Looking at Ruo Xiaotian in front of him, the axe spirit asked solemnly. "Xiaotian, how did you meet the girl you saw last night?"

"Three years ago, I saved her once. Is there a problem? Ruo Xiaotian replied without hesitation. For the axe spirit, Ruo Xiaotian didn't need to hide anything, just like the axe spirit did for him.

"It's as simple as that?" stared at Ruo Xiaotian's eyes and asked suspiciously. After not seeing anything unusual, he said. "I could feel an artifact on her. You can't tell the difference between good and evil, so you have to be careful. ”

Nodding slightly, Ruo Xiaotian suddenly remembered a question and asked. "Master, didn't you say that there is a distinction between good and evil artifacts? Why do you know Emperor Blood Shitian and have a good relationship? ”

Axe Spirit smiled deeply at this question and explained. "Xiao Tian, the artifact divides good and evil when it is used against him, that is, when it is fighting. In normal times, can you tell whether a person is good or bad? Hehe, as for me and the little emperor, we have known each other before. When I was building the Immovable Blood, I didn't know that I could make an artifact. ”

At this moment, the voice of Emperor Blood's dissatisfaction sounded. "Okay, don't pull me in. What the hell are you going to do?"

When the words fell, Ruo Xiaotian and the axe spirit glanced at each other, and then the two laughed.

"Okay, Xiaotian, be careful when you meet that girl again, as for the transformation pill, there will be fate in the future. After the laughter, the axe spirit spoke seriously. Again. "Now, the most important thing for you is to improve. If yesterday, you have the strength of the Eight Rings Dizun, and we rob it hard, will anyone dare to stop it?"

Thinking about it, Ruo Xiaotian nodded approvingly.

He exhaled softly, forcibly suppressing the surging in his heart, and then the materials and production methods of the axe appeared.

The blood coagulation axe is a weapon and material used by first-class precepts, a century-old black iron, blood droplets, and coagulant liquid.

The information in my mind is all that comes to mind when I think of it.

If, after Xiaotian successfully built this weapon, then he has truly become a craftsman. With such an identity, walking anywhere in the Nazhi Cultivation Continent is extremely respected.

As for the distinction of the craftsman's level, it is required to be able to make weapons that are equal to the craftsman's level, which is only one of them. As we all know, each level of craftsmanship is divided into upper, middle and lower levels. The division between the upper, middle and lower is divided into the quality of making weapons, and the lower level is the ability to create ordinary weapons without special effects and special effects, and the middle is the spiritual weapon and the immortal weapon, so the upper is the last artifact.

The level of the advanced craftsman can be obtained as long as you can make the corresponding weapon. However, the level of advanced craftsmen is extremely demanding, not only must the materials be prepared by themselves, but also the invigilator must be by the side when forging.

There are very few artifact-quality weapons in this world, let alone the superior craftsmen.

The hand gently pulled out a bag from his waist, and when his mind was urging, it was the bag that opened a small mouth in vain. Then, of course, a gray light gradually flew out of the small mouth, and when it landed, the gray light dissipated, and it turned into a normal-sized craftsman's furnace.

"Master, you said that if I use an intermediate craftsman furnace to build it, will it be counterattacked?"

Looking at this unfamiliar craftsman's furnace, Ruo Xiaotian pursed his lips, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. Immediately, his gaze shifted to the axe spirit and asked cautiously.

Shaking his head, the axe spirit smiled coldly, and turned into a red ray and entered the former's body. In vain, Ruo Xiaotian's body glowed with black light again.

Cracked his mouth smiled, his little head nodded with satisfaction, and his mind was urging, and on the side, the quiet hundred-year-old Xuantie, after being silent for a while, floated in vain.

When the dark iron floated, Ruo Xiaotian also began to move.

The hand is naturally placed on the chest, and after a slight bend, the body stiffens in vain. Then, he pulled out a magnificent axe from his chest. When the axe showed its head, a burst of bright light burst out. As if complaining about the former, I didn't think of him until now.

Holding the Ice and Fire Howling Axe in his hand, a familiar power spread throughout his body. The corners of Ruoxiaotian's mouth were slightly raised, and when he held it, the confidence in his body spread in vain throughout his body.

With a flick of his fingers, a red light flew into the craftsman's furnace. After a slight silence, the gray smith's furnace burst into flames. And the hundred-year-old black iron floating in mid-air is inside. He knew that the moment of truth had come.

The power of the soul entered the craftsman's furnace like a flood. When it was clear, Ruo Xiaotian looked around in surprise.

Now he felt like he had come to a fiery world. In that world, a piece of dark iron floats there. At this time, it was obvious that the axe in his hand shook in vain. Then the axe's words rang out.

"Xiaotian, remember, what you see now is everything in the craftsman's furnace. Use your soul power and the Howling Axe to forge the dark iron in front of you. The assessment begins now. ”

He nodded solemnly, and a thick confidence appeared on his face.

The power of the soul moved, and with the information in his mind, he began to forge the dark iron on the side. Unconsciously, he didn't even know that the Sky Screaming Axe in his hand was out of his hand.

Then, in the fiery red air, a magnificent axe appeared, and with the urging of the power of Ruoxiaotian's soul, the axe began to cut, split, chop, and sharpen the dark iron with a tricky angle and peaceful strength.

Time passed like this, and the soul was silent in the furnace, not feeling the passage of time in the outside world. If it weren't for the movement of the axe in the air, I would have thought that time would have stopped here.

The sun slowly set into the sky. The demonic beasts that came out to forage for food also came and left one after another. In the quiet forest, the next wave of foraging monsters quietly came here again.

Warcraft are naturally extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment, and even if a needle lands on the ground, they can sense that this is in that direction.

Looking around vigilantly, those demonic beasts lowered their heads again, looking for food that satisfied them. And this is, not far away, there is a touch of weirdness.

The black-clothed young man naturally stood there quietly, his eyes closed like a Buddha statue, and he didn't move. Behind the boy was a small green vial, slowly rising in the air. It was as if something was pulling it into the craftsman's furnace. Then.

"Knock"

It was just a voice, and all the monsters around it foraging for food dispersed in terror. Compared to foraging, nature is life-threatening. Even those who don't want to run away with their legs.

This green vial is naturally the last material for Ruo Xiaotian to forge the blood condensation axe, the coagulant liquid.

Such a sound, of course he knew it when he was silent in the craftsman's furnace. However, there was not the slightest fear on his face. As expected, he still stood there indifferently, commanding the axes in the air, and fell together.

"Okay?" his lips moved slightly, his eyes fixed on the heavily changed darkiron.

The current dark iron has been forged into the shape of an axe by the axe controlled by the former. The original gray body was also burned into fiery red in this flame. Looking at the axe in the air, it must have been completed. And Ruo Xiaotian's brows were still wrinkled.

"It's a little bit closer, it's going to be successful. ”

As he spoke, the former wrapped his soul around the axe again and wiped it out of the iron. And the face was changed from indifference just now to a kind of attention.

When the axe removed the excess black iron, Ruo Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief. There is one last step to come.

Press down on the ease of your heart. The power of the soul was wrapped in the dark iron, and at this moment, a pool of white liquid appeared out of thin air on the top of the dark iron, and fell towards the dark iron along with the soul power of the former.

Wrapped in soul power and white liquid, the dark iron shrank together like a mouse seeing a cat. What is surprising is that here you can also see some white gas in the fiery red sky, slowly coming out. Soon, as the soul power and liquid dissipated, the axe appeared in a different form in the furnace.

Earth, the closed eyes slowly opened. When the dark eyes shone brightly, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth. Staring at the blood on his hands, he smiled bitterly. Road.

"It seems that my own strength can't control the intermediate craftsman furnace. Fortunately, I passed the assessment this time. ”

The palm of his hand slapped the craftsman's stove case, and he whispered 'out'. In the craftsman's furnace, a red figure flew out.

The figure stopped, his face instantly welled up with satisfaction, looking at the blood condensation axe in front of him, he knew that the foundation laid by the axe spirit for him in the past few years was indelible.

A soul power wrapped the axe, and the message came to mind.

Blood Clotting Axe, Level: Level 10 Ringer, Quality: General Weapon, Blessing Damage: 10% of the User, Special Effect: Change of Hand, Stunt: None, Durability: 300, Number of Repair Failures: None.

His face was filled with excitement, and his chin was raised, waiting for the praise of the axe spirit.

And the latter, seeing Ruo Xiaotian's expression, smiled in vain. It seems that the foundation laid for him over the years has been very useful. When I thought of the diminutive figures, I was familiar with their melting points and the points of contact with the fine iron every day. A burst of warmth welled up in my heart. Over the years, even if he repeated one thing day after day, the young man did not show any signs of boredom.

Of course, for the former's results today, the axe spirit praised it without hesitation.

"Xiaotian, yes, you have lived up to what your teacher has taught you in the past few years. Well, now, you have become a true craftsman. Congratulations. When you return to the Zhixiu Continent one day, go find a craftsman guild to get a sign. ”

Nodding slightly, Ruo Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The mood calmed down, and then I felt that even with the protection of the breath of the axe spirit, I was also attacked by the craftsman's furnace.

He felt like the meridians in his body were crawling and biting with ants. There is some pain in this itching, which makes Ruoxiaotian's face smile and bitterness.

Looking at the former's expression, the axe spirit smiled, and the moment he patted the former's hand, he knew the former's physical condition. After frowning a few times, he said.

"It's okay, Xiaotian, go back to the cave and circle the imperial weapon for a few big weeks, you will have unexpected results. ”

A wicked smile appeared on the axe spirit's face, and when the former saw it, he was numb in his back. He knew that this expression predicted that he would be treated 'severely'.

Looking at Ruo Xiaotian who was leaving, the axe spirit's eyes narrowed slightly, looking in one direction. Then he said something out of bounds.

"Tianji Pavilion, wait for me. ”