The mountains are getting taller, and the dwarves are more and more numerous.

Xue Tong did not get Huang Gongtai's alchemy, like a fish in his throat, this time he came to the Western Regions, in order to get to know people and find a way to make trouble.

It is best to obtain the secret technique of quenching, or a large amount of elixir.

Therefore, he got involved in Mu Qingcheng's gossip and got a letter of recommendation from the Dwarven Haoshan Society.

Xue Tong roughly figured out the situation of the dwarf race.

Dwarves can be regarded as the great clans of the Western Regions, and there is no unified leader, just as the human race does not have a recognized boss.

The dwarf branches, each branch is also called the clan tribe, similar to the Xuanmen of the human race.

Dwarven artifact masters are carefully cultivated by the clan department, and the level of the fire quenching technique of the instrument master often determines the strength of the clan.

The fire attribute talent of the dwarves is much higher than that of the human race, and the refining skills are exquisite, while the fire quenching secret technique of transforming magic weapons is extremely difficult, requiring grandmaster-level mana, mastery of special fire spells, and excellent fire attribute sensing and comprehension.

In addition, it is necessary to refine the magic weapon level and auxiliary materials, and quench it with warm fire to improve the quality of the magic weapon.

……

The dwarves who went to Haoshan mostly rode ram mounts, and the mountains were like walking on flat ground, and Xue Tong rode a vulture and flew with him, and arrived at Haoshan Dazhai in the limelight.

With a letter of recommendation, I met the grandmaster martial artist Su Lie.

Su Lie read the letter of recommendation and said: "Xue Daoyou came to the Western Regions in order to find elixir and alchemy secret techniques, there are always some elixirs, and it is difficult to say the secret arts, and Daoyou can refine magic weapons."

Xue Tong nodded.

"Since Daoyou can refine treasures, Su has nothing to teach, take you to see Elder Lance, the instrument master of the headquarters, and ask face to face if you have something."

"Your Instrument Master can refine ground-level magic weapons"

"Of course"

"Quenching Treasure"

"After seeing Elder Lance, ask again," Su Lie said in a stern tone.

"It's a little meaning, hard work Su Daoyou."

Xue Tongsai gave Su Lie a bag of spirit stones.

The two turned around and came to a small courtyard where they lived alone.

Su Lie took the identity card and pasted it on the doorpost, the mechanism turned, and the door slowly moved open.

There was a strange device in the courtyard, a heavy bracket that supported a two-foot-square black iron plate.

"It's up to the Taoist to see later," Su Lie closed the door and left.

"Su Lie said that you want to ask about the refining artifact, your sect master is at the peak, and his cultivation is enough, but I don't know how the magic weapon is, if it is not qualified, go and collect some artifacts first, don't waste time here."

"Put the magic weapon that you can get your hands on and put it on the iron platform."

An old voice came from the stone house.

"Oh, test this magic weapon! If you don't want to do something, you can get out of here, and you don't need to see it. ”

Xue Tong put the Ink Oblivion Sword on the iron platform.

The device is unresponsive.

"There are only ten pieces of this kind of magic weapon, so let's take it out quickly." The old man said angrily.

"Ordinary magic weapons can't be on the table of Elder Lance, so try this one."

Xue Tong withdrew the Ink Annihilation Sword and put down the Falling Hammer.

"Poof"

A golden rune jumped up from the countertop and slowly dispersed.

"Well, go on!" The old man's voice softened slightly.

Xue Tong changed into a heavy sword and flicked two golden talismans, followed by three Hell Ghost Axes and three Black Lacquer Knives.

The old man was surprised and said, "The magic weapons are all yours."

"Of course, who would want to borrow such a treasure."

Xue Tong put Hun Tianqi up again.

Three more golden runes.

"Boom!"

The door opened, and a gray-haired dwarf burst out.

The old man stared at the heavens for a long time, "You carry twelve golden runes, and the refining weapon is stronger than me, and you are looking for me to do something."

"Hehe, Xue really refined, only one of them is Hun Tianling, and the rest are snatched, and the monks of the Heavenly People alone killed three people!"

Xue Tong deliberately showed off, which made the artifact frightened, and the subsequent bargaining could also take advantage.

Lance Chong's eyebrows trembled slightly, "Lance can't refine this hammer, and there are no traces of fire quenching." ”

"Elder Lance is really a master, and there is no way for Bao Gong to quench fire, and he has been improved by soul quenching and spirit quenching due to chance." Xue Tong said.

"The old man is unable to improve the three-grade magic weapon, and the Taoist chief is afraid that he has come to the wrong place."

"Xue came here to learn the art of fire quenching."

Lance Chong shook his head, "Fire quenching is the treasure of the family, how can there be a truth about it, not to mention the limitations of the human race's talents, it is almost impossible to refine." ”

"Ancient books record that the Terran Instrument Master also mastered the dwarf fire quenching."

"It's just a few cases, it's pointless to check without evidence, if the Taoist wants to quench the weapon, maybe there is a little hope."

"The lowest fire quenching technique is not spread out, such as selling for 50 million high prices." Xue Tong didn't give up and asked.

"Hmph, there is no place to bury the dead in the secret arts, don't even think about buying spirit stones!" Lance Chong said disdainfully.

Xue Tong's heart was cold, could it be that the fire quenching technique was the same as the heavy water refining technique, and it had become an unattainable castle in the air

Seeing Xue Tong's gloomy face, Lance Chong took the initiative to remind: "Dao Chief, don't do anything crooked, the secret technique is attached to the divine soul prohibition, and if you use it to rob it roughly, you can only get a pile of ashes." ”

"Hehe, if Xue wants to rob, why do you need to come to Haoshan, just rob directly."

Xue Tong retreated, "Please Elder Quenching the Instrument"

"The cost of quenching is staggering, and it takes three years to queue for a certain person to complete the clan task first."

"Cutting in line can bring rich spirit stones to outsiders, which is very beneficial to the clan, so it's not impossible to consider." Xue Tong said.

"Of course, foreign business can be done, the key depends on the price code, one device a year, and each device is quenched 18 million." Lance rush opening price.

Even if Xue Tong was wealthy and had some estimates, he still couldn't help but feel shocked.

"This price is really too high, Xue Tong intends to quench the nine swords, can I get a discount?"

"The lance is a quenching device for the headquarters, and it only costs 10 million, and the external dwarves charge 8 million more, and the Taoist chief charges according to the dwarf clan, which is not high."

"It's too expensive!"

It's not that Xue Tong can't afford to produce spirit stones, but he just thinks it's not worth it, and he needs to wait for nine years.

"How's Twelve Million"

"The price is too low, the clan can't explain it, and the clansmen who were cut in line can't explain it!"

Whisk shook his head repeatedly.

"You should ask the clan department first, and then find a friend of the instrumentain, and ask if you are willing to take it, Xue asked for five years to refine the nine swords."

After Xue Tong finished speaking, he got up and said goodbye.

……

The next day, the venue of Haoshan.

Xue Tong entered with Su Lie and threw out Wei Sen's heavy knife.

"Prefecture-level second-grade magic weapons are sold cheaply, with a fixed price of 45 million."

Xue Tong soon noticed that the expressions of the two people in the field were subtle, and their eyes kept sweeping around the knife.

"The two of them recognize this knife..."

"Could it be... Wei Sen is a heavy sword to find the dwarves to temper!"

"No wonder there are no refining treasures in this thief's storage bracelet."

The dwarves like to play with big swords and spears, the size of the weapons is exaggerated, the heavy knives are to their liking, and the price is also very attractive, and it was not long before they were bought by the dwarven grandmasters from other places.

Xue Tong Chuanyin's expression was subtle, "Your Excellency recognizes the heavy knife"

That person's Grandmaster Dacheng ignored Xue Tong.

Xue Tong had already passed the age of being afraid, and continued to provoke: "The original owner of the treasure knife, Xiao Sen, has another Hell Ghost Axe, but he is still not Xue's opponent, and I feel that the quality of his magic weapon is not good, otherwise he may be able to escape." ”

"Fart!"

How could the dwarven trainer stand such humiliation, his square face swollen and he gasped for breath.

He muttered to his companion, and the other suddenly looked furious.

"What's wrong with the Dao Chief, don't provoke the Artifact Master of the Thorn Earth Department." Su Lie sensed that something was wrong and said busily.

"Xue has his own measure"

Xue Tong turned to the voice and said: "I know that you two are not convinced, go to a no-man's land outside, and learn from each other."

The dwarven artifact master didn't say a word, and immediately left the hall.

……

Xue Tong made his first shot after being promoted.

The Grandmaster of the Thorny Earth Department is one on the left and one on the right, and the dragon and tiger attack with both claws.

The claw shadows are lifelike, with black dragon scales and brown and yellow tiger hair, all clearly recognizable, accompanied by the sound of the dragon chanting and tiger roaring.

The claw shadow is so big that it can almost grab a double carriage with one hand.

It only takes a slight force to shrink sharply, gather a little force, and grab the object in your palm.

Xue Tong snorted coldly, and his whole body was full of blue light, and black smoke suddenly gushed out, condensing into a water-like Gang Demon Protective Shell.

"Snort~"

The shadow of the claw was red, as if a red-hot iron finger had entered the water, and instantly burst into flames and smoke.

"Bang!"

The claws shattered, and Xue Tong was unaware, and the Gang Demon Protective Layer only shrank slightly.

The dwarven grandmaster's face was pale, not to mention the severe pain in his ten fingers, and there was a cool feeling in his heart.

The two of them have cooperated for a hundred years, and even the clan leader at the peak of the grandmaster will be stunned.

But in front of Xue Tong, it was like hitting a stone with an egg, and the difference was too far and too far.

"Xue didn't say much, but he was offended, please forgive me!"

"It's not that Wei Sen's magic weapon can't work, it's that his mana is really insufficient, and he may have a glimmer of life with a five-grade treasure weapon."

Xue Tong apologized.

"The five-grade thorn soil department only refines the three-grade soil."

The dwarven artifact master felt that Xue Tong was whimsical, and the five products could be spoken.

"Hehe, Xue never thought of such a high-level baby, a few swords in his hand, he can quench to the ground level, and he is satisfied."

"I don't know if the two of you can quench for Xue"

Xue Tong cut to the chase and asked.

"For 40 years, I have raised money many times, and the total cost is 200 million." The dwarven mechanic did not answer explicitly, and the side reminder was costly.

"Ten thousand swords, Xue is willing to quench nine swords, and the two of them have also seen it, Xue is more worthy of dating than Wei Sen, it is better to make friends" Xue Tong agitated.

Bargain for a while.

"Thirteen million, a little cheaper than Tsuken." The dwarven mage said.

Xue Tong gave six swords, 30 million spirit stones, and agreed to take the treasure in three years, and then make up the balance.

The apologists of the Thorn Soil Department wrote a note and left a name post.

"Yi Xiao, Bi Jinfu."

Xue Tong returned to the scene to buy a few elixirs and left early.

"Dao Chief, I've seen the Thorn Earth Sect Artifact Master," Su Lie asked.

"Well, the Thorn Soil Craftsman can carry it clearly, and the work is magnificent, if the Haoshan Department is willing, Xue has another three swords entrusted to Elder Lance to refining."

"Su will ask again!"

……

Xue Tong spent money like dirt and basically got what he wanted.

Lance Chong promised three swords in three years, and each sword would charge one million more than the Thorn Earth Craftsman.

"Fortunately, Xue has accumulated a lot of spirit stones, so he can spend a lot of money on quenching the sword."

"It's a lot of money, but it's a lot of time."

Xue Tong smiled and groaned, satisfied.

Cultivating the fire quenching technique, trying to quench after being half-baked, within twenty years, he couldn't quench the nine swords at all, not to mention the consumption of failure.

As for the follow-up tempering, Xue Tong didn't think about it.

It takes five years to quench the second grade at the prefecture level, which costs three times as much; And quenched to the three grades of the prefecture level, just to get enough ingredients requires a great opportunity, and the single quenching cost is as much as 90 million.

"Hehe, Xue will collect a few more ground-level swords in the future and refine them into a small array of stars as soon as possible, which is far more cost-effective than continuing to upgrade the nine swords!"

……

The Mighty Hill Club is coming to an end.

Xue Tong's stone cave door rang again.

"What is the matter with Su Daoyou?"

"Please move the Dao Chief, the Haoshan Clan is invited!" Su Lie said.