Xiao Ling didn't know the scene of Liu Fengyao and the three of them, of course, even if he knew that he was afraid that he wouldn't have any ideas, in his eyes, these three people were just passers-by who met by chance, and the arrogant behavior of the three had already made him forget about the three of them. 【】

In the past two days, Xiao Ling has walked around Muyan City, but he has never found a weapon to take advantage of. This Muyan City is the capital of trade, and there are dozens of refining workshops here, large and small, but Xiao Ling has been shopping all over the past two days, but he has never found a weapon that satisfies him.

The reason for this is very simple, because Xiao Ling was very keen on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in his previous life, and he admired Zhao Yun who held a gun inside, and was affected by this, so Xiao Ling wanted to find a spear as his weapon.

However, after shopping around in the past two days, Xiao Ling found that the spears in this world are completely different from the spears on the earth. It can even be said that the guns of the Tian Yuan Continent and the ones on the earth are completely two different concepts.

In fact, it is not that there is no connection at all, but the spear on the Tianyuan Continent is more similar to the Mao and halberd on the earth, in Xiao Ling's cognition, the spear has always been known for its agility, and it is unpredictable and unexpected when facing the enemy, which is the essence of the spear.

But the spear here is quite heavy and cumbersome to use, which is not what Xiao Ling wants.

Moreover, on this continent, the general people still mainly use long swords, and long weapons such as guns are rarely used, so most of the spears in these dozens of refining workshops, large and small, are inferior goods of poor quality, Xiao Ling does not need to try to know that if he uses these inferior goods as weapons, he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand his own strength and break before he fights the enemy.

In desperation, Xiao Ling thought about it, and decided to find a refining workshop to make people rebuild a real spear with his memory.

On this day, Xiao Ling went out with a piece of black sè black iron that he accidentally got from the Netherworld, and his plan was to use this black sè dark iron to build a spear.

The black sè black iron in Xiao Ling's hand at the moment is not a very ordinary piece of iron, according to Ling Xiao, this black black iron has a great origin.

The real name of this dark iron should be called Flying Meteorite, and this kind of Flying Meteorite is very rare on the entire continent, and it can even be described as rare.

It is said that this flying meteorite is not a product of the continent, and no one knows where it came from. Even Xiao Ling took this flying meteorite to the street, but I was afraid that there were very few people who could recognize his origin.

The reason why Ling Xiao knew about it was only because there happened to be a long sword forged from Flying Meteorite Iron in the Wuji Immortal Palace, and that long sword was Ling Xiao's father, the current Wuji Immortal Palace Master Ling Tianhong, who was wearing a sword.

Being able to use the continent's top Infinite Immortal Palace Palace Master as a sword alone can prove that the origin of the Flying Meteorite Iron is extraordinary.

As for why there is a flying meteorite in the Netherworld, no one can know, it can only be regarded as Xiao Ling's luck.

The hardness of the Flying Meteorite Iron far surpassed that of any forging material on the Tian Yuan Continent, which greatly increased its forging difficulty.

No, at the end of the day, Xiao Ling found more than a dozen refining workshops, but the refiners inside couldn't melt this flying meteorite for half a minute, let alone make it into a spear.

"Ling Xiao, what's going on, the refiner here can't smelt this Flying Meteorite Iron, so how did your father's Starfall Sword be forged?" Xiao Ling stood on the street a little depressed and asked suspiciously.

After a while, Ling Xiao's voice slowly sounded: "That Starfall Sword was forged by Mo Yan, Master Mo Yan is the number one refiner in the continent at that time, how can it be compared to those refiners just now." ”

I don't know why, these days, Ling Xiao has less and less time to appear, unless Xiao Ling asks a question, or encounters some danger, Ling Xiao has never taken the initiative to appear, which makes Xiao Ling forget that there is still a spirit hún in his body.

However, Xiao Ling didn't think much about it, and when she heard Ling Xiao's words at this moment, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The first refiner of the mainland, where do you let me go now to find the first refiner of the mainland to help me forge weapons." ”

"Mo Yan and my father are close friends, maybe my father knows his whereabouts now. Ling Xiao said slowly.

Xiao Ling, on the other hand, rolled her eyes and said depressedly: "What you said is not the same as saying it in vain. ”

Shaking his head, Xiao Ling sighed and said, "Forget it, it seems that I'd better get a weapon for self-defense first." ”

Just when Xiao Ling was disappointed and was about to go back, he accidentally passed by a small refining workshop, if it was usual, Xiao Ling naturally would not pay too much attention to a small refining workshop.

In the past two days, in order to find a weapon to take advantage of, he has also visited more than a dozen large-scale refining workshops in the city, so whenever he heard the sound of forging iron, Xiao Ling would involuntarily look at it a few more times.

It's just that in the past few days, Xiao Ling has paid more attention to those large-scale refining workshops, but has paid little attention to the inconspicuous small refining workshops in front of him.

For some reason, when Xiao Ling saw this seemingly dilapidated refining workshop, her footsteps were ghostly and she walked in.

Perhaps, there was still a little hope in Xiao Ling's heart, so he came in.

As soon as he stepped into this refining workshop, Xiao Ling couldn't help frowning, there were twenty or thirty refining workshops he had visited these days, but none of them could compare to the refining workshop in front of him.

It's not that this refining workshop is good, on the contrary, this is the smallest and most broken refining workshop that Xiao Ling has seen in the past few days.

It is said that he is a refining workshop, but it is better to say that it is just a house where ordinary people live, but there are some forged weapons outside the door.

Xiao Ling casually picked up a long sword and weighed it, then shook his head.

After a circle, Xiao Ling couldn't help but be disappointed, sure enough, he was still a little whimsical, thinking that this small refining workshop could bring surprises to him.

In addition to being disappointed, Xiao Ling did not plan to stay again, and turned around to leave.

At this time, an old man with a stubble face and a sturdy upper body walked out of the back room, and when he saw Xiao Ling again, the old man didn't seem very enthusiastic, but said lightly: "What do you want to buy?"

Xiao Ling felt a little strange about the old man's tone, this was clearly a refining workshop, and looking at the appearance of this old man, he was obviously the owner of this refining workshop.

But why is this old man's tone so cold, just seeing that stinky face, I'm afraid that no one wants to come here, no wonder this refining workshop is so down. Xiao Ling speculated maliciously in her heart.

However, Xiao Ling just thought about it in his heart, and said casually: "It's nothing, I'm just taking a casual look, the old man is the owner of this refining workshop?"

"Is there a problem?" the old man squinted at Xiao Ling, his voice still cold.

Xiao Ling looked at it carefully, and then asked, "These weapons were forged by you, old man?"

"If you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don't want to buy it, you can leave quickly, and ask so much what are you doing?" the old man looked particularly impatient.

Xiao Ling felt a little strange, what was going on with this old man, as if he owed him millions.

However, Xiao Ling didn't plan to say much, there was no weapon to take advantage of here, so Xiao Ling didn't linger, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!"

For some reason, the old man suddenly stopped Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling turned around and looked at the old man suspiciously, not knowing why.

"What are you holding in your hand?" the old man's voice became a little hurried.

Checking the Flying Meteorite in his hand, Xiao Ling asked puzzledly, "This is the material I use to forge weapons, is there any problem?"

The old man swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands and asked cautiously, "Can you show me?"

Xiao Ling felt a little funny, this old man's attitude changed too quickly!

Just now, he was like the emperor Lao Tzu, how could he become so gentle in a blink of an eye.

Wait a minute!

Xiao Ling was shocked in his heart, could this old man recognize the origin of the meteorite in his hand?

If the other party really recognized this piece of flying meteorite, he was not afraid that the other party would come up and rob it, on the contrary, Xiao Ling would only be happy in his heart.

You must know that for a whole day, he took this Flying Meteorite to find more than a dozen refining workshops, and the so-called refining masters in it couldn't even recognize the Flying Meteorite in his hand, just thinking that he was just an ordinary refining material.

At this time, the old man saw that Xiao Ling did not speak, but actually took three steps and two steps, and walked up quickly, staring at the flying meteorite in Xiao Ling's hand with a trace of heat in his eyes, muttering to himself.

"Quick, show me, give me a good look! Is this the Flying Meteorite?" said the old man with a look on his face.

When Xiao Ling heard this, his heart jumped suddenly, this old man was not good-looking, but he really recognized the origin of this meteorite, thinking in his heart, Xiao Ling immediately asked: "Does the old man recognize the origin of this meteorite?"

"Why don't I recognize it, this is a good refining material, I have lived this age, and today is the first time I have seen this real flying meteorite, no, you must let me show me, otherwise I will drag you and not let you leave here." The old man seemed to be in a hurry, and he played a scoundrel.

Xiao Ling couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, this old man's xìng style was so weird, he was still serious before, how could he play a scoundrel like a market splash in a blink of an eye.

However, since this old man recognized this flying meteorite, Xiao Ling didn't mind showing him it, maybe this perverse old man could really bring him some surprises.

Taking over the flying meteorite from Xiao Ling's hand, the old man's movements at this time were cautious, as if he was holding the ground in his hand some supreme treasure.

"Sure enough, this is really a flying meteorite, I can't imagine that I can meet this treasure in this life, even if I die now, I will have no regrets in this life!" the old man muttered with a satisfied face. @。