At night, an ordinary restaurant box in the Imperial City.
Feng Jixing and Lin Muyu sat opposite each other. Qin Yan and Zhang Wei were also there, drinking sullen wine. Lin Muyu actually became a grain transport officer for the first time on the expedition. This is really sad, but what can be done? Well, even if the whole world knew that he was aggrieved, as long as the two grand princes nod their heads together, he would become a grain transport officer.
"Officer Lin Yunliang, I will do it first..." Feng Jixing held up the wine glass, said boredly, and looked up and drank the glass of wine.
Lin Muyu also drank the glass of wine and said, "Big Brother Feng, don't tease me."
Zhang Wei laughed beside him, patted the table gently, and said: "Actually, according to my old Zhang's opinion, even if he is a grain transport officer, Master Lin Muyu is still the strongest of this expeditionary army. What's so terrible? , On the battlefield, it’s clear that after you have made great achievements, I want to see what reason the two princes have to prevent you from going straight up..."
Feng Jixing groaned, and said: "I heard that the composition of the army on the expedition is very responsible. Among them, 50,000 are from Min Yulin's old army, another 30,000 are from Muyucheng, and the other 20,000 are from Qihai City. With the addition of Ayu’s 3,000-strong army, a new 100,000-strong'wealthy legion' is formed. The name is very prestigious, and the combat strength is not known."
"Big Brother Feng knows Min Yulin?" Lin Muyu asked.
Feng Jixing shook his head: "I served as the commander of the imperial army for less than ten years. When I came to the imperial capital, he was already at the edge of the Huoji City, so I have never seen it. Not bad, but Ayu, you must be more cautious and don't confront him."
"Why?" Lin Muyu was stunned.
"Because this Min Yulin is now valuable as a god and mighty man, but he was born as a commoner. In his early years, it was said that he was still a gangster. What he hates most in his life is the children of the noble family. Those who can rise by virtue of blood, and you are the son of the first emperor. It's Xiaoyin's righteous brother again, so Min Yulin will inevitably not have a grudge against you."
"That's it..." Lin Muyu filled the wine and drank it all at once: "No matter how much it is, I am a grain transport officer anyway. It is hard to say whether I can kill the Yihe country personally in Lingdong Province. Let's talk about it. He Guo has only a few tens of thousands of people in Lingdong Province, and it may not be head-on with the Yangwei Army."
"Ok."
Feng Jixing nodded and said: "I think so too. The power of Yihe Kingdom in Lingbei is declining. Their greatest reliance is on the natural dangers of the Qinling Mountains. If there were no Qinling Mountains, I am afraid that the 100,000 iron hoofs of the Great Qin Empire would have broken Yihe Kingdom. Every inch of territory."
Zhang Wei grinned and said, "It seems that Master Lin Muyu will definitely be able to accomplish this this time..."
"It's not necessarily."
Feng Jixing frowned and said: "I always feel a little uneasy. The Lingdong province is too quiet, and it's a bit unreasonable. It stands to reason that Yihe Kingdom should not be too unaware, and besides... the Yangwei Army also has it. The existence of various contradictions is not a true unity."
"How do you say this?" Lin Muyu asked cautiously.
Feng Jixing reached out his hand and dipped some drinks, drew a circle on the table, and said, "This is the entire army, half of whom are from Min Yulin. These 50,000 people are divided into 10,000 people, two people. The Ten Thousand Iron Step Camp, the Five Thousand Shen Bow Camp, and the 15,000 Tomahawk Battalion are all led by Min Yulin’s people. In addition, there are 30,000 Muyucheng troops led by Su Wentian. An army of 20,000 Seven Seas City, led by Wang Xi, and finally two thousand Spirit Fire Division and one thousand Templar Army, Ayu, do you know how many contradictions are here?"
Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said, "Duke Lan and Duke Yun are at odds. Su Wentian must be the one who doesn't get along with Wang Xi too much, right?"
"Yes."
Feng Jixing said indifferently: "The generals under Lan Gong and Yun Gong were rebellious and regarded the emperor as their own, and they often caused trouble outside. The son of Su Wentian had a fight with the son of Wang Xi a few days ago. The two are in the same situation. I’m not afraid of anything else, I’m afraid you will be wronged in such a crevice."
"Don't worry." Lin Muyu puffed up her chest and smiled slightly: "It's a trivial matter. They dare not move me, otherwise I will take care of them."
"Ok."
Feng Jixing took a deep look at him and said: "This trip will not go too smoothly, it will hurt you, but Ayu, don't worry, if the emperor has me, there will be no major incidents when the wind continues, and the safety of Your Highness There will be no problems."
"Well, I got it."
"So, in three days, we will do it for you..."
"good…"
Lin Muyu looked at Feng Jixing’s saber, and said, “The Zhanfeng Knife has been pierced... Brother Feng, give me the Zhanfeng Knife. I will help you recast Zhanfeng before leaving Lanyan City. Knife..."
"Really?" Feng Jixing was overjoyed: "I thought your kid forgot."
"Haha, how come, it's just that there has been no suitable spirit stone for soul refining, this time I have it, don't worry, give it to me, tomorrow I can send a brand-new Wind Slashing Knife to the mansion..."
"Don't send it to the house, I will go to the temple tomorrow morning to ask for..."
"good…"
…
It was night. According to Lin Muyu's request, Jin Xiaotang sent him a pile of ten thousand years of profound iron and various materials for casting soldiers. Lin Muyu didn't know when he would return when he went to Lingdong Province. He must first cast a good batch of excellent materials. The weapons support the Ziyin Flower Chamber of Commerce.
In the middle of the night, the light in the office of the chief deacon of the temple was shining. Stars and flames were circling in the treasure cauldron, and Feng Jixing’s wind cutting knife was placed in the cauldron at this time. The texture is ten thousand years of profound iron, but unfortunately the craftsmanship of the caster is very ordinary, and even the soul training failed, so the wind-cutting knife is just a sharp knife, but it can't be called a magic weapon.
The star flame quickly melted the sword, Lin Muyu added a few pieces of ten thousand years of profound iron again, and then used the star flame to temper the impurities in the profound iron, and the gray stars slowly rose up, and the ten thousand years of profound iron mixed into the iron slurry. Here, after nearly two hours of smelting, Lin Muyu almost tempered this ten thousand-year-old profound iron to the most essential point, and only then placed the sky beast's spirit stone into the treasure cauldron.
It took nearly an hour to refine the spirit stone again, and Lin Muyu's current cultivation base was very deep, otherwise it would take at least three to five hours.
"Roar…"
The beast soul of the sky beast rushed out of the flames, trying to bite Lin Muyu back, but unfortunately, Lin Muyu gave a soft drink, and the image of a star suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and easily shattered the beast soul and surrendered. The next moment, this golden beast The soul turned into strands of light and fell into the iron slurry of the Wind Slashing Knife. Lin Muyu continued to exercise the sword, and asked Lulu to redraw the mold of the Wind Slashing Knife, and then began to cool down.
The whole process lasted for nearly 5 hours, and finally, a brand-new wind-cutting knife appeared in front of his eyes. The blade was repeatedly tempered, and Lin Muyu's forged 15 composite blades, which was unprecedented and exquisite.
"Pouch..."
The sword fell into the water, and the entire office immediately steamed up. Lin Muyu stretched out his hand to take out the wind cutting knife, and saw the light on the blade flashing, and the faintly refining soul of the sky beast appeared on it, which was the soul of the holy beast. There is no doubt that this knife can already be listed among the holy goods.
"Congratulations brother..."
Lulu leaped out and said with a smile: "This knife is a holy fifth-order weapon, the best weapon forged by my brother..."
"Well, Brother Feng must be very satisfied..."
Lin Muyu put the wind cutting knife aside, and then took out more ten thousand years of profound iron, thousand years of profound iron, etc. to forge more weapons, this time brought back too many spirit stones, there are still many processes to do .
Until the next morning, Lin Muyu hardly closed his eyes, and there were 11 more weapon blades in the office. Among them, the best was the wind-cutting knife, and the second was a sacred grade 7 long knife, which was used for 10,000 years. The firethorn beast’s spirit stones are cast, and the other are some mysterious and spiritual weapons. Generally speaking, at least this knife is enough to become the treasure of the Ziyan Flower Chamber of Commerce.
"Boom boom boom..."
There was a knock on the door and the sound of Feng Jixing: "Deacon Ayu, Feng Jixing is here, is my Feng Jixing cast?"
Feng Jixing is too impatient.
"come in."
Lin Muyu smiled slightly.
Feng Jixing pushed the door in, Junyi's face was full of joy, and the eyebrows were even covered with the dew of the morning mist, and he smiled and said, "Ayu, where is the guy from Brother Feng?"
"Here."
As soon as Lin Muyu raised his hand, the grudge whirled, hooked the wind cutting knife and threw it out.
"Snapped…"
Feng Jixing held it steadily, and suddenly felt a powerful light force pouring onto his arm, and there was the shadow of the holy beast soul on the blade. He couldn't help looking at Lin Muyu in astonishment and said, "Holy product? "
"Yes." Lin Muyu nodded.
"Heaven... Is it really holy?" Feng Jixing was already overjoyed.
Lin Muyu smiled happily: "Could it be that I would lie to you, how about it, why don't you take advantage of the weight?"
"Take advantage of it, take advantage of it..."
Feng Jixing almost happily rolled around, holding the saber tightly, smiling and saying, "Ayu, you helped Brother Feng so much. It seems that I don’t want you to drink for a month. ."
"Ha ha."
Lin Muyu said: "Let's talk about this when I come back. I will continue to be busy for a while. If Big Brother Feng is very free, he will help me to do things."
"What's up?"
"Go to the Ministry of War and ask me for 1,000 sets of Royal Forest Army armor. The Templar has no suitable armor for the time being, and it can't be built in a short time. The Royal Forest Army armor stored in the armory should be enough. You don’t have enough face, so please do me a favor."
"Well, leave this to me..."
Feng Jixing turned around happily.
Lin Muyu continued to forge his weapons, and he was about to set off in one day, so the time left for him was really not that much.
However, when I thought of going to the Ling Winter Province immediately, and confronting the Yihe Kingdom army again, I actually had some faint expectations in my heart. It was time to end the bloody hatred...
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