The dark night sky, a crescent moon, hanging lonely in the air, the faint moonlight shining on the earth, a little lonely and powerless.

In the dark little forest, there is a slight fiery red light, beating lightly, bringing a trace of warm light to the silent night.

By the fire, the boy leaned against the trunk of a tree, biting the grass roots in his mouth, and a faint bitterness spread in his mouth.

Next to the young man, a hunchbacked old man dragged his chin with one hand and threw the firewood next to him into the fire with the other.

Counting today, Ruo Xiaotian and the old man have left Sol City for five days, and in the five days, the two of them have not found good materials, and the novelty of Ruo Xiaotian's first visit to the suburbs has gradually dissipated in these five days.

The old man had just thrown in a firewood, raised his eyelids lazily, glanced at Ruo Xiaotian, and said lightly, "What's wrong?" ”

Ruo Xiaotian nodded slightly, his eyes moved in the air, he spit out the grass roots in his mouth, sat up immediately, and asked suspiciously, "Master, is there no fine iron in this suburb?"

"Hehe, you can be a blacksmith, don't you have the stamina, you can't strike iron. The old man smiled and raised his middle finger at Ruo Xiaotian and sneered.

"Disrespectful for the old" suppressed his voice, Ruo Xiaotian whispered. Then he dragged a grass root from the side and put it in his mouth to chew.

The night gradually turned dark, and in a dark place, a small stone, glowing with a faint white light, reflected in the moonlight.

At this moment, a dark hand covered the stone, grabbed it and put it in his arms. When the night returned, the lonely moon shone on the earth with a faint light, while the ground was pitch black.

"Oh my God, come out this time and find you some materials for practice. The old man leaned against the tree and said something without a match.

"Oh, what are you looking for?" Ruo Xiaotian asked with a slight frown.

The old man smiled, swept his gaze over the darkness around him, and said slowly again, "Don't worry, he'll come later." ”

Ruo Xiaotian took a breath, glanced at the old man, and said in his heart, "I sold Guanzi again, and I still sold Guanzi that I don't know, it's really disrespectful to the old man" He despised it fiercely in his heart, and said nothing.

Just when Ruo Xiaotian despised the old man, there was a sound of hurried footsteps not far away.

"Haha, two, can you borrow a place and rest for the night. ”

A young man in his early twenties walked to the fire and sat down, the young man was quite handsome, his eyebrows were always shy, and his speech was polite, which made people feel good.

The old man was so lazy that he didn't even raise his head, but just mumbled, and the next sentence suddenly made the young man a little stunned.

"Little friend, can you give me the silver oil stone in your arms? ”

The young man frowned slightly, glanced at Ruoxiao Tianhou and asked puzzledly, "This old man, I don't understand what you just said." ”

The old man smiled knowingly, his dry palm slowly raised, his index finger pointed in one direction, and said, "Fang Cai, the silver oil stone you picked there, I guess there are still oil stains left by the silver oil stone there." Hehe, kid, do you want us to go and have a look?"

Silver oil stone, generally appears in muddy places, the whole body is white with weak light, because it is in that place all the year round, and it becomes greasy, it is the material used by general craftsmen to practice, and silver oil stone can also be used to grind into powder, it is called silver oil powder after grinding into powder, and it is a kind of accelerator added to create weapons, and the practicability is more extensive. But there are also 10 years, 100 years and 1000 years.

And the silver oil stone in the young man's hand is obviously an item made in a hundred years.

The young man's face suddenly became bitter, hesitated for a moment, and finally reluctantly took it out of his arms, handed it to the old man, and said sadly, "Old man, don't I just borrow a place to spend the night? Do you want to be so domineering?"

"Haha, little friend, you are so obedient, my old man doesn't want to owe anything to others, thank you in the future." The old man laughed.

I really didn't expect that the first material I found in the past five days was silver oil stone, for myself, this kind of thing is not to be pasted upside down, but for the little guy next to me, this is considered the best. Nodding in satisfaction. Only then did he look at the young man opposite.

"What's your name, little friend?" the old man asked, after a slight pause.

"I call me, I call me Xin Mingyang. The young man shifted his gaze several times, hesitated for a moment, and said softly.

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at the frightened young man opposite him with puzzled eyes, and hesitated, "You are the intermediate tungsten blacksmith in the city?"

Xin Mingyang scratched his head embarrassedly, and said a little shyly, "Grandpa, you are too exalted to me." ”

"What, intermediate tungsten blacksmith?" Ruo Xiaotian straightened up violently when he heard these words, looked at Xin Mingyang opposite, and asked again, "Are you an intermediate tungsten blacksmith?"

Xin Mingyang nodded in astonishment, opened his mouth and said timidly, "Little brother, what's wrong with me?"

Why is this Xin Mingyang so timid, but he is still an intermediate tungsten blacksmith, what year is this year? Is it the year of the ghost? The old man looked at Xin Mingyang and said secretly in his heart.

"It's okay, Brother Mingyang, how did you become a tungsten blacksmith?" Ruo Xiaotian's ass moved to Xin Mingyang's side, his small eyes widened, and he asked eagerly.

Xin Mingyang smiled, his chest straightened slightly, and when he talked about the process of becoming a craftsman, there was a faint pride in his voice, "My sect is Rare Earth Ridge, and the gallium blacksmith in Rare Earth Ridge is my master." I have been learning the art of making weapons since I was a child, and among my fellow brothers, my understanding is the worst, and my strength is the worst, and the teacher hopes that I can break through the ferro-tungsten level during this period of training, otherwise, the master will not let me go back. In the end, Fang Cai's pride gradually withered.

"Hey, it turns out that there is another down-and-out person" A word that did not match suddenly appeared in his mouth, which surprised Xin Mingyang and the old man. Ruo Xiaotian ignored it, sighed and continued, "Brother, it's okay, you will definitely be able to break through the tungsten blacksmith, I believe you." An encouraging look was cast at Xin Mingyang, who nodded slightly.

"Brother Xiaotian, you've just started learning the art of artifact making. Xin Mingyang asked with a smile.

"Artifact Creation, what is Artifact Creation?" Ruo Xiaotian frowned slightly. Asked.

"Stupid, it's just a building technique, I don't know how to do this and still be my apprentice. When the old man heard this, he scolded with some hatred that iron is not steel.

Looking at the old man's words, Xin Mingyang was stunned, quickly relieved himself, and explained, "Yes, what this old man said is right, the building technique is what I said about the artifact creation technique." ”

"Oh. Ruo Xiaotian nodded in understanding, ignored the old man, and immediately asked, "Brother Mingyang, where is the rare earth ridge?"

"Rare Earth Ridge, in the middle of the Moko Empire and the Fuhr Empire, is a neutral sect, the sect lives by building weapons, and dies by building weapons, in the past few hundred years, there have been a lot of divine weapons, and its reputation is also the Megatron Continent, for this reason, there are also the sects that are both good and evil come to seek competent weapons" As soon as he talked about his sect, Xin Mingyang's face suddenly smiled, and he introduced it to Ruo Xiaotian in detail.

The old man on the side shook his head, lay on the ground, closed his eyes and fell asleep.