In the Wentian Continent, the general foundry is divided into nine levels, but because most of the strength in the continent is determined by the strength of martial arts, this also makes the profession of foundry ignored, and few people will explore it deeply.

Foundries, with forging as their belief, they can forge a variety of treasures that assist in improving the strength of martial artists, but because of their huge consumption, it is impossible for a lone forger to go too far, but in some relatively large towns, empires and sects, there will still be a few casters more or less, and the treatment is also quite generous!

If the warrior is compared to the vast ocean, then the caster can only be regarded as a drop in the ocean, which shows how complex the conditions required are.

First of all, as a foundry, the most important thing is the 'hammer', and the second is the method of forging.

If there is any condition, it is 'fire', which is not a formal flame used by ordinary casters, but a soul fire that only godcasters have.

It can be said that it is difficult to produce a caster out of 10,000 people, and a divine caster with soul fire is estimated to not appear in 10,000 casters.

As for the 'hammer', this is a very unique tool for the caster, which belongs to the basic object that every caster must have, just like the hammer of an ordinary blacksmith, which is used to polish, fuse, and shape all the forging materials in the forging process.

However, it is not enough to have a 'craftsman's hammer', and a caster who does not have a unique forging technique cannot be called a caster in the true sense, because the forging technique of the caster is also used to assist the entire forging process, which is directly related to the quality of the forged things made.

Therefore, the two most important conditions for foundries are recognized by the Wentian Continent: the hammer and the technique.

And the Divine Casting Technique passed on by Bai Ling is attributed to the Divine Forger, and there is one more crucial factor: Soul Fire.

However, whether it is a caster or a god caster, it is inseparable from a foundation, that is, forging materials, which is the most basic condition, and it is useless without all kinds of good materials.

And because foundries can often only focus on forging, there is not much time that can be used for cultivation, which also makes it impossible for cultivation to keep up with the level of forging, so that foundries cannot be compared with the huge number of professions like alchemists and array talismans

Under these complex conditions, there are very few people who can become foundries, and in the case of not many foundries, some powerful weapons and objects are extremely expensive because the number is too scarce.

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At this moment, Duan Qingzheng stared at Bai Ling without blinking, and said in surprise: "It's so terrifying, then wouldn't I have no peaceful day when I learn, or I won't learn." ”

"Let me tell you, this divine casting technique is not much stronger than ordinary casting techniques, not only can it be forged, but it can also indirectly improve cultivation, how many people beg to learn I don't teach, and now you are not happy to let you learn it. Hearing Duan Qing's somewhat unhappy tone, Bai Ling suddenly glanced at him and muttered angrily.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the relationship was intentional, and she pretended to be dumbfounded, and suddenly scolded a few words in her heart.

Suddenly, Bai Ling's wit moved, he rolled his eyes, and said mysteriously: "Idiot, do you know the origin of this divine casting technique?"

And when Duan Qing saw her expression, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, he wouldn't be trapping himself again, pit himself.

After thinking for a while, he asked with some curiosity, "Could it be that you created it?"

"Giggles, you're really a fool, this divine casting technique can be said to have been created by me, but it can also be said that it was not created by me. Bai Lingjiao smiled and sold a pass.

"You know, before that very distant time, my sister and I were already ring spirits, and the Asking Immortal Ring originally came from this Wentian Continent, but no one ever knew its origin and who created it. ”

"As for the Divine Casting Technique, someone said at the time that this Immortal Ring was created by a certain being using the Divine Casting Technique, and was left in the void in the Great War, although what those guys said was not entirely right, but you don't have to care too much. ”

After speaking, Bai Ling looked up at the sky, she almost couldn't remember how long she had been in the ring, the outside world was still so memorable, squinting her eyes, spreading her arms, feeling this feeling a little greedily.

Then he turned his face sideways, and said with some seriousness: "I can't tell you some secrets about the Divine Casting Technique for the time being, and when the time comes, I will tell you everything I know." Tomorrow will start looking for the materials you need, and this first time, I will help you refine the sword you want, but you have to promise me that you will never reveal the magic to a second person. ”

Seeing this, Duan Qing didn't ask anymore, since Bai Ling said that it wasn't time yet, then he wouldn't lie to himself, nodded with a smile and said, "I believe in you." ”

It's a very simple sentence, but Duan Qing is really grateful to her, in the Duan family, except for Xiaokong, Xiaoyu and his father Duan Feichen, everyone else basically treats him as dispensable, and he likes this feeling of being cared for.

He is such a person, with a true temperament, if he is good to him, he will also treat others with sincerity.

"Alright, nerd, go back. Don't fall behind in your body refining martial arts, everyone in the world will do nothing in the end if you don't practice martial arts, who would have known that in those distant years, only those who were holy in the flesh were the strongest in heaven and earth. ”

"It seems that this Wentian Continent is getting more and more decayed. After speaking, he sighed a little lonely, and turned into a streamer and returned to the ring.

And Duan Qing was not surprised to see Bai Ling talking to herself, after all, she had also lived for so long, and she knew too much more about this continent than herself, but he was not discouraged, because he was the master of the choice of asking the immortal ring, if he couldn't become a real powerhouse with it in his hand, then he would just take the tofu and kill him.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, so I straightened up my clothes and ran towards the town.

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In the evening, the town of Luoyu is extremely lively, with people coming and going in the market, and vendors and shops are still selling all kinds of goods.

"Hey, this son, you see that my green grass can not only treat external injuries, but also have a significant effect on stimulating the acupoints, as long as three spars can be taken away, how about it?" A young man in a green shirt hanging a cloth bag peddled the items in his hand to the man in front of his stall.

The man was brightly dressed, and at first glance he was a child of a rich family, tilted his head and looked at the herbs in the vendor's hand, and asked in an indifferent tone: "Qingguang grass? You also need three spars for such a low-level spirit grass, and you don't want to think about Meng Bengongzi, a spar, sell it and make a deal, if you don't sell it, you can get it." ”

Hearing this, the peddler's face suddenly became a little ugly, although this Qingguang grass is indeed inferior to those medium-grade elixirs, but how to say that it is helpful for the second-stage martial artist to impact the third-stage, he also knew from the aura emitted by the rich boy in front of him that the other party was the second stage of body refining, so he would recommend this spirit grass, but he didn't want to be despised by the other party.

However, thinking that there might be some background behind the other party, he said weakly: "This." This is not very good, after all, for you, this spirit grass has a great effect, and the price is also the market price. ”

But as soon as the words fell, he regretted it a little, and saw the rich boy in front of him looking at him with a gloomy face, and then he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

After listening to the hawker's words, the rich boy sneered gloomily and said playfully: "Then according to what you mean, my cultivation is relatively low, right?"

"Let me tell you, no one in Falling Rain Town has dared to speak to me like this, a piece of spar, you have to sell it, you have to sell it if you don't sell it. ”

"That is, you don't inquire, who in Luoyu Town doesn't know our Beihong Gongzi, if you offend our young master, beware that you can't eat and walk around. The subordinate on the side followed and threatened.

Because this street is in the center of the market, there are a lot of people coming and going, and this quarrel also attracted the crowd to stop and watch, most of the people in this town naturally recognized the identity of the rich son at a glance, the third son of the North family in Luoyu Town, and he is so famous not because of how strong his cultivation is, on the contrary, Beihong's cultivation is very low, he has reached the age of eighteen, but he is still refining the second stage of cultivation.

Not only is his strength average, but his conduct is extremely poor, relying on the identity of the third son of the North Family, he is powerful in Luoyu Town, and no one dares to complain. Or they all understood this, and the crowd could only look at the hawker with the eyes of the appointment, and there was some sympathy in their hearts.

As soon as the hawker heard the other party's threatening words, he immediately trembled in fright: "This." This master, I'm just joking, and according to what you said, a spar is sold. ”

It is understandable for him to behave like this, he has no background, and his strength is not high, if the other party repeatedly makes things difficult for him, he has no chance to resist.

The same should be true for everyone else.

"No, I don't want to buy it now, you, now, give me this spirit grass obediently, and I won't pursue your rude words. Beihong crossed his hands on his chest and said with an arrogant smile.

Several subordinates around him suddenly threatened.

"That's it, hurry up and hand over the spirit grass, our son will spare your life. ”

"If you don't want to be beaten, hurry up, otherwise you will look good"

The peddler looked at it, his eyes were full of struggle, if he gave it, he might be able to survive, but he would definitely not make any money, and the spiritual grass he desperately got would also become someone else's; if he didn't give it, he was afraid that it would be even worse, he was just a peddler who refined his body, and he couldn't beat it, but he was afraid that he would be humiliated by the other party.

Gritted his teeth, closed his eyes helplessly, and stretched out the green grass in his hand to Beihong.

"That's right, I didn't like to ask you to sell me a spar, but now it's not obedient to give it to me, hahaha. Beihong looked at the vendor with a wild smile, and asked one of his subordinates to prepare to take the spirit grass away.

And at this moment, a figure rushed towards the subordinate like the wind, and just when the man's hand was about to touch the spirit grass, he snapped the subordinate wrist.

Everyone looked at the mysterious person who appeared in front of them with curiosity, dressed in rags, like a beggar.

The mysterious man was just coming back from outside the town, and he was about to go home, but he accidentally saw someone arguing in the bazaar, so he had been watching from the sidelines, and when Beihong led people to keep bullying the hawkers, he couldn't bear it anymore, and stopped him in an instant.

Duan Qing clasped the hand of the subordinate, exerted his strength slightly, and the subordinate who was in pain screamed for a while, turned his head, looked at Beihong with a smile, and said softly: "Are you too much." ”