Wu Yunlu was nervous, because he really didn't have many spirit stones. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the arms he was holding tightly, there were only about twenty spirit stones in the shriveled cloth bag, which was far from enough to buy a flying sword...... You must know that when he bought this worn-out and dull second-hand flying sword from a senior brother, it cost fifty spirit stones!

In the nearest Ancient Tongcheng Treasure Pavilion, a brand-new low-level magic weapon flying sword requires a minimum of one hundred spirit stones.

And that's the worst, a better low-level flying sword, three or five hundred spirit stones are also normal.

So Wu Yunlu didn't have much expectations, that is, he had the idea of trying his luck...... After all, now everyone is on the same front and has a common enemy, so they can barely be regarded as comrades-in-arms. And how can the other party say that he is also borrowing from the territory of Chongyang Sect, maybe at this point, it can be cheaper?

However, when he came to the remote courtyard, he was still hit mercilessly.

There was a sound of ping-pong metal knocking in the small courtyard, which was very crisp, and on the wall next to the courtyard gate hung a striking wooden sign with a line of large characters:

"Sell low-level magic weapons—fifty spirit stones each!"

"Uh......" Wu Yunlu looked at this line of words, with mixed feelings, sadness and joy.

Sadly, this price is still beyond Wu Yunlu's ability to bear.

"I want to buy a flying sword for more than twenty spirit stones, it seems that I am really delusional. Wu Yunlu sighed, smiled self-deprecatingly, and raised his feet to leave. But his feet had obviously been raised, and he hesitated for a while, but he still stepped into the threshold of the small courtyard unwillingly.

"Well, excuse me. Wu Yunlu looked at the hammer-wielding figure in the small courtyard, and said with some embarrassment, "My flying sword is broken, I want to buy a flying sword, but I don't have enough spirit stones, you see...... Can you be accommodating?"

"Then how many spirit stones do you have?" The figure wielding the hammer was none other than the yellow badger, he stopped and took the opportunity to wipe a handful of sweat, and wondered.

"Twenty-two ......"

Wu Yunlu's face was hot after he said this. This spirit stone is not even half of what people want!

"That's not going to work. The yellow badger immediately shook his head. Just kidding, it's not that he doesn't know the price of low-level magic weapons outside, and the price he gave is already very low!

If the price is reduced again, I am afraid that the little spirit stone earned will not be enough at all, and even the time saved by using spirit stones will not be enough to make up for the time consumed by forging metals and refining magic weapons! In that case, Brother Badger might as well honestly absorb the heaven and earth spiritual energy in the air, and simply not use any spirit stones.

"Oh, excuse me. Wu Yunlu lowered his head as expected, and turned away in frustration.

"Wait!" the yellow badger suddenly spoke.

Wu Yunlu was stunned for a moment and turned around.

"You're not that ...... When defending the city, was the Chongyang Sect disciple who was slashed by the mantis demon with several gaps in the flying sword?"

His own flying sword was also cut out of a gap at that time, so he naturally had a little impression.

"Give me your flying sword, and I'll repair it for you directly, and it's just twenty-two spirit stones. Brother Badger grinned.

"Repair?" Wu Yunlu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up and said, "Can it be repaired?" and only twenty-two spirit stones...... To what extent can it be repaired?"

"Of course it's fixed, it's the same as new. Brother Badger rolled his eyes.

"Really?" Wu Yunlu was extremely surprised and exclaimed, "That's great! Thank you, thank you so much!"

"No thanks, give the spirit stone first. ”

“......”

......

The yellow badger took a crimson worn flying sword from Wu Yunlu's hand.

It can be seen that this flying sword has been used for a long time, and there are many scratches left by the battle on the originally smooth and flat surface, and the sharp edges have also become dull, the most conspicuous are the several brand-new openings on it! each one is the size of a thumbnail, and even caused a root-like crack on the sword next to it.

If it is bad like this, of course, it will affect the operation of the immortal power, and it is considered light when it is not spiritual, and it is good to be able to fly.

Huang Badger said that he could cultivate, and naturally it was the method of repair recorded in the "Hundred Refining True Solution" given to him by Zong Kui.

In fact, low-level magic weapons are the simplest magic weapons, which are nothing more than refining metal to remove impurities, then forging a specific shape, and finally refining it with immortal power. Therefore, the repair of low-level magic weapons is also very simple - re-forging the shape, and then refining it again.

After the yellow badger looked at it casually, he also threw the crimson flying sword into the refining furnace, burned it until it was red, and then took it out with fire tongs and put it on the anvil, picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it!

Bell!

With the crisp sound of metal colliding, the crimson magic weapon flying sword began to slowly deform.

The Yellow Badger's long-handled big black hammer was taken from the Huoyun Cliff of the Gu Que Sect, and it was also a magic weapon, and it was imitated according to the black hammer of Zong Kui, which was just suitable for refining! Although the Yellow Badger had not refined a magic weapon, the crimson flying sword itself had a shape, and all he had to do was to smash those gaps and scratches on the original basis, which was not too difficult.

Rao is like this, the yellow badger still smashed off shape several times, and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, scratching his ears and cheeks. Wu Yunlu was beside him, but he was frightened, and he wanted to speak again and again.

"That's it!"

Finally, the yellow badger felt that it was almost smashed, and threw away the big black hammer. Then he quickly picked up the flying sword with fire tongs and threw it into the refining furnace to begin the final immortal power quenching.

The immortal power gradually fused with the flying sword at the high temperature, and then the yellow badger took it out violently and threw it into the quenching pool!

He didn't have the cold liquid that Zong Kui specially quenched, and the pool was just cold well water, but it was enough to quench low-level magic weapons.

"Boom......" The white mist rises up.

Wu Yunlu's expression was slightly nervous. And the yellow badger seemed to be full of confidence, but in fact, he was also beating a drum in his heart, groping with tools to fish out the cooled magic weapon from the pool water.

Jingling!

The flying sword landed on the anvil with a crisp and pleasant crashing sound.

"This ......" Wu Yunlu was stunned.

The yellow badger also opened his mouth wide, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing: "Wowhahaha, brother is really a genius of refining weapons!"

A small crimson sword.

Wu Yunlu's original flying sword was the type with a thicker and wider blade, and it looked powerful and heavy. The length of the little crimson sword in front of him has not changed much, but the body of the sword has become narrower and thinner, from a wide sword to a narrow thin sword.

Maybe it's because there are gaps on both sides of the sword body, or maybe it's because the yellow badger's technique is too bad, beating crookedly, in short, the final flying sword, the blades on both sides actually have a slight serpentine arc, and it seems to be a wave-like line, which looks pretty good at first glance!

Because it is struck on the basis of the original flying sword, although the edges are distorted, the whole is still straight. The slender and bright crimson sword blade, all the traces of battle on the surface have disappeared, and it has become smooth and flat again, and it even reflects the light against the sun.

"Tsk, it's really a work of art......" Brother Badger looked at the flying sword narcissistically, and became addicted to the name again, and said directly: "The wavy blade, the red sword body......!" This sword is called 'Bo Red Sword'!"