce realm, and how can the movement in the middle hall be hidden from their ears.
But seeing that Tang Luo had completed the cultivation of the Nine Rank Immortal Battle Body in just one moment, he expected that there would be a day, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
"I can't hide anything from my master. Tang Luo said with a smile: "It is precisely because the adaptability of the Disciple Sun Immortal Battle Body far surpasses that of the predecessors, so we can only take a different path." ”
The real strong person is always the one who walks out of his own martial arts style, and those who want to become the second martial artist of so-and-so, even if he is talented, will end up being out of the crowd, because what is suitable for others may not be suitable for you.
Seeing that Tang Luo knew how to establish the true intent of martial arts and shape his personal style at such a young age, Tang Hongtao nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since you have decided, then you can follow me to study physical arts, what is your current physique and strength?"
"Physique, it should soon be able to reach the point of nine bulls and two tigers, as for the strength, ahhahaha, I used to be drunk with soul skills, and the realm was low. Tang Luo touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.