The cultivation of the elder is definitely not only a saint level, he can actually see through his own heart. Could it be that Elder Taishang is too?

If this is really the case, then Elder Taishang is inevitably too terrifying, Lin Han felt that he was a little blindsided all of a sudden, if Elder Taishang heard his heart, then he should know where his Ancient Dan Fang came from, but he never asked himself, is it because for him, Boya's existence is not dangerous at all?

"Boy, be focused when you refine your weapon! Who made you cranky! Seeing that Lin Han's fugue was too empty, the old man held the wicker in his hand and pulled it down without thinking.

This draw is not an ordinary draw, but an attack with spiritual power.

Poor Lin Han was twitched, and the skin on his back soon opened.

He gasped in pain, but he was still strong and composed, picked up the hammer, and struck the iron piece on the forging table.

"The strength is weak, go on! Hard! Knock with all your might! "The old man is full of disgust, is this not eating or what's wrong, he has no strength at all.

Lin Han clenched the hammer in his hand and struck it heavily, and this time, sparks flew everywhere.

"Wait, master." Lin Han suddenly thought of something, "Shouldn't this piece of iron be forged after it is burned red in the fire?" Hit it directly, and I won't be able to change its shape even if I hammer it to death, okay! "Haven't you ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run? Lin Han glanced back at the old man in confusion.

"The principle of forging magic tools is different from ordinary iron tools, which must be beaten first and then burned. I'll do it for you. The old man took the hammer from Lin Han's hand, Lin Hanyuan was still worried that it would be cold when the old man finished beating the daylily for a thousand times, he never thought that the old man was really jaw-dropping in terms of refining, and Lin Han simply admired the five bodies to the ground.

Not only did the old man finish the thousand beatings in a few minutes, but the piece of iron actually bent directly under his hammering. Then he threw the piece of iron into the furnace and then applied his own flame. Lin Han found that the color of his flame was fiery red, that color was very pure, and when he applied the flame, Lin Han realized that not only alchemy required strong spiritual power, but also refining weapons.

After the iron piece was burned red, the old man took out the iron piece again and beat it.

Lin Han was dazzled by this process, and when the old man finished forging, a thin needle as thin as a hair appeared in the old man's calloused hand.

"My Heavenly ......" Lin Han exclaimed, he actually forged such a large piece of iron into a thin needle, how did he do it?

"In time, if you follow my process and can keep up with the rhythm completely, you can be considered to have entered the door, and now you come. Speed and power have to keep up. Begin! Compared with the free-range teaching of the Qing Holy Son, the strictness of the elder refreshed Lin Han's cognition of the strict teacher.

When everything was over, Lin Han almost crawled out of the space.

That's not all, it's covered in wicker scars, what a miserable word.

After leaving the space, Lin Han buried his head and fell asleep, until a rapid knock on the door sounded, and Lin Han woke up from his sleep suddenly.

How many years has he not slept such a good night, after opening his eyes, Lin Han found that his body was very sore, and there was a throbbing sensation on his body from time to time.

Looking down at his torn clothes and scars all over his body, Lin Han took out an elixir and put it in his mouth.

"Who?" After taking the pill, Lin Han felt much better, so he got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened the door.

"Senior brother, the master called me to go to you for morning class." It turned out to be Lin Ruoqian.

"Morning class?" Lin Han looked sleepy-eyed, obviously not reacting.

Master, what kind of moth is this?

"Yes, morning class! The master said that we can't slack off in our alchemy, and asked the senior brother to come over and have a morning class with everyone. Lin Ruoqian told Lin Han the words of the Holy Son of Qing 1510.

"Okay, you wait for me." Lin Han nodded, closed the door, and then changed the torn clothes on his body with a thought.

"Let's go!" Opening the door, Lin Han had already changed into a dark colored robe.

This dark color robe made Lin Han more and more noble and cold, Lin Ruoqian's eyes were a little confused, and she was stupidly stunned in place and did not react.

Lin Han didn't pay attention to her and walked out.

It wasn't until Lin Han walked away that Lin Ruoqian reacted.

"Senior brother, wait for me!" Lin Ruoqian followed with a pink color like peach blossoms on her face.

The two brothers and sisters walked on the mountain path of Qingsheng Mountain one after the other, and the fresh air in the early morning was also particularly refreshing.

When they arrived at their destination, they found that everyone had already arrived, and it was just the two of them.

"What is this place?" Lin Han realized that he hadn't even visited this small Qingsheng Mountain, and Lin Ruoqian took him to a very strange place.

There are small towers that emit a strong firelight, and most of these small towers are shaped like long alchemy furnaces.

"The master said that an alchemist must not only be able to play with fire, but also be able to become friends with ordinary fire, which is a test. Good morning, junior brother! Senior Brother Ah Sen walked out of the crowd and answered Lin Han's question.

"Uh...... "What the hell is this theory?"

"Communicating with the flames can improve the alchemist's spiritual power, which only an alchemist can do. Little junior brother, you pick a tower you like. The elder brother made a gesture of please.

Lin Han is helpless, it's all on this, can you still say no?

Nodding, Lin Han casually picked a small tower.

Unlike other small towers, the spiritual power in this small tower is extraordinary, giving people a very strange feeling. And this fire is dark blue, and it is different from other flames.

"Senior brother! That's a wild fire! It's the fire spirit that was suppressed here by our dean, are you sure you want to communicate with it? After seeing the fire tower that Lin Han chose, Ah Sen was frightened.

"Hellfire?" Lin Han smiled, he was still saying, can he have a way to continue to fuse the Dark Fire? I didn't expect to give one to myself.

"The dean is so tight about this Hellfire Baby, no one in our Alchemy Academy has been able to subdue it. Even Elder Ni Xiang, who had returned from the tribulation, had never subdued him. The dean said that this is the treasure of the town, and told us to respect it. "To put it bluntly, you can't accept it, you can only watch it.

Lin Han nodded, but he actually already had his own plans in his heart.