"Do you have any requirements for this scabbard?" I'd better do what I'm good at.
"There is no requirement. With your skills, I don't have to worry." Master Fang said and handed the sword to me.
"Is that okay?" I held the hilt of the sword and looked at Master Fang.
Master Fang didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.
I took a deep breath and slowly drew out the sword.
Even if it rubs against such a rough scabbard, the sword can still emit a dragon's roar.
The blade of the sword is slightly blue, straight and light in hand, and there is no flaw on the blade.
The handle is round and fits the hand, and the guard is inlaid with a blue gem. The sword is about eighteen inches long. Just holding it in your hand, you can feel that this magical weapon is extraordinary.
"Good thing Heizi is gone." I thought to myself.
If Heizi saw this treasure, his eyes would not fall out.
"What a sword..." I couldn't help but say.
"You have tea, I need to design these magical instruments carefully." I said, bending down to open the cabinet, taking out the drawing paper and spreading it in front of me.
"You're busy, I'll do it myself." Fang Zhenren smiled and took the teapot.
Perhaps he was infected by my seriousness. When I was designing the scabbard on the drawing paper, Master Fang didn't say a word and just sipped the tea by himself.
"I don't have gems or anything like that here. I'm going to use fine sandalwood as a sheath, and then beat it with silver pieces to wrap it up, so it just fits the silver handle, and then engrave some patterns on it..." I picked up the drawing to explain, and Master Fang raised his hand to type. break.
"Just follow your own ideas, I don't care." Fang Zhenren said and took out the money.
"No, it's my honor to help you recast the scabbard for your magic weapon. If I charge you money, I'm afraid my master will come and beat me at night." I quickly stood up and held down Fang Zhenren's hand.
"Hahaha, you kid." Fang Zhenren smiled.
"But it may take me three days to make the scabbard worthy of this sword." I sat down again and stretched out three fingers.
"No hurry, no hurry, I will take my little disciple around the town in the past three days and buy some things for the Taoist temple." Master Fang waved his hand.
"Okay, then my junior brother and I will take you back." I stood up with a smile.
"Are you going to start taking action now?" Fang Zhenren looked sideways at me.
"Master said, today's business is over, you can treat it as your own home as you like." I left these words and entered the warehouse.
After finding the wood and materials I needed, I returned to the shop, leaving Fang Zhenren alone, which was no big deal.
After all, Dahei also followed Heizi to the streets.
"That sword of yours..." Master Fang's eyes immediately locked on the dagger in my hand.
"Oh, this. Seeing that I was able to use it smoothly, the master gave it to me. This thing is very sharp and is just right for my carving." I smiled and raised the dagger to explain.
Although it is said to be carving, I actually use it more to trim wood. Although this dagger is ugly in length, completely black, and the hilt looks dirty, it is sharp, and cutting wood is like cutting tofu.
"Can you let me have a look?" Fang Zhenren's expression changed slightly and his tone became serious.
"You can take a look at it." I handed over the dagger with doubt.
Master Fang carefully took it, held it up with both hands, and then held it with one hand. He immediately frowned, then relaxed his eyebrows instantly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Just when I was wondering, Master Fang muttered something, made a seal with his right hand, and made some gestures on the dagger.
A magical scene happened.
The black light of the dagger dissipated, and a burst of golden light flashed. I instinctively raised my hands to cover my eyes.
Looking carefully again, there is still some pitch-black scrap metal. The sword in Master Fang's hand, although still black in color, has a cold light all over it. It is a treasure at first glance.
The dirty hilt was also revealed at this moment. It was still black, but it was engraved with strange patterns. It must have been made as one piece with the sword body.
Before I could scream in surprise, Master Fang shook his hand, and a little red light appeared on the sword, like some kind of talisman, and the red light came from the inside out.
"What's going on?" I couldn't help shouting.
"I said how could your master not leave you any treasure? Isn't that right?" Fang Zhenren smiled and turned the sword, looked at it carefully, and then handed it to me.
I tremblingly reached out and took it, holding the sword hilt carefully. It still felt familiar, but the taste had completely changed.
Before I could take a closer look, the dagger in my hand flashed red and returned to its original ugly appearance.
"Ma'am, this..." I became anxious, stretched out my arms and came forward.
"This dagger has a lot of background. Your master cast a spell and used a blindfold to hide its original appearance." Fang Zhenren explained with a smile.
"Is this a magic weapon?" I was surprised and even more excited.
"Absolute magic weapon, the best magic weapon." Fang Zhenren nodded vigorously.
"Why didn't my master tell me?" I cried sadly.
If I had known about this thing, would I still be bullied by those evil spirits?
"Opportunity, opportunity." Fang Zhenren smiled and stroked his beard.
"Zhenren, what's the origin of this dagger?" I came to my senses and quickly sat down next to Zhenren Fang.
"Meteor Iron Subduing Demon Blade." Fang Zhenren said the name word by word.
"What's your background?" Just hearing the name made me excited.
"I just heard about it. This is the first time I've seen it in person. I didn't expect that this skill, which has been lost for hundreds of years, is actually in your hands. Your master is not simple, not simple..." Fang Zhenren shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Lost for a hundred years? Tell me quickly." I became more and more excited.
"The masters of sword making in those days used meteorite iron to make it. They added cinnabar and beat it at a specific temperature, so that the cinnabar was submerged into the sword body, but red lines could show up..."
"Everything must be completed before the sword body cools down. This is similar to the talisman on your seal-engraved mahogany sword. You only have one chance, and you must seize the time..." Fang Zhenren said simply, but I can understand the difficulty.
My seal carving of talismans is not limited by time. I just need to shape it in one go without any interruption in between.
But the temperature when the sword was forged was extremely high. Under such conditions, the runes had to be forged on high-temperature metal, and the runes even had to be submerged into the sword body. The difficulty was simply unimaginable.
The point is that cinnabar turns black when exposed to fire. How the ancients integrated this thing into the sword body while retaining the red light is beyond my ability to guess.
"It's amazing, it's amazing..." I couldn't help but sigh as I looked at the sword body.
"This skill has been lost for a long time. I also know something about it by reading ancient books. I am afraid that the one you have is the only one in the world." What Zhenren Fang said surprised me again.
"No wonder the master cast a spell to set up a blindfold. He was worried that I would be robbed when I took it out..." I looked at the dagger in my hand dumbfounded.
The whole sword is about twelve inches long. Before, I didn't look at it carefully because of its appearance. But now it seems that this short sword has achieved the ultimate in both shape and weight.
"With such magic weapons in hand, you will be much safer when encountering evil spirits in the future." Master Fang reminded me with these words.
"It's a pity that Heizi doesn't have any magic weapon..." Heizi, who wanted the magic weapon all the time, didn't get it, but I got it without any effort.
"It will happen when the opportunity comes." Fang Zhenren stood up with a smile.
"Where are you going?" I quickly put down my dagger and asked.
"When my young apprentice comes back, ask him to find me at the Yuelai Inn. If he's tired, take a rest." Fang Zhenren had already left the inn before his voice faded.
Watching Master Fang leave, I grabbed the dagger again and looked at it. I had seen its true form and heard the reason. I now love and hate it.
Since the master tried so hard to hide it, I can't reveal it either.
Picking up the prepared wood, I still have to go back to my old job with this meteorite iron demon-suppressing blade. After all, it has been used for several years and it is easy to use.
Moreover, this scabbard was made for Master Fang, so using this magical weapon does not lose its identity.
"Where is my master?" I was carving when the little Taoist boy's voice came.
Looking up, Heizi and Dahei were right behind him. Dahei didn't know what he had eaten, and his belly was bulging.
"Oh, your master went to Yuelai Inn to rest, and asked you to come back and find him." I was in a good mood, naturally smiling.
"Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lord." The little Taoist boy saluted me, greeted Heizi Dahei and ran out.
"What did you feed Da Hei? Look at his belly." I couldn't help scolding Hei Zi.
"Junior brother wants to eat, can I stop him? I can only follow behind and pay." Heizi looked at me with an aggrieved look.
"Dahei, how can you eat like this? If you eat and become fat, how will you be able to run in the future?" I waved to Dahei and called him to me.
