Zhou Xiaoxian took the hammer and the black iron to fiddle for a long time. Although the texture of the black iron was soft, after Zhou Xiaoxian's beating, it can only be said that it was even worse than before.
"Hmph, it seems that if you want this black iron to take shape, you have to find someone who knows how to do it." Zhou Xiaoxian said with a cold snort.
In fact, the so-called “skilled person” in Zhou Xiaoxian's mouth does not necessarily refer to a blacksmith. It is best to find a spiritual soldier. This kind of profession is considered a very small profession in the Taoist circle. Compared to Fu Shi, it is even rarer.
"Hey, little Taoist, why do you want to become a blacksmith?" An old blacksmith looked at Zhou Xiaoxian and said jokingly.
Zhou Xiaoxian also smiled slightly, without comment, and said: "Old grandson, let’s tell you, I really have this plan. I hope that in the future, I can build a weapon of my own, a unique sword. ", Zhou Xiaoxian meant that although the Changfeng Soul Sword was good, it was not his own after all. Speaking of which, it was a treasure found in the iron chest of his master Zhou Qifu. Zhou Xiaoxian belonged to it. Borrowing, if his master comes back one day, it is estimated that the question of the ownership of the Changfeng Soul Sword is still hard to say.
However, a blacksmith is a blacksmith, and a spirit soldier is a spirit soldier. This is like the difference between a hairdresser and a stylist. One simply cuts the hair short, and the other is a style with a higher pursuit. The blacksmith may be able to strike iron, but If you want to finely sculpt the black iron, and then divide it into different grids to form a universe bag, you have to find a spiritual soldier.
Zhou Xiaoxian wandered around in the smithy, and thought to himself: It is hard to get such a precious piece of black iron. If it is built into a rustic shape, it is inconvenient to carry. It feels like carrying a black iron box. In addition, it is another matter whether it can be successfully built, because if it is a black iron box, it can only be counted as a grid. I am afraid that it will be a failure, and it is a waste of materials.
The Qiankun bag is like this. The objects inside cannot be mixed together. No matter large or small objects, they are all one by one. Even if it is a small screw, it will occupy a Qiankun bag. lattice.
Therefore, Zhou Xiaoxian is not simply trying to create a universe bag made of black iron. He needs to use the piece of black iron in his hand to create a universe bag with as much space as possible. From this point of view , A blacksmith is definitely not good, you must make it with a spiritual soldier.
Just when Zhou Xiaoxian was looking for an excellent spiritual soldier to make black iron, a bright voice rang. The voice was very crisp and sounded like a woman's voice.
"Father, where's the black iron I put here before?" A woman's voice came from the top of the stairs on the second floor of the forge.
This sound was like a flash of lightning, which frightened Zhou Xiaoxian very much. He froze in the same place, but for a moment he did not dare to walk around. First listen to what this means? That black iron, is there a second piece of black iron in this little blacksmith's shop
Hearing what his daughter said, Sun Tiejiang was also confused and said: "You were the black iron you put in the drawer the last time you went home? I remember it was in the store. I thought it was useless. Later... he was bought away.".
When Zhou Xiaoxian heard this, he was wrong. Isn't Hei Tie here with him... It seems that the original owner of the Hei Tie was not someone who didn't know the goods. He just lost it by accident. Now , The original owner of this piece of black iron came to retrieve the black iron. Zhou Xiaoxian felt that something was wrong, so he ran away quickly.
"What!? The black iron was bought, daddy, then you know, who bought the black iron? This piece of black iron is very important to me, please tell me." The woman refused. Speaking bluntly, it doesn't seem to be traced back to the whereabouts of this piece of black iron. There is no time for this matter to end.
Zhou Xiaoxian stood there. After listening to these words, he deliberately pretended to be nonchalant, even humming a small song in the sea, and at the same time started to walk slowly towards the door of the blacksmith's shop.
In this process of moving, Zhou Xiaoxian dared not look at Tiesmith Sun's eyes at all. After all, once he reminded Tiesmith Sun that this black iron was bought by him, his efforts would not be lost.
Fortunately, Tiesmith Sun does not seem to think of it anymore. After all, something like black iron might be useful in Taoist circles, but in the eyes of the blacksmith, this ugly, soft metal is completely a piece of paper. Worthless.
"Well...Daughter, Dad really can't remember it. I remember that it was bought by a man and a woman, but I really forgot who it was." Sun Tiejiang said, and glanced at Zhou Xiao. Xian, whispered: "Don't hurry up?".
Zhou Xiaoxian understood it, blinked, and said softly: "Thanks, Uncle Sun...", indeed, Sun Tiejiang and Zhou Xiaoxian are so familiar with each other, how could they not remember Zhou Xiaoxian buying I've been to Black Iron, but Uncle Sun thinks that the things sold in this business are the water that was poured out. How can there be any reason to take it back? Second, although Uncle Sun himself has no prejudice against the profession of Taoist priests, he is somewhat unacceptable about his daughter being a Taoist priest. He always feels that it is enough for a boy to be a Taoist priest, a girl, all day long. Fighting with those ghosts and monsters is really a bit distressing. He is a big man who is afraid of ghosts, and he can't bear to let his daughter be a Taoist priest.
However, although the daughter of Uncle Sun also likes ironing, she does not seem to be interested in making general weapons. She chose a higher-level ironing career, which is to become a spiritual soldier. This profession is already in the category of Taoist priests. , Because if you want to become a qualified spiritual soldier, you first need to learn to use aura.
You can use Reiki arbitrarily by your own will, this is the basic element of becoming a Taoist priest.
Just when Zhou Xiaoxian and Sun Tiejiang joined in and out, they were about to rush out of the siege.
"Stop!" the heroic girl called to Zhou Xiaoxian.
Zhou Xiaoxian was startled instinctively. Standing there, he really didn't dare to move. He hesitated and said, "What's the matter? I'll take a look, but I don't want to buy anything.
This young girl walked down the stairs unhurriedly, wearing a pair of iron-soled shoes on her feet, and she would always say'dingdong! ''Ding Dong! The sound of'', this sound is obviously wrong, and it is very rhythmic. Zhou Xiaoxian thinks that according to this dynamic rhythm, he will come to a hip-hop rap that has been very popular recently? How.
"Just take a look? Are you sure, you didn't take the sheep?" At this time, the girl had already walked behind Zhou Xiaoxian.
"Huh, there are sheep in this blacksmith's shop? Girl, you are funny." Zhou Xiaoxian didn't panic at all, and said with courage.
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