The blue-blue fireball in Chu Tian's soul house struggled to transform itself into a transparent color and disappeared into the black soul house.

It was hesitating, as if it was thinking about whether to approach the burning man Chutian.

Now, the ratio of the fireball to the burning man is very ridiculous, the blue-blue fireball is as big as the eye of a needle, and the burning man Chutian is like a lying elephant. If it gets closer, maybe it will only be a moment, and the blue-blue fireball will be swallowed by the burning man Chu Tian, and there will not even be any scum left.

However, the red fire on the body of the burning man Chu Tian turned crimson in color, as if the coal was burning to the end, which should be the reason why the body was severely damaged, and the soul was also a little weakened.

The burning man Chu Tian had been sleeping deeply, unaware of the blue-blue fireball that was hidden.

Finally, the hidden blue fireball decided to get close to the burning man Chu Tian and try it.

Step by step. The teal fireball was very careful, and although it was the size of a needle's eye, it floated silently and unnoticeably, but it was still very slow. It can be said that he is more cautious than the scheming third uncle Chu Honghai.

When the blue-blue fireball walked out of about half the distance from the corner of the soul house, the burning man Chu Tian suddenly turned over.

The blue-blue fireball suddenly stopped, and slowly fell to the ground, it was still a transparent color, as if there was nothing in the dark, and it was super small, even if it ran over its body, it would not be noticed in any way, but it did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

After waiting for an hour, the blue-blue fireball floated up again, approaching the burning man Chutian.

But the burning man Chu Tian suddenly snorted, and the frightened blue-blue fireball stopped again, and then fell vertically.

If you toss and turn again, it will be dawn, and Chutian will wake up. The blue-blue fireball had to give up.

Chu Tian, the fire man in the soul house, stretched his waist and said something really comfortable, then turned into a streamer and disappeared.

"This little thief, is it impossible and impossible to perceive my existence, he doesn't have this ability, even if he gets a lot of my soul power and memories, it's impossible. After all, all the core things, when he was about to devour, I rescued them and kept them for myself. The blue fireball thought unwillingly.

The teal fireball was once again hidden in a corner of the Soul House, silent, waiting for the next opportunity.

In reality, Chu Tian opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth, with a hint of a smile, and a hint of ruthlessness, if the 10,000-year-old demon could see the ruthlessness on Chu Tian's face, he would find that such a fierce face was the same as himself.

"When I woke up, my body was half better, and the recovery speed was awesome. Chu Tian checked himself and praised himself without hesitation.

Indeed, with such a serious injury, even a cultivator of the True Yuan Realm might not be able to move for ten days and a half months, but he was only one night, and he was able to move without hindrance.

He has been very resistant to beating since he was a child, even if he was injured by Chu Zhixiong, Chu Zhibao and others, he would be alive the next day.

Fortunately, thanks to his inexplicable super recovery ability, otherwise, he might have been beaten to death when he was a child.

The blue-blue fireball that was silent in his soul house seemed to have heard Chu Tian's words, and he trembled twice with anger.

"This little thief, damn it, must let his soul fly away, and then I will use this body. The teal fireball finally thought.

Chu Tian simply cleaned up and walked towards Haizhou City. The old mansion has been emptied by other Chu families, and the family has been separated over the years, and it has also been walled in many places and needs to be dredged again.

After entering Haizhou City, he first went to the labor market, hired some bricklayers and miscellaneous personnel, and asked them to wait at the Chu family's old house, while he himself came to a blacksmith shop in the west of the city.

The blacksmith in the blacksmith shop is over fifty years old, ordinary in height, but very strong, with muscles like a fat, weighing more than 200 catties, and does not look fat.

Due to the perennial scorching of the charcoal fire, his skin was bronzed, almost the same color as the animal skin apron he carried.

His fingernails were covered with soot and looked a little unclean.

The blacksmith's surname is Ge, no one knows what his name is, they all call him Ge blacksmith, and after a long time, everyone is reduced to blacksmith, or Lao Tie.

Lao Tie's blacksmith shop is not big, and it is not in Haizhou City, and it is all small things, hoes and shovels of nearby farmers.

Sometimes, Chu Tian was beaten and took refuge in the blacksmith shop.

"Hey, little Tianzi, you're still alive. When the blacksmith saw Chu Tian, he greeted him with a smile.

"Thanks to you, it's not bad. Chu Tian rolled his eyes and said.

The blacksmith handed a large hammer to Chu Tian, then took out a piece of fiery iron from the furnace, struck it on it a few times with a small hammer, and began to guide.

Chu Tian raised the hammer and began to smash it, and the small hammer pointed there, and he hit wherever it went.

The blacksmith held a large clamp in his left hand, holding the fiery piece of iron, and the small hammer in his right hand was constantly guiding, and his mouth kept chatting: "Why didn't you come to hide during this time?"

Chu Tian sneered, kept smashing the hammer, and said, "It's a little trivial." ”

The blacksmith pouted: "You are seriously injured, is it a trivial matter?"

Chu Tian also pouted: "Then you still let me help you strike iron?"

"Being idle is also idle, and exercising helps with recovery. ”

"......" Chutian was speechless.

Under Chu Tian's knock, the iron piece began to take shape, and it was a ploughshare. When it was almost smashed, the blacksmith threw it into the furnace again, and then looked at Chu Tian.

"If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, since you are not beaten today, then you have something to come to me. The blacksmith said.

"Hey, an old blacksmith, Zhuge Liang, discerning. I've come to you, just something. "Chu Tiandao.

The blacksmith was silent, turned the fire, and waited for Chu Tian to continue. There is a big age gap between the two people, and the blacksmith is ten years older than Chu Tian's father, but the two of them can be regarded as old friends, so there is no need to say or ask a lot of things.

Chu Tian took off the ghost head knife from his back and said, "It looks quite bluffing, but it's not very easy." You change it for me. ”

The blacksmith took the ghost head knife and saw that it was one of the standard weapons commonly used in the cultivation world, a low-grade magic weapon, which could slightly carry vitality and improve combat effectiveness a little. There is no surprise in the shape of the ghost head knife, but the metal used is not bad, it is a two-star high-grade metal.

The weapons used by practitioners are divided into Fa, Spirit, Saint, Immortal, and Divine Weapons.

Dharma weapons, the equivalent is the teacher-level exercises.

Generally, ritual weapons are made of metal with less than two stars, and if you use metal with more than three stars, it is too wasteful.

Of course, two-star metal can also create spirit-level weapons.

However, the bearing capacity of the two-star metal is not enough, and the spirit weapon created wears out quickly, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, it is best to use the right metal and create the right level of weapon.

It's not that low-grade metal, but it's good to build high-grade weapons.

Everything, is to pay attention to a suitable.

The blacksmith thought for a moment and said, "You are a low-grade magic weapon, I will change it for you, but it will become an ordinary weapon." ”

Chu Tian glanced at the blacksmith: "You can carve a formation casually, won't it be over." ”

The blacksmith directly refused: "If you don't carve well, don't carve." I can change it for you, and if you have a chance, you can go to someone else to engrave it. ”

The blacksmith seems to be able to carve formations and improve the level of weapons, but for some reason, he doesn't make a move.

Chu Tian had no choice but to say, "Okay." I want to be fast, hard enough, tough enough. ”

As he spoke, Chu Tian picked up the iron furnace hammer, smoothed the sand, and drew the shape of a watermelon knife on the sand.

However, the knife drawn by Chu Tian is slightly different from the ordinary watermelon knife, the side with the blade is a little longer than the back of the knife, which is considered the tip of the knife, while the front of the watermelon knife is flush square and has no point. The handle is also longer, almost a foot, and can be used with both hands.

There is a lot of iron, charcoal, and sand in the blacksmith's shop.

Sometimes, sand is used to keep the metal warm, so that the metal blocks cool more slowly, so that the metal is more flexible and less likely to break.

So it's a breeze to get a sand painting or something.

The blacksmith looked at the figure drawn by Chu Tian and said, "The level of painting is good. This knife is good, easy to chop, and occasionally can be stabbed straight, simple but not simple. You're going to take the strong route, tsk. ”

Chu Tian pouted and said, "It's just very simple and easy to make." The current ghost head knife, in order to look good, makes it strange, and even the combat effectiveness can be ignored. This is the problem of singing and dancing for too long. ”

Nowadays, many cultivators wear swords and swords, not only for fighting, but also for good looks.

And the battle is a millimeter, if you give up some combat power for the sake of looking good, then when you really face life and death, you will often lose your life because of a small loss.

Regarding Chu Tian's statement, the blacksmith agreed: "Who says it's not, a bunch of big fools, pursuing bells and whistles all day long. ”

The blacksmith seemed to be feeling and complaining.

Because the things he built were easy to use but not good-looking, and the price was cheap, so few people built weapons, and the people who came to him were farmers in the neighborhood.

However, Chu Tian didn't bother to pierce it, he knew that the blacksmith was not too good to play, but he was just too lazy to do it.

The blacksmith said again: "Come on, I'll change it for you, but it will take ten days." ”

Chu Tian was puzzled: "So long?" He knew the strength of the blacksmith, so he just changed the ghost head knife to a watermelon knife, and it was estimated that it would take a day at most, and it would be done.

The blacksmith snorted, pointed to the hoes, shovels, plowshares, sickles and the like on the ground, and said: "Lao Tie, I am in the neighborhood, I am very popular, okay, now that spring is in spring, many farm tools have to be repaired, everyone is lined up, I can't cut you in line." ”

“...... I can't imagine that you are still very principled, why didn't you find it before? ”

"It must be. In the past, you were beaten and frightened, where did you have time to find out how powerful I was? The blacksmith beamed with pride.

Chu Tian trembled, stretched out a thumbs up, left quickly, walked a few steps, came back, and picked up the iron furnace hammer: "I haven't had a weapon in the past few days, so use it first." ”

The blacksmith's eyelids twitched twice, but he didn't speak.

"What, you don't want to?" asked Chu Tian.

Chu Tian's eyes widened, like an innocent deer, innocent, kind and beautiful.