Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

He Yangsun turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a blue military uniform standing at the door.

In his eyes, this person does not have any imposing manner, but it seems that people dare not get close to him.

The sharpness in the eyes can make a person's body chill.

"Sun Bing met Master Han." The middle-aged man bowed his hands to Han Muye who was standing at the door of the wing.

Sun Bing.

The first person in Fenglin City, the grand elder of the Sun family, a seventh-level armor master.

The seventh-level Armor Master is the strongest in hundreds of thousands of miles around.

Seventh-level powerhouse.

He Yangsun trembled slightly, and bowed to salute.

This is respect for the strong.

"The young master of the He family?" Sun Bing looked at He Yangsun, nodded and said, "Your father He Ju and I fought side by side in the ruins of Yutao City."

His words made He Yangsun look up suddenly.

"It was a pity to hear that he disappeared later. If it weren't for his talent, he would be at least a sixth-level Armor Master now." Sun Bing said, raising his hand and taking out a two-foot-long wooden box.

"This is a fourth-level saber, it can be regarded as a gift from me to the younger generation."

Level 4 swords are not cheap!

Even if it is not as valuable as a level 4 armor, it is definitely more valuable than a level 3 armor.

He Yangsun turned his head to look at Han Muye, seeing Han Muye's calm expression, he nodded and took the wooden box.

After sending out the wooden box, Sun Bing looked at Han Muye: "Master Han, I would like to ask Master to look at the battle armor for me."

Sure enough, there is something to ask for.

He Yangsun also knew that the number one person in Fenglin City could never come to see him.

He is here to see Master Han.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and said, "Please."

Now that he is here as a master forging master, it is natural to do the work of a master forging.

For example, repairing battle armor and war puppet is a very profitable thing.

Sun Bing walked into the room, raised his hand and handed a piece of black armor to Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out to take the armor, filled with spiritual energy, the armor turned into a black battle armor with a "click".

The whole body is covered in black scale armor, the head and face are covered with golden and black silk mesh, the shoulder armor, and the arm armor all have strange beasts emerging.

On the breastplate, a penetrating wound was opened.

Han Muye originally thought that Sun Bing wanted to repair his own battle armor, but it turned out not to be.

Stretching out his hand to press on the battle armor, Han Muye's eyes flickered.

"Turing Armor, inherited from ancient times, is the orthodox refining method of sealing the spirit of alien beasts into the armor."

"This armor belongs to the lineage of wind and fire, and its strength tends to be peaceful. The attack power is slightly greater than the defense, and the speed is slightly lacking."

"The breastplate of this battle armor was originally condensed and forged with Fujiwara Gold and Fukuhara Fire Spirit Stone, and then sealed up the spirit of Qingfeng Spirit Monkey, but now the spirit of the beast has been shattered, and its defense power is gone."

Han Muye whispered, but in fact, the memory in this battle armor kept flashing in his mind.

Scale forging, and then column assembly.

This battle armor is clearly a standard battle armor, belonging to a large army.

In ancient times, it was the battle armor of another big city that was the enemy of Yutao City.

From the armor, Han Muye saw the figure of the Great Desolate War Puppet.

It turned out that the prehistoric war puppet that dropped one arm was the war puppet of the Lord of Mingwu City thousands of miles away.

However, this battle puppet was not controlled by the city lord of Mingwu City alone, but dozens of imperial puppet masters whose cultivation base exceeded the ninth level worked together.

Since the power of heaven and earth faded, and the aura began to dissipate, the powerful war puppets and armors of the galaxy universe are all controlled in this way.

The same seventh-level battle armor Sun Bing was holding was obtained when he inspected Yutao City last time.

Also because of the battle for this armor, he also fought a battle with the strong in Mingwu City.

From the memory of the battle armor, Han Muye saw the strong men fighting in the ruins, there were seven or even eight levels.

Every expedition to the ruins has both rewards and risks.

Han Muye's words made Sun Bing's expression gradually turn from calm to solemn.

He looked at Han Muye with a more dignified look.

"Master Han is indeed not simple." Sun Bing looked at Han Muye, and said, "I wonder if Master can repair this armor?"

Hearing his words, Han Muye withdrew his hand and shook his head.

Also no?

A trace of disappointment flashed across Sun Bing's face.

This result he can accept.

Since he got this armor, he has seen it from many forging masters, and the unanimous opinion is that there is no possibility of repairing this armor.

"The most important part of this armor has been destroyed, and there is not much repair value."

"However, if Elder Sun can trust me, I can remove some parts with good attributes from this armor to help you upgrade other armors."

Han Muye looked at Sun Bing.

It's just a level 7 battle armor, and it's not worth repairing.

The breastplate, the most important part of it, was also broken, and repairing it would cost no more than refining a new one.

It would be better to disassemble the useful parts.

Sun Bing hesitated, nodded and said, "Then please ask Master Han to help me disassemble the useful parts first."

He would not easily take out his battle armor and let the other party replace the parts. He needed to see Han Muye's ability to disassemble the battle armor.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye stretched out three fingers: "30,000 Origin Coins, help you disassemble all the useful parts."

"Okay." Sun Bing nodded calmly.

To him, these origin coins are nothing.

He also believed that for masters like Han Muye, this few source coins were nothing.

Seeing him nodding, a golden flame rose in Han Muye's hand.

In the flames, there are bright stars shining.

The flames covered Turing's battle armor, breaking down pieces of scale armor on it.

The keel and inner lining of the scale armor, the grid and half armor were all dismantled one by one.

Put the intact ones on one side, the damaged ones on one side, and the completely damaged ones on the other side.

In just a moment, the entire battle armor was disassembled into tens of thousands of large and small parts.

Han Muye pointed to the undamaged parts: "There are a total of 3,520 parts here."

"It's 2,631 yuan to reach the seventh grade."

He stretched out his hand and one piece after another appeared in front of him.

"Would you like to refine it for you?" Looking up, he looked at Sun Bing with a smile on his face.

Sun Bing nodded again.

"It's not expensive, I'll charge you 10,000 Origin Coins." Han Muye said while raising his hand to suppress the golden flame.

At the moment when the flames covered the parts, Sun Bing's eyes shone brightly.

This flame seems to have incomparable agility and the mysterious power that only belongs to the truly strong.

Sun Bing was sure that he would not last a hundred breaths before the flames.

Even, the flame was stronger than he imagined.

"Om—"

The flames fell, and the starlight wandered away, making those parts seem to be reborn, and the lights shone on them.

The original dull lines became more refined and bright.

After a while, each of the more than two thousand parts seemed to be newly cast, exuding the aura that a seventh-level armor part should have.

Putting away the flame, Han Muye smiled: "Elder Sun, do you want me to help you replace the parts?"

After pondering for a long time, Sun Bing nodded, raised his hand, and a blue-black battle armor appeared in front of him.

Han Muye smiled even more, and stretched out two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand."

...

When Sun Bing walked out of Han Muye's room, it was already three hours later.

There was a trace of pain on Sun Bing's face, but also a trace of expectation.

Han Muye reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Brother Sun, don't worry, when we explore the ruins of Yutao City, I will definitely go there together."

"It's the 1.8 million origin coins owed, I hope you will send it as soon as possible."

Seeing Sun Bing looking up at him, Han Muye nodded: "I understand, I'll help you refine and improve your armor, you know me."

Sun Bing finally arched his hands in satisfaction, moved his body, and walked out of the inn.

Han Muye chuckled and returned to the room.

He stretched out his hand for a move, and the five-short old man transformed from the Five Elements Sacred Furnace appeared.

"Snapped--"

The broken seventh-level war puppet before fell on the long table.

Then, he also put a bunch of scattered parts on the table.

"With these parts, can this battle puppet be repaired?"

Han Muye looked at the Five Elements Sacred Furnace and spoke softly.

"It's almost there. Except for the arm, everything else can be repaired."

"For the time being, there is not enough strength to reach the seventh level, and there is no problem at the peak of the sixth level."

The Five Elements God Furnace looked at those parts, and flew over the puppet again, with regret on its face: "If you had intercepted more parts just now, this puppet could barely maintain level seven."

Han Muye ignored him, turned and walked out of the room.

The Five Elements Divine Stove looked at the war puppet and its parts, its eyes shone brightly, and with a movement of its body, it pounced on it.

"The strongest refiner in the galaxy universe is none other than me..."

...

Three days later, under the farewell of Zheng Changtian, the patriarch of the Zheng family, and the elder Zheng Changkong, the He family caravan set off on their way back.

Zheng Yuyan, the grandson of the Zheng family, also sent out of Fenglin City.

It wasn't until the He family caravan left that Zheng Changkong turned his head with a smile: "Why, girl Yuyan is reluctant?"

These words made Zheng Yuyan blush.

"Don't worry, that kid He Yangsun has already said that when they return to Tacheng, they will arrange for someone to propose marriage." Zheng Changtian chuckled, turned around, and strode back.

This time the Zheng family not only got the mine vein, but also got several good allies.

The key is to sell the Baiguangtian tiger armor, the sixth-level battle armor refined by Master Han, and the Zheng family has become even more famous in the city.

Many strong people came to contact in private, wanting to get help from the Zheng family and introduce Master Han to refine the battle armor and war puppets.

Of course, in the eyes of Zheng Changtian and the others, the real gain of the Zheng family is the marriage with the He family this time.

This guy He Yangsun has a bright future.

Trained by Master Han, his future is immeasurable.

Both Zheng Changkong and Zheng Changtian left, Zheng Yuyan had no choice but to look back, hold the jade-colored battle armor in her palm tightly, and follow into the city.

Outside the city, He Yangsun quietly turned back to the caravan that had already walked into the desert.

"What are you looking at, you can't wait to get married?" came the voice of Han Muye who was sitting in the carriage.

He Yangsun shook his head, his eyes fell on the side of the blood leopard pulling the cart.

Beside the blood leopard, an exquisite little golden lion ran around curiously.

The other two-horned horses didn't even dare to vent their anger in front of this little lion.

"This little guy, what's his origin..." The middle-aged man who followed He Yangsun whispered.

He is the leader in charge of the caravan, and he is He Yangsun's confidant.

He also knew that without Master Han, his young master would not have achieved what he is today.

It's just that the little lion ran around in front of and behind the caravan, frightening the two-horned horses so much that they couldn't walk properly.

How strong is this beast?

He Yangsun waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about it.

As long as Master Han is happy, let's keep these strange beasts for fun.

The convoy was disturbed by a lion cub, so the speed was much slower.

In one day, they only traveled more than five hundred miles.

At sunset, the caravan was stopped in front of a supply village.

"He Yangsun."

Xu Shuang, who was wearing a black martial robe, had hatred on his face.

Beside him were two tall young men, and behind him stood a sullen Qi Mingsheng and two other old men.

"Third Brother, he is He Yangsun." Xu Shuang pointed down.

The young man called Third Brother nodded, and his eyes fell on He Yangsun.

"I know Tacheng, there are no masters." The young man spoke with aloofness on his face.

"My master said that in just a hundred years, I can sweep away a small city like Tacheng."

The young man straightened his robes, revealing a bright silver badge hanging on his chest, and said: "I forgot to say, my name is Xu Tianyuan, I am the most powerful person in Fenglin City, under the seat of the seventh-level Armor Master." disciple."

His words made the faces of the He family children in the caravan behind He Yangsun change drastically.

A seventh-level Armor Master, the strongest in Fenglin City.

Not only in Fenglin City, but also within hundreds of thousands of miles around, they are all the strongest.

Above the stockade, the expressions of the other spectators who had been waiting and watching changed.

This place is only five hundred miles away from Fenglin City, so of course they know Sun Bing.

Sun Bing's disciples are all around them that can run rampant.

"So, you intercepted me here to tell me that you are a disciple of Senior Sun Bing?"

He Yangsun sat up straight and spoke loudly.

Xu Tianyuan's complexion changed, and he snorted coldly: "He Yangsun, your He family is not worthy of marrying with the Zheng family, and your He family should not come to Fenglin City to do business again in the future."

"Otherwise, I don't mind keeping you in Fenglin City."

He Yangsun is very strong, but only a few people know about it.

Elder Xu's family and Xu Shuang's backer, Elder Xu Tingling, were all defeated by He Yangsun in ten tricks. This matter is top secret.

Only those who participated in the robbing of the mine that day knew.

But this matter, no one wants to tell outsiders.

Those in the Zheng family were also given a gag order.

After all, the Zheng family was still planning to make friends with the Xu family and the Du family over the matter of the mine veins, so of course they didn't want to reveal their scars.

Now that the real benefits have been eaten, they don't mind keeping a mutual secret.

This is so that until now, there has been no rumor in Fenglin City about the robbing of the ore lode that day.

Naturally, no one knew how powerful He Yangsun and Master Han were.

No one told about Sun Bing's visit to Han Muye.

Han Muye even helped him keep it secret.

Xu Tianyuan, who was Sun Bing's disciple, didn't even know about it.

If he knew, he wouldn't dare to stop him here.

"I don't know if Mr. Xu said this on behalf of Senior Sun Bing and the Sun family, or on behalf of the Xu family?" He Yangsun spoke with a calm expression on his face.

If it was him before, when he met someone like Xu Tianyuan, he might really have to think about his family and himself, so he should give in a step.

But now he doesn't need it at all.

Whether it's his own strength, vision, or the connections behind the He family, they all become his backing.

Even if he faced Xu Tianyuan directly, he would not be afraid.

Before he knew it, he was already targeting the strongest junior in Fenglin City.

With He Yangsun's words, all the people on the wooden village changed their expressions.

Mr. Xu Tianyuan dared to refute what he said!

This is provocation!

"Arrogance!" The young man standing beside Xu Tianyuan shouted and flew out.

He was in mid-air, and layers of golden light around his body had already turned into battle armor.

The battle armor covered the body, and a spear in his hand stabbed at He Yangsun's head.

The speed is fast, and there is a twinkling glare on the spear, which is obviously a method only available to second-level armor masters.

If the glare is not dealt with properly, it might explode directly and swallow people up.

Seeing the spear attacking him, He Yangsun raised his hand, holding a long knife in his palm.

He didn't call out his battle armor either, he just flew forward, striking each other with long swords and long spears.

"Stab—"

The moment the blade collided with the gun body, his blade suddenly cut obliquely.

Ear-piercing friction and dazzling fire, exploding aura and glare swayed all around.

The long knife slashed, and the long spear fell.

Standing under the wooden village, the black-armored figure with the empty hand in his hand, his face flashed with confusion.

He is a second-level armor master, and he lost the weapon in his hand with a single blow.

is it possible?

On the wooden village, those people were all surprised.

This He Yangsun is so strong!

Xu Tianyuan squinted his eyes, his body was surging with energy and blood, and he turned into a golden wolf about ten feet tall.

"No wonder you're so arrogant." Xu Tianyuan snorted softly and stepped forward.

His body was covered by a layer of golden battle armor, and three lightly swirling halos circulated around his body, and the fourth halo had already formed, but it was extremely faint.

"Level 4 Armor Master!"

Other passing merchants around Muzhai whispered.

Seeing Xu Tianyuan's battle armor attached to him, He Yangsun didn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to press it, covering his whole body with the battle armor.

The two knives in his hands revealed a gloomy streamer.

This pair of knives is still the dragon scale knives of the Xu family.

At this time, the battle armor is attached to him, with two swords in his hands, and his aura is no less than that of the strongest elite in Fenglin City, the fourth-level armor master Xu Tianyuan.

"Ahem, Young Master Xu, you are the disciple of Elder Sun Bing, it's really not worth it to fight against an unknown person." At this moment, Qi Mingsheng who was standing behind Xu Shuang suddenly spoke out.

He stepped forward, looked at the frame below, and said loudly: "It is said that Master Han has refined a very valuable sixth-level battle armor."

"Qi is very curious. Does Master Han, who has not joined the Artifact Blacksmith Alliance, have real skills, or is it just a false name?"

He stood on the wall of the wooden village, with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the frame: "I heard that Master Han is in Fenglin City to help people repair the armor and puppets, but why didn't I see any of them?"

Indeed, he really didn't see a single thing.

Han Muye repaired a few pieces, the Zheng family's fifth-level and sixth-level battle armor puppets, and Sun Bing's seventh-level battle armor.

These are unknown to outsiders.

Qi Mingsheng, of course, has never seen it.

"The surname is Qi, what do you mean?" He Yangsun sneered, pointing his sword at Qi Mingsheng.

"You don't have any skills yourself, what's wrong with you here?"

"I don't know who lost a piece of Flowing Flame Armor before."

He Yangsun's voice could be heard for hundreds of feet, and everyone around could hear it.

It turned out that Qi Mingsheng lost a good armor, so he was not convinced and came here to stop him.

Many people looked at the frame with curious expressions on their faces.

Who on earth would defeat Qi Mingsheng in the way of forging weapons?

"Two friends, Qi has indeed lost." Qi Mingsheng did not refute, but turned around and looked at the two old men who followed him.

"I don't know about Master Han's forging method, but I am very familiar with the Flowing Flame Armor."

His words made the expressions of the two old men change slightly.

The two walked to the wall.

"Below is Ye Xun, the elder of the Fenglin City Artifact Refiner Alliance." The old man on the left said, cupping his hands: "Fifth-level blacksmith."

Another old man said lightly: "Su Ji, a sixth-level blacksmith."

A fifth-level blacksmith and a sixth-level blacksmith.

Although blacksmiths are not as powerful as armor masters and puppet masters, reaching level five and level six means that they can forge and repair level five and level six battle puppet armor.

Such a person already has his own background and contacts.

The most important thing is that for level 5 and level 6 blacksmiths, they will not worry about some small wealth.

In the carriage, Han Muye stood up and walked out.

"Han Muye has seen both of you."

His gaze turned to Qi Mingsheng, with a smile on his face: "Does Fellow Daoist Qi have something good you want to give to Han?"

These words made Qi Mingsheng's face turn pale.

Ye Xun, who was standing by the side, shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, as a foreign craftsman, you have not obtained the permission of the Fenglin City Craftsman Alliance to accept the business of repairing war puppet armor."

"This is against the rules."

rule.

There are also rules among the refining blacksmiths.

To put it bluntly, it means that all the refining masters united to do business together to make money.

For outsiders, it is natural to exclude them.

Qi Mingsheng was able to invite Ye Xun and Su Jilai today because of the rules of the Fenglin City Artifact Refining and Foundry Alliance.

His Qi Mingsheng was robbed of his battle armor by outsiders, and the Artifact Refining Master Alliance will come forward to take back his battle armor.

"Not following the rules?" Han Muye looked at the two people in the wooden village with a slight smile on his face.

It's okay to be unruly.

Are you going to gamble again?

If you gamble and fight, can you get one or two armors and puppets?

"It seems that the two of you are going to find a place for Master Qi." Han Muye stretched out his sleeves and said calmly, "I don't know how you plan to come here?"

The provocation in these words has reached the extreme.

Who can bear this?

Su Ji and Ye Xun looked at each other, and there was an exchange of meaning in their eyes.

Before Qi Mingsheng said that a master Han challenged their Fenglin City refiner and foundry, they still didn't believe it.

Now, believe it.

"Okay, since Master Han speaks quickly, we won't hide it."

"Today is a match. If Master Han can beat us, in the future you come to Fenglin City, and our Fenglin City Artifact Refining and Foundry Alliance will sweep the couch to welcome you."

"If Master Han loses today, and you still have this He family caravan in the future, don't come to my Fenglin City again."

Ye Xun stared at Han Muye and spoke loudly.

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands to the surroundings: "Everyone will also be a witness today."

The competition between the refining and casting masters, or the battle between at least five levels, this is very exciting.

All of a sudden, people around gathered around.

"It is said that the battle between the refining and casting masters is divided into civil fighting and martial fighting. I don't know which one they choose today." An old man with white hair chuckled and said.

"Grandpa, what is Wendou and what is Wudou?" the girl behind the old man asked curiously.

"Wen Dou, just take out your favorite work and let the other party disassemble and assemble it." The old man's eyes fell on the front, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"For martial arts, each refines and forges a battle armor or a war puppet on the spot, and then controls the battle by himself."

"Life and death, conceit."