The more you do the same thing, the more skillful you become.
Taking out one or two ghost-catching bells every day, Zhang Yan is already very familiar with the refining methods of this magical weapon. Not only does he gradually strengthen the power of the magical weapon and improve its quality, but also improves the refining techniques of the magical weapon. Fast.
People from the Special Department would come at a fixed time every day, return the filled ghost-catching bells to Zhang Yan, and then leave with new and re-emptied magical instruments.
After the rest of the month, Zhang Yan found that his cultivation had improved much faster than he expected. After careful analysis, I found that the merit and spiritual energy gained from saving the demon spirit tribe is more than that of saving the human spirit tribe.
Zhang Yan's plan also went smoothly for those movable Dead Silent Roads. He provides a relatively accurate position, and then the special eucalyptus unit and the demon species work together to snipe, and the effect is pretty good. Although it cannot be said to be completely blocked, it can definitely be effectively suppressed.
Zhang Yan has also been preparing for the attack. He even set up a new formation in his home, just waiting for the big ghost king of the demon spirit clan to come to his door, so that he could catch him by surprise. However, for more than a month, Zhang Yan has blocked four fixed positions of the Dead Silence Road. Not to mention the big ghost king, ordinary ghost kings have not seen a single one.
Either the demon spirits don't pay much attention to the "hunting ground" of the newly acquired human race, or they know something and deliberately didn't send ghosts at the level of ghost kings.
The former may be okay, but if it is the latter, Zhang Yan feels that there is something he can think about.
At the end of the month, Zhang Shun, who had been away from home for almost a year, finally returned to his home in Langyuan City from Xiangkou, covered in travel. This is a first-class event for the Zhang family. The family was finally reunited. Wang Lanping, who had missed her son for a long time, secretly wiped her tears several times during the dinner, and would say "I have lost weight" from time to time.
Zhang Shun not only lost weight, but also became darker, but he also became more energetic. In particular, his whole temperament has undergone an almost earth-shaking change from when he left Langyuan City.
The most intuitive feeling is that Zhang Shun is now "high-spirited" and is not simply "restoring self-confidence". The experiences and encounters he experienced over the past year have allowed Zhang Shun to grow and transform rapidly. You must know that he is now the big owner of "Zhang Family Woodware Shop", and he is always a distinguished guest no matter where he goes.
Now Zhangjia Woodware Shop has opened two branches in Beijiang County, and then opened one branch in Changhu County and Zhongding County. These were all set up by Zhang Shun himself. Although due to Zhang Yan's relationship, various places have given Zhang Shun great convenience, but even so, Zhang Shun has been absolutely trained in all aspects.
Today, Zhang Shun can be regarded as a qualified big businessman.
As mentioned in the previous correspondence, Zhang Shun was originally planning to come back half a month ago. But something happened before leaving, so it was postponed for some time. But he finally came back before Wang Qin gave birth.
Of course, Zhang Shun still received a good scolding from Wang Lanping for returning late. She felt bad for her son, and she felt bad for her daughter-in-law, so she thought it would be good for her to give her son a few words of scolding, and for her daughter-in-law to complain less about her son when she returned home.
On the first day Zhang Shun came back, Zhang Yan had a lot of fun with the family without mentioning anything else. Zhang Shun also accompanied Wang Lanping and Wang Qin, but they didn't have time to tell Zhang Yan in detail what happened in the store.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, Zhang Shun was called over by Zhang Yan.
"Second brother, I just want to tell you about the things in the shop..."
"Brother, I told you about the business matters before. You can just make your own decision now. There is no need to tell me. I asked you to come because I have something to give you."
Zhang Shun was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "What are you giving me? I don't need anything now, as long as you have the heart."
"Haha, brother, don't talk too much. I guarantee that you will accept the things I give you." Zhang Yan said while leading Zhang Shun into his refining room in the backyard.
As soon as Zhang Shun rolled his wheelchair in, he knew that this place was unusual. There were either fist-sized gold ingots or pieces of dazzling gemstones randomly placed in the cabinets beside him. Coupled with some weapon templates hanging on the wall, he also guessed that this should be the place where the second brother of the family usually made weapons. He was suddenly curious and embarrassed, fearing that he would cause trouble to his second brother if he touched something he shouldn't touch. The face looked carefully.
Zhang Shun had heard before that his second brother was now the leading weapon master in the Nanyuan Kingdom. A single weapon could be worth a year or even several years of income of a large business. While amazed, Zhang Shun was also curious as to why these weapons were so valuable.
"Brother, look at the gift I prepared for you." Zhang Yan stopped in front of a long table and lifted up a piece of red velvet covering the table, revealing two strips of red velvet lying flat on the table. Organ limbs. They all look like half of the legs from the thigh down, covered with exquisite formation patterns. Even in the inactive state, they give people a sense of mystery, and Zhang Shun was stunned for a moment.
After a while, Zhang Shuncai said in surprise: "Prosthetic limbs? Second brother, are these new products specially prepared for the shop? But the prosthetic limbs are stiff. The upper limbs are okay, but the lower limbs are completely useless."
Zhang Shun thought the limbs on the table were ordinary prosthetics he had seen before, so he shook his head and explained to Zhang Yan.
"Brother, this is not a prosthetic limb, but a mechanical limb. I made it using a special technique, but it took a lot of effort."
"Arm?"
Zhang Yan did not explain, because no matter how much he explained, Zhang Shun might not understand. He pulled Zhang Shun to the side of the long table and said, "Brother He Xianghong, have you seen him?"
"I've seen it before." Zhang Shun was deeply impressed by the extra warrior slave in his family. But I don’t understand why my second brother asked suddenly.
"Can the eldest brother see that He Xianghong is actually a one-armed man?"
"One-armed?"
"Well, his left arm was cut off at shoulder level,"
"Impossible! I clearly saw him serving tea and pouring water with both arms. Second brother, are you kidding me..." Halfway through his words, the last few words seemed to be stuck in his throat. Not coming out. But Zhang Shun's eyes were bulging, and he looked at the two so-called limbs on the table with a look of disbelief, surprise, and even shock that he had just looked down upon.
Zhang Yan picked up a limb and said with a smile: "It seems that the elder brother has guessed it. That's right. The reason why He Xianghong can be as invisible as a normal person is because the broken part of his left arm was treated with the same The organ. Brother, do you want to give it a try?"
Zhang Shun opened his mouth but no words came out, but his body was faster than his brain. As soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, he had already lifted the curtain covering his legs in the wheelchair, revealing the trousers tied underneath.
"Brother, this thing will be a little painful when you put it on. You have to bear with it." Zhang Yan lifted up Zhang Shun's empty trousers to expose the break, and began to install the limbs he had prepared for a long time on Zhang Shun.
