Wuhuan came to the empty counter, only to see an old man sitting inside, nodding his head and seeming to be asleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Wuhuan couldn't bear to disturb him, so he turned around and went to the other counters, but he went around and came back, because the other counters didn't even have people. Wuhuan had no choice but to bang on the table of the counter, and the old man suddenly woke up, looked up at Wuhuan and said, "Young man, do you know that the crime of disturbing people's dreams is unforgivable." Wu Huan's forehead hung down three black lines, and he was really thundered by the old man's words.

"I'm sorry, uncle, because there are people at your counter here, don't blame you if you have something to bother," Wuhuan sincerely apologized.

"Yes," the old man stretched out his head out of the counter and shouted: "Is there still a living person in the counter, the response is not dead, ......" After a long time, no one responded, and the old man retracted his head back to the counter and said to Wu Huan: "There is really no one, young man, what are you going to do, is it to issue a task or buy a spirit soldier!" Looking at the old man who was a little strong in front of him, the corners of Wuhuan's eyes twitched a little, but he still had to do what he should do, and said: "Old man, I want to carry out the qualification certification of a foundry." ”

"You, young man, can't talk nonsense, if you want to register as a senior blacksmith, it's almost the same, registered foundry, it's not that I look down on you, can you!" the old man looked Wuhuan up and down and said.

The high-level blacksmith is the blacksmith who creates mortal soldiers, and the number of casters is close to nine to one compared to the number of foundries, after all, the number of low-level cultivators is always more than that of the upper level. Although the senior blacksmith and the foundry are only one level apart, the treatment is very different.

"That's right, I'm going to be a foundry certified," Wu Huan affirmed.

"Okay, pay one hundred white crystal coins for the certification fee first, I'll tell you in advance, even if you don't pass the certification, this fee will not be refunded!" The old man said to Wuhuan while taking out the list.

Wuhuan handed the old man ten citrine coins, filled out the information registration form, and followed the old man's guidance to the inner hall of the trade union. The certification exam location is not on the ground but underground, and along the way, Wuhuan found that the underground is much more lively than the above, at least the sound of striking iron heard by Wuhuan on both sides of the road. Came to the certification exam site, and there was an old man standing at the door, Wuhuan felt familiar and startled when he saw it closely, isn't this the old man at the counter just now, why did he come here. Seeing Wu Huan's arrival, the old man said: "Young man, why are you so slow, old man, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I'm not familiar with the road, I'm sorry to just go the wrong way," Wuhuan said embarrassedly.

"Come in, come in, there are still three people in front of you to certify, just send you," said as soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed Wu Huan and went in, with Wu Huan's skills, he didn't avoid the old man's light grab, it can be seen that this old man is not simple!

The test venue is a hall, with five rows of more than 20 tables, and there are already three people occupying several positions waiting for the start of the test. The primary spirit soldiers are still cast in the way of striking iron and fire, but the spirit soldiers from the green level belong to the category of high-level spirit soldiers, and the flame of casting at that time is not ordinary fire, and the casting examination of the primary spirit soldiers is now carried out, so these platforms are a miniature version of a blacksmith shop, and all the tools are available.

Wuhuan found a corner and was about to start casting, when the old man walked up to the front platform and announced: "The people have arrived, in order to ensure fairness, your casting materials and tools are provided by the union, and now you have to create your work, and the examination will begin in a quarter of an hour." Looking at the old man, Wuhuan was very puzzled about who he was. Wuhuan doesn't think he's an ordinary person, and he is very confident in his instincts, even Uncle Hantian said that in front of the realm of the earth, unless there are two realms of high Wuhuan, no one can catch Wuhuan in one move, and the old man did it just now.

Looking at the materials placed by the staff on the casting table, the flame in the furnace on the side has been sprayed out of the internal pipe, and there are adjustable buttons on the furnace, which shows that the hardware facilities of the foundry union are good. Wu Huan gathered his mind and began to prepare for the exam wholeheartedly, the difference between a senior blacksmith and a formal caster is that his own cultivation has attributes and spiritual sense, while Wu Huan can create a spirit soldier in the subtle realm by relying on the ** control of the combat spirit and spiritual power of a hundred soldiers, after all, only the Spirit Light Realm is qualified to cast spirit soldiers is a common sense that has been circulated in the mainland for countless years, like Wu Huan, who has a monster teacher.

With the fall of the Wuhuan sledgehammer, the examination for the qualification of the caster has officially begun, as a foundry, the casting will not be affected by the time limit when casting, so the examination time is very relaxed, as long as you can hold up and build for a few days and nights, it doesn't matter. With Wu Huan's hammer going down, soon a spirit soldier was formed, you must know that Wu Huan's vitality contains thunder and fire, plus a little bit of ice, the three-pronged combination is equivalent to the material being quenched three times at the same time, the forging of fire, the resonance of thunder, and the refining of ice can be said to be nearly several times faster than others in purifying impurities.

After an hour, Wuhuan walked to the sidelines with a freshly made dagger and signaled to the old man that he could do it. Soon, the old man came down from the high platform and reached out to take Wu Huan's work and identify it.

Speaking of which, Wu Huan's creation this time can be described as pure play, if it weren't for the fact that the materials provided by the union were too general, there were too many impurities than they had refined, and Wu Huan didn't use the battle qi of a hundred soldiers, so it would not be impossible to create an orange-level spirit soldier. Watching the old man carefully identify the dagger, his originally dim eyes began to come alive. Li Lin looked at the dagger in his hand and couldn't help but be surprised, he could use the often used iron crystal, Xuangang, and meteorite iron to create a low-grade spirit soldier, even if he passed the exam, he could become a teacher if he created a medium-grade product, and he was a master if he created a high-grade one. But the spirit soldier in front of him is at least a superb one, and the impurities in the entire dagger are almost invisible, and the remaining impurities may be the reason why the builder's skill is not enough. But this method of building turned out to be clad steel, with the hardest black steel as the root, the tough iron crystal as the body, and the hard-to-wear meteorite as the front, as long as you add a little high-grade cloud copper, this spirit soldier is orange-level, is this really the young man in front of him who only has two spiritual lights, although Li Lin has seen the whole process of Wuhuan's creation, but he still can't believe it.

Li Lin, the old man, kept glancing at Wu Huan, and Wu Huan was staring at him uncomfortably and asked, "Old man, did I pass the exam?"

"Well, it's over," Li Lin replied, and suddenly an idea popped up in Li Lin's heart and said, "Young man, what's your name, I feel that you can go to the Orange Casting Exam, are you interested in trying it?"

"My name is Wu Huan, how can I be a foundry and an orange-level foundry, don't you pass the exam and be a foundry?" Wu Huan said in surprise.

"Whoever told you that the caster is only one level, let me tell you that the caster level is the same as the spirit soldier is a seven-color level, not only the caster but also other high-level professions. You're only past the most basic red-level caster now......," Old Man Li Lin said with a roar.

Wuhuan was said by the old man to shrink his neck, when studying with Uncle Ou, Uncle Ou would never talk to Wuhuan about these caster levels, in the realm of Uncle Ou, the level is all floating clouds for him, and the associated Wuhuan is blind in addition to some basic common sense other than cultivation and casting knowledge, according to Lei Tao, Wuhuan is an idiot in life.

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