Wen Fan injected the golden element into the long sword, this time, the effect of the golden element on the long sword was more obvious, the dark light of the sword body flowed, and the entire forging room was covered by the light emitted by the sword body, and several excited faces were almost crazy in the light of the long sword.

Wen Fan felt that this long sword would definitely surpass the previous long sword, after all, he had never forged a weapon. And this time, a few real top craftsmen took action, and they were only doing elemental forging for the longsword at the last moment.

A Divine Blade was born!

The long sword passed in the hands of the six old men, and no matter which one picked up the long sword, they all looked solemn.

"Boss Mo, we are old, it seems that there is a heaven outside the sky, this kid is only seventeen years old, so what should his master do? A first-order superlative and a sixth-order superlative in one day, isn't this already a miracle!"

It was the lovely old man who was wearing pants and leaking out of his half-shaven cheeks, his face was full of fanaticism, and his eyes looked at Wen Fan as if he had met his first love.

"Wen Fan, how did you do it? What ability did you use in the end? Why did this happen? The old man has been dedicated to this for decades, but he has never seen the process of creating a superb weapon so simple! All top craftsmen must have attained extremely deep attainments in the cultivation of the fire attribute, but Shi Cai has never seen you use the fire attribute to bless the weapon! Could it be that your master has mastered different forging methods?"

Mo Tiexin's series of reasons made Wen Fan not know how to answer, and it can be seen that Wen Fan's weapon forging process was completely beyond the scope of his cognition.

"Uh--well, well, according to what my master said, the birth of a weapon is the brainchild of a craftsman, and it is a process in which a craftsman endows his soul with it, and this process must have love!

Wen Fan lazily explained, and directly talked nonsense. But what Wen Fan never expected was that these old men were like, believing, and believing.

Several old men lowered their heads, thoughtfully, and after a while, several people raised their heads a little dejectedly, showing shame on their faces.

"Unexpectedly, the highest state of forging is love! That's right, it's love! And we have just exhausted all kinds of forging techniques, and we have already tried all kinds of good iron in the world! But we can only reach the best sixth order! And what we lack is love!"

Mo Tiexin said, tears flashed in his eyes, and in the end, he was a little choked. The other five also nodded silently and burst into tears.

Wen Fan was dumbfounded, how is this good, he just told a lie casually, these old men are moved like this, what a group of old fools! In the future, if they turn around, they will have to tear themselves apart, the situation is not good, and they must flash people quickly!

"That, seniors, Wen Fan only understands so much, I have also demonstrated it to you, and the juniors will leave. ”

"Wait a minute, Wen Fan, Eh, Master Wen, if you have ambitions, you are not old, and you have no ambitions to live a hundred years old, Master Wen should not call himself a junior in front of us, I am really ashamed. The old man has a reluctant request, and he also asks Master Wen to agree!"

What?Master Wen?This old man is really good enough to call himself like that!

"Ah, if there is anything to say, if the younger generation can do it, he will definitely not refuse. ”

Wen Fan originally used other people's places to complete a great and promising experiment, and told a lot of lies to deceive others, and he also felt some guilt in his heart.

"Master Wen, in recent years, there have been no good seedlings in my Divine Craftsman Alliance, and in a few years, we old ones will not be able to do it, and the Divine Craftsman Alliance will no longer be the Divine Craftsman Alliance. Please don't refuse, Master Wen!"

Mo Tiexin's request is not a particularly difficult thing to do, but every force will have its own opponents, even enemies, and joining a force means that it has an inseparable interest relationship with this force.

Wen Fan heard Mo Tiexin solemnly say this request, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, which cultivator is willing to do this kind of drudgery, so there are fewer and fewer forging masters, and the future prospects are worrying, the six old men looked at themselves pitifully, and it was not easy to refuse.

"Senior Mo, seniors, I agreed to your request, I will come here as long as I have time in the future, by the way, please prepare a forging room for me, and prepare more rare metals, the more the better, okay?"

"Ah, great, don't worry, as long as Master Wen comes, we will fully cooperate with Master Wen, there is no problem at all! ”

Seeing that Wen Fan agreed, several old men let out a sigh of relief, and the joy in their expressions was not concealed at all.

"Well, yes, then the junior will leave. ”

Wen Fan came out of the Divine Craftsman Alliance, the sky was already dark, there were few pedestrians on the streets, Wen Fan walked alone on the streets of the imperial capital, thinking about forging weapons, and unconsciously took the wrong road and walked into a dead end.

As soon as he turned around and returned to his original path, he suddenly sensed a strong pressure, which made Wen Fan feel very dangerous, and his heart immediately became alert and protected his whole body.

"I was able to find out, it seems that you really have some ability, but it's useless, you will die today, it's a pity to be so young......"

A hoarse voice appeared in front of Wen Fan, and the person who came was dressed in black clothes at night, which was especially weird in the dark, and the person who came had not finished speaking, and had already shot!

Wen Fan has never been so afraid of today, extreme fear, strong pressure forced Wen Fan in a cold sweat, the strength of the person who came was very strong, far more than himself!

Why? His true strength is already the peak of the Nine Layers of Polar Gang Qi, what kind of strength can make him feel like this?

The voices of three people appeared in Wen Fan's mind at the same time, they were the voices of Leng Xiang, Xiao Wu and Huo Huan, and there was only one word! Run!

However, it was not possible to run. Nima, is this just the time to die here? Wen Fan was already desperate in his heart.

Wen Fan only saw that a huge black skeleton had rushed in front of him, and the skeleton's hands each held a giant axe and slashed towards Wen Fan, the skeleton had no life at all, and the empty eye sockets were permeated with the breath of death.

To be continued