The hall was boiling and there was a sensation.

Especially a group of old men, gathered around Qiao Dashan, looking at the weapons in his hands, eager to grab them and take them for themselves.

The spirit of the instrument represents the highest achievement of a refiner, a rare artifact that is rare in a hundred years, and it was refined by Wu Gongzi casually, this, this is really .......

"Goo-dong!"

Qiao Dashan swallowed the gauze in one gulp, his face turned red, and he looked at the phantom in the air: "You, who are you? My daughter-in-law doesn't know me so well......

Du Tiesheng came running around, pointed to the phantom and explained: "General Qiao, this is your brother, your baby, your daughter-in-law, the instrument spirit derived from the black iron spear, hehe, you sent it!"

While he was talking, Du Tiesheng secretly touched the black spear, and the slippery, icy feel made him want to stop.

As everyone thought, why don't you just put down this Qiao Dashan and snatch the weapon?

"Hey, old man, don't touch me, you obscene old thing, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, get away!" Phantom scolded unceremoniously.

Du Tiesheng shrank his neck in fright, and timidly returned to the crowd, in front of the noble and sacred spirit, he was an apprentice, with a very modest mentality, he did not dare to exceed half a point.

Because, this is the lifelong goal of all refiners, it is their faith.

"Machine Spirit, are you Lao Hei's Machine Spirit?" Qiao Dashan finally reacted and shouted, his shocked hand not knowing where to put it.

Old Black, naturally the name of the Black Iron Spear, is very kind, very smooth, and also very similar to a dog.

Although Qiao Dashan is stupid, the name of the machine spirit is like thunder, and he knows very well what it means.

This means that, from then on, he has a weapon with a common mind.

When facing the enemy, you don't have to work hard, how to fight, the weapons are faster than him, and when you encounter danger, you can automatically protect the master, etc., and the benefits are endless in the last three days and three nights.

Thinking about this, Qiao Dashan was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and immediately pounced on Wu Feng, gave him a fierce bear hug, and cried: "Benefactor, thank you for saving my brother, Entong reinvent, worship me, Old Qiao, I am really blind, you are really a master, woo woo woo ....."

What a sincere general......

Wu Feng sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "General Qiao, your old black is not only repaired as before, it is harder, but because of the existence of the machine spirit, it has also evolved a kind of supernatural power......"

"Poof!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Tiesheng squirted out a mouthful of tea.

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His face was shocked, and he dodged the spear in front of them, looking like crazy: "Boy, really? It really evolved into a supernatural power!?"

Qiao Dashan is ignorant, what is supernatural power, can you eat it?

Wu Feng was taken aback by him: "Uncle Shi, Lao Hei's spiritual sense is already very mature, so under my tempering, it has evolved a kind of weapon supernatural power, as long as it is contaminated with blood, it can absorb the essence of the other party and replenish itself, so that it can be automatically repaired, and with the accumulation of essence, it can also evolve into a harder material......"

Quiet.

Hearing this, the hall was quiet again, and the needle drop could be heard.

Everyone was breathing heavily and their eyes were red, even Ji Wuwu.

To put it sadly, even if his personal weapon is now a dead thing, he doesn't even have a weapon spirit, let alone any supernatural powers......

A weapon that can absorb the essence of the enemy's blood and evolve, which is tantamount to a general who has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, is tantamount to adding wings to a tiger, and the more he fights, the more fierce he becomes!

Not surprisingly, Qiao Dashan felt a pair of wolf-like eyes wandering around.

He hugged the iron spear in fright, and leaned against the corner of the wall, for fear that someone would rob him.

Seriously, everyone really wanted to grab it.

However, the master who can refine the instrument spirit is right in front of him, what are you grabbing, can't you just let him refine it?

First, several generals squeezed out of the crowd, with tears in their eyes, and came to Wu Feng's side pitifully: "Ask Master Wu for mercy and help me become a spirit with my weapon!!"

Wu Feng did not refuse to come, they were all soldiers who defended the country, and he was also relieved to be able to do something for them, and said at the moment: "It's easy to say, I will definitely refine the weapons of the generals, but if there are good materials, I can also help you add them, preferably above the sixth order, because this will help the growth of the instrument spirit." ”

This knowledge was all told to him by Lao Hei, as a mature machine spirit, he must have an innate sense, and it knows at a glance what is good for it.

On the side, Qiao Dashan held the iron spear, kissed excitedly, splashed saliva, and said some sad and tearful words, all of which have been difficult over the years.

Lao Hei surprisingly didn't bear him, but listened quietly, from time to time to say a sentence or two about how it was back then, and then the two laughed together, the scene was touching.

At first glance, the generals were even more excited.

Who wouldn't want to say a few words to an old guy who has been with him for many years.

are all close partners who were born and died together, weapons and people have become one, closer than relatives, it doesn't matter if you don't have magical powers, as long as you can say a few words with yourself, talk a few words back then, then you will be content.

"Wu Gongzi, please help......"

"Wu Gongzi, you must let my old friend speak, my son has died on the battlefield, and I will live by it for the rest of my life....."

The generals were all so loud that they couldn't cover their mouths at all.

Ji Wuwu was just in a routine meeting, discussing the recent situation with the generals, so most of the generals still stayed in the palace.

As soon as the news spread, it was not just a fryer, the pot was about to overturn, and all the generals rushed towards the fire workshop, and the water blocked inside and outside could not be leaked, surrounding Wu Feng in the middle, it was like the stars holding the moon.

Ji Wuwu coughed and roared loudly: "Give me silence, remember, you are the general of Longwu, what is it like to be so noisy, Master Wu can't run, all line up for me, queue up, this is the moment to reflect my Longwu spirit, have you forgotten what I usually teach you, learn from me, look at me, how I do it!"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, all the generals lowered their heads.

looked ashamed, consciously stopped shouting, stepped aside, obediently lined up, and looked forward.

Yes, he still calls himself a general, and he can't even be as calm as water, which is really a negative grace.

Look at His Majesty, in the face of such temptation, still standing still, the style of the leader is sufficient, it is really embarrassing for me.....

Seeing that the generals were like this, Ji Wuwu nodded with satisfaction: "Well, this is my Longwu general!"

As he spoke, he decisively cut into the front line, and impatiently drew his saber with a courteous expression.

"Virtuous son-in-law, it's all your own family, let's refine it for me first......"

Wu Feng: ".........."

Generals: "..........."