Chapter 253 I’m so damn angry
After the Nanling Camp left, the work in the Blacksmith Camp became much less.
But Jiang Lin still worked diligently every day and never stopped for a moment.
Even Blacksmith Qi was a little puzzled and persuaded him to take a rest. There was not so much work at the moment and it happened to be the rest period of the blacksmith camp.
Some experienced blacksmiths even took leave to visit relatives and enjoy the rare leisure time.
Jiang Lin doesn't need to ask for leave. His family members all live nearby. If he wants to see something, he can just walk a few steps.
Thanks to the care of Nanling Camp, Wang Hua also made a lot of money by blacksmithing.
It may not be possible to be rich and wealthy, but it is possible to not worry about eating and drinking for a few years.
It's just that when the Nanling camp left, almost all the old weapons were left behind, which made Wang Hua a little sad.
Because among them, there are several made by him.
It's a pity that compared with the fourth-grade product created by Jiang Lin, it is really not worth mentioning.
Jiang Lin had nothing to say about this. He was an adult and would not go to comfort him anymore.
Besides, my brother-in-law's skills still need to be refined. At present, he can only barely pass the standard of regular tests.
However, those weapons were not wasted. They were collected by Jiang Lin's people. After being calcined and tempered, they were made into high-grade, lower-seventh-grade, and middle-grade five-grade weapons and sold to other military camps.
Jiang Lin looked down on these weapons, but people in other military camps were very jealous.
Tens of thousands of weapons were exchanged for nearly three million taels of silver.
And 10% of the money was distributed by Jiang Lin to the people in the blacksmith camp. After all, they also helped a lot.
After all, the elite blacksmiths can get over a thousand taels each, the masters in the reserve team can get between three and four hundred taels, and the ordinary blacksmiths can get a hundred and eighty taels.
Everyone admired Jiang Lin's generosity.
Working with Mr. Jiang is really a very popular job.
After Yan Tianrong found out about this, Lord Siwu just smiled bitterly and said nothing.
What can be done? That is a matter for Jianglin and Nanling Camps. The Ministry of War doesn't care. What does he do?
But in this way, it seems that he, the secretary of the Foundry Department, is a bit stingy. He has not received more salary in so many years.
Jiang Lin didn't care what Yan Tianrong thought, he took the remaining 90% of the silver to sit in the watchtower.
Part of it was used to pay the reward for attacking the masters of Thunder Eagle Castle.
Things have been miserable for Fort Thunderhawk for a while now.
A large number of seventh-grade and above masters were attacked and killed, and dozens of eighth-grade and ninth-grade masters died.
There are no peak martial arts masters left, and the ordinary disciples below now keep a low profile when they go out.
Once they cause trouble, they will immediately be beaten.
Thunder Eagle Castle usually behaves too domineeringly and makes countless enemies. Now it is normal for him to be insulted.
When Jiang Lin arrived at the watchtower, Tian Daheng was about to tell him about this.
"The Lord of Thunder Castle just killed two ninth-grade swordsmen a few days ago. I heard that he is coming to Kyoto City, and he is afraid that he will cause trouble for you." Tian Daheng said.
The news that the Nanling Camp was heading to the frontier has spread throughout the world after many days.
Previously, Lei Hexuan was wary of Liao Mingxu and did not dare to act recklessly. Now without the protection of Nanling Camp, he naturally came to warn Jiang Lin not to make weapons for those knife hunters again.
Otherwise, if this continues, Thunder Eagle Castle will have to be removed from the world in less than a year and a half.
In this regard, Jiang Lin's expression did not change at all and said: "If he comes, he will come, no obstruction."
Tian Daheng hummed and didn't say much.
A month or two ago, Lei Hexuan's name could scare people, but now...
Mr. Jiang is at the eighth level of the Yuanwu Realm. Even if he doesn't know anything, he can kill Lei Hexuan just by crushing him.
It’s okay if the Lord of Thunder Castle doesn’t come. If he really dares to come, he will suffer a big loss!
"Recently, I have hunted eight second-grade monsters and one third-grade monster. They have been prepared for you. There are also some martial arts secrets, please take a look first."
Hundreds more secret books were sent over, and Jiang Lin sat on a chair, drinking tea and reading them.
These secrets, which range from the lowest to mid-grade to high-grade ones, are quietly improving his cultivation.
After reading hundreds of secret books, his aura has improved a lot, and he has probably reached the peak of the eighth level of the Yuanwu Realm.
Jiang Lin glanced at his own information, sword skill level 6, sword skill level 6, boxing skill level 6, palm skill level 6, stick skill level 5, spear skill level 6, and kick skill level 6.
Basically all martial arts skills have reached level 6. Unfortunately, those that were originally level 6, such as sword skills and boxing skills, have not been upgraded.
The main reason is that the number of cheats is not large enough and the types are scattered.
But for Jiang Lin, it's enough for now.
With strength several times greater than that of ordinary people, coupled with these martial arts skills, even if he comes to the ninth level of Yuanwu Realm, he may not be able to win surely.
When he raised his head again, Tian Daheng was already waiting with someone beside him.
There was a box placed next to him. After opening it, there were all kinds of messy pieces inside.
Tian Daheng said respectfully: "We have sent people to search for fragments these days, but we have little time and not enough people. We have only collected these so far. Among them, there are a total of 103 pieces of high-grade materials, and 32 pieces of low-grade treasure-level materials. There are seventeen pieces of medium-grade treasure-level fragments and eight pieces of low-grade spiritual weapon-grade fragments. The total cost is two taels of silver..."
Jiang Lin nodded slightly when he heard this. Although Tian Daheng's martial arts training was not high, he was very discerning.
Works reliably and efficiently.
The most important thing is to be obedient.
He would do whatever Jiang Lin asked him to do, and so far he had not discounted it.
"It's a good job, but as for the fragments, as long as they are of similar grade, the type should be given priority. The more types, the better." Jiang Lin praised.
Tian Daheng said with a smile on his face: "It's all because you gave me better weapons. Now I am somewhat famous in some places. By next year, I may become a third-rate or above force."
In addition to the top forces such as the One Palace, Two Gates and Three Fortresses, there are also first-rate, second-rate, third-rate, and even ninth-rate gangs in the world.
Third-rate may not sound high, but in Daqian it is no longer considered low.
Tian Daheng said that he was very confident that Zhanwanglou could reach the level of a third-rate force next year.
"Third-rate is not enough. We need to expand as soon as possible while maintaining our character." Jiang Lin said: "If you need good weapons, just tell me and give me as much as you want. I'm not in short supply of silver at the moment. As long as I can find what I want, You can give as much as you want.”
After this period of investigation, Jiang Lin already trusts Tian Daheng.
Before, I thought of controlling these quacks by squeezing toothpaste, but now it seems that there is no need to go to such trouble.
Because his own strength is strong enough, even if he doesn't give anything, he can gather a large number of people around him.
"Yes!" Tian Daheng nodded quickly and said that he would try his best to reach the second-rate power next year.
"Okay, then I'll stay soon." Jiang Lin stood up and said.
Tian Daheng and others quickly sent him out, and sent someone to use a car to pull the things to the South Blacksmith Camp.
The harvest this time was pretty good. Whether it was the remains of the third-grade monster or the pile of fragments, it could bring a lot of help to Jiang Lin.
I estimate that the mid-grade spiritual weapon arrows in my hand can be upgraded into a few more chaos arrows.
When they arrived near the South Blacksmith Camp, Yuan Bingqi suddenly jumped out from behind the tree, grabbed Jiang Lin, and said anxiously: "Something happened!" "What happened?" Seeing his panic, Jiang Lin said, "Don't panic. , make it clear!”
"Thunder Eagle Fort! The owner of Thunder Eagle Fort brought people to you. It seemed like he was looking for trouble. He injured several people when he came up. Master Qi asked me to sneak out to report the news. Do you want to find someone first? Mr. Yang, can they help?”
Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows. When he was sitting in the watchtower, he heard Tian Daheng say that Lei Hexuan might come to him, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
"No one died, right?" Jiang Lin asked.
"Not yet." Yuan Bingqi replied.
Jiang Lin hummed, no one died, so there was still room for change.
If someone really died, then he could not really make Thunder Eagle Castle disappear on the spot.
"There's no need to go to Mr. Yang's side, it's just Thunder Eagle Castle." Jiang Lin said, stepping forward.
Yuan Bingqi followed behind and said: "He didn't come by himself, he was accompanied by a senior military officer."
"It doesn't matter." Jiang Lin remained unmoved.
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The title of third-grade military general can only be used to scare mice, but it cannot scare him.
Lei Hexuan obviously felt that after the Nanling Camp left, no one would protect Jiang Lin anymore, and wanted to take advantage of it.
It's a pity that he made one mistake. Jiang Lin is no longer as easy to manipulate as he was before.
Although the eighth-grade supervisor was far inferior to the third-grade general, Jiang Lin knew very well that his own value was far beyond what his official position could explain.
Being able to be used by Yu Shuai to make deals with the Ministry of Works, even if he is a tool man, not everyone can offend him.
A moment later, Jiang Lin entered the South Blacksmith Camp and saw a group of people blocking the door of the blacksmith shop with arrogance.
More than a dozen master blacksmiths and apprentices fell to the ground and screamed in pain. Their heads were bleeding and they looked seriously injured.
But no one dared to help them. The people from Thunder Eagle Castle blocked the door with weapons. Anyone who dared to move would be severely beaten.
That is to say, the South Blacksmith Battalion has been in the limelight recently, and the general who didn't know which battalion followed him had scruples and didn't let them go too far.
Otherwise, a dozen heads would have fallen to the ground long ago.
Lei Hexuan and the general stood at the front, talking and laughing, as if running wild in the South Blacksmith Camp was just an ordinary and trivial matter, not surprising.
Blacksmith Qi and others were forced to kneel in the blacksmith camp and did not dare to get up.
Such humiliation makes many people indignant, but what can be done.
They are just blacksmiths. In terms of cultivation, they cannot compare with these people in the world.
In terms of status, the third-grade ginseng would be enough to overwhelm them and make them breathless.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Lin suddenly became angry.
Perhaps it was because he had been with Liao Mingxu and his group of border troops for a long time, or perhaps with the improvement of his status and strength, Jiang Lin now did not want to suffer any grievance.
Especially the general made him even more angry.
After all, Jiang Lin has also been on the roster of the border army. He is also a member of the army. Are you helping an outsider?
He said nothing and walked straight towards his shop.
The movement of walking attracted everyone's attention. When they saw Jiang Lin coming back, a voice immediately came from the blacksmith shop: "Master Jiang!"
The people from Thunder Eagle Castle turned around and saw Jiang Lin, and they suddenly showed malicious expressions.
Only Lei Hexuan and the general were shocked when they saw Jiang Lin.
They didn't know that Jiang Lin had broken through several times and reached the eighth level of Yuanwu Realm.
But both of them were masters in the Yuanwu Realm and could sense the frightening aura in Jiang Lin's body.
But Lei Hexuan was not afraid, because the last time he came, Jiang Lin was not even at the peak of martial arts.
It's only been a while now, no matter how talented you are, you can't be stronger than yourself.
That aura seemed to be that there was some kind of treasure hidden in his body. Thinking of this, Lei Hexuan not only had no fear, but also felt a trace of greed.
Thunder Eagle Castle has suffered too much recently and must make up for it.
No matter what this young blacksmith hides, it belongs to him, Lei Hexuan!
"Boy, for the sake of General Liao, I gave you a chance last time, why don't you cherish it!" Lei Hexuan said.
Jiang Lin didn't even look at him, and continued to walk alone.
Being ignored like this, Lei Hexuan suddenly darkened his face: "The Nanling camp has already left the border. Do you think there is still someone who can protect you?"
Jiang Lin still chose to ignore it and stepped into the shop.
And the general said: "Master Jiang, I know that your skills are extraordinary. The Lord of Thunder Castle has no other purpose in coming today. He just wants you to stop exchanging weapons for the people who attacked Thunder Eagle Castle. Just treat it as such. How about giving me some face and letting this matter go?”
Most of the forty-eight camps in Kyoto are military camps stationed locally.
It would be fair to say that he is a direct descendant of the Ministry of War, but because his combat effectiveness is not high enough, he cannot enter the core circle.
At the very least, they don't know many confidential matters.
If he had known that Jiang Lin was Yu Shuai's bargaining chip in making deals with the Ministry of Industry, the general would never have come.
Unfortunately, he is not qualified to know this.
Jiang Lin picked up the big bow placed in the shop, and casually picked up a medium-grade spiritual weapon arrow and put it on the bow string.
After leaving the blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin stretched the bow string for half a month, with a cold expression: "I'll give you three seconds to get out of the South Blacksmith Camp."
He was already showing great respect and did not let these people kowtow before leaving.
However, how could Lei Hexuan and others leave? Some people sneered with disdain.
A blacksmith.
Last time I was afraid of the border troops. Do you really think they were afraid of you?
Lei Hexuan laughed angrily and said: "What an arrogant blacksmith, do you really think that you are also a frontier soldier? If I don't leave, what can you do!"
Jiang Lin didn't talk nonsense to him, and immediately pulled the bow string tighter, and then released it.
Zheng——
With the bowstring rebounding and making a metallic sound, the middle-grade spiritual weapon arrows shot out like meteors.
A large amount of heaven and earth energy was instantly aroused, attached to the arrow, and turned into a terrifying storm, sweeping towards everyone in Thunder Eagle Castle.
Lei Hexuan and the general's expressions suddenly changed, and they exclaimed: "Yuanwu realm?"
How could it be the Yuanwu realm!
Just a blacksmith, how can he have such a high level of cultivation?
And what kind of arrow it was? Before it even reached them, it gave them an irresistible sense of terrifying oppression.
Lei Hexuan roared, drew out the sword from his waist, and gathered all his strength.
He wanted to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth to help him, but found that the surroundings were like a quagmire.
The vitality of heaven and earth has been diverted by the arrows of Jiang Lin's mid-level spiritual soldiers. There is a seven-level difference in cultivation between them, so there is no way they can compete with each other.
"Impossible! How could he have a higher level of cultivation than me!" Lei Hexuan's face was full of fear, and his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.
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