Start from refining weapons in Doupo Xiuxian

"Ah! Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"

Following the sound of iron, the little medical fairy in white pushed open the door of Jiang Lin's forging room, and then saw Jiang Lin, who was sweating profusely, with his muscular upper body naked, standing next to the furnace, concentrating on polishing something.

Upon hearing this, the latter looked up and smiled slightly: "Is it time for dinner? Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

The little medical fairy stood at the door, looking at the shirtless Jiang Lin. She didn't know whether to go in or not. Just when she was struggling, Jiang Lin stood up, holding a dagger with a blue-green blade in his hand. There was a golden pattern similar to water flow near the blade, which was extremely exquisite!

"What are you doing?" The little medical fairy's eyes were immediately attracted by the beautiful dagger in Jiang Lin's hand.

"A low-level yellow-rank weapon, a golden dagger with water patterns."

As he spoke, Jiang Lin pointed at a wooden stick as thick as his arm and injected the only trace of fighting spirit in his body into the golden dagger with water patterns. A faint airflow appeared on the blade that was emitting a blue-green light, and then there was a loud bang!

Cut it off!

Chapter 3: The fourth level of weapon refining!

"Oh, is it so sharp?"

When the little medical fairy saw this, she couldn't help but exclaimed, her little mouth slightly opened.

At this time, Jiang Lin revealed the handle of the water-patterned golden dagger, on which actually lay a first-level golden magic core the size of a pigeon egg!

In other words, Jiang Lin only needs to use a little bit of Dou Qi to stimulate the Dou Qi energy contained in the first-order gold magic core, thereby adding a layer of sharp air blade to the blade of the water pattern gold dagger. How to make these Dou Qi condense into a blade accurately at the edge of the blade is the result of Jiang Lin's previous research.

"Hehe!" Jiang Lin approached the Little Medical Fairy and shook the golden dagger with water patterns. When the other party was about to reach out to catch it, she raised it high again, causing the latter to glare at her angrily.

"Childish!" The little medical fairy snorted angrily, then turned around and left without looking back.

"I don't care!"

"Hehe." Looking at the receding back of the Little Medical Fairy, Jiang Lin chuckled a few times, then he tidied himself up, packed his clothes, and chased after the Little Medical Fairy. After all, eating was the most important thing.

After working for a long time, Jiang Lin was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back. He was only holding on by willpower.

In the attic on the second floor of Wanyaozhai, Mr. Yao and Xiao Yixian were sitting at the dining table, chatting casually while waiting for Jiang Lin to arrive.

"Hey, there's a stewed chicken today. Does Mr. Yao have any good news?" Jiang Lin, who had changed into clean clothes, went upstairs and smelled the aroma of meat. Then he saw a pot of delicious stewed chicken and mushrooms on the dining table. His eyes immediately lit up.

"It's because Mr. Yao saw that you were tired after spending the whole morning, and was afraid that you couldn't handle it, so he specially added a meal for you." The Little Medical Fairy couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jiang Lin. Ever since this guy followed Mr. Yao here, she found that she seemed to have fallen out of favor a little bit.

Damn it! Obviously, I was here first!

"It's almost time for dinner. I saw you were busy in the backyard, so I didn't disturb you. How come you look good? Have you made any new discoveries?" Mr. Yao is a very elegant middle-aged man. He exudes a faint medicinal fragrance and always looks very easy to talk to.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin took out the dagger he had made into a simple belt from his bosom, and pushed it to Mr. Yao's table. While wolfing down a few mouthfuls of rice, he muttered, "Before, I didn't have fighting spirit, so I couldn't make a weapon that could use fighting spirit. Mr. Yao, take a look at this dagger. It should be considered a high-quality weapon, not a toy made in a blacksmith shop."

This world divides many things into five levels: Heaven and Earth, Black and Yellow, and not included in the grade. Of course, fighting skills only have four levels, and equipment has five levels, because only equipment that can use fighting spirit can enter the Heaven and Earth, Black and Yellow grade.

A sharp sword forged by an ordinary blacksmith, unable to withstand Dou Qi, can only be considered fine. Of course, under special circumstances, even a blade plucked from a flower or leaf in the hands of a powerful warrior can be a deadly weapon. Weapons that are highly compatible with Dou Qi can be called Dou Qi weapons, or high-grade weapons.

Just like there was a pharmacist before the alchemist profession, and there was a blacksmith before the weapon refiner profession, it's just that the people of Douqi Continent don't care much about weapon refiners. Because this world, at most, only has Xuan-level weapon refiners. Earth-level weapon refiners are basically non-existent. The weapons of the Earth-level and above that circulate on the continent are almost all embryos of high-level materials or found in secret realms. (Namely Xuanzhong Ruler)

Jiang Lin is now able to forge low-level yellow-grade weapons, which means he has officially stepped into the realm of a weapon refiner, and he has learned it without a teacher.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yao drew out the golden dagger with water patterns, and after examining it carefully, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Weapon refiner is a declining profession. No one has ever heard of the existence of a weapon refiner in Qingshan Town. I didn't expect that a little guy like you could learn it without a teacher." Mr. Yao used his fingers to continuously stroke the exquisite patterns on the water-rippled golden dagger that seemed to be formed naturally. The technique of refining steel a hundred times is not uncommon in this world, but it is not as exquisite as Jiang Lin's.

"Mr. Yao, I saw 17 patients today!" Little Medical Fairy interrupted.

"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing this, Mr. Yao looked at Xiao Yixian and Jiang Lin who were concentrating on eating, and his eyes softened a lot, "Okay, okay, Xian'er did a very good job today." Looking at the two little ones he raised, Mr. Yao sometimes felt that this kind of life is pretty good.

He brought Xiao Yixian from the Chuyun Empire, and he adopted Jiang Lin from the Monster Mountain Range. Before he knew it, he had two little followers behind him. (In the original novel, Mr. Yao turned bad later, and he was a very good person in the early stage.)

"Let's talk about weapon refiners. You two have never been far away, so it's normal that you don't know the secrets." Mr. Yao put down the water-patterned golden dagger, picked up a bowl of tea, moistened his throat, and recalled to the two little ones who were busy eating: "In this world, the status of weapon refiners is actually not lower than that of pharmacists. It's surprising, right? I was actually quite surprised too, but when I saw the same level of Xuan-level weapons in the auction house, they were sold at a higher price than Xuan-level fighting skills. Then I realized that no matter how much people admire pharmacists, when they encounter high-quality fighting weapons, their bodies will still be very honest."

Mr. Yao traveled to many places when he was young, so he is an elder with very rich experience.

"Generally speaking, a strong person needs powerful skills, fighting techniques, elixirs, and weapons. Only when these four are combined can he be called powerful."

"Take this low-level yellow-grade dagger forged by Lin'er for example. If a child with Dou Qi holds this weapon, many Dou masters will feel a little apprehensive. If they are not careful, this Dou Qi weapon will easily pierce their protective Dou Qi and injure their flesh."

The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang of the weapon refiner corresponds to nine realms, among which the yellow level corresponds to the three realms of fighter, fighter, master and great fighter. Because the fighting qi gauze clothes of the fighter and the great fighter are based on the same principle, top-level yellow level weapons can still be easily cut through.

Heaven-grade weapons correspond to Dou Zun and Dou Sheng, and Xuan Zhong Chi belongs to the embryo of earth-grade weapons. Therefore, when facing Dou Zun, others will leave a palm print on the Xuan Zhong Chi.

"Although this dagger is of low yellow grade and can only threaten fighters below the level of Fighter Master, it can still be sold for around 5,000 gold coins if it is sold. What do you think, Lin'er?" Mr. Yao roughly estimated the value of the Water-Pattern Gold Dagger and then gave the choice to Jiang Lin.

Chapter 4 With a sharp weapon in hand, the desire to kill arises!

"It can be sold for 5,000 because your dagger is very well made. Ordinary low-level yellow-grade weapons are only around 3,000. The properties of your dagger are just right, and the material properties are also maximized. It has some of the qualities of a mid-level yellow-grade weapon. Therefore, 5,000 gold coins is the overall price I offer. Haha, if you meet a noble person, you can bid each other up and sell it for 7,000 or 8,000 gold coins."

"Let me see. Hmm, this first-level gold magic core is a little expensive, about 500 gold coins. Lapis lazuli is relatively cheap, and this small piece is only 300 gold coins. With the other costs, your cost is just over 1,000 gold coins, which is pretty good. The price of low-level weapons is lower than that of elixirs. Only when they are high-level will the price of weapons exceed that of elixirs."

As a veteran in the industry, Mr. Yao not only estimated the value of the water-patterned golden dagger, but also estimated Jiang Lin's cost. If it were someone else, he would have a hard time estimating, but Jiang Lin was a man who took what he had and used what he had. He knew exactly what Jiang Lin did when he went out.

As for why high-level weapons are more valuable than high-level elixirs.

Because of a very simple logic, if my neighbor hoards food, I hoard guns, and my neighbor is my granary.

However, there are very few high-level weapons in this world, and the highest-level ones are only the earth-level weapon embryos, which are not yet complete.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle." Upon hearing that the weapons forged by Jiang Lin could be sold for five thousand gold coins, the Little Medical Fairy buried her head and worked hard to eat.

Damn it! I only earned 20 gold coins after seeing patients for the whole morning! Only 10 gold coins were my salary!

"Hehe." Mr. Yao took in all of Little Medical Fairy's little movements, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yixiang is a good person in every way except that he is a little aloof. Fortunately, ever since he brought Jiang Lin here, the two little ones have been together and both of their personalities have changed.

"Mr. Yao, do you have any sales channels?" After finishing a bowl of rice, Jiang Lin picked up a chicken leg for himself and took the time to ask Mr. Yao. He looked like a refugee who had escaped from famine from nowhere, which made Mr. Yao laugh.

"Although Qingshan Town is just a small border town and not as prosperous as the nearby big cities, it has plenty of mercenaries. If Lin'er doesn't want to show up, I can use my connections to sell it to them. As long as you don't bring it up, they will naturally be tactful and not ask too much."

Mr. Yao drank tea and slowly gave advice to Jiang Lin. Although his insights were not as rich as those of the old monsters in the powerful areas, he was still confident in saying in Qingshan Town: Welcome to my territory.

Although the territory is not big, Mr. Yao runs it well. His Wanyaozhai is very famous here. His medical principle of "saving lives first and paying later" has benefited many mercenary groups, and some of them eventually became the leaders of mercenary groups.

".But many people in this town know that I like to do blacksmithing at such a young age." Jiang Lin, who had finally filled his stomach half full, took the soup that Mr. Yao served him and said weakly.

"That's true if you say so." Mr. Yao did not insist on his own way, but thought seriously about the question raised by Jiang Lin, and finally nodded and said: "Qingshan Town has many people and eyes. If you forge a dagger like this every day, there will definitely be some unrest. Well, I think it's better to let your friends die than to let me die. The big city near Qingshan Town, Wutan City, is not bad. It has a large population and is close to the Warcraft Mountains. There are also many mercenary groups. There is also the auction house of the Miter family there. We can accumulate some weapons, package them, and sell them to them all at once."

(A genius who has not yet fallen: Huh? Holy crap, this is directed at me?!)

After Jiang Lin's reminder, Mr. Yao also noticed that low-grade weapons were not as easy to fool as ordinary fine weapons. They were weapons that could really make a fighter want to backstab a master.

As the saying goes, when you carry a sharp weapon, you naturally harbor murderous intent. Mr. Yao also realized that low-grade weapons cannot be confused with elixirs.

Imagine if every single person in Qingshan Town was armed with a Yellow-grade weapon. That would be a nightmare. Without Dou Qi weapons, a single Dou Shi could defeat a group of fighters with bare hands. But with Dou Qi weapons, a Dou Shi could easily be ripped open by a fighter, leaving him wounded. While Jiang Lin's weapon was still low-grade Yellow-grade, only offering a minor eye-opener, it was still a significant advantage. And who said Jiang Lin couldn't forge even more advanced Dou Qi weapons in the future?

"However, you can't give up on Qingshan Town. You can build a weapon refining pavilion and sell some equipment of different qualities to the outside world when the time is right. This will help you build connections in Qingshan Town. At the same time, if you need any materials in the future, you can also issue tasks to them. They will be happy to help you."

After thinking for a while, Mr. Yao improved Jiang Lin's equipment refining plan. Wutan City just needed to be responsible for making money, Qingshan Town just needed to maintain stability, and his own basic foundation must not be disrupted.

Jiang Lin drank the chicken soup in one gulp, then smiled at Mr. Yao and said, "Mr. Yao is indeed the second smartest person in Qingshan Town! Just follow Mr. Yao's arrangements."

The Little Medical Fairy rolled her eyes at Jiang Lin, and Mr. Yao couldn't help but laugh and shook his head when he heard it. He didn't know who this kid learned this nonsense from.

The second smartest person in Qingshan Town is Mr. Yao, so who is the smartest? The Little Doctor asked Jiang Lin, but Jiang Lin said, "If I tell you, you will not accept it, so I won't bother to tell you anymore."

After solving the problem of the Water-Patterned Golden Dagger, Mr. Yao ended his lunch by drinking tea and watching the two little ones bickering from time to time.

After lunch, Jiang Lin, who was full, said goodbye to Mr. Yao and went back to his room in the inner courtyard of Wanyaozhai to take a nap. Forging iron in the morning was too tiring for him. But he couldn't stop, he had to shape it once, otherwise the metal weakness caused by tempering would make the final weapon useless.

This situation will only get better when Jiang Lin gets older.

After the two little ones left, Mr. Yao was the only one left in the attic on the second floor of Wanyaozhai. He leaned back in his chair, looking at the exquisite dagger on the table, slightly lost in thought.

"Sir, everyone has their own destiny, and I can't stop anything, right?" Mr. Yao sighed in his heart.

On the other side, when Jiang Lin woke up from his sweet dream, the moon was already dim outside the window.

"Look, there are only buns left in the kitchen. Eat them or not? If not, I'll leave."

With a slap, Jiang Lin just opened his eyes and saw a big white and tender bun slapping his face.

Chapter 5: Fighting skills release the possibility of mechanization!

This bun. Is it a real bun?

Jiang Lin bit off most of the white, tender and juicy bun in one bite, then nodded and said, "Well, it's a good bun from a good family!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The little fairy doctor in a light white dress kicked open the door with a bowl of buns in her hand. She looked at Jiang Lin who was still lying on the bed with some suspicion, and then put the buns on the table in the room: "I didn't see you get up in the afternoon. Mr. Yao said not to disturb your rest. I thought you must not have eaten. There are only a few buns in the kitchen, so I brought them to you, so that you won't starve to death in bed."

"Haha, thank you very much for the feeding, Boss Xian'er." Hearing this, Jiang Lin got up from the bed and said happily.

When the Little Medical Fairy saw that Jiang Lin was fed by her and did not starve to death in bed, she did not say anything. When she saw Jiang Lin get up and it was getting dark outside, she took her leave and went back to the house.

Jiang Lin, who was eating a big bun mouthful by mouth, took a look at the bright moonlight outside the window and hurriedly took a sip of tea to avoid choking to death.

"Although my body is better than the sub-healthy body of the old otaku in my previous life, I am still young and my physical strength is not fully developed. I am exhausted both physically and mentally from this hard work."

After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Lin felt his body, which was not so sore anymore, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart: "Logically, forging is a physically demanding job, but why do I feel mentally exhausted as well? Is it because of my high concentration?"

Jiang Lin didn't understand for the time being, so he decided not to worry about it too much. After solving the problem with his stomach, he sat cross-legged on the bed, silently reciting the Dou Qi technique that Mr. Yao taught him, and began to circulate the Dou Qi in his body according to the meridian nodes marked in the technique. He tried to control his body with his mind, pushing the mysterious energy gas in the environment of heaven and earth little by little, and let it circulate slowly in his body.

As the mysterious energy gas flowed through his body, Jiang Lin could feel his meridians heating up a little bit, as if a ball of flame was rising from the nodes of the twelve meridians in his body, simmering it over low heat, softening his meridians while also strengthening them.

The martial arts that Jiang Lin is practicing now is the "Fire Forging Art", a yellow-grade intermediate fire martial arts that Mr. Yao found for him. It is the best fire-based fighting qi martial arts that Mr. Yao can find for Jiang Lin.

Fortunately, although the grade of this "Forging Fire Art" is not high, in terms of effectiveness, it can catch up with some not-so-powerful yellow-grade advanced exercises, and it is also a rare exercise for dual cultivation of qi. The only drawback is that practicing this "Forging Fire Art" will make the practitioner feel a kind of hot sensation of "boiling a frog in warm water".

The weak fire-type fighting spirit slowly swirled in Jiang Lin's body, slowly exercising Jiang Lin's physical meridians and enhancing his body's adaptability to the fighting spirit, while also making Jiang Lin sweat profusely, as if he had experienced some strenuous exercise.

One of the reasons why Jiang Lin’s physical fitness at the age of ten was better than that of his twenties in his previous life was that Jiang Lin persisted in practicing the "Fire Forging Art" for half a year.

In this world, there really is a mysterious fighting energy, unlike Jiang Lin’s previous life, where there was only invisible PM2.5 in the air.

hum~

The bright moonlight outside the window shone on Jiang Lin's chest. A pale yellow jade ring on his chest emitted a faint fluorescence and a hint of warmth. Unfortunately, Jiang Lin, sweating profusely, did not feel the warmth from the jade ring. Instead, he felt that the jade ring left to him by his mother was cold. At the same time, Jiang Lin, who was practicing the circulation of his Dou Qi, suddenly felt a slight chill throughout his body and a sense of coolness in his head. The weak Dou Qi seedling in his body seemed to grow a little stronger.

Breakthrough, second stage of fighting spirit!

Jiang Lin was only at the first level of Dou Qi in the morning, and at the second level in the evening. Did he cultivate one level of Dou Qi in just one day?

Of course not. If Jiang Lin was really that powerful, he would take the initiative to find a remote place, go up the mountain to practice in seclusion for two or three years, and then come out of the mountain and defeat everyone in Qingshan Town. How great would that be?

Because to be precise, Jiang Lin spent half a year to cultivate to the second stage of fighting spirit.

As early as more than two months ago, Jiang Lin successfully took Dou Qi into his body and cultivated the first wisp of Dou Qi in his body. At that time, he was already at the first stage of Dou Qi, but he did not take the test because Mr. Yao did not urge him anyway.