Chapter 346 Casting Division
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, the man paused, then turned and looked behind him.
Fang Yi saw that the other party was an old man despite his stature!
A few strands of white hair protruded from the turban and fell on both sides of the cheeks, two nasolabial folds fell down the tear groove, and the corners of the eyes were covered with dense wrinkles.
The old man looks about sixty years old from his appearance. Although his skin is a bit dark, it can still be seen from his outline that he was a handsome guy when he was young.
And that body, which was stronger than that of a young man, combined with the opponent's movement of holding the hammer at this time, a powerful breath rushed towards his face.
Fang Yi instantly judged that the opponent is a master!
Jin Luo's face changed even more, and he took two steps back subconsciously.
Looking at Fang Yi and E Jinluo who suddenly appeared, the old man frowned and asked, "Didn't you see the sign at the door?"
Fang Yi looked back at the other party with a flat face.
"I see."
Seeing that Fang Yi's expression remained unchanged, the old man sized Fang Yi up.
"Tell me, is it custom or repair."
"However, as I said before, I still have work on hand. If you want to customize weapons, you need to queue up and prepare the materials yourself."
Hearing this, Fang Yi was a little surprised.
The other party's words are equivalent to saying that he can create magic weapons.
It is impossible for a blacksmith of this level to be unknown, but he had never met him in his last life, nor had he heard of such a person in Tiangang City.
This made him instantly interested.
"Weapon Repair."
Fang Yi thought, Feijian Zhutian immediately flew out from between his eyebrows, and began to spin around Fang Yi.
Before in the secret realm of Sunset City, when passing through the Gate of Death, Tianzhu Sword was hit repeatedly by flying swords in the air and suffered serious damage.
Afterwards in the Sea of Consciousness, Fang Yi placed it on Sunset Mountain to be scorched by the fire of the sun.
Although the shape of the sword has been repaired, it is only the shape.
Zhutian Sword is a magic weapon, the higher the quality of the weapon, the harder it is to repair after being damaged.
It doesn’t mean that it’s enough to just repair the damaged place, it involves a series of issues such as sword embryo and sword shape.
Although he can make swords, forging and repairing this piece still requires someone who is really proficient in this way.
Fang Yi waved his hand, and the flying sword flashed in the air, and flew to the old man and stopped.
"Flying sword?"
Looking at Zhu Tian in front of him, the old man frowned.
He has studied forging all his life, and he knows all kinds of weapons. He recognized it at a glance. This is the long-lost flying sword!
"good."
Fang Yi nodded.
"The name of the sword is Zhutian, a divine weapon, can it be repaired?"
The old man put the hammer in his hand aside, stretched out his hand and swipe along the sword, and then flicked his fingers on the sword.
"Zheng!"
Zhu Tian trembled and made a soft noise. Hearing the sound, the old man frowned instantly.
"The sword embryo and sword veins are both damaged. Although the shape of the sword has been repaired, it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The sword will suffer irreversible damage if it goes on for a long time."
"Which idiot did this?"
Fang Yi's expression remained unchanged.
"It was repaired by a blacksmith in Sunset City before."
"Tsk, extremely stupid, this kind of person has the nerve to call himself a blacksmith? I..."
Seeing that the other party was getting more and more ruthless, Fang Yi quickly changed the subject.
"Can it be fixed?"
"Of course."
"How long will it take? I have work tomorrow."
"Six hours, I can jump in line for you, but you need to pay more."
"Can."
Fang Yi nodded.
As long as it can be repaired before going to Tianqing Palace by tomorrow.
Fang Yi took out the sword raising box made of thousand-year-old black iron wood from the storage space.
"Help me reshape it."
The old man frowned again, and recognized it as a sword raising box at a glance.
The way he looked at Fang Yi changed, the young man in front of him was first flying sword and then raising sword box.
Both are long-lost things, and the background of the other party is not simple...
But the surprises weren't over yet.
Fang Yi stretched out his hand and patted the sword raising box.
"Shhhhhhhhh..."
The moment the raising sword box was opened, twenty flying swords swarmed out and stopped in the air.
After leaving Sunset City, he had simply refined these flying swords, so they didn't fly randomly after they came out.
The twenty flying swords were carefully selected by him from those flying swords in the gate of death.
Among them, there are twelve divine weapons and eight spiritual weapons.
Flying sword is not necessarily high quality.
Some flying swords of spirit soldiers have stronger sword intent and higher growth rate. When they are promoted to **** soldiers, they will leave other **** soldiers of the same level behind.
Looking at the flying sword in the air, the old man's expression changed.
As a truly powerful blacksmith, he could see the quality of these flying swords at a glance, so he was even more surprised.
Frowning, he looked at Fang Yi from the beginning to the end again, and kept guessing Fang Yi's identity in his heart.
Even if you are a child of an aristocratic family, it is impossible to have this kind of wealth!
Could it be that the other party is from a hidden family?
Seeing the surprise of the old man, Fang Yi did not explain anything, but expressed his request.
"Help me recast its shape. It's best to make it a portable type, and it's best to minimize the volume and increase the space inside."
"I'm in a hurry, money is not an issue."
Fang Yi pointed to the next wave, and the twenty flying swords flew back to the sword box in a turn in the air.
Fang Yi waved and threw the sword box at the old man.
He had already had some ideas about the shape of the sword storage box.
Every time I take it out, I hold a big box, which looks like fleeing.
Although things like weapons are mainly practical, since there is an opportunity, it is better to change it if you can.
Taking the sword-raising box, the old man glanced at it, then nodded to Fang Yi.
"Okay, two things, I will prepare them for you before eight o'clock tomorrow."
"They are all lost things. I have gained some knowledge. I will charge you a cost price of 500,000 spirit stones."
Fang Yi frowned.
Not because of price, but because of time.
The banquet in Tianqing Palace will start at 7:30 tomorrow.
Seeing Fang Yi's expression, the old man immediately realized that it was a matter of time. After all, those who can produce these things must not be short of money.
"If you have something to do, you can give me an address, and I will send it to you when the time comes."
After thinking for a while, Fang Yi nodded.
For such a big event as the Tianqing Palace holds a banquet, even if it starts at 7:30, it will take a lot of time just to welcome the guests.
Eight o'clock is too late.
"Tianqing Palace Mountain Gate, I will wait for you there tomorrow."
Fang Yi waved his hand, and half a million spirit stones flew out of the storage space and landed on the wall.
The auction house's first batch of Breakthrough Pill money has already been sent over.
Ten Breakthrough Pills were sold for 30 million spirit stones, and he received 60% of the net proceeds of a total of 15 million spirit stones.
Just in case, he took five million spirit stones for backup.
"You click."
After speaking, Fang Yi turned and left.
Looking at Fang Yi's back, the old man squinted his eyes. He knew about the banquet in Tianqing Palace tomorrow.
The other party had a flying sword and a sword box, and said he was in a hurry to use it.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like going to a banquet according to the rules…
(end of this chapter)