He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 430 Change
The Western Yi archers did not come to cause trouble immediately, but Jiang Lin knew that sooner or later Ma Ningyan would confront them.

As for the result, there is no suspense.

He now focuses more on making weapons.

In addition to making weapons for the soldiers under Ma Ningyan, he was also thinking about himself.

The Lu clan members were suppressed by the Western Yi archers but not killed.

As long as they don't die, Jiang Lin can't leave the world of [A Picturesque World].

In addition, Jiang Lin didn't know much about the Western Yi archers.

At best, we only know from the confrontation between the Northwestern Border Army and it that even after the decline of this clan, it still has the strength to fight against two to three million border troops.

So how powerful would the Western Yi archers be in this era before they were defeated by Emperor Taizu of Daqian?
Holy Soldiers can only fight against Divine Martial Realm. If you want to defeat or even kill Dao Martial Realm, you must have Divine Soldiers or above.

Of course, the holy arrows made by Jiang Lin are not included in this list.

After all, its attributes are so high that they have surpassed those of ordinary low-grade magical weapons.

But Jiang Lin still hopes to create some real magic weapons in the world of [Picturesque World].

One is to verify and improve one's skills.

Second... He thought of something that made him very excited.

If we create a magic weapon in this era, and then bury it somewhere unknown.

So when I return to the real world, can I still dig out the magic weapon from that place?

And there are not only magical weapons, but also countless resources.

If this method is feasible, you don't necessarily need to wait until you are strong enough to ignore all rules in order to obtain resources yourself.

In fact, if you really have that strength, what else do you need magic weapons or resources?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Jiang Lin could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart.

Ma Ningyan sent a lot of resources, many of which were scavenged from powerful clans, and some were collected from the outside world.

Although the powerful clans have begun to notice the importance of materials after obtaining the secret recipe of precious weapons, they still do not have a clear understanding.

Therefore, the resources Jiang Lin has now far exceed those obtained hundreds of years later.

With so many resources, he was confident that he could easily create a magical weapon just by piling up the numbers.

But this is not Jiang Lin’s main need. Since he has no shortage of materials, he naturally wants to create some unusual magic weapons, rather than just relying on the chaotic properties created by countless materials like Bai Ze’s Holy Weapon Arrow.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that chaotic characteristics are bad.

On the contrary, the power of chaotic characteristics began to manifest itself when the number of materials reached nearly ten thousand.

Almost everything, upon contact, is quickly assimilated.

Then transform it into your own strength and counterattack the enemy.

This feature has terrifying potential.

On par with it is the extreme attribute enhancement of the Xuanwu Holy Arrow.

The few Black Tortoise Holy Weapon Arrows with nearly ten thousand attributes in Jiang Lin's hand had already swallowed up most of the surrounding light.

You know it is black, but you always feel that you can't see it. It is a very strange feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

Sometimes Jiang Lin wondered, if he really spent decades or even hundreds of years strengthening a single attribute, would he really create a black hole?
As for the Holy Arrow of the Supervisory Soldiers, it is the strongest arrow currently in Jiang Lin's hands, but it has the smallest potential.

Because its weakening has an upper limit and will not grow with the accumulation of materials.

At most, it will increase slightly after the grade is promoted.

Jiang Lin divided these three arrows into early weapons and late weapons.

The Holy Arrow of the Guardian Soldiers is naturally an early-stage weapon.

The Xuanwu Holy Arrow and the Bai Ze Holy Arrow are weapons of the later stages.

As for the weapons he wanted to create to kill the Lu clan members, it took him two years of consideration before he had a preliminary idea.

The first is the large-scale lethality, trying to encircle all enemies in one move and not leaving them any chance to counterattack.

The second thing is to ensure that you will not be killed when you attack.

Lu's magic weapon, the Mingguang Shield, gave Jiang Lin a good reminder.

Strong defense will give you more tolerance and counterattack time.

But the Mingguang Shield is too heavy, so Jiang Lin still prefers armor.

As for the third item, it's just in case.

For example, if you are surrounded, you must have a knife to protect yourself and get out, right?
Now that we have an idea, all that remains is to find the right materials.

Another two years passed like this, and the number of soldiers under Ma Ningyan's command had already exceeded three million.

What Gu An Ning said was right. There are too many people in this world who don’t have enough food to eat. As long as you give them food, you can have as many people as you want.

There were too many people, so Ma Ningyan had to pick and choose the strong ones and bring them into the army.

If you are not in good health, too old, weak or sick, then don't join in the fun and go back to farm.

If we plant the land well, we can have food to eat.

Three million soldiers who had experienced war and were skilled in the use of battle formations made her almost invincible.

This year, Ma Ningyan just turned forty years old.

But with the help of the elixirs sent by Xie Zimo and others, her cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

At this speed, even the powerful clans felt the pressure.

Fortunately, they had been recruiting alchemists to make elixirs for themselves a long time ago, just like the Taoists.

In terms of strength, it is not weak.

Even in terms of personal military strength, the powerful clans are far stronger than the regular army.

It’s just that they couldn’t practice battle formations. Even if they could, they couldn’t easily gather millions of soldiers with unified minds and no second thoughts like Ma Ningyan.

The essence of a battle formation does not lie in how mysterious it is, but in whether there is unity of thought. If everyone has their own selfishness and acts on their own, let alone a million people, even if there are ten million or a hundred million people, the combined strength will not be that strong.

Ma Ningyan was able to do it because what she wanted to do was exactly what these soldiers wanted to do.

By this year, Jiang Lin finally found the materials needed for his first magic weapon.

It is a material called Xuan Chi Shen Sha, which has an extremely high temperature and can even be used as a strange fire to a certain extent.

The Xuanchi magic sand is very small, only the size of a grain of rice, but it has been fired and hammered by Jiang Lin.

Millions of mysterious red magic sands were shrunk to a size smaller than a fingernail.

After being spread out, they will quickly attract the surrounding heaven and earth energy and quickly grow hundreds of times.

It then flies away to kill the enemy, relying on its own extremely high temperature to burn everything around it.

After confirming that the characteristics of this material completely met his needs, Jiang Lin asked Ma Ningyan to collect as much Xuanchi Shensha as possible.

In the past few years, Jiang Lin has made countless weapons for the soldiers.

There are thousands of items including precious weapons, including many Yuan weapons and holy weapons.

The blacksmiths he trained are now spread all over the world.

Some were won over by powerful clans, some stayed to help conquer the world, and a very small number chose to set up their own businesses.

Jiang Lin's skills are extraordinary. Whether it is precious weapons or furnace baking methods, they are heavyweight things that can be used to establish a school in this era.

Therefore, more and more people began to respectfully call him the ancestor.

Some even say that Jiang Lin's skills have split the history of blacksmiths into two halves.

And he is the creator of the latter half.

Such a reputation is not only respected by the blacksmith group, but also by the soldiers.

They knew very well that without the countless fine weapons forged by Jiang Lin, without the battle formations he bestowed, it could even be said that without him as a bridge for the three major sects to come to their aid.

Ma Ningyan's life may not be so smooth in the coming years.

Most of them probably died on the battlefield long ago.

In addition, even Ma Ningyan had to call Jiang Lin "Grandpa Hong", so his prestige naturally reached its peak.

So if Jiang Lin wanted the Xuanchi Divine Sand, even if Ma Ningyan didn't do it, there were still many people willing to do it.

This also includes powerful clans.

They vied to win over Jiang Lin, knowing that with him around, any kind of weapon could be forged.

But Jiang Lin was indifferent to all this. He did not belong to this era and would leave sooner or later. How could he be lured over?

No matter how great the benefits are, they are nothing but a reflection in the mirror to him.

However, there are too many people around Ma Ningyan.

They also saw the good in Jiang Lin, but also saw the huge threat hidden in Jiang Lin.

Ma Ningyan has captured dozens of cities and occupied four entire states.

The former Jingtian Dynasty had a territory of only this size.

A new dynasty is about to be born, but Jiang Lin's existence is extremely special.

To a certain extent, he is above others.

Even Ma Ningyan couldn't influence his thoughts.

This made some people uncomfortable, so they went to Ma Ningyan for advice.

"Although this person has made great contributions, he is arrogant because of his talent. He should be punished. Otherwise, if he is really lured away by a powerful clan, he will be a great threat to us!"

There are several people who said this, some of whom have made outstanding contributions and hold high positions.

The next day, Ma Ningyan hung their heads on the door beam of the blacksmith shop.

"If anyone dares to say anything bad about Grandpa Hong again, no matter who it is, all nine generations of his clan will be killed!"

After several years of fighting, the murderous aura around Ma Ningyan was as strong as substance.

Her words were as cold as her eyes, almost ruthless.

The bloody head was hanging on the door beam of the blacksmith shop, and blood was still dripping down.

Every drop of blood that hit the hard stone slab made anyone who saw it tremble all over.

These unlucky guys are not the only ones who want to say such things, it’s just that some of them didn’t have the chance to do so.

Seeing Ma Ningyan's respect and love for Jiang Lin, they naturally didn't dare to say anything more and could only keep these words in their hearts.

Jiang Lin just looked up at the heads on the door beam and frowned slightly.

Not only was it a bit unlucky, but Ma Ningyan was too harsh on these heroes, which also made Jiang Lin feel indescribable discomfort.

Although he knew that Ma Ningyan was doing this out of love and respect, he wanted to kill her as a warning to the rest so that these people wouldn't always poke him in the back.

But he will always remember the little girl who used to hang around him when he was a child, calling him Grandpa Hong all the time and smiling innocently.

Looking at Ma Ningyan's departing back, and the countless strong and powerful soldiers surrounding her.

Jiang Lin sighed slightly, fearing that he would never see the little girl in his heart again.

A few days later, the envoys of the Western Yi archers arrived.

The man had seven feathers hanging on his shoulders and looked very proud.

"I heard that you have a divine bow and holy arrows, so my ancestor sent me here to exchange them."

A cart of gold was pushed in and dumped haphazardly on the ground.

Ma Ningyan sat upright on a high seat, looking coldly at the Western Yi archer whose cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Divine Martial Realm. A bone-chilling aura gradually rose from her body.

(End of this chapter)