Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 161 Sword Pill
Mr. Wei flipped through the booklet with a slight smile on his face. After reading it, he didn't comment on it. He raised his head and said, "Haizhi, if you can refine this sword, you can become a master."

When Xu Heng saw this, he couldn't help but feel moved. Could it be that this sword-refining matter was unexpectedly smooth?

But he didn't expect that Wei Haizhi, who had a look of joy on his face before, suddenly turned pale when he heard this, and crouched down, asking in panic: "Disciple, I still have a lot to learn, how can I become a master?"

Mr. Wei slammed the booklet on the table and said calmly, "Haizhi, you are the only one who has learned the most complete techniques of my weapon refining."

"Look at how many wonderful ideas are incorporated into this sword-refining method. Some of them are so amazing that I even applaud them."

"If someone else were to refine this flying sword, there would be only two possibilities: a masterpiece or ruined. But you were able to refine it to be average, with neither strengths nor weaknesses. To call it an ordinary magical weapon is really too much of an understatement. But to be able to refine it to be a superior flying sword, it is a little short of perfection."

"With this skill, you are already qualified to be a top-notch craftsman. When will you become a master?"

Wei Haizhi turned pale when he heard this, and didn't know what to say. He just kowtowed and said that he knew he was wrong.

Xu Heng felt strange. No wonder he always felt that many of Wei Haizhi's ideas were wrong, but he couldn't find out what was wrong. They were too complicated and ornate. Although the logic was right, they seemed to be forced.

However, sometimes there is only a fine line between blindly copying and integrating something. Xu Heng felt that Wei Gong's remarks did not show that he was disappointed with Wei Haizhi.

As expected, Wei Gong just scolded him. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, saying, "Go reflect on yourself."

“This…” Wei Haizhi was overjoyed at first, but soon became conflicted and said hesitantly, “But I have already promised to refine a sword embryo for Fellow Daoist Xu.”

Wei Gong did not comment, but turned his gaze to Xu Heng and asked, "I see that you have a mysterious breath and a clear and full Taoist energy. I wonder which sect you are from?"

Xu Heng raised his hand and bowed, then replied, "Junior Xu Heng, a disciple of the Xuanwei Sect of Tianchi Mountain."

"Oh? So you are Xuanwei Gaodi." Wei Gong raised his white eyebrows slightly, as if he was quite surprised, and said: "My friend was born in Xuanwei. If you want to refine a flying sword, why do you have to go to such a long way to find me as your disciple?"

Xu Heng pondered and said, "I have been away from the mountains and traveled to the East China Sea for a long time. It is not reasonable to say that I have given up what is near for what is far away."

"Moreover, you are a master of weapons. I came here to ask for a sword, which is definitely not a far-fetched thing."

"Haha..." Mr. Wei stroked his short beard and said lightly, "You are quite clever with your words."

Xu Heng smiled slightly and said, "I am speaking from the bottom of my heart."

Wei Gong waved his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said: "With Hai Zhi's ability, he is not qualified to refine a sword embryo for you. I originally wanted him to refuse this matter, so as not to damage my reputation."

"But we have already made so many preparations. It would be irresponsible to do this. So I have two ideas. Let's see what you think."

Xu Heng was not surprised, so he said, "Please speak frankly, senior."

Master Wei nodded slightly and said, "First, my eldest disciple Hai Zheng has inherited some of my skills. He should be able to refine a sword embryo for you. As an apology, I will not charge any fees for this."

"Secondly, I can personally help you refine this sword, but..."

Xu Heng's eyebrows moved slightly. He didn't expect that he would accidentally have the opportunity to get the help from Mr. Wei himself.

But he thought about it and realized that it would not be easy to ask such a master of weapon to help. Therefore, he did not rush to be happy, but cupped his hands and said: "I don't know what the conditions are, please tell me."

Mr. Wei laughed and raised three fingers, saying, "I have three conditions, listen to them slowly." "First, let me tell you that if an outsider asks me to help, they must first find a rare ingredient to satisfy my gluttonous desire before we can discuss the price."

"This." Xu Heng hesitated and said, "In such a hurry, where can I find a rare ingredient?"

"That's your business. If I knew where the rare ingredients were, I would have gone there myself long ago." Wei Gong said, "But this time is different. If you agree, I'm not afraid that you'll break your promise. You can go look for them after you refine the sword."

There is such a good thing. Xu Heng agreed immediately after hearing it. Wei Gong nodded, put away a finger, and continued: "Secondly, when I refine weapons, I never follow other people's ideas."

"The magic weapon I refine must meet your requirements, but if you can't control it, then it has nothing to do with me."

Xu Heng thought about it for a moment, then agreed, saying, "But if there are any changes, I still need to ask you to discuss it in advance."

"This is simple." Wei Gong withdrew his hand and said leisurely, "The third one."

"Master Tongtai of your sect is a master in the art of instruments. I still read his three chapters of 'Essentials of Instruments' very often, and they are very touching to me."

Xu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately knew that this was the climax of the play.

However, Wei Gong's words still exceeded Xu Heng's expectations. He heard him say: "I helped you refine this sword. When you bring it back to the mountain, you must show it to Taoist Tongtai. That's all."

"If you agree, the fee can be waived."

"Let Uncle Tongtai take a look?" Xu Heng had some guesses about what Wei Gong was thinking. If that was the case, there was nothing he couldn't do. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "In that case, I can agree to it."

"Good!" Wei Gong slapped the table lightly with his big hand and said "good" in a deep voice. He then turned over Wei Haizhi's booklet, made a few changes, and then threw it into Xu Heng's hands, saying lightly, "The changes are already written down, take a look."

He took it in his hand without even looking at it, but bowed his hands first. Then Mr. Wei nodded, picked up the chopsticks again, and said, "Start the stove in three days."

Xu Heng knew it was time to leave, so he said goodbye and went downstairs.

After leaving the pavilion, he was about to ride the wind back, but unexpectedly, Wei Haizhi followed him, hurriedly left the pavilion, and called out, "Friend Xu."

He turned around and heard him say, "I'm so sorry, I almost broke your flying sword."

"Don't worry about it, fellow Daoist." Xu Heng smiled slightly, and seeing that he was a little embarrassed, he said, "If you have something to say, just speak frankly."

Wei Haizhi breathed a sigh of relief and asked carefully, "Daoyou, can you let me take a look and see what changes Master has made?"

"Of course." Xu Heng was also curious, so he simply opened the booklet in front of him, and a line of large characters immediately caught his eye.

"Meteorite iron combined with Gengjin essence... is bullshit, impure in nature, and not good for flying swords." Wei Haizhi muttered, "But if we abandon this method, how can we make up for it?"

Xu Heng's eyes showed a thoughtful look as he turned a few pages and took a look. In an instant, his attention was attracted by two large characters.

"Sword pill."

(End of this chapter)