Ferguson picked up an egg-sized pebble, broke a sword grass from not far away, and threw it in front of Luo Ning: "You only have one chance to use these two things to create the most powerful weapon possible! If you can do it, I will promise to take you in!" "What? How is this possible?"

The high elves who were watching exploded when they heard this!

"A piece of grass, a stone?!! how do you make a weapon out of these two things?!"

"This old man must be joking!"

"This young man is also pitiful! He, like us, has been deliberately troubled by this old man! Alas, what a hateful fellow!!"

"Well, let's give up! These two things can be easily pierced even by our ordinary bows and arrows, so what power can we talk about?"

......

Mikhail did not look down on Ronin as much as his compatriots did. Because he found that the Diamond Holy Dragon standing beside Luo Ning had a smile on his face, and there was both confidence and mockery in the smile!

Luo Ning seemed to not hear the slightest sound around him, he happily picked up the stones and sword grass and looked at them, thought for a moment before nodding and smiled, "No problem! I already have a preliminary idea! Since the old gentleman wants to test me, how can I just back down?!"

With that, Luo Ning took out the forging equipment from the spatial ring and skillfully lit the fire.

Luo Ning's forging skills rely on the skills given by the system, and they have nothing to do with the equipment. Therefore, the forging tools he commonly uses are common and common goods on the market.

Ferguson shook his head secretly after seeing these tools, and his expectations for Luo Ning were suddenly halved! After all, from his point of view, forging tools had a great impact on the quality of the final product! Luo Ning's tools were so ordinary, how could they forge a powerful enough weapon?

And when he saw Luo Ning's forging process, he sighed even more.

"Alas, it's a pity. I thought this was a little genius! It turned out to be a layman who didn't know anything, only knew how to talk big! What a forging master, this level is clearly not as good as an apprentice!" Ferguson shook his head secretly.

Luo Ning and the three of them walked out of the teleportation magic array and found themselves beside hundreds of high elves. A gray-haired, energetic, big-nosed old man sat crooked on a large rock not far away, squinting his eyes as if he was napping, not caring about the arrival of the three of them! Mikhail stared at Fania beside Ronin with a complicated expression, his eyes were filled with reverence and horror, and he seemed to be immersed in some distant memory, oblivious to the confusion in the eyes of the other High Elves.

Long before the Ju clan went to the Sky Furnace, Mikhail had told his compatriots that the Sky Forge had a special structure, and in the middle of the furnace surrounded by a thousand miles of fire, there was only one teleportation magic array that could be accessed.

And if you want to open up a new teleportation magic array, either you have to be as powerful as a demigod, or you have to achieve high enough achievements in spatial magic to break the spatial prohibitions scattered throughout the furnace. The three people who appeared in front of them at this time didn't seem to be very strong, but if it was about magical attainments, what kind of climate could a mere pair of human teenagers and men have, and it was even more impossible for the Nangu ape-man, who was known for his strong physical body.

"Hey, what the hell are you looking at, you elf, is there something dirty on my face?"

Fania said and turned her head, looking at Ronin for an inquiring look. After receiving the other party's denial answer, her face changed, and she said slightly angrily at Mikhail: "Why are you still staring at me! Also, your eyes are clearly looking at a giant dragon beast, right? The human form that I have worked so hard to maintain is really so terrifying in your eyes?!"

"Human form?!" The High Elves saw that Fania's pupils suddenly turned into two pitch-black vertical lines, and then they realized that the other party was not human, and began to whisper. Ferguson, who had been napping, rolled over, yawned casually and said: "A bunch of stupid pigs, they can't even recognize the Diamond Holy Dragon! And you, don't be ashamed there! This girl has just advanced to the Diamond Holy Dragon, and she has nothing to do with the evil dragon that destroyed the High Elf tribe!"

Mikhail was told that he was thinking about it, and his white and immaculate cheeks flushed with two reds: "Well, I, I understand! Mr. Ferguson......

Dulivan the Ape Man of the South Valley doesn't care what the two sides think, it has its own goals when it comes to the Sky Furnace!

"Hey, that's great, old man, you happen to be here!" said Dooleyvan, jumping up to Ferguson's side and dragging the old man up from the bluestone, causing the latter to roll his eyes.

"I ask you, how many generations has the current furnace keeper been, who is sitting on the Sky Throne, is it the son of Cowan or the son of Mirran?"

Ferguson was shocked when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice: "How do you know the name of the ancestor of the person in charge of the furnace?! There are only a handful of people who know about this, where did you hear the news?!"

"Hmph, I personally helped them guard the Sky Furnace for three months, and this kind of trivial matter can still be hidden from me?! Those waste blacksmiths are probably not as powerful as these two brothers combined! And their son is even more blue!! But if the other blacksmiths make a face, the position of the furnace leader will not be able to escape the hands of the two descendants."

Luo Ning smiled dumbly, secretly thinking that this Nangu ape man was born to be a guard, not only guarded the soul of the earth, but also helped the owner of the Sky Furnace to see the Sky Furnace!

Garuk turned around and scolded, "Hey, how do you talk....... Huh, huh, when did you catch up, and why didn't I see you?"

As soon as the old man known as Mr. Ferguson finished speaking, hundreds of heavily armed High Elves came out of the sword grass around him. Some of these high elves are carrying bows and arrows and daggers, some are holding oak staffs, and some are too young, tightly tugging on the corners of their parents' clothes, leaning on their parents' legs and secretly looking at the white-haired old man sitting on the boulder, trying to guess from the appearance why the elders have such respect for this red-faced human old man!!

Du Liwen scratched his cheeks and smiled: "Because you are timid! I have always hung on the tail of the big turtle! You can find me by taking two steps on its ass! But I say, you are really ruthless enough, and you don't take me with you when you leave! I am not a spiritual creature, the spiritual world has collapsed, can I survive?!"

Regardless of the equipment they were wearing, these High Elves all had long, sword-like pointed ears, round, clear eyes, and pale skin that was transparent enough to see blood vessels.