Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Zhubing Hall, the forging place of Ou Yezi.

He invited Ji Qiu and Zhao Wuling into the inner room, and was about to have a detailed discussion.

But in the process, I saw the main material brought by Ji Qiu himself.

At the moment, I was stunned.

Not only Ou Yezi, but even Zhao Wuling, who brought Ji Qiu here in person, also stared at him after sensing the faint aura of the mysterious bird's divine bone, which was quite unexpected.

Hearing Ou Yezi's exclamation, Ji Qiu closed the mouth of the Mohist storage bag, and only asked solemnly:
"This thing is the core material I collected."

"This is a divine bone that reaches heaven and earth and is comparable to the legacy of a sacred existence."

"Thus, Ji Qiu traveled thousands of miles to the land of the Zhao Clan, and he wanted to ask Master Ou Yezi to forge it into a sharp sword."

"I don't know, is it possible?"

Ji Qiu arched his hands and looked at Ou Yezi in front of him.

Zhao Wuling next to him was silent at this moment, and even Ou Yezi, who had just sworn in his vows, fell into deep thought.

Ji Qiu was not surprised by the attitude the two of them showed after seeing the sacred bone of the mysterious bird.

After all, it is the bone of divinity left behind by the mysterious bird of destiny, which has blessed Xuanshang for thirty generations!
On this land, not even the oldest blood king can compete with a powerhouse of that level.

Even Ou Yezi who is known as a master craftsman.

Even if you don't feel greedy in the face of such materials.

But is it qualified to make full use of it and forge it into a supreme soldier?
Regarding this point, he really needs to think carefully.

"gentlemen."

"Can you let me take another look at the bone of the god?"

After half an hour.

The silent atmosphere was broken.

The burly old man opened his mouth with a solemn tone, staring at Ji Qiu closely.

There was a kind of light in his eyes, which was completely different from the politeness and kindness before, and there was an unparalleled scorching heat in this kind of light.

That kind of look is very familiar.

It was a kind of look that would only be revealed when facing the thing that one was pursuing with all one's heart.

In Ou Yezi's life, it can be seen from his life trajectory and simulated evaluation that he is extremely sincere in weapons, and what he wants in his life is to forge weapons that can reach the pinnacle.

The reason why he showed such a pale look towards the Xuanniao Divine Bone.

It is because he has never tried in his life, to forge into a soldier with such a supreme fetish that is hard to find in this world!
if it can cause
It was almost like a long-cherished wish.

Even if you ask in the morning, you will die in the evening, and you will die without regrets!

After seeing a few minutes from his eyes.

Ji Qiu didn't say much, he opened the storage bag, took out the bone of the mysterious bird that made everyone shine in the room just now, and handed it to Ou Yezi with great care.

This is baby.

But at best, it's just a half-finished baby.

If you want to transform it into a useful tool, you still have to hand it over to a master craftsman.

The reason why Ji Qiu is so relieved right now is that he never worried about the sudden confrontation between the two of them.

First, because Zhao Wuling may not be able to defeat him, and he has something to ask for, and although there is surprise in his eyes at the bone of the black bird, he has no intention of coveting it, which can be said to be magnanimous.

As for Ou Yezi, not to mention that he was of human origin, he came from the same origin as Ji Qiu.

Just talking about his strength, which is no more than that of the scholars, and the burden of being a master craftsman who is famous all over the world, he would not do such a thing.

Second, forging a magical weapon that truly shocked the world did not happen overnight. If Ou Yezi was really chosen as the master craftsman for this mysterious bird bone, he would have to be trusted.

Therefore, Ji Qiu has nothing to worry about.

It's just a few glances.

What if Ou Yezi could really create a holy soldier capable of suppressing the luck of the Holy Land just like the exclamation he just made?
It was different from Ji Qiu's relaxed mind at the moment.

He took the pair of mysterious bird skeletons that he handed over.

Right now, Ou Yezi is even cautious about breathing.

He carefully looked at the divine bone with the red fluorescent light attached and the black rune branding, placed it on the stone platform on one side, bent down, and carefully observed it inch by inch.

His face was rosy, his eyes were serious and stubborn, and he even let out exclamations from time to time:
"This, this, this!"

"Every inch of bone seems to contain an indelible aura attached to it, and every joint in it can be called an extraordinary creation, and it also means rebirth from the ashes!"

"If you cast it into a sword blade and don't talk about its power, but only talk about its toughness, who else in the world can destroy this sword?"

"This divine bone, what kind of powerful monster was it in life!"

"Holy, this is definitely comparable to holy!"

"My God, before the old man died in this life, he was able to touch such a fetish with his own hands!"

Ou Yezi's breath was heavy, and after the confirmation, he did not respond to Ji Qiu, but paced back and forth on the spot for a while, before he settled down and looked at Ji Qiu:
"Mr. Ji."

"This pair of divine bones in your hand, are you sure you want to be forged by this old man?"

"If it's an ordinary weapon, or even a royal weapon controlled by the King of Blood, I can forge it for you, but..."

This person who has been immersed in this way for a long time now has a look of longing on his face, and at the same time he hesitates:
"A divine object that is comparable to the sacred, if it is based on this, it cannot be forged into a divine weapon."

"Whether it is for this god bone or for this old man, it is a shame!"

"I'm not sure that I can cast it into a holy soldier."

Ou Yezi stared at the sacred bone on the stone platform, although he said hesitant words, but his gaze did not shift the slightest bit, betraying his inner thoughts.

He really wanted to try it.

Because Ou Yezi had to admit that this might be his only chance in this life.

The only chance to have the chance to truly practice the name of 'Master Craftsman'.

Otherwise, you can't forge a real magic weapon, which can be compared. Even the god-killing soldiers who fight with the gods, how can they be called godsmiths?
But as a master craftsman, he also has his own ethics.

Ou Yezi would not choose to deceive the visitors who came to find him to forge weapons, and to use the materials that others have searched hard to achieve his own skills.

That is the greatest shame for a soldier who forges.

Those who cast weapons for human beings must first set up their hearts, and then use their blood and blood to join the army. Only then can they achieve great success. Those with unrighteous minds must forge magic weapons, and they will not be able to enter the hall of elegance!
This is what Ou Yezi has always insisted on as a craftsman.

After hearing this, Ji Qiu was not surprised.

He pondered for a moment, looked at the mysterious bird bone, just smiled:
"Success or failure depends on destiny."

"In the current world, no one can completely surpass Master Ou Yezi in the way of casting soldiers."

"Since this is the case, where can I find others to refine?"

"You just do your best."

"If it can't be done, it's because I, Ji Qiu, can't handle a magic weapon."

The reason why Ji Qiu came all the way to Zhaowang City was to refine a sword, apart from Qin Zheng's affairs.

A sword that can at least make him kill the blood king, and even withstand the confrontation with the divine if necessary!
And look at the world.

There are almost no craftsmen who can surpass Zhao Tu in the way of casting soldiers.

So the candidate can only be him!

Hearing Ji Qiu's affirmative answer, Ou Yezi was still hesitant even though he was eager and guaranteed.

He was still afraid that he would disappoint the expectations of the great sage of Jixia.

after all
If you really put all your eggs in one basket, you will refine the divine weapon that will surpass the heaven and the earth.
According to the research of the remnants left by Xuanshang, it is possible to burn all the materials directly, and all previous efforts will be wasted!
The old man frowned and remained silent, as if thinking about it.

Until the sound of breaking the door sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a strong man who smelled of alcohol and looked decadent stepped over the threshold and let out a stern cry before he came back to his senses.

Just listen to the voice shouting:
"Old man, why not cast!"

After finishing speaking, the visitor tossed the wine gourd in his hand, not paying any attention to the spilled wine, and immediately untied the treasure bag at his waist.

Carefully, he took out a fragment from the treasure bag.

It is not difficult to see that it should be a fragment of an ancient bronze sword, and the history of its existence is at least thousands of years from now.

It was dusty and dull, and looked quite old, but there was a sword intent almost overwhelming the world, still entwined on it, and it would last for a long time.

As soon as this sword intent came out, Ou Yezi's precious soldiers hanging on the wall of the inner chamber suddenly clanked and trembled.

These spiritual artifacts, like magic weapons, trembled after the small bronze shard was exposed, as if they were facing the monarch in the sword!
"This"

For a moment, Ji Qiu was shocked.

Such a strong sword intent!

After a long time, the sword intent has not dissipated, and it can still have such divine power attached to an ancient bronze piece.

The owner of this sword, when he was at his peak, was far superior to him by far in terms of his kendo attainments alone!
And
For some reason, Ji Qiu vaguely sensed some familiarity on the fragments of the ancient bronze sword.

It seems like,

At that time, in front of Chaoge King's Hall, among the three giants of Xuanshang, the breath of the great swordsman whose skull was pierced!
Just as Ji Qiu was surprised, the man held up the broken piece of bronze in his hand, and then raised his voice and shouted:

"When I came here, I felt the power of this pair of divine bones. It is just right to forge a good sword that can kill the king of blood!"

"Ou Yezi, this is the biggest opportunity to become famous in your life, why don't you cast it?"

"If you are hesitant and miss this great opportunity, you might as well ask me to come. I happen to have a piece in my hand that was left behind when the great swordsman Que of Xuanshang killed a god descending projection in the land of Southern Chu thousands of years ago. A corner of the broken sword!"

"If you have sword intent and spiritual material, you should be able to make it. If you don't want to make it, you might as well let me do it in the future!"

After all, the drunken man stared at Ji Qiu closely:

"The great sage of Jixia is enough to compete with the ancient man of divine blood."

"You fought outside the city with the general, and within a short period of time, it has already spread in King Zhao's city."

"Since you came to forge swords, if Ou Yezi doesn't have the confidence to forge magical weapons, you can call me. I will practice the way of forging soldiers with him. He is known as a master craftsman, and I also have the hands of a ghost craftsman, not inferior to him!"

"In addition to this fragment of the ancient bronze sword left by the great swordsman who was once the best in the world."

"I will definitely make it for you, a supreme weapon capable of killing the king of blood!"

"But, you have to make me a condition!"

"As long as you promise, I, the only piece of ancient sword in the world, will give you the finishing touch. It is the soul in the sword, which is enough to add the only piece of material besides the material!"

"how?"

"You must know that sword intent cannot be fake!"

Holding the piece of bronze with one hand, he spoke every word in a sonorous and forceful voice.

Ji Qiu looked the general up and down.

【Go-getter】

[The master craftsman of the Chu State, who practiced the Tao of Qi with Ou Yezi, is a master of military casting in the world, and his nickname is "Ghost Craftsman". 】

[He has a tool method in his hand, which can forge the soul of the person, fix the soul of the soldier he casts, and make the soldier he casts even more powerful. For this reason, he was summoned by the king of Chu forcibly and ordered him to perform this method and become the king. Forge a mighty sword. 】

【If this tool method is used, the owner must sacrifice his life as a blood sacrifice. The general is unwilling, but he has no choice but to go. 】

[Just when the casting of soldiers was about to be completed, but he still hadn't sacrificed yet. 】

[Ou Yezi's daughter, his wife Mo Xie, in order to save her life, used her own life to perform this method when the blade of the sword was about to be forged and the king of Chu's butcher knife was about to be unleashed, taking the last step for him. 】

[When the sword is cast and unsheathed, the world will be blood-stained and yellow for three days. Once the sword is released, its power will be unparalleled, and the king of Chu will be delighted, and will not take his life anymore. 】

[Hou Gan fled to Zhao, drank all day long, and died in depression. 】

[Simulation evaluation: The top swordsmith in the world, unfortunately, suffered a lot of fate, failed to climb to the peak of Qi Dao, suffered a catastrophe, and died out of joy. 】

King Chu, sword.

Ji Qiu felt a chill in his heart.

In the simulation before changing his fate against the sky, he was killed by the King of Chu.

The aged King of Blood and Sacred Blood had long since lost his peak power, but with a sword, even the masters of the hundred schools at that time could not beat him much.

Although there is a bit of Zhou Tianzi's intervention, Ji Qiu also has some memories of the old King Chu's sword.

Was that sword forged by him?
Ji Qiu cast his eyes on the drunkard, pondering for a while.

"What conditions?"

True Monarch Bai Yi asked.

Hearing his words, Gan Jiang smiled, and was about to answer, but only heard an angry shout in his ear, followed by a heavy hammer swinging down:
"General, get off!"

"This is the old man's room for casting soldiers. It is good to take you in. How can you let yourself be presumptuous here?"

The force attached to the hammer shadow is not light, and it looks like a real fire.

But the drunken middle-aged man was not annoyed, stepped forward and avoided him, then pointed a finger at Ji Qiu, and then looked at him:

"I want Your Excellency, after you have successfully forged an army, to hold this weapon and kill someone for me."

"killed."

"Then the king of divine blood in Southern Chu, the old king of Chu!"

His tone was full of anger and resentment.

Before he could finish speaking, Ou Yezi who swung his hammer into the air roared:

"You lunatic, get out of here!"

"That's the king of blood. Mr. Ji is a great sage under Jixia. He will have great things to do in the future. He is still young. How can he avenge you for such a useless waste?"

Ou Yezi panted heavily, also angry.

The go-getter looked at this man coldly, and only slightly sarcastically said:
"Old guy, that's your daughter!"

"I didn't shield him, so I deserve to die."

"But before I die, I have to think of a way to take that old man away with me!"

"It's you, you stop me?"

"You can't stop me!"

"Whether to cast or not to cast, you still have to ask your Excellency."

He put away the fragments of the ancient sword, looked at the white-robed figure with a different bird on his shoulder, and waited quietly for his answer.

And Ji Qiu didn't waste time.

"King of Chu?"

He smiled:

"If you can really forge a weapon that kills the blood king, I will accept this condition."

"How long will it take for this magic soldier to be born?"

As soon as Ji Qiu's words came out, the go-getter's eyes lit up instantly, as if he saw hope:

"Your Excellency, a great sage from Jixia, naturally promises what he promises."

"Since that's the case, give me one year, and I will definitely become a magic soldier!"

Seeing that the general did not hesitate to make a promise, Ji Qiu nodded slowly after pondering:
"One year?"

He raised his hand and left a brand on the sacred bone of the black bird to ensure that if something unexpected happens, he can come here in an instant.

Afterwards, he nodded slightly to the two famous craftsmen who were staring at each other with distaste:

"That's it."

"I will give this divine bone to this master named Ganjiang. In addition, I hope that Master Ou Yezi can also participate in the refining, and the two of you will jointly forge this divine weapon for me."

"For a year, I happened to live in King Zhao City."

"Then when things are done, look forward to the works of the two masters."

The fragments of the ancient bronze sword, the sword intent attached to it made his heart move, if this, together with the mysterious bird bone,
Maybe, with the ingenious skills of these two people, they can really become magic weapons!
Anyway, in his eyes, that old man, the King of Chu, was already doomed, so why would he hesitate to make a promise?
If I say it in Ji Qiu, I will promise it!

Ji Qiu thought to himself.

And Zhao Wuling, who has been silent all the time, watched all these matters from beginning to end.

When he heard it, Ji Qiu agreed to kill an ancient king without hesitation.

He glanced at the young Zhenjun.

Confidence, pride, fearlessness, indifference.

It was all over that young face.

"There are only such people."

"It's enough to be worthy of being with my generation. Let's bury my king."