Qin Yichen just opened his mouth, and Lin You on the other side shouted first.

"Master Guang, I still have something to do here. I'll come to you when I'm done."

Lin You is still so energetic, which makes Qin Yichen a little admired.

In the tedious and boring forging process of the assembly line, it is already commendable that he can maintain such a mentality.

He waved at him.

"You're busy first, and I'll call you when I'm done with things on my side."

After that, Qin Yichen took Zhang Yun back to the hall.

Qin Yichen greeted Zhang Yun casually, and then said.

"Let's put it this way, I want you to help me forge a knife, but I don't know what it looks like."

"Speaking of which, is it a bit too much to ask you this way?"

Zhang Yun scratched his head.

This is the first time he has heard of such a requirement for forging. There is only one requirement for the category of forged weapons. The specific Wu Qi's shape is nothing, not even a requirement.

And judging from Qin Yichen's thought, he obviously had something in mind.

The so-called heart is separated from the belly, not to mention that Zhang Yunke doesn't have much confidence to make a guarantee when there is no communication at all.

Somewhat embarrassed, he scratched his head.

"This is too much trouble."

"I can only say to give it a try. I can't guarantee any other specific things."

Qin Yichen nodded affirmatively.

"I know that such a request is difficult for a strong man, but I can't help it."

"If you have any questions, I will answer you as much as possible."

Qin Yichen also really had no choice.

When it comes to forging weapons, he does know a little bit, but Qin Yichen's own forging is bound to attract the attention of many people, especially those who modify their memories, they will definitely not allow themselves to explore like this.

For Qin Yichen, the best way is to continue to develop in this world and let his subordinates begin to explore.

Although it is not much different from forging by himself, after all, there is one more person to cook.

It's not that Qin Yichen did it himself. I think some people are not curious about what his subordinates do, at least it is much better than Qin Yichen doing it himself.

Zhang Yun thought for a while and then said.

"What are the requirements, such as what materials and styles?"

"Are there any requirements for the power of faith?"

"Do you need to match your aura means, Lord Light?"

These few questions directly silenced Qin Yichen.

It seems that this request of my own is a bit too much.

It is indeed too difficult for Zhang Yun to start forging when nothing is clear.

Qin Yichen scratched his head and said.

"I don't know what the requirements are, so let's forge some casually first, and I'll see what the requirements are at that time."

"It shouldn't be necessary to fit the power of faith, as long as it is strong enough, you should forge a suitable weapon for me."

Zhang Yun was silent for a while, then looked at Qin Yichen.

"Master Light, may you please show me the sword move method you want, so that I know what it is."

"The main thing is to see what kind of offense you are good at, and you can also reduce a lot of types that you don't want."

"Although it may be useless," Zhang Yun also sighed helplessly, almost speechless.

In this matter, Qin Yichen obviously didn't have any kind of help to give him, and Qin Yichen's request was a bit outrageous.

It is not a difficult problem to want to be satisfied, but not to give any requirements.

This is simply comparable to the most difficult Party A request in the world.

Right now, Zhang Yun can only use this method to get more information and intelligence for himself, so that he can make weapons that satisfy Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen thought for a while, then stood up and went directly outside.

"Knife technique?"

At this moment, Qin Yichen suddenly remembered the sword technique that caused a restless aura in his body, but he couldn't remember any tricks he had.

The use of the Xuanbai Crazy Blade was only used as a sneak attack with a dagger.

Qin Yichen scratched his head.

"I seem to have forgotten."

When saying this, Qin Yichen had a faint smile on his face.

This is really impossible. He just discovered some secrets in this world. His memory has been tampered with, but he has no ability to recall it directly.

Some helplessly shook his head.

Zhang Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, Huo Di stood up and looked at Qin Yichen with burning eyes.

"Are you sure that you have forgotten the sword technique, not that you won't?"

Qin Yichen looked back at Zhang Yun and nodded helplessly.

"Indeed."

At that moment, Zhang Yun's eyes were full of different colors, which surprised Qin Yichen slightly.

Could it be that Zhang Yun also knows some secrets?

Just when Qin Yichen was puzzled, Zhang Yun came directly to Qin Yichen, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Qin Yichen.

"In this way, I have a set of swordsmanship in my family. I can demonstrate it to you and see if you can remember anything."

Qin Yichen's eyes lit up.

During the competition, he saw the blade that Hoyle Paro swung at him, and countless thoughts appeared in his mind.

If such a scene is repeated again, will this happen?

Remind yourself of something more?

At this point, Qin Yichen moved the space away and waited for Zhang Yun's performance.

I saw Zhang Yun open his palm, and a wooden knife appeared in his hand. With Zhang Yun's movements, Qin Yichen's consciousness was a little dazed.

At this moment, Qin Yichen's mind seems to have countless things to be broken out, as if those things hidden in the deepest memory, they are restless and want to rush out of their minds.

Qin Yichen immediately relaxed his body and let this feeling surge in his body.

His gaze fell on Zhang Yun's blade without moving at all.

Zhang Yun vigorously waved the blade in his hand. Beside him, it seemed that countless people were besieging him. Every move and every move was to resolve crises and dangers.

Every action, Zhang Yun exhausted all his strength.

The swaying blade seems to be telling a war that once happened.

But until Zhang Yun took the knife, Qin Yichen didn't find any clues in this sword dance that lasted for several hours. The restlessness in his heart was always restless, and there was no sign of a breakthrough.

Raising his hand to wipe his sweat, Zhang Yun turned to look at Qin Yichen.

"Master Light, what do you think of this sword technique?"

Qin Yichen groped for his chin, and the restlessness in his body disappeared after Zhang Yun stopped dancing the sword, as if it had never appeared.

Such a strange scene made Qin Yichen frown.