"This is a magic weapon, right?" Zhang Chao's pupils contracted, he didn't expect such a delicate thing to be really made by this rugged Lao Li himself?

If you just build some ordinary iron tools, you are in the ranks of blacksmiths, but if you are magic weapons, you are in the ranks of refining tools.

In other words, if the blacksmith's ability is improved, he is a forger.

However, the status and status of the blacksmith are much higher than those of the blacksmith, just like the gap between the emperor and the commoners.

"That's right, this is a magic weapon!" Lao Li nodded: "And it's a human-level magic weapon, called an agarwood burner, which can be burned with four-color crystals, and it is infinitely useful!"

"Human-level mid-grade magic weapon?" Zhang Chao raised his eyebrows.

He learned from his master that the magic weapon is roughly divided into heaven, earth, and human levels, and each level is divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.

This is the same as the hierarchy of things such as exercises and martial arts.

However, the definition of this division is very large, for example, some ironware made by blacksmiths, as long as the texture is complete, most of them can be regarded as human-level low-grade magic weapons, and it can even be said that they can be grabbed a lot.

But from the beginning of the human-level mid-grade magic weapon, it is not so casual to buy.

After all, the magic weapon of this level must be refined by a forger, and ordinary blacksmiths simply do not have that ability.

As for the four-color spar, it is a gift of nature between heaven and earth.

The spar, which originates from the underground and the mountains, absorbs the essence of the vitality between heaven and earth, and after countless thousands of years of precipitation and condensation, after being mined, it does not even need to be processed too much, so that the cultivator can absorb the vitality in it to supply his own cultivation.

Depending on the color, the quality of the spar is also different, so there is the saying of four-color spar.

White, blue, red, black.

Among them, white spars are the most common and are also made into crystal coins to use and circulate, while black is the rarest and can be called the best.

Needless to say, the effect of this incense burner is that the spar can be burned by special means, so that the vitality contained in it can be released to the maximum extent and turned into a mist, which is also more suitable for the human body to absorb, so as to achieve twice the result with half the effort in cultivation.

Judging from Zhang Chao's rebellious left eye, eighty-eight textures are carved in the incense burner, which are superimposed and interspersed with each other to form a small and delicate magic circle, which is the root of the magic of this object.

However, with only three days, with such a 'small apprentice' as him, plus a cripple with broken meridians, is it possible to complete this magic weapon?

"Victory or defeat is in this move, my meridians are broken, and I don't have Yuan Force, so I need to use your Yuan Force to complete the final steps, and I will teach you how to do it during the refining process!" Lao Li continued.

"I don't seem to have promised you yet, right?" Zhang Chao said a little depressedly: "Moreover, you didn't even tell me about this kind of thing, you didn't even tell me about the previous apprentices, I just came to apply, why did you choose me?"

"Fate!" Lao Li replied casually: "I don't have time to find other people, your face is relatively raw, it shouldn't be sent by those guys of the Iron Cooperative Society!

"Uh, believe in your eyesight, you can't look at the wrong person?" Zhang Chao's eyes twitched a few times, and he immediately thought of the knife face with an underbeaten face......

That's it......

"In short, if you help me in the past three days, I swear that I will never treat you badly, if you can't complete this agarwood burner before you die...... I'm afraid that I won't be blind if I die!" As he spoke, he took a hammer and handed it to Zhang Chao: "Just use this hammer to complete the next steps!"

As a result, Zhang Chao's whole body was shocked.

A strange sensation came from the right hand holding the hammer.

His left eye shimmered.

"This is ......" He was surprised to find that he couldn't see through the hammer!

Although the appearance of the hammer is very quaint and old, and it belongs to the kind of "garbage" that will not attract attention anywhere, but this is not the case!

In his left eye, he could barely see that in the hammer, there was a faint vein of light flickering, flickering, and with the flickering of this vein of light, the yuan force in his body was uncontrollably released, wrapped around his right hand, and a trace of it was integrated into the hammer!

It's as if this hammer has a soul, and it resonates with your own soul at this time!

"Sure enough, I just said I didn't look away! He's right, you're the person!" Seeing this, Lao Li's eyes widened and his breathing became short.

"What is he? Who am I?" Zhang Chao was confused: "By the way, what's going on with this hammer?

"I didn't know if it was a magic weapon before, but now I should be sure that it's a magic weapon!" Lao Li nodded, overjoyed and said: "Hahaha, it's really possible, it's really possible this time, my agarwood burner can be completely refined in three days!"

Premeditated, definitely premeditated!

Zhang Chao smelled a smell of conspiracy, and stared at Lao Li with a strange expression, wanting to see something in his eyes.

In the past, when he was on the mountain, whenever the Master wanted to do evil, he could always read something from the other person's eyes.

But this time he failed.

"How do you feel about this hammer?" asked Lao Li again.

"Well, it's very handy, much stronger than my original one!" Zhang Chao tried to swing the hammer a few times, each time mixed with the sound of breaking the air.

"Within three days, help me complete the agarwood burner, this hammer is yours!" Lao Li solemnly promised.

"Oh, so generous?" Zhang Chao raised his eyebrows, and immediately remembered Lao Li's words just now: "Hey, wait a minute, you seemed to say just now, you didn't know that this was a magic weapon before, that is to say...... This hammer has no effect in your hand?"

"Uh, hehe, count...... Sort of!" Lao Li blushed and laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Yes, this thing is waste in your hands, so you don't feel sorry for me, right?" Zhang Chao grinned, he didn't seem to take advantage of anything!

"Okay, in addition to this hammer, I'll give you one more thing!" Gritting his teeth, Lao Li seemed to have made a big decision, and took out a tattered manuscript from his arms and handed it to Zhang Chao.

""Hundred Flowers and Hammer Method"?" Zhang Chao glanced at a few twisted and crooked ancient characters on the cover, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This is the kind of hammer method that Lao Li used before?

Each stroke is precise and with the same force, making it the perfect thrashing technique!

"This is a fragment of refining tools that I accidentally got when I was young, it should only be the most basic tempering technique, and it is incomplete, my qualifications are dull, and I have only comprehended some of the fur in it for so many years, although I don't know what the quality of this set of exercises is, but I feel that it should be good, and it should be more than enough to use it as the salary to hire you, right?" When Lao Li said this, it was obvious that he had some pain in his flesh, and his heart was dripping blood.

"Gotcha! deal!" This fragment really made Zhang Chao's heart moved, he didn't need to think about it at all, and made a decision directly!

In this way, Zhang Chao was almost inexplicable, so he stayed here, and together with Lao Li, he began the final improvement work on the magic weapon incense burner.

Throughout the process, Zhang Chao benefited a lot.

Lao Li's guidance and experience in some aspects have taught him a lot of valuable knowledge.

In the past, on the mountain, the master only taught him some basic refining knowledge, and then let him beat every day to exercise the strength and precision of his arms, until he came down the mountain, and did not teach him too many deeper things.

And Lao Li was also shocked by Zhang Chao's comprehension and solid foundation, especially his control and distribution of Yuan Force, which was not at all like what a cultivator who only had the first layer of the Kaiyuan Realm could do.

No matter what he instructed Zhang Chao to do, he just said it, and then quickly mastered it, and he did it better than before he was injured, I don't know how many times!

The refining process was very smooth and progressing rapidly.

Just when Zhang Chao was indulging in refining the agarwood burner, three hundred miles away in the Black Cliff Mountain Range, two figures staggered into it.

The Black Cliff Mountain Range has a treacherous terrain, poor mountains and bad waters, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

In the sky above the main peak, Heiyan Peak, there is always a dark cloud covering, which does not disperse all year round.

This place is a place of great evil, within a radius of hundreds of miles, and no one mentions that it will not be frightened.

It is said that on this mountain, there lives a gang of extremely vicious gangsters, who are organized and disciplined, have a clear division of labor, and their sphere of influence covers a radius of hundreds of miles.

Murder and arson are like children playing at home for them, even if it is some official money, they dare to directly reach out and snatch it.

There have been many self-proclaimed righteous people who have come to crusade against these gangsters, but almost all of them have died here, and they can't shake the foundation of this gang of gangsters at all.

At the same time, in the Hall of Righteousness at the top of the Black Flame Peak, a huge chair was draped in a tiger skin, and a man was stepping on a skeleton on his feet, sitting on it with a hideous face.

He held a wine bowl in his hand, and several subordinates around him were waiting carefully, and a domineering aura emanated from him invisibly.

The most striking thing is that he has a scar on his face, which extends from the arch of his eyebrows on the left to the lower forehead on the right, twisted like a centipede.

Next to the seat, there was also a large bow, which was rusty and more than a person tall, if it weren't for the innate divine power, I am afraid that this bow would not be able to pull it apart at all.

"Great boss, you have to call the shots for me!" Just as this man had just taken a sip of the spirits, a guy with a big beard and a drooping right arm staggered up.

Behind him, there was also a cross-eyed, but it looked even more stupid, and his head was wrapped in a thick bandage, which at first glance looked like the zongzi had become sperm.

"What's wrong with you?" the man was stunned and handed the bowl to his subordinates.

"It's hard to say a word, alas!" the bearded man sighed and shook his head with a bitter look on his face.

And the cross-eyed behind him stared at the man for a long time, lowered his voice, and asked with a vigilant look: "Hey, are you also a groundhog?"