The green hills are verdant, and the morning sun rises in the east.

After the moon bath, Fenghuo Peak was lively again.

The formal disciples hurried along the avenue to the bluestone square to sign in, while Hong Yuan calmly took a step and calmly went to the Jialiu workshop.

At this time, the staff of the Jialiu workshop were not complete, and the fires were not on fire, and they were still deserted.

When Hong Yuan arrived, it was Lynch, Qian San, and Wang Dali, the three veteran first-order foundries, who were present.

These three veteran first-order foundry masters were chatting casually, discussing the recent civil strife in Qinglu Taoist Temple, the contradictions between the Qingzhou Army and the Yongzhou Army, and the battle.

Lynch: "I heard that the Black Wolf Legion occupies Nanyang Mansion in Qingzhou and is eager to recruit all kinds of talents, are you interested in going down the mountain to make a big profit?" ”

Wang Dali: "Go down the mountain...... It's still too dangerous out there. ”

"What's the danger, our first-order foundry must be in the rear. Go to the front line to forge weapons, and we will surely be able to lead a team of blacksmiths. Qian San immediately retorted.

As he spoke, Qian San suddenly became excited and clenched his fists hard, "I can't say that the weapon casting score will also be greatly improved, and it is not a problem to even reach the level of a second-order foundry!" ”

Listening to them talk about things outside the sect, Hong Yuan became interested, moved a small bench and approached it. Seeing Hong Yuan's arrival, the three of them didn't have any opinions about Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan and them are both first-order foundries, and Hong Yuan is still Zhu Wuxian's junior brother, plus Hong Yuan is also okay.

For Hong Yuan, the three veteran first-order foundries still have a good impression.

“……”

When Senior Brother Zhu Wuxian began to sit in the central government, this small meeting began to dissolve, and Hong Yuan also began to make fires.

By talking to the three of them, Hong Yuan sensed a precursor to an impending storm.

Because the Qinglu Taoist Temple has been divided into two factions, the Qinglu Taoist Temple's control over Qingzhou has obviously decreased significantly.

The overlord sects of various states have mobilized one after another to jointly slaughter Qingzhou.

Fengxi Sect relied on its hard power last week to bite such a fertile territory in Nanyang Mansion!

However, this has nothing to do with Hong Yuan, he has already made up his mind to pay attention to the Martial Saint in Fengxi Sect.

Fengxi Sect, such a hegemonic sect, can completely raise many martial saints, Fengxi Sect is not destroyed, he Hongyuan will resolutely not run.

If you are bored, then you can manipulate the Xuanshui Snake to explore the outside world.

"Bang bang, bang bang!"

The sound of striking iron reverberated in the Jialiu Workshop room, and all the disciples were working hard.

It was obviously close to late autumn, but the disciples of the Refining Hall were still naked, revealing their muscles that were hard and solid, like solid stones.

Male hormones are bursting to the extreme!

Hong Yuan was also naked, and after he called a formal disciple to pull the bellows, he began to forge a first-order weapon.

The heavy sledgehammer was wildly danced by Hong Yuan, and the momentum was amazing.

The first-order cold iron was forged rapidly, and the black impurities were removed at a ridiculously fast rate.

The three first-order foundries who were on fire were all attracted by Hong Yuan's movements, and they all paid attention.

They watched the prototype of the Miao Knife appear, and they saw that Hong Yuan was still beating the first-order cold iron with high intensity...

"Gollum." Lynch swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but look at the other two Wang Dali and Qian San, who were also first-order foundries.

However, at this time, Wang Dali and Qian San also looked stunned.

"Second Order Foundry?!" Wang Dali hesitated.

"No, it can't be... Hongyuan's progress is outrageous! Qian San bit his lip lightly.

The movement in the first-order foundry area startled Zhao Gonghe.

Zhao Gonghe followed the direction of his gaze and found that they were all paying attention to Hong Yuan.

When Zhao Gonghe saw that Hong Yuan had already made the prototype of the first-order Miao Knife as soon as he started construction, his heart sank inexplicably.

Wow cool wow cool.

During this period of time, Zhao Gonghe did not go to spend time drinking, but carefully studied casting.

With his strong talent and sweat and diligence, Zhao Gonghe quickly broke through the non-rank-level sword and touched the edge of the first-order caster.

However, at this moment, Hong Yuan's speed of casting a first-order weapon was not much inferior to Zhu Wuxian.

In other words, Hong Yuan is actually about to arrive at the second-order foundry!?

"Damn, could it be that I really want to take a strange path to please Lin Yiru?" Zhao Gonghe didn't think about it.

……

Two hours later.

Hong Yuan carried the newly cast first-order Miao Knife to find Senior Brother Zhu, wanting to conduct the first-order to second-order assessment.

"Senior brother, I feel like I've come to the realm of a second-order caster." Hong Yuan said seriously.

Zhu Wuxian, who was sitting on the rattan chair, suddenly stood up from the rattan chair when he heard this, obviously shocked to the extreme.

"Ah Yuan, what did you say?"

"I feel like I've come to the second-order caster realm."

Zhu Wuxian strode around the mahogany table, and took the first-order good knife that Hong Yuan had just forged with both hands.

Watching repeatedly, tapping back and forth, and waving from time to time.

After a long time, Zhu Wushu put down this first-order good knife, walked around Hong Yuan in a big circle, and looked at Hong Yuan up and down.

"Tsk, I know Ah Yuan, you have a talent for cultivation, but I didn't expect you to be so good at forging a talent." Zhu Wuxian praised Hong Yuan: "Your talent is not inferior to that of Senior Brother!" ”

"Senior brother?" Hong Yuan was puzzled.

"Yes, Senior Brother. It was a man who stood up to the sky, and he was only one step away from being able to ascend to the top and become a martial saint. Zhu Wuxian quickly changed the topic:

"Originally, I thought that after Gonghe also ascended to the first rank, I would take you to the master to receive teaching. I never expected you to make such a quick progress. ”

Hongyuan's casting foundation is basically laid, and recently Zhao Gonghe has also sincerely repented, and his casting skills have greatly improved.

Zhu Wuxian also thought that Hong Yuan would not need to be exposed to deep casting techniques until at least half a year later.

I didn't expect Hong Yuan to progress so fast!

"From my point of view, you're already a second-order caster." Zhu Wuxian said with relief: "But for the sake of safety, you still have to build a second-order weapon independently." ”

Zhu Wushu took Hong Yuan to the second-order casting area.

There is only one station in the second-order casting area, and that is the furnace of Zhu Wuxian, the boss of the Jialiu Workshop.

When Hongyuan Station was set to the casting position, and Zhu Wushu pulled the bellows for Hongyuan, the entire wide Jialiu workshop was inexplicably silent for a moment.

Hong Yuan is already about to start sprinting towards the second-order foundry!?

The three first-order foundry masters, Lynch, Qian San, and Wang Dali, looked at each other, and the work on their hands slowed down a lot.

Zhao Gonghe, who was beside the fire, turned pale, his hands trembled slightly, and the sledgehammer almost slipped from his hands.

"Second Order Foundry? Ah Yuan wants to forge a second-order weapon!? ”

"Impossible, impossible."

Zhao Gonghe shouted frantically in his heart.

He knew that there was a huge gap between him and Hong Yuan, but he couldn't believe that the gap was as far away as heaven and earth.

If it goes on like this, then why does he compete with Hong Yuan for the favor of Master Lin Daoyan and compete for resources?

Zhao Gonghe felt that he was living in the shadow of Hong Yuan.

At the same time as Hong Yuan, he can only pick up what Hong Yuan picked up and what is left?!

"Lin Yiru, Lin Yiru..."Zhao Gonghe silently thought of Master Lin Daoyan's daughter in his heart.

The bright road is impassable, so you can only take a roundabout road.

It's just, why are you so unwilling.

Zhao Gonghe clenched his fists.