On a small hillside, in the distance, there was a simple shed, with a relatively new plaque hanging outside, on which was a simple painting of a forging hammer leaning against the furnace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nanfeng was overjoyed, and it was indeed a refining shop.

It wasn't until he approached the refining shop that the stupid man saw the sloppy old man dozing off the threshold, his heart trembled, and he walked in quietly on tiptoe.

It wasn't until I sat at the table and drank a glass of cold boiled water that I remembered the girl who came with me.

The stupid man couldn't help but feel anxious. I thought too much about it all the way before, and I forgot to remind the girl who came with me. What if the old man had some bad idea? It's enough to have yourself trapped here!

Hurriedly put down the cup, and was about to go out. I heard a crisp voice.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" The dumb man sighed in his heart, and a wave of self-reproach rose. But he still looks expressionless, like a nerd.

The sleepy old man's eyes flashed, his ears twitched, and he snorted coldly in his heart, [Count you idiot lucky!] If you dare to do something bad to Lao Tzu, although you haven't done it, you have to make a note! 】

Hearing the crisp female voice, my heart was happy, but I pretended to be weak and greeted the south wind.

"Yes! This guest, what do you want to buy? The rough voice carried the gentleness of the old man for a long time. The southerly wind favorability is on the next level. It seems that this shopkeeper has a good temperament.

Out of fear of the old man, the stupid man didn't dare to run out and say that there was only that kind of fish scale breastplate in this store. I learned it on my own. This old man is a liar who can't even forge nails.

"Excuse me, are you hiring here?"

Seeing that his goddess was about to fall into the clutches of the devil, the stupid man immediately became anxious, put down the cup, no, he had to remind her. It's a big deal, and I'll be beaten up after the incident.

Just as he was about to stand up, a dark shadow enveloped him, black tentacles trapped his limbs, covering his mouth and nose.

"Hey, if you want to hurt me, there's no door. The old man has been waiting here for half a year, and the bad is in the hands of your kid, but it can't be done. The old man's muffled words rang in his ears.

The dumb man only now realized that since the morning, the old man had been sitting on the threshold, as if waiting for someone. I can't help but feel a chill down my spine. He sat down in a daze. No more rebellion.

"Little girl, I'm only a forger, forging is manual work, don't come to play tricks on the old man." The old man looked skeptical. A look of distrust floated in his drooping eyelids, sweeping the south wind up and down. Meaning, you are such a delicate girl, you don't look like you are doing this.

The old man on the opposite side had messy white hair, and his black robe was embroidered with dark green patterns, which was so complicated that it made people dizzy. The chest is dirty and reflective, the face is full of folds, age spots and spots, and a very thin mouth with a faint purple red.

I couldn't feel his cultivation, but I didn't feel any malice. On this island, craftsmen such as alchemists and forgers have always been scarce, resulting in a pathological admiration, and no one will openly oppose them unless they have to.

Because the earliest camp was located in the border area, there was no such serious worship psychology, but along the way, she deepened her understanding and gained a little more confidence in her own safety.

Nanfeng has a good impression of him, although she can't stand his sloppiness, but she has always put her needs first. Decided to use his skills to convince his boss, hoping to get a place to stay.

"Okay, you'll know if you've seen it." Nanfeng confidently rolled up his sleeves, "Look at me to try my hand, let you see, hire me, it's definitely worth the money." ”

Nanfeng approached the shop, this shop is very well equipped, a complete set of various tools, especially the row of various types of anvils in the corner, all have very high-end formations, and it is even more itchy.

It seems that this shop is strong, and he is secretly determined to try to stay here, and strive to be able to borrow their resources to forge spiritual weapons. It is imperative to advance to an intermediate forging master.

Even if she has been wandering in the area where the aura is thin, now she is in the middle and late stage of foundation building, and under the cultivation of the heart, the forging ability has improved especially quickly, and the comprehension of the sword technique has also reached a higher level. In a desperate struggle, based on long-term forging experience and unremitting knife practice, he condensed his own sword heart. This made her pay more attention to blacksmithing.

Art is close to the Tao, and there are thousands of arts, but the Tao is universal.

Picking up an ordinary Xinggang stone, Nanfeng put it in the furnace. Seeing that she picked up the thousands of catties of mine so easily, the sloppy old man's eyes flashed with envy, but in an instant, a joy rose.

Nanfeng felt strange, glanced back, only to see him looking at himself expectantly, and turned back to forge with his heart. The old man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this girl is a keen person. I can't help but be even more happy.

The stone is very hard and has a hint of starlight. Ore is very common, but it is impossible for the average person to smelt it, let alone use it to forge items.

The commonly used way is to take out a little bit, through the soaking of various potions, used to outline the pattern on the item, after this kind of technology processing items, the pattern is not easy to break, strong and stable, as a family heirloom can be passed down from generation to generation.

However, there is another method, in a short period of time, after 9,999 layers of forging, there will be a moment when it becomes soft and easy to mold. The spiritual weapon forged by this method has a spiritual power resonance of nearly one hundred, which can be said to be a rare divine weapon.

However, very few people have been able to forge the Xinggang Stone so many times, and most of them have failed on the way. Upon failure, the stone will shatter into powder and no longer possess its properties. For most people, in order to avoid waste, they don't touch this kind of thing.

At this time, Nanfeng chose this in order to show his true ability. This old man's cultivation is impenetrable and sloppy, but Nanfeng keenly feels his shrewdness.

The old man has a lot of theoretical knowledge, and when he saw the Xinggang Stone she picked up, he immediately knew her plans.

When the south wind forges, it is full of a magical sense of rhythm, and at the same time, ten forging hammers are operated, and they fall in a staggered manner, and the spiritual power controls the Xinggang stone to flip just right. One layer, two layers, slowly stacked. The more he got later, the more nervous the old man became.

Soon, the Xinggang stone became red, and Nanfeng picked up the seal carving pen, quickly carved a complex set of arrays, and then quickly shaped into a short dagger with a simple shape. Soon, the stone became snow-white and transparent, and through the firelight, you could see faint patterns, and when your fingers brushed it, a refreshing coolness reached the bottom of your heart.

Nanfeng placed the dagger on the table aside and motioned for the old man to check.

The old man was fascinated by it, and picked up the dagger and looked at it again. Gradually, a huge smile bloomed on his face.

Nanfeng saw his smile and knew that he had passed the test, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Hahaha!! But let the old man wait!! ”

However, things are not all smooth sailing. This is a fate that she can't change. Before Nanfeng lost consciousness, he only saw the old man's hideous face and a low "Ah! ”

The old man's wide sleeves swept casually, and the whole hillside was as if no one had ever come. Everything, including the two poor men, was put away in their sleeves.

The old man laughed wildly and walked away.

When the people nearby heard the sound and went out, they saw the green grass and weeping willow hill, and touched their heads suspiciously, only to thunder in the middle of the night. Everyone went home and closed the doors and windows, and they didn't remember that there was a shop there, and that stupid guy who could only say a word.

Nearly two years of freedom and happiness have come to an end again.