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"I'm a craftsman. ”

Wang Hao did not deny it, he could feel that the old man in front of him had no malicious intent.

Niu Niu pouted and said, "Grandpa, even the god king-level god craftsman has not been able to make it, this guy is unreliable at first glance, we don't have many thorn seeds, but we can't let him spoil it." ”

Wang Hao heard two messages in Niuniu's words.

First, the old man wanted him to help build an artifact.

Second, this artifact can't even be created by a god-king-level divine craftsman.

In the nine realms of the God Realm, the God King is already an extremely great existence, much stronger than the current Wang Hao, whether it is the strength of the realm or the understanding of the Divine Craftsman.

Wang Hao asked rhetorically, "Since even a god-king-level divine craftsman can't do it, what can I do?"

The old man smiled and said: "This artifact, don't say that the god king-level god craftsman, even if the god emperor level or even the god emperor-level god craftsman comes, it may not be able to do it, but only you can." ”

"I'm the only one, why?"

The old man laughed twice, "Because you are a man destined to become the king of all gods, it would be too disappointing if this thing was difficult for you." ”

Wang Hao's expression became solemn, about the person who was the prophecy of the King of All Gods, only the people in the Yama Hall knew, how did this old man know?

"Don't be curious, this prophecy has been circulated in one hundred and eight divine domains. The old man stroked his beard, "The Supreme Dragon God is the twelfth supreme god of the Dragon Teng God Domain, and after his death, the new successor is the son of prophecy.

When you first made a move, I felt the power of the Supreme Dragon God, and there was a sword righteousness that was far from what your realm could bear, if we guessed wrong, it should be the power of the Supreme Sword God.

Possession of two ...... And even more of the supreme lineage...... If these are not children of prophecy, then I can't believe how terrible children of prophecy are. ”

Wang Hao believed the old man's words, but he always felt that the old man was hiding something.

"What artifact do you want me to help you with?"

"A hammer, a hammer of thorns. ”

Wang Hao glanced at Niuniu next to the old man, this hammer was made for this little girl.

The old man asked, "How is it, will you help me, the old man?"

Wang Hao didn't immediately agree, but asked, "What can I get?"

"It's a bit stingy to ask for benefits first, this is not like the appearance of a child of prophecy. ”

"I never do anything at a loss, and if I want to help, I will be paid to my satisfaction. ”

Niu Niu stomped her feet: "Grandpa, we don't need him!"

The old man became serious: "I can make you a Divine Pill Master, how about this reward?"

Wang Hao's face was pale, when he was in the mortal world, the knowledge of refining and seal runes he had accumulated made him easily become a master and a master in the god realm, but only alchemy, but he could never find a way out.

Wang Hao secretly said in his heart: "How did he know that I wanted to become a Divine Pill Master, could it be a coincidence?"

Anyway, Wang Hao is very excited about this condition.

"Deal. ”

A smile reappeared on the old man's face, "Please come with me." ”

The old man raised his feet and walked towards the depths of the land of thorns, Niuniu glanced at Wang Hao, followed the old man, and chased after him with a sledgehammer.

Miraculously, when the two of them advanced, the thorns in front of them would automatically flash to both sides.

The old man seemed to be walking, but the degree was surprisingly fast, Niuniu was carrying a sledgehammer to catch up behind, it seemed to be a little difficult, as for Wang Hao, it was easy.

Niuniu looked at Wang Hao very dissatisfiedly along the way, but she had to admit that just from the rush on the road, Wang Hao was really stronger than her.

The three of them galloped and soon came to a thatched hut.

Niu Niu still put the hammer in front of the thatched house, and with a bang, a few straws fell from the thatched house.

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth twitched, if this little girl tried three more points, the house would probably collapse.

He followed the old man and Niuniu into the thatched hut, which was very simple, with only a bed, a table and chairs, and a large chest.

"Niuniu, go and bring the seed of thorns. ”

Niuniu walked unhappily to the big box, opened the box, and took out a small brocade bag.

She walked up to Wang Hao and lifted the small brocade bag.

"This is our last seed of thorns, and if you break it, I won't spare you. ”

Wang Hao took it, and after opening the small brocade bag, he now had three black seeds the size of a mirin in the bag.

"This is the seed of thorns?"

The old man explained: "Niuniu and I have planted a large field of thorns here for these seeds.

After the thorns bloom, they only bear seeds once every 800 years, but the thorn seeds that can be used to refine artifacts are one in ten thousand.

Niuniu and I stayed here for 2,400 years before we got together 300 seeds, we have found many craftsmen, but they have failed, and if you also fail, we will have to wait 600 years before we get new seeds. ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a piece of yellow leather paper from the divine realm.

"This is the forging blueprint of the Hammer of Thorns, you are a god craftsman, you must be able to understand it. ”

Wang Hao took the drawing and opened it to see that it was the forging drawing of the Hammer of Thorns.

The drawings recorded in detail how to refine the Thorn Hammer, which was so detailed that even a god-level craftsman could understand it.

Wang Hao took the drawings and fell into deep thought, he now, this Thorn Hammer does not have a quality level, but if it is to be successfully refined, its strength is not weaker than that of a god-level artifact.

All the other refining steps were not too difficult for Wang Hao.

There is only one thing, but in the evolution of Wang Hao's mind, it keeps failing-let the seeds of thorns sprout!

The Thorn Hammer is made from countless thorns, and it is a living artifact that must be infused with a "soul" in order to wield its true power.

Only by letting the seed of thorns sprout can the refining of the hammer of thorns be completed!

The old man didn't disturb Wang Hao's thinking, and pulled Niuniu out of the thatched house quietly.

Niu Niu asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, can he really do it?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "He must be able to do it, if he wants to completely fuse the One Hundred and Eight Divine Domains, he must have the ability to make the Divine Tree spread all over the Divine Realm.

He had failed, so that's why we're here to help him. ”

Niuniu said worriedly: "Grandpa, can history really be changed?"

The old man's face was serious, "Of course you can!"

......

Wang Hao, who was in the thatched house, had fallen into a state of obsession, and he was constantly simulating in his mind that he would inject divine power into the thorn seed and let it take root.

In his mind, he poured divine power into the seed, the seed shell moved lightly, and then ...... Burn to ashes!

"Failed again?"

Wang Hao couldn't remember that this was the first hundreds of failures, and the divine power injected into the seed of thorns, even if there was a little more, the seed of thorns would be burned to the ground.

If he infuses less divine power...... The seed of thorns will never react again, and will become a dead seed.

"When I first hatched the seeds of the Divine Tree, I didn't have to work so hard. ”

Wang Hao's character of not admitting defeat made him try...... Try...... Try!

He didn't realize that these attempts had made him constantly improve his ability to control divine power.

One-day ...... Three-day ...... Decameron...... 100 days!

Wang Hao had completely forgotten the passage of time, and when he woke up, he had fallen into three hundred days of contemplation!

The old man stood in front of Wang Hao's eyes, as if he had been staring at him.

"How's it going, are you sure?"

Wang Hao laughed, he opened his palm, and the small brocade bag in his palm exploded instantly.

Three thorn seeds floated on Wang Hao's palm, a thousand times thinner than silk, connecting the thorn seed with Wang Hao's palm.

Wang Hao's breath seemed to disappear suddenly, he was obviously standing in place, but he couldn't feel the slightest.

Niuniu rubbed her eyes vigorously, she was very suspicious that Wang Hao, who was standing in front of her, was just a phantom.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with him?"

The old man's expression was a little excited, even excited.

"He succeeded, he could already do it, control the divine power as he wanted, and even condense the divine power to a thousand times more detailed than silk...... His control over the divine power had already surpassed that of most of the people in the Divine Realm! It only took three hundred days...... It's incredible!"

Niuniu was also excited, first, she was excited that their efforts were not in vain, and more than two thousand years of preparation were just to let Wang Hao learn to control the divine power carefully. The second is that she can get the legendary artifact!

The three thorn seeds were slowly poured into the divine power, and the shells of the seeds cracked, and then began to peel off...... Roots, sprouts!

Wang Hao waved his hand, and countless thorns poured into the thatched house, and these thorns were intertwined to form a sledgehammer.

The tip of the sledgehammer, like a flower, splits into six petals.

Wang Hao carefully put the three buds of the thorn seed into the center of the petals, and the soul injection was successful!

The six petals slowly closed, and the thorns were entangled, and there was no gap in sight.

The hammer of thorns, refining successfully!

In the hammer of thorns, a strong breath of life emerged, and he walked out of the thatched hut and looked at the endless thorn field.

The thorns were withering, and before they died, many green points of light emerged, like fireflies, flying towards the hammer of thorns in Wang Hao's hand.

These green points of light are the purest vitality!

Countless life forces poured into the hammer of thorns, and Wang Hao's mind moved, and the hammer smashed on the ground.

In an instant, the thorns that had already withered were brought back to life, and the original thorns became even more exaggerated!

The thorny vines, which were originally only the thickness of fingers, have now grown so long that neither of them can surround them, and the thorns look like towering trees.

The land of thorns has become a forest of thorns.

Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh: "What a magical hammer!"

He gathered his strength, and the thorny forest vanished.

Wang Hao threw the hammer of thorns to Niu Niu, and then looked at the old man.

"It's time for you to deliver on your promises. ”