Three months have passed, Zhang Lingya has followed many monks behind her, and the most puzzling thing about going back and forth from south to north is that the monks of Dongyue are also refining weapons here. Not to mention the North Warehouse. There was finally only one person left in front of her, and her mood was also excited, and her uneasy heart was replaced by the excitement of this moment, and what surprised her even more was that there were 4 in a row today, so she and the next two also had points. Spent 100 pieces of lower grade spirit stones, took a pair of cards, and the person in charge took her into the kiln where she was.

Kiln No. 9, entering the heat wave inside. Looking at the refining utensils again, she was just about to enter, but she was stopped by a familiar voice behind her: "Senior Sister Zhang, you also come here to refine the tools."

Zhang Lingya turned her head to look over and said in surprise: "Tai Huajun, it's great, it's great to meet Uncle Shi here" Tai Hua's brows furrowed slightly, and he replied with a light smile: "Well, it's fate to meet here." ”

Zhang Lingya came back to her senses, she embarrassedly pinned her hair behind her ears and said, "Uncle Taihua, I have a request, I don't know if Uncle Taihua can agree." ’

"You say come and hear and see if I can do it"

Zhang Lingya was sure in her heart, Grandpa Song's friend would definitely not be worse and said: "Uncle Taihua, I only learned to hammer refining materials on the mountain before, and I am not proficient in the formation at all, I am also very good at forging, why don't we cooperate, I will help you beat the basic materials, forging and other heavy work, can you help me burn a formation in my natal magic weapon...... 'The more she spoke, the smoother it became, and a long list of things she had done under the acceptance of Elder Zhang of the Refining Peak also said it.

Tai Huajun agreed to Zhang Lingya's proposal after pondering for a long time. Follow Tai Huajun down to his kiln, I don't know much deeper than her kiln, the problem, the temperature of his kiln is extremely high, and the props used for refining gas in it are all provided by Tai Huajun himself, Zhang Lingya knows that she is stained with Uncle Taihua's light again, so she works more diligently and diligently, and quickly cleans up. But these Tai Huajun didn't see it in his eyes, he just said lightly: "I don't know what kind of natal magic weapon my senior sister wants to refine." Zhang Lingya said while busy, "Uncle Shi, I was refining a natal flying sword, and the glass sword that my master left me before was accidentally broken by me. ”

"Then you take out the materials and I'll take a look, and then make a decision" Zhang Lingya quickly took out 2 pieces of black ore, as well as the green stone, Tai Huajun looked very ordinary when he saw the black stone, but when he saw the green stone, his body trembled involuntarily, and he seemed to be very excited. Of course, Zhang Lingya can also feel these changes. Hesitantly asked, "Senior brother, do you know this green stone?" Taihua nodded.

He looked at the fist-sized green stone in his hand over and over again, and said for a while: "Senior sister, do you still have this stone?"

Zhang Lingya shook her head: "This is what my master gave me, let me refine the natal magic weapon, what's wrong uncle?"

"Nothing, it's just...... , the magic weapon I refined lacks a little bit of the essence of this stone. I don't know how to use this material."

"Uncle Shi, I don't know how to use it, since Uncle Shi lacks the essence of this stone, then use less on my natal magic weapon, cut off half of it for Uncle Shi, you see how it is"

"I don't need that much, I just need a little bit of energy"

Feng Qing jumped out of Zhang Lingya at this time, Tai Huajun was shocked and surprised, "Phoenix, it's great, even the flame crystal is not lacking"

Tai Huajun seemed excited, and Zhang Lingya heard it inexplicably, but her intuition told her that it was a good thing. Feng Qing rolled his eyes and walked out of the kiln avoiding the chicken, Tai Huajun said: "Let your phoenix go underground to find a few flame crystals, I just have a prototype in my heart, the Fire Sword, and I have enough materials Uncle I have here." He seemed very happy to say that.

Zhang Lingya repeatedly instructed Feng Qing, don't drop the chain this time, don't go against me, it's related to your master's natal magic weapon. Feng Qing didn't respond, and went down to the bottom of the Flame Mountain by himself. Zhang Lingya didn't know the bottom of her heart, she went up and down, and she was also distracted from her work to pass on the news to Fengqing.

Tai Huajun was also surprised by Zhang Lingya's method of beating the raw materials, after purification, the key was to feel the faint purple qi, no wonder Old Man Zhang forced her to take her as an apprentice. Zhang Lingya was beating her own two stones, obviously with a lot of effort, but no matter how she beat it, no trace of essence would leak out, and she couldn't beat out the impurities in the key. So she thought of a way, that is, to smelt at the mouth of the fire, in the beating, she waited in the cave for a long time, the stone was still the same stone, there was no sign of melting, Zhang Lingya was a little annoyed. Simply smelted the two pieces together, where did she wait, this time she found that the two black stones automatically fused into one in the flames, so her eyes lit up, and she immediately took them out and beat them for smelting, back and forth I don't know how many times, the impurities in the impression were not tempered clean, but they were filled with a lot of purple gas.

Tai Huajun was also shocked when he saw this scene, but he was also relieved, he had never encountered the green marble of his junior sister in the entire continent, let alone this black stone. The material is left with the flame crystal, Zhang Lingya urged again and again, Feng Qing finally replied impatiently, don't worry, I will bring a few pieces in a while.

After a while, Feng Qing walked in without stepping and spit out a few spars from his mouth, this time the spar was not like the spar that was closed in the sect last time, and the energy was obviously much higher. Tai Huajun picked up one of the flame crystals, was overjoyed, and ordered Zhang Lingya to temper these flame crystals and start refining. This time, Zhang Lingya was smart and threw a storage bag directly to Feng Qing, and said: 'Now you and I are both vagabonds, take a few more, and we can sell them on the market in the future'

Zhang Lingya also worked very hard, Tai Huajun no longer meditated leisurely, and carved it carefully, he constantly conceived a lot of formations in his mind, nodded for a while, shook his head for a while, Zhang Lingya was idle on the side, and could only stare at Tai Huajun. Maybe after watching it for a long time, I feel that Tai Huajun is really handsome, no wonder the older the man is, the more mature he is, the more durable and tasteful he is. Unconsciously fascinated, she looked at it like this, Tai Huajun also looked at her in his spare time and smiled gently, Zhang Lingya shivered, and finally sobered up, secretly scolding himself for being a pervert.

The burning formation is not something that can be completed in a day or two, plus Feng Qing seems to have disappeared, bored, she walked out of the luxurious kiln where they were, and unconsciously paced another luxurious kiln, she didn't dare to use her divine sense to penetrate, just by listening with her ears, she could hear an old man laughing wildly, and the cracking sound of the stove crackling. Zhang Lingya shuddered and immediately returned to the kiln where Tai Huajun was.

After a few more days, Tai Huajun finally finished burning one, he threw it to Zhang Lingya, beat it carefully, and handed it to Zhang Lingya, Zhang Lingya was familiar with it one by one, and imitated it repeatedly, Tai Huajun said: "It's okay, this is not my natal magic weapon, you don't have to care too much." Zhang Lingya felt a lot relieved when she heard this, but she was still nervous, and she began to temper when she was ready. 48 hammers, hammer to the extreme is 108 hammers, she kept hammering hard, hammered to 99 hammers, buzzed famous, floated in mid-air with flame crystals, red flames overflowed.

Tai Huajun put down the work in his hand, and immediately got up and began to shape, Zhang Lingya didn't know what kind of shape Tai Huajun wanted to shape, she stared without blinking. A drop of donated blood slipped from between his fingers, and instantly penetrated into the red object, Tai Huajun wrapped it with spiritual power and sent it into the furnace, and his divine sense controlled the smelting speed, and after another 3 days, a red sword like fire flew out of the furnace, and the slightest spark was endless. Tai Huajun explained: 'You wait here and I'll come when I go'

Without waiting for Zhang Lingya to nod, Tai Huajun disappeared into the kiln. Zhang Lingya had no choice but to look left and right, she didn't know anything now, she could only do rough work. Quietly waiting for Tai Huajun to arrive. Half a day passed like this, Taihuajun Shi Shiran came in, and his mood naturally went without saying, and it was written on his face. He estimated that he was also excited about himself, and began to work on Zhang Lingya's natal magic weapon, and it took a whole month to portray Zhang Lingya's natal magic weapon. Hammering Zhang Lingya thought that he used the strength of milk to beat, but there was no result of embryonic birth like last time, Taihuajun saw that Zhang Lingya was obviously exhausted, he picked up the hammer and began to hammer.

2 people for one for one for the beating, the time has passed quite long, this day Zhang Lingya is angry, she doesn't care, apply the internal exercises to see, such a dry tempering seems to be not good, so the purple qi wrapped around the body, slowly injected into the black ball, refining qi hammering, a hammer is 81 times, second, third, just like this, when her spiritual power seems to be overdrawn clean, the black object is finally bright, the red flame is restrained, and the trace of purple gas lingers, Tai Huajun was dumbfounded, and said in a deep voice: "Take the blood of the heart"

Isn't it blood on the tip of the tongue When Zhang Lingya was puzzled, she did so, her heart shook, a drop of essence blood went deeper, and the light immediately converged.

"Use the divine sense to control the furnace" one by one. Zhang Lingya carefully controlled the fire, "Use your mind to control the molding" Zhang Lingya heard Tai Huajun's order, and she began to think about the shape of the master's glass sword. How did you think of the broken sword unconsciously. Immediately shake your head, you must think of a sword. And so back and forth, time passed, and the black object just didn't form. Tai Huajun was obviously also very concerned, and then said helplessly: "What you think is not in line with its heart."

The first time he heard such a statement, Tai Huajun continued: "Heaven and earth give birth to all things are spiritual, and since this is shaped by us, it naturally has its own spirituality, you try to communicate with its heart, and see it as he wishes. Zhang Lingya can only do so, her divine sense is basically running out now, and she can't afford it anymore, so she slowly calmed down in her heart, trying to communicate, once or twice, she longed to get a flying sword in her heart, as for what it looks like, you decide for yourself, thinking back and forth, maybe you put in your sincerity, and began to slowly dissolve, a black and bright flying sword jumped out of the furnace, and the slightest flame was swallowed.

Tai Huajun shouted, "Come with me."

After speaking, he didn't care about it, and pulled Zhang Lingya out of the kiln, on an empty land, there was an unkempt old man standing in the center of the platform made of four dragon pillars, holding something in his hand, laughing more than once, attracting countless people to watch.