After talking to Lu Zifeng, Lu Feng followed Lu Ming and Lu Ling to Tianfeng Town.

The town is still the same, with bustling crowds and lively scenes, which relaxes Lu Feng, who has just ended from the martial arts meeting.

Lu Ling wore a pink gauze skirt, outlining a perfect curve of her delicate and concave body, and shuttled through the crowd, looking very lively and cute. Coupled with her delicate facial features and outstanding temperament, many men around her couldn't help but drool.

Lu Feng's eyes were slightly stunned, looking at Lu Ling's graceful figure, thinking that if he was in his previous life, he would definitely be a little fairy of the level of disaster, so any celebrity model would have to stand aside.

"Brother Feng, how do you think of these boots?" Walking into a shop, Lu Ling picked up a pair of boots and asked Lu Feng.

Nodded slightly, Lu Feng saw that the boots didn't look like they were worn by women, but seemed to be worn by men.

"Your shoes are too old, please change them!" Lu Ling stuffed them into Lu Feng's hand, turned around and looked at other things.

Looking down at her feet, Lu Feng smiled bitterly. Everything she wore since she was a child was sewn by her mother Yin Rouer. She had never bought shoes before. Now she is rich, but she never remembers it.

After changing into the boots, Lu Feng tried to walk away. It was quite soft and it should be made of some special material.

Other customers around him watched Lu Ling buy boots for Lu Feng, and they all stared at him, full of envy.

"Well, it's quite appropriate, go and pay!" Lu Ling turned around and saw Lu Feng put it on, nodded and said.

After giving the boss ten gold coins, Lu Feng followed Lu Ling to visit several stores again, bought some things for girls, and bought some clothes and daily necessities for Yin Rouer.

"Zhuangtian Pavilion, second brother, aren't you going to create a stick condom? Let's go in and take a look!" Before we knew it, the three of them had been walking around for two hours and arrived at Zhuantian Pavilion, which specializes in refining weapons.

"Okay!" Lu Ming nodded and walked in first.

"Sister Three, doesn't the Lu family have a shop for refining weapons?" Lu Feng followed in and asked in confusion.

"It is true that the Lu family has good weapons, but the forging methods themselves are extremely poor. Those good weapons were brought back by Uncle San back then. In terms of forging methods, this Forging Tiange is enough to rank second in Tianfeng Town!" Lu Ling said as he walked.

"What weapons do you need? This is a mortal-level weapon and the other is a spiritual-level weapon. You can choose it yourself!" A servant saw Lu Ming and hurried over to introduce, following him and waiting for instructions at any time.

"I need to customize a stick cover!" Lu Ming said to the servant. Generally, there are special weapon refiners in places where weapons are sold. As long as you get gold coins, you can customize weapons according to your requirements.

"Okay, please follow me, I'll take you to see Master Huolan!" The servant immediately understood and led the three of them to the corridor next to him.

Working here, there are quite a few people who customize weapons every day. There are three weapon refiners in the Zhuangtian Pavilion. The servants cannot sense the strength of Lu Ming and the other two, so they lead them to the highest-level Master Huolan.

Walking through the corridor, several people came to the door of a closed small room. The servant stopped and said to the door: "Master Huolan, this customer wants to customize the stick cover and need you to receive it!"

"Come in!" An old man's voice came from inside, and then the door opened, and a strong and hot breath came to my face.

"Please come in, three of you!" The servant led Lu Feng and the other two into the room and said goodbye and left.

The layout of the room is very simple, with a stove half a person tall, a row of iron racks, and various weapons of different sizes on it. Judging from their breath, these are all spiritual weapons.

"Young man, tell me what you want!" An old man in red robe spoke at this time, his face turned red, his hair was messy, his hands were pressing against the wall of the furnace, and he was constantly inputting source energy into it.

Lu Ming glanced at the weapon on the iron rack, took out the black iron stick he used yesterday from the storage bag, stood on the ground, and said, "I want to give it a stick cover, at least at a high level of spirit level!"

The moment the iron rod appeared, the old man stared at the stove and looked at this side in an instant, with a brilliance bursting into his eyes, as if he saw some rare treasure, and he looked at it carefully.

Bang...

After a long time, a muffled sound came from the stove, and then a bang sound was heard, and the old man came to his senses.

Lu Feng, who has experience in alchemy, feels very familiar. He always fails to refine alchemy, but it is just a little smaller than this.

A fire-attributed source energy in the old man's hand was blown out, turning into a palm, and he took out a strange-shaped broken sword from the refining furnace and threw it into the scrap iron pile next to him.

Only then did Lu Feng notice that the hills there were usually piles of waste spirit-level weapons, at least one or two hundred.

"Your black iron stick is too high. Unless it is a half-step king-level stick cover, it cannot stop its breath. The best weapon I have refined is only the spiritual level high-level, and it is an effect with or without it. Please forgive me for being powerless!"

The old man said regretfully that he had refined weapons for his whole life, and wanted to one day be able to refine a kingly weapon, but now he could not refine a sheath without even a sheath.

Lu Ming originally thought that the spiritual high-level stick cover was enough to conceal the breath of the black iron stick, but he did not expect that he underestimated it. This unexpected weapon was actually a rare king's weapon.

"I'm disturbing!" Lu Ming said goodbye with regretful retraction of the black iron rod, and then he was about to take the two of them away.

"Young man, if you have enough rewards, you can try it in the town's Beast Spirit Xuan, which can meet your requirements. However, the reward is also ridiculously high. You must be mentally prepared!"

Seeing the three of them leave, maybe they felt guilty, the old man used his deep source energy to transmit his voice.

"Thank you, elder, I'll say goodbye!" Lu Ming said respectfully, turning back and holding his fists.

Most weapon refiners are irritable people. Master Huolan can kindly remind him that no matter how strong he is, it is worth his tribute.

After leaving the Zhuantian Pavilion, a hint of regret appeared on Lu Ming's face. He did not go to the Beast Spirit Xuan, but just followed the two of them casually.

"Second brother, don't you try it at Beast Spirit Xuan?" Lu Feng walked for a while and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Hearing Lu Feng’s question, a bitterness appeared on the corner of Lu Ming’s mouth, and even Lu Ling had a gloomy face.

"Brother Feng, we have been to the Beast Spirit Xuan in the few days we came back. The rule there is no gold coins, and it is equivalent to exchange. After they saw the Black Iron Stick, the reward they offered was a king-level item."

"But at that time we only thought that the black iron stick was a spirit-level weapon, so we thought they were offering a random price, and we didn't have king-level items, so we left!"

"Even if you go back now, there will be no equivalent king-level items!" Lu Ling said, his tone full of regrets.
Chapter completed!