Chapter 89

Name:Emperor of the North Author:Hei Pao
"Yes! We have long heard that younger martial brother Li helped elder martial sister Shen Caiqing forge double swords. It's a good means for younger martial brother Li to forge a nine grade ordinary soldier. We don't ask for nine grades, but we are extremely grateful for forging an eight grade ordinary soldier."

Another person echoed, and his intention was clear. They all wanted Li Mu to help cast soldiers.

"Since they are all brothers and sisters of the same school, the younger brother naturally won't shirk it, but there are a few points that the younger brother still needs to make clear. First, although the younger brother has some shallow skills, who can't say that it's bad to cast soldiers. When there is success, there will be failure. Naturally, everyone is very happy about the success of casting, but if any elder brother or elder sister is unlucky, wastes materials and fails to reach the desired grade, it can't blame the younger brother."

"Second, the younger brother has to spend a lot of time and physical strength to cast soldiers. The reward is 50 yuan for those who need eight grades of soldiers, and 100 yuan for those who need nine grades of soldiers. If they don't want to, they don't force them."

"Third, so many elder martial brothers and sisters want me to cast soldiers, but after all, my younger brother has only two hands, and must come in order. As for the order, please decide how to come. After all, everyone is my elder martial brothers and sisters, and I naturally have no right to decide the order."

Li Mu said three conditions in one breath.

"It's easy to say. The first point is very reasonable. There are gains and losses in the matter of casting soldiers. We can understand. The second point is that although the price is a little high, I still understand the truth that rare things are expensive. I ask myself if I can afford the price. Those who can't afford the price can leave. No one insists. As for the third point, fellow disciples, how do you deal with it? I won't have to fight here for the order of casting soldiers!"

It was a bearded man with strong muscles and several blue dragons. His cultivation was in the late stage of congenital, and he really had enough capital to take the lead in speaking.

"I don't think it's necessary to have a fight. It's better to save this time to practice well. Anyway, there will be a fierce fight in the sect competition. I think it's better to decide the order by drawing lots?"

A gorgeous woman opened her mouth. Her voice was very beautiful. Coupled with her unforgettable beautiful face, her suggestions really convinced many people.

In this way, soon after, someone brought a bamboo tube, which was numbered according to the number of people present. The people decided the order of casting soldiers according to the order of drawing lots.

According to Li Mu's final statistics, a total of 139 people needed to cast soldiers, which almost made him faint. According to his actual situation, even with the help of huntian secretly, he could cast up to five weapons a day, and it took him almost a month to complete the amount of 139 people.

Although Li Mu was under some pressure, he was secretly excited at the thought of the huge profits these people could bring him. In this way, Li Mu began his miserable life as a soldier.

In order to save time, Li Mu had a soldier casting platform built in front of the gate of his attic. Although it cost a few yuan crystals, it still made him feel at ease. After all, there was a small Guiyuan array in his secret room. If he ran to the soldier casting Pavilion for a long time, he would really be a little worried.

This small return element array is a great secret. Once it is discovered, it must be followed by tremendous trouble, especially in this jinyuzong, who is famous for the cultivation of body refining method. The value of this array is immeasurable.

"Brother Zhou, clip out the crystal light iron quickly..."

"Prepare quenching water, pure..."

"OK! It's successful, elder martial brother Qi. This is the xuanjing sword you asked for."

"Awesome, younger martial brother Li, you are a natural soldier caster. The probability of forging weapons reaching the eighth grade is so high!"

In front of the No. 250 attic, a young man with brown hair took a long sword from Li Mu's hand and patted Li Mu's shoulder excitedly.

Li Mu smiled without saying anything. This was the seventeenth day after he promised to start casting soldiers for the disciples of jinyuzong that day. For the past seventeen days, he spent most of his time casting soldiers for others every day. With mixed instructions and his excellent martial arts cooperation, the probability of casting weapons up to grade eight was very high, which also made his withered wallet bulge again.

"Na, younger martial brother Li, this is seventy yuan crystals. Take it well. With the weapon in hand, I believe I can definitely get a good ranking in the zongmen competition!"

With a smile, the brown haired man took out a bag containing Yuanjing and threw it to Li Mu.

"Seventy yuan? Elder martial brother Qi, this only reaches the eighth grade. How can I accept seventy yuan from you? It's too much, really."

Li Mu, holding a bulging Yuanjing bag, said with some embarrassment.

"What's this? Although the sword you forged for me has not reached the ninth grade, it is already the best of the eight grades. It can't be blamed for your poor skills, but my materials are not good enough. I must keep it. Elder martial brother, I'll go first and come back to you to cast soldiers later!"

The brown haired man laughed, and then excitedly left with the bapin sword in his hand.

"Wow! Brother Li, you are really a good means. It's so easy to earn Yuan Jing. I envy you!"

Zhou xianguan looked at the bulging Yuanjing bag in Li Mu's hand and said with envy on his face.

"When you reach the level where you can forge eight rank soldiers, you will also have such a day. Hey, thanks for your help, younger martial brother. If it weren't for you, I would be busy for a while."

Looking at Zhou xianguan with envy on his face, Li Mu comforted and said that this week's xianguan was specially invited by him to fight. Someone fought. Li Mu saved a lot of time in the process of casting soldiers. For this reason, he also promised to pay the other party a Yuan Jing in three days as a reward.

The reward of a piece of Yuan Jing in three days is sky high. You know that the external disciples can only receive a piece of Yuan Jing in three months. This week's leisure is naturally happy to fight Li Mu desperately, which is much more cost-effective than waiting for someone to come to the door in the Zhubing Pavilion.

In addition, Zhou xianguan also thought carefully about whether he could learn from Li Mu. If he learned, he would naturally develop.

Li Mu naturally knows this about Zhou xianguan, but he is not worried, because he can't learn this skill by looking at it.

"Brother Zhou, who is the last brother today?"

Sitting on the chair behind the casting platform, Li Mu asked a little tired. Because of his limited physical strength, it is stipulated that he can only cast five ordinary soldiers a day, so five soldiers a day basically come in line. Elder martial brother Qi who just left is the fourth today, but he doesn't know why the fifth hasn't come yet.

"Oh, the last of the five places today is senior brother Xiao Kuan. I don't know why he hasn't come yet."

Zhou xianguan took out a piece of paper in his arms and looked at it. He was also puzzled. According to the reason, the other party should have come long ago.

"Xiao Kuan, I have the impression that he is a senior brother with a perfect congenital realm. However, I heard that he has a bad temper. Few people are willing to deal with him at ordinary times, but I don't know why he is still in the future."

Zhou xianguan said that Xiao Kuan and Li Mu had some impressions, which he had seen not long ago.

"Alas, elder martial brother Li is really good at casting soldiers. I didn't expect that he has such a deep foundation of casting soldiers. Can you also cast a weapon for me?"

A strange tone of yin and Yang came from a distance. Li Mu heard it and looked at it. He was surprised that it was Wang Dafu who was blinded by him in one eye.

"What are you doing here? Is the other eye itchy?"

Looking at Wang Dafu who walked in front of him, Li Mu naturally didn't have a good face. Wang Dafu was carrying a package with a lot of things in it.

"You!! surnamed Li, don't be complacent. I'll revenge this blind revenge some day, but today I came to you to cast soldiers. One thing is another!"

Wang Dafu glared at Li Mu with great resentment, and tried to suppress the resentment in his heart.

"Oh, it's really strange. Why do you think I'll agree to your request? I tell you, in jinyuzong, I can cast soldiers for anyone, except you, and Wang Cheng and Zhong Hao." Li Mu snorted coldly.

"You... Do you like casting or not, but I tell you, I'm not here for myself. Elder martial brother Zheng Kun asked me to come. I tell you, elder martial brother Zheng Kun is not something you can afford. It's better to compromise obediently, lest you lose your footing when you get it!"

Speaking of Zheng Kun, Wang Dafu was confident. In his opinion, Li Mu would never dare to refuse.

"Zheng Kun! You mean Zheng Kun, who claims that the cultivation of inner disciples can be ranked in the top five!"

Li Mu's face sank. He had joined Jin Yuzong for a long time and had learned a lot about some people and things in the sect, including Zheng Kun.

Zheng Kun, who is said to be the direct descendant of the elder of Jinyu sect's one pass xuanjing realm, is a very terrible opponent among the inner disciples of Jinyu sect, because it is said that he practices the top level skill of the earth level, and his cultivation has reached the great perfection of the innate realm as early as ten years ago. If the skill level is not too high and it is not easy to break through, it is already the existence of the divine realm.

It is said that Zheng Kun is narrow-minded, and he will repay for his vengeance. Relying on his strong strength and background, he doesn't pay attention to ordinary people in the sect. He is a full-fledged inner sect disciple of Jinyu sect.

"Why, you're scared. Since you're scared, don't promise quickly and let elder martial brother Zheng Kun know that you're so procrastinating. Maybe he'll come to you in person? Hahahaha." Wang Dafu burst out laughing.

"Hum! How can Zheng Kun's existence lack weapons? Not to mention the eighth grade, it's the best. It's not impossible for any soldier to get it. You said senior brother Zheng Kun asked you to come. I think you're a bully, and you're your own backer!"

"You and I entered the door together. Elder martial brother Zheng Kun will let you be this errand runner? Look at your beating nature. I'm too ugly to accept such a dog!"

Li Mu sneered at Wang Dafu.

"You!!! How dare you call me a dog!"

Wang Dafu was angry at Li Mu's words, and pointed at Li Mu's nose with gnashing teeth.