Start from refining weapons in Doupo Xiuxian

Xiao Yan gave the gauntlet weapon Liuguang, which was given to him by someone whose name he could not remember, to his second brother, as he felt that he had no need for it.

However, Xiao Yan does not know now that at some point in the future, he will definitely pay a thrilling price for his recklessness today.

Because, this hand guard that Jiang Lin pulled from his arm is the only defensive weapon that [You Lin] will use in Wutan City in the next three years!

I sell knives instead of armor, and customers keep praising me for being great!

When Xiao Yan sent out the gauntlet, he saw two very cute 'puppies looking up to the sky' engravings on it. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "I don't know which childish blacksmith made these gauntlets. They are so childish and cute."

Jiang Lin: Don’t worry, a lot of knives are coming, please don’t be killed by cuteness, dear!

On the other side, not long after Xiao Xun'er left, her shadow guard came to find her.

Ling Ying: "That Mr. Yao is a smart man. He seems to have guessed that the young lady is not someone to be trifled with, and he reminded Jiang Lin not to cause trouble."

Mr. Yao: Did you see that? Even if Dou Huang comes, he has to call me Mr. respectfully!

"If there were more smart people like this in the world, my job as a security guard would be much easier, wouldn't it?" Ling Ying silently complained in his heart. He didn't know where these idiots and useless people came from in this world, just to have such inappropriate thoughts about Miss Xun'er, who was obviously not an ordinary person. Ling Ying was also drunk.

"Mr. Ling, you don't need to pay attention to them. I roughly understand their identities." Xiao Xun'er, who was in her room in the backyard of the Xiao family, suddenly said in a deep voice to Ling Ying who was kneeling on one knee beside her.

"Hmm?" Ling Ying was a little confused, but as a guard, he understood his position and shouldn't ask questions that he shouldn't ask.

"Yes, miss." Nodding seriously, Ling Ying's figure quickly disappeared.

Only Xiao Xun'er was left sitting on the bed, staring at the sunlight outside in a daze.

"Will there be signs of people from Zhongzhou moving out from the small Jia Ma Empire?"

"Although there is something a little bit wrong, Jiang Lin does give me the feeling that he is a bit like a Zhongzhou person. I haven't lived in Zhongzhou for a long time, I can only vaguely feel that the aura of the other person is very similar to that of a Zhongzhou person. Why is that?"

"Is it the Soul Clan? Have they tracked down here? No, if it was the Soul Clan, Elder Ling would have been alert a long time ago."

A girl's intuition is always so terrifying. Xiao Xun'er just relied on her intuition and thought that Jiang Lin's aura gave her the feeling of a Zhongzhou person. Although she had almost no memory of Zhongzhou, this was intuition, and intuition didn't need to be reasoned with! (Hands on hips)

"I heard from Elder Ling, what kind of orphan is this? Maybe he is the lost bloodline of some Zhongzhou sect that I don't remember?"

If it was really the bloodline of the powerful tribes in Zhongzhou that had been lost, then Xiao Xun'er would understand why she felt that person was a little different. Similarly, it was normal for the other party to think she was strange. Normal at all!

She was able to use her irrational intuition to recognize that Jiang Lin was from Zhongzhou, but how could Jiang Lin irrationally think that she was different?

Could it be the Emperor's blood in her body? Or the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame Fire in her body? ?

Please, can you please be reasonable?

Could it be that you are from one of the eight ancient tribes that has always been very mysterious? You have a very strong spiritual perception and can directly see through her imperial blood and strange fire? ?

How is this possible! Absolutely not! (Akicks to hips)

After thinking about it, Xiao Xun'er felt that it was more likely that Jiang Lin was surprised by her cute beauty than that Jiang Lin was from the eight ancient tribes.

After all, there was no one with the surname Jiang in the ancient tribe.

"If that's the case, then the other person's soul is inherently strong, and there is a smart person teaching me, so it makes sense that he can feel that I am different from others."

With the example of the very smart Mr. Yao, Xiao Xun'er's reasoning is very reasonable.

People from Zhongzhou are a little weird, that's normal.

But just as a girl's intuition can be irrational.

Many things in this world do not need to be reasonable.

Chapter 21 Young Lin Weapon Refiner!

At the Temir Auction House, Mr. Yao, dressed in a relaxed manner, brought Jiang Lin, who was carrying a sword case, to find the staff. After explaining their purpose, a middle-aged man and an old man in blue appeared in the reception room.

The middle-aged staff member introduced him to Mr. Yao and Jiang Lin: "This is our auction house's second-grade alchemist, Master Gu Ni."

Master Gu Ni's fighting spirit realm is three-star great fighting master, which is not very high, but his identity as a second-grade alchemist is very valuable.

"Mr. Yao, the low-level yellow-grade fighting weapons you mentioned are rarely seen in our auction house. Although Master Gu Ni is an alchemist, he also has an amazing ability to identify fighting weapons. If you want to sell the fighting weapons in your hands, please let Master Gu Ni check their quality." The middle-aged man explained.

The weapon refiner is not a rare and shameful profession, it is just not as famous as the pharmacist. The top Xuan-level high-level weapon refiners are not inferior to the fifth- and sixth-level pharmacists in status. The Temir family has also come into contact with many weapon refiners, and has also trained low- and middle-level Huang-level weapon refiners within the family. However, the upper limit of weapon refiners in this world is only the Xuan-level high-level, so those who have the ability and aspirations want to learn to refine medicine.

(Both the weapon refiner and the pharmacist play with fire, the difference is that their best talents are fire gold and fire wood)

"Hello, Master Gu Ni." Mr. Yao nodded slightly to the old man in green, then took out a small knife with a scabbard from his wide sleeves and handed it to Gu Ni:

"Yellow-grade low-level fighting weapon, Fire Pattern Sword. When the fighting spirit is activated, a fire blade can be condensed on the blade."

Master Gu Ni nodded lightly upon hearing this, then took the Fire Pattern Knife and held it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

The Fire Pattern Sword is black in color, but has very delicate flowing fire patterns on its surface, which is very beautiful. There is a very small red crystal on the handle, and there is also a signature of "Youlin" in an inconspicuous position.

Wow!

A light red fighting spirit appeared in Gu Ni's hand, and in an instant, the originally seemingly small Fire Pattern Knife instantly condensed into a fire blade and returned to the length of a normal sword.

A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Ni's eyes. "It has a fine texture, excellent workmanship, and smooth Dou Qi flow. If it weren't for the material limitation, this Dou Qi could reach the level of the middle level of the Yellow Rank! And the additional Dou Qi ability, which gathers fire into a blade, although the strength of the fire blade is illusory and cannot collide with normal swords and will fall apart at the touch, but this fire blade can produce a miraculous effect of killing with one blow at certain times. It is really a rare boutique at the low level of the Yellow Rank!"

Mr. Yao and the Temir staff were surprised that Gu Ni gave such a high evaluation to this small and ordinary knife.

In their perception, this fire-patterned sword is like a fine toy?

Of course, even if it is a toy, it is a high-quality toy with great collection value.

Gu Ni then looked at the puppy mark on the inconspicuous part of the handle of the Fire Pattern Knife and said with a smile, "Very few weapon refiners who are confident enough in their skills like to leave their own seal on their works. I have seen a few fighting weapons with "signatures" in my life, but it is rare to see such a fresh and refined one."

Jiang Lin:.

Jiang Lin, who was beside Mr. Yao, had a complicated expression on his face. He didn't know why, but he found that everyone who saw his Youlin seal would praise him: "Cute?"

Mr. Yao immediately came to the rescue and said, "Master Gu Ni, the weapon refiner who entrusted us with the fighting weapon said that this pattern is called [young unicorn], a smart little animal."

Gu Ni nodded and put the Fire Pattern Knife back into the scabbard, then said to Mr. Yao: "Master Refiner Youlin? I see. This fighting weapon is excellent enough and is a rare masterpiece. The price of a normal low-level yellow-grade fighting weapon is between one thousand and three thousand gold coins, but your fighting weapon is of excellent quality and uses a magic core as energy source. You have superb craftsmanship, so I can offer you four thousand gold coins."

"If you really have ten fighting weapons of this quality, we are willing to purchase them all at a price of 4,500 gold coins each."

"Of course, Mr. Yao can also choose to go through the auction process. In that case, Temir Auction House will only take a 10% commission."

After all, the quality of this batch of fighting weapons is too low, and the quantity is large, so the auction price would be around 5,000 at most. Gu Ni's bid is already very conscientious.

Mr. Yao's initial assessment of the value of Jiang Lin's fighting weapon was obviously influenced by the environment of Qingshan Town itself. If Jiang Lin's fighting weapon had not had an industrial order beauty that was different from this world, and had used energy crystals that traditional weapon refiners only used on fighting weapons of high-level yellow rank or above, it would have been worth only two or three thousand yuan. (Magic cores are one type of energy crystals, and Jiang Lin only has access to magic cores now)

"Lin'er, do you want to watch the auction?" Mr. Yao thought for a moment and then asked Jiang Lin this question.

Jiang Lin understood immediately: "Teacher Youlin said that if you can come across any good materials, you can buy them and take them back. Mr. Yao, how about we go and take a look? This is my first time attending an auction!"

Mr. Yao was asking Jiang Lin if he wanted to leave. Jiang Lin replied that he could see if there were any good items at the auction.

Jiang Lin's words undoubtedly attracted Gu Ni's attention. He was a little surprised that Jiang Lin addressed him as Master Youlin the Weapon Refiner. In Gu Ni's mind, Master Youlin the Weapon Refiner was at least a mid-level yellow-rank weapon refiner, and his status was no less than his.

"Then you are very lucky. There are many good things in the auction this afternoon, and among them may be the refining materials you need." Gu Ni said.

Mr. Yao thought about it, then took off the sword box from Jiang Lin's back and handed it to Gu Ni solemnly.

Gu Ni seemed to realize something, his eyes were a little hot, he suppressed his excitement, took Mr. Yao's sword box, opened it carefully, and found that lying in the brocade was a long sword that was well-balanced, simple in shape, and the blade was glowing with a faint purple-red light!

"The ten yellow-grade low-level fighting weapons will be sold directly to you without auctioning. But since we are here, we should also have a sense of participation. This yellow-grade intermediate fighting weapon, the Purple Cloud Sword, will be entrusted to Master Gu Ni for valuation, and then auctioned."

Jiang Lin could even forge a hybrid yellow-grade advanced mechanical heavy sword. For him, a one-piece yellow-grade intermediate fighting weapon was a bit troublesome, but not unsolvable.

If low-level yellow-grade fighting weapons are like first-grade pills and are still toys in the hands of fighters, then intermediate yellow-grade fighting weapons are like kitchen knives in the hands of fighting masters.

With a suitable "kitchen knife", a fighter can chop his opponents of the same level into pieces.

Fighter·Fully Armed: What are you barking at?!

Fighting Master·Broken Fighting Qi Gauze Clothes: You cheated! I ***!

Chapter 22 Xun'er

Under the somewhat excited gaze of Master Gunni, Mr. Yao told the Temir Chamber of Commerce about the carriage where the remaining nine yellow-grade low-level fighting weapons were stored, and left the Temir Auction House with four black cards and five purple cards.

Mr. Yao, who had some money now, took Jiang Lin to visit the market in Wutan City again, to see if there were any herbs, magic cores or materials that he liked.

Mr. Yao stopped at a stall, picked up a bloody magic core from a pile of rusty iron sheets on the stall, and then bargained with the stall owner. At this time, Jiang Lin just took a curious look at a piece of iron on the stall. Mr. Yao didn't even think about it and said to the stall owner, "This first-level magic core is 550 yuan, but you have to give me some materials as compensation."

The stall owner smiled and said, "You speak first."

Mr. Yao took a look at the stall owner's tattered antiques and pointed out a few expensive ones. The stall owner quickly shook his head.

Seeing that Mr. Yao was a little impatient, the stall owner said with a smile: "Judging from your clothes, you must be a wealthy family. Why are you embarrassing me here? You have a very good eye. You have set your eyes on the few treasures on my stall. How can this be allowed? Can you please be kind and take these small items?"

Mr. Yao picked up two or three pieces of rusty iron with an impatient look on his face. He was about to ask what they were: "Are you going to fool me with this?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Boss, this is an antique, an antique, understand? What if the price goes up someday?"

If it was any other kid, the stall owner would have been angry by now. After all, he was a three-star fighter. But facing Mr. Yao, he still felt a little scared. His intuition from years of being in the underworld told him that the person in front of him was much more powerful than him.

Mr. Yao glanced at the stall owner calmly, then picked up a few more pieces of iron and said, "Then tell me, when will this antique appreciate in value?"

"Mr. Yao, the auction is about to start." Jiang Lin reminded at the right time.

Mr. Yao looked at the iron piece in his hand, then grabbed a few more pieces, threw a bag of gold coins to the stall owner, and turned and left as the stall owner's face twitched slightly.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you."

After Mr. Yao and the other man left, the stall owner, with a normal expression, took out a handful of iron sheets from the cloth bag on his back and placed them back in their original place.

On the other side, Mr. Yao, who was walking towards the Temir Auction House, looked at a rusty piece of iron in his hand, then handed it to Jiang Lin and said, "Can't you see any difference?"

Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed by this: "Mr. Yao, do you trust my intuition so much? You act like you trust myself more than I do."

He just felt that the color of the iron piece was a little different, that was all, and then Mr. Yao took it directly.

"I don't have anything to teach you, but I hope you learn to trust your intuition." Mr. Yao shook his head, his tone gloomy.

"Let's talk about other things when we return to Qingshan Town." Although Mr. Yao's spiritual perception is not as strong as Jiang Lin's, he is very experienced.

"Okay." Jiang Lin looked at the piece of iron in his hand, but couldn't figure out what it was, so he gave up.

After hearing what Mr. Yao said, Jiang Lin couldn't help but think of his mother in his memory.

The fact that Mr. Yao trusted his intuition more than Jiang Lin himself could only mean that Mr. Yao had seen this kind of thing before.

Or in other words, super spiritual perception is a gift of people like Jiang Lin?

Just like that, Jiang Lin followed Mr. Yao with his thoughts to the crowded Temir Auction House, where the formal auction was held once every two weeks.

The auction house specially prepared masks and black cloaks for everyone participating in the auction.

"For safety reasons, we will prepare masks and cloaks for lone travelers. If you two have concerns about your identities, the auction house has no objection to you covering your faces." The staff explained to them.