Chapter 512

"Let him in and you can go back." A hoarse voice came from the stone gate.

"Yes." The green skin steward answered, looked at Shi mu, and turned away.

Shi Mu took a few steps directly, pushed open the stone gate and entered the stone house. He saw a red flame burning on the stove in the middle of the house, which was connected to the groove outside the house to receive the rolling magma from the black crater.

Next to the fire, a short but very strong man was burning on the fire with his upper body holding pliers and holding a piece of dark metal.

The dwarf was less than half the height of Shi mu, and his face was similar to that of the human race, but most of his face was tied neatly by his thick gray beard, braided into a braid and hung on his chest, his muscles were bulging, and his dark red skin was shining in the fire.

"Master Yongzhu..." said Shi mu.

"Give me something." Before Shi Mu finished, the dwarf stopped without raising his head, stretched out a broad palm and said.

"Yes." Shi Mu answered and respectfully handed over the casting hammer.

"Eh!"

Yong Zhu put the casting hammer in front of him and looked at it. He couldn't help but give a light EH. He raised his head and looked at Shi mu.

Shi Mu's eyes were calm and met each other's eyes.

"If you remember correctly, this is what I left to a hundred year old disciple named lengchan... Who are you?" Yong Zhu said.

"The younger generation has nothing to do with it." Shi Mu said frankly.

"Then why is this token in your hand?" Yong Zhu asked.

"When I got this keepsake, I heard people say that no matter who takes this keepsake, he can get the spirit instrument from the master." Shi Mu didn't answer Yong Zhu's question, but said so.

Yong Zhu raised his head and squinted at Shi mu, then turned his eyes to the casting hammer.

"Did the person who didn't know to give you this keepsake ever tell you that there is a time limit for exchanging this keepsake?" Yong Zhu said.

"Never heard of it." Shi Mu was surprised.

"Do you need the Lord to cover the dust for the things I cast? On that day, when I made an agreement with the cold cicada, I agreed on a period of 30 years. I've been waiting for him for forty years. Now that spirit tool was sold to others by me several years ago. " Yong Zhu said.

"As far as I know, the master failed to perform the contract on time due to some reasons. Now it is said that the master is doing business in this way? " Shi Mu frowned and said.

"Don't make such a fuss. Although you haven't picked up the spirit tool within the time limit, since you came here with the keepsake of that year, I won't let you run around empty. Now I can give you two choices and make your own decisions. " Yong Zhu said.

"What choice?" Shi Mu asked.

"First, you can wait a few more years. I can tailor a top-grade spirit weapon for you according to the characteristics of your cultivation skills. It's just that I'm far more proficient in refining utensils than I was in the past. You don't need to provide me with the materials needed for refining utensils, but you must pay a forging fee. " Yong Zhu said.

"There's another one?" Shi Mu asked.

"Second, there are still some spirit tools in my spirit library that can't find a good Lord. You can choose one of them as compensation." Yong Zhu said.

"Can I really choose one?" Shi Mu's heart moved and asked.

"You don't have to be too happy first. I have mixed and placed all levels of spirit tools from the inferior to the best in my spirit tool library. When you choose, you must be outside the prohibition set by me. You can't perceive the texture, nature and grade of the spirit tool. Therefore, your choice can only rely on luck. Moreover, I'm not afraid to tell you that most of these spirit tools are inferior. Well, tell yourself how to choose. " Yong Zhu said.

"The younger generation chooses the second." Shi Mu frowned slightly, but said without hesitation.

After hearing this, Yong Zhu was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Shi Mu to make a decision so quickly, and he didn't expect Shi Mu to choose the second one so decisively.

"Can you tell me why you don't choose the first one with more insurance? Can't you even wait for these years?" Yong Zhu stared into Shi Mu's eyes and asked.

"I'm in urgent need of a magic weapon. I can't wait too long." Shi Mu said.

Time is too late. This is indeed one of the reasons for Shi Mu's choice, but it only accounts for a small part.

The reason why he didn't choose the first one was that the skill he practiced was too special to let others know. Therefore, it was impossible for Yongzhu to tailor spiritual tools according to the characteristics of his skill.

In addition, the main reason for him to choose the second is that he is quite confident in his spiritual eyes and powers. He believes that he can choose high-quality spiritual tools from many spiritual tools even outside the prohibition.

"Now that you have decided, you can't go back on it. Come with me. " Yong Zhu said, then turned and walked towards the interior of the stone house.

A moment later, Yong Zhu stood in front of a seemingly ordinary wall, lit up a red light in his hand, and then wiped it gently in front of him.

"Chi Chi Chi..." the sound of friction suddenly sounded.

When Shi Mu saw the stone house wall in front of him, he suddenly sank down, revealing a black passage only half a Zhang high.

"Keep up." Yong Zhu said and went in.

Seeing this, Shi Mu quickly followed up with a low body and walked into the channel together.

The passage extends down for more than ten meters, and a closed stone chamber is connected under it.

After entering the stone chamber, Shi Mu saw that the dome of the stone chamber was inlaid with seven fist sized night pearls, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, sprinkling a white light, which was the only light source in the room.

Around the house, ebony shelves are displayed, full of strange weapons.

"Well, I have all the spirit tools in my inventory. Go and choose one now. Remember, if you choose to leave, you have only one chance. " Yong Zhu stood alone in a corner of the chamber of secrets and said with his fists hugging his chest.

Shi Mu nodded and immediately released his divine consciousness. After sweeping it, he found that there was an invisible prohibition on these wooden shelves, which isolated the divine consciousness from the outside and could not invade anything.

He didn't show any surprise. With a flash of gold in his eyes, he swept away the spirit instrument on the wooden frame.

Because he was good at using long knives, he looked at a long black scabbard knife at the top left of the wooden frame.

The blade of the long knife was only three fingers wide and four feet long. It was dark all over, and a cold light was emitted from a slightly exposed blade.

However, under the observation of his spiritual eyes, he could not see the fluctuation of the spiritual power and the material grade of the knife, as if the long knife was just an ordinary weapon with some sharp edges.

Shi Mu looked at a spherical artifact next to him, but he found that he still couldn't see through its rank.

After several temptations, he couldn't help laughing bitterly.

His spirit, eyes and supernatural powers didn't work here. He was obviously a little too big before.

In this way, the next choice can only rely on luck.

He was helpless and his eyes were golden. His eyes started from the upper left of the ebony frame and began to carefully observe each spiritual instrument one by one.

He looked at it for most of the time. Yong Zhu had excellent patience and didn't say anything to urge him. He just stood in the corner and touched his chin from time to time.

In fact, Shi Mu has looked away almost all the spirit tools on the shelves around the house, but it is always difficult to make a decision because he can't perceive the grade attribute of the spirit tools.

After thinking about it, he finally decided to choose the black scabbard long knife he first saw. After all, he has some experience in using the knife. Even if the grade of the knife is not high, it can be used smoothly.

Just when he wanted to turn around, he suddenly saw a long black stick almost as high as the black wooden frame next to the black wooden frame.

Because its color is the same as that of the wooden frame and its length is similar, Shi Mu's attention is attracted by the spirit tools on the wooden frame. When he observed it before, he didn't notice it.

Shi Mu suddenly stepped forward and stared at the long black stick.

The staff is about ten feet long, as thick as a forearm, and black all over. It doesn't look very smooth, but is full of small pits. It looks like it was hammered out with a forging hammer.

At both ends of the long black staff, there is a dark area with detailed runes on it.

Shi Mu stared at the long black stick and looked at it carefully. At the same time, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. That day, the picture of the sky turning stick falling into his hand suddenly came into his mind.

He immediately raised his hand, pointed to the long black stick, and turned to see the Yong candle.

Before he could say anything, he found that there was a trace of annoyance in Yong Zhu's eyes.

When Shi Mu saw this scene, he was immediately happy. He even forgot the last doubt in his heart and said:

"Master Yongzhu, I want this black stick spirit weapon."

"Alas... Well, you're lucky." Yong Zhu's eyebrows beat a few times. After all, he sighed helplessly and said.

He said, his red light shone in his hand, and his fingers pointed to the seven night pearls on the dome of the stone chamber. One of the seven night pearls dimmed.

Seeing Yong Zhu's single hand move, the long black stick flew out of the shelf and flew straight to Shi mu.

With one hand, Shi Mu immediately released his divine consciousness, felt it for a while, and then waved it a few times. The original look of joy immediately disappeared.

"It's really a top-grade spirit weapon. Unfortunately, it's too light, which makes it difficult to grasp." Shi Mu said with some regret.

As a result, as soon as his voice fell, he suddenly felt a sudden Heaving in his hand. The long black stick almost didn't hold and fell to the ground.

This surprised him so much that he quickly looked up at Yong Zhu, who was looking at him with a smile.

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