"This gentleman, I don't know if you have any extra materials in your hands, but our firm is willing to pay a lot of money to buy these earth cores. The shopkeeper said seriously.

"No, this thing was just accidentally found in the Warcraft Forest, and it's not a rotten street. Qin Minghao said unceremoniously.

"And what about the ones you have, are you selling them now?"

"Of course not. Qin Ming said.

The shopkeeper sorted out his thoughts, and said confidently: "Then it will take a lot of trouble for you to refine the sword." ”

"What do you say?" Qin Minghuan looked at the knight interestingly.

He bowed gracefully, and then said with a smile: "I once saw a piece of blue sea essence smaller than this, which was burned in the smelting furnace for a year without change, until later I invited a great demon master who mastered the fire system to use the fire fire for nine days and nine nights to melt the blue sea essence. As the core of the earth of the same level, it must be similar. ”

Qin Ming nodded, but his eyes were cold: "But that's not your business." ”

After speaking, a flame came out of his fingertips, in three colors, this is the three-flavor true fire of Taoism, and it is the flame emitted by condensing the essence and energy.

Depending on the power of different people, it is released by an immortal, which can be described as a veritable immortal fire. I saw that the white iron turned into iron at a visible speed.

What would take hellfire to smelt was so easily melted in his hands. At this time, an elderly man came over and saw this scene. One hand slapped on the shoulder of the shopkeeper.

"Don't move. He said.

I saw that when it was almost time, Qin Ming's hands shuttled like butterflies, and one by one the seals turned into halos, and finally merged with the long sword that was about to take shape.

Although the core of the earth is extremely precious, the sum of the cores of the earth the size of two eggs can make any sword, and it is not enough to make a dagger. At the beginning, the blue sea essence was also made into a sword blade.

The answer was a soft sword, and at the last moment, Qin Ming bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood from his heart, spraying it on the sword body. Suddenly a puff of white smoke came out.

The sword was formed, with a red line of blood from head to tail, like a gossamer.

"What's wrong with you?" Lan exclaimed, looking distressed and concerned, "I don't want you to do this for me." ”

"It's fine, but that's the only way I'm reassured. Qin Ming stuck out his tongue, and the wound healed quickly, and said.

Drawing the sword from the forge like a slender red snake.

"But how do you use such a soft sword?" said the old man on the side suddenly, Renault didn't pay attention at first, but now he found that he looked a little excited, but he still held back.

The owner of this trading house, a great blacksmith who is hard to find a sword, is also a rare great magician, and a magic tool manufacturing master recognized by the magician union.

Any name can crush him to death, even if he is a sixth-level knight, there is no chance of turning over.

Qin Ming grabbed the sword in his hand, and the software was like a spiritual snake, dancing out of the air one after another sword flowers, and with a slight stroke, a pair of armor in the distance suddenly became halved, and the forging platform behind it also suffered.

"This sword will be called the red line from now on. Qin Ming gave the sword to Lan, and only he knew what it meant.

Then he looked at the old man and said, "It's a pity that you have gone in vain, and I really don't have the core of the earth in my hands." ”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "Where, I am content to see the birth of such a sword, the old man is good at practicing such a sword, and the core of the earth has also been ruined in my hands." Shirin, don't apologize to the guests yet. ”

He reprimanded again, it was the shopkeeper who brought him over, this little action, Qin Ming naturally knew it clearly.

"This is my nephew, who has been negligent in discipline, which is really offended. The old man said to the two.

Qin Ming waved his hand and said, "No, I was going to invite you over." ”

"Hmm. The old man was not surprised that someone wanted to see him.

Qin Ming took out some more things, some huge scales, and a few skins.

The shopkeeper didn't think there was anything, in his opinion, it was some Warcraft materials, but his uncle had already jumped up from the chair and rubbed a piece of scales on his hand.

"This is the scale of a dragon, and it must be from an adult dragon, judging by the magic above, it should be a mutant of the water element, an ice dragon or a snow dragon. ”

In this way, Renault and Norton can't help but think of the dragon in Ron City.

"Have you refined these things before?" Qin Ming asked.

"I've helped some friends refine similar materials before. The last time I saw it was the same group of madmen from the Spartan Empire ten years ago, who caught a sacred silver dragon and took out some of the scales for auction. ”

The old man stroked the dragon scales with one hand, as if looking at a priceless treasure, which was much easier to refine than the core of the earth. And the core refining of the earth is also prone to problems, and this possibility is much smaller.

"Okay, I'd like to make a scabbard for this sword out of dragon skin, and make it into a belt. Then use the scales to make four sets of armor, the kind that is divided into two armors, the kind of inner and outer armor, can you do it?" Qin Ming asked.

Hearing this, the old man immediately stood up: "Naturally, if you can't do this, the old man will smash his own signboard." ”

He looked a little excited, and he still clutched a dragon scale in his hand.

"Well, then the price is a problem. Before Qin Ming finished speaking, the old man waved his hand.

"It's just a handiwork, what's there to charge for. He said this, but he didn't know how many people had pulled out a lot of gold coins for this craft. But by saying this, he also proved that he was indeed a craftsman, not a complete merchant. For craftsmen, what they do is what they do.

Qin Ming didn't like to owe favors, and said: "That's not good, these should be extra materials, just give it to you, it's the cost of these two swords, you have to accept this." ”

This time the old man did not refuse, and Lan left Allen's address. The two pondered the time and agreed that it would be completed on that day, so that the second knight of the shop, that is, Shirin, would send it to them.

This time, the four of them left the place through the teleportation array. Shirin walked up to the old man and asked, "Uncle, do you really want to do a good job for them?"

The old man, the Great Foundry, suddenly laughed: "It seems that I have indeed been less disciplined to you recently, not only is I rude, but even my brain is gone, have you ever seen anyone who can melt the core of the earth? and refine such a good sword." Use your own brain to think about it. I want to hit their idea too. ”

After saying that, he hugged the dragon scales and began to drum.

Qin Ming walked out of the shop and happened to run into Clay coming out of the auction. He had a new sword pinned to his waist, not much worse than the one that was broken by Qin Ming.

"A sword bought with 300,000 gold coins, I hope it can barely be enough. When he said this, he was actually speaking to Renault and Norton.

Qin Ming still gave Clay face in front of the two, and he wanted to further defend it. Qin Ming didn't feel it at all, and took Lan directly into the car of the Demon Beast.

Clay noticed that both Renault and Norton had an extra sword at their waists, and asked, "Did you buy a sword too?"

"No, it was sent by Brother Qin Ming. Norton replied honestly.

Remembering that Qin Ming was worried about the thousand gold coins, Clay estimated that he was not wealthy, so he pulled out his sword and said:

"I'll see, how this sword is, compare and compare. Won't interrupt it. ”

So he put his sword sideways, took his new sword and put it on it, and with a snap, a gap appeared in his new sword.

Clay was a little flustered and wanted to ask what was going on?

Norton asked, "What about the sword?"

Clay put away his sword, looked at Norton, and said vaguely, "It's a lot worse than mine, but it's okay, let's go." ”

He returned the sword to Norton and looked at Renault, who looked at each other, Renault took the sword from his waist and asked, "Do you want to test it?"

"No, no. Clay hurriedly said and got into the car.