"Yanglin, if we two join the army, I should be able to play as a centurion."
Lin Jianqin joked: "Your strength will definitely be a commander of thousands."
"If we want to join the army, it is very simple. Just fill in the personal information and pass the review. The army is a place where you speak with strength. No matter what your background or strength, you must start from the most ordinary sergeant. If you want to be in a high position and enjoy more benefits and power, then challenge!"
"If you want to be a centurion or a thousand-master, as long as you win the challenge, you can even challenge it."
Lin Jianqin's eyes are full of diligence and dreams are endless, but he shook his head: "However, once you join the army, you will lose your own self. The army is strictly disciplined and has no violations. If you want to retire, you must apply in advance. Leaving the army without authorization will be regarded as Disposal of deserters."
"Uncle Jianqin, what are the benefits of joining the army?" Yu Yanglin asked with curious eyes.
"Relatively speaking, although the welfare of the army is not as good as Wanbao Pavilion, it also makes countless people look at it."
"Ordinary sergeants can receive fifteen Qi Gathering Pills every month."
"Captain can receive 20 Qi Gathering Pills every month."
"Well, I can get 30 Qi Gathering Pills every month."
"The Centurion can receive fifty Qi Gathering Pills every month."
"The commander can receive one hundred Qi Gathering Pills every month."
Lin Jianqin looked forward to: "One hundred Qi Gathering Pills, that's fifty thousand taels per month. There are also military exercises and more secret skills. Although there is no freedom, and even life is in danger, this kind of treatment will affect the real Qi. It’s a great temptation for the masters."
"I also heard that the commander of the army can receive one thousand Qi Gathering Pills every month, one thousand."
Lin Jianqin exclaimed: "It is said that there is fierce competition in the army, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the average expert is willing to go for this treatment."
Everyone was even more fascinated when they heard the words, and Yuyanglin's eyes were superb.
"Fuck, click..."
While they were talking, a group of horsemen came to the entrance of a magnificent single-family temple. A horizontal plaque was hung on the door with the words like a silver hook and a picture of iron.
"Hundred Refining Workshop!"
Yuyang Lin was stunned. This was the exact opposite of the iron shop he had imagined. It was a simple and majestic weapon shop!
"Lü Lü Lü...!"
Lin Jianqin stopped his horse and said, "Everyone dismount!"
Jianfeng, come and see, Yanglin, let's go in. "
Lin Jianqin handed the horses to a big man in Linjiazhuang and walked into Bailianfang.
Yuyanglin also threw the horses to Jianfeng, and followed Lin Jianqin and Lin Jianzhu into Bailianfang.
As soon as the barriers to entry were reached, a metallic scent came to my face.
"Yanglin, Wanbao Pavilion has better magic weapons, but many people still like private customization, customizing their favorite weapons. The first is that it is much cheaper here, and the weapons are with them for a long time, just like their own women. Everyone wants to be the first owner of weapons, haha."
Lin Jianqin laughed and strode forward.
Yuyang Lin was taken aback when he heard this, and he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, and followed him into the hall of Bailianfang.
The hall is over a thousand square meters, with a dazzling array of weapons, and the finished weapons display area alone has more than four hundred square meters.
People come and go, bargain, and customers come and go.
"Kang Dang! Dang Dang!..."
It seemed that the sound of forging a forge could be heard from behind.
"Several masters, do you want to buy weapons or get weapons? Or do you want to customize your favorite magic weapon?"
A smiling young man in a gray coat and blue hat about 20 years old greeted him. The blue hat had a pattern of two weapons crossed, embroidered with the small inscription "Bai Lian Fang".
"Although our Bailianfang is not as good as Wanbao Pavilion, it is cheap and cheap, and it is second to none in this Dingcheng. My name is Mao Xingxing. You can call me Xiaomao. If you can help you, please ask. "
"We are here to take the magic weapon!"
Lin Jianzhu stepped forward and handed out a list.
Xiao Mao took a look at the receipt, and his eyes lit up: "Okay, please sit here for a while, and things will come right away." Xiao Mao led Yuyanglin and the others, sitting in the reception area of the lobby, and headed back. Take weapons.
As soon as Yuyanglin and others sat down, several women served tea and the service was attentive.
"Several masters, there is an exquisite elegant room on the second floor. If a few of them are tired, they can go up and relax. Eighteen services are provided, which will satisfy you."
A woman with an exposed dress smiled charmingly at Yuyanglin and the others.
On a cold day, there was only a short skirt that could only cover pi stocks, a mink velvet coat on the upper body, the crisp'xiong' half exposed, the looming snow white, the fiery figure, every move was sultry.
Yuyanglin glanced unintentionally, his face flushed suddenly.
In Linjiazhuang, how can any woman dare to dress like this, dress like this shamefully.
And this kind of woman seems to know how to arouse men's desire best, and her whole body seems to be twisting, which attracts the eyes of the surroundings.
"No, you can go down."
Lin Jianqin waved back the charming woman.
The woman in the full skirt smiled brightly, leaned slightly, and stepped back.
Fengchen women are women who have experienced the hardships of the world, and they know how to observe their words and colors.
"Hahaha, Yang Lin, I think your face is flushed to the neck."
Lin Jianzhu pointed at Yuyang Lin and laughed, "Are you always looking at the roots of your thighs?"
"Uncle Jianzhu, me! I..."
Yuyanglin was speechless, and his face flushed even more. He was really attracted by the charming woman just now, and was annoyed by his lack of concentration.
"okay!"
Lin Jianqin waved his hand: "Look at Yanglin, the weapons placed over there are all advanced magic weapons."
Lin Jianqin pointed to the counter selling finished weapons on the right.
"Enter the ranks!"
Yuyanglin was startled, and asked in a puzzled way: "Uncle Jianqin, are the soldiers who have entered the ranks?"
Lin Jianqin nodded: "We are all non-ranked ordinary soldiers and iron, and only the advanced weapons are called magic soldiers."
"The magic weapon is made from some strange stones and iron. The master trainer will draw the formation inside the magic weapon, which can increase the combat power during the battle. Some increase the speed, some increase the power, and some more. It’s with flame power and so on. It’s incredible."
"Furthermore, there are nine ranks of divine weapons, like your seven-star sword, which is a first-order divine weapon that cuts iron like mud."
Lin Jianqin said: "I heard that Bao Tongshan, the lord of Ding City, used a Tier 9 Divine Soldier Leng Yuehan."
"Once when building the Longshan River, the city lord Bao Tongshan made the water of the Longshan River freeze for hundreds of meters with a single knife, relying on his famous ninth-tier genius soldier, Leng Yuehan."
"The higher the level of the magic weapon, the greater the increase. If you can split the boulder with your full palm, then you holding the high level of magic weapon will be able to split a small mountain."
Lin Jianqin pierced his eyes and looked at the magical soldiers who entered the stage, coveted. Before, he was only in the inner aura, and his strength was weak, and the magical soldiers could not play a role. Now he is a master of the true aura. If there is a god Soldiers can at least double their combat power.
"The tiered magic weapon is so amazing!"
Yuyanglin also showed his brilliance. He didn't pay much attention to weapons before. As long as he kept getting stronger, it didn't matter whether he used weapons or not.
But what Lin Jianqin said about the magic weapon completely overturned Yuyanglin’s view of weapons. If he had a high-level magic weapon in his hand, he would dare to go to Taiyuan County alone, and even go to Sanchuan County to find his mother, the Nangong clan. .
"Master, this is your customized weapon."
Xiao Mao walked up with a smile, waved his hand, and a big man behind him strode forward and put the long box he held in his hand on the table made of fine iron!
The long box was placed on the table, and there was a dull sound of gold and iron. The weight of the long box was at least two hundred jin.
All the utensils in this Bailianfang are basically made of fine iron. The chairs, tea cups, stairs, and even the night pearls inlaid on the ceiling are all wrapped in white and transparent fine iron, which has a light-gathering effect. .
The iron box was opened, and suddenly I saw a long spear that was all silver lying inside, as if there was a cold breath.
"Master, see if you are satisfied."
Xiao Mao proudly said: "The internal formation of this long spear is portrayed by the three major refiners of our Bailianfang, Master Chen Lixing. The spear is 2.6 meters long and weighs 188 kilograms."
"Oh! Master Chen Lixing's handwriting?"
Lin Jianqin's expression moved slightly when he heard the words, obviously he had heard the name of this master Chen.
"Good gun!"
Yuyanglin didn't know who Chen Lixing was. He grabbed the spear with one hand and felt the texture of the spear.
As soon as the spear started, it exuded a fierce aura, which immediately gave Yuyanglin the urge to find someone to fight.
In vain, Yuyanglin pumped a spear in his hand and stepped on him, instantly stabbing a thousand.
The long spear of 188 kilograms was stabbed with an afterimage. With a simple prick and stab, it made a sonic boom, piercing the air with a sharp whistling sound.
That Xiao Mao stood close, backed back again and again, shocked, his legs were soft, and his face screamed bloodlessly.
Suddenly, some of the customers and employees in the store all pointed here.
"Sorry, sorry."
Lin Jianqin was also taken aback. Yuyanglin waved at random and unexpectedly pierced a sonic boom. If an ordinary person got close, he would be killed by the shock. Lin Jianqin quickly got up and apologized with a smile.
Xiao Mao's face was pale, he even sucked in the air, and hurriedly lifted his inner Qi to calm his blood, and looked at Yuyanglin in horror. The young man in front of him was three or four years younger than himself. He was so strong, an absolutely true master, ten Six or seven-year-old Zhenqi realm master, this information is definitely worth a lot of money when sold to Wanbao Pavilion.
Xiao Mao's heart moved, but he waved his hand quickly and smiled: "It's okay! Many customers just get their weapons, they will involuntarily wave them!"
Looking at Yuyang Forest holding a gun, Xiao Mao smiled and said, "My lord, how is it? Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied."
Yuyanglin's eyes flickered: "I don't know what the name of this gun is, what rank is it?" Yuyanglin could feel that this spear was sharper and heavier than the Seven Star Sword.
It must also be a higher-level magic weapon.
"This gun does not have a name yet, but this gun is a Tier 3 magic weapon." Xiao Mao said respectfully: "Master Chen said that this gun has withstood three and a half array blessings, and it is considered a low-order magic soldier. The best in China, comparable to Tier 4 magic soldiers."
"Look at this diamond-shaped spear head, with blood-letting grooves, and the red tassel on the neck of the spear. This is the tail of the three-tailed jackal of the monster beast. Don’t look at this handful, but it can suck up to ten catties. No drop of blood will flow to the barrel of the gun."
"There is also the dragon pattern on the barrel of the gun. This is not a function of preventing release. Master Chen said that you will find its magical effect only when you are fighting." Xiao Mao said vividly and rigorously.
"Tier 3 magic weapon, comparable to Tier 4?" Yuyang Lin liked it more and more after hearing this.
"Yang Lin, since this gun doesn't have a name yet, why don't you give it a name." Lin Jianqin was also surprised in his heart, it turned out to be a Tier 3 magic weapon.
"Well, this gun is silver in color with dragon patterns, so let's call it the silver dragon gun."
Yuyanglin's eyes shone, looking at the dragon pattern on the barrel of the gun, touching it with his fingertips, as if he could feel the scales.
"Silver Dragon Spear
"Good name, a name seems to make this gun come alive!" Xiao Mao quickly said in admiration.
"Okay, just say how much it is."
Yuyanglin waved his hand and loved the Silver Dragon Spear. The weapon can only be used better if you feel it and get close to it.
"Okay, here is the bill, I will charge you fifty Qi Gathering Pills."
"What! Fifty Qi Gathering Pills? Why don't you become a horse thief!"
Lin Jianzhu exclaimed: "Fifty Qi Gathering Pills, that's 25 thousand taels, are you mistaken, this material is all made by ourselves!"
"Master, don't get excited!"
Xiao Mao Lian said: "You are right, this material is indeed yours, but do you know how much a Tier 3 magic weapon sells?"
"The most common Tier 3 magic weapon has four hundred Qi Gathering Pills, and your silver dragon spear is the best of Tier 3, comparable to Tier 4 magic weapon. If you sell it, it will be worth at least Five hundred Qi Gathering Pills."
Xiao Mao continued: "You said that we charge you 10% of the commission, is it expensive? Besides, if you are a low-level trainer, and the second-tier magic weapon is refined for you, then we will only charge you 20. You probably don’t know about Gathering Qi Dan, but upholding the customer’s supremacy, we strive to do our best."
Xiao Mao sighed: "Also, let me tell you the truth. We charge you fifty Qi Gathering Pills, and forty of them are commissions of Master Chen. Our Bailianfang only earns you ten Qi Gathering Pills. expensive!"