"The Qingjian thing is easy to handle, it's just this Qingyun Sect's machine beast", Master Baiqiao said with a smile, his face was not very natural, but in the next second, he said something that surprised Yun Fan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I really don't know if I should say that you kid is lucky or unlucky."

"How do you say this?", Yun Fan was confused, not quite understanding what this bad old man meant.

"I don't understand", Master Baiqiao said with a solemn face: "If I were you, I wouldn't take this thing out and swagger at will, causing death."

"Kill yourself!", Yun Fan was taken aback, he never expected that the Minotaur who had accompanied him for a short time would have such a hidden danger.

"To put it seriously, that's true, but your kid is really lucky, it's hard to meet me here, otherwise one day someone will be killed, and you can only be a vain ghost", Master Baiqiao seemed to smile, with an unfathomable look on his face.

"The reason why I say this is because more than 100 years have passed since this incident, and the people who can recognize the origin of your machine beast are either perennial casting armor like me, or they are old and immortal antiques, and the probability of you encountering these two types of people is very low, so under normal circumstances, you are safe, but everything is in case, once this thing is recognized by some people, you will be killed."

"More than 100 years", Yun Fan muttered silently, his eyes flashed and said: "Dare to ask the master, what happened to the Qingyun Sect more than a hundred years ago?"

"What else can happen", Master Baiqiao turned around, put his hands behind his back, faced the blue sky, and said in an easy-going tone: "It's just the dispute between the sect's forces, since this matter has disappeared, and the Qingyun Sect no longer exists, why bother to add to your troubles, you just need to remember that you can't expose this beast in front of people who are proficient in casting techniques and old monsters who have advanced cultivation."

"The junior thanked the master for the mention", Yun Fan arched his hand, and secretly said that he needed to pay more attention in the future.

"If you really want to talk about it, the old man has to thank you kid", Master Baiqiao suddenly changed his words and said: " Qingyun Sect's Organ Beast Casting Technique is very exquisite, it is said that in the Qingyun Sect back then, there was a terrifying Organ Beast that surpassed the Tianyuan Realm, although the old man said that he also admired his casting technique, but it was still inferior to them, and now you brought this Organ Beast of the Qingyun Sect, and the grade is not low, it is very suitable for the old man's research, considering this, the old man can help you repair this Organ Beast for free, and if nothing else, it will be enhanced."

"Beyond the Heavenly Yuan Realm's Organ Beast!", Yun Fan's mind rumbled, all along, the Heavenly Yuan Realm cultivator was the strongest existence on the bright side, how terrifying it should be to surpass the Tian Yuan Realm, he couldn't imagine.

But the second half of Master Baiqiao's sentence made him overjoyed, and he hurriedly thanked him: "The younger generation has thanked the master."

"Thank you", Master Baiqiao's eyes were full of obsession, and he shook his head and said: "The old man has been obsessed with the art of casting all his life, for me, the most important thing is not the Yuan Stone, but the recognition of himself, if he can go to the next level in his lifetime, the old man will die without regrets."

"The master is high, the younger generation admires", Yun Fan said loudly, although the bad old man in front of him had a gray face and no master's demeanor, but his insight still made him admire in his heart.

Next, he threw out the meteorites harvested from the sky in the Huangshi Great Gobi, and after thinking about it, he took out high-grade casting materials such as amethysis and colored crystal sand, and handed them all over to the old man Baiqiao, he had a plan in his heart, with the help of so many high-quality forging materials, as well as the excellent casting skills of the old man, or it was really possible to transform the Falling Star Sword into a top-level treasure, thereby greatly enhancing his combat power.

"It takes a lot of time to reforge this sword, and you have to be more cautious in repairing the trap beasts of the Qingyun Sect, the old man needs to rest for a while, you kid can stay indoors, if you are really bored, you can also watch from the sidelines, such an opportunity, ordinary people can't get it even if they beg for a lifetime", the old man sat on the ground, closed his eyes and recuperated, as the chief casting master of the Shang Alliance, he knew the importance of mood and mental state.

After more than two hours, the old man slowly opened his eyes, full of energy, the divine light in his eyes surged, his right hand adsorbed many casting materials in mid-air out of thin air, and the breath on his body surged, and the rolling deep yellow yuan force gushed out, wrapping all the materials in.

The next moment, Yun Fan's face shook, and a trace of fiery color appeared in his eyes, only to see that in midair, the dark yellow yuan force rolled violently, turning into a raging flame.

Tianhe stone, starlight rock, and colored crystal sand all emitted a large amount of hot gas, liquefiing bit by bit.

"The fire of Yuan Li!", Yun Fan exclaimed in his heart, the power of flames is divided into several kinds, one is the flame of burning plants and trees, the most ordinary and ordinary, the other is the fire of minerals, used for forging and alchemy, generally speaking, the first two flames are more common, and the third is the fire of Yuan Li, which needs to be cultivated to a profound person to perform, this kind of flame is extremely powerful, if it is used to smelt equipment, not only is it faster, but the quality of the refined materials is also higher, as for the more unfathomable strange power flame, it is not something he can understand for the time being.

"What kind of cultivation is this bad old man?", Yun Fan muttered to himself, if you want to exert the fire of Yuan Force, you need to have at least the cultivation of the Yuan Yuan Realm, and you must condense the Yuan Force to a certain extent, even if it is a cultivator of the Tian Yuan Realm, there are only a few who can exert the Yuan Force Flame, which shows that the old man is not as simple as it seems.

The dark yellow flame scorched for two hours in a row, the old man Baiqiao still had a long breath, his face did not change color, he opened his mouth and sprayed, and a ball of extremely pure dark yellow yuan force joined the fire, like the wind helping the fire, and the flame suddenly rose.

"Get up!", Master Baiqiao pointed out the falling star sword beside him, turned into a green rainbow, and burrowed into the raging flames.

A large amount of white gas rose from the surface of the green sword, and then it was buried in the vigorous fire, and no sound came out.

Yun Fan looked at it for a long time, and couldn't see the slightest clue, he expected that the casting technique was as broad and profound as the way of the formation, how could he be able to see the fame for a while, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and breathed out the adjustment breath.

"Tian Yuan Realm Cultivator!", Gradually, Yun Fan confirmed his guess, the reason why the old man Baiqiao was able to support such a huge consumption was because the Tian Yuan Realm monk was centered on himself and communicated the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi for his own use.

Time passed minute by minute, and at a certain moment, the old man opened his mouth and swallowed the dark yellow flame in mid-air into his stomach, his face was not the slightest abnormal, and his eyes were still satisfied.

Sensing the movement, Yun Fan slowly opened his eyes, only to see that in mid-air, the Falling Star Sword had melted into a pulp, and the surface was covered with fine black impurities.

The old man blew a cold wind, and the fine black impurities flew away one after another, and after doing this, he had more than a dozen liquids in the air, among which there were dark cyan and dark black, all of which were in the form of various forging materials after smelting.

Under the control of the old man Baiqiao, these materials were integrated into the Falling Star Sword bit by bit, and the whole process was very long.

"Casting is really a meticulous work, not sloppy bit by bit", Yun Fan secretly praised, he felt that if he wanted to achieve something in a certain aspect, he would have to pay ten times or even a hundred times more effort than ordinary people to have the possibility of success.

In the second half of the night, as the last drop of liquid melted into the Falling Star Sword, the old man Baiqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't stop for seven or eight hours in a row, which made him a little tired.

"Condensation!", the old man exhaled lightly, and then his face tightened, and he didn't stop at all, and with a wave of his sleeve, a furnace shot out.

As soon as the furnace Ding appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality mountains poured in like a tsunami, the wind was endless, and the courtyard shook violently.

"Spirit weapon!", Yun Fan exclaimed, his heart pounding, only to see that the furnace was infused with a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, soaring several times, and swallowing the Falling Star Sword in one bite.

Spiritual weapons are only possessed by a few Tianyuan Realm cultivators who are highly cultivated, which shows that the status of the old man Baiqiao within the Shang Alliance is not low.