Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

Because the weapons made by the Magic Weapon Pavilion are all defective.

Although the magic weapon refining technique is also a magical method passed down from ancient times, many of the secret methods for refining weapons have been lost.

The most fatal point is that the things it refines have side effects, and these side effects are completely random and cannot be removed.

For example, a dagger that stabs the owner every day, a long sword that will make the owner interested in animals after using it for a long time, a long spear that will only straighten when the holder is in an excited state, etc.

In contrast, not to mention the Taoist weapon pavilion that can manufacture weapons with self-enhancement effects under the Taoist sect, even the mass-produced ordinary weapons operated by the fairy country have no side effects.

(Sure enough, if you want to change the situation of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, you must start with the magic weapon refining technique...)

Luo Wusheng sighed.

"How many officers are there in the pavilion? Where are they?"

"Reply to the Holy Son, there are a total of four officers in the pavilion, including me, and the other three..." Hu Dingtian hesitated.

"Hmm?"

Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

"They...they went to [Yanhuali]..."

Yanhuali? This name sounds familiar.

Luo Wusheng quickly remembered the source of the familiarity.

It was when he was chatting with those casual cultivators on the ferry before, the other party occasionally mentioned this name.

Yanhuali is a relatively chaotic area in the royal city. There are several places for sleeping and staying, but the quality is not high, the service is not very good, and the only advantage is the low price.

In other words, the remaining three guys went there to have fun?

"Then why didn't you go?"

Luo Wusheng looked at Hu Dingtian with some doubts. Logically speaking, such things going out to have fun must go together. Even if the Magic Weapon Pavilion is in its current state, no one needs to stay behind.

And looking at Hu Dingtian's kidney-deficient appearance, he must not be someone who doesn't go to that kind of place.

"Well, because it's not my turn to be on duty today..." Hu Dingtian's face was a little embarrassed.

Luo Wusheng was stunned.

Then his eyes widened.

"You...are you going to..."

Knowing that his own Saint Son had understood what he meant, Hu Dingtian's face flushed red.

"It's just to subsidize the expenses of the pavilion..."

Hu Dingtian's voice was very low, but it sounded like thunder in Luo Wusheng's ears.

He really didn't expect that the Magic Weapon Pavilion had fallen to this point, and a dignified official had to work as a bird in the fireworks industry to make a living!

No wonder he looked like he had kidney deficiency, he was really squeezed dry!

When he looked at Hu Dingtian again, his eyes were full of complexity.

But then he felt something was wrong.

"Is the pavilion already in such a difficult situation? Didn't the sect pay the rewards for guarding the Magic Weapon Pavilion this year?"

The Magic Weapon Pavilion is far away in the royal city, and the salary is paid once a year.

But the corresponding remuneration is very high, at least it is not a problem to maintain the expenses of the members of the pavilion and even most of the cultivation in this year.

When mentioning this, Hu Dingtian's face showed resentment.

"It's all the fault of that damned Lu bastard!"

He was full of hatred: "If it weren't for that guy, although we were excluded from coming here, we wouldn't have ended up like this today!"

"Tell me in detail."

Luo Wusheng's face darkened slightly, and it seemed that there was a story behind this.

"Your Excellency the Holy Son, you don't know that our Magic Weapon Pavilion only has one weapon refiner this year, named Lu Bin. Some of the things we are displaying in this pavilion were also refined by him."

"It's nothing. Although none of the weapons he refined can be sold, he is the only weapon refiner in our Magic Weapon Pavilion after all, and we, the staff, respect him."

"I didn't expect that this bastard would secretly contact the sect after reaching a weapon refining target, and gave all the salary of the Magic Weapon Pavilion this year to an elder in the sect. With the help of that elder, he secretly boarded the returning Demon Sect ferry and returned to the sect under an assumed name, leaving only a few of us who can't refine weapons to guard the gate of this pavilion!"

Hu Dingtian gritted his teeth.

"Can't you contact the sect to report this?" Luo Wusheng frowned.

"How can it be that easy? Since that guy dared to go back, he is naturally not afraid of our reporting. At the beginning, all the messages from the Magic Weapon Pavilion were intercepted by the elder, and we were the disciples who were excluded from the Demon Sect, and we couldn't find anyone to pass on the message for us..."

At this point, Hu Dingtian's face was a little sad: "After several failed attempts to pass the message, we had to give up and look for other ways out."

"We first tried to practice the weapon refining technique of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, hoping to pass the news back to the Demon Sect when we reached the new weapon refining target. But we are just the bottom disciples of the Hehuan Domain, and it is even more impossible for us to have the talent for refining..."

"You also know that our Hehuan Domain's skills require yin and yang ** to practice, but at that time we couldn't afford to go to the brothel, so we had to practice in the fireworks. Later, we couldn't even afford to go to the fireworks..."

So we borrowed money everywhere, and finally stayed there to work.

Luo Wusheng understood everything.

It was really sad to hear it, and the listener cried.

He was silent for a while and gently wiped the storage bag.

A pile of spirit stones fell to the ground with a clatter.

As the son of the Demon Sect, he was not short of such things.

"You use these spirit stones to exchange for some banknotes commonly used in the royal city, and when the remaining three of you come back from your shift... we will change into clean clothes together, then have a good meal, and finally come back to clean the attic thoroughly."

"Well, you will follow me from now on."

Hu Dingtian's eyes were a little dull, as if he was hit by a pie falling from the sky.

"Then, what about you?" He asked subconsciously.

Luo Wusheng smiled.

"I want to practice the magic sect's weapon refining technique."

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 16 Miss Sword Fairy, give me your blessing?

Hu Dingtian had imagined many scenes of the Demon Weapon Pavilion's Pavilion Master taking office.

At that time, the Demon Weapon Pavilion had not fallen to the point it is now.

So he always imagined how the Pavilion Master would exploit them, what dirty and tiring work he would make them do, and whether he would snatch something from them.

Later, when he saw that no one had taken over the position of Pavilion Master for a long time, he gradually realized that the bigwigs in the sect didn't care about what he had.

At that time, he thought that not having a Pavilion Master was a good thing. At least no one cared about him, and everyone was a fellow disciple who was squeezed out of the Hehuan Domain, and no one would mock and humiliate him again.

The Hehuan Domain of the Demon Sect is a very cruel place.

Fortunately, the new Saint Lord strengthened the management after he took the throne, which made them restrained a lot.

Otherwise, the result of their exclusion would not be to come to the Magic Weapon Pavilion, but to become the cauldron of the female cultivators in it, and their cultivation would be in vain.

Moreover, at least they have the opportunity to go to those places of fireworks to practice in the Magic Weapon Pavilion, which is better than some disciples of the Demon Realm who are restricted when practicing in the Royal City.

This is also why the disciples of the Joyous Realm are the officers of the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

However, even if they were harmed by that bastard Lu Bin later, he never expected that a Pavilion Master would come to help them to seek justice.

Those who come to the Magic Weapon Pavilion are those who can't make it in the Demon Sect, even if they come to be Pavilion Masters. This is the most profound thing he has known in the past year.

He was also afraid that the money he and his friends had worked hard to earn would be taken away by some new Pavilion Master in the end.

But now...

Looking at the spiritual stones piled up like a small mountain in front of him, and then looking at Luo Wusheng who was already walking upstairs.

Hu Dingtian suddenly felt that things might develop in a good direction?

Then he slapped himself in the face.

"Alas, what am I thinking about. Even if he is the Holy Son, it is impossible for him to become a weapon refiner so easily. Even if he can become a weapon refiner, as long as the flaws of the magic sect's weapon refining technique are not eliminated, the situation of the Magic Weapon Pavilion will not change..."

He became a little pessimistic again.

After the failure of the Holy Son, he should return to the Demon Sect...

But with these spirit stones, it should be enough for us to survive until the next day of receiving annual salary. If we can let the Holy Son avenge himself and others...

His eyes flickered, and he bowed slowly to the place where Luo Wusheng disappeared, and then collected the spirit stones on the ground.

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At this time, Luo Wusheng had already walked onto the second floor of the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

The second floor is where the Magic Weapon Pavilion sells magic weapons.

Ordinary weapons are weapons used by ordinary people and cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, but in the eyes of cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage, ordinary weapons are just sharp toys after all.

But magic weapons are different, they are divided into three grades. The lower grade corresponds to the foundation building, the middle grade corresponds to the golden elixir, and the upper grade corresponds to the primordial infant. Each one has its own characteristics, and can be nurtured with blood and sweat, and used as the life magic weapon of the cultivator.

Each magic weapon is extremely precious, and it is often the case that the cultivators of the corresponding realm cannot get the corresponding magic weapon.

As the son of the Demon Sect, Luo Wusheng once had several lower and middle grade magic weapons.

But later he exchanged them for strange stones.

So his nominal master, the Demon Sect Saint Lord, lived in Bengbu.

The Demon Sect Saint Lord was originally going to give Luo Wusheng a top grade magic weapon after his golden elixir was fully completed, but after realizing that it would soon be sold by this guy with a brain full of stones in all senses, he decisively decided to wait and see.

Luo Wusheng's eyes swept across the second floor of the Demon Weapon Pavilion, where only two magic weapons were placed, and they were both of lower grade.

They were a great sword burning with terrifying flames that hurt the enemy a thousand times and hurt itself eight hundred times, and a dagger that continuously exuded an untouchable poison.

They were all suicide artifacts, no wonder no one wanted them.

Moreover, although other families do not produce low-grade magic tools in large quantities, they can be regarded as having a fixed output by the master of refining tools, and even occasionally there is a chance to see the emergence of medium-grade magic tools.

In this case, the Magic Weapon Pavilion really has no competitiveness at all.

Shaking his head, Luo Wusheng walked to the third floor.

The third floor is about the scrolls and methods of magic door refining, as well as the complete practice method of magic door refining.

After removing the restrictions with the authority of the Pavilion Master and putting all these things into the storage bag, Luo Wusheng opened the fourth floor with the token in his hand.

It is also the real refining place of the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

Looking at the empty fourth floor, Luo Wusheng was a little silent.

"Yes, they are so poor that they have to go out to be a bird, so how can they not sell those raw materials?"

Luo Wusheng sighed.

The fourth floor, which should have been piled with refining materials, is now empty.

If others saw this scene, even a real master of refining tools would lament that a good cook can't cook without rice.

But Luo Wusheng didn't care.

Because he couldn't even count the number of rare stones and gems in his storage bag.

It was more than enough to be used as raw materials for refining weapons, and the quality was even much better than the materials originally stored in the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

"Think positively, at least this floor is much cleaner than other floors in various senses."

Because it is a special place for refining weapons, it is equipped with many formations, including a formation that can cleanse dust.

After taking out all the books on the third floor and stacking them aside, and blocking the fourth floor with the authority of the Pavilion Master to prevent others from entering, Luo Wusheng sat in the middle.

He was not in a hurry to learn, but picked up the wooden short sword at his waist.

Before learning, you have to send a few messages to netizens to be a current student.

[Are you there? Have you arrived in Jianzhou? I'm going to start learning to refine weapons, give me some blessings? ]

[No, I haven't arrived yet. What does your learning to refine weapons have to do with me? I still have to fly the sword, and I don't have time to joke with you. ]

Miss Jianxian's message was full of disgust, but she replied very quickly.